Back in the boudoir, Uncle Martin realizes Nancy The Nympho's somehow miraculously still alive (don't ask), and bravely volunteers to fend off the charging orderlies while Dean chases after The Wraith. Unfortunately for Dean, the peyote he dropped on top of the acid has now just kicked in, so he's having trouble making it down The Strawberry River to solitary in the basement, which is where we join...

...Nurse Diesel as she enters Crazy Sammy's heavily padded cell to point and laugh. Well, to point and laugh, then to speechify at him for an interminable period of time regarding her methods and motivations before eating his freakish Cro-Magnon BRAAAAAAAAIIIINS. As one does. Sam, of course, is strapped to yet another cot, so he's got little choice but to listen to her as she explains that she infected them during their intake examinations -- and no, not by checking their prostates for contraband. Instead, she simply pressed her thumb against Darling Sammy's remarkably healthy and remarkably bare forearm, and voila! Instant batshit. "It's so simple!" marvels Raoul. And so tasty, too, apparently. "Just like candy?!" Well, if you like candy that tastes like "crazy brains," what with all of that dopamine and adrenaline and whatnot packed in there. "Sounds delightful!" Yeah, have another mouse, honey. "Hey!" In any event, just as Nurse Diesel's about to suck out Crazy Sammy's freakish Cro-Magnon BRAAAAAAAAIIIINS -- Now With 'Roid Rage! -- Crazily Dashing El Deano bursts through the door to effect his brother's rescue for the zillionth time since this show premiered, and in my extremely humble opinion, this is one of the better ones. Why, I hear you ask? "You do!" Because after Nurse Diesel smacks Crazy Dean up against the padded wall, and after Nurse Diesel throttles Crazy Dean with a choke hold, and after Nurse Diesel directs her foot-long retractable sippy straw at his forehead, Crazy Dean reaches up with his free hand and snaps that motherfucker off at the base! "ULULULULULULULULULULULULU!" Nurse Diesel screams and howls and wails as Wraith Blood gushes from the garishly gruesome sippy straw stump on her wrist, giving Crazy Dean just enough time to retrieve his trusty silver-plated letter opener and gut her like a fish. "GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORE!"