Back at the now-closed coffee shop, unsuspecting Tracy wipes down the espresso machines while undercover psycho killer Anson lurks and asks prying questions about Tracy's relationship with Andy and finally just grabs her arm to menace her openly.

Out on the road, Sam and Dean are pumping Andy for whatever information the latter has on Anson when Sam's suddenly smacked in the brain with another painful premonition: Tracy, clad in a White Nightgown Of Doom (that is actually her slip, just as it was for Jessica, but stop being so picky and just accept the trope already), tearfully approaches the side of a windswept overpass and climbs up onto the railing. Oh, my bad -- that's not an overpass at all. Rather, it's a four-hundred-foot-high dam in the middle of freaking Oklahoma, for Christ's sake. Oh, Supernatural. Why you gotta be so cruel? Why a four-hundred-foot-high dam? Why not an out-of-the-way overpass stretching across Interstate 35? That would've worked, too, right? Having her bellyflop into oncoming traffic? Huh? Sigh. Anyway, Tracy gasps and heaves and blubbers and sobs high atop The Impossible Dam for a very long while until she spreads her arms out and leaps. Back in Metallicar, Sam's agonies reach the point where Dean's forced to peel over to the side of the road and leap out to ease a doubled-over Sam through the passenger's-side door. Sam just pants and grunts his way straight into the METAL TEETH CHOMP!

Anson's beat-up and rickety sedan pulls onto The Impossible Dam and shudders to a stop. Inside, Anson runs a sweaty hand up Tracy's thigh as he crazies, "I take my ladies here. They like it." Tracy's all but paralyzed as Anson amends, "Well, I like it, so of course they like it, too." Tracy regains control of herself for a moment and sobs, "Please, I just want to go home." "Stop crying!" Anson demands, and Tracy immediately straightens up in the seat, silent, but with tears still streaming out of her eyes. Anson then basically claims that because Andy's his family, no one else has a right to go near him, which I guess is supposed to amount to some Bizarro World version of the familial bond shared by Our Dear Boys, but Anson's going to be dead in about five minutes, so I can't bring myself to care. Ooops! Spoiler!