7.06 Slash Fiction (Transcript)
Written by: Robbie Thompson
Directed by: John Showalter
Air Date: 28 Oct 2011NOW
INT. FIRST BANK OF JERICHO – DAY
SAM:
You sure about this?
DEAN:
Trust me.
DEAN walks up to a teller and SAM stands near the front door.
DEAN:
Good morning... Megan. That is a really, really pretty dress.
MEGAN:
Oh!
DEAN makes a hand signal below the counter to SAM.
MEGAN:
Thank you. It's vintage.
DEAN:
Well, it looks new on you.
MEGAN:
Aren't you sweet, sir?
DEAN:
Call me Dean.
SAM closes and locks the front door.
MEGAN:
How can I help you today, Dean?
DEAN:
Um, well, I don't actually have an account at this bank, but I was wondering if there was any way...
DEAN slides a bill across the counter.
DEAN:
...I could get change for that?
MEGAN:
I think I can make an exception... just for you.
DEAN:
Thanks.
DEAN looks at SAM, who nods.
MEGAN:
How do you want it, Dean?
DEAN:
[laughs] Well, I'm gonna have to take a rain check... and all your money.
DEAN points a semi-automatic rifle at MEGAN, then he and SAM fire at the ceiling.
SAM:
Hands in the air! Hands in the air! Your money's insured, so no heroes, okay?
DEAN pushes MEGAN into a bank box room containing at least a dozen other bank customers and staff.
DEAN:
Get in there!
SAM:
You ready?
DEAN:
Yep.
A security camera shows SAM and DEAN standing outside the room with their guns. DEAN looks up at the camera.
SAM and DEAN lift their guns and fire many rounds into the room as the people inside scream. The security camera records this.
SUPERNATURAL (Title Card)
ACT ONE
EXT. RUFUS’ CABIN – DAY
INT. RUFUS’ CABIN – DOWNSTAIRS – DAY
CHET is chained to a chair. BOBBY is filling a syringe.
BOBBY:
Okay, Chet. Let's see how you like a little fruit of the poison tree.
CHET:
Isn't that just a legal expression?
BOBBY:
You're gonna wish it was.
BOBBY jabs the syringe into CHET’s thigh.
CHET:
Hmm.
CHET smacks his lips.
CHET:
Okay. Similar finish to holy water, not as bitter as rock salt.
SAM and DEAN come down the stairs.
CHET:
And how are my two favorite meat-sicles?
DEAN:
Is he still sucking air?
BOBBY:
Greatest hits didn't do the trick. I'm down to B-sides and deep cuts.
DEAN:
Well, you better figure out something quick. That whammy that witch dude put on him is only gonna last for a few days. He gets his spinach back, we're gonna end up having to drop a car on him just to stop him.
CHET:
Actually... Edgar walked away from that car. He's fine. Well, he is a little pissed at you, but -- Oh. You didn't know?
DEAN:
Why don't you shut your cake-trap?
CHET:
Ooh.
SAM:
Bobby... You've been using all this stuff and he still won't talk?
BOBBY shakes his head. DEAN pulls up a stool and sits close to CHET.
CHET:
Huddle over, coach?
DEAN:
How'd you find us?
CHET:
It was easy. I used pattern-recognition software and a basic heuristic algorithm to track your known aliases.
BOBBY:
Great. Just what we need -- a Mensa monster.
DEAN gets up and walks over to stand near SAM.
SAM:
All right. Let's just start with the start. Where'd you get our aliases?
CHET:
From your trench-coated friend, obviously. When we were all nestled in at Camp Cas, kind of got
the full download. That's just how we do.
BOBBY:
So why are you talking to us, Chet? You're not dumb. Why you spilling state secrets?
CHET:
'Cause I'm not scared of you. You can't stop me. You can't stop any of us. We can't be killed, you stupid little chewtoys. You are aware that I'm the least of your concerns, right? Oh. You haven't watched the news today, have you?
INT. RUFUS’ CABIN – GROUND LEVEL – DAY
SAM, DEAN and BOBBY are watching the news on television.
REPORTER ON TV:
The two men, who up until today were presumed dead, locked the doors and opened fire, leaving no survivors. Sam and Dean Winchester are now the subjects of a manhunt throughout the state of California.
[TELEVISION SCREEN:
A male REPORTER in a suit and tie speaks into a microphone.
Caption: BREAKING NEWS – FUGITIVES STILL AT LARGE
Logo: KZPZ NEWS
The security camera footage of LEVIATHAN!SAM and LEVIATHAN!DEAN appears in the top right-hand corner of the screen.]
BOBBY turns off the television.
BOBBY:
Busy morning, you two?
DEAN:
Those sons of bitches xeroxed us.
