In any event, Dead Annie plainly states that she'd like to have her rather photogenic corpse salted and burned as quickly as possible, thank you very much, regardless of the consequences, as being stuck in Stately Van Ness Manor until she deteriorates into insanity is not really her idea of a good time. And here's another thing I don't understand: With his newfound mad ghosting skillz, Dead Bobby could torch Stately Van Ness Manor and all the corpses therein right now -- after first removing his special flask from the premises, of course -- so what the hell is he waiting for? No, I don't really care about the answer to that one at this point, either, but I just thought I'd ask.

This Week's Crapped-Out Piece Of Automotive Trash. Invisible Dead Whitman stomps his foot down on the gas pedal, then manifests himself in a somewhat successful attempt to scare the living shit out of Our Intrepid Idiots while he twists and wrenches at the steering wheel, but as this seems like an unnecessarily complicated way for him to kill them when he could have just rammed his spectral fists into their chests back at Stately Van Ness Manor, I'll be skipping ahead to the bit where Dumbass El Deano somehow manages to regain control of this week's crapped-out piece of automotive trash, after which he and Dimwit Sammy hop out, quickly locate that rando skeleton key, and -- get this -- shoot it with bullets until it's dead. Kick ass. For whatever reason, shooting the rando skeleton key with bullets until it's dead sends Dead Whitman shrieking back to Stately Van Ness Manor, so Our Intrepid Idiots proceed to The Bodega Bay Cemetery, where they commence with the desecration of Whitman Van Ness's grave.

Meanwhile, back at the ranch, Dead Bobby and Dead Annie escape from that tastefully-appointed den mere seconds before Dead Whitman charges into the room. Though, you know, why Dead Whitman bothered to walk all the way up there from the foyer below when he could have just zotted himself...you know what? Fuck it.

Bodega Bay Cemetery. The desecration continues apace.

Stately Van Ness Manor. Dead Whitman zots himself back down to the foyer to make psychotic noises at Dead Bobby and Dead Annie until he rams his spectral fist into Dead Bobby's incorporeal chest. DUN!