7.06 Slash Fiction (Transcript)
Written by: Robbie Thompson
Directed by: John Showalter
Air Date: 28 Oct 2011Contents
NOW
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. FRANK'S HOUSE – 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.
ACT TWO
INT. FRANK’S HOUSE – NIGHT
FRANK:
Well, I'll be darned. Psycho Butch and Sundance. You're on CNN right now.
SAM:
No, no, t-that's not us.
FRANK:
I know. Can't be. Unless you had a teleporter. Do you have a teleporter?
DEAN shakes his head.
SAM:
No, sir. We don't.
FRANK:
Well, my condolences on the doppelgangers. Now, who sent you? NSA? The Feeb? March of Dimes?
DEAN:
Uh, Bobby Singer sent us.
FRANK growls, gets to his feet and cocks his weapon.
DEAN:
Or not. Who?
DEAN holds out his hands placatingly.
SAM:
H-he said you could help. He said you owed him, from Port Huron.
After a pause, FRANK lowers his weapon.
FRANK:
Guy saves your life one time, and, what, you owe him the rest of yours?
DEAN:
That's usually how it works, yeah.
FRANK points his weapon at DEAN again, then lowers it while making an exasperated noise.
FRANK feeds ID cards into a shredder. SAM and DEAN look at security footage of their Leviathan doubles, which is playing on several screens.
FRANK:
Oh, yeah. I know that Bobby's into that magic hooey, but truth is, the government have been cloning people for years. Guess it was just your turn in the barrel.
SAM:
Well, actually --
DEAN:
Forget it. He's rolling.
FRANK:
Yours have been busy beavers. You're number two on the most wanted list. Quickest climb up the charts since Donna Summer.
SAM:
So, what do you think we should do?
FRANK:
Cuba's nice this time of year.
DEAN:
No, we're not hiding.
FRANK (to SAM):
Is he always this stupid?
DEAN:
Look, we, uh –
FRANK turns on some classical music.
DEAN:
We go to stick around and kick a couple asses. So, we just need you to get us further off the grid, but keep us on the board.
FRANK:
Well, first thing we got to do is wipe all your old aliases. No more rock shoutouts. It's Tom and John Smith from now on. And no plastic. Cash only. And change your phones on a...
FRANK tosses SAM and DEAN cell phones.
FRANK:
...very frequent non-schedule schedule, you understand? Oh, and try to stay out of view of the 200 million cameras that the government has access to, 'kay?
DEAN:
200 million?
FRANK:
Big Brother, he has many eyeballs, my friend. You see a place that even looks like it can afford security...
FRANK takes a laptop out of a bag.
FRANK:
you just ease on down the road. This... this is your laptop, right?
SAM:
Yeah. That's mine.
FRANK smashes the laptop against the desk many times.
SAM:
What -- gee -- hey -- what are you -- what was that?!
FRANK hands SAM a new laptop.
SAM:
Uh... Thank you, I guess.
FRANK:
No problem. You owe me five grand, cash.
SAM:
What?
DEAN:
What?
FRANK:
Unless you wanna go comparison shop at the mall, sweet cheeks. Say hi to the cops for me. Okay.
FRANK grabs DEAN by the jacket and pushes him against the wall.
FRANK:
Let's Blue Steel you up some new I.D., Mr...
FRANK takes a picture of DEAN.
FRANK:
...and Mr...
FRANK takes a picture of SAM.
FRANK:
...Smith.
INT. RUFUS’ CABIN – DOWNSTAIRS – NIGHT
BOBBY shoots CHET with a shotgun.
CHET:
Whoo! Do it again! Come on, do it again!
BOBBY puts the gun down.
CHET:
So you're just gonna touch me in the morning, then just walk away?
BOBBY:
Are you still talkin'?
CHET:
Aren't you sick of this yet?
BOBBY:
You bleed. Black...snot, sure, but you bleed, you can die.
CHET:
Sure, sport, whatever you say. Try the acid again, why don't you? Poor sap. You're stumped.
BOBBY:
Give it a rest, mouthy.
CHET:
How long you think these'll hold once the spell wears off, hmm? Tick tock, old man. I'm gonna really enjoy eating you, right down to that hat.
BOBBY:
I said shut up.
