In any event, The Deans, being Deans, hiss and spit and scratch at each other before calling a truce, and over a couple of shots of whiskey, Present Dean finally thinks to inquire as to the purpose of the mission. To capture The Fucking Colt That Can Kill Anything Except When It Usually Can't, of course. I swear to God, when this show ends, I'm going to buy that goddamned prop just so I can smash it to pieces with a sledgehammer. Future Dean draws the fucking thing from his duffel and boasts, "Took me five years, but I finally got it, and tonight? Tonight, I'm gonna kill The Devil!" Future Dean takes another swig of whiskey, tossing his head right back into the METAL TEETH CHOMP! in the process, and we enter the episode's second commercial break pondering the best-laid plans of mice and stumpy little bow-legged midgets.

Back from the break, Future Dean's called for a processing summit, and those attending include Risa, The Deans, Castarishi Mahesh Baboo, and absolutely no one else, for Chuck is the only other camper allowed to speak during this evening's presentation, and as Chuck pretty much sucks in any and all crisis situations, his presence has been deemed unnecessary. More or less. After a brief bout of additional Wacky Double Dean Hijinks, Future Dean gets down to business: Lucifer and his entourage have ensconced themselves in a nearby city -- unidentifiable to yours truly based on the brief glimpse I got of Future Dean's map -- and the plan, such as it is, involves those present to sneak into Lucifer's sanctuary so Future Dean can shoot Satan in the face with The Fucking Colt That Can Kill Anything Except When It Usually Can't. Castarishi Mahesh Baboo scoffs. "Are you saying my plan is reckless?" Future Dean peeves. "If you don't like 'reckless,'" The Castarishi shrugs, "I could use 'insouciant,' maybe." Hee. Future Dean blows past The Castarishi's amusing insolence to demand, "Are you coming or not?" The Castarishi, of course, will follow anywhere Future Dean leads him, no matter his reservations, though he does wonder why Present Dean's tagging along, what with the overwhelming likelihood of gruesome death for everyone involved in the foolish scheme, but Future Dean simply orders Risa and The Castarishi to be ready to motor at midnight, and sends them on their way.

Once they've left, Present Dean repeats The Castarishi's excellent question, and gets this for an answer: "You'll be fine -- Zach's looking after you, right?" "That's not what I mean," Present Dean squints, and it sure as hell sounded like that's what you meant, but I'll let you continue, just as long as you keep it brief.