03x04 - Sin City

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3.04 Sin City

Air Date: 25 Oct 2007

Teaser

INT. CHURCH. A nun is putting Bibles in the pews. Someone appears behind her.

Father GIL

(hands her another Bible)

One more.

That's all for tonight, sister. Come on. Let me walk you to your car.

Andy: Father?

Father GIL

(looks up to where Andy is standing on the balcony)

Andy?

Andy: Father, God's not with us. (b*at) Not anymore.

Father GIL

Andy, of course he is. Why would you say that? What's wrong?

Andy: He can't help us.

And if he can... He won't.

Andy produces a g*n, which he places under his chin.

Father GIL

Andy, wait!

Andy sh**t himself. The nun screams.

TITLE CARD: SUPERNATURAL

END Teaser

ACT ONE

INT. Bobby's place. Bobby is working on the Colt, while Dean melts metal into b*ll*ts.

Dean: Hey, what's up?

Sam: Might have found some omens in Ohio. Dry lightning, barometric-pressure drop.

Dean: Well, that's thrilling.

Sam: Plus,some guy blows his head off in a church and another goes postal in a hobby shop before the cops take him out.

Might be demonic omens.

Dean: Or just a su1c1de and a psycho scrapbooker.

Sam: But it's our best lead since Lincoln.

Dean: Where in Ohio?

Sam: Elizabethville. It's a half-dead factory town in the rust belt.

Dean: There's got to be a demon or two in South Beach.

Sam: Sorry, Hef. Maybe next time.

How's it going, Bobby?

Bobby: Slow.

Dean: I tell you,it's a little sad seeing the Colt like that.

Bobby: The only thing it's good for now is figuring out what makes it tick.

Sam: So what makes it tick?

Bobby looks up – not amused.

Dean: So, if we want to go check out these omens in Ohio…

(teasingly)

You think you can have that thing ready by this afternoon?

Bobby: Well, it won't k*ll demons by then, (b*at) but I can promise you it'll k*ll you.

Dean: (smiles) All right, come on, we're wasting the daylight.

Dean: See you, Bobby.

Sam and Dean start to leave.

Bobby: Hey. You boys run into anything -- anything -- you call me.

INT. CHURCH. Sam and Dean are in suits.

Father GIL

There's not much left for the insurance company. It was a su1c1de - I saw it myself.

Dean: Well,this shouldn't take long,then.

Father GIL

That's where Andy did it. it's the first time i'd seen him in weeks.

He used to come every Sunday.

Sam: When did he stop?

Father GIL

Probably about two months ago right around the time everything else started to change.

Sam: Change how?

Father GIL

Let's just say this used to be a town you could be proud of. People... cared about each other.

Andy sang in the choir, and then one day, he just wasn't Andy anymore. It was like he was...

Sam: Possessed?

Father GIL

You could say that. Gambled away his money, cheated on his wife, desTroyed his business. Yes, like a switch had flipped.

Sam: Father, did you know the man who k*lled those folks in the hobby shop?

Father GIL

sure, Tony Perkins.

Sam: Tony Perkins. Good man.

Sam: Would you say that his personality suddenly changed one day, too?

Father GIL

I never thought about it that way, but...yes. about the Same time as Andy -- about two months ago.

Dean: Well, thank you, Father. Appreciate your time.

(as they leave)

Sam: Two months ago, we open up the devil's gate, all of a sudden this town turns into Margaritaville? It's no coincidence.

INT. Hotel. Sam and Dean are entering their room, Dean Chuckling at the mirrors on the ceiling, when the door across the hall opens.

Dean: Richie. I don't believe it.

RICHIE

Hey, Dean...Winchester,right?

(a tall scantily dressed girl appears from Richie's room)

This is my sister, uh, Cheryl.

CHERYL

Hey,

Dean: Cheryl.

RICHIE

(hands CHERYL some money)

There.

(as CHERYL leaves)

Well, you know...stepsister.

Dean: Come on in. This is my brother, Sam.

RICHIE

Hey. How you doing?

Sam: Not too bad. How do you two know each other?

Dean: You were in school.

RICHIE

It was that succubus, in Granasi right?

Dean: Yeah,yeah.

RICHIE

Oh, man. You should have seen the rack on this broad. Freakin' tragedy when I had to gank her.

