Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

DEAN: Is that from a wedding ring?

Dean, it won't be that easy.

They wouldn't look into Frank.

You eat half a burrito and you get toxic. I mean-- You know what?

Wait, it's not Ruby, it's Lilith.

Airtight alibi.

[EMF METER HUMMING]

Get away from me.

So he made a mistake. So I didn't bust him. So what?

So he pissed a lot of people off.

Hey, hand me those rib cutters, would you?

Al Qaeda, ferrets, artificial sweetener...

Mind if I take this?

I'm out. I'm done. I quit.

The one you're gonna do.

I mean, who wants this life, Sam, huh? Seriously?

It's ghost sickness.

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC OVER TV PLAYING]

[SAM GRUNTS, SIGHS]

You know what? Screw this.

So tell me, what was Frank like?

They're majestic animals.

-Those things creep the hell out of me. -Right.

[CLOCK TICKING, HEART BEATING LOUDLY]

Yeah, all right, Bobby. Keep looking.

Why me? Why not you? You got hit with spleen juice.

So he was married?

It turns out all three victims shared a certain personality type.

Hmm. Well, that's a new one.

No, just the usual stuff, Sammy.

Howler monkeys. The whole room full of them.

-Find anything? -Yeah.

So the last time you saw Frank O'Brian....

What are you waiting for?

LILITH: Ba-boom. Boom.