02x22 - All Hell Breaks Loose: Part Two

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2.22 All Hell Breaks Loose: Part Two

Air Date: 17 May 2007

Dean sits next to Sam's dead body.

Bobby (with bucket of chicken)

Dean?

Dean: No, thanks. I'm fine.

Bobby: You should eat something.

Dean: I said I'm fine.

Bobby: Dean...I hate to bring this up, I really do. But don't you think maybe it's time...we bury Sam.

Dean: No.

Bobby: We could

(Sighs)

maybe...

Dean: What? Torch his corpse? Not yet.

Bobby: I want you to come with me.

Dean: I'm not going anywhere.

Bobby: Dean, please.

Dean: Would you cut me some slack?

Bobby: I just don't think you should be alone, that's all. I gotta admit-- I could use your help.

Dean: Bobby

Something big is going down-- end-of-the world big.

Dean: Well, then let it end!

Bobby: You don't mean that.

Dean: You don't think so? Huh? You don't think I've given enough? You don't think I've paid enough? I'm done with it. All of it. And if you know what's good for you, turn around, and get the hell out of here.

Go!

I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Please, just go.

Bobby: You know where I'll be.

He turns his back on Dean and leaves the motel room. Dean takes another look at Sam's body and a tear falls from his eye.

FADE IN: WOODS. NIGHT

Jake is sitting in a campsite with a fire burning. He is dozing off, but awakes suddenly to see the Yellow Eyed Demon standing in front of him.)

YED

Howdy, Jake.

Jake: I'm--I'm dreaming aren't I?

YED

I've got a genius on my hands. Well congratulations, Jake. You're it--last man standing. The American Idol. I have to admit-- You weren't the horse I was bettin' on, but still, I gotta give it to you.

Jake: Go...to hell.

YED

Been there...done that.

Jake: Everything you put me through-- dragging me to that place, making me k*ll those people...

YED

All part of the beauty pageant. Jake, I needed the strongest, and that's you.

Jake: Needed me for what?

YED

Oh, I got a laundry list of tasty things for you.

Jake: The only thing I am going to do is wake up, hunt you down, and k*ll you myself.

YED

You know, others have tried. It's not easy. Trust me, Jake. You want to be a good little soldier here.

Jake: And if I'm not?

YED

If you're a bad little soldier, well, that dear old mom of yours, that adorable little sister, I'll make certain that they both live long enough to know the chewy taste of their own intestines. No, Jake. I'm not bluffing.

Jake: What do you want me to do?

YED

Like I said-- genius.

CUT TO

Sam's corpse lying on a mattress. Dean sitting next to him, gloomy.

Dean: You know, when we were little-- you couldn't been more than 5-- you just started asking questions. How come we didn't have a mom? Why do we always have to move around? Where'd Dad go when he'd take off for days at a time? I remember I begged you-- "Quit asking, Sammy. Man, you don't want to know."

I just wanted you to be a kid...Just for a little while longer. I always tried to protect you...Keep you safe...Dad didn't even have to tell me. It was just always my responsibility, you know? It's like I had one job... I had one job...

And I screwed it up. I blew it. And for that, I'm sorry.

I guess that's what I do. I let down the people I love. I let Dad down. And now I guess I'm just supposed to let you down, too. How can I? How am I supposed to live with that?

What am I supposed to do? Sammy. God.

What am I supposed to do?

What am I supposed to do?!

CUT TO: Impala engine revving. Headlights turn on and Dean drives recklessly. He stops on a dirt road and inserts several items into a box, including a photo ID of himself. He begins to bury the box in the middle of a crossroads. Several seconds pass in silence, as Dean looks right and left.

Dean: Oh come on already. Show your face, you bitch!

(Suddenly, a beautiful woman in a black dress appears.)

Demon: Easy sugar, you'll wake the neighbors. Dean. It's so, so good to see you.

(Inhales sharply)

I mean it. Look at you. Gone and got your family k*lled. All alone in the world. It's too sweet. Excuse me, you're gonna have to give me a moment. Sometimes you gotta stop and smell the Roses.

