The Post In Which I Ramble On About Dean & Sam's Encounter With The Chatty Cylon Roadkill

[fuzzybluemonkeys]

Mothers, tell your children, not to do what I have done.
(Mama said there'd be days like this)

We know Dean knows she's a ghost because he does not hit on her at all. He can barely even look at her. Her being married wouldn't be enough to stop him, but her being dead? Yeah, that'd do it.

And he doesn't care how saintly a person was before they died because the fact of the matter is, now that they're dead, they're killing people, and it's his job to stop them.

He cares enough to risk his life, just not enough to admit he cares.

There were about fifty times in this episode where I wished Dean could remember his conversation with the Reaper from "In My Time Of Dying".

It's been the ruin of many a poor boy, and God, I know I'm one.
(Sooner or later God'll cut you down)

This is what "Houses of the Holy" could/should have been. Sidestep religion and get to the crux of the matter. The why-we-have-religion in the first place: "But that the dread of something after death, the undiscover'd country, from whose bourn no traveller returns, puzzles the will, and makes us rather bear those ills we have than fly to others that we know not of."

Sammy's ever faithful because he needs something to cling to. He needs to know that Jess is okay. He needs to know that he's going to be okay. And it's a cop-out, but it's the same cop-out that billions of other people take, so I suppose I can't hold it against him.

I'm goin' back to New Orleans to wear that ball and chain.
(You're stuck in a moment and you can't get out)

This was Molly's episode. The victim and the victimizer all rolled into one.

But how do you save someone who's already dead?

Given what the Reaper said in the season premiere, it looks like the boys' ideas about how ghosts come to be aren't too far off. There's so much they don't know, but they know enough. They know more than Molly.

And no matter how much you humanize her, at the end of the night, she doesn't belong. She's not human anymore, she's what's left over when the rest is done.

"Is that it? Am I done?"