{"id":81875,"date":"2014-04-13T08:03:37","date_gmt":"2014-04-13T12:03:37","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=81875"},"modified":"2025-09-23T11:52:36","modified_gmt":"2025-09-23T15:52:36","slug":"supernatural-season-1-episode-15-the-benders","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=81875","title":{"rendered":"<i>Supernatural<\/i>: Season 1, Episode 15: &#8220;The Benders&#8221;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b68.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b68.jpg\" alt=\"b68\" width=\"850\" height=\"476\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82030\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b68.jpg 850w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b68-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b68-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b68-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 850px) 100vw, 850px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\n<i>Directed by Peter Ellis<br \/>\nWritten by John Shiban<\/i><\/p>\n<p>When we first met Dean Winchester in the pilot, he was cocky, brash, and bossy.  Other shadings came in pretty quick, once Ackles settled into the role, once they moved to Vancouver, once the show was picked up, and on and on.  The character had a pretty steep curve, if you compare what we see in Episode 3 to what we saw in the pilot. Sam&#8217;s transformation was not quite as radical (his transformation would come later).  Sometimes it&#8217;s hard to remember how these characters presented themselves to us in Season 1, because so much has happened since then.  We&#8217;re 9 seasons in now.  But part of the fun of doing Season 1 re-caps, all as Season 9 is unfolding, is to &#8220;go back&#8221; and remember what it was like to see it all for the first time, what it was like to be in the dark about these guys, watching other elements\/shadings appear.  The show had great flexibility, and it utilized it early on. The backstory was sketched in <i>just enough<\/i> to be properly ambiguous, so that we could re-visit it, and learn more about it. Even the teaser to the pilot, which seemed so explicit in &#8220;what happened&#8221;, was later up-ended and turned inside out, as we slowly figured out what was REALLY going on in that nursery.  But for me, the fun of these re-caps is to try to forget that I know what&#8217;s coming. Not always easy.  But certainly worthwhile, because it is then that you can really see how well the writers and the creative team and the actors set up all the themes and motifs &#8211; EARLY &#8211; themes\/motifs which are still paying dividends in Season 9.  I mean, hell, we got a flashback episode in Season 9 about Dean&#8217;s teenage years, and you would think we had already learned everything we needed to learn, but nope.  There are still some intriguing blanks.   <\/p>\n<p>But erasing everything we eventually learn, and erasing how we have settled in with this guy by now, Episode 15 of Season 1, &#8220;Benders,&#8221; is a revelation.  <\/p>\n<p>\n<!--more--><\/p>\n<p>\nIt&#8217;s a revelation because it is yet another moment in the slow-reveal striptease of Dean Winchester&#8217;s inner life, an admission of his motivations and not only that, his feelings about said motivations. Basically, <i>where this guy is coming from<\/i>. The brothers are men now.  They haven&#8217;t &#8220;worked together&#8221; as men before.  Sam left for college at age 18, which would put Dean at 22.  Before that point, Sam was a teenager, Dean the older brother, and before that, they were both children. Dad was always there, focusing them, training them, dragging them around.  But now Dad is missing, and they are grown men, in the Impala together.  Everything is new. It&#8217;s important to keep that in mind.  Dad&#8217;s presence would have inhibited the brothers from creating a real and open relationship. He would always be intervening, correcting, adjusting. It&#8217;s hard to picture the two of them goofing off in Dad&#8217;s presence, or getting into a fight. Dad would have stepped in and said, &#8220;Knock it off&#8221; and they would have obeyed.  So now they are out on a limb, without Dad. Their dynamic is changing in ways they can&#8217;t understand yet.  Dad is more powerful in his absence, almost, than in his presence.  <\/p>\n<p>Dean&#8217;s natural tendency, it feels like a moral imperative, is to fill Dad&#8217;s shoes. It&#8217;s an eldest son thing, and it&#8217;s also a codependent thing.  If Dean isn&#8217;t running the show, then what the hell is his entire personality? Who the hell is he? Sam and Dean have already butted heads, multiple times, when Dean tries to set the tone, or steer the ship. Sam reminds him that he is an equal player, he&#8217;s not &#8220;Sammy&#8221; anymore, he&#8217;s &#8220;Sam&#8221;, a grown man. The show will revisit this territory constantly.<\/p>\n<p>How unstable Dean is is not quite clear at this stage of the game. We got a glimpse in &#8220;Scarecrow,&#8221; we got a huge glimpse in &#8220;Skin,&#8221; &#8220;Home,&#8221; but he&#8217;s not telling us his secrets yet. All of this is complicated (beautifully) by how appealing Ackles is an actor. Everyone gives him the benefit of the doubt. Everyone makes excuses for him. It&#8217;s part of what he&#8217;s doing with the character, it&#8217;s part of the sucker-punch of Dean Winchester. <\/p>\n<p>The dynamic is also complicated because Dean refuses to be a victim, he refuses to indulge in self-pity, and he refuses to get all mushy-mushy in emotional conversations.  It&#8217;s how stars are made, being able to put all of that together. What the hell else do you think Gary Cooper was doing in his roles? Or John Wayne? It&#8217;s why someone like Humphrey Bogart was such a compelling leading man (and an unexpected one: the man was short, balding, and had a lisp. But he had such power onscreen, and one of his powers was the <i>power of withholding<\/i>. He held back, he doesn&#8217;t &#8220;show us all.&#8221;)  If Dean Winchester &#8220;showed us all&#8221; the show would have been over quick. There would be no tension. There would be no deep unresolved issues, no schisms in personality. We need those things to remain interested, to continue. <\/p>\n<p>One can certainly say that all that stiff-upper-lip stuff is damaging to him. One can also say that the tough-guy-stuff is a pose. I happen to not agree, not entirely, but it&#8217;s certainly an argument. I see every part of Dean Winchester &#8211; the tough stuff, the bravery, the cockiness, the arrogance &#8211; and then the other stuff he is not quite in control of, his sexualization of most moments, his flirtatiousness in situations where it is not warranted, swaggering his cock around (metaphorically &#8211; or, hell, probably literally on occasion) as a diversionary tactic &#8211; is all part of how he survived.  He NEEDS those things. Until \u2026 he doesn&#8217;t need them anymore, until \u2026 these things start to kill him (which is what is happening now in Season 9).  <\/p>\n<p>There&#8217;s that metaphor about relationships being like a dance step. When the couple is in sync, dancing the same dance, there is nothing more beautiful to experience. But when one person changes the dance step, the partner either has to adjust or stop dancing. Marriages fall apart when one partner changes the dance step (&#8220;The kids are grown, I want to go back to work&#8221; or &#8220;I&#8217;m sick of my high-pressure job, let&#8217;s sell everything, and move to a cabin in the Ozarks&#8221;). The reaction is often: &#8220;Wait a second. I thought we had an understanding here. I thought we were in agreement.&#8221; Sam, in Season 9, has changed the dance step. It&#8217;s no longer working. Sam is rising in strength and cohesion and Dean is disintegrating.  That&#8217;s what happens when a dance step that one person thought was set in stone is changed.  <\/p>\n<p>See, it&#8217;s difficult to not look ahead!  But I blame &#8220;Benders,&#8221; and re-watching it in preparation for this re-cap.  Because what we see in &#8220;Benders&#8221; is Dean&#8217;s clear statement of how he understands the dance step with his brother. We may have guessed, and it&#8217;s certainly been implied and suggested, but we have never heard it from him so clearly and so vulnerably. Again, there&#8217;s that thing of giving Dean the benefit of the doubt, making excuses for him, because he is such an appealing human.  Nothing wrong with that.  But &#8220;Benders&#8221; looks very different when seen in the context of Season 9.  And Dean&#8217;s understanding of the dance step, and the role he has taken on for himself (first, given to him by his Dad, and then owned by him outright, all on his own) is the very thing that has ruined his relationship with Sam. <\/p>\n<p>And THIS is why <i>Supernatural<\/i> is such a good show.  Because these very subtle and emotional thru-lines TRACK.  There are times when it can get repetitious, and you can wonder why nobody is moving forward, or why we are dealing with the same ol&#8217; same ol&#8217; thing again. That&#8217;s gonna happen in a series that lasts as long as <i>Supernatural<\/i>. They don&#8217;t always get it right. They spin their wheels sometimes. It happens. But one of the reasons Season 9 has been so satisfying for me, personally, is that schism in Dean Winchester, the brokenness, (the qualities that also makes him beautiful &#8211; his caretaking instinct, his willingness to do the dirty work, his selflessness) &#8211; is now coming back to kill him.  And that I know from my own life. I know it so well. It&#8217;s existential, it&#8217;s &#8220;why am I here,&#8221; it&#8217;s &#8220;am I worth being saved&#8221;, it&#8217;s all of the questions which come up during moments of crisis that can either help bury you or help redeem you. <\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ll be honest: on my first viewing of &#8220;Benders,&#8221; before I watched the rest of the series, I wasn&#8217;t crazy about it. I didn&#8217;t like that there were no monsters, that they were &#8220;just people&#8221;. It felt like an episode of <i>Criminal Minds<\/i> (and I love that show, nothing against it).  I felt that the hillbilly family was way over-the-top in stereotyping, and I was frustrated that the Arc was somehow not even mentioned.  The Arc of &#8220;where is Dad.&#8221; I wasn&#8217;t seeing it in its metaphorical power. It felt like filler, but filler from another show. Obviously I was very wrong, and how wrong I was is only obvious to me once I watched the entire series, and then went back to re-visit &#8220;Benders&#8221;.  <\/p>\n<p>When Dean opens up to the deputy sheriff about what he sees as his role in life (looking out for Sam), there are no games, no cover-up, no bossypants behavior. Suddenly, we see beneath the veil. And what we see behind there is soft, bruised, pliable, and vulnerable. Up until now, we have seen Dean in the context of his relationship with Sam. And he&#8217;s not going to talk to Sam in this way. Sam needs him to be strong, certain, and, yes, bossy. It&#8217;s Dean&#8217;s side of the dance step.  The only person we&#8217;ve seen Dean with, outside of that context, is with Cassie.  And they don&#8217;t talk about Sam at all, they talk about their feelings.  And racist monster trucks. You know, like any totally normal relationship.<\/p>\n<p>Bread crumbs dropped along the way:<br \/>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=75663\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">Pilot:<\/a> In the confrontation by the Impala in the pilot, Dean says, \u201cI can\u2019t do this alone.\u201d Sam says, \u201cYes, you can.\u201d And Dean replies, \u201cYeah. Well, I don\u2019t want to.\u201d<br \/>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=76111\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">&#8220;Wendigo&#8221;<\/a>: Dean&#8217;s soft open reaction to Haley&#8217;s concern for her missing brother. It&#8217;s subtextual what he&#8217;s doing there, except for his one line to her, &#8220;I think I know how you feel&#8221;, but it gives us a &#8220;way in&#8221; (and with Dean, it&#8217;s hard for a &#8220;way in&#8221; because his language is often surface-level bossy pants stuff.)<br \/>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=76384\" target=\"blank\" rel=\"noopener\">&#8220;Dead in the Water&#8221;<\/a>: A huge bread-crumb, suggesting the level of trauma under which Dean operates. Dean tells Lucas about his mom, and how his mom would want him to &#8220;be brave&#8221;. Dean admits how scared he was when he was a kid. Sam&#8217;s role here is to look on, in growing understanding, at who his big brother is. You realize how they have never talked about ANY of this.<br \/>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=76842\" target=\"blank\" rel=\"noopener\">&#8220;Phantom Traveler&#8221;<\/a>: Dean is afraid of flying, which can be seen as another bread crumb leading into the forest of his psychology. But that&#8217;s about it, in this episode. There are other concerns here, having to do with Dad being missing. &#8220;Dean can help,&#8221; says Dad&#8217;s new outgoing message.<br \/>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=77298\" target=\"blank\" rel=\"noopener\">&#8220;Bloody Mary&#8221;<\/a>: Sam&#8217;s Arc starts to rise. Secrets. Sam admits to Dean he has a secret, a secret he won&#8217;t share. Dean&#8217;s reaction is completely inappropriate. His world starts to shatter a bit, when he starts to feel Sam&#8217;s separate-ness from him. Huge clue. We can certainly see why Dean is this way, but it doesn&#8217;t make him any less annoying. You start to feel that \u2026 he has some serious problems.<br \/>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=77642\" target=\"blank\" rel=\"noopener\">&#8220;Skin&#8221;<\/a>: Essential bread crumb. Through the self-pitying monologues of the shape-shifter, we get a sense of Dean&#8217;s feelings of abandonment when his brother went to college. Best of all, though, we aren&#8217;t sure if it&#8217;s true, because it wasn&#8217;t actually Dean saying it.  But the show trucks in that kind of ambiguity.<br \/>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=78086\" target=\"blank\" rel=\"noopener\">&#8220;Hook Man&#8221;<\/a>: Kind of a filler episode, a bit stock, except for the masterpiece of editing that is the final scene (which is nearly wordless). Dean&#8217;s focus on Sam through the rear-view mirror, his worry, his sadness, his empathy towards what Sam is giving up. Dean is totally Sam-focused.<br \/>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=78564\" target=\"blank\" rel=\"noopener\">&#8220;Bugs&#8221;<\/a>: The episode featuring the shortest night in human history. It lasted only 10 minutes! Well, whatever, the argument between the brothers about how to interpret their childhood and how to interpret Dad&#8217;s parenting is a running theme. Sam seems logical and grown-up, Dean seems childish and resistant, also not all that bright. Dean needs to feel his childhood was not all that bad, and he needs Sam to be in sync with him. The dance step is changing, Sam is changing it, and Dean hates it.<br \/>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=78978\" target=\"blank\" rel=\"noopener\">&#8220;Home&#8221;<\/a>: Putting out an SOS call to Dad, in tears. Key. So much about this episode is key: Dean&#8217;s growing anxiety, his inability to hide it, his fear of what is happening to his brother.<br \/>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=79486\" target=\"blank\" rel=\"noopener\">&#8220;Asylum&#8221;<\/a>: The confrontation between a possessed Sam and his brother near the end of the episode is a huge bread crumb: Sam&#8217;s awareness of being bossed around, his bucking against Dean&#8217;s authority, and Dean&#8217;s willingness to do what it takes to get the job done. But it makes you wonder: if the conflict between the brothers ever comes out into the open, for real, without a Monster to blame it on (&#8220;It was the shape-shifter\/Mad Doctor talking, not me!&#8221;), what the hell is gonna happen? Hugely unstable relationship.<br \/>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=80141\" target=\"blank\" rel=\"noopener\">&#8220;Scarecrow&#8221;<\/a>: The conflict explodes. Sam finally rebels against Dean&#8217;s bossiness. Dean is so shocked you could knock him over with a feather, which speaks to his lack of self-awareness at this stage of the game. Dude, you should have seen it coming.<br \/>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=80676\" target=\"blank\" rel=\"noopener\">&#8220;Faith&#8221;<\/a>: We see Dean facing death in a kind of careless over-it way. It&#8217;s his time, it&#8217;s a dangerous gig, what are ya gonna do. A glimpse of his sense of self-worth (or lack thereof). Sam has to fight FOR him because Dean can&#8217;t do it himself. By the end of the episode, through the encounter with Layla, that dynamic has shifted just a little bit.<br \/>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=81001\" target=\"blank\" rel=\"noopener\">&#8220;Route 666&#8221;<\/a>: PantsFeelings and Pillow Talk. Like &#8220;Dead in the Water,&#8221; what this episode does is see Dean through Sam&#8217;s eyes, we see how much Sam has under-estimated Dean, or labeled him, or made assumptions. Dean is full of surprises, the main one being vulnerability. That&#8217;s what that episode is about.<br \/>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=81262\" target=\"blank\" rel=\"noopener\">&#8220;Nightmare&#8221;<\/a>: Sam&#8217;s Arc taking over again, and so we see how unstable Dean gets when Sam starts moving into areas he doesn&#8217;t understand. No one could fault Dean for worrying about Sam. If you have siblings you&#8217;re close to, you know how much brain-space they can take up, especially if one of them is in trouble. I think my own siblings in 2012 were out of their minds with worry about me, and spent a lot of time with one another talking about me. It&#8217;s embarrassing to be &#8220;the one&#8221; everyone is worried about, but that&#8217;s how families operate.  &#8220;Nightmare&#8221; is complex, though: Dean promises Sam nothing will happen to him as long as he&#8217;s around.  You wonder though: what price has this guy paid for his devotion to his family? <\/p>\n<p>And then we come to &#8220;Benders&#8221;. Like I said, it&#8217;s helpful to remember how what we&#8217;ve seen in &#8220;Benders&#8221; hasn&#8217;t been seen before. Or it&#8217;s helpful to me, since I wasn&#8217;t a fan of the episode originally.<\/p>\n<p>The whole thing is about family. Even the hillbilly stereotyping (which makes <i>Deliverance<\/i> look subtle) makes sense if you look at it in terms of a metaphor of the ugliness beneath the surface in so many families, of the way roles are set up, of the way a &#8220;family business&#8221; (in this case, hunting) can be twisted into something grotesque. Everyone in &#8220;Benders&#8221; has family problems. Everyone in &#8220;Benders&#8221; is trying to get back to a time when things were simple, when their family was together. But dark things are afoot, dance steps are changing, and everyone starts to fall apart.   