Dean: I should send you straight back to hell.

Demon: Oh, you should. But you won't. And I know why.

Dean: Oh yeah?

Demon: Yeah. Following in Daddy's footsteps. You wanna make a deal. Little Sammy back from the dead, and--let me guess-- you're offering up your own soul?

Dean: There are a hundred other demons who'd love to get their hands on it. And it's all yours. And all you got to do is bring Sam back. And give me ten years-- ten years, and then you come for me.

Demon: You must be joking.

Dean: That's the Same deal you give everybody else.

Demon: You're not everybody else.

(Whispering in Dean's ear)

Why would I want to give you anything? Keep your gutter soul. It's too tarnished, anyway.

Dean: Nine years.

Demon: No.

Dean: Eight.

Demon: You keep going, I'll keep saying no.

Dean: Okay, five years. Five years, and my bill comes due. That's my last offer-- five years or no deal.

Demon: (Leaning in for a kiss)

Then no deal.

Dean: Fine.

Demon: Fine.

(Walking away)

Make sure you bury Sam before he starts stinking up the joint.

Dean: Wait.

Demon: (Softly)

It's a fire sale, and everything must go.

Dean: What do I have to do?

Demon: First of all, quit groveling. Needy guys are such a turnoff.

(Sighs)

Look... Look, I shouldn't be doing this. I could get in a lot of trouble. But what can I say? I got a blind spot for you, Dean. You're like a... puppy. You're just too fun to play with.

(Sighs)

I'll do it.

Dean: You'll bring him back?

Demon: I will. And because I'm such a saint, I'll give you one year. And one year only. But here's the thing. If you try and welch or weasel your way out, then the deal is off. Sam drops dead. He's back to rotten meat in no time. So... it's a better deal than your dad ever got. What do you say?

Dean grabs the demon and kisses her to seal the deal.

CUT TO: Sam's eyes open wide and he sits up on the mattress, looking around, confused, and breathing heavily.

FADE IN: MOTEL ROOM

Sam standing in front of a mirror, examining his back with a look of pain. There is a scar from where the Kn*fe was stabbed into his spine. In the distance a door opens and Dean enters the room.

Dean: Sammy.

Sam: Hey.

Dean pulls Sam into a tight embrace.

Sam: Ow. Uh, Dean...

Dean: (Releases Sam)

I'm sorry. I'm sorry, man. I'm just...I'm just happy to see you up and around, that's all. Come on, sit down.

(Both sit)

Sam: Okay. Dean...what happened to me?

Dean: Well, what do you remember?

Sam: I-I saw you and Bobby, and...I felt this pain. This sharp pain, like...like, white-hot, you know, and then you started running at me, and...that's about it.

Dean: Yeah, that-- that kid, stabbed you in the back. You lost a lot of blood. It was pretty touch and go for awhile.

Sam: But Dean, you can't patch up a wound that bad.

Dean: No, Bobby could. Who was that kid, anyway?

Sam: His name's Jake. Did you get him?

Dean: No, he disappeared into the woods.

Sam: We got to find him, Dean. And I swear I'm gonna tear that son of a bitch apart.

(Stands up with Dean following suit.)

Dean: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Easy there, Van Damme. You just woke up, all right? Let's get you something to eat. Huh? You want something to eat?

(Sam nods)

I'm starving. Come on.

CUT TO: Dean and Sam sitting at a table, eating.

Sam: And that's when you guys showed up.

Dean: That's awful. Poor Andy.

Sam: The demon said he only wanted one of us to walk out alive.

Dean: He told you that?

Sam: Yep.

(Scoffs)

He appeared in a dream.

Dean: He tell you anything else?

Sam: (Shakes head)

No. No. That was it. Nothing else. You know, what I don't get, Dean, is if the demon only wanted one of us, then how did Jake and I both get away?

Dean: Well, I mean, they left you for dead. I'm sure they thought it was over.