Dean: Whoa,whoa. Wait. Who k*lled her? If I remember, your ass was toast until i showed up.

RICHIE

Oh,i forgot what a comedian this guy was.

Dean: Richie, Richie, i told you then and I'll tell you again - you're not cut out for this job. You're gonna get yourself k*lled.

(RICHIE's phone rings)

RICHIE

(to caller)

Talk to me.

(to Dean)

FYI, Winchester --words hurt.

(to caller)

No, it's not a good time, baby. Later.

Dean: You find anything in this town, anyway?

RICHIE

Uh,no. I got nothing.

Oh,wait a minute. You mean as in demons and whatnot?

Dean: Yeah.

RICHIE

No,i got nothing.

Dean: Typical.What about your sister back there?

RICHIE

Honestly, she definitely had the devil in her, but she wasn't no demon, you know what I'm saying?

(off Dean's reaction)

Right. Seriously.

Church guy, hobby-shop guy --they were lunch meat by the time i got there. Maybe they were possessed, but i can't prove it.

Sam: Yeah, that's where we are, too. Let's just say the demons are possessing people in this town… you know, raising hell…

Dean: But why would a demon blow his brains out?

RICHIE

For fun? He wrecks one body, moves to another. Like taking a stolen car for a joyride.

Dean: Anybody else left in town that fits the profile -- nice guy turned douche -- that's still breathing?

RICHIE

There's trotter.

Sam: Who's that?

RICHIE

He used to be head of the Rotary Club. Then he turned bastard all of a sudden. brought in the gambling, the hookers. He practically owns this whole town.

Sam: Know where we could find him?

RICHIE

Oh, he'll be at his bar in a few hours.

EXT. DAY. Sam and Dean pull up in the Impala. The town in buzzing, it looks like Mardi Gras - people wandering around with cocktails, sexy girls, lots of action.

Dean: I thought you said this was some boarded-up factory town.

Sam: It is. At least, it's supposed to be.

Dean: Well, what are we waiting for? Let's do some research.

INT. TROTTER's BAR.

Dean

Oh, Richie. Look at you.

RICHIE

Hey.

Dean: Bringing satin back.

RICHIE

Oh,you like this? Try Thai silk -- Canal Street.

Y ou have to pay $300 for threads like these, easy. Cost to me -- fuggedaboutit.

Sam: How much is "fuggedaboutit"?

RICHIE

Ah, forget about it. That's Trotter over there. He sits there all night. Can't touch him.

Sam: So,what do we do now?

Dean: I don't know about you guys, but I'm gonna do a little investigating with that bartender.

RICHIE

Easy. Me and her, we got a little somethin'-somethin' lined up for later.

Dean

Yeah,right.

RICHIE

Stings, don't it? All right. i got to hit the head. release the hostages. Be back in a few.

Dean: No way he gets a girl like that. I mean, look at her. You could fit that ass on a nickel.

Father GIL

You think so?

Dean: Oh. Sorry,padre.

Father GIL

Knew you boys would find your way here. They all do.

Sam: No offense, but what are you doing here, Father?

Father GIL

Like it or not, you go where your flock is.

The bartender - CASEY – pours him a drink.

CASEY

Plus, the clergy drinks for free.

Father GIL

True, and a certain bartender owes me a confession.

CASY

Not in this lifetime, Father.

Father GIL

I better see your butt on Sunday.

(looks at Dean)

Nickel or no nickel.

CASEY

What can i get you boys?

Dean: What's your speciality?

CASEY

I make a mean hurricane.

Dean: I guess we'll see about that.

Sam (to Dean)

You drink hurricanes?

Dean: I do now.

Over near the pool table, a man –REGGIE--enters.

REGGIE

Hi, John.

John

Reggie. Everything okay with you?

REGGIE

I don't know. I'm just not feeling myself today.

Sam (spots that REGGIE has a g*n)

(to Dean)

Hey.

John

Hey, what are you doing?!

Dean tackles him to the ground, but not before he sh**t John. Sam splashes holy water on him. There is no reaction.

REGGIE

What are you doing? He slept with my wife. That bastard slept with my wife!

Sam: Somebody call 911!

Sam exchanges a look with TROTTER.

