As the camera slobbers all over the janitor's imaginary bimbo stripper whores, the janitor himself calls out from the audience, "They're a peace offering!" and do you get it? 'Cause Dean apparently doesn't. Poor Dean. Poor dumb, slovenly, piggish, stupid, obstinate, bow-legged, wee little midget-of-a-man Dean. I do love him so. There follows an endless dialogue between Dean and his prey wherein they share a snicker or two over the Trickster's methods -- particularly the mortifyingly amusing slow-dancing alien the janitor conjured to torment the meathead jock frat-boy asshole -- before Dean vows to stop the janitor if it's the last thing he does. "Too bad," the Trickster sighs, "I liked you." "But Sam was right," he adds, with menace creeping into his voice, "you shouldn't have come alone." Psych! He didn't! For Sam and Bobby now appear on opposite sides of the auditorium clutching hefty wooden stakes. By the way, according to the accompanying article in The Weekly World News, those stakes are tipped with the blood of one of the Trickster's victims. You know, just so you're aware. Because there's sure as hell nothing in the episode itself that will ever inform you of that fact. Did we mention it was only thirty-eight minutes long? With at least two of those minutes devoted to following Dean through an empty building? Did we? "We did!" Good. Just wanted to make sure.
ANY-way, as Dean slowly draws a stake of his own from his inside jacket pocket, the janitor conjures a Weekly World News-inspired burlap-masked chainsaw-wielding mass murderer who now threatens Darling Sammy. The Barry White dies on the soundtrack as the boys plus Bobby swing into action, and to be frank with you, I've had it with this episode, so if you want a play-by-play of the battle that follows, you'll have to look elsewhere. Long story short, the burlap-masked chainsaw-wielding mass murderer makes quick work of the stakes Sam and Bobby attempt to use against it while Dean gets his tantalizing ass handed to him by the janitor's imaginary bimbo stripper whores, and Jesus. Neither of the janitor's imaginary bimbo stripper whores knows how to land a stage punch, now do they? I suppose I was meant to be looking elsewhere during that bit of the combat sequence. Ooops. Finally, Dean manages to snatch up his dropped stake and rams it into the janitor's chest. In a pair of nicely done effects shots, both the burlap-masked chainsaw-wielding mass murderer and the janitor's imaginary bimbo stripper whores dematerialize -- the latter two with near-orgasmic gasps -- as the janitor himself falls backwards into the final METAL TEETH CHOMP!, dead.