The Bender family is horrifying, a closed system. The siblings in that family all have their roles and they play them with gusto, especially when in the presence of outsiders. The family unit MUST be protected. It&#8217;s not difficult to see the correlation with the Winchesters. We have seen 14 episodes where Dean and Sam try to find their father. John Winchester remains a bit of a mystery. We get that he raised his sons in a certain way, and we get that Sam fled the first second he saw his opening. We also get that Dean saw that as a betrayal. It&#8217;s the Prism theory of Storytelling that I keep going on about. The next episode after &#8220;Benders&#8221; is &#8220;Shadow,&#8221; when Dad finally re-enters the picture. That&#8217;s a whole other ball of wax. FINALLY we see the three men in the same place at the same time, and it is incredibly revealing. And then two episodes later, we get &#8220;Something Wicked,&#8221; an essential episode giving us our first flashback to Sam and Dean as kids. We&#8217;ll never see their childhood the same way again. Up until that point, we&#8217;ve had competing viewpoints, Sam&#8217;s, Dean&#8217;s, and then Dad&#8217;s \u2026 but &#8220;Something Wicked&#8221; feels more objective: <i>Here is how it was.<\/i> Even though it&#8217;s Dean&#8217;s memory, there&#8217;s something rock-solid about that piece of the puzzle.  It changes everything. <\/p>\n<p>It changed my relationship to Dean, too. Like I said, the show wants you to give him the benefit of the doubt. He is such an appealing character and Jensen Ackles is so appealing. The show wants us to feel safe when he&#8217;s around, to take his word for it that he will take care of things, and the show wants us to revel in his casual manly heroism. But it ALSO wants to implicate us in that. It ALSO wants us to realize what we have been supporting, that what we admire in him is the thing that is most hurting him.  <i>Supernatural<\/i> is AWESOME at implicating its own audience.  So yeah, I was taken with the Han Solo aspect of Dean, I love characters like that, they have a long tradition in cinema and I love them. &#8220;Something Wicked&#8221; showed me something else, and from that point on, I stopped taking Dean&#8217;s word for it about his childhood. I stopped trusting his interpretation, in other words. The show let me KNOW him a little bit better, and let me in on his secrets, let me see what he was hiding (the abuse, the shame, the scars) \u2026 stuff he would never acknowledge outright.  It creates a beautiful tension which still exists now. Secrets\/unresolved stuff like that is one of the reasons why the character is such a huge HOOK. Drama is not made up of beautifully resolved and open people being all loving and open with their deep trauma issues. Drama is made up of deeply unresolved people doing the best they can with shit they barely understand. <\/p>\n<p>Creator Eric Kripke said that <i>Supernatural<\/i> wasn&#8217;t really about monsters. If he had to boil it down, he would say that the theme is &#8220;Family is hell.&#8221; &#8220;Benders&#8221; makes that explicit with a family of people who are, quite literally, monsters, albeit of the human variety. We could judge them, and, of course, we do. Please stop putting people in cages. And brush your teeth once a decade. Kthxbai. But &#8220;Benders&#8221; is asking us to make the connections with the Winchesters. It isn&#8217;t doing so obviously, but it is pleading with us to fill in all those glorious blanks. &#8220;Like my father and my father before him \u2026&#8221; says the brown-toothed patriarch. We remember Dean&#8217;s urgent monologue to Sam in &#8220;Wendigo&#8221;, where he says &#8220;pick up where Dad left off \u2026 the family business \u2026&#8221;  It&#8217;s not so much that the Benders represent where the Winchesters could go if they went off the rails. It&#8217;s that the Winchesters are already off the rails. The things they kill may not be human, but killing is killing, and organizing your family around the shared experience of Murder is, how you Americans say, totally fucked up. <\/p>\n<p>It is eloquent that it is Sam who is abducted and imprisoned in that cage in the barn. You would think it would be Dean, because Dean is usually more susceptible to attacks, he just walks around like he &#8220;has it coming&#8221;. But if you think about it in terms of how the Winchester family set itself up: Sam felt trapped, and had some Outside Eye on his own situation (the Outside Eye that Dean totally lacks, part and parcel of PTSD).  Sam looked around at his own family, and thought, &#8220;This is messed UP.&#8221; He dug up graves, and stabbed monsters, and then packed his backpack to go to school, and he had some awareness that everything was screwed up and maybe he could choose something else for himself. His experience could be seen as being locked up in a cage by his protective father and brother. (I don&#8217;t think &#8220;Benders&#8221; is straight metaphor, but it works on that level.)  And John Winchester is the patriarch, setting the tone, and probably chopping up bodies in the motel room bathroom in order for easy disposal, similar to the horrifying scene where we see the guy sawing up the body in the sink.  Sam and Dean would have been watching cartoons in the next room, as Dad sawed up a werewolf in the sink, and they wouldn&#8217;t have thought any of it was weird. The little girl in the Bender family is perhaps the scariest one of all of them, and tragic as well. She is a child, and should be innocent, but she isn&#8217;t. She is part of that family too. She accepts it without question and does what needs to be done. She is violent, protective, and ferocious. She also knows how to use people&#8217;s perceptions of her (Little girl = sweet = innocent = guileless = cute) to her advantage. She is Dean. Dean was like that by the time he was 12. So of course she would then be told to watch over Dean, which she does, waving a knife around in front of his face, glorying in her power over him. He would have done the same thing when he was a child.  <\/p>\n<p>We&#8217;ve already talked a lot about Nature\/Nurture. The show seems to demand it. You cannot blame a child for crafting its personality accordingly in order to survive abuse. The child is the victim. The child cannot be blamed for trying to survive, trying to please its parent. That little girl is a monster, but she was turned into one by growing up in the closed system of her family. Phone call for Dean Winchester. <\/p>\n<p>We get two journeys in &#8220;Benders&#8221;: Sam imprisoned, doing his best to figure out the situation, and escape, and then Dean, out there in the world, trying to get his brother back. The separation in &#8220;Scarecrow&#8221; was because Sam walked away. It was awful for Dean, but he also came to the realization that Sam needs to live his own life. A huge concession. But having Sam snatched out from under him, vanished into the ether \u2026 it&#8217;s the worst possible thing that can happen, and for the first time, we see how Dean sees his role. And how his whole life depends on that role. And if Sam does vanish, it means Dean has failed. Even if Dean could never have prevented Sam&#8217;s vanishing (and he couldn&#8217;t have) \u2026 it doesn&#8217;t matter. Dean&#8217;s role is not graded on a curve, and there aren&#8217;t actually even separate grades at all. You don&#8217;t get a B+ in protecting Sam. It is strictly Pass-Fail.  <\/p>\n<p>And we are moving into another Arc with the next episode, the return of Dad. &#8220;Benders&#8221; makes sure we remember the stakes before we start on into that hot mess. <\/p>\n<p><big>1st scene<\/big><br \/>\n<i>Hibbing, Minnesota<\/i><\/p>\n<p>The little Bender girl isn&#8217;t the only Dean stand-in in the episode. We meet another one, in Evan (Ryan Drescher), a little boy, sitting up late at night, watching a <i>Godzilla<\/i> movie on late-night television, with little plastic monsters on his windowsill. (Speaking of Godzilla, <a href=\"http:\/\/microbrewreviews.blogspot.com\/2014\/04\/happy-60th-anniverary-big-guy.html\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">yesterday was his 60th anniversary<\/a>. In other words, it was Godzilla&#8217;s anniversary on the day I wrote this post. I love it when that happens.)<\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b2.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b2.jpg\" alt=\"b2\" width=\"847\" height=\"474\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82051\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b2.jpg 847w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b2-100x55.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b2-200x111.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b2-400x223.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 847px) 100vw, 847px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nA blue neon &#8220;Tavern&#8221; light is outside the apartment window. In a road-trip show such as <i>Supernatural<\/i>, they could have gone &#8220;generic&#8221; with the worlds they stepped into (and actually the show has gone more in that direction in later seasons, which is a bummer). You know, generic meaning all of America seen as immaculate homogenized suburbia. Everyone lives in a nice little ranch house with a lawn, blah blah. In the early seasons, the show made it a point to take us off the beaten track, both atmospherically and economically. <i>Supernatural<\/i> takes place in a world full of country roads, one-pump gas stations, ramshackle biker bars, junk yards, and cheese-ball motel rooms. It is an America made up of spare parts, and duct-taped together. It is not brand-name America. It is unique, hardy, eccentric. Like the music the guys listen to, metal and classic rock. This shit was built to LAST. It&#8217;s an America not often shown in prime-time television, and reality shows that take place in this particular America are usually set up as Freak Shows.  Mockery being the main proponent. <i>Supernatural<\/i> loves off-the-beaten-track, and loves the weirdo eccentricities of America, and gives us blue-collar heroes who maneuver in a very different world than the health-conscious politically-correct bottled-water-drinking enclaves on both coasts. They&#8217;re from what people on the coasts refer to condescendingly as &#8220;flyover country&#8221;, and they&#8217;re damn proud of it. You don&#8217;t <em>fly over<\/em> this great country. You drive through it. See how homogenous it looks THEN. <\/p>\n<p>Evan and his mom clearly live in what is probably a one-bedroom apartment, right above a tavern. I bet Mom sleeps on the pull-out couch in the main room and lets Evan have his own room. We see a glimpse of the apartment later. It is tiny, cluttered, and a total mess. There is no Dad in the picture (at least, he&#8217;s not shown in the scene, but I think it&#8217;s understood that he doesn&#8217;t exist at all). Evan stays up late, by himself, watching scary moves, all as the blue Tavern light gleams right outside his window. These are visual cues. We see so much homogenous shit on television, or when we see low-income environments, it&#8217;s patronizing. Here, it&#8217;s barely even acknowledged, except visually. But it&#8217;s part of the world of <i>Supernatural<\/i>. Dean and Sam grew up rough, grew up on fast food, and grew up on scary movies watched when Dad was out of the room. They&#8217;re Generation X. They grew up not wearing seat belts, or bike helmets. They grew up without Internet. They grew up playing on blacktop playgrounds where they could fall and bust their head open, no padded-ground playgrounds for them. They grew up during the dying gasps of the Cold War. They learned about porn and women&#8217;s bodies by sneaking peeks at Dad&#8217;s <i>Playboy<\/i>. (They also grew up slinging shot guns and killing ghosts, but besides that anomaly \u2026) They were probably AGOG when they were invited over a friend&#8217;s house (the one or two times it happened) and saw the nice clean living room and the refrigerator filled with food. No wonder Dean shovels food in his mouth, as though he grew up in a Romanian orphanage. He never thought there would be enough. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b3.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b3.jpg\" alt=\"b3\" width=\"848\" height=\"474\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82076\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b3.jpg 848w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b3-100x55.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b3-200x111.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b3-400x223.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 848px) 100vw, 848px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nAll of this is to say: it&#8217;s the subtle choices, like making Evan and his mom live in a dump apartment, and not even making a big deal out of it, that helps give the show its depth in these early seasons. It doesn&#8217;t look or feel like other shows.  Too many people in Hollywood write as though &#8220;flyover country&#8221; is just that. They need to get out more. <\/p>\n<p>Evan hears something strange going on outside, a sound that doesn&#8217;t seem right, so he goes to the window. He looks down on the cluttered junky parking lot. The Tavern light suffuses the whole scene in ghostly blue. A guy is walking around down there, amongst the cars.  The guy, too, hears something that is not right, and stands and looks around. We see his feet from beneath the cars, a totally creepy POV change, and then suddenly he is grabbed, and we see him dragged underneath one of the cars, his hands (horrifyingly) scrabbling at the pavement as he disappears.  Evan sees the whole thing. <\/p>\n<p>We cut to an overhead shot of the apartment. You can see what I mean. That is some detailed production design right there.<\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b4.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b4.jpg\" alt=\"b4\" width=\"848\" height=\"476\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82057\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b4.jpg 848w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b4-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b4-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b4-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 848px) 100vw, 848px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nMom and Evan stand talking to two state troopers, wearing hats and uniforms that make them look like Smokey the Bear. Since we first see them from above, we don&#8217;t know immediately that it is Sam and Dean. Mom (Sadie Lawrence) is saying that the police have already been questioning her son all week, and the more he tells the story the more he believes it&#8217;s true.  Evan stands next to her, thoughtful, upset, he&#8217;s been through a lot in that week. He knew the guy he saw taken. Mr. Jenkins. He also knows his mom doesn&#8217;t believe his story. He&#8217;s got an old soul, this kid. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b80.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b80.jpg\" alt=\"b80\" width=\"851\" height=\"476\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82077\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b80.jpg 851w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b80-100x55.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b80-200x111.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b80-400x223.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 851px) 100vw, 851px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nSam and Dean take off their Smokey the Bear hats, ready to go in for the kill. Sam&#8217;s tactic is gentle and encouraging, &#8220;Don&#8217;t worry how crazy it sounds, Evan \u2026&#8221; And Dean is, what a shock, a little bit &#8220;off&#8221;. He usually is in these situations when he is forced to lie. He basically just wants to cut to the chase: Tell us what you saw, but he has to go this rigmarole of play-acting first. Dean says to Mom and son something about how this is a &#8220;matter for the state police,&#8221; but the way he says it is strange. No other word for it. It&#8217;s these initial stages where Dean comes off weird. Sam has to intervene. Often. <\/p>\n<p>Evan tells them he was up late watching a movie, and he heard a weird noise, like a monster. Mom, who has already been down this path and is clearly tired of it, says, &#8220;Tell the officers what movie you were watching.&#8221; Evan says, &#8220;<i>Godzilla vs. Mothra<\/i>,&#8221; and Sam smiles, the way you smile at a kid when you are encouraging them from your Adult Plane of Existence, while Dean starts laughing, totally enthusiastic, saying, &#8220;That is my favorite <i>Godzilla<\/i> movie.&#8221; He is not on the Adult Plane, he meets the kid on his level, and it&#8217;s not a ploy. Dean has no boundaries, which can be problematic, sometimes it&#8217;s awesome. It makes him not treat kids like they are kids. (And, of course, kids gravitate towards him for that reason. He seems like one of them.) Who cares that the kid is 10. We need to talk about <i>Godzilla<\/i> right now.<\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b6.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b6.jpg\" alt=\"b6\" width=\"848\" height=\"475\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82058\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b6.jpg 848w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b6-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b6-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b6-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 848px) 100vw, 848px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nI love, too, that Dean knows all of the different versions of the film and has clearly done a compare-and-contrast exercise in his spare time. So has the kid. There&#8217;s the original, and then there&#8217;s the remake, but if you know anything about the <i>Godzilla<\/i> franchise then you know that there are multiple ways you can interpret the terms &#8220;original&#8221; and &#8220;remake&#8221;. I&#8217;m thinking he&#8217;s referencing the 1992 remake, but that&#8217;s just a guess. Dean says, confidentially, &#8220;That&#8217;s my favorite <i>Godzilla<\/i> movie. So much better than the original.&#8221; Evan lights up, in the middle of his grim circumstances, and agrees, and Dean, caught up in the moment, gestures over at Sam and says, &#8220;He likes the remake,&#8221; with an eye-roll and Evan looks up at Sam and says, &#8220;Yuk.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>And with that moment the episode has won my heart. Dean is about to say, &#8220;That&#8217;s what I keep saying,&#8221; when Sam clears his throat to interrupt the inappropriate off-topic bonding, not to mention the fact that these yahoos don&#8217;t care for the remake which is CLEARLY superior. Dean catches himself, and sort of reins it all in, in a very funny &#8220;Oh. Right. I&#8217;m a state trooper. Whoops&#8221; moment, and Sam takes over, because, once again, Dean cannot be trusted with the simplest of interrogations. At least he&#8217;s not flirting. <\/p>\n<p><big>2nd scene<\/big><br \/>\nSam and Dean hang out at a biker bar, Dean playing darts, Sam going through Dad&#8217;s journal, and the local police reports, and talking about the case. Their conversation is punctuated by the clack of pool balls in the background. There are some pretty funny visual jokes interspersed through this pretty stock &#8220;let&#8217;s talk about the case&#8221; scene, and I&#8217;ll get to them. It&#8217;s one of the ways the directors, production designer Jerry Wanek and the DP, Serge Ladouceur, have fun. The brothers are talking about how this could be a standard missing-person&#8217;s case, &#8220;not our kind of thing&#8221;. Sam isn&#8217;t so sure. Dad had earmarked the area in his mythical journal as possible &#8220;hunting grounds&#8221; for a &#8220;phantom attacker&#8221;. Dean had somehow missed the connection, even though he probably knows the journal by heart. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b8.