LATER. Police cuff REGGIE and lead him away.

Sam: Too many cops here. I say we roll.

Dean: Just be cool. Poor jerk. only thing possessing him was a sixer of Pabst.

Sam: So, what's the deal, then? People in this town getting possessed or not?

Dean: I don't know. Maybe it is just what it is -- town full of scumbags.

Sam: Yeah. Maybe.

Police Officer: You boys ready for your mug sh*ts?

Sam and Dean look nervous.

The photographer's gonna be here in a few and take your picture for the local paper.

Dean (relieved):

Be an honor, officer. What a thrill.

Sam: Yep, time to go.

Dean: Wait a second. Wait a second.

Sam: What?

Dean: Where's Richie?

EXT. NIGHT. CASEY and RICHIE arrive at a house.

RICHIE

So, how's a bartender afford a place like this?

CASEY

My parents left it to me. I don't come out here much --mostly when I want to be alone.

INT. CASEY leads RICHIE into a rather gothic-looking basement.

RICHIE

Wow. This is, uh, charming. You sure you wouldn't be more comfortable in a bedroom or my motel room? I mean, not for nothing, but, you know, I got oils.

CASEY

But I have toys.

RICHIE

Yeah, no. Toys Tr*mp oils.

(CASEY lights candles)

You don't get, uh, scared down here all by yourself?

CASEY

Of course not. Not when I've got a hunter to protect me.

She turns, her eyes blacken. She is a demon. She then kills RICHIE

END ACT ONE

ACT TWO

INT. TROTTER' BAR. Sam and Dean sit at a table. There is a large burger in front of Dean.

Sam (to BARMAN)

Thanks.

(returns to table with beers)

You do realize there's red meat within striking distance, right?

Dean: How many times i got to tell Richie, he's gonna get himself in trouble?

Sam: Dean, you're assuming he's missing. I mean, maybe he just bailed.

Dean: He's a moron. He's a sweet moron, but he's not a coward. He wouldn't just bail. I got to go find him.

Sam: All right. Meanwhile I think I'm gonna trail this Trotter guy.

Dean: Yeah?

Sam: I don't know. Something about the way he looked at me last night.

Maybe there is something going on here.

EXT. Bobby is sh**ting at a target with the restored COLT, making adjustments after he fires. Suddenly, Ruby appears in from of the target.

Ruby: Cute piece.

Bobby: Who are you?

Ruby: It won't stop a demon, if that's what you think.

Bobby: How the hell would you know?

Ruby: Oh, I don't know.

(She closes her eyes and when she opens them they are black, revealing she is a demon.)

Call it an educated guess.

Bobby: Well,ain't i lucky,then? Found a subject for a test fire.

Ruby: Luck has nothing to do with it. But, hey, by all means. Take your best sh*t.

Bobby hesitates.

Ruby: Are you gonna stand there like a pantywaist, or are you gonna sh**t…

Bobby sh**t her in the chest.

Ruby: Oww, that smarts a little.

Bobby: What do you want?

Ruby: Peace on earth, a new shirt. Now...do you want me to help you out with that g*n or not?

INT. Sam is in a corridor outside TROTTER's office. His phone rings, startling him.

Sam: Dean.

Dean: Sammy.

Sam: Yeah. Hey. I can't talk right now.

Dean: You okay?

Sam: Yeah,i'm fine. Just meet me at the bar in 20 minutes, okay?

Sam hangs up.

Dean: Sam!

INT. TROTTER's BAR.

Woman: I got to tell you -- every woman in this place -- they want to eat you up.

Dean: Anybody could have tackled that guy…and wrestled the g*n away... prevented mass m*rder.

Woman: Here's what I'm gonna do.

Normally,i charge $400 a night.

(whispers in Dean's ear)

Why don't we call it an even deuce and get the hell out of here?

Dean (incredulous)

What do I look like?

Woman: What do I look like? (as she walks away)Cheapskate.

CASEY

Did I just see you strike out with a prost*tute? How's that work?

Dean: I just told her I had a thing for the bartender. It was pretty easy.

CASEY

Who says the bartender's available?

Dean: That's a good question. you got something going with some guy about yea tall, wears a sweat suit?

CASEY

Who?

Dean: No. My mistake. What do you say you and me grab a drink after your shift?

