Oh, yes: The Ginormotron Antichrist slinks from his Cold Spring Honeymoon Suite From Hell, completely oblivious to the fact that his stumpy little bow-legged brother lurks in the hallway's shadows. D'OH! Once Psychotic Sammy's disappeared into the elevator, Dashing El Deano surreptitiously sidles into Sam's room to...pounce upon Princess Embolism with The Knife That Can Kill Anything Except When It Usually Can't! DUN! Of course, Dean misses, because if he hadn't, there'd be no plot for the remaining five minutes of the episode, and after Dean tussles with Princess Embolism for a lengthy period of time, Psychotic Sammy quite conveniently leaps back into the room to tussle with Dean for a lengthy period of time, and once The Ginormotron Antichrist finally flips The Stumpy Little Bow-Legged Lamb Of God across the room, we settle into the chatty portion of this dreadfully boring scene, which involves Dimwitted El Deano specifically ignoring Bobby's earlier excellent advice to be nice to his insane crazy person of a little brother, so it ends as well as one would expect. And by that I mean that Dingbat El Deano belittles and insults Psychotic Sammy for approximately sixteen thousand hours before finally closing with, "You're a monster!" while unleashing A Single Manly Tear from his luxuriously lashed left doe eye, so Psychotic Sammy has little choice but to punch that motherfucking tear right off Dean's smug little pouty-lipped face! "VIOLENCE! WANTON ACTS OF UNREPENTANT INTERNECINE VIOLENCE AND GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORE!" I do believe you're getting a little ahead of yourself, friend of friends -- there's nary a drop of gore to be had on Dean's smug little pouty-lipped face. "Rats!" Yet. "Hooray!" Yep, while Dean rises from the floor remarkably unscathed, he promises us much more violence that's certain to leave both of these idiots bloody and bruised when he pulls himself up to his full height (heh) and slams his fist into the METAL TEETH CHOMP! "Oh, that poor dear!" Raoul shrieks, a concerned paw clutching at his nonexistent pearls, and I'm not quite sure I'm following you. "Well, honestly! What did the charming METAL TEETH CHOMP! ever do to him?!" A-ha. No idea, my scaly friend. None.