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b8.jpg\" alt=\"b8\" width=\"850\" height=\"477\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82081\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b8.jpg 850w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b8-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b8-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b8-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 850px) 100vw, 850px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nSam says Dad found a lot of folklore about a dark figure who drags people off into the night.  Dad also discovered that this particular county has more missing people than any other county in the state. Dean is drinking beer, looking on, but definitely more intrigued now.  <\/p>\n<p>Please look at the neon numbers behind his head. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b10.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b10.jpg\" alt=\"b10\" width=\"850\" height=\"474\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82082\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b10.jpg 850w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b10-100x55.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b10-200x111.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b10-400x223.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 850px) 100vw, 850px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/www.imdb.com\/title\/tt0053534\/reference\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">So<\/a> many <a href=\"http:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/666_(number)\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">levels<\/a>. Subtext. Fun. An inside joke. <\/p>\n<p>Dean knows about &#8220;phantom attackers&#8221; and he knows they usually snatch people from their beds. Mr. Jenkins vanished from a parking lot. Sam has a broader interpretation of the Lore, which I love him for, because I love &#8220;the Lore&#8221; conversations. It sets me on Google searches too. We&#8217;ve got <a href=\"http:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/Spring-heeled_Jack\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">Spring-heeled Jacks<\/a> (which, thanks, I&#8217;m gonna have nightmares now), and <a href=\"http:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/Mad_Gasser_of_Mattoon\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">phantom gassers<\/a>. These entities take people anywhere. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b11.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b11.jpg\" alt=\"b11\" width=\"849\" height=\"476\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82084\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b11.jpg 849w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b11-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b11-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b11-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 849px) 100vw, 849px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nBeautiful shot. <\/p>\n<p>Dean goes back to playing darts, and he&#8217;s seen with the big neon &#8220;MEN&#8217;S&#8221; sign above his head in the next couple of shots. We saw him framed in a similar way in &#8220;Home&#8221;. And let&#8217;s not even discuss (or let&#8217;s discuss) the whole &#8220;Men&#8217;s Room&#8221; thing in the last episode just aired in Season 9! I&#8217;ve said it before: <i>Supernatural<\/i>, on its deepest most hidden most unspoken level, is about masculinity, and what it means to be a man, especially men like Winchesters, who were raised in a tough strong military tradition.  It does not scoff at those things, those things have given us much to be proud of in our culture, men who are willing to do the dirty work for the greater good. I would never scoff at such a thing. But it also asks, repeatedly, in ways that can be heard only on a supersonic level, what COST men like this pay. It is not a question that is currently in vogue. Trust me, I am not a member of the MRA movement. I find those guys despicable. But I do think that shaming entire generations of men for cultural\/psychological traits that have been encouraged in them for centuries (for often very valid reasons, not just misogynistic ones) is really not the way to go. In fact, I can&#8217;t stand it. I don&#8217;t believe in throwing the baby out with the bathwater. I want my nephews to grow up not being ashamed of themselves. It&#8217;s not THEIR fault American women didn&#8217;t get the right to vote until 1920. Just like it&#8217;s not MY fault that some dude sees all women as sluts and gold-diggers. That&#8217;s HIS limitation. I am proud of being a woman, and I want my nephews to be proud of who they are, too. There&#8217;s nothing worse than toxic resentful men, and that is often the result of a culture-wide shaming campaign. That&#8217;s partly where your misogyny (in its current-day virulent strain) comes from. No thanks. We need to give each other more space!<\/p>\n<p>We recently were chatting about what the &#8220;hottest&#8221; moments in the series was for us.  I mentioned Sam sucking the blood out of Ruby&#8217;s arm, because I am basically a sick individual.  I&#8217;d also put the look on Dean&#8217;s face in his dream when he&#8217;s staring up at the two strippers. It&#8217;s so <i>private<\/i>. That&#8217;s Dean alone in his Happy Place. We almost never see that. But then Max brought up the scene after the first showdown with Alistair in the church when they are protecting Anna &#8211; and Sam is sewing up the gash in his arm, pouring whiskey into the wound, and then taking a swig, all as Dean paces in the background, in agony with a dislocated shoulder. Sam finishes sewing himself up, and then goes to Dean, saying, &#8220;On three.&#8221; Dean gets ready. Sam says, &#8220;One&#8221; and then jams Dean&#8217;s shoulder back into position. And yes. That, I believe, wins, hands down for the sexiest fucking thing ever seen on this show.  As Jessie summed it up: &#8220;Such butch. So arms. Very sex.&#8221;  Exactly.<\/p>\n<p>To sort of tie all this back in: The human race has continued on, has survived, because humans were able to endure pain, able to go on despite pain. Women gave birth in fields and caves, with no anesthesia. I am sure it fucking sucked. Millions of them died. But they were able to endure it, because \u2026 well, that&#8217;s how we are built. We are STRONG, not weak. John Adams&#8217; daughter was given a mastectomy with no anesthesia. One cannot even comprehend what she went through. However, thankful to the great site Letters of Note, we have an <a href=\"http:\/\/www.lettersofnote.com\/2012\/02\/deep-sickness-seized-me.html\" target=\"blank\" rel=\"noopener\">extraordinary letter from a missionary woman in 1855<\/a> who describes her experience of a mastectomy sans anesthesia. Tough tough stuff. I forced myself to finish it, basically because if she was strong enough to survive it and tell us about it, I was certainly strong enough to get through the letter.  Men endure because they can do shit like sew themselves back up, swing an axe, make themselves a peg leg if need be, anesthetize their pain with shots of whiskey, and move on to get the crops in. Whatever. This is how the West was won (from people who already lived there, granted &#8211; but, to quote Eddie Izzard: <a href=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=UTduy7Qkvk8\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">&#8220;Do you have a flag?&#8221;<\/a> KIDDING.) This isn&#8217;t just how the West was won (and the Winchester rifle, incidentally, is known as &#8220;the gun that won the West&#8221;), this is how the human race has progressed. Survived. People can get a little bit too intellectual, at times, about this, in our post-modern universe. Sometimes that&#8217;s a good thing, it&#8217;s good to question things, to examine the way things are set up, and to question the validity of the set up. Unexamined privilege is Bad News. But sometimes it ain&#8217;t a good thing. And a scene like that is fucking old-school. <i>This kind of grit is what it takes to fucking survive.<\/i> That&#8217;s not posturing. That&#8217;s reality.<\/p>\n<p>It is also super-hot. <\/p>\n<p>I am interested in these questions for the ambiguity they encourage. More grey areas, please. I am interested in these questions because in addressing them, and in NOT looking for answers, but in <em>sitting in the questions<\/em>, breathing space and room is opened up around the conversation. And we need more of that. All of us. Cut each other some slack, and stop putting the vice on one another.  <i>Supernatural<\/i> has great empathy for men who don&#8217;t know their place, who question their position, who struggle with the role placed on them by their Dad (and the larger world). <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b12.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b12.jpg\" alt=\"b12\" width=\"847\" height=\"479\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82086\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b12.jpg 847w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b12-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b12-200x113.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b12-400x226.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 847px) 100vw, 847px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nYes, it&#8217;s just an image of Dean standing underneath a Men&#8217;s Room sign. I wouldn&#8217;t even bring it up if it didn&#8217;t appear repeatedly, visually, and if the show as a whole wasn&#8217;t interested in questions of masculinity, male-ness, and hoping that we can actually add another paradigm to how we talk about all of this stuff. (This is why I don&#8217;t like the word &#8220;posturing&#8221;, in re: Dean&#8217;s behavior in particular. I know Tough Guys. There is nothing &#8220;posturing&#8221; about what they are doing. And they don&#8217;t give a fuck if you shame them for it. They&#8217;re not paying as much attention to you as you are to them. They&#8217;re too busy running into burning buildings to drag your ass out to safety.) <\/p>\n<p>Sam, the workaholic, is ready to go back to the motel. Dean, darts in hand, wants to stay. Let&#8217;s have another round, Jeez, Grandma. (Again, it&#8217;s fun to picture that this kind of thing: two brothers out for beers &#8211; is NEW to them. The whole dynamic would have been different back before Sam left for college. Dean would have been wrapped up in pleasing Dad, Sam would have been keeping so many secrets he would already be withdrawing. But now, here they are, without Dad, and Dean is loving it. Beers and darts with my little brother? This is great!)  <\/p>\n<p>Sam wins the battle though. They should take off, they have to get an early start tomorrow.  Dean goes to hit the head, and Sam walks out into the parking lot. It&#8217;s a cold night, you can see his breath, and the gleaming line of Harleys in the foreground. Sam heads to the Impala but then hears something strange.  <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b13.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b13.jpg\" alt=\"b13\" width=\"849\" height=\"477\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82089\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b13.jpg 849w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b13-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b13-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b13-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 849px) 100vw, 849px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nHe crouches down to look under a car, and we have a classic &#8220;It&#8217;s just a cat!&#8221; moment, common to horror movies since time began. <\/p>\n<p>I love this super cut of &#8220;It&#8217;s just a cat&#8221; moments:<\/p>\n<p>\n<iframe loading=\"lazy\" width=\"560\" height=\"315\" src=\"\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/Dp_8h-AbQ98\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p>\nThe cat has scared the shit out of Sammy, and he laughs to himself. Because we have seen horror movies, we know the laugh is a terrible sign. Don&#8217;t relax, Sammy!  But he does. We see his feet from beneath the car next to the Impala, and then there&#8217;s a quick cut to an overhead shot of the bar.  <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b14.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b14.jpg\" alt=\"b14\" width=\"848\" height=\"476\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82090\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b14.jpg 848w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b14-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b14-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b14-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 848px) 100vw, 848px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nWe don&#8217;t see Sammy being taken. Nice tense choice. <\/p>\n<p>Dean emerges into the night and as he walks through the parking lot, he is struck by the cat cleaning itself on the back of one car, and then he notices Dad&#8217;s journal, resting on the back of the Impala. No sign of Sammy. <\/p>\n<p>Ominous music starts to rise. He looks for Sammy. He goes up to people coming out of the bar, asking if they&#8217;ve seen his brother. The way Ackles is playing this is very vulnerable. It&#8217;s not tough or clenched in energy, it&#8217;s open and wild. It&#8217;s in the look in his eyes, it&#8217;s in the way his head swings around, it&#8217;s in how high the breath is in his chest. The panic comes immediately. The last episode ended with Dean assuring Sam that &#8220;as long as I&#8217;m around, nothing bad is going to happen to you.&#8221; He seemed so certain, so cocky, when he said that, draped in Dad&#8217;s too-big jacket. So it&#8217;s eloquent that the <i>second<\/i> it becomes clear that Sam has vanished, Dean falls apart. I mean, he&#8217;s still thinking and investigating, he&#8217;s not sobbing in a corner, but he is freaked OUT.  He goes from zero to 100.  <\/p>\n<p>Dean catches a glimpse of the traffic cam at the top of the parking lot, and, helpless, walks out into the middle of the lonely country road, with a great crane shot, showing Dean as very very small down there, looking up and down the dark road.  He isn&#8217;t screaming Sam&#8217;s name anymore. He just breathes to himself, &#8220;Sam \u2026&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b151.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b151.jpg\" alt=\"b15\" width=\"847\" height=\"475\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82096\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b151.jpg 847w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b151-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b151-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b151-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 847px) 100vw, 847px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nIt&#8217;s very well-played. Kripke has made the observation that Ackles always goes for the vulnerability lying <i>beneath<\/i> the scene. That&#8217;s why his fight scenes, physical or verbal, are so electric, more so than Sam&#8217;s, who can launch himself into the purely physical realm far more easily than Dean can. There&#8217;s that susceptibility again, the susceptibility of Dean, his most beautiful quality, and the thing most often used against him. <\/p>\n<p><big>3rd scene<\/big><br \/>\nThe following morning, Dean is at the sheriff&#8217;s office, presenting himself as &#8220;Greg Washington,&#8221; a state trooper, working a missing person&#8217;s case.  He talks to local deputy sheriff, an Officer Kathleen, played by the absolutely wonderful Jessica Steen. I love her face. I love her forehead wrinkles in certain expressions. I love her light eyes. I love her obviously slamming body, lean and athletic, when we finally get a chance to see it. I love her competence and tough-mindedness. I love her ability to keep going on in her work, despite the personal tragedy in her past. I love that she is not snowed by Dean, and also that she ends up seeing herself in him, which makes her kind. Dean lies to her, but except for one half-hearted joke, he doesn&#8217;t flirt. None of that is going on for him, a clear sign that he is totally disarmed. One could say he is disarmed by Sam&#8217;s disappearance, and I think that&#8217;s partly true: he is thrown off into space once Sam is gone, without his normal things to rely on. But I think his flirt-mechanism is, in part, disarmed because of who Officer Kathleen is. It&#8217;s not just that he recognizes he better not bullshit her, although he does recognize that (he says he realizes he is &#8220;pressing his luck&#8221; twice to her in the episode). It&#8217;s that he recognizes a worthy ally. He concedes ground to her. She clearly deserves it. Dean&#8217;s relationship with law enforcement is cagey at best. After all, he spends half of his time wielding fake badges and pretending to be someone else.  But Officer Kathleen \u2026 even before he knows her story \u2026 there&#8217;s something about her \u2026 <\/p>\n<p>Trauma sensing the presence of trauma in someone else. Like an echo, or a ghostly halo, even if it is not stated. People carry wounds with them. Those wounds almost have sound frequencies. Dean probably isn&#8217;t even examining his feelings in this regard. He&#8217;s too upset. But he treats her differently than he treats other cops, and that was clearly a choice. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b90.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b90.jpg\" alt=\"b90\" width=\"850\" height=\"473\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82110\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b90.jpg 850w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b90-100x55.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b90-200x111.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b90-400x222.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 850px) 100vw, 850px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nOne wonders how this all would have gone if the cop he had talked to was a man. Dean can be soft with women. He feels he can &#8220;afford&#8221; it.  They are less likely to turn it against him. <\/p>\n<p>Dean looks like shit, and the police station (naturally) is very dark with noir shadows across the room, plunging his eyes and the side of his face into shadow. I mean it&#8217;s damn near Joan Crawford-esque this look.<\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b85.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b85.jpg\" alt=\"b85\" width=\"849\" height=\"478\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82105\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b85.jpg 849w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b85-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b85-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b85-400x225.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 849px) 100vw, 849px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/daisy-kenyon-1.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/daisy-kenyon-1.jpg\" alt=\"daisy kenyon 1\" width=\"635\" height=\"472\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82107\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/daisy-kenyon-1.jpg 635w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/daisy-kenyon-1-100x74.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/daisy-kenyon-1-200x148.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/daisy-kenyon-1-400x297.