SAM:
But I don't understand how.
BOBBY:
I don't know.
BOBBY takes a beer out of the refrigerator.
BOBBY:
Maybe one of 'em touched you at the hospital.
CHET (V-O):
It was the hair!
INT. RUFUS’ CABIN – DOWNSTAIRS – DAY
CHET:
Not too hard to lift some DNA out of a motel shower drain, guys!
INT. RUFUS’ CABIN – GROUND LEVEL – DAY
DEAN:
You can copy people like that?
BOBBY shrugs.
DEAN:
Awesome. Well, what is their plan, exactly?
SAM:
Squeeze us. Turn us into the most wanted men in America.
DEAN:
All right. Well, that settles it. We find these ass monkeys, and we kill them ourselves.
BOBBY:
Wait a sec. Every form of law enforcement in the country has seen your ugly mugs this morning.
DEAN:
Exactly. So what's the point in trying to hide?
BOBBY:
Better than sticking your fool neck out. These things are smarter than you.
INT. RUFUS’ CABIN – DOWNSTAIRS – DAY
CHET laughs.
SAM (V-O):
Geez, Bobby, don't sugarcoat it.
INT. RUFUS’ CABIN – GROUND LEVEL – DAY
BOBBY:
You don't have a clue how to kill 'em or slow 'em down, and your plan is, what? Go right at 'em? Genius.
DEAN:
They're wearing our faces, Bobby. This is personal.
SAM:
Yeah, I'm with Dean here.
BOBBY:
Well, if you're gonna be stupid, you might as well be smart about it. You need to see a fella named Frank Devereaux.
SAM:
Who's he?
BOBBY:
He's a jackass and a lunatic, but he owes me one, from back in Port Huron.
BOBBY hands DEAN a piece of paper with the address.
BOBBY:
In the meantime, I'll keep working on Chatty Cathy here, see if I can figure out what makes him die.
EXT. SERVICE STATION – NIGHT
The Impala pulls up to the pumps and DEAN and SAM get out.
SAM:
The usual?
DEAN:
Rhymes with sing-songs.
INT. SERVICE STATION COVENIENCE STORE – NIGHT
SAM puts a box of “Bing Bongs” chocolate cupcakes with vanilla filling, two bottles of water and some other items on the counter.
SAM:
You guys sell protein bars?
CLERK:
Yeah.
The CLERK takes a long look at SAM’s face.
CLERK:
But it's in -- it's in the back, though. Just, uh, give me a second.
SAM:
Sure. Thanks.
The CLERK takes out his cell phone as he walks to the back room. SAM sees security footage of himself and DEAN playing on a television behind the counter.
EXT. SERVICE STATION – NIGHT
SAM walks out of the convenience store. DEAN is filling the Impala.
SAM:
Pretty sure the cashier just made me. Drive.
DEAN replaces the pump and they leave, tires squealing.
EXT. CRIME SCENE – DAY
Two FBI agents get out of their vehicle and hold up badges to a SHERIFF.
SPECIAL AGENT MORRIS:
Special Agent Morris. This is Special Agent Valente.
SHERIFF:
Gentlemen. These Winchester boys are keeping busy, I hear. What is this, some type of psycho road trip?
The camera shifts and we see that the AGENTS and SHERIFF are standing outside the Manitoc Savings & Loan.
SHERIFF:
The second bank, plus that convenience store?
SPECIAL AGENT MORRIS:
Couple of days ago, they were dead. We know about what you know.
SHERIFF:
Excuse me.
The SHERIFF walks away.
SPECIAL AGENT VALENTE:
Actual serial killers.
SPECIAL AGENT MORRIS:
Crime spree means paperwork. Lots of it. Which you'll be doing.
SPECIAL AGENT VALENTE’s cell phone beeps and he reads a message.
SPECIAL AGENT VALENTE:
We gotta go. Winchesters spotted at a Gas n' Sip. It's about a thousand miles from here. That's fast. Must have flown.
SPECIAL AGENT MORRIS:
That or Batmobile.
EXT. UNLIT HOUSE ON NARROW ROAD – NIGHT
SAM and DEAN drive up in the Impala and get out.
DEAN:
You sure this is the right place?
SAM:
Yeah.
They go to the front door and SAM knocks.
SAM:
Frank, you in there? Frank?
They open the door.
SAM:
Frank?
INT. HOUSE ON NARROW ROAD – NIGHT
SAM and DEAN go inside and walk through the house in the dark.
SAM:
Frank? Frank, anybody here? Hello? Anybody home?
Someone turns on a lamp. SAM and DEAN turn to find FRANK sitting in an armchair, pointing a gun at them.
FRANK:
Well, well. Spider caught some flies.
