It’s just a spat, I know. But any time the Winchester brother are on less-than-friendly terms, a tiny piece of me dies. You hear that, show, I’m DYING. And you DON’T CARE.
Sorry. Freak-out over. I’m not dying. I’m just stressed. As I mentioned, Sam and Dean are still working out some of the core issues that were left in the aftermath of the Gadreel drama. And though they tackled a couple of them head on in tonight’s episode, they’re far from done having it out over everything that has gone down so far this season. But I’ll get to that. First, we have to talk about Garth, who, it turns out, has gone through some pretty big stuff since we last saw him.
For one: He’s married. Second: He’s married to a werewolf named Bess. Third: He’s a werewolf, too.
I know, it was a lot to take in. (They should really start a hunter’s newsletter or something.) And Sam and Dean had quite the time processing it all themselves, as you might guess.
Initially, Garth hadn’t even planned on telling them the truth and even tried ditching them at the hospital where Sam and Dean (who is, I’d say, is basically sporting a beard these days) had caught up with him. But once they tracked him down to the place he shared with his wife, he had no choice but to ‘fess up about his new, unique situation.
The facts were this: Garth was bitten during a hunt and had accepted that his only option was to off himself. But just before he did so, Bess saved his life, and showed him that being a wolf — or a “Bitten” — didn’t have to be all bad. And she was right. This was no ordinary clan of monsters he’d joined. These werewolves — or lycanthropes, as they preferred — were spiritual folk. They worshipped together, had (very disgusting) family dinners, and wore silver bullets around their necks as symbols of their mortality. (Nice religious parallel.) As Supernatural has taught us time and time again, however, every peaceful flock has stray members — and those people are cause for concern. In this case, after Sam and Dean were attacked by a sheriff who turned out to be a violent werewolf, they had no choice but to consider the entire flock Were-Worshippers a threat.
Upon further research, Dean figured out that a portion of the werewolf group were members of an ancient cult of werewolves that wanted to wipe humans off the Earth. (You know, the usual.)
And though Bess’s father, who was a leader of sorts in this group, tried to claim that he had rid the group of the hatred that was once prevalent, Dean had to break the news that were-daddy didn’t do a very thorough job. And soon we learned that Bess’s step-mother was among them.
Confrontation ensued. Bess’s step-mom was killed. The good guys won. But more importantly Garth was left with a big decision: To stay with his new family or go off and put his werewolf mojo to use as a hunter. Dean set him straight pretty quickly. “You got something here,” he told Garth. “Don’t let that go. You’ll never forgive yourself. [Ed note: Dean should know.] Besides, somebody’s gotta live to tell this story one day. Who better than you.”
I don’t know why but the last part of that line destroyed me. Maybe because it sounds like eerie foreshadowing — like the ending we may get one day. I shudder at the thought.
Anyway, A+ acting here from Jensen Ackles. Every word carried the weight of a bag of bricks. And Garth got the message, too, I think.
Now, I don’t even know where to start with the last part of this episode, which contained the aforementioned confrontation between the brothers. Because half of the conversation was straight out of How To Talk About a Problem Without Really Talking About It handbook that apparently all men live by. And the other half just made me sad.
In summary: Dean apologized (without technically saying “I’m sorry”) for taking off on Sam after the Gadreel craziness and admitted that he was still out of sorts after Kevin’s death. And as he tried to explain what he was feeling, he seemingly clammed up, stopping short of asking Sam to be his partner in crime again. But Sam got the invitation anyway. Because this is how they talk to eachother.
“Ok,” Sam said. “but something’s broken here, Dean….We don’t see things the same way, anymore — our roles in this whole thing….I can’t trust you. Not the way I thought I could, not the way I should be able to.” This stung Dean, and even though he tried to pull the “we’re family” card, Sam wouldn’t have it. Not this time. “You say that like it’s some sort of cure-all — like everything that has ever gone wrong between us has been because we’re family,” Sam said. “I’m saying if you want to work, let’s work. If you want to be brothers…” Dean got the message.
So off they went — partners but, in Sam’s eyes, not friends. We all know this won’t last. I mean, this show is about family. We’ve all been mad at our families at one point or another. It doesn’t mean you don’t love them. It’s possible not to like someone you love at some point. You get past it. But with these boys, it usually takes something big. That scares me.
Anyway, burning questions: What did you think of Sam and Dean’s conversation? Are you as emotionally exhausted as I am? Do you also these boys need some hardcore family counseling? Also, were you surprised that Dean told Sam about his Cain mark so soon? How cool was Dean’s knife-kill during the confrontation with the Sheriff? And his quick-draw during the fight with Bess’s mother? Has he been training more? Can we see a training scene? (#makeithappenwriters) (#alsothankyouinadvancefornextweeksepisodewhereSamwearstinyshorts)
“He’s a skinny, Ichabod Crane-looking kind of guy.” — Sam, describing Garth (and shouting-out Sleepy Hollow, I’m sure.)
Sam: It turns out [Gadreel] left some grace in me before he bolted.
Dean: You know how wrong that sounds, right?
“It’s no use, Dean, I can hear your heartbeat. You must have done this countless times and you still get nervous.” — Bess’s father while being hunted by Dean. (This wasn’t a funny quote necessarily. But I found it very insightful.)
Dean: Now shut up and come here. [opens arms for hug]
Dean: Hurry up before I change my mind…
Dean: What’s right is wrong, and what’s wrong is more wrong. I just know that when we rode together…
Sam: We split the crappiness.