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 635px) 100vw, 635px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nShe is confused at first as to why he is there. Mr. Jenkins&#8217; disappearance is a local matter. He explains that no, someone else has gone missing. His cousin. She listens. She asks questions. She feels like a real cop. She lets Dean come behind the counter, and suddenly they are shot from the office behind them, through glass that has those little wire threads running through them, distorting the image. I like it. It&#8217;s cinematic and moody.<\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b18.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b18.jpg\" alt=\"b18\" width=\"847\" height=\"474\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82111\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b18.jpg 847w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b18-100x55.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b18-200x111.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b18-400x223.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 847px) 100vw, 847px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nShe looks up &#8220;Sam Winchester&#8221; (&#8220;like the rifle?&#8221; she asks. &#8220;Like the rifle,&#8221; Dean says, for probably the 9,000th time in his life), and there&#8217;s a great little moment where we see what she sees on the screen. Dean Winchester is listed as dead, after being a prime suspect in multiple homicides in St. Louis. Like I said in <a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=77642\" target=\"blank\" rel=\"noopener\">in that re-cap<\/a>, what went down in St. Louis will come back to haunt him again and again, for SEASONS. She mentions this to him, and Dean gets uncomfortable, referring to Dean as &#8220;the black sheep,&#8221; which I love. And then he can&#8217;t resist, he adds, &#8220;He&#8217;s handsome though.&#8221;  Glorious. She throws him a glance and he grins at her, like, &#8220;Just stating the facts.&#8221; It&#8217;s the only time, and it&#8217;s very dim, he&#8217;s not giving her the full Batting-Eyelashes Dazzle, that he flirts. It&#8217;s so inadvertent though, he&#8217;s sort of having an inside joke with himself, in her presence. He&#8217;s so bizarre. <\/p>\n<p>She comes up with no leads, and he says he already has one. The traffic cam. She is interested. Dean says, &#8220;I&#8217;m thinking the traffic cam might have picked up whatever took him. Whoever.&#8221; Ackles is playing this scene very vulnerably, very <i>straight<\/i>, no tricks. It&#8217;s almost like he&#8217;s &#8220;telling&#8221; her everything, even though everything he is saying is a lie. She&#8217;s a good cop. She probably senses something weird is going on before Dean is even revealed.  But the vulnerability seems (and is) kosher. When she gives him a missing persons report to fill out before she goes to get the traffic cam footage, he knows he has to speak up, throw himself on her mercy. This would be much more difficult for him if it were a man. Dean says, &#8220;I kinda look out for the kid. Sam&#8217;s my responsibility.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>He brings up how many missing persons cases there are in the area. &#8220;Any of them come back?&#8221; he asks. This stops her. She has history with that question, and she&#8217;s playing it. This is a wound, her wound. Dean doesn&#8217;t even know he&#8217;s touching it, but he sensed it was there, I&#8217;m sure of it. Supersonic, again. He wouldn&#8217;t know how to put it to words.  But &#8220;Sam&#8217;s coming back. I&#8217;m bringing him back.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Her cool and yet kind assessing eyes take in his face, and everything that&#8217;s going on there. <\/p>\n<p><big>4th scene<\/big><br \/>\nSam wakes up in a metal cage that makes the lair in <i>Silence of the Lambs<\/i> look like Chuck E. Cheese. Speaking of <i>Silence of the Lambs<\/i>: I have some issues with that movie, but one of the things I love is Brooke Smith&#8217;s performance as the girl who ends up at the bottom of that well. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/catherine-martin-the-silence-of-the-lambs-287-main.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/catherine-martin-the-silence-of-the-lambs-287-main.jpg\" alt=\"catherine-martin---the-silence-of-the-lambs-287-main\" width=\"300\" height=\"300\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82186\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/catherine-martin-the-silence-of-the-lambs-287-main.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/catherine-martin-the-silence-of-the-lambs-287-main-100x100.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/catherine-martin-the-silence-of-the-lambs-287-main-200x200.jpg 200w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nWhat is so great about her performance is that she&#8217;s terrified, but also smart, wily, and willing to fight to get herself the hell out of there. She doesn&#8217;t just scream and cry. She is going to go down fighting. The other thing I LOVE is that when Jodie Foster rescues her, she is NOT grateful. <\/p>\n<p>Clarice Starling: Catherine Martin?<br \/>\nCatherine Martin: Yes?<br \/>\nClarice Starling: FBI! You&#8217;re safe!<br \/>\nCatherine Martin: Safe? Shit! Get me outta here!<br \/>\nClarice Starling: You&#8217;re all right, Catherine. Now, where is he?<br \/>\nCatherine Martin: How the fuck should I know? Just get me outta here!<br \/>\nClarice Starling: Catherine, you&#8217;ve gotta be quiet! Now, shut that dog up!<br \/>\nCatherine Martin: Just get me outta here!<br \/>\nClarice Starling: Catherine, I&#8217;m gonna get you outta there, but right now you listen to me. I&#8217;ve gotta leave this room, I&#8217;ll be right back.<br \/>\nCatherine Martin: NO! DON&#8217;T YOU LEAVE ME HERE YOU FUCKIN&#8217; BITCH, NO!<\/p>\n<p>I don&#8217;t blame her for any of that. Her fury at the incompetent rescue is one of the reasons why she is so memorable in the role. <\/p>\n<p>Sam and Dean are set up so strongly as heroes that honestly you could gag on it if it weren&#8217;t undercut at every possible moment, and the moments when the people they rescue are NOT grateful, or forget to thank them, are awesome and important. Mr. Jenkins (Jon Cuthbert), trapped in the cage beside Sam, is one of those people. Mr. Jenkins is like, &#8220;You&#8217;re doing a piss-poor job of looking for me, jackass. Obviously. Because you&#8217;re locked up too. Jesus H. CHRIST.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b19.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b19.jpg\" alt=\"b19\" width=\"848\" height=\"475\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82112\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b19.jpg 848w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b19-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b19-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b19-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 848px) 100vw, 848px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nSam, totally freaked out, investigates his situation, the bars, the locks, he tries to rattle the cage. He sees Mr. Jenkins passed out in the next cage. Sam is seen through the bars, and it makes me remember both Ackles and Padalecki mentioning how difficult jail scenes are, because you have to make sure you don&#8217;t hide your face behind the bars, and you have to track where the camera is even more so, and align your movement with it, and it&#8217;s a pain in the ass. <\/p>\n<p><big>5th scene<\/big><br \/>\nOfficer Kathleen obviously let Dean come along with her to pick up the traffic cam footage, having related to his feeling of responsibility for his missing &#8220;cousin&#8221;. Dean waits for her on a bench outside the county works department and she comes up holding print-outs from the traffic cam. She has already taken a look and seen what she needs to see, but she hands them over to Dean. He flips through. He was hoping to see, oh, I don&#8217;t know, a big scary monster dragging Sam off. She tells him to look closely at the last image. He glances at her. It&#8217;s an interesting tiny moment: she assumes he is a cop, and so she assumes he knows how to look for things. And he DOES. Only in this case he&#8217;s looking for the wrong thing. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b99.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b99.jpg\" alt=\"b99\" width=\"846\" height=\"474\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82114\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b99.jpg 846w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b99-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b99-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b99-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 846px) 100vw, 846px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nIn that tiny moment, without even knowing it, she is coaching him in how to be a better observer. He takes the coaching immediately, looks at the image, trying to see what she sees. She points out the plates. He sees what she sees. The thing is a bucket of bolts (it&#8217;s the RV we saw out the window from Evan&#8217;s window), and the plates are shining and new. <\/p>\n<p>I just like the moment because it&#8217;s Dean not being in control (she knows more than he does), and being okay with it. He&#8217;s learning. <\/p>\n<p>At that moment, a big rusty van drives by, the changing of the gears making a horrible whining sound, and it catches Dean&#8217;s ear. He watches the van go by, and asks her if it sounds like a &#8220;whining growl&#8221; (Evan&#8217;s description of what he heard). Now it is Officer Kathleen&#8217;s turn to look up at Dean, wondering where his mind is going, and what she can learn from him. It&#8217;s great, it&#8217;s two investigators, trying to piece something together, respecting each other&#8217;s &#8220;hunches&#8221;, because hunches are so much a part of good police work.<\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b20.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b20.jpg\" alt=\"b20\" width=\"845\" height=\"477\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82115\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b20.jpg 845w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b20-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b20-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b20-400x225.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 845px) 100vw, 845px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\n<big>6th scene<\/big><br \/>\nMeanwhile, back in the Cage Lair. Sam is trying to kick himself out of the cage. He&#8217;s going to hurt himself. He is ferocious. Seen metaphorically (which I think &#8220;Benders&#8221; wants you to do), Sam is trying to escape the traps set for him in his life, traps he didn&#8217;t ask for.  It&#8217;s so UNFAIR and there&#8217;s a lot of rage in his sense of the unfairness of it. How the hell did he get HERE?<\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b22.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b22.jpg\" alt=\"b22\" width=\"846\" height=\"478\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82116\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b22.jpg 846w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b22-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b22-200x113.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b22-400x226.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 846px) 100vw, 846px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nMr. Jenkins wakes up groaning in the next cage. The first thing he says shows he&#8217;s not a cringing victim. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Are you okay?&#8221; says Sam.<br \/>\n&#8220;Does it LOOK like I&#8217;m doing okay?&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Love it. <\/p>\n<p>The bars on the cages are so thick that you can barely see either of the men, so we only get them in fragments as they speak, and it gives an incredibly claustrophobic feeling. We are rarely inside that cage with Sam, only one or two times do we move on inside and get an unobstructed view of him. We are forced to deal with the reality of those reinforced bars. <\/p>\n<p>Sam says, &#8220;I was looking for you,&#8221; and Jenkins shoots back, &#8220;Oh yeah? Well, no offense, but this is a piss-poor rescue.&#8221; And it&#8217;s hard to argue with that. Sam says, &#8220;My brother is out there looking for us -&#8221; and Jenkins says, &#8220;Yeah, well, he&#8217;s not gonna find us.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Of course Sam is under the impression that, oh, some sort of high-end monster familiar with power tools has grabbed them. Sam presses himself up against the cage and asks Jenkins, &#8220;What are they? Have you seen them?&#8221; Poor Jenkins must be like, &#8220;Couldn&#8217;t I get someone COMPETENT to rescue me?&#8221; It is at that moment that the huge lock on the main door opens, and someone enters. We never get a good look at him. The door to Jenkins&#8217; cage has swung open and Jenkins cringes off to the side screaming, &#8220;STAY AWAY FROM ME&#8221; all as Sam desperately tries to get a look at the Monster. A plate of food is slammed down in front of Jenkins, who grabs it and starts shoveling it all into his mouth, the cage door closing and Sam watching greedily, hungrily, as the food-giver strolls past and on out, the door locking behind him. Sam, with a beam of light falling on his face, watches and says (my favorite line in the episode), &#8220;I&#8217;ll be damned. They&#8217;re just people.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;What did you expect??&#8221; Jenkins barks, which makes me love him even more. Jenkins tells Sam the locks are somehow controlled by that panel over there and they feed him once a day. But he is just waiting &#8220;for Ned Beatty time, man!&#8221; (<i>Deliverance<\/i> is used as a joke multiple times in the series, it is even in the pilot. The fear of rape, the threat of rape, overhangs the entire thing, which brings us into the whole consent\/possession thing in delightfully sick-puppy triggery ways.) Sam laughs at the <i>Deliverance<\/i> thing and says that &#8220;that&#8221; is probably the least of his worries. Sam is not as susceptible to those fears as others are. He probably should be, all things considered.  Sam can&#8217;t stop trying to escape, a feat that makes me love him, and is something I certainly will keep in mind if I am ever kidnapped and trapped in a cage.  He sees some sort of coil leading down to the cage and he starts pulling on it. He wonders what these people want. If they can figure that out, maybe they can find a way out. <\/p>\n<p><big>7th scene<\/big><br \/>\nOfficer Kathleen and Dean cruise the country by-ways through a misty rainy night. In terms of the psychological reveal, it is the most important scene in the episode. And it almost sneaks up on you. It almost starts happening before you&#8217;re ready for it. You can feel it change the air between the two people. And, like we saw in &#8220;Route 666,&#8221; when Dean was naked and vulnerable and holding someone in his arms and opening up as he shared intimate relationship talk after sweet hot lovemaking through the night (Dean? Really??), what we see in this scene is new. It&#8217;s hard to remember that, considering how well-trod this particular piece of ground will end up being. But here is Dean&#8217;s Mission Statement. Here it is, in no uncertain terms. And it is not said to Sam, which would change the context. It&#8217;s said to an outsider. It&#8217;s a safer space for Dean to let it out. <\/p>\n<p>Again, we see Officer Kathleen in the alpha position, and Dean riding shotgun. There are no more traffic cams for 50 miles, so obviously that mysterious RV pulled off somewhere, but a lot of the back roads are private roads, not marked on a map. Dean listens, looking over at her, taking it in. It&#8217;s bad news. Officer Kathleen gets beeped on her police scanner, and glances down at it.  Whatever she reads makes her glance over at him. He&#8217;s looking out the window.  <\/p>\n<p>She says, &#8220;So, Gregory.&#8221; Dean is slightly startled. Is that his new name? She tells him she ran his badge number, strictly routine for accounting purposes. Dean knows he&#8217;s in deep shit, but he listens, with a face telling no tales, his body tilted all the way away from her, because he is getting ready to lie. I love the body language.<\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b24.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b24.jpg\" alt=\"b24\" width=\"848\" height=\"476\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82119\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b24.jpg 848w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b24-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b24-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b24-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 848px) 100vw, 848px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nShe pulls the car over, Dean looking around him like, &#8220;Wait, what, why are we stopping, help \u2026&#8221; (haha)  She says that his badge was stolen, and there&#8217;s a picture of officer Greg Washington that just came over the wire, and he is a heavyweight black man. They both stare at the picture. Dean&#8217;s comeback is so clumsy you almost feel bad for him, saying to her in almost a confessional humorous tone, &#8220;I lost some weight.&#8221; She&#8217;s like, &#8220;Okay,&#8221; and starts to get out of the car at this bullshit, and Dean keeps going, more lamely, &#8220;And I have that Michael Jackson skin disease \u2026&#8221; He&#8217;s not even trying. <\/p>\n<p>She asks him to step out of the car, and he asks her to wait. She can arrest him, fine, but please can we try to find Sam first. Up against the wall, the only thing he has is honesty.  And his objective (which I believe I covered to the fullest extent in the last re-cap. Without an objective you got NOTHING as an actor.)  She is suspicious, probably pissed at being used by this \u2026 whoever this guy is \u2026 She doesn&#8217;t know what&#8217;s going on, but impersonating an officer is a serious offense. Identity theft. Dude, you have no call asking me for anything.  <\/p>\n<p>So Dean comes clean, in a way we haven&#8217;t seen before. There were glimpses of it in &#8220;Home,&#8221; but there the situation was complicated by trying to put on a strong face for Sammy (and failing, mostly).  He says, &#8220;Here&#8217;s the thing. When we were young, I pretty much pulled him from a fire.&#8221; You can see that hit her. Woah. He says that head-on to her, but in his next lines, he goes off to someplace private, looking outward, inward, not at her. It&#8217;s a private moment we are being let in on. It&#8217;s a soliloquy. &#8220;And ever since then, I&#8217;ve felt responsible for him. Like it&#8217;s my job to keep him safe.&#8221;  He seems very young. 10 years old, tops. She is getting that, too. You can see in how she listens. Then he turns back to her, &#8220;I&#8217;m just afraid if we don&#8217;t find him fast \u2026 &#8221; (Bit of a cheese ball choice to have a thunder clap come in here, but it&#8217;s forgivable. It&#8217;s forgivable mainly because Jensen Ackles is already acting the thunder clap. The thunderclap acts as what he CAN&#8217;T say \u2026 he can&#8217;t even finish the sentence.)<\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b261.