7.11 Adventures in Babysitting (Transcript)

SUPERNATURAL

7.11 Adventures In Babysitting

Written by: Adam Glass

Directed by: Jeannot Szwarc

Air Date: 6 January 2012

NOW

INT. DINER – NIGHT

A MAN is sitting at a table, watching a suggestively-dressed WOMAN talking to a man outside. A WAITRESS tops up his coffee.

MAN:
Thank you.

WAITRESS:
Sure. You've been here a couple nights in a row now.

MAN:
What can I say? I like the ambience.

WAITRESS:
Get you anything else?

The MAN sees the WOMAN outside lead the man away with her arms hooked around one of his.

MAN:
No, thanks.

The MAN takes money from his pocket and we see that he is carrying a knife.

WAITRESS:
Thanks. Keep safe out there.

The WOMAN and the man she is with walk between trucks parked outside the diner. The MAN with the knife follows them, knife drawn. As he walks slowly between the trucks, the WAITRESS appears behind him.

WAITRESS:
Hey, there. You lost?

MAN:
What?

The MAN’s vision is blurry.

MAN:
Excuse me...

WAITRESS:
Ooh-hoo. You're looking a little Cabo Wabo, there.

MAN:
No. No, I'm fine.

WAITRESS:
No. You're not. I slipped a little special sauce into your coffee while you were watching the skirt. You do know we're venomous, right?

The WAITRESS’s pupils become almost vertical.

WAITRESS:
Looks like I didn't dose you quite hard enough. That's okay. There's more where that came from.

The WAITRESS smiles, revealing pointed, snake-like teeth. She throws the MAN against a truck. He falls to the ground, dropping the knife.

WAITRESS:
That's for the crappy tip.

ACT ONE

Week One

INT. RUFUS’S CABIN – DAY

SAM and DEAN are sitting silently in dim light in Rufus’ cabin, SAM in a chair and DEAN on the couch. They both have their hands in their laps and SAM is clenching his hands together. SAM looks over at DEAN, then away. When SAM is no longer looking directly at him, DEAN looks at SAM, then away.

Week Two

INT. RUFUS’S CABIN – DAY

DEAN is drinking whiskey and looking at a clipboard holding a pad of paper on which is written “45489”, the number Bobby wrote on SAM’s hand in 7.10 Death's Door. SAM is washing dishes at the sink.

SAM takes an address book out of a drawer and opens it.

DEAN has added a list below the number:

Zip Code

Sec [?]

Lock

V-Mail

Password

Bank #

Each item is crossed out.

Week Three

INT. RUFUS’S CABIN – DAY

DEAN pins an article titled “Biggerson’s Recalls Contaminated Meat: Customers Report Illness After Eating Turducken Slammers” to a board holding their research. Also on the board are several articles about Dick Roman.

SAM puts two duffel bags on a table and takes a beer out of the refrigerator.

SAM:
Dean, you know, um... I wonder if – if we... I mean, should we be telling people? I mean, people he knew.

DEAN:
How long ago did I give Frank these numbers? It's been a few weeks, right? What, is he nuts, or is he just being rude?

SAM:
Probably both. Dean, I-I got to ask you a question.

DEAN:
Unless, of course, something happened to him. He can't get to the phone because a Leviathan ate his face.

SAM:
Yeah, also a possibility.

DEAN:
We should go check on him.

SAM:
Dean, do you want to call Bobby's people or not?

DEAN:
W-why is – why is that our job?

SAM:
Because who else is gonna do it?

DEAN:
I'm not calling anybody. If you want to, you go right ahead.

SAM:
I don't want to call anybody. You kidding me?

A phone in one of the duffel bags rings.

DEAN:
Well, I'm not getting it.

SAM takes out the phone.

SAM:
Hello?

GIRL (V-O):
Is Bobby Singer there?

SAM:
Uh, no. He's, uh... I-I-it's not, but I'm a friend of his.

DEAN picks up a flask that was in the duffel bag, sniffs it and puts the lid back on.

