Guitar licks take us to a bar, that we see from the outside is called "Kugel's Keg," which puts the Jew back in Minnesota, I guess. Inside the brothers are having a couple of beers. Sam sits like a lump on a log going over the details of the case as published in what looks like a newsletter? Like, it is supposed to be a newspaper, but the paper is all white and heavy-weight. Dean is shooting darts and making me love him. Sam notes that the police have not ruled out foul play, and then Dean annoyingly again suggests that maybe this is just a routine kidnapping. Dean! Did you not read your script this morning? But Sam tells Dean that "Dad marked the area. 'Possible hunting grounds of a phantom attacker.'" Heh. Just try to not deliver those lines out loud yourself. It's impossible. Apparently there is "local folklore" about a dark figure grabbing people at night. The boys are both wearing funny Carhartt-type workshirts. Also, this county has "more missing persons per capita than anywhere else in the state." Dean nods, and then grunts, "That is weird." Dean continues to "brain"-storm, saying that phantom attackers usually take people from their beds. Um, okay, whatever you say, dude. Sam reminds him that there are "all kinds," and the camera provides a shot of some ridiculous full-skirted-woman-in-peril-from-a-pantsless-flying-demon cartoon their Dad sketched in his notebook. I'm thinking we're getting a little too close to old Dad's fantasy life here. As Sam blathers on, cut to a shot of Dean from the back, approaching the dart board, and snapping his fingers. If ONLY he would take this opportunity to keep snapping and then break out into that dance-fighting number from West Side Story, the "When You're a Jet" one. Jensen just honestly brings out the gay man inside me.
Episode Report CardDrunken Bee: B+ | 911 USERS: C+
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