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b261.jpg\" alt=\"b26\" width=\"848\" height=\"475\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82124\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b261.jpg 848w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b261-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b261-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b261-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 848px) 100vw, 848px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nHe acts the hell out of that small monologue. Imagining it in less capable hands is pretty dreadful. He underplays constantly, he complicates, he adds ambiguity through the potent pauses, he hides, he reveals, all at the same moment. <\/p>\n<p>She is taken with him, she is sympathetic. But still. She&#8217;s a cop first. &#8220;You&#8217;ve given me no other choice. I have to take you in,&#8221; she says, and she almost regrets it. His pain is vibrating on the surface of his skin and it reaches out to her own, which is why she glances up at her visor, and sees the photo safety-pinned there, of her and a smiling guy. She stares up at it, as the rain pours down on the car, and then quietly makes her decision. Puts her seat belt back on and says, &#8220;After we find Sam Winchester.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Dean was just \u2026 honest \u2026 and he got what he wanted. What country, friends, is this? He looks shaken. <\/p>\n<p><big>8th scene<\/big><br \/>\nReturn to Cage Mountain. Sam keeps working on that coil, pulling on it, hoping it will \u2026 what \u2026 break free in his hands, leaving him with nothing but a totally exhausted body?  Mr. Jenkins, crabby, looks on and says, &#8220;What&#8217;s your name?&#8221; Sam says, &#8220;Sam,&#8221; and Mr. Jenkins says, &#8220;Give it up, Sammy. There&#8217;s no way out.&#8221; Sam keeps pulling, saying with gritted teeth, &#8220;Don&#8217;t call me Sammy.&#8221; It&#8217;s a call back to the pilot, when Sam tried to get his brother to stop calling him &#8220;Sammy&#8221;. He finds &#8220;Sammy&#8221; infantilizing, it means he&#8217;s still a chubby 12 year old, not a grown man. Dean doesn&#8217;t quite mean it that way, and it&#8217;s always interesting, when he says &#8220;Sammy&#8221; as opposed to &#8220;Sam&#8221;, it varies.  Sam eventually is resigned to it, so much so that when Gordon calls him &#8220;Sammy,&#8221; Sam sneers, &#8220;Dean&#8217;s the only one who gets to call me that.&#8221;  <\/p>\n<p>So we&#8217;re being told to dovetail all of this, we&#8217;re being told to see Sam and Mr. Jenkins in the context of the Winchester childhood, which was (metaphorically) similar to what is going on between the two men in those cages. Sam trying to clamber his way out, and Dean, crabby, saying, &#8220;There&#8217;s no way out.&#8221; (Because Jenkins is no pussy. When he finds a way to escape, he does. He &#8220;shoots first, asks questions later&#8221;, which obviously does not work out well for him, and it doesn&#8217;t work out well for Dean either, a lot of the time.) But Jenkins has become crabbily resigned to his fate, and Sam has not. There&#8217;s something in Sam that is perhaps so naturally intimidating (how tall he is, that overhanging brow which makes him look gloweringly serious, whatever it is) that people call him &#8220;Sammy&#8221; to sort of neutralize him.  One of my best friends is named Mitchell. He is a small wiry man, his body made entirely of muscles. He is gay. Mitchell is a powerhouse. He has noticed that when straight men meet him, and are told his name, they often shorten it to &#8220;Mitch&#8221; immediately. Maybe it&#8217;s a way to &#8220;butch&#8221; him up, although Mitchell is already as butch as they come. It&#8217;s not hostile, not exactly, it&#8217;s just interesting. <\/p>\n<p>Sam&#8217;s rage at being called &#8220;Sammy&#8221;, even in the middle of what is a shared super-fucked-up kidnapping, says a lot.  He is NOT &#8220;SAMMY&#8221;. HE IS SAM.<\/p>\n<p>And at that moment, maybe the rage gave him the adrenaline push he needed, but the coil snaps off, spraying dust down on him, and a metal bracket falls into his cage.<\/p>\n<p>Another cranky exchange I love:<br \/>\nJenkins: &#8220;What is it?&#8221;<br \/>\nSam: (in a tone of hope and excitement) &#8220;It&#8217;s a bracket.&#8221;<br \/>\nJenkins: (contemptuous) &#8220;Oh, thank God. A bracket. Now we got &#8217;em.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b27.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b27.jpg\" alt=\"b27\" width=\"850\" height=\"478\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82125\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b27.jpg 850w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b27-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b27-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b27-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 850px) 100vw, 850px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nSam&#8217;s exertions with the coil are over, and suddenly, randomly, the door to Jenkins&#8217; cage swings upon. Jenkins takes his chance and exits, all as Sam warns him it&#8217;s probably a trap, get back in the cage, something isn&#8217;t right about this. Ya think, Sammy?  Jenkins says he&#8217;ll send help and his last comment as he exits, eyes forward: &#8220;Bye, Sammy.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Sam is just &#8220;Sammy&#8221;, that&#8217;s all there is to it. <\/p>\n<p>Outside it is nighttime, pouring rain, and Helena, I am sure you are thrilled to see that the grounds are oozing with mud. Squelchy squelchy mud. Jenkins is basically wandering around this wilderness of a property, in the rain, in the dark. There are all these weird falling-down out-buildings, and junk cars, and the whole place is surrounded by woods. Jenkins finds a sharp knife in the mud (which, if it was a plant by the Bender clan, seems like a long shot that he&#8217;d even find it.) <\/p>\n<p>Then comes a whole creepy barely discernible section where he runs through the woods. I like Jenkins a lot, I&#8217;m sure you have already been able to tell. He&#8217;s got a good survivor&#8217;s instinct and he took his shot when it came. Yes, it ends badly, but still: I like his spirit. The woods are pitch-black and there&#8217;s a blue glow of light off to one side, so everything looks spooky. Cackles and hoots and war whoops are heard through the woods, and suddenly he is attacked by the two &#8220;redneck hillbillies&#8221; we caught a glimpse of before.  He gets away. He is jumped again. He gets away again. Lots of jagged hand-held stuff as he runs forward, and then gets caught on a trip wire. It&#8217;s horrible. It&#8217;s most horrible because of the open glee on the faces of his attackers. This is fun for them. Needles to say, brave Mr. Jenkins bites it. <\/p>\n<p>His screams are heart-rending, and it&#8217;s real effective: we don&#8217;t see him die. We just see the black trees and the rain, and then suddenly we get our first shot of the Bender house, from far above, the screams ripping through the air. Sam hears them too.<\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b28.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b28.jpg\" alt=\"b28\" width=\"848\" height=\"474\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82130\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b28.jpg 848w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b28-100x55.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b28-200x111.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b28-400x223.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 848px) 100vw, 848px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nThat sudden pull-back to the house is a great example of how <i>Supernatural<\/i> constantly inverts the natural order of shot-procession (which is: establishing shot &#8211; whole picture, medium shot &#8211; head\/shoulders, closeup &#8211; huge freakin&#8217; face). It wants you to not know where you are. Often it stays in closeup until you ache to get a sense of the larger surroundings.  <\/p>\n<p><big>9th scene<\/big><br \/>\nDean and Officer Kathleen obviously spent the night trolling those backwoods roads, to no avail, and it is now a grey morning, and the two of them, having just bought coffee at a coffee truck, stroll back to her car.  Dean is still in that interesting place he is in throughout the episode, once Sam has vanished: Officer Kathleen is the alpha throughout, in other words. Dean would certainly be handling the situation if he hadn&#8217;t met her, and he might flail a bit, but he would figure it out. He&#8217;s an excellent investigator. But he needs her. And he&#8217;s, strangely, okay that he needs her. It&#8217;s a clue to how afraid he is.  <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b29.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b29.jpg\" alt=\"b29\" width=\"845\" height=\"473\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82131\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b29.jpg 845w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b29-100x55.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b29-200x111.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b29-400x223.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 845px) 100vw, 845px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nAnd she is still keeping him on a very short leash, which he seems to respect. He says, &#8220;Listen, I don&#8217;t mean to press my luck &#8211;&#8221; and she cuts him off with, &#8220;Your luck is already so pressed.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Truer words, Kathleen!<\/p>\n<p>He says, &#8220;I was wondering. Why are you helping me out anyway?&#8221; He&#8217;s totally unguarded. Which helps us into the next moment, when Kathleen tells him that her brother Riley disappeared three years ago. They looked for him. Never found him. She says, &#8220;I know what it feels like to feel responsible for someone.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Steen does not betray her character by shedding tears or getting sentimental. Kathleen is too much of a tough customer for that. But this is what happened. Dean has gotten to her. She gets it.  She&#8217;s a cop and she knows that something happened to Sam. If she can help this weird Liar Guy find his &#8220;cousin&#8221; \u2026 maybe \u2026 maybe that would feel good, maybe that would help her deal with what happened to HER family.  She doesn&#8217;t say any of that though. She gathers herself together, and says, &#8220;Come on, let&#8217;s get going.&#8221;  <\/p>\n<p>She&#8217;s a lot like Dean. <\/p>\n<p>I love the framing of this medium shot, of Dean watching her leave him and get in the car. Just had to point it out. I love the layered colors: the blue, the grey\/green, and his head rising above.  <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b94.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b94.jpg\" alt=\"b94\" width=\"847\" height=\"474\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82133\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b94.jpg 847w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b94-100x55.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b94-200x111.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b94-400x223.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 847px) 100vw, 847px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nDean\/Kathleen is one of those small one-off relationships in <i>Supernatural<\/i> that has a lot of depth. Kathleen goes through a lot. Sometimes these random characters who show up don&#8217;t have a journey to go on, they don&#8217;t end up taking up a huge space in the Winchester story-line. Kathleen does, though. It&#8217;s satisfying when that connection works, like it does here. <\/p>\n<p><big>10th scene<\/big><br \/>\nDean asks Kathleen to pull the squad car over. There&#8217;s a back road right there, the first turn-off since the traffic cam. It&#8217;s a completely uninviting looking muddy drive, going off through the woods. Dean is out of the car practically before she stops it. The spidey-sense is going. This feels right to him, somehow. <\/p>\n<p>She tells him to stay with the car, she&#8217;ll go check it out, and that goes over as well as you might expect. &#8220;No way,&#8221; he says automatically, and she stops, with such natural authority, that Dean stops too, turning to look at her quizzically. Almost like he doesn&#8217;t get it. But he&#8217;s so in tune with her, so paying attention to her, that his behavior is almost like, &#8220;Oh &#8211; wait &#8211; what&#8217;s happening with her right now? I sense it&#8217;s important.&#8221; Imagine how he would try to use his batting-eyelashes wiles on someone else, imagine how he would, oh, punch out a male cop who tried to stop him from going down that drive, imagine how he would do all SORTS of things to get what he wants \u2026 but not with her. He <i>listens<\/i> to her.  He likes strong women. He responds very well to them. I mean, Ellen is so strict with him that he basically stands there, and says, &#8220;Yes, ma&#8217;am&#8221; when she scolds him.  The women he chooses, when he does choose to get involved, are substantial quality people.  He doesn&#8217;t like manipulative bitches, but Jeez, neither do I. I am pointing this out because the &#8220;Dean is sexist&#8221; thing gets very boring, mainly because it is totally incorrect, so I am just playing Whack a Mole with those arguments.  Just because he&#8217;s sexually promiscuous doesn&#8217;t mean he&#8217;s sexist. And the way he responds to Kathleen&#8217;s authority is interesting. She&#8217;s quite pretty. He doesn&#8217;t flirt. He may have random thoughts like, &#8220;I wonder how big her boobs are under that puffy parka,&#8221; but that&#8217;s as everyday-normal as wondering what the soup of the day is. His dealings with her are straight-up and open, and right now she knows something about him that he has never told anyone else. How he sees his role in life. He trusts her. <\/p>\n<p>So they have this little standoff. They are equally matched in conviction, smarts, and determination. She says, &#8220;You&#8217;re a civilian. And a felon, I think. I&#8217;m not taking you with me.&#8221; He takes this in and says, bluntly, &#8220;You&#8217;re not going without me.&#8221; This is clearly going to be a problem, so she basically dupes him, which I love. Dean walks right into it. He&#8217;s a good poker player but she is better. She says fine, he can come with, but he must promise to let her handle it. Dean lies, &#8220;Yeah, I promise.&#8221; She holds out her hand, asking him to shake on it. And he DOES. The whole &#8220;you&#8217;re getting rusty, kiddo&#8221; thing comes up a bit later, Dean teasing Sam about getting snatched, but seriously Dean, you didn&#8217;t see this one coming? Of course she pops handcuffs onto his hand and then cuffs him to the squad car.  <\/p>\n<p>Dean is annoyed and embarrassed. She strolls off without him (I love how she locks the door with the remote over her head &#8211; this woman is on top of her game!), as he calls after her, &#8220;Kathleen, I really think you&#8217;re gonna need my help!&#8221; (First name basis. Just saying. Not &#8220;Officer.&#8221;)  Dean still thinks there are Monsters in there.  She could be walking into a nest of demons!<\/p>\n<p>But off she strolls through the rain. Dean rattles the cuffs, helplessly, his hand searching for paper clips, which he knows he doesn&#8217;t have.  <\/p>\n<p>Back to Kathleen, walking up the drive, past the rambling out-buildings, falling apart and derelict. The rain makes everything look worse. The house sits on the muddy drive, with a wraparound front porch, and it looks okay, not bad, and one wonders if Kathleen would have ever heard about that weird family who lives out there. It&#8217;s a small town presumably. The RV is parked by the house. <\/p>\n<p>Kathleen knocks on the door and it is opened by a young girl (Alexia Fast) who would give Nell a run for her money. She&#8217;s around 12 years old, with rat&#8217;s nest hair with a strange little barrette clinging to the tangles. She is pale and dressed like a ragamuffin from the old Dickensian workhouse days. Kathleen&#8217;s face when she sees this child is so taken aback that you know if she weren&#8217;t attacked in the next 5 minutes, she would go back to the police station and call Child Protective Services. Kathleen just has that LOOK on her face. She is kind. She tries to engage the girl. The girl says her name is Missy. Her affect is so off, so strange, that Kathleen is struggling with a million different things, keeping the conversation going. Talk about spidey-sense. But she does take out the photograph of Sam and hands it to Missy, wondering if she&#8217;s ever seen this guy. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b31.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b31.jpg\" alt=\"b31\" width=\"848\" height=\"477\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82137\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b31.jpg 848w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b31-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b31-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b31-400x225.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 848px) 100vw, 848px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nThe child is grotesque. Her childhood is grotesque. One doesn&#8217;t even want to imagine what she has been put through. She fully participates in the horror show that is her family, and she does so in order to get praise and pats on the head. Because of course, that&#8217;s what you would do. <\/p>\n<p>Missy suddenly grins up at Kathleen, and it&#8217;s creepy, but you hope that maybe she&#8217;ll suddenly &#8220;present&#8221; as a normal child, maybe, but no. She&#8217;s grinning because her dad has approached Kathleen from behind and whacks her upside the head with a shovel.  Kathleen collapses into a heap on the porch, and now we get our first look at Pa Bender (John Dennis Johnston), who looks like a cross between ZZ Top and <a href=\"http:\/\/www.imdb.com\/title\/tt0103888\/reference\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\"><i>My Brother&#8217;s Keeper<\/i><\/a>. He says to Missy, &#8220;Sweetheart, tell your brothers I want to see them&#8221; in a tone that makes my skin crawl, and her &#8220;Yes, Daddy&#8221; doesn&#8217;t help the situation.<\/p>\n<p><big>11th scene<\/big><br \/>\nOf course Dean is not going to rest until he has managed to get out of those cuffs. He catches sight of the little antenna on the back of the squad car and then comes a great bit of physical pantomime where Dean, cuffed to the front of the car, tries to stretch his body out long enough in order to grasp hold of the antenna. I actually worry about his groin muscles at a couple of points along the way. He throws his head off to the side, trying to make himself as wide and long as possible, and seriously, Ackles, hats off. It is funny and desperate and real. It&#8217;s dealing with reality. You are <i>actually<\/i> seeing him try to reach that antenna. It&#8217;s not done with tricks or edits.  I mean, like this.<\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b32.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b32.jpg\" alt=\"b32\" width=\"847\" height=\"474\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82139\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b32.jpg 847w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b32-100x55.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b32-200x111.