â€œI bet this is a real big moment for you big boy. Itâ€™ll make you feel all better.â€ Sam thinks itâ€™s a start. Nope, nothing is fixing that giant chasm inside you Sam. â€œGonna make up for all the times that we yanked your chain. Yellow eyes, Ruby, me. It wasnâ€™t all our fault was it, no, no, no, no, no. Youâ€™re the one who trusted us. Youâ€™re the one that let us into your life, let us whisper in your ear over and over and over again. Ever wonder why that is Sammy? Ever wonder why we were so in your blind spot? Maybe itâ€™s because weâ€™ve got the same stuff in our veins and deep down you know youâ€™re just like us.â€ So Brady, realizing Sam isnâ€™t flinching or getting fighting mad, charges after Sam with a big yell. Sam slices him a couple of times and has him against the wall but Sam doesnâ€™t kill him. Dean watches this with curiosity because heâ€™s interested how Sam has done restraint so far.
Now itâ€™s Brady whoâ€™s raging. â€œMaybe you hate us so much because you hate what you see every time you look in the mirror, you ever think of that? Maybe the only difference between you and a demon is your Hell is right here.â€ Yep, that does it. Sam swings out the arm and plunges the knife in Bradyâ€™s chest. He sizzles out while Sam coldly watches him go. Then he pulls out the knife and Brady slumps to the ground. Yikes!
Then this scene gets even creepier! Sam looks at Brady like nothing has happened and says like heâ€™s just had a discussion about the economy, â€œInteresting theory.â€ Over to Dean whoâ€™s pretty disturbed. I wonder if thereâ€™s more to that comment than meets the eye, like maybe Sam has figured out a way to control Lucifer too. Who knows? Sam calmly walks past Dean and down the alley like nothing has happened. Of course with this kill, Samâ€™s acting EXACTLY like Lucifer has so far, especially last episode. Cold, calculated, unmerciful, and it all ends without remorse. So not our Sammy. Or maybe this is the new Sammy. Hold me. I think Dean needs to be held too.
Oh, thereâ€™s some time left. You think weâ€™re in for some warm fuzzies now? Everyone group hugs and itâ€™s all better? Right. You know this show, and we definitely know Edlund. Bobby is on the phone with Rufus. There are nasty omens, but none of its â€œdeath with a capital D.â€ Instead of Bobby now telling Rufus to suck dirt and die, heâ€™s telling him to watch his ass. I guess they buried the hatchet due to the whole end of the world thing. Suddenly behind across the room is Crowley. Hmm, what does he want? â€œChin up, cavalryâ€™s arrived.â€ Bobby pulls out his old gun, like thatâ€™s going to hurt Crowley.
â€œCharming, that wonâ€™t work on me.â€ Oh, so Bobby doesnâ€™t know heâ€™s a demon. He introduces himself as Crowley. Bobbyâ€™s heard of him. â€œIn the flesh, of a moderately successful literary agent out of New York.â€ Bobby doesnâ€™t want to hear it and shoots anyway! Crowley realizes Bobby has heard of him and then complains that he likes that suit. Bobby asks what he wants. Why looking out for Crowley of course. Bobby still wants to know what that means. Crowley tells him â€œthe boysâ€ are after ring #3 but they still need #4. Heâ€™s there to help. Bobby puts down the gun and rolls forward.
â€œYou know where Death is,â€ Bobby asks stunned. Crowley looks at him honestly. â€œNo, havenâ€™t the foggiest.â€ So Bobby grabs his shotgun. â€œThen get the hell off my property or I blast you so full of rock salt you crap margaritas.â€ Well thereâ€™s the line of the night! Crowley calls Bobby unfriendly since he can have Deathâ€™s location before he goes for another load. â€œYou going to chat some demons up and hope they donâ€™t recognize you?â€ â€œGod no,â€ Crowley answers. â€œThat could get me killed.â€ There is a little spell that he knows though, one thatâ€™s 100 percent guaranteed.
Bobby wants to know why Crowley is then â€œsnake oilingâ€ him. Crowley calls it embarrassing for thereâ€™s this technicality. He needs a little something to get the magic going. Bobby wants to know what that is for he knows a catch is coming. â€œYou make a wish. I can give you anything you want mate, up to and including Deathâ€™s coordinates. All I need is...â€ â€œMy soul,â€ Bobby says. He knew it! â€œIâ€™ve done more with less. Letâ€™s just say when theyâ€™re getting their Grammys they shouldnâ€™t all be thanking God.â€ Given the acts that win Grammys, I so believe that (Iâ€™m talking to you Jethro Tull). Crowley assures Bobby itâ€™s worth it and tells him to think. Bobby does and says okay. â€œHereâ€™s my counter.â€ He then shoots Crowley with the rock salt! Yeah, Bobby doesnâ€™t like being forced into deals. Crowley falls backward and yells â€œOw! Bloody Hell.â€ What a diva.
Bobby tries to go for the desk but Crowley is suddenly there calling him feisty. He should have known that when he visited! Bobby grabs the gun and tells him to get out. Crowley promises to give it back and Bobby asks if he thinks heâ€™s a â€œnatural born idgit.â€ He acknowledges Bobby has the right to be suspicious, but heâ€™s his ally. â€œEnemy of my enemy and all that. I need The Devil back in his stock. In fact, my delicate ass depends on it.â€ Now Bobby is starting to believe him. You see, it wasnâ€™t just Dean! â€œI promise you, temporary loan. Iâ€™ll give it right back.â€ Bobby considers and cue credits.
So, hands up for those that think he says yes? Sorry, I should go the other way. Thatâ€™s making too many people put in some effort. If anyone doesnâ€™t think so, speak up! Hey, I hear those crickets chirping. Thatâ€™s a wrap on another wise good episode that primarily exists to setup the final showdown to come. Now I want to see some Castiel! I wonâ€™t ask twice.