CASEY

I say why wait...when we can go right now?

Dean and CASEY leave tigeth

INT. TROTTER's OFFICE. Sam is rifling through the desk. TROTTER and his bodyguard enter. Sam tackles the bodyguard but TROTTER holds a g*n to Sam.

TROTTER

What are you doing here?

Sam: I think maybe you know.

TROTTER

Yeah. Well, I think I'm calling the cops.

Sam: Cops?

TROTTER

Breaking and entering, as*ault -- you're in a peck of trouble, my friend.

Sam: Uh,well, I think I could probably explain it!

Sam wrestles the g*n from him and points it at both men.

All right, back up!

TROTTER

Get back. Money's in the safe! Take it and go.

Sam: I don't want your money. I just got to be sure.

Sam splashes both men with holy water. Nothing happens.

TROTTER

What kind of psycho are you?

Sam (embarrassed)

Oh,god. Uh, I'm sorry. I think this was just a minor misunderstanding.? Yeah, okay.How 'bout I just leave, cause...

(removes b*ll*ts from g*n)

Uou know,i'll take these.

(places g*n down)

I'll,uh,i'll leave this for,uh...

You,uh...have a nice day?

==ACT THREE==

INT. BASEMENT IN CASEY's PARENT's HOME.

Dean: Looks like the maid's day off.

CASEY seems surprised at something.

Everything okay?

CASEY (kisses Dean)

Make yourself comfortable.

Dean: Oh,i forgot to mention... Richie was a friend of mine. When I realized I could track the GPS in his cellphone, I swung by earlier. Gave him a proper burial. It's better than rotting in some skank's basement.

CASEY launches herself at Dean but something stops her. Dean kicks back the corner of the rug, which is covering a devil's trap he has drawn.

Whoops. Tsk,tsk,tsk. Isn't that a buzz k*ll?

Sorry, sister, but you're going back to where you came from.

CASEY

i don't think so.

Dean takes out a book and begins to read in Latin.

Dean: Spiritus in mundus un glorum suarum umitite palatum iram domine

CASEY concentrates, and suddenly all the pages from Dean's book fly around the room. Then the entrance to the basement caves in.

Dean: What are you laughing at, bitch? You're still trapped.

CASEY

So are you...bitch.

LATER. Dean lights candles and examines the rockfall.

CASEY

Lose something?

Dean: All you demons have such smart mouths.

CASEY

It's a gift.

Dean: Well, let's see if you're smiling when i send your ass back to hell.

CASEY

Without your little exorcism book? Hey,go ahead.

Dean: Spiritus in mundus… Spritus…

CASEY

Having a little trouble there,sport?

Dean: Spiritus in mundus un glorum suarum umitite palatum...

CASEY

Nice try, but I think you just ordered a pizza. I guess you should have paid more attention in Latin class.

Dean: Hey, I don't know what you're smiling about. You're not going anywhere.

CASEY

And, apparently, neither are you.

Dean: Yeah, but I got somebody coming for me, and,uh... he did pay attention in class.

CASEY

Oh,right -- Sam. Everyone says he's the brains of the outfit.

Dean: Everyone?

CASEY

Sure. You Winchester boys are famous. Not Lohan famous,but,you know...

Dean: Well, that's flattering. I'll be sure to let Sam know when he gets here.

CASEY

If he shows up first. What, you thought I was flying solo?

You shouldn't underestimate, Dean. (b*at)It might be the death of you.

You can give me hard eyes all you want, but the fact remains, we just have to wait and see who shows up first --

(waits)

The cavalry or the Indians.

INT. TROTTER's bar. The prost*tute who tried to pick-up Dean earlier sits at the bar.

Woman: You look kind of tense. you know, I know a surefire way to relax.

Sam: Maybe later. Excuse me.

BARMAN

What can I get for you?

Sam: Um, you remember the guy I was with last night? We sat right here.

BARMEN

the big hero who jumped on Reggie.

Sam: Yeah, yeah. The -- the big hero. Right. Um, have you seen him around at all today?

BARMEN

Maybe. Depends.

Sam: D-depends on what?

BARMEN raises an eyebrow. Sam catches on.