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b32-400x223.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 847px) 100vw, 847px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nBut it goes on like that for a while. As he struggles to reach it, and it is just out of his grasp, he hears that &#8220;whining growl&#8221; down the muddy drive, a car starting up coming his way. Turning up the heat on him, he&#8217;s cuffed there like a sitting duck. He finally is able to grasp two of his fingers around the antenna, and starts to unscrew it, but his body is so stretched out it&#8217;s actually hurting him at this point and he has to take breaks.  The car is coming closer.  Dean finally gets the antenna out, but his fingers fumble it and it falls to the ground, a tiny bit out of his reach, but he stretches himself out yet again to pick it up. <\/p>\n<p>The whole thing is agonizing to watch. It creates its own tension. You don&#8217;t have to do much, people. You just have to set up a situation really really well and let it play out. <i>Get out of the damn way, directors<\/i>. Let the actors play make-believe. It&#8217;s better than any CGI you could cook up.<\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b87.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b87.jpg\" alt=\"b87\" width=\"846\" height=\"474\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82143\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b87.jpg 846w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b87-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b87-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b87-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 846px) 100vw, 846px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nFrantic now, Dean starts to jam the antenna into the cuff&#8217;s locks, wiggling it around, all as he hears the approach of the two guys down the lane.  It&#8217;s not clear up until the last second that Dean will be clear of those cuffs by the time the evil cackling brothers reach the squad car, but with a nice sweep of the camera as they approach we see that Dean has vanished. The cuffs are gone too. Good boy, Dean. The cuffs would be a dead giveaway that someone else was &#8220;out there&#8221; besides that crumpled cop on the porch. <\/p>\n<p><big>12th scene<\/big><br \/>\nWe see Kathleen crumpled in what was Jenkins&#8217; cage. Her cop stuff is off, and the thought of those dirty horrible people touching her to take off her clothes makes me angry. At the same time, I think to myself, &#8220;Her body is kind of smokin&#8217;.&#8221; Sue me. No wait, don&#8217;t. She&#8217;s got a big gash on her forehead, and is slow to wake. Sam crouches in the next cage, watching.  As horrible as the space is, it&#8217;s filmed beautifully.<\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b33.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b33.jpg\" alt=\"b33\" width=\"849\" height=\"479\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82145\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b33.jpg 849w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b33-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b33-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b33-400x225.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 849px) 100vw, 849px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nKathleen looks across at the man in the other cage. &#8220;Are you Sam Winchester?&#8221; She is still out of it, probably a concussion, and tells him his &#8220;cousin&#8221; is looking for him. &#8220;Thank God,&#8221; says Sam. &#8220;Where is he?&#8221; I love her line reading here: &#8220;I, uh \u2026 I cuffed him to my car.&#8221; Well, it seemed like a good idea at the time. <\/p>\n<p>The door suddenly opens and we don&#8217;t know who it is. We hear footsteps. Sam and Kathleen both peer nervously towards the sound. And of course it is Dean, trying to basically tiptoe into this horrible dark space. He doesn&#8217;t even know what he&#8217;s doing or where he is. Then, he gets a glimpse of Sam. Sam sees him and starts laughing, in relief, glad to see him. Dean runs to the cage, grasping onto it, saying, &#8220;Are you hurt?&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b34.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b34.jpg\" alt=\"b34\" width=\"848\" height=\"475\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82146\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b34.jpg 848w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b34-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b34-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b34-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 848px) 100vw, 848px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nThen, he can&#8217;t contain himself, and slams his hands against the cage, saying, &#8220;Damn, it&#8217;s good to see you.&#8221; We&#8217;ll have a couple of Huggy moments with the brothers, and since they aren&#8217;t really huggy types, not with each other anyway, it is always pretty cathartic when they do embrace. They really have to be pushed to it. They have to decide to not give a shit anymore. To care. To show they care. All that jazz. I&#8217;m not a huggy type myself. If I touch you, I MEAN it. Therefore, I don&#8217;t touch all that much. Got it? But they don&#8217;t embrace once they are &#8220;safe&#8221; from a monster. There&#8217;s that great &#8220;Wendigo&#8221; reunion, as the other sibling group is embracing and crying, and Dean and Sam nod to one another across the dark space, holding up torch guns. That&#8217;s their emotional reunion. <\/p>\n<p>Dean&#8217;s reaction here is the most jubilant and emotional we have ever seen him yet.  It&#8217;s so vulnerable. You knew it was coming, but it&#8217;s still surprising. <\/p>\n<p>Kathleen, still struggling with pain and probably seeing double, asks up at Dean, &#8220;How did you get out of the cuffs?&#8221; Dean glances over at her. He says, with minimum cockiness if you can believe it, &#8220;Oh, I know a trick or two.&#8221;  He then goes to inspect the situation and is daunted by the gigantic locks and bars on the cages. No picking that noise. I love how Kathleen looks on at this next interaction between the two men, and you can see her wondering what the hell these two guys do, who they really are, what exactly is the story here? Cousins, my ASS.  <\/p>\n<p>Sam fills Dean in on Jenkins, and the automatic controls, and Dean asks, &#8220;Have you seen them??&#8221; Sam says, &#8220;Dude. They&#8217;re just <i>people<\/i>.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>What is confusing to both of them is what they &#8220;want&#8221;. If you can figure out what a ghost wants, you can figure out a way to kill it. Dean, futzing with the control panel to no avail, says (and this comes up again and again in the series), &#8220;With our regular \u2026 playmates \u2026 there are patterns. But people are just crazy.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Dean can&#8217;t understand people, especially when they choose to be cruel. He can&#8217;t understand it at all.  <\/p>\n<p>So Sam and Dean keep chatting about the case, and Dean mentions having seen a bunch of cars in the back with plates from different states. Kathleen interrupts and asks if he saw a black Mustang, about 10 years old. Dean has been very BUSY ever since he came into the Cage Area, looking, pressing buttons, scanning, walking around, and this stops him. Now. Of course Dean would have clocked every make and model of every car back there. Probably noticed the plates too. It would be automatic for him. He&#8217;s got that kind of analytical mind. He looks down at Kathleen and says, &#8220;Yeah, actually, I did.&#8221; And he says it knowing it&#8217;s bad news for her, but there&#8217;s a tone there, an almost forced casualness, as though he&#8217;s putting off the inevitable. He tries to &#8220;throw it away&#8221;, in other words &#8211; &#8220;Mustang? Yup. Saw it&#8221; but then can&#8217;t go on with that. He sees her face. He knows. &#8220;Your brother&#8217;s?&#8221; She looks away.  He says, &#8220;I&#8217;m sorry.&#8221; It&#8217;s a beautiful moment. Sam looks on, wondering briefly what the hell had gone down while he was locked up. He&#8217;s not sure what&#8217;s happening. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b36.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b36.jpg\" alt=\"b36\" width=\"848\" height=\"477\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82147\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b36.jpg 848w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b36-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b36-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b36-400x225.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 848px) 100vw, 848px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b37.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b37.jpg\" alt=\"b37\" width=\"847\" height=\"478\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82148\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b37.jpg 847w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b37-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b37-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b37-400x225.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 847px) 100vw, 847px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nDean heads off to find a key for the automatic panel which sounds like the worst job in the world. I&#8217;d be like, &#8220;Dammit, can&#8217;t somebody else take on this task?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Jerry Wanek et al outdid themselves with the Bender household. It&#8217;s as in-depth and well-thought-out as the asylum in &#8220;Asylum&#8221;. We&#8217;ve seen the house&#8217;s exterior but the interior appears to go on forever. It is a maze. The DETAIL in the set design, the props, every single corner filled with some creepy specific object. It&#8217;s all deliciously awful, like the worst place you could ever imagine, straight from a nightmare, and they obviously had a lot of fun planning out what the hell these Freaks would have in their home. On what seems to be the first level, Dean, with his flashlight, comes across a shit-ton of creepy stuff, including musty jars filled with gross objects, and Polaroids up on the walls everywhere. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b39.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b39.jpg\" alt=\"b39\" width=\"847\" height=\"476\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82150\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b39.jpg 847w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b39-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b39-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b39-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 847px) 100vw, 847px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nWe get some closeups of those Polaroids. It&#8217;s totally Abu Ghraib stuff. It&#8217;s the worst of war, the two yahoos we saw earlier cackling over the dead bodies of their victims, putting them in horrible poses. And the team had to create these Polaroids with various extras. That must have been a super fun day. Those Polaroids look REAL, like real out-takes from snuff films, or trophy pics from conquering armies. The stuff you do not want to be leaked to the public. I find them truly disturbing. Dean looks at all of them, murmuring to himself, &#8220;I&#8217;ll say it again. Demons I get. People are crazy.&#8221; He&#8217;s almost <em>offended<\/em>. <\/p>\n<p>He comes to a stairway leading up to the next floor. I see in it a distinct visual call-back to Mary Winchester at the top of the stairs in the teaser in the pilot. I don&#8217;t think that&#8217;s too far a stretch. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/01\/spn3.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/01\/spn3.jpg\" alt=\"spn3\" width=\"848\" height=\"473\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-75862\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/01\/spn3.jpg 848w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/01\/spn3-100x55.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/01\/spn3-200x111.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/01\/spn3-400x223.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 848px) 100vw, 848px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b401.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b401.jpg\" alt=\"b40\" width=\"845\" height=\"476\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82153\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b401.jpg 845w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b401-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b401-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b401-400x225.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 845px) 100vw, 845px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nSame exact camera placement. Same number of stairs. <\/p>\n<p>And up Dean goes, into the mess that is someone else&#8217;s fucked-up family. &#8220;Nightmare&#8221; showed us the end result of years of abuse, the trauma Max endured. Dean&#8217;s resistance to seeing his childhood is abusive is a survival tactic, and also something he consciously creates in order to protect Sam. &#8220;It wasn&#8217;t so bad \u2026&#8221; &#8220;Our family isn&#8217;t cursed \u2026&#8221; And etc.  But we&#8217;ve seen enough, Dean. And the very next episode is going to bring us Dad, and then &#8220;Something Wicked&#8221; is coming down the pike, and our feelings are going to start shifting. We are going to stop seeing Dean as a reliable narrator of his own life.  <\/p>\n<p>Dean walking up those stairs, so exactly like the stairs his mother walked down \u2026 is sort of entering the world where all of this stuff is ABOUT to start getting HANDLED. Or at least acknowledged.<\/p>\n<p>In the meantime, though, Dean is just trying to get through moment to moment. Where is everyone? <\/p>\n<p>Then we get a creepy-ass high-up shot of what looks like a main room, leading into the next room with a big open doorway. A ceiling fan is going. There is debris everywhere, but there is some semblance of order. There&#8217;s a tiny table with a bunch of objects crowded on top of it. Papers are scattered on the floor. It&#8217;s dingy, grimy. The worst detail, in terms of the creep factor, is that a scratchy record is playing, old-timey piano dance music. It&#8217;s a great shot, because we never see Dean enter into it. We just see the empty room, an example of how <i>Supernatural<\/i> messes with our expectations in terms of shot construction (I know I keep drumming that point home, but HOW things are put together is important).  Giving us an establishing shot like this one where there are no people, and yet the camera is moving, slowly coming down from its position on the ceiling \u2026 it&#8217;s fucking scary, that&#8217;s all.  <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b41.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b41.jpg\" alt=\"b41\" width=\"848\" height=\"475\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82155\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b41.jpg 848w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b41-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b41-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b41-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 848px) 100vw, 848px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nDean is seen coming down the Worst Hallway in the World. Blue light blasts through the window in stark Venetian blind shadows, and there are weird things hanging from the ceiling. Dean bumps his head against one of them and it looks like \u2026 I don&#8217;t know \u2026 a freakin&#8217; skeleton. Bones are hanging from the ceiling. Dean is in love with hygiene and is skeeved out by germs. He probably scrubbed himself with a Brillo pad when he finally got back to the motel that night. He had to TOUCH things. In that PLACE. He will NEVER BE CLEAN.  Meanwhile, that dance music keeps floating through the air. We&#8217;re with Dean totally, we can&#8217;t see what he&#8217;s walking into. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b42.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b42.jpg\" alt=\"b42\" width=\"850\" height=\"478\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82156\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b42.jpg 850w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b42-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b42-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b42-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 850px) 100vw, 850px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>How the hell is he gonna find a key in that place.<\/p>\n<p>We then get a huge closeup of a giant old-fashioned gramophone, record spinning, and in the background we see a figure at the sink, and along with the dance music we hear the terrible unmistakeable sound of a saw going through bone. The guy at work is grabbing different tools off the big table behind him, and the gramophone looms in the foreground, and the whole thing is super INSANE. Peter Ellis, you are a sick man, and I appreciate your talents. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b43.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b43.jpg\" alt=\"b43\" width=\"849\" height=\"475\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82158\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b43.jpg 849w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b43-100x55.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b43-200x111.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b43-400x223.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 849px) 100vw, 849px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nDean has no idea what he is dealing with. He is peeking around corners. If it were a demon, he&#8217;d know what to do. But people scare the shit out of him. He creeps forward into the ceiling fan room and sees a little tin box of keys on the little table. As he goes to investigate, he sees a jar sitting next to the little box, a jar full of molars.  Like it&#8217;s a collection of beach glass or something. Grisly. He picks it up and stares at it, morbidly fascinated and grossed out. <\/p>\n<p>He hears a squeak on the floor behind him and the camera is right up in his grill, and we see him realize someone is behind him. He gears up. Whirls around. And sees Missy standing there, seemingly terrified. He is in darkness, he looks as scary as she does. He is holding a giant BOARD. Dean with kids, though. He&#8217;s susceptible to kids. It&#8217;s a beautiful quality, it&#8217;s an Achilles heel. Kathleen had the same thing. <\/p>\n<p>He says to her, &#8220;I&#8217;m not gonna hurt you \u2026&#8221; I&#8217;ve mentioned how often Dean says that. More often than Sam does. He says it because he knows what he seems like. He knows he seems like a bad guy, and maybe the lines are a little blurred, true, but he&#8217;s really not a Bad Guy (\u2122) but regular civilian types won&#8217;t be able to tell the difference so he races into the void of fear saying, &#8220;I&#8217;m not gonna hurt you.&#8221; It&#8217;s self-aware. He knows he seems dangerous. And he is. But he can control it. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b44.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b44.jpg\" alt=\"b44\" width=\"847\" height=\"477\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82161\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b44.jpg 847w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b44-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b44-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b44-400x225.