7.05 Shut Up, Dr. Phil (Transcript)

SUPERNATURAL

7.05 Shut Up, Dr. Phil

Written by: Brad Buckner and Eugenie Ross-Leming

Directed by: Phil Sgriccia

Air Date: 21 Oct 2011

NOW

INT. HAIR SALON – DAY

A WOMAN with foils in her hair is following a STYLIST through electric sliding doors to the back of a hair salon while talking on a cell phone.

WOMAN (on phone):
Karen, don't second-guess yourself. Yes, your house is beautiful, but didn't you tell me a million times that it's Rick's dream house? Selling it is how you punish his ass, Karen, and after what you've been through, don't you deserve that?

The STYLIST places a plastic cap over the WOMAN’s foils.

WOMAN (on phone):
You do, honey. I'll have the papers ready tomorrow.

Yay! I'm proud of you.

Bye.

WOMAN (to STYLIST):
I'm not good. I'm very good.

The STYLIST chuckles and hands her a magazine.

STYLIST:
There you are.

WOMAN (to STYLIST):
Thank you.

STYLIST:
All right.

The STYLIST lowers a beehive hairdryer over the WOMAN’s head and turns it on.

STYLIST:
10 minutes. Holler if you need anything.

The WOMAN flips through the magazine for a few moments, then starts to look uncomfortable and tugs at her clothing. She tries to lift the hairdryer off her head.

WOMAN:
Chris!

The WOMAN tries to slide out from under the hairdryer, but is somehow pulled back up. She tries to lift the hairdryer again, but it is now too hot to comfortably hold. She jerks her hands away and shakes them.

WOMAN:
Ow. Chri-- Ow.

The WOMAN continues to try to get away. Smoke starts to come out of the hairdryer.

WOMAN:
Ow. Chris, get back here!

Light flashes from the hairdryer.

WOMAN:
[screaming] Chr-i-i-i-is! Chris!

The WOMAN continues to scream and struggle as light and smoke continue to come from the hairdryer. She is then lifted up from her seat further into the hairdryer and goes still. The hairdryer beeps and turns off. CHRIS walks back through the sliding doors.

STYLIST:
Oh, my God. Somebody, help!

CHRIS lifts the hairdryer from the WOMAN’s head and screams at what he sees.

CHRIS:
Aaaagh!

SUPERNATURAL (Title Card)

ACT ONE

INT. MOTEL ROOM – DAY

DEAN is asleep fully dressed on a bed with a beer bottle next to him on the bedside table. He is having a nightmare.

FLASHBACKS:

CASTIEL disappearing into the reservoir in 7.01 Meet The New Boss

SAM shooting at his hallucination of LUCIFER in the warehouse in 7.02 Hello, Cruel World:

SAM:
Leave me alone! I said shut up! Just stop! Stop!

DEAN talking to and then killing AMY in 7.03 The Girl Next Door:

DEAN:
You are what you are. You will kill again.

AMY:
I won't. I swear.

DEAN wakes in alarm and raises himself up onto one elbow, breathing heavily. He looks over at the other bed, which is empty. He lies back down and reaches out for the beer bottle, which is also empty.

LAPTOP SCREEN:

PROSPERITY MUNICIPAL ARCHIVES

Your search for FREAKY ACCIDENTS produced 1 results

There is a picture of WENDY GOODSON, the woman from the hair salon.

1. 3:30pm Today – SECOND OF TWO FREAKY DEATHS IN TWO WEEKS

PROSPERITY, INDIANA

Wendy Goodson, 36, resident of Prosperity, IN was burnt alive while having her hair done at her local hair dresser. Her charred remains indicate electrocution, yet investigators state there were no malfunctions to be found in the dryer or the electrical system of the salon. The electrical system was brand new and inspected recently by the city’s building inspectors. Police is [sic] listing Goodson’s death as accidental electricution [sic], however, there remains [sic] many questions to be answered. Goodwin’s family is bereft and remains vigilent [sic] in demanding answers to her untimely death.

Wendy Goodson has an established Real Estate business on Main Street in Prosperity, Indiana. She was known as the golden girl by her many friends. Goodwin was a well known and well loved person as she was involved in many community events and was very active in charity events. She volunteered at the hospice for many years and will be fondly remembered by her friends and colleagues.

DEAN is drinking a glass of whiskey as he reads and pours himself another, emptying the bottle. SAM jogs past the window and enters the room.

DEAN:
Somebody better be chasing you.

SAM:
It's good for you.

DEAN:
No. No, it's not good for you. Look at you. You're, you're a mess, and you stink. Well, while you were out being Lance Armstrong...

SAM takes a sports drink out of the refrigerator.

SAM:
That would be biking.

DEAN:
...I was working. You ever heard of a town called Prosperity, Indiana?

SAM:
Has anybody?

DEAN:
Two of their fine citizens died over the past two weeks. Uh, this one chick, she, uh, roasted underneath one of those beehive hair dryers at the hair salon...

The laptop screen shows the Wendy Goodson article. DEAN hits a key and a new page appears:

newsstatsearch.com

THE MOST COMPREHENSIVE SUBSCRIBER NEWS BROADCSATING [sic] AND ARCHIVAL SERVICES

US NATIONAL – INTERNATIONAL – REGIONAL – LOCAL

Members Log in PURENEGATIVE Pass Word ********

PROSPERITY, INDIANA Mary Ann Liu, Staff Reporter

FREAKY DEATH IN SMALL TOWN

Residents of Prosperity Indiana are shocked at the deaths [sic] of one of their residents.