CHET:
And then I'm gonna eat everyone you ever said hello to.
BOBBY picks up a machete and cuts off CHET’s head.
BOBBY:
Hot damn. Well, that's somethin'.
INT. FRANK’S HOUSE – NIGHT
FRANK tosses passports and ID in the names of Thomas and John Smith into a cigar box that DEAN is holding. He hands SAM a map.
FRANK:
I marked all the towns your stunt doubles hit so you can see the pattern.
SAM:
All right, great. Um, so, what is the pattern?
FRANK:
No clue, man. I can't see it.
SAM:
Seems random.
FRANK:
Little tip from a pro -- there is no such thing as a random series of robbery murders by your evil twins. Well, have yourself some uppers and look at that some more.
FRANK pats SAM on the shoulder.
FRANK:
Good luck.
SAM:
Thanks, Frank.
FRANK:
For what? Sending you to your death? Your doubles want to be on candid camera, put you in the line of fire. Now, I'd lay low, 'cause I love life and its infinite mysteries. But you two want to be dumb, that's fine. At least have the common sense to ditch your car.
DEAN:
Wh -- uh, excuse me -- what?
FRANK:
Your doublemints -- they're using a car just like the one outside.
[NEWSPAPER:
USA TIMES WEEKY [sic]
Headline: Killer duo still at large
Photographs of SAM and DEAN above the caption “#2, FBI’S MOST WANTED LIST”
Map of the US with five locations marked]
The camera pans out and we see that the newspaper is at Rufus’ cabin.
INT. RUFUS’ CABIN – GROUND LEVEL – DAY
BOBBY is taking a bottle out of a brown paper shopping bag. There is a knock at the door. He picks up his gun, looks through the peephole, smooths his beard and opens the door. JODIE MILLS is on the other side.
BOBBY:
What the... What the hell are you doing here?
JODIE MILLS:
You're all charm, Bobby.
BOBBY:
So my therapist keeps telling me. How'd you find me?
JODIE MILLS:
I'm a cop, remember?
JODIE MILLS holds up a plastic bag and a six-pack.
JODIE MILLS:
You gonna invite me in?
BOBBY:
Well, you may not want me to. I got one of the big mouths downstairs.
JODIE MILLS:
So I won't go downstairs.
JODIE MILLS enters and looks around.
JODIE MILLS:
Mm. I, uh...
She puts the bag and six-pack on the table.
JODIE MILLS:
I wanted to come thank you.
BOBBY:
Thank me?
JODIE MILLS:
Well, yeah... Seeing as they were fresh out of "thanks for saving me from liver-eating surgeon" cards at the store.
BOBBY:
Oh, that. Just doing my job, which nobody pays me for.
JODIE MILLS:
Right. How you doing, Bobby?
BOBBY:
I'm fine. Every day is a gift.
JODIE MILLS:
Your house just burned down.
BOBBY:
As you can see, I got a roof over me.
JODIE MILLS:
Bobby! Let someone be nice to you for five minutes?
BOBBY:
Okay. But not too nice. I can't be going soft.
JODIE MILLS:
'Course not. I can cook. Ish. You know? Why don't you let me make you something? Maybe put this new place of yours in some kind of order. Come on. I owe you that much.
BOBBY:
Okay. Thanks, Sheriff.
JODIE MILLS:
Jodie.
INT. RUFUS’ CABIN – DOWNSTAIRS – DAY
BOBBY walks downstairs and turns on a light. CHET’s head has reattached to his body.
CHET:
Did you think it would be that easy?
BOBBY:
No. But it's a start.
BOBBY picks up the machete.
CHET:
Ugh.
BOBBY cuts off CHET’s head again.
EXT. ROAD – NIGHT
A small, old hatchback is driving down the road.
INT. HATCHBACK – NIGHT
A yellow My Little Pony is dangling from the rear-vision mirror. DEAN squeezes it and it squeaks. He takes out a knife, cuts it down and tosses it into the back seat. It squeaks again as it lands.
SAM:
You okay?
DEAN:
You know, it's bad enough that they're ganking people, wearing our mugs, but now this? Have us driving around in this... this caboodle while Baby's on lockdown.
SAM:
It's temporary, Dean.
DEAN:
Nobody puts Baby in a corner.