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 847px) 100vw, 847px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nI mean, here is how he is lit in this scene. Does that look like a Good Guy (\u2122) to you? If I saw that in my house, I&#8217;d fucking stab his thigh as well. <\/p>\n<p>But he makes a mistake here. She says, &#8220;I know,&#8221; and stabs him in the thigh with a knife, completely startling him, and then she starts screaming, &#8220;DADDY!&#8221;  <\/p>\n<p>Now comes an EXCELLENT fight scene. Three on one.  Dean against the Bender men.  Dean is outnumbered. He is thrown into walls. He gets a couple punches in. One brother holds him, and Dean kicks out at the other brother. At one point he is reduced to kicking a couple of crates in one guy&#8217;s direction. Great fight. And it ends with one of my favorite pratfalls from Jensen Ackles. It&#8217;s done in one shot. You see him get hit, you see him fall. It&#8217;s worth it to slow down the episode to watch him go down. I mean, it&#8217;s almost like a cartoon. He is bashed in the back of a head with a frying pan. He crumples down, and you can practically hear little birdies tweeting in his ears. <\/p>\n<p>The fight choreography on this show is so good, and both Ackles and Padalecki are superb physically. They both do most of their own stunts. That shit HELPS. The fights feel real, urgent, and are creatively choreographed using found objects at hand (crates, frying pans), because that&#8217;s how it would go down. It&#8217;s not just people sparring with one another cleanly. <\/p>\n<p>The music never stops. It sounds PSYCHOTIC. <\/p>\n<p><big>13th scene<\/big><br \/>\nI love how the next scene opens. We get a big dark closeup of Dean, head bowed down, waking up from being knocked out. So that&#8217;s our establishing shot: close in on Dean, we have no idea where he is. In the cage? <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b45.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b45.jpg\" alt=\"b45\" width=\"848\" height=\"477\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82160\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b45.jpg 848w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b45-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b45-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b45-400x225.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 848px) 100vw, 848px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nAnd in the next moment, we are flown back (visually) across the room and up in the corner, so we see where he is, we see the full picture.  And it&#8217;s worse than we could have imagined. You WISH he was in the Cage Area with Sam.<\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b46.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b46.jpg\" alt=\"b46\" width=\"851\" height=\"477\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82163\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b46.jpg 851w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b46-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b46-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b46-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 851px) 100vw, 851px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nHis pose, too. That spread-legged pose. It is both aggressive and receiving. This is Dean Winchester, this is the blend he has in his makeup, his defense mechanisms, his fighting instinct.  It&#8217;s extremely male and extremely female, in the same moment. When threatened, he has a tendency to run towards the threat, baring his throat to it. Barking sexual come-ons. You know, I&#8217;m just saying. Clint Eastwood doesn&#8217;t act this way. The way the family is positioned around him, hovering like vultures, drooling over him, is disturbing. The dirty intimacy of family secrets. We saw what secrets can do to a family in &#8220;Nightmare&#8221;. We see what Sam&#8217;s secrets have been doing to him. We see Dean&#8217;s suspicion of secrets. But he&#8217;s keeping secrets too. Even worse, he doesn&#8217;t even know that he is. How could he let it in, how bad it was back then for him? How hurt he was by his Dad, how destroyed? That fact just cannot be allowed any play at all in his understanding of himself. It&#8217;s too destabilizing. It will come, and when it explodes (that awesome confrontation with himself in &#8220;Dream a Little Dream&#8221;) it&#8217;s traumatic.<\/p>\n<p>The Bender family is presented so grotesquely that one may resist making these connections. I think <i>Supernatural<\/i> wants you to be drawn that way, and wants you to resist. It&#8217;s ugly. Where we are going is ugly. Perhaps not Bender ugly, but ugly nonetheless. Family is hell, remember. Dean can&#8217;t get that yet. He loves Sam, he clings to Sam, he survived his childhood because he had Sam to protect. Imagine how much worse it would have been if there had been no Sam? If it had just been Dean and Dad? But even still: the Bender siblings are completely in thrall to their deadly father, to their family tradition, to keeping the secrets.  They leer and drool at Dean, who tolerates it, as grossed out as he is, because, frankly, this is just another day in the office for Dean Winchester. I mean, he would prefer demon drool, because he knows how to deal with THAT. But being looked at like a piece of meat is Old Hat for him. So fuck it, he opens his legs to acknowledge it directly. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b89.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b89.jpg\" alt=\"b89\" width=\"848\" height=\"474\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82165\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b89.jpg 848w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b89-100x55.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b89-200x111.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b89-400x223.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 848px) 100vw, 848px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nOne of the Bender brothers giggles that he looks like he would be &#8220;fun to hunt&#8221;. Pa Bender then goes off on a gleeful monologue about how he has &#8220;hunted&#8221; all his life, animals and people. Bears, deer, cougars, and man. People are the most fun to hunt! (It&#8217;s reminiscent of 1932&#8217;s <i>The Most Dangerous Game<\/i>, the movie that played such an important role in <i>Zodiac<\/i>. <i>Most Dangerous Game<\/i> features people being hunted like animals by a total Mad Man on a creepy island. Starring Joel McRae, one of my faves. He&#8217;s sexy as hell.)<\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/the-most-dangerous-game-swamp.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/the-most-dangerous-game-swamp.jpg\" alt=\"the-most-dangerous-game-swamp\" width=\"450\" height=\"346\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82167\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/the-most-dangerous-game-swamp.jpg 450w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/the-most-dangerous-game-swamp-100x76.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/the-most-dangerous-game-swamp-200x153.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/the-most-dangerous-game-swamp-400x307.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 450px) 100vw, 450px\" \/><\/a> <\/p>\n<p>\nDean listens to this monologue with growing disgust and alarm. He is also disgusted and alarmed by the lack of hygiene in front of him. The teeth. Every time the guy leans in to Dean, you can see Dean recoil, from the sight, from the rancid breath. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b48.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b48.jpg\" alt=\"b48\" width=\"851\" height=\"475\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82172\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b48.jpg 851w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b48-100x55.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b48-200x111.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b48-400x223.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 851px) 100vw, 851px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nThe relish Pa Bender expresses during the monologue is chilling. It&#8217;s fun to watch someone&#8217;s fear, to watch their eyes go dark. Dean is scared. It&#8217;s weird to see him truly scared, but he&#8217;s scared now. They start circling him. He&#8217;s tied up, he&#8217;s hurt, he&#8217;s vulnerable, and his brain is working a mile a minute. <\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/92.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/92.jpg\" alt=\"92\" width=\"846\" height=\"476\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82171\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/92.jpg 846w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/92-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/92-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/92-400x225.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 846px) 100vw, 846px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nPa Bender says they&#8217;ve been doing this for generations, but never &#8220;sloppy&#8221; enough to bring the cops down on them. He leans in to Dean, grinning again, saying, &#8220;You with that pretty cop?&#8221; You see, Dean Winchester suggests sex, just by showing up. He can&#8217;t fucking help it. No, he&#8217;s not &#8220;with&#8221; that cop, but there&#8217;s enough there between them that it can already be used against him. And even something that is innocent, like his interactions with Kathleen, is twisted.  Some people just ARE Erotic Muses, and <a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=72302\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">Dean is one of them<\/a>. I can imagine him at 16, 17, as this aspect of him started to blossom, thinking, &#8220;Why the fuck is everyone so WEIRD to me all the time? Jesus CHRIST. Stop LOOKING at me.&#8221; He hates being the center of attention, and yet being the center of attention is his destiny.<\/p>\n<p>In that sexualized threatening environment, Dean&#8217;s wise cracking goes into gear. It&#8217;s automatic. He makes a wisecrack and one of the brothers belts him across the face. Pa Bender says, &#8220;Tell me something I want to know \u2026&#8221; and Dean says, &#8220;How &#8217;bout it&#8217;s not nice to marry your sister.&#8221; Dean is careless in the face of danger like this. He runs towards it screaming taunts, hoping to blast his way through. But he can&#8217;t do that now. He&#8217;s just got his fresh mouth. <\/p>\n<p>Pa, who has (ominously), drawn a red hot poker out of the fire behind Dean, asks if there are any more cops out there. Dean says, &#8220;Eat me.&#8221; And then draws up short, &#8220;No, no, you actually <i>might<\/i>.&#8221; Classic. But then one of the brothers grabs his head (and it looks real, it looks rough, lots of trust between these actors!) to hold it still, and that is when Pa brings the poker into Dean&#8217;s view. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b50.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b50.jpg\" alt=\"b50\" width=\"848\" height=\"477\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82173\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b50.jpg 848w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b50-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b50-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b50-400x225.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 848px) 100vw, 848px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>&#8220;You brought this down on my family,&#8221; says Pa, and then says to the hovering yahoos, &#8220;Looks like we&#8217;re gonna have a hunt tonight after all, boys,&#8221; and they get all super-psyched. Pa says to Dean, &#8220;And you get to pick the animal. The boy or the cop.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Dean drops the wisecracks and starts to negotiate, frantically, his nose bleeding, his head being held by those awful hands. Nobody else is coming, it&#8217;s just them. Pa grins and says, &#8220;If you don&#8217;t choose, I will&#8221; and then plunges the poker into Dean&#8217;s chest. Dean screams and cries. The poker goes right where his heart is. I think we&#8217;ve covered Dean&#8217;s heart before. And how important it is.  &#8220;Faith&#8221;, etc. The tattoo will eventually go there. It&#8217;s an important area. Pa goes right for it.  <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b51.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b51.jpg\" alt=\"b51\" width=\"849\" height=\"476\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82177\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b51.jpg 849w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b51-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b51-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b51-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 849px) 100vw, 849px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Then we get a great shot where Pa puts the poker right up to Dean&#8217;s face. You can see it reflected in his eyeball. Awesome. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b52.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b52.jpg\" alt=\"b52\" width=\"850\" height=\"476\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82175\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b52.jpg 850w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b52-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b52-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b52-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 850px) 100vw, 850px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nPa says, almost soothingly, &#8220;Next time I&#8217;ll take an eye.&#8221; And Dean caves, shouting, &#8220;All right all right, take the guy, take the guy.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>You know why he does it, as terrible as it is. You know why it feels like shit, too. We have just heard from Dean how it has been &#8220;his job&#8221; to keep Sam safe, his whole life, and here he is, choosing to throw Sammy to the wolves. But in his code, putting Kathleen (as awesome at her job as she is) in that position would be unforgivable. Sammy is a professional hunter. Sammy can fight his way out. But still. It&#8217;s a hell of a choice. It gets worse, too, in the next moment, when Pa hands a key to one of his sons and tells him to go shoot Sam in the cage. Dean isn&#8217;t sure he heard right? He&#8217;s been betrayed. The son goes off to do the deed, and Dean starts screaming.  The episode really is structured beautifully, and somehow it doesn&#8217;t feel manipulative. You know, like:<br \/>\n1. Have Dean tell us what he needs<br \/>\n2. Make him lose what he needs, make him face the death of his brother, TURN THE SCREWS ON HIM TEE HEE. <\/p>\n<p>It feels a bit more organic than that somehow. It all seems to happen so fast, unfolding like a car crash, their run-in with the Benders. They both have to think on their feet, re-evaluating, re-assessing every assumption, and they get things wrong left and right. Dean&#8217;s face when he realizes he has been tricked, that they are going to shoot Sam first, is heart-rending. And they&#8217;re all so up in his face. Pa says, horribly, &#8220;When you&#8217;re done with the boy, shoot the bitch too.&#8221; It&#8217;s so reductive.  And he says it so casually. She&#8217;s a dog. An animal. A bitch. <\/p>\n<p>Down in the Cage Lair, the door opens, and both Sam and Kathleen look wildly over, trying to see who it is. The brother presses on the control panel, and Sam&#8217;s cage door swings open. Sam demands, &#8220;What are you doing&#8221; and somehow, it&#8217;s even more terrible to see these guys entrapped by humans. They didn&#8217;t sign up for THIS. When did they enter an episode of <i>Criminal Minds<\/i>? Where&#8217;s the fucking monster? Sam seems totally on edge, alert, crouched there. If it were a ghost, he could gear up. But this? He swipes up the bracket on his floor (we knew that would come in handy), and Kathleen starts screaming, &#8220;Hey!&#8221; to stop what&#8217;s about to go down. I love her. Tough broad. Brother Bender appears, holding up his rifle, and Sam throws the bracket at him, distracting him, and the gun goes off wildly. <\/p>\n<p>Back upstairs, Dean hears the shot. He screams that he will kill them all. Pa Bender moves off to the side, calling downstairs to see how it&#8217;s going. Dean is a blur in the background, hovered over by the other brother and Missy. They are just on TOP of this guy. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b53.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b53.jpg\" alt=\"b53\" width=\"850\" height=\"474\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82205\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b53.jpg 850w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b53-100x55.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b53-200x111.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b53-400x223.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 850px) 100vw, 850px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Back downstairs, Sam is now struggling for the gun on the floor of his cage with the brother. Brother Bender may be good at fighting people who are lost and scared in the woods, but he is no match for the Ninja that is Sam Winchester. Sam knows how to fight and knows how to grab the reins of any fight, and he also is a giant. He can cover his height up to appear gentler and less intimidating, but when he wants to dominate, he seems enormous. He&#8217;s on top of Brother Bender, and smashes the rifle butt into the guy&#8217;s face repeatedly.<\/p>\n<p>The entire Bender situation has gone south because a cop is on the premises. This must be cleaned up. Pa and the other brother leave Missy in charge of Dean and head off downstairs to see what is going on. Dean is a wreck, and little Missy stands right in front of him waving her knife in his face tauntingly.  It&#8217;s terrible because she is so young, and you wonder: What the hell will happen to that child? Could she ever re-integrate? Dean, too, was a world-class killer before he hit his teen years. No wonder he had nightmares the entire time he was living with Lisa and Ben, pacing the house in his pajamas and bare feet, checking the locks, swigging down whiskey before crawling into bed to try to forget. Hold Lisa, try to be normal. How could he ever enter into a normal world? Is it even possible? <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/93.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/93.jpg\" alt=\"93\" width=\"846\" height=\"477\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82202\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/93.jpg 846w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/93-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/93-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/93-400x225.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 846px) 100vw, 846px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nDean and kids. A motif. Turned against him here. <\/p>\n<p>Back downstairs, we come to the final showdown. When Pa and Brother #1 burst into the Cage Lair, guns drawn, they find both cages open, both prisoners gone, vanished into the shadows.  