Sam says, "Wes, we know, so tell us the truth." I'm too tired to pick on that line the way it deserves. Hope listens in from the kitchen as Wes explains that his grandfather found the coin in North Africa, in WWII. He said it was a real wish granting coin and that no one should ever use it. His grandfather was all he had, and after his death, Wes decided to try... go against his grandfather's wishes. He and Sam should get along just fine. Sam says, "Yeah, well now you're going to wish it back." In the kitchen, Hope catches her breath. Wes refuses to comply at first. Dean says, "If you don't stop it, something bad's going to happen." Sam adds, "Something bad, like us." Shouldn't that be Dean's line? Sam really isn't the same guy. Wes looks at them all like make me, so Dean discretely shows him his gun. "We really wish you'd come with us."

From the backseat of Metallicar, Wes slumps like a pouty teenager as he tries to rationalize his actions, but Sam and Dean aren't having any of it. I'm not quoting them though, because I'm mad at them. Although they condemn Wes for making the wish, and correctly assess that his relationship with Hope is "dysfunctional," there's never a thought for the reality of what's happening to this woman. She's been brainwashed into thinking she loves this guy. It's all discussed from the point of view that it's going south -- with nary a thought to the fact that it was wrong from the get-go. By the way Raimi (and I understand he's a Supernatural fan who sought a guest appearance) is fabulous in this episode. He makes it difficult to dislike Wes, but I'm wearing my resolve face. The car hits something in the road, but the guys can't see anything. As Metallicar drives off, we see nekkid Malachi. Again. Ugh. We won't get into the gender issues in that plotline, but they're also a mess. The boys give Wes their fatalistic worldview: you're not supposed to get what you want. That's sort of depressing, boys. Have you considered taking an SSRI? Wes counters that it's easy for good looking "jerks" like them (which I enjoy a little too much on account of my still being miffed at them), because women look at them. There's more fatalism: People are the miserable bastards they are because they never get what they want, but if they got what they wanted, they'd end up crazy. Dean says, "Take a look at Michael Jackson. Or Hasselhoff." Let's see -- Duchovny, Jackson, Hasselhoff. Kripke and Edlund are lucky only 47 of us watch this show (and that includes Raoul) or he'd be making some Hollywood enemies.