3.06 Red Sky at Morning (transcript)
Written by: Laurence Andries
Directed by: Cliff Bole
Air Date: 8 Nov 2007TEASER
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
SAM & DEAN are driving along in the Impala with the radio going, talking about the incoming weather
DEAN shuts off radio Do you wanna say it or should I?
SAM What?
DEAN You can't save everybody Sam
SAM Yeah, right, so so what you feel better now or what
DEAN No not really
SAM Me neither
DEAN You gotta understa
SAM Its just lately I feel like I can't save anybody
Eerie music following a view of the IMPALA speeding along
Outside the house SAM & DEAN are living in
SAM is reading, DEAN on his phone
A knock at the door
DEAN checks the door and sees that it is BELA, SAM & DEAN share a long look
BELA Dear God, are you actually squatting?
So how'd things go last night with Peter.
SAM & DEAN look embarrassed and depressed
BELA That well huh?
DEAN If you say 'I told you so', I swear to God I'll start swinging
BELA Look, I think the three of us should have a heart to heart
DEAN That's assuming that you have a heart
BELA Dean, please... I'm sorry about what I said before ok, I come bearing gifts
SAM Such as?
BELA I've ID'd the ship
It's the (undeciferable) a merchant sailing vessel, quite a colourful history. In 1859 a sailor was accused of treason. He was tried aboard a ship in a kangaroo court and hanged. He was 37.
SAM Which would explain the 37 year cycle
BELA Aren't you a sharp tack,
Photo of his somewhere... here
DEAN Isn't that the customer we saw last night?
BELA You saw him?
DEAN Yeah that's him except he was missing a hand
BELA His right hand?
SAM How'd you know?
BELA The sailor's body was cremated, but not before they cut off his hand to make a hand of glory.
DEAN A hand of glory, I think I got one of those at the end of my Thai massage last week (laughs)
SAM Dean the right hand of a hanged man is a serious cult object and is very powerful
BELA So they say
DEAN And officially counts as remains
SAM But still none of this explains why the ghost is choosing these victims
BELA I'll tell you why, who cares. Find the hand, burn it and stop the bloody thing
DEAN I dont get it why are you telling us all of this
BELA Because I know exactly where the hand is
DEAN Where?
BELA At the Sea Pines Museum, is a carp bit of maritime history. But I need help
SAM What kind of help?
Later on BELA is waiting in the living room of SAM & DEAN's house, no one else is around
BELA (to DEAN) What is taking so long, Sam's already halfway there... with his date
DEAN So not OK with this
BELA What are you a woman? Come down already
(James Bond theme tune as DEAN descends the stairs)
DEAN Alright get it out I look ridiculous
BELA Not exactly the word I'd use
DEAN What?
BELA You know, when this is over, we should really have angry sex
DEAN Don't objectify me Lets go
Pulling into the Museum in the IMPALA
Murmurs from the black tie gathering
BELA Are you chooing gum?
Try to behave as if you've lived this life before, yeah?
GERT This'll get their tongues wagging, hey my Adonis
SAM Just remember we're on business
GERT Ohhhh, but sometimes business can be pleasure humm
SAM Right
You know, could you excuse me for a moment?... Thanks
Exactly how long do you expect me to entertain my date?
BELA As long as it takes
DEAN Look there is security all over this place, alright, this is an uncrashable party without Gert's invitation so...
SAM We can crash anything Dean
DEAN Yeah I know, but this is easier and it's a lot more entertaining
SAM You know there are limits to what I'll do right
DEAN Ohhh, he's playing hard to get, thats cute
Come on Sighs
I want all the details in the morning
BELA Thank you
GERT To us
BELA Private security?
DEAN I don't think so, look at the way they're standing, they're pros. Probably state troopers in mood lighting
BELA posted at every door too
DEAN Yeah, I don't think we are just going to be able to waltz upstairs
BELA What do you suggest?
DEAN I'm thinking
BELA Don't strain yourself, interesting how the ledgend is so much more than the man
DEAN You got any bright ideas, I'm all ears
BELA OK, groans
DEAN Honey, honey are you alright?
Waiter, my wife has a severe shellfish allergy, there's no crab in that
WAITER No
DEAN (Taking a cake) They are excellent by the way
GUARD What seems to be the trouble?
DEAN Ahhh, champagne, my wife she's a lightweight when it comes to the sauce. Is there somewhere I can lay her down til she gets her sea legs back?
GUARD Follow me
DEAN Right
Thank you, come on you ushhh
You think she's a pain in the ass now, try living with her.
Thank you very much.
Maybe next time give me a little heads up with your plan
BELA I didn't want you thinking, you're not very good at that
DEAN Sighs
BELA Oh, look at you searching for a witty rejoinder
DEAN Screw you
BELA Very Oscar Wilde
Room 235, it's in a locked glass case wired for alarm, I'm sure that won't be a problem
DEAN (mimicks) I'm sure that won't be a problem
(Downstairs)
GERT Where's Alex and your friend, they're missing a great party
SAM Umm ah, I'm sure they are entertaining themselves
GERT Oooh, naughty, then I guess we'll just have to entertain ourselves as well
SAM Woah, (GERT giggles) you know Mrs Case (GERT ooo's), I'm sorry Ms Case... I don't wanna give you the wrong idea
GERT Call me Gert
SAM (makes an aquward noise) OK
GERT You remind me of my late husband... he was shy too, til we got below deck
SAM Woah!
