3.06 Red Sky at Morning (transcript)

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SUPERNATURAL
3.06 Red Sky At Morning


Written by: Laurence Andries
Directed by: Cliff Bole

TEASER

EXT. DOCKS - NIGHT

An athletic young woman is running along the docks at night. She stops at a water fountain and takes a drink. She hears thunder and looks up, out over the water; sliding past not too far away is a ghostly old sailing ship. She removes her headphones and stares as it crosses into the harbor, then vanishes. She puts her headphones back in, still spooked, and jogs off.

INT. HOME - NIGHT

Later, the same woman is showering. A dark figure approaches and places his hand on the glass of the shower door. She doesn't notice until he rubs at the glass, making a squeaking noise. She pokes her head out and looks around the bathroom, but sees nothing. She goes back into the shower; moments later a man in an overcoat grabs her from behind and begins to strangle her. He slams her against the walls of the shower several times until she slides to the floor, apparently dead.

END TEASER

ACT ONE

EXT. ROAD - NIGHT

DEAN is driving, SAM in the passenger's seat. There is a tense silence in the car, which DEAN breaks.

DEAN
So, I've been waiting since Maple Springs. You got something to tell me?


SAM
(playing dumb)
It's not your birthday.


DEAN
No.


SAM
Happy... Purim? Dude, I don't know. I have no idea what you're talking --


DEAN
There's a bullet missing from the Colt. You want to tell me how that happened? I know it wasn't me. So unless you were shooting at some incredibly evil cans... You went after her,didn't you? The Crossroads Demon. After i told you not to.


SAM
Yeah, well...


DEAN
You could have gotten yourself killed!

SAM
I didn't.


DEAN
And you shot her.


SAM
She was a smartass.


DEAN
So, what? Does that mean I'm out of my deal?


SAM
Don't you think I might have mentioned that little fact, Dean? No. someone else holds the contract.


DEAN
Who?

SAM
She wouldn't say.


DEAN
Well, we should find out who. Of course, our best lead would be the Crossroads Demon. Oh, wait a minute...


SAM
That's not funny.

DEAN
No, it's not! It was a stupid freaking risk, and you shouldn't have done it.


SAM
I shouldn't have done it? You're my brother, Dean. And no matter what you do, I'm gonna try and save you. And I'm sure as hell not gonna apologize for it, all right?



INT. GERT'S HOME - DAY

SAM and DEAN are impersonating officers of the law to interview a witness. She is holding a framed photograph of the shower-drowning-victim. The witness' name is GERTRUDE CASE, and she elegant and well-groomed and approximately 70 years old. As the scene continues, she begins to flirt shamelessly with SAM.

GERT
But I don't understand. I already went over all this with the other detectives.


DEAN
Right, yes. But, see, we're with the Sheriff's Department, not the police department -- different departments.


SAM
So, Mrs. Case...


GERT
Please. Ms. Case.


SAM
Okay. Um, Ms. Case, um... you were the one who found your niece,correct?


GERT
I came home, she was in the shower.


SAM
Drowned?


GERT
So the coroner says. Now,you tell me, how can someone drown in the shower?


SAM
How would you describe Sheila's behavior in the days before her death? I mean,did she seem frightened? Maybe she said something out of the ordinary?


GERT
Wait a minute. You're working with Alex, aren't you?


DEAN
Yep. absolutely. That's (laughs) Alex and us, we're like this.


GERT
Why didn't you say so? Alex has been such a comfort. But i'm sorry. I thought the case was solved.


SAM
Well, no. No, not yet.


GERT
I see.


SAM
So, anyways, we were talking about your niece.

GERT
Well, yes. Sheila mentioned something quite strange before she died. She said she saw a boat.

DEAN
A boat?


GERT
Yes. One minute it was there, then it was gone. It just disappeared right before her eyes. You think it could be a ghost ship? Alex thinks it could be a ghost ship.


SAM
Uh, Could be.


GERT
You let me know if there's anything else i can do for you.
(she traces a finger slowly along SAM'S hand; SAM looks uncomfortable, DEAN tries not to laugh)
Anything at all.


EXT. DOCKS - DAY

DEAN and SAM walk along the docks. The water is crowded with pristine, moderately sized boats.

DEAN
What a crazy,old broad.


SAM
Why? Because she believes in ghosts?