SAM:
Y-you know that's a line from --
DEAN:
Swayze movie. Swayze always gets a pass!
SAM:
Right. Uh, well, you want some tunes or something? Here.
SAM turns on the car radio.
MUSIC: Air Supply’s “All Out Of Love”
♪ And what would you say if I called on you now ♪
♪ and said that I can't hold on ♪
SAM looks at DEAN.
SAM:
Sorry, man, I-I...
DEAN:
Just leave it. Probably gonna be the only thing on.
♪ There's no easy way, it gets harder each day ♪
♪ Please love me or I'll be gone ♪
♪ I'll be gone ♪
SAM looks at the map FRANK gave him and DEAN starts to sing along to the music.
♪ I'm all out of love ♪
♪ I'm so lost without you ♪
SAM looks over at DEAN.
♪ I know you were right ♪
♪ believing for so long ♪
♪ I'm all out of love ♪
DEAN notices that SAM is watching him and stops singing.
♪ What am I without you? ♪
DEAN looks away out the driver’s side window.
♪ I can't be too late to say that I was so wrong ♪
♪ Oh ♪
DEAN starts to sing again.
♪ What are... ♪
SAM looks at him and he stops again.
♪...you thinking of? ♪
DEAN moves his head in time with the music.
♪ What are you -- ♪
SAM:
Here.
SAM switches off the radio and they sit in silence. SAM studies the map. Jericho is circled.
FLASHBACK of the ghost of the Woman in White in the back seat of a car in 1.01 Pilot.
SAM:
Dean.
DEAN:
What?
SAM:
Jericho -- the lady in white.
FLASHBACK of the ghost of the Woman in White with her children, then burning up, in 1.01 Pilot.
Black Water Ridge is circled on the map.
FLASHBACKS of the wendigo, DEAN, and SAM protecting HALEY and her brother BEN in 1.02 Wendigo.
SAM:
Blackwater -- wendigo. Lake Manitoc -- the kid in the lake.
FLASHBACKS of ANDREA in the bath and the ghost of the young boy PETER SWEENEY in the lake in 1.03 Dead in the Water.
DEAN:
They're hitting towns we've worked jobs in.
SAM:
In order. Since the day I left Stanford with you.
DEAN:
So, what, they want us to find them?
SAM:
Well, one way to find out -- next case would be in...St. Louis.
DEAN:
Perfect. Connor's Diner. Best burgers in St. Louis. Oh, I deserve something good in my life right now.
INT. DINER – NIGHT
DEAN and SAM appear to be eating at a diner. When DEAN speaks, however, it is apparent that they are DEAN and SAM’s Leviathan doubles.
LEVIATHAN!DEAN:
You know, he has one of these...
LEVIATHAN!DEAN indicates the burger he is eating.
LEVIATHAN!DEAN:
...every day. And in his heart, he thinks they're almost as good as sex. This...
LEVIATHAN!DEAN puts the burger down on the plate.
LEVIATHAN!DEAN:
...is disgusting.
LEVIATHAN!SAM pushes a plate of salad away from him.
LEVIATHAN!SAM:
Dead plants with creamy goo. It's like eating self-righteousness. I mean, you tell me which is worse.
LEVIATHAN!DEAN:
I mean, honestly, I just... You know what? I can't stand the guy. Talk about a hero complex. And he doesn't have relationships. No, he has applications for sainthood. Oh, and he thinks he's funny. He thinks he's a damn comedian.
LEVIATHAN!SAM:
Who has two thumbs and full-blown bats in the belfry?
LEVIATHAN!DEAN points at LEVIATHAN!SAM and LEVIATHAN!SAM points at himself with both thumbs.
LEVIATHAN!SAM:
I'm serious. It's nothing but Satan-vision on the inside. I mean, how he's walking around in a jacket with detachable arms is beyond me. You know, I had a brother with this many issues once.
LEVIATHAN!DEAN:
Yeah?
LEVIATHAN!SAM:
Know what I did?
LEVIATHAN!DEAN:
Hmm?
LEVIATHAN!SAM:
I ate him.
LEVIATHAN!DEAN:
Of course you did.
LEVIATHAN!SAM:
How are these guys even a threat?
LEVIATHAN!DEAN:
Boss says they gotta go, they gotta go.
