And as Raoul toddles off to...wait. Where the hell was I? Oh, yeah: So, Belthazor and Castiel trade a few more remarks of no importance to anyone, and Belthazor's about to snap his fingers and disappear again when suddenly appearing El Deano once more pops up from out of nowhere to flick open his Zippo and ignite a conveniently appearing circle of holy oil around Belthazor's feet. I'd call bullshit on all of this, but as I believe I noted in the previous paragraph, this episode's almost over, so I'm going to let this crappy bit of abject nonsense slide. Long story short, Our Intrepid Heroes threaten to immolate Belthazor with a jug of holy oil (I think) unless the dirtbag angel releases the hold he has on Aaron Birch's soul, because God knows we should all still be caring about that pathetic little assclown so late in this evening's goddamned presentation. Belthazor snipes and sneers and whatnot, but eventually complies. "Why you buying up souls, anyway?" Dean snaps. "Do you have any idea what souls are worth?" Belthazor snaps back. "What power they hold?" No, we don't, actually, so why don't you explain it for us? Oh, what's that? You'd rather keep your simpering mouth shut on the matter while Castiel smothers the circle of flame that surrounds you, thereby allowing you to escape? Well, fuck you too, Belthazor. Castiel decides to flutter away as well with no further explanation, and so Our Intrepid Heroes are left to rage their way alone into this evening's final METAL TEETH CHOMP!
Episode Report CardDemian: B- | 1667 USERS: B+
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