Carl Dunlop, 42, of Prosperity IN, died in a hot tub from hypothalmia. For unknown reasons, Carl was unable to get out of the seemingly normally functioning hot tub and was essentially cook [sic] alive inside the hot tub. Investigators having scoured the crime scene could find no mechanical failure or other causes for the bizarre accident. Carls’ [sic] body indicated severe temperature rises but there was no mechanical justification for the death. Police concluded that there were no indications of foul play.

Dunlop was a local architect who designed small to medium sized projects. Of note, his city hall design won the Indiana Architecture Prize two years ago. He is survived by his sister and brother in law [?] with three nephews and a niece.

DEAN:
...and this other guy boiled in a hot tub.

SAM:
You don't see a lot of that.

DEAN:
No, you don't.

SAM:
It's worth checking out.

DEAN:
Yeah.

SAM:
You know, one more thing. What's going on with you?

DEAN:
We have had this conversation, Sam.

SAM:
No, we haven't. See, to do that, you'd have to, uh, sort of...speak.

DEAN:
Okay, let's see if you can get this straight. See you're -- you're new Sam, right, Lance Armstrong.

SAM:
Biking.

DEAN:
And, uh -- and I'm still me, okay? All right, so -- so, you might see things different now, uh -- call it a runner's high or some crap -- but that doesn't mean that something's going on with me, okay?

SAM:
Yeah, okay.

DEAN:
No, don't say, "yeah, okay," like, "yeah, okay."

SAM walks away.

SAM:
Yeah, okay.

EXT. JACK’S GROCERY PARKING LOT – DAY

CHET is walking towards his car, carrying a shopping bag and talking on his cell phone.

CHET (on phone):
Yes, sir, I understand.

Yeah, I definitely do realize this Winchester thing is taking far too long, and I'm sorry about that.

No worries.

I can be there in a day and a half.

Yeah, I'll hit the road now.

CHET puts the shopping bag into the trunk of his car, which contains a dead man.

CHET (on phone):
Just stopped for a quick refuel.

Thanks. It'll be my pleasure.

EXT. PROSPERITY, INDIANA – DAY

SAM and DEAN in the Impala drive down a main street. Wendy Goodwin’s picture is on the back of a bench.

EXT. PROSPERITY MEDICAL ARTS BUILDING – DAY

SAM:
I'm very sorry. I-I know this is a tough time to have to talk about all this.

WOMAN:
I've already been through it so many times with the lawyers, the police, the insurance guys.

SAM:
Right. I know. I know. We just -- we have to conduct our own separate investigation. I'm sorry. I know it's tough. Can I ask you -- did your sister have any enemies?

WENDY’S SISTER:
Why do you ask that? You think her death wasn't accidental?

SAM:
No. No, no, no. We just have to consider every possibility. Is there anyone who might have wanted to harm her?

WENDY’S SISTER:
You don't live here, so you don't know. Everyone...loved Wendy. She volunteered at the church. She ran a group for kids. I was the big sister, and I looked up to her.

SAM:
What about this man who died -- Carl Dunlap? Did she know him?

WENDY’S SISTER:
I don't think so.

SAM:
Well, Wendy was in real estate, right? Carl was an architect. Maybe they had some business dealings?

WENDY’S SISTER:
If they had worked together, I would've heard the name. Agent Sambora... If someone did this to my sister, find out who.

INT. JOSEPHINE’S HAIR SALON – DAY

DEAN:
And nobody was back here but Wendy.

CHRIS:
No. But I was only gone for a minute.

DEAN:
You can't even crank these things past a certain temperature -- am I wrong?

CHRIS:
If it started to blow a fuse or something, it would have shut down.

DEAN:
Oh. Basically, you're saying that this couldn't have happened.

CHRIS:
Basically, I'm saying it couldn't have happened.

DEAN looks behind the hairdryer frame.

CHRIS:
The insurance adjusters already did that.

DEAN:
Thanks for the heads-up.

DEAN finds a coin.

EXT. PROSPERITY, INDIANA STREETS – DAY

SAM and DEAN are walking on separate streets and talking on the phone.

SAM (on phone):
Wait. What kind of a coin?

DEAN (on phone):
It's not American. I don't know where it's from. It was wedged back behind one of those machines. Somebody could have dropped it. Of course, they don't have pockets in those robe thingies that they make you wear.

SAM (on phone):
[laughs] I didn't realize you were such a spa expert.

DEAN pauses next to a bench with an advertisement for Wendy Goodson Real Estate. The plants in planters on either side of the bench are dead.

DEAN (on phone):
Shut up. I observe with my eyes.

SAM (on phone):
Yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever you say. So, you thinking it must be some kind of hex talisman?

DEAN (on phone):
Uh, maybe.

SAM (on phone):
All right. Pick me up.

DEAN (on phone):
Why don't you just run home, Lance?

SAM (on phone):
Dean --

DEAN (on phone):
Yeah, I'll be there in a bit.

DEAN goes inside Van’s Liquor.

EXT. CONSTRUCTION SITE – DAY

A MAN says goodbye to another man, who leaves in a pickup. The MAN puts some items in his own vehicle and enters a portable toilet. While he is urinating, a pump in the back of his vehicle starts and a nail gun rises and moves through the air, coming to a stop outside the portable toilet. As the MAN zips up, the toilet door springs open.

MAN:
Oh, come on!

The MAN turns around and sees the nail gun in mid-air, pointing at his face. The nail gun fires multiple times. Bloody nails protrude through the back wall of the portable toilet. The MAN has been shot many times, including once to the face. The nail gun moves in closer and shoots twice more. The pump then stops and the nail gun drops to the ground.