LEVIATHAN!SAM:
Right. Idea. You wanna trade? I mean, I'll take Chuckles over Schizo.
LEVIATHAN!DEAN:
No, I like this one's hair better. You can stay in the big one.
LEVIATHAN!SAM:
All right. In that case, let's turn up the heat. The sooner I get out of this and into something more stable, the better.
LEVIATHAN!DEAN and LEVIATHAN!SAM start to take out their guns.
LEVIATHAN!DEAN:
Hold on.
LEVIATHAN!DEAN turns and looks at a TEENAGER who is sitting in a booth behind him.
LEVIATHAN!DEAN:
Hey, kid. Hey. Why don't you fire up the camera on that thing?
LEVIATHAN!DEAN points his gun at the TEENAGER.
LEVIATHAN!DEAN:
Point it over here.
The TEENAGER picks up his smart phone and aims it at LEVIATHAN!DEAN.
LEVIATHAN!DEAN:
Shall we?
LEVIATHAN!SAM stands up, raises his gun and points it at the ceiling.
LEVIATHAN!SAM:
All right, everybody be cool! This is a robbery!
The TEENAGER’s phone camera records LEVIATHAN!SAM.
LEVIATHAN!DEAN gets up onto the counter as LEVIATHAN!SAM points his gun at various diner patrons.
LEVIATHAN!DEAN:
Anybody moves, and I'll execute every last one of you!
The TEENAGER’s phone camera records LEVIATHAN!SAM and LEVIATHAN!DEAN.
ACT THREE
EXT. ROAD – NIGHT
The hatchback is driving down the road.
INT. HATCHBACK – NIGHT
SAM is holding a cell phone that is set to speaker.
BOBBY (on phone, V-O):
Choppin' their heads off won't kill 'em, but it'll slow 'em down pretty good. Till they fuse back up, anyhow.
SAM (into phone):
Well, that's something, I guess. I mean, assuming we can even get close to them.
INT. RUFUS’ CABIN – GROUND LEVEL – NIGHT
BOBBY (on phone):
Believe me, I don't want you walking right up to 'em, either. I'm still looking for something you can shoot at 'em.
INT. HATCHBACK – NIGHT
DEAN (into phone, V-O):
Good times. All right, thanks, Bobby.
INT. RUFUS’ CABIN – GROUND LEVEL – NIGHT
JODIE MILLS is making sandwiches.
JODIE MILLS:
Hey, you take mayo, right, Bobby?
BOBBY nods.
INT. HATCHBACK – NIGHT
DEAN (into phone):
You got a chick over there?
BOBBY (on phone, V-O):
What?
INT. RUFUS’ CABIN – GROUND LEVEL – NIGHT
BOBBY (on phone):
No.
INT. HATCHBACK – NIGHT
DEAN (into phone):
Are you even working, Richard Gere?
INT. RUFUS’ CABIN – GROUND LEVEL – NIGHT
BOBBY (on phone):
Shut up, you idjit.
INT. HATCHBACK – NIGHT
DEAN and SAM smile at each other.
INT. RUFUS’ CABIN – GROUND LEVEL – NIGHT
BOBBY (on phone):
Where are you boys off to next?
INT. HATCHBACK – NIGHT
SAM (into phone):
Uh, St. Louis. That's where we --
BOBBY (on phone, V-O):
It's too late.
INT. RUFUS’ CABIN – GROUND LEVEL – NIGHT
BOBBY (on phone):
They hit St. Louis. Pumpkin-and-Honeybunny'd a diner there.
INT. HATCHBACK – NIGHT
DEAN (into phone):
Connor's Diner?
BOBBY (on phone, V-O):
Yeah. How'd you know?
DEAN (into phone):
Lucky guess. All right, so much for that.
SAM (into phone):
I guess we're off to, uh... to Ankeny, Iowa. Call us if you get anything else.
BOBBY (on phone, V-O):
You got it.
SAM hangs up.
INT. CONNOR’S DINER – DAY
SPECIAL AGENTS MORRIS and VALENTE enter. Police are investigating the scene and removing bodies. SPECIAL AGENTS MORRIS and VALENTE hold up their badges to a POLICE OFFICER who is sitting at a booth watching the recording on the TEENAGER’s phone.