It&#8217;s a big sprawling place with lots of areas to hide. They move out into the larger barn area, looking around. The Bender house of cards is tumbling. The generations-long tradition of &#8220;hunting&#8221; is stopping tonight and they know it. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/94.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/94.jpg\" alt=\"94\" width=\"845\" height=\"475\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82203\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/94.jpg 845w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/94-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/94-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/94-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 845px) 100vw, 845px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nWe see Sam skulking in the shadows. We don&#8217;t see Kathleen at first. The barn is enormous, with equipment and hay bales, all swathed in darkness.  The Benders skulk around, looking. Kathleen (it seems she&#8217;s on the other side of the barn from Sam) makes her way towards a nearby cabinet-structure, and goes to open it, maybe her thought is to hide, but more likely she is looking for a tool, a weapon of some kind. A hoe, a shovel. The door creaks just slightly. The Benders hear it. Brother Bender goes over to that area, staring at the now-closed cabinet, before shooting into it repeatedly. Opening the door, he sees only darkness. He thinks (slowly) about this, and it is at that moment that awesome Kathleen leaps onto him from above, grabbing him around the neck. She&#8217;s a total Ninja herself. They struggle. Sam has peeked above the hay bales to see what is happening and Pa gets a good look at him, shooting in his direction. Sam dives off to the side. Bender Brother knocks Kathleen off him and looms over her, pointing the gun at her. He takes the time to sneer, &#8220;You stupid \u2026&#8221; (If these villains and monsters wouldn&#8217;t take the time to speak in these final confrontations, they might have more of a chance of surviving. But noooooo, they always gotta run their mouths off.)  Sam bursts into view, screaming, &#8220;HEY&#8221; as a distraction (I love how Sam and Kathleen didn&#8217;t have time to come up with a plan, and they both clearly are improvising, urgently, and yet they are in sync &#8211; they are connected &#8211; they are going to survive this TOGETHER &#8211; totally unspoken.) Brother shoots at Sam, who ducks, and the shot goes into Pa Bender&#8217;s shoulder who has also burst into view, right behind Sam. Good times. Brother shoots his own father. I have to admit I found that deeply satisfying.<\/p>\n<p>In the uncertain moment following Pa Bender going down, Sam grabs the reins, charging at the brother, whipping the gun out of his hands and smashing him in the face four times. I love violence that is morally correct. <\/p>\n<p><big>14th scene<\/big><br \/>\nSam has dragged Brother Bender into one of the cages and slams the door shut. Kathleen, freaked out but strong, stands over Pa Bender, who is conscious, holding a gun on him. It&#8217;s disturbing, but it&#8217;s a gorgeous shot, too.<\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b55.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b55.jpg\" alt=\"b55\" width=\"850\" height=\"474\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82204\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b55.jpg 850w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b55-100x55.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b55-200x111.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b55-400x223.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 850px) 100vw, 850px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nKathleen says, &#8220;I&#8217;ll watch this one. You go ahead.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b57.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b57.jpg\" alt=\"b57\" width=\"849\" height=\"474\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82209\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b57.jpg 849w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b57-100x55.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b57-200x111.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b57-400x223.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 849px) 100vw, 849px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nSam hears her words. He knows what is about to happen. It&#8217;s not that he can blame her. He doesn&#8217;t seem surprised or judgmental, but it certainly is a grave moment. A moment of acknowledging the power of revenge, and how we have to maybe fight against it, especially in our line of work, we have to keep cool heads \u2026 As he says to Dean, twice now in Season 1, &#8220;We don&#8217;t kill <i>people<\/i>.&#8221; If they start killing bad people, they will have totally lost the plot and point of their lives. You can see why Sam literally loses his mind in Season 6, as the reality of what he did when he had no soul, starts coming back to him. Sam is deeply moral. Again, he doesn&#8217;t look judgmental. He just looks at Kathleen, and a glance passes back and forth between them.<\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b56.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b56.jpg\" alt=\"b56\" width=\"850\" height=\"474\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82210\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b56.jpg 850w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b56-100x55.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b56-200x111.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b56-400x223.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 850px) 100vw, 850px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\n<i>Supernatural<\/i> is about grey areas. This moment is a perfect example. Sam leaves. He knows what is about to happen. It&#8217;s wrong, legally, but it&#8217;s also justice. You can see why you have to be careful throwing around such concepts.  <\/p>\n<p>Pa Bender basically digs his own grave because he&#8217;s a mean sonofabitch. Maybe she would have let him live. I doubt it, but maybe. Instead, he sneers up at her, ugly ugly words, &#8220;You hurt my family. I&#8217;m gonna bleed you, bitch.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>She says, struggling with her emotions, just like Dean, &#8220;You killed my brother. Just tell me why.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Pa Bender starts laughing hysterically, and replies, with a taunt &#8220;Because it&#8217;s fun!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>We hear the gun shot, but we don&#8217;t see it go down. We cut to Dean and Sam, emerging from the house, Dean clutching his arm, his hand, his shoulder, basically clutching his whole ruined body. Kathleen emerges from the barn, head bleeding, filthy. She is no longer holding a gun. She walks calmly, she&#8217;s probably in shock. She&#8217;s been injured. She just killed a man. What a night. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/96.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/96.jpg\" alt=\"96\" width=\"851\" height=\"475\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82211\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/96.jpg 851w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/96-100x55.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/96-200x111.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/96-400x223.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 851px) 100vw, 851px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nMud.<\/p>\n<p>Dean and Sam hurry over to her (squelching through mud). Their language here is official, catching each other up \u2026 but the subtext is what everyone is playing. Everyone knows she just killed Pa Bender. Dean is assessing Kathleen&#8217;s face, reading the emotions he sees there. He&#8217;s worried, maybe. Kathleen&#8217;s brother is dead and he died horribly, at the hands of these monsters. Polaroids were taken. You can&#8217;t even imagine anything worse. You see Dean factoring all that in as he looks at Kathleen.  <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Where&#8217;s the girl?&#8221; asks Kathleen.<br \/>\n&#8220;Locked in the closet,&#8221; says Dean.<\/p>\n<p>Oh, Missy. You are in for a long hard road. <\/p>\n<p>Dean asks, &#8220;What about the Dad?&#8221; and Kathleen says, &#8220;Shot. Trying to escape.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>We then get one of those great triangulation series of shots, the energy flowing from one person to the other to the other. Kathleen, lying, knowing they know, but lying anyway. Dean taking it in, considering the implications, glancing to Sam, Sam looking at Kathleen, taking it all in. Nobody says anything. There is nothing more to say. <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b61.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b61.jpg\" alt=\"b61\" width=\"850\" height=\"479\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82213\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b61.jpg 850w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b61-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b61-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b61-400x225.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 850px) 100vw, 850px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b59.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b59.jpg\" alt=\"b59\" width=\"848\" height=\"476\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82212\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b59.jpg 848w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b59-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b59-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b59-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 848px) 100vw, 848px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b60.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b60.jpg\" alt=\"b60\" width=\"849\" height=\"476\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82214\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b60.jpg 849w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b60-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b60-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b60-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 849px) 100vw, 849px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nThen we get a repeat of those closeups. The silence goes on. Kathleen, to Dean, to Sam. Silence. <\/p>\n<p>Nice. That it just sits there, in the air, between all of them. The implications are left to us, how we think about it is left up to us. <i>Supernatural<\/i> gives the audience a ton of room. One of the reasons I love it so much.<\/p>\n<p>Kathleen, who has retrieved her jacket, her cop stuff, is now calling for backup, and Dean murmurs to Sam that the Impala is back at the police station. They&#8217;re kind of stranded. Out in the drive, Kathleen tells them that the FBI are on their way, plus the state police. &#8220;They&#8217;re gonna want to talk to you,&#8221; she says. &#8220;I suggest you&#8217;re both long gone by then.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b65.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b65.jpg\" alt=\"b65\" width=\"849\" height=\"476\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82216\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b65.jpg 849w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b65-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b65-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b65-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 849px) 100vw, 849px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nGrey areas. Swim in those grey areas. <\/p>\n<p>Dean again says he doesn&#8217;t want to &#8220;press his luck,&#8221; but could they maybe catch a ride back to the police station so he can get his car? I absolutely love her response. There&#8217;s an underlying note of &#8220;You have got to be kidding me&#8221; in her tone, but all she says is, &#8220;Start walking. Duck if you see a squad car.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>But there&#8217;s something else to be said, and Dean steps in to say it. Something transpired between these two individuals, something important, a shared acknowledgement of loss and confusion and panic. She was there for him. He found his brother. She &#8220;found&#8221; hers, too, and she&#8217;s living with the terrible knowledge of what he went through. He says he&#8217;s sorry about her brother. Kathleen has been so official up until now, her job is in her blood, her DNA, she can do it competently even when she&#8217;s wounded and frightened, but at his words, something else starts to happen. She smiles. But it&#8217;s only to keep from crying. It&#8217;s a great look. She thanks Dean for saying that. She sort of looks around, back at the house. Starting to blubber would just not be right for her right now. Best to wait until she is alone. It&#8217;s going to be a long night. I just think Jessica Steen did such a wonderful job with this part.  <\/p>\n<p>She says, &#8220;It was just really hard not knowing what happened to him. I thought it would be easier once I knew the truth \u2026 but \u2026 it isn&#8217;t really.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b66.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b66.jpg\" alt=\"b66\" width=\"847\" height=\"475\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-82217\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b66.jpg 847w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b66-100x56.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b66-200x112.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/b66-400x224.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 847px) 100vw, 847px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nA little boy went missing in my home town when I was a kid. We were the same age. He vanished from his front yard, all while his mother was washing dishes at the window, keeping an eye on him. A state-wide and nation-wide search ensued. I remember the helicopters hovering over my neighborhood. I remember the posters everywhere. This was before John Walsh, this was before milk cartons. I remember how the disappearance changed my childhood. Suddenly we weren&#8217;t allowed to play in the woods anymore. Suddenly our mothers would come out into the backyard and do head counts. Suddenly cops came to our school and taught us about how to stay safe. I was haunted by that little blonde boy who was my age who disappeared. Years passed. The father of the little boy was (is) an appliance repair guy and occasionally he would come to our house to fix our dishwasher, and I remember standing in the living room as this guy knelt in the kitchen with his toolbox, and I was, oh, 10 years old, and all I could do was wonder how this man dealt with it. His son was gone. Here he is in my house fixing our dishwasher. There were rumors that the little boy&#8217;s mother kept a place set for him at the table. It was an extremely eerie thing to experience as a child, especially since I was the same age as the boy.  We all identified, fearfully. It completely destabilized our sense of safety. For good. When I was a teenager, I was living in Ireland with my family (my dad had pulled us all out of school to go on sabbatical there). My friends back home would write me letters care of various American Express offices, and when we would get to a certain town, we would go and pick up our mail. It was always so exciting. But I will never forget the one batch of mail that came when we arrived in Dublin. Every letter from all of my friends had the same news: the little lost boy had been found. The news broke over my home state like a tsunami. No one had forgotten the disappearance, even though it had been 8 years earlier. But he was found. Or, a box of his bones was found. In the house next door to his own. The story of what happened to that little boy is almost more awful than the disappearance itself and when we learned all the details the only thing you could think was: &#8220;I hope he went quickly.&#8221; But there is no getting away from the fact that the final moments of this little boy&#8217;s life were horrifying to a degree that makes your mind shut down. The whole thing &#8220;broke&#8221; because the villain in this story (someone I actually fucking knew, peripherally &#8211; everyone knew him) had attempted it again with a teenage boy (whom I also knew, he was in my gym class). Said teenage boy fought back, got away, told his parents, who told the cops, who then searched the house, and found the box of bones. Anyway, as you can imagine, this is a scar from which our state will never recover, and it keeps coming up, it keeps re-emerging. Just a couple of years ago the Villain was up for parole. Some deal had been struck, good behavior, all that. All hell broke loose. Suddenly all we were talking about, again, was that disappearance. It was as though no time had passed. I joined a FB group to protest his release, I wrote letters to the district attorney. Everyone did. Finally, the Villain himself decided to voluntarily commit himself to a mental institution for the rest of his life. He didn&#8217;t want to get out, he was afraid he would be killed. The entire state seethes with hatred for this man. I&#8217;m actually surprised that he wasn&#8217;t killed in prison. <\/p>\n<p>So that story is what I think of (and I think of it often) when I see the twisted look of pain on Kathleen&#8217;s face when she says &#8220;it was really hard not knowing what happened to him,&#8221; and that she &#8220;thought it would be easier&#8221; once she knew the truth. One cannot imagine the pain that that family in my state went through. First of all, the years of not knowing. YEARS. How can a child vanish from his own front yard, in the, what, 45 seconds when his mother turned away to the fridge? I mean, you can&#8217;t even think of anything more horrifying. And then years of nothing-ness. He was GONE. But then \u2026 to realize \u2026 that he was next door the whole time \u2026 or, his remains were, anyway \u2026 hidden in a box \u2026 that it was over probably before nightfall on the first day of his disappearance \u2026 and that he had died scared and alone, with his mother right in the next yard \u2026 <\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s too much. Knowing is almost worse than not knowing. Or, no. It all sucks. <\/p>\n<p>Sorry. Pretty intense digression. But that&#8217;s what I think of when I see the look of loss and confusion on Kathleen&#8217;s face. That type of trauma is what she&#8217;s tapping into. <\/p>\n<p>Dean and Sam trudge off down the drive, and the first thing Dean says is, &#8220;Don&#8217;t ever do that again.&#8221; It&#8217;s so parental. The camera is far off, we see the two of them in long shot, no more closeups.  They&#8217;re back together again, and so they&#8217;re shown together in the frame. As they walk, slowly, the camera pulls back up and out, so we see them in a birds&#8217; eye view.  <\/p>\n<p>Sam laughs, almost flattered. &#8220;You were worried about me.&#8221; Dean won&#8217;t go THERE, no SIR. Instead he says, &#8220;All I&#8217;m saying is, you vanish like that again, I&#8217;m not looking for you.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Famous last words.  <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Directed by Peter Ellis Written by John Shiban When we first met Dean Winchester in the pilot, he was cocky, brash, and bossy. 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