(Eats a large bite of pizza)

So now that Yellow Eyes has Jake, what's he gonna do with him?

Sam: I don't know. But whatever it is, we gotta stop him.

Dean: Well, hold on. You need to get your rest. We got time.

Sam: No, we don't.

Dean: Sam, oceans aren't boiling, okay? Frogs aren't raining from the sky. Let's get you your strength back first.

Sam: Well did you call the roadhouse? Do they know anything?

Dean: Yeah.

Sam: Dean...what is it?

Dean: (Sitting down)

The roadhouse b*rned to the ground. Ash is dead. Probably Ellen-- a lot of other hunters, too.

Sam: Demons?

Dean: Yeah, we think so. We think because Ash found something.

Sam: What did he find?

Dean: Bobby's working on that right now.

Sam: Well, come on then. Bobby's only a few hours away.

( He begins to stand.)

Dean: (Dean stands also and grabs Sam by the shoulders.)

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Stop, Sam, stop. Damn it. You almost d*ed there. I mean, what would I have-- you just take care of yourself for a little bit, huh? Just for a little bit?

Sam: I'm sorry. No.

Dean shakes his head.

CUT TO: Impala driving down a road.

CUT TO: A hand knocking on a door. Bobby opens the door and looks at Sam with astonishment.

Dean: Hey, Bobby.

Sam: Hey, Bobby.

Bobby: Sam. It's good to see... you up and around.

Sam: Yeah, well... thanks for patching me up.

Bobby: Don't mention it.

Dean: Well Sam's better. And we're back in it now, so...what do you know?

INT. Bobby's HOUSE

Bobby: Well, I found something. But I'm not sure what the hell it means.

Sam: What is it?

Bobby: Demonic omens...like a frickin' tidal wave. Cattle deaths. Lightening storms. They skyrocketed from out of nowhere. Here.

(He points to Wyoming on a map.)

All around here, except for one place...Southern Wyoming.

Dean: Wyoming?

Bobby: Yeah. That one area's totally clean -- spotless. It's almost as if...

Sam: What?

Bobby: The demons are surrounding it.

Dean: But you don't know why?

Bobby: No, and by this point my eyes are swimming. Sam, would you take a look at it? Maybe you could catch something I couldn't.

Sam: Yeah, sure.

Bobby: Come on, Dean. I got some more books in the truck. Help me lug 'em in.

Dean: Yeah.

CUT TO: Dean and Bobby walking in the junkyard. Finally, Bobby stops and turns to face Dean.

Bobby: You stupid ass! What did you do? What did you do?!

(He pushes Dean.)

You made a deal...For Sam, didn't you? How long did they give you?

Dean: Bobby.

Bobby: How long?!

Dean: One year.

Bobby: Damn it, Dean.

Dean: Which is why we gotta find this yellow-eyed son of a bitch. That's why I'm gonna k*ll him myself. I got nothing to lose now, right?

Bobby: (He grabs Dean by the collar)

I could throttle you!

Dean: And send me downstairs ahead of schedule?

Bobby: (He lets go of Dean)

What is it with you Winchesters, huh? You, your dad. You're both just itching to throw yourselfs down the pit.

Dean: That's my point. Dad brought me back, Bobby. I'm not even supposed to be here. At least this way, something good could come out of it, you know? It's like my life could mean something.

Bobby: What? And it didn't before?! Have you got that low of an opinion of yourself? Are you that screwed in the head?!

(He grabs Dean again)

Dean: (Choking up)

I couldn't let him die, Bobby. I couldn't. He's my brother.

Bobby: How's your brother gonna feel when he knows your going to hell? How'd you feel when you knew your dad went for you?

Dean: You can't tell him. You can take a sh*t at me. Whatever you got to do, but please don't tell him.

Bobby begins to cry, grabbing Dean's chin. Suddenly there is a clank from a distant part of the junkyard. Bobby and Dean crawl to the side of a car, and grab the intruder. Once they have her by the shoulders, they recognize her as Ellen.

