In Greenwood Mississippi in August, 1938, bluesman Robert Johnson is playing at a roadhouse. In the middle of his song, he hears a dog growling in the distance. The audience members also notice, and Robert tries to go on, but the shadow of a dog passes by the windows. The barking grows louder and Johnson runs outside and into the woods. The growling sounds follow him, and something moves in the brushes. Johnson drops his guitar and runs into a cabin, barring the door behind him. Something slams into it and he bars the door, and then collapses to his knees. Seconds later, Johnson’s lady and two of the audience members who have followed Johnson break down the door, and find the bluesman having convulsions. As they go to get the doctor, the woman asks Johnson what happened. He mutters, "dogs" and then dies...Read the full recap
Sam: So much for our low profile. You got a warrant in St. Louis and now you’re officially in the feds’ database.
Dean: Dude, I’m like Dillinger or something.
Dean: What have they got on you?
Sam: I'm sure they just... haven't posted it yet.
Dean: What, no accessory? Nothing?
Sam: Shut up.
Dean: (laughs) You're jealous.
Sam: No, I'm not!
Dean: Uh, huh. All right, what you got on the case there, you innocent, harmless young man, you?
Sam: Architect Shawn Boyden plummeted to his death from the roof of his home, a condominium he designed.
Dean: Hmm, build a high-rise and then jump off the top of it. That's classy.
Sam: In fact the authorities are a little confused as to how a wild dog could get past the doorman, take the elevator up, and start roaming the halls of the cushiest joint in town.
Sam: But anyways, whatever they are, they’re big, nasty…
Dean: Yeah, bet they could hump the crap out of your leg. Look at that one, huh? (Sam sighs) What? They could.
Dean: Secretary’s name is Carly. She’s 23, she kayaks, and, uh, they’re real.
Sam: You didn’t happen to ask her if she’s seen any black dogs lately did you?
Dean: And, uhh, I don't know what this thing is.
Sam: You mean Carly's MySpace address?
Dean: Yeah, MySpace, what the hell is that? (Sam laughs) Seriously, is that like some sort of porn site?
Dean: That doctor lady? Wherever she’s running, she ain’t running fast enough.
Dean: Well, we know a little about a lot of things, just enough to make us dangerous.
Dean: C’mon, we’re not demons!
Sam: Any other bright ideas?
Dean's Demon: I know all about you, Dean Winchester.
Dean: So you know who I am.
Dean's Demon: I get the newsletter.
Dean: What the hell was that for?
Dean's Demon: Sealing the deal.
Dean: You know, I usually like to be warned before I’m violated with demon.
Dean's Demon: See, people talk about Hell, but it's just a word. Doesn't even come close to describing the real thing.
Dean: Shut your mouth, bitch.
Dean's Demon: If you could see your poor daddy, hear the sounds he makes cause he can’t even scream...
Dean: How could he [Dad] do it?
Sam: He did it for you.
Dean: Exactly. How am I supposed to live with that? You know, the thought of him, wherever he is right now. He spent his whole life chasing that yellow-eyed son-of-a-bitch. He should have gone out fighting. That was supposed to be his legacy. You know? Not bargaining with the damn thing. Not this.
Episode Title: Crossroad Blues
The episode title comes from the Robert Johnson song "Cross Roads Blues" which is played during the episode. The episode also contains flashbacks of the legendary blues singer.
Dean: Yeah, MySpace, what the hell is that?
Dean's ignorance of MySpace seems to be a jab at the popular chat site. MySpace is enormously popular - and a subsidiary of CW rival Fox.
Dean: Place could be full of women in Leia bikinis...
Dean speculates on what George Darrow might have received in exchange for his soul, referring to the sixth Star Wars chapter (the third film produced). In 1983's Return of the Jedi, loathsome gangster Jabba the Hutt captures Princess Leia and forces her to wear a revealing costume; Jabba's lascivious tastes apparently running to women of all species.
Robert Johnson, whom we see in flashbacks, was a legendary blues man who lived a short life that produced some 29 songs and influenced many, many rock and roll legends. Stories, partially depicted in the episode, claim that Johnson sold his soul to the Devil in exchange for his musical gift. In the episode Johnson succumbs at the crossroads, muttering of black dogs. His actual death was likely more mundane: poisoning by a jealous husband whose wife Johnson was seeing on the side.
Dean: Dude, I am like Dillinger or something.
In the 1930s, John Dillinger was a legendary bank robber and gangster, often referred to as a Robin Hood.