DEAN
Look at you. Sticking up for your girlfriend. You cougar hound.

SAM
Bite me.


DEAN
Not if she bites you first. So, who's this Alex? We got another player in town?


SAM
Maybe, Maybe not. Doesn't change our job.


DEAN
And what looked like a ghost ship,right?


SAM
It's not the first one sighted around here, either.

DEAN
Really?

SAM
Yeah. Every 37 years,like clockwork, reports of a vanishing three-mast clipper ship out in the bay. And every 37 years,a rash of weirdo, dry-land drownings.


DEAN
So, whatever's happening is just getting started.

SAM
Yeah.


DEAN
What's the lore?


SAM
Well, there are apparitions of old wrecks sighted all over the world. The S.S. Violet, the Griffin, the Flying Dutchman --almost all of them are death omens.

DEAN
So, you see the ship and then a few hours later, you pucker up and kiss your ass goodbye?


SAM
Basically.


DEAN
What's the next step?


SAM
We gotta I.D. the boat.


DEAn
That shouldn't be too hard. I mean, how many three-mast clipper ships have wrecked off the coast?


SAM
I checked that too, actually. Over 150.

DEAN
Wow.

SAM
Yeah.


DEAN
Crap.


They approach an empty parking space; DEAN looks around, confused.

DEAN
This is where we parked the car, right?


SAM
I thought so.


DEAN
Where's my car?


SAM
Did you feed the meter?


DEAN
Yes, I fed the meter. Sam, where's my car? Somebody stole my car!


SAM
Calm down.


DEAN
I am calmed down! Somebody stole my ca--
(he begins hyperventilating)

SAM
Whoa. Dean. Hey, hey, hey. Take it easy.


BELA
(sauntering up)
The '67 Impala? Was that yours?


SAM
Bela.


BELA
I'm sorry. I had that car towed.

DEAN
You what?!


BELA
Well, it was in a tow-away zone.

DEAN
No, it wasn't!


BELA
It was when I finished with it.


DEAN
What the hell are you even doing here?


BELA
(flippantly)
A little yachting.


SAM
You're Alex. You're working with that old lady.


BELA
Gert's a dear old friend.


DEAN
Yeah, right. What's your angle?


BELA
There's no angle. There's a lot of lovely old women like Gert up and down the eastern seaboard. I sell them charms, perform seances so they can commune with their dead cats.


DEAN
And let me guess, it's all a con.


BELA
The comfort I provide them is very real.


SAM
How do you sleep at night?


BELA
On silk sheets, rolling naked in money. Really, Sam. I'd expect the attitude from him, but you?


SAM
You shot me!


BELA
I barely grazed you.
(to DEAN)
Cute. But a bit of a drama queen, yeah?

DEAN
You do know what's going on around here. This ghost-ship thing, it is real.


BELA
I'm aware. Thanks for telling Gert the case wasn't solved, by the way.


DEAn
It isn't.


BELA
She didn't know that. Now the old bag's stopped payment and she's demanding some real answers. Look... just stay out of my way before you cause any more trouble. I'd get to that car if I were you... before they find the arsenal in the trunk. Ciao.

She leaves.

DEAN
Can I shoot her?


SAM
Not in public.


INT. HOUSE - NIGHT

A middle-aged man is washing his face at the bathroom sink. A dark figure passes behind him, and he turns.


MAN
Hello?

He turns back to finish washing his face. When he turns around again the bathtub is nearly filled with murky water. Confused, he kneels down beside the tub and fiddles with the drain. Suddenly a hand shoots out of the water, grabs him by the neck and strangles him. His eyes roll back in his head.

END ACT ONE

ACT TWO

EXT. HOUSE - DAY

The last victim's house has become a crime scene. BELA, impersonating a reporter, is interviewing a distraught man who is the victim's brother.

MR. WARREN
No. Police said that he drowned, but I don't u-understand how...

BELA
I am so sorry for your loss, Mr. Warren. Now, if you could just tell me one more time about the ship your brother saw.

DEAN and SAM approach, wearing suits and flashing badges.

DEAN
Ma'am, I think this man's been through quite enough. You should go.

BELA
But I just have a few more questions.

SAM
No, you don't.

BELA
Thank you for your time.

DEAN
Sorry you had to deal with that. They're like roaches.

SAM
So, we heard you say your brother saw a ship.

