Outdoors, as Dean and Sam start shoveling dirt into Marion Greeley's impromptu grave, Molly again peppers them with questions for which long-time viewers have already received the answers. Sort of. Well, okay, long-time viewers don't have answers for these questions, because they're all about where the unquiet dead go after the brothers have salted and burned their bones, and this show has wisely chosen never to deal with the afterlife at all, especially in this scene, but again: Whatever. DRAGGING! At some point, Sam posits that because no one truly knows what comes after, an additional motivating factor lashing the unquiet dead to this world of ours is fear of the unknown. This prompts Molly to gaze dejectedly at Marion Greeley's rapidly disappearing corpse and admit, "The only thing I'm scared of is losing [my bastard husband] David -- I have to see him again." Our Intrepid Heroes pause in their shoveling for an awkward moment, so I'm guessing things aren't looking so good for David right about now, but none of that matters because they've chosen to send us all into the next commercial break most woefully CHOMP!-less. Worthless sons of bitches.
Grisly Greeley Manse. As Molly wanders through the kitchen examining that old photo album, Sam approaches Dean out in what remains of the living room for a hushed and urgent tÃªte-Ã -tÃªte regarding what Molly should and shouldn't know about her beloved bastard of a husband. Sam's advocating full disclosure, here, but Dean insists Molly remain in the dark until this long night is over. "I know you feel guilty, all right?" Dean hisses. "But let's just stick to the plan -- let's get her out of here, and then we'll tell her." "Tell me what?" the suddenly appearing Molly demands, having overheard this last bit as she unexpectedly exited the kitchen to join them. "What aren't you telling me?"