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The Hardy Boys In The Sky With Diamonds

So, ANY-way, Bobby's actually sacked out on a motel room's bed, and everything prior to this point was actually a nightmare from which he's apparently incapable of waking, for neither the disturbing content of the dream itself nor the loud entrance of one of the motel's maids rouses Bobby from his deep slumber. In fact, so still does he remain that the instantly rattled maid tiptoes over to his side to jab a hesitant poke at his arm, clearly expecting her finger to bump up against rapidly cooling corpseflesh. Meanwhile...

...The Woman In White's still kicking Dream Bobby's ass, and even starts hammering his head against the floorboards when...

...the maid, increasingly frantic, starts vigorously shaking Real Bobby by the shoulders, yelling at him to wake up, before finally calling out towards the hall, "Help! I need some help in here!" Real Bobby's deceptively placid yet impressively hirsute expression would fall into the METAL TEETH CHOMP!, I'm sure, were the METAL TEETH CHOMP! not getting sick of hacking up hairballs all of the time.

RAAAWWWR! "Eeeeeeeeeeeee!" shrieks Raoul, who I think is still annoyed with me. "Oh, it's not you!" Raoul admits. "It's that silly little Kripke person, thinking I, of all people, would be interested in yet another episode entirely devoted to the psychological workings of those dear boys' minds!" I feel you, my scaly friend, but there's a very nice bludgeoning towards the end, so let's get this moving, shall we? "Absolutely!" Atta boy.

The opening guitar chords of "Long Train Runnin'" by The Doobie Brothers -- get it? -- chug through the blackness that follows the title card, and the lights eventually come up on the interior of some dive, in which Forlorn Sammy is rather uncharacteristically searching for the answers to his many, many woes in the bottom of a bottle, and in a Cleansing Burst Of Synchronicity, Dashing El Deano enters the bar at this precise moment to note the exact same thing about his sad gigantic brother. Thanks, Dean, but I think everyone in the audience already has it handled. Oh, and look at that: the lengthy and mopey conversation that follows covers nothing the audience doesn't already know about Sam's thus-far-ineffectual search for Dean's salvation, so let's skip ahead to the point where Dean's cell phone chirps with a most unexpected phone call. "What?" Dean barks into the receiver. "Where?" And the next thing we know...

...the Impala's tearing off through the night, until Our Intrepid Heroes...

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