Dean: Ellen?

(Ellen nods)

Ellen. Oh, God.

CUT TO: Ellen and Bobby sitting at a table. He pours her a sh*t of liquid from a flask and pushes it towards her.

Ellen: Bobby, is this really necessary?

Bobby: Just a belt of Holy Water, shouldn't hurt.

Ellen: (She lifts the sh*t glass to her mouth and swallows the water)

Whiskey now, if you don't mind.

Dean: Ellen, what happened? How'd you get out?

Ellen: I wasn't supposed to. I was supposed to be in there with everybody else.

(Scoffs)

But we ran out of pretzels, of all things. It was just dumb luck.

(She drinks the whiskey Bobby poured for her and exhales sharply)

Anyway, that's when Ash called. Panic in his voice.

(Sighs)

He told me to look in the safe. Then the call cut out. By the time I got back, the flames were sky-high. And everybody was dead. I couldn't have been gone more than fifteen minutes.

Sam: Sorry, Ellen.

Ellen: (Tearing up)

A lot of good people d*ed in there. And I got to live.

(Scoffs)

Lucky me.

Bobby: Ellen, you mentioned a safe.

Ellen: A hidden safe we keep in the basement.

Bobby: Demons get what was in it?

Ellen: No

(She pulls out a map from her pocket, unfolding it and setting it down on the table. It has several black lines and X's on it.)

Dean: Wyoming. What does that mean?

(Pointing to the lines)

CUT TO: Bobby is reading from a large book

Bobby: I don't believe it.

(He sets the book on a table)

Sam: What? You got something?

Bobby: A lot more than that. Each of these X's

(He points to the marks on the map)

Is an abandoned frontier church-- all mid 19th century. And all of them built by Samuel Colt.

Dean: Samuel Colt--the demon-k*lling, gunmaking Samuel Colt?

Bobby: Yep. And there's more. He built private railway lines

(He points to the black lines on the map)

connecting church to church. It just happens to lay out like this.

(He connects the points on the map until the shape of a star is made.)

Dean: Tell me that's not what I think it is.

Sam: It's a Devil's Trap. A 100-square mile Devil's Trap.

Dean: That's brilliant. Iron lines demons can't cross.

Ellen: I've never heard of anything that massive.

Bobby: No one has.

Dean: And after all these years none of the lines are broken? I mean, it still works?

Sam: Definitely

Dean: How do you know?

Sam: All those omens Bobby found. I mean the demons, they must be circling and they can't get in.

Bobby: Yeah, well...they're trying.

Ellen: Why? What's inside?

Dean: That's what I've been looking for. And, uh, there's nothing except an old cowboy cemetery right in the middle.

Sam: Well what's so important about a cemetery or...what's Colt trying to protect?

Dean: Well, unless...

Bobby: Unless what?

Dean: What if Colt wasn't trying to keep the demons out? What if he was trying to keep something in?

Ellen: Well that's a comforting thought.

Dean: Yeah, you think?

Sam: Could they do it, Bobby? Could they get inside?

Bobby: This thing's so powerful, you'd practically need an A-b*mb to desTroy it. No way a full-blood demon gets across.

Sam: No.

(Pause)

But I know who could.

EXT. WOODS - DAY

Jake pulls onto a backroad and parks his car in front of a railroad track. He gets out of the car and looks around. After a few moments, Jake turns around and sees the Yellow Eyed Demon standing behind him.

YED

Howdy, Jake. So, did you have a nice trip?

Jake: I'm here. I did what you asked, now what?

YED

Fifty miles thataway.

(He points in the opposite direction Jake is standing, across the railroad tracks)

There's a cemetery. A crypt. You got to open that for me. Think you can manage that, sport?

Jake: You know what? Screw you and your freaky orders. Go do it yourself.

YED

Oh, I can't. I can't go that way--not yet.

Jake: Why not?

YED

I just can't. But if you're gonna open that crypt for me, you're gonna need a key.

(He pulls the Colt from his jacket pocket and holds it in the air.)