Yeah hummm
GERT Mmmm, your just firm all over ooh, mmm
(DEAN is upstairs retreiving the hand of glory)
(We see BELA moving around in a different room)
(Knocks on door)
GUARD Sir? Mam? Everything alright?
BELA (answers the door clutching at her dress) Hi
GUARD Feeling better I see
BELA Yes, much thank you
GUARD So, if you're done with the room
BELA Well... not exactly, could we have a few more minutes
GUARD Uhhh, yes mam
BELA Giggles (from behind the door)
DEAN Oh sorry, ssss'uh... nature called
GUARD Uh huh
DEAN Thanks for looking after my wife
GUARD Oh she's being looked after alright
DEAN Any trouble
BELA Nothing I couldn't handle
The hand, may I
DEAN No
BELA It might be more inconspicous in my purse
DEAN Nice try
BELA Just trying to be helpful
DEAN Well sweetheart, I don't need your knid of help
(Downstairs)
SAM Man this is one long song
GERT (Breathes deeply) I hope it never ends... hows the investigation going
SAM These things take time
GERT People are talking about the Warren brother's deaths, strange, do you think its connected to Shelia's
SAM Yeah, yea we think so
GERT I think they had it coming, you know. In a biblical sort of way
SAM Whadda you mean?
GERT You know about their father
SAM No?
GERT Come'ere, I'll whisper it to you, people say that the old man didn't die of natural causes
SAM Then how?
GERT Rumor is the boys did it, nothing was ever proved but people still whisper
SAM OK, okay
So... did Shelia have any connection to them?
GERT None that I know of
SAM Did Shelia have any kind of tradgety in her life?
GERT Yes, as a matter of fact there was a... car accident when she was a teenager.
SAM What happened?
GERT Her car flipped over, she was OK but her cousin Brian was killed. Why, is that important?
BELA Well, having a nice time?
GERT He's delightful... he wants me!
BELLA (to SAM & DEAN) I'm going to get Gert into a cold shower
See you at the cemetary.
DEAN (to SAM) You stink like sex
(SAM & DEAN in the IMPALA)
SAM You got it right? Tell me I didn't get groped all night by Mrs Havisham for nothing
DEAN I got it... Mrs Who?
SAM Never mind, just let me see it
What?
DEAN I'm gonna kill her
(In Bela's car)
(The ship aproaches)
BELA Oh no
END ACT THREE
ACT FOUR
In the house SAM & DEAN are squatting in, it's lit by candles.
DEAN You know what, your right. I'm not gonna kill her, I think slow torture is the way to go.
SAM Dean look, you gotta relax
DEAN Relax,oh yeah yeah, I'll relax (grunts) I can't believe she got another one over on us
SAM You
DEAN What?
SAM I...I mean she got one over on you not us
DEAN (loudly) Thank you Sam, it's very helpful
(Anxious knocking at the door)
BELA Hello, could you open up?
Just let me explain... I sold it, I've had a buyer lined up since I knew it existed
SAM So the whole reason for us to go to the Charity Ball was...?
BELA I needed a cover, you were convienient
SAM Look you sold it to a buyer, just go buy it back
BELA It's halfway across the ocean, I can't get it back in time
DEAN In time for what?
SAM What's going on with you Bela, you look like you've seen a ghost?
BELA I saw the ship
DEAN You what?
Wow, you know, I knew you were an immoral thieving conartist bitch but just when I thought my opinion of you couldn't get any lower
BELA What are you talking about?
SAM We figured out the spirits motive, this is the captin of our ship. The one who hung our ghost boy.
BELA So?
SAM So they were brothers, very cain and able. So now our spirit he's going after a very specific kind of target, people who've spilled their own families blood. See first there was Shelia who killed her cousin in a car accident and then the Warren brothers, who murdered their father for the inheritance and now you.
BELA My God.
DEAN So who was it Bela? Hmmm who'd you kill, was it daddy? Little sis maybe?
BELA It's none of your business
DEAN No, your right. Well have a nice life, you know whatevers left of it
Sam, lets go
BELA You can't just leave me here
DEAN Watch us
BELA Please, I need your help
DEAN Our help? Now how could a couple of serial killers possibly help you?
BELA Ok that was a bit harsh, I admit it but it doesn't warrant a death sentence
SAM That's not why your gonna die
Whatcha do Bela?
BELA You wouldn't understand, no one did
Never mind, I'll just do what I've always done, I'll deal with it myself
DEAN You do realise you just sold the one thing that could save your life
BELA I'm aware
SAM But, maybe not the only thing
(In the graveyard)
(SAM is setting up a kind of sacrificial circle)
BELA Do you really think this is going to work
DEAN Almost definitely not
(An angry storm starts)
DEAN Sammie, you better start reading
SAM (begins chanting in Latin)
DEAN Stay close
BELA Behind you
DEAN (groans (a gun shot is fired as DEAN is thrown through the air))
(BELA begins coughing up water, DEAN comes to her aid)
DEAN Sammie read faster
(BELA begins to weep)
SAILOR'S GHOST You... hanged me
SAILOR'S BROTHER I'm sorry
SAILOR'S GHOST Your own brother
SAILOR'S BROTHER I'm so sorry (screams)
(The two ghosts charge at one another)
END ACT FOUR
ACT FIVE
END EPISODE
