*FUCKING SCREAMS* The Samulet is back. Holy shit. Six years of angst about that, and the theories were right. Sam fished it out of that fucking motel trash can and had it in his pocket this whole time. At least I’m assuming he had it, and that Chuck didn’t just put it there, given Chuck’s line about: “You’ll never guess where this thing has been all this time.”

That’s literally all I took from this episode that I actually cared about, honestly. It’s great that those people were saved from Amara’s fog though. Loved the shot of Dean carrying the glowing amulet down the street in shock.

There was some beautiful comedy at the beginning, at Eric Kripke’s expense.