SPECIAL AGENT MORRIS:
Special Agents Morris, Valente. You were first on the scene?
POLICE OFFICER:
Unfortunately.
SPECIAL AGENT VALENTE:
Wanna tell us what happened?
The POLICE OFFICER hands the phone to SPECIAL AGENT MORRIS, who takes a glove out of his pocket with which to hold it. The POLICE OFFICER presses a button to play the recording.
[RECORDING:
DINER CUSTOMERS:
No! No! [screaming]
LEVIATHAN!DEAN, who is standing on the counter, raises his gun and fires. DINER CUSTOMERS cower on the floor.
LEVIATHAN!SAM approaches the camera.
LEVIATHAN!SAM:
Hey! Hey, hey, hey, hey! Keep that up! I didn't say you could put that down! I want the whole world to know what Sam and Dean Winchester are capable of.
LEVIATHAN!SAM points his gun at a DINER CUSTOMER.
DINER CUSTOMER:
No!
There is more gunfire.
LEVIATHAN!DEAN:
That all of 'em?
TEENAGER (V-O):
No!
LEVIATHAN!SAM:
All but one.
TEENAGER (V-O):
No, please, no.
LEVIATHAN!SAM raises his gun and shoots the TEENAGER. LEVIATHAN!SAM and LEVIATHAN!DEAN get very close to the camera and smile.
LEVIATHAN!DEAN:
Well, goodnight, St. Louis. You've been a wonderful crowd. Grab your socks and hose, Iowa, 'cause we're headed to you next.
LEVIATHAN!DEAN and LEVIATHAN!SAM wink.]
SPECIAL AGENT MORRIS:
We need to alert –
SPECIAL AGENT VALENTE:
Federal, state, local -- I'm on it.
INT. RUFUS’ CABIN – DOWNSTAIRS – DAY
BOBBY is preparing to electrocute CHET.
CHET:
Ooh.
BOBBY touches the skin of CHET’s arm with his own as he attaches jumper cables to CHET’s chains.
CHET (in BOBBY’s voice):
Does this skin make me look fat?
CHET has transformed into a doppelganger of BOBBY.
BOBBY:
Balls.
CHET:
It's pretty dark in here. High-school dropout. A drunk like your daddy before you. Oh. You and Dad. Now, that's a can of scorpions. Your favorite singer is Joni frickin' Mitchell? Oh, Bobby. You are 10 pounds of sad in a 5-pound bag.
EXT. STREET IN ANKENY – DAY
DEAN and SAM are walking along the street as a black Impala passes them.
DEAN:
Sam, Sam. Hold up. Don't move. Don't move.
The Impala, which contains LEVIATHAN!DEAN and LEVIATHAN!SAM, does a U-turn and parks on the other side of the street. LEVIATHAN!DEAN and LEVIATHAN!SAM get out.
SAM:
Oh, no. This is all sorts of wrong.
DEAN:
Those are nice wheels. Tell you what, when this is over, I'm stealing those rims.
DEAN takes out his phone and makes a call.
INT. RUFUS’ CABIN – DOWNSTAIRS – DAY
CHET is still chained to the chair in BOBBY’s form.
CHET:
Tell the kids I said hi.
BOBBY (on phone):
Yeah.
EXT. STREET IN ANKENY – DAY
DEAN (on phone):
Bobby, we got eyes on them.
BOBBY (on phone, V-O):
What?
LEVIATHAN!DEAN opens the trunk of the Impala.
DEAN (on phone):
It's like looking at a funhouse mirror.
INT. RUFUS’ CABIN – DOWNSTAIRS – DAY
BOBBY (on phone):
Yeah, I know the feeling.
DEAN (on phone, V-O):
All right, well, tell me...
EXT. STREET IN ANKENY – DAY
DEAN (on phone):
...you got something. Otherwise, we're gonna have to get in close.
DEAN and SAM walk along the street closer to where the Impala is parked on the other side.
BOBBY (V-O):
Look, just hang back for now.
DEAN (on phone):
It's too late. We gotta –
A police car pulls up, siren going.
DEAN (on phone):
Hang on.
A SHERIFF and another officer get out of the police car and the SHERIFF points a gun at DEAN.
SHERIFF:
Hands in the air!
