Orchestral Flourish BLOOD-RED THEN! As you'll recall from, oh, every single episode that's aired this season, Lilith's been trying to break sixty-six seals to free Lucifer from Hell, thereby bringing about The Apocalypse, which incidentally is a word I keep mistyping for some mysterious reason, so I'll be very, very happy when I never have cause to type it again. Meanwhile, back in Season One, the ghost of Burnt Mary materialized in Our Intrepid Heroes' childhood home to rescue their tantalizing derrieres from The Garbage Disposal Demon, and right before she allowed her eternal soul to be immolated by whomever, she whispered, "I'm sorry!" at Deluxe Action Sammy With Super-Special Glow-In-The-Dark Snap-On Hair, likely because -- as we learned much, much later in the series -- she got this whole apocalyptic ball rolling way back on May 2, 1973, when she brokered the family's first deal with The Ceiling Demon in exchange for Sucky John's life. And we all know how well that turned out for everyone involved. Yeesh. In any event, we're also reminded of the fact that Wee Sam never wanted to be a freak right before My Sweet Baboo warns Dashing El Deano just how much of a freak his gigantic younger brother has become, and after a brief montage of Crazy Sammy's season-long corpse-sucking ways -- including a glimpse of everyone's favorite loveable, furry old Prophet Of The Lord, just so we don't forget about him before the finale -- we at long last arrive at last week's closing image, with Dean and Bobby imprisoning Crazy Sammy in The Super-Awesome Panic Room Of Super Awesomeness to detox from all of the demonically enhanced blood he's been sucking out of Princess Embolism's corpse arm, and I do hope you followed all of that, because now's the time when you must shut the hell up for the...

...Slashy, Slashy NOW! The camera pulls down from the slowly spinning exhaust fan atop The Super-Awesome Panic Room Of Super Awesomeness before cutting to a grubby-looking Crazy Sammy, who glances up at the few stray beams of sunlight filtering through the fan's devil's trap until Dean's hand unlatches and opens the peep-hole in the door. "Let me out!" Crazy Sammy immediately demands, adding, "This is not funny!" "Damn straight," Dean replies, and was that a slur, missy? "I think it was!" shrieks Raoul The Big Gay Supernatural Dragon, trying to be helpful, and you know I appreciate the effort, my scaly friend, but I was kidding with that. "Oh, I am ashamed!" Raoul shrieks again, blushing furiously and thoroughly embarrassed by his all-too-hasty jump to conclusions, and I wouldn't worry about it, Raoul. "Really?!" Yes. In fact, you should probably just ease yourself back on your overstuffed armchair and settle yourself in for a very lengthy wait for the good stuff this evening, because if I'm remembering the episode correctly, the first two-thirds are awfully chatty. "Poop!" Raoul pouts, for he'd had more than enough of the chatty last week. "I did indeed!" he shrieks agreeably. "Perhaps a flagon or two is in order!?" Knock yourself out, kiddo. "Wheeeee!"