Sam nods his head and gets all teary-eyed and explains that since Dean was gone, he had to keep fighting without him and what he's doing works. You know, Sam, you say 'gone' but Dean didn't exactly spend the summer on old Cape Cod. Today, Dean's the smarter brother and asks Sam if his new exorcism exercise is so terrific, why'd he lie about it to him. "Why did an angel tell me to stop you?" Sam's always had faith, so this grabs his attention. Dean tells Sam, "Cas said if I don't stop you, he will. You know what that means, Sam?" Um... that you two are getting awfully cozy with the nicknames? What does he call you, 'D'? "That means that God doesn't want you doing this." Oh, good point. Sam both flares his nostrils and makes his Adam's Apple bob up and down while Dean continues. Ruby should study him on how to appear human. "So are you just going to stand there and tell me everything is all good?" Sam struggles to take it all in, and the phone rings. The call is from someone named Travis, who wants the boys to check out a Jack Montgomery in Carthage, Missouri. They look at one another, tearful and exhausted, and put their lives on hold for the hunt, again. THANK YOU KRIPKE!
We see Montgomery's lovely house in Carthage, Missouri. Inside we see Jack, who looks like the poor woman's John Cusack. We get an extreme close up of him chewing his food and it's wicked gross. Kill him now, boys. His mouth is open and he's chewing as loudly as a flock of second graders with unlimited access to bubble gum and not a teacher in sight. He's really shoveling the food in his face, too. Jack's wife's Michelle is adorable. She just glows as she looks at him. "Jack, are you stoned?" The food's just good and he's starving. He inquires about dessert and when Michelle gets up to get it for him, he also asks, with his mouth full of food, if she's going to eat her steak, even though he just ate two. I'm going to go out on a limb and say whatever's going on with Jack, it involves a voracious appetite. Michelle suggests he might have a tapeworm, but Jack says he's never felt better. Later, we see him shirtless, brushing his teeth. There's a crunching sound and his knees buckle and he supports himself by putting his elbows on the sink and he groans in pain. He tries to push himself up, there's an even louder crunch which brings him to his knees. After a whole-body spasm, we see his spine sort of pop out (but it's no grosser than the eating was, or the fact that we can see the toothpaste bubbles and spittle in his mouth). He cries in pain and it pops out again. When it all subsides, Jack rises to his feet and tries to check his back in the bathroom mirror, which never works well, unless you've got a three-way mirror.