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So while Dean calls Cas â€œThe Hamburglar,â€ their conversation is drowned out my Samâ€™s now growing struggle in the bathroom. Heâ€™s got the shakes and is hanging onto the wall for support. Dean tells him itâ€™s time to roll but Sam realizes he has to come clean. He tells Dean he canâ€™t and comes out of the bathroom looking like heâ€™s ready to barf. He canâ€™t go. Dean wants to know what he means. LOOK AT HIM DEAN!!! Canâ€™t you see something isnâ€™t right??? Sam thinks it got to him. He thinks heâ€™s hungry for it. No Sam, you KNOW you are. Dean wants to know what. Sam tells him he knows. â€œDemon blood?â€ Dean asks with irritation. Sam looks down in shame. Dean canâ€™t believe it and gets all huffy again. He turns to Cas and tells him heâ€™s got to beam Sam out of there, like to Montana or anywhere but there. Cas says it wonâ€™t work, the hunger wonâ€™t stop. Yeah, but Iâ€™m willing to bet thereâ€™s a shortage of demons in Montana. In the meantime, Sam is all woozy like heâ€™s going to do a face plant.
Dean wants to know what to do then. â€œYou got cut that bastardâ€™s finger off,â€ Sam says. Dean takes another good look at Sam, and now Samâ€™s predicament is sinking in a little harder. Dean turns to Cas and decides thatâ€™s the plan. â€œBut Dean, before you go, you better lock me down. But good.â€ That last part tinges with desperation. Dean nods in disturbed agreement. Next, Dean handcuffs Sam to the piping of the bathroom sink and tells him to hang in there. â€œBe careful, and hurry,â€ Sam pleads. I actually find this brotherly exchange strange. Dean is concerned, but I donâ€™t think he has a strong idea whatâ€™s happening with Sam or what he could do if he gives into his hunger. Maybe Dean sees it as nothing more than a junkie needing a fix. Sam has every idea, but Iâ€™m curious if Dean thought Sam just needed to control himself and heâ€™d be fine. Deanâ€™s long look at Sam before leaving hints thatâ€™s whatâ€™s going through his head. Maybe Deanâ€™s reaction something to do with that whole being dead inside thing. Whatever it is, he finds out the hard way later.
Castiel easily pushes a large armoire in front of the bathroom door and theyâ€™re off. Right, like thatâ€™s going to hold Sam. He moves such pieces with his mind! Dean and Castiel show up at the coroners and we meet the phantom Marty. Heâ€™s pretty upset, surprised they hadnâ€™t heard. The next victim is none other than the doc himself. It seems he was dry for 20 years and he went home and suddenly drank himself to death. Too bad, I liked that guy. Castiel tries to explain its Famine, but Dean asks for a minute. â€œCrap, I really kind of liked this guy.â€ You see! Castiel puts his hand on the corpse and finds the soul hasnâ€™t been harvested yet. Time for a stake out!
Back to Sammy whoâ€™s on the verge of total meltdown in the bathroom. Heâ€™s heavily panting and the heart pumping sounds are softly ringing in his head. I donâ€™t think Dean and Castiel are hurrying enough. Yes, itâ€™s killing me to see Sam in such agony.
Dean is in the Impala, inconspicuously staking out the outside of the medical clinic. Thereâ€™s a sound of flapping wings and suddenly Castiel is in the passenger seat. He has a bag and pulls out another burger. â€œAre you serious?â€ Dean asks. There you go again Dean. Canâ€™t he tell that whatever Famine is doing, the impulses are uncontrollable? Cas takes a ravenous bite and smiles. â€œThese make me so happy.â€ You know Cas, if youâ€™re happy, so am I. Dean wonders how many thatâ€™s been. He lost count. In the low hundreds. Good thing heâ€™s an angel. You know that makes him the exception to the rule too.
Cas raises a point that weâ€™ve been wondering about for a while now. â€œWhat I donâ€™t understand is, whereâ€™s your hunger Dean?â€ Dean needs an explanation. Everyone in the town is falling victim to Famine except Dean. He seems unaffected. â€œWhen I want a drink, I drink. When I want sex I go get it. Same goes for a sandwich or a fight.â€ Cas asks a great question. â€œSo, youâ€™re saying youâ€™re just well adjusted?â€ â€œGod no,â€ Dean says, which is very much the truth. â€œIâ€™m just well fed.â€ I honestly think Dean believes this right now. Itâ€™s a pretty sound explanation. Cas spots demon in a dark suit and an Escalade. Time to follow. With the Impala. Good thing such a car doesnâ€™t stand out.
Back to Sam, whoâ€™s going bat shit crazy now. Heâ€™s sweating, yelling in frustration and yanking on the cuffs, trying to pull out the sink pipes, but they wonâ€™t give. Wow, theyâ€™re pretty strong considering how strong Sam is. He hears a noise and assumes itâ€™s Dean and Cas. Heâ€™s not taking this as good news. â€œGuys, what happened? I donâ€™t think it worked. I think Iâ€™m stillâ€¦â€ Demons open the door. â€œâ€¦ still hungry.â€ Itâ€™s a she demon and he demon and theyâ€™re just as stupid if not worse than the other guy Sam faced. No wonder Lucifer doesnâ€™t like demons. The woman relishes over how Sam is all â€œtrussed upâ€ and even though the orders are not to kill him, they could break off a few pieces. Hello, dumb bitch??? This is Sam Winchester, the prodigy so powerful he took out Lilith. Youâ€™re going to provoke him when heâ€™s this unhinged? Fine, learn the hard way.
He demon comes over and Sam eyes him like heâ€™s lunch. Stupid idiot breaks the cuffs and Sam within two seconds takes him out with a punch and does a running tackle on she demon right through the glass coffee table. What do you know, the perfect neck slicing weapon. Sam with massive desperation jams a piece of glass into her neck, slices, and goes for his snack like he hasnâ€™t eaten in weeks. Other demon comes out of the bathroom and she demons begs him to get Sam off of her. He tries lifting but ginormo his clinging on tight. Heâ€™s like a wild animal who wonâ€™t let go of his prey.
He demon picks up a coat rack but itâ€™s too late. Sam has what he needs. He lifts himself off she demon, whips out his hand and does one wicked TK toss of he demon across the room knocking him out. Awesome! Thereâ€™s Sammyâ€™s powers! I so missed you! Welcome back! The camera pulls in on Samâ€™s face, which is all bloody and his crazy eyes are in full flare. We then get THE most chilling line of the season. â€œWait your turn.â€ Whoa Sammy! Youâ€™re darkside again. Now thatâ€™s delicious!