Another siren blares.
DEAN:
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
A second police car pulls up.
DEAN:
Big misunderstanding.
The police officers from the second vehicle are now pointing their guns at DEAN and SAM from behind.
DEAN:
Look, the guys you want --
SHERIFF:
Shut up!
DEAN:
They're right there.
SHERIFF:
Shut up! Drop the phone. Put your hands in the air.
INT. RUFUS’ CABIN – DOWNSTAIRS – DAY
BOBBY (on phone):
Dean?
EXT. STREET IN ANKENY – DAY
DEAN puts the phone down.
BOBBY (V-O):
Dean!
SHERIFF:
Cuff ’em.
The police officers behind DEAN and SAM put them in handcuffs. DEAN looks at LEVIATHAN!DEAN, who is back in the driver’s seat of the Impala. LEVIATHAN!DEAN winks.
EXT. RUFUS’ CABIN – DAY
INT. RUFUS’ CABIN – DOWNSTAIRS – DAY
CHET is still chained to the chair in BOBBY’s form. BOBBY is pacing the room with a book.
CHET:
You know the thing about you, Bobby...
BOBBY:
Save it. I already know me, handsome.
CHET:
You got the gruff thing down. Seen more death than an electric chair. Ready to die with your boots on. But, you know, deep down inside... you're no cynic. You still hope. You even got a thing for that lady upstairs. Tiny part of you thinks, maybe... after this is all done, you and Miss Sheriff can make your own little cabin in the woods.
BOBBY closes the book and puts it down. CHET laughs.
CHET:
That's hilarious. You're not getting any older than tomorrow, Bobby. Why do you bother?
BOBBY picks up the machete.
BOBBY:
You a Browning fan?
CHET:
Come again?
BOBBY:
Robert Browning. Poet. You got that name rattling around up there with the rest of my thoughts and feelings?
CHET:
It's kind of hard to sift through all the drunken blackouts, but --
BOBBY:
"A man's reach should exceed his grasp."
CHET:
I like that. That's actually lovely. Browning? After I eat you, I'm definitely gonna hit the library.
BOBBY raises the machete. A several drops of a liquid fall from the ceiling onto CHET’s arm and burn his skin.
CHET:
What the hell is that?
The skin on CHET’s arm turns yellow, then black, and black steam rises. Another drop falls and CHET’s arm continues to burn.
CHET:
Get it off. Get it off! Get it off!!
Another drop falls.
CHET:
Get it off of me!
Another drop falls. CHET’s face is now also burning and a large patch on his arm is black.
CHET:
Aaargh! Get it off me!
INT. RUFUS’ CABIN – GROUND LEVEL – DAY
JODIE MILLS is on her knees wringing out a cloth into a bucket. She sees BOBBY and gets up.
JODIE MILLS:
Oh, sorry. Little snafu here.
BOBBY grabs her face in both hands and kisses her.
JODIE MILLS:
Mm! Okay, wasn't expecting that reaction.
BOBBY:
What the hell was in that bucket?
INT. POLICE STATION – NIGHT
SAM and DEAN are being escorted in.
SAM:
Look, you're making a mistake. The real killers are back at the diner, okay?
SHERIFF:
Is that the best you can do?
DEAN:
I want my phone call.
SHERIFF:
Oh, there'll be a call, to the FBI. Take him [indicates DEAN] to cell number one. Take that one [indicates SAM] to the interview room. Once they're separate and secure, you boys call it a night.
SAM:
You're making a mistake!
EXT. POLICE STATION – NIGHT
The two POLICE OFFICERS who handcuffed SAM and DEAN leave the building. LEVIATHAN!DEAN and LEVIATHAN!SAM watch from their Impala, which is parked across the street. As the officers walk closer, LEVIATHAN!DEAN and LEVIATHAN!SAM get out of the Impala.
INT. POLICE STATION – NIGHT
The two POLICE OFFICERS who handcuffed SAM and DEAN walk back into the police station. A third officer is there.
POLICE OFFICER 3:
What, did you guys forget something or what?
The POLICE OFFICER who handcuffed SAM walks up behind POLICE OFFICER 3 and snaps his neck. His face transforms: his mouth enlarges, his teeth become long and jagged, and a long, two-pronged tongue unfurls.