GIRL (V-O):
My dad asked me to call Bobby Singer specifically.

SAM:
He's... not here, but, look, if you need s–

The GIRL hangs up.

DEAN:
Who was it?

SAM:
Just some kid.

DEAN:
For Bobby? Girl scout cookies?

SAM:
I think maybe...

DEAN picks up a full bottle of beer from the table.

SAM:
Maybe a-a hunter's kid? I mean, she sounded pretty scared. You know, I have a caller ID. Maybe we should go find her. We – we can check on her.

DEAN:
What about Frank?

SAM:
Well, Dean, I think we should go find this girl first.

DEAN:
Sam, Frank's been working on the numbers that Bobby spent his last breath on, and you want to back-burner that?

SAM looks silently at DEAN.

DEAN:
Fine. You go check out girl scout. I'll find Frank.

SAM:
Fine. But you know what? On one condition – if Frank is just spinning his wheels, then you bail out on crazy and come meet me.

DEAN looks at the beer bottle in his hand, which is now empty.

DEAN:
And thanks for drinking my entire beer.

SAM:
I didn't touch your beer. Mine's right there. You probably drank it without noticing.

DEAN:
Right.

EXT. APARTMENT BUILDING – DAY

A sign reads “Clarke Manor Furnished Apartments – Month to Month Rentals”.

INT. APARTMENT BUILDING – DAY

SAM knocks on an apartment door.

SAM:
Hello? Um, we...spoke on the phone earlier?

The door opens to the length of a chain lock.

SAM:
Hi. Uh...I'm Sam. You sounded like you needed help, and I was in the area.

GIRL:
How'd you find me?

SAM:
Your dad is in Bobby's address book.

GIRL:
So where is he?

SAM:
Bobby? He, uh... He's passed away. Look, um –

GIRL:
Krissy.

SAM:
Krissy. I get it. You don't let strangers in. But if your dad said you could trust Bobby, then you can trust me, too.

KRISSY shuts the door, undoes the chain and opens the door again.

KRISSY:
Just so you know, 911's on speed-dial. One button.

SAM:
Yeah, sure. Note taken.

KRISSY:
So... you're a salesman, too?

SAM:
Yep. So your dad's on the road right now? Been gone a while?

KRISSY:
He usually calls every night.

SAM:
How long has it been?

KRISSY:
Five days.

SAM:
It's just you and him, huh? I know how that is. Look, um... Sometimes on the road, crap happens. So I'll help you track him down.

KRISSY:
Really?

SAM:
'Course. Did he happen to say where he was going?

KRISSY:
Said he had a couple leads near Dodge City.

SAM:
And does he have a desk or something where he keeps his stuff?

KRISSY leads SAM into another room.

SAM:
Do you mind making some coffee? Thanks.

SAM looks through the desk and then inside a closet. Behind the hanging clothes, he finds a research board with missing person notices and an article titled “Monsters In Our Midst” and “Trucker Missing, Rig Found In Ditch”.

SAM:
Krissy.

SAM walks towards the kitchen.

SAM:
Hey, listen, so I think I got an idea where to start. So I'm gonna go. Um...Can I borrow this?

SAM holds up a framed photograph of KRISSY and her dad.

KRISSY:
Yeah.

SAM:
Thanks. Here. Here's a number, in case you don't hear from me in the next couple days. Don't worry. I promise I'll check in.

KRISSY:
Don't say that. That's what my dad said.

EXT. FRANK’S HOUSE – DAY

DEAN drives up and gets out of the car.

INT. FRANK’S HOUSE – DAY

DEAN walks through the mostly empty house with his gun drawn.

DEAN:
This can't be good.

DEAN turns to the sound of a gun cocking and raises his own gun. FRANK is pointing a shotgun at him.

DEAN:
Well... hi.

FRANK doesn’t lower his gun.

DEAN:
Frank... we're amongst friends here. Okay, acquaintances.

FRANK:
That's just what a Leviathan would say.