Jake: A g*n?

YED

Oh, this isn't just any g*n, Jake. This is the only g*n in the whole universe that can sh**t me dead.

(Pointing the g*n to his head)

Jake: Is that so?

YED

Yep. Here, take it.

(He hands the Colt over to Jake, who cocks the g*n and aims it at him.)

Oh, my. I'm shocked at this unforseen turn of events. Go ahead, Jake. Squeeze that trigger. Be all you can be. This will all be over. Your life can go back to normal. Of course, the Army won't take you back 'cause you're AWOL. But I'm sure you could get your old job at the factory back. But then, on the other hand, the rest of your life, and your family's, could be money and honey, health and wealth, every day is ice-cream sundae. And all you got to do is this one little thing.

Jake: Why me?

YED

Oh, Jake. It's got to be you. I've been waiting for you for a very long time. You're my leader. You open that crypt, and you will have your army.

Jake: You're talking about the end of the world.

YED

No, not the end-- the beginning...a better world where your family will be protected. More than that. They'll be royalty. Buddy boy, you have the chance to get in on the ground floor of a thrilling oppurtunity. What'd you say? It's your call.

(Jake lowers the g*n)

Attababy.

CUT TO: Nighttime. A cemetery gate opens and Jake enters, walking towards a crypt. Dean is shown standing behind a large tomb, a g*n in hand.

Sam: Howdy, Jake.

Sam, Bobby, and Ellen appear from the shadows, g*ns raised.

Jake: Wait...you were dead. I k*lled you.

Sam: Yeah? Well next time, finish the job.

Jake: I did! I cut clean through your spinal cord, man.

(Sam glances at Dean)

You can't be alive. You can't be.

Bobby: Okay, just take it real easy there, son.

Jake: And if I don't?

Sam: Wait and see.

Jake: What, you a tough guy all of a sudden? What are you gonna do--k*ll me?

Sam: It's a thought.

Jake: You had your chance. You couldn't.

Sam: I won't make that mistake twice.

Jake begins to laugh.

Dean: What are you smiling at, you little bitch?

Jake: Hey Lady, do me a favor. Put that g*n to your head.

(Ellen points her g*n at her temple)

See that Ava girl was right. Once you give in to it, there's all sorts of new Jedi mind tricks you can learn.

Sam: Let her go.

Ellen: (Voice trembling)

sh**t him.

Jake: You'll be mopping up skull before you get a sh*t off.

(Pauses)

Everybody, put your g*ns down. Except you, sweetheart.

(Three g*ns drop)

Okay. Thank you. Jake turns around and pulls the Colt out of his pocket. While he is inserting it into the crypt, Dean and Bobby grab Ellen before she can sh**t herself just as Sam sh**t Jake four times in the back. Jake falls onto the ground, and Sam positions himself in front of him.

Jake: (Gasping)

Please...don't. Please.

Sam sh**t Jake three more times in the chest. The four watch as two seperate engravings on the crypt spin in different directions, then stop.

Bobby: Oh, no.

Ellen: Bobby, what is it?

Bobby: It's hell.

Dean pulls the Colt from the Crypt.

Bobby: Take cover--now!

All four run behind tombstones as the doors to the crypt burst open. A large black mass erupts from the other side and sh**t outward. The camera spans out and shows the demons breaching the Devil's Trap and escaping.

Dean: What the hell just happened?!

Ellen: That's a devil's gate. A damn door to hell.

The railway iron is shown being bent in two and a pair of legs crossing.

Ellen: Come on! We gotta shut that gate!

Dean checks the Colt for b*ll*ts.

Dean: If the demon gave this to Jake...then maybe...

Thunder crashes and the Yellow Eyed Demon appears behind Dean. He flings the Colt out of Dean's hand and into his own.

YED

A boy shouldn't play with Daddy's g*ns.

He throws Dean into the air, where Dean hits his head on a tombstone.

Sam: Dean!

He lets go of the gate door and runs to his brother.