MR. WARREN
Yeah, that's right.

DEAN
Did he tell you what it looked like?

MR. WARREN
It was, uh... like the old yankee clippers. A smuggling vessel. The rakish topsail, a barkentine rigging. Angel figurehead on the bow.

SAM
That's a lot of detail for a ship your brother saw.


MR. WARREN
My brother and I were night diving. I saw the ship,too.

On the other side of the parking lot, BELA is talking to the real uniforms and pointing in DEAN and SAM'S direction. SAM notices first and nudges DEAN. They wrap up.


DEAN
All right. Well, we'll be in touch.


SAM
Thank you.


EXT. WOODS - DAY

DEAN and SAM are loading shotguns at the trunk of the IMPALA. BELA approaches from behind.


BELA
I see you got your car back.

DEAN
You really want to come near me when I got a loaded gun in my hands?


BELA
Now, now. Mind your blood pressure. Why are you even still here? You have enough to I.D. the boat.


SAM
That guy back there saw the ship.


BELA
Yeah? And?


SAM
And he's going to die, so we have to save him.


BELA
How sweet.


DEAN
You think this is funny?


BELA
He's cannon fodder. He can't be saved in time, and you know it.


DEAN
Yeah, well, see, we have souls, so we're gonna try.

BELA
Well, I'm actually going to find the ship and put an end to this. But you have fun.


DEAN
Hey, Bela, how'd you get like this, huh? What, did daddy not give you enough hugs or something?


BELA
I don't know. Your daddy give you enough? Don't you dare look down your nose at me. You're not better than I am.

DEAN
We help people.

BELA
Come on. You do this out of vengeance and obsession. You're a stone's throw from being a serial killer. Whereas I, on the other hand, I get paid to do a job and I do it. So, you tell me -- which is healthier?

SAM
Bela, why don't you just leave? We've got work to do.

BELA
Yeah. You're 0 for 2. Bang-up job so far.

She leaves.


EXT. WARREN HOUSE - NIGHT

SAM and DEAN are staking out the home of PETER WARREN (the victim's brother). SAM is doing research.

DEAN
Anything good?


SAM
No, not really. I mean, both brothers are Duke University grads. No criminal record. I mean, a few speeding tickets. They inherited their father's real estate fortune six years ago.


DEAN
How much?

SAM
$112 million.


DEAN
(whistles)
Nice life.


SAM
Yeah. I mean, nice, clean, aboveboard. So why did they see the ship? Why Sheila, too? What do they all have in common?

DEAN
Maybe nothing.

SAM
No. There's always something.

PETER
(spotting them)
Hey, you!


DEAN
I think we've been made.

They get out of the car and approach him.


PETER
What are you guys doing?! You watching me?


SAM
Sir, calm down. Please.


PETER
You guys aren't cops! Not dressed like that. Not -- not in that crappy car.


DEAN
Whoa, hey. No need to get nasty.


SAM
We are cops, okay? We're undercover. We're here because we think you're in danger.


PETER
From who?!


SAM
If you just settle down, we'll talk about it.


PETER
Look, you guys just stay away from me!

SAM
Wait.

DEAN
Hey, you moron! We're trying to help you!


Peter runs to his car and gets in, starts to drive off. Before he makes it to the gate, the car shudders and dies.

DEAN
That can't be good.

SAM
No. Get the salt gun.

DEAN runs back to the IMPALA as SAM dashes to help. Inside Peter's car, a spirit dressed in old seaman's clothes and a navy coat, his long hair dripping into his eyes, appears in the passenger's seat. It turns to Peter and glares, then reaches out to touch his cheek. Peter convulses, choking on water that spills out of his mouth and struggling to get a breath. He scrabbles for the door, which locks itself, and he slumps over. SAM arrives at the car.

SAM
Peter!

PETER doesn't respond, but the spirit glares straight at SAM. DEAN arrives on the other side and aims the salt gun at the spirit.

DEAN
Sam!

SAM ducks as DEAN fires. The spirit disappears, and SAM yanks the door open. He pulls Peter back and checks for a pulse, but after a few seconds his shoulders slump and he shakes his head at DEAN. DEAN kicks the door in frustration.

END ACT TWO

ACT THREE

END ACT THREE

ACT FOUR

END ACT FOUR

ACT FIVE

END EPISODE