YED

(Throwing Sam against a nearby tree.)

I'll get to you in a minute, champ. But I'm proud of you--knew you had it in you.

(He paralizes Dean.)

Sit a spell. So, Dean...I got to thank you. You see, demons can't resurrect people unless a deal is made. I know, red tape--it'll make you nuts. But thanks to you, Sammy's back in rotation.

(Laughs)

Now, I wasn't counting on that, but I'm glad. I liked him better than Jake, anyhow. Tell me--have you ever heard the expression, "If a deal sounds too good to be true, it probably is?"

Dean: You call that deal good?

YED

Well, it's a better shake than your dad ever got. And you never wondered why? I'm surprised at you. I mean...you saw what your brother just did to Jake, right? That was pretty cold, wasn't it?

(Chuckles)

How certain are you that what you brought back, is 100% pure Sam?

(Laughs)

You of all people should know, that's what's dead, should stay dead. Anyway...thanks a bunch. I knew I kept you alive for some reason. Until now, anyway. I couldn't have done it without your pathetic, self-loathing, self-destructive desire to sacrifice yourself for your family.

As the YED cocks the Colt, John Winchester grabs the demon from behind. The body the demon possessed falls to the ground, the g*n still in hand, while John and the YED wrestle. The demon pushes him to the ground and enters the body once more. When he stands up, Dean sh**t him with the Colt. The demon then falls to the ground, dead.

Bobby and Ellen close the gate doors and turn to see John. The father puts his hand on Dean's shoulder, both are crying, while Sam stands on the side and gives his father a nod. With another look at Dean, John steps back and disappears.

CUT TO: Dean and Sam standing over the demon's smoking body, astonished.

Dean: Well, check that off the to-do list.

Sam: You did it.

Dean: I didn't do it alone.

Sam: Do you think Dad really...do you think he really climbed outta hell?

Dean: The door was open. If anyone's stubborn enough to do it...it would be him.

Sam: Where do you think he is now?

Dean: I don't know.

Sam: I kind of can't believe it, Dean. I mean...our whole lives, everything...has been prepping for this, and now I...

(Chuckles)

I kind of don't know what to say.

Dean: I do.

(He leans closer to the body)

That was for our mom...you son of a bitch.

CUT TO: Sam and Dean walking towards the Impala.

Sam: You know, when Jake saw me...it was like he saw a ghost.

(Scoffs)

I mean, hell, you heard him, Dean. He said he k*lled me.

Dean: I'm glad he was wrong.

Sam: I don't think he was, Dean. What happened...after I was stabbed?

Dean: I already told you.

Sam: Not everything.

Dean: Sam, we just k*lled the demon. Can we celebrate for a minute?

Sam: Did I die?

Dean: Oh, come on.

Sam: Did you sell your soul for me, like Dad did for you?

Dean: Oh, come on! No!

Sam: Tell me the truth.

(Dean sniffles)

Dean, tell me the truth.

Dean: Sam...

(Chuckles)

Sam: (Voice breaking)

How long do you get?

Dean: One year. I got one year.

Sam: You shouldn't have done that. How could you do that?

Dean: Don't get mad at me. Don't you do that. I had to. I had to look out for you. That's my job.

Sam: And what do you think my job is?

Dean: What?

Sam: You've saved my life over and over. I mean, you sacrifice everything for me. Don't you think I'd do the Same for you? You're my big brother. There's nothing I wouldn't do for you. And I don't care what it takes, I'm gonna get you out of this. Guess I gotta save your ass for a change.

Dean: Yeah.

Ellen: (Aproaching)

Well...Yellow Eyed Demon might be dead. But a lot more got through that gate.

Dean: How many, you think?

Sam: Hundred. Maybe two hundred. It's an army. He's unleashed an army.

Bobby: Hope to hell you boys are ready. 'Cause the w*r has just begun.

Dean: Well, then.

The scene cuts to Sam and Dean opening the Impala's trunk. Dean throws the Colt inside and closes it.

Dean: We got work to do.