Sam: Oh,my --does everyone around here have their hand out? (hands BARMAN some money)

BARMAN

He left with Casey about an hour ago.

Sam: Any idea where they went?

BARMAN

Her place...for bible study.

Sam: You got an address?

BARMAN

What's wrong with you? You think I'm gonna give you a co-worker's address just so you can go over there and get your freaky peeping-tom rocks off?

Sam hands over more money.

Corner of Piermont and Clinton. Have fun.

INT. BASEMENT IN CASEY's PARENT's HOME.

CASEY

Why don't you relax?

Dean: Why don't you kiss my ass?

CASEY

Why,Dean,you're a poet. I had no idea. Look, we won't have any effect on the outcome of this. We might as well be civil.

Dean: Civil,huh? k*lling richie --that was civil? The guy was harmless.

CASEY

That Kn*fe he pulled on me didn't look so harmless.

Dean: A Kn*fe wouldn't hurt you.

CASEY

No, but it would damage this body and Casey has such a fine body,I wouldn't want to see it ripped.

Dean: A demon with a heart. Wow.

Well,you know, there's a bunch of dead people in town that might disagree with you.

CASEY

Hey, I didn't pull any triggers.

Dean: Yeah? You did something.

CASEY

You want to know what I did -- what I really did? I had lunch.

Dean: Lunch?

CASEY

Me and Trotter. He had a cheeseburger,i had a salad, and I just pointed out the money that could be made with a few businesses that cater to harmless vice. So trotter built it, and, man, did they come. Supposedly god-fearing folk, waist-deep in booze, sex, gambling. I barely lifted a finger.

Dean: That's it?

CASEY

You don't get it. All you got to do is nudge humans in the right direction. Some whiskey here, a hooker there, and they'll walk right into hell with big,fat smiles on their faces. Your kind is corrupt, Dean. Weak.

Our will's stronger. That's why we'll win.

Dean: And that's how it ends?

CASEY

No. That's how it begins.

INT. CASEY's home.

Dean?

Sam checks out the place. Finds a yellow powder.

Sulfur.

INT. BASEMENT IN CASEY's PARENT's HOME.

Dean: So, demons take over. I thought the meek shall inherit the earth.

CASEY

Oh, according to your bible. It's only a book, Dean.

Dean: Not everyone would agree.

CASEY

Because it's God's book? Do you believe in god, Dean? I'd be surprised if you did.

Dean: I don't know. I'd like to.

CASEY

Well, I don't see how you and your god, have done such a bang-up job. w*r,genocide --it's only getting worse. This past century, you people racked up a body count that amazed even us.

It's our turn now, and we're gonna do it right this time.

Dean hears a noise. Looks up towards grate.

CASEY

Don't be hopeful, Dean. You're not delivered. It's only the wind.

INT. TROTTER's BAR.

Sam: Bobby, It's Sam. We got a big problem. I found some sulfur, and now I can't find Dean. Call me as soon as you get this.

(to BARMAN)

Hey,excuse me. They weren't there.

BARMAN

I guess you got to catch your jollies another night. Here. Why don't you have a drink and relax?

Sam: I don't want to relax. What is it with the people in this town?

BARMAN

Suit yourself - princess.

Sam sees Father GIL in the bar and approaches him.

Sam: Father.

Father GIL

Yes?

Sam: Um...can I talk to you for a sec?

INT. THE BASEMENT.

Dean: You're piling it pretty high there, sweetheart. I'm not sure i'm buying.

CASEY

Why would I lie?

Dean: Demons lie.

CASEY

Some do.Some are true believers.

Dean: Believers in what?

CASEY

You think humans have an exclusive on a higher power?

Dean: You have a god?

CASEY

Sure. His name's Lucifer.

Dean: You mean the devil?

CASEY

Your word, not ours. Lucifer actually means "light bringer." Look it up.

Once he was the most beautiful of all god's angels, But god demanded that he bow down before man, and when he refused, god banished him.

Tell me, Dean. How do you like bowing before lesser creatures?

Dean: Lucifer's really real?

CASEY

Well, no one's actually seen him, but they say that he made us into what we are, and they say that he'll return.

Dean: Oh,yeah? And, uh, you believe that?

CASEY

I've got faith.

So, you see? Is my kind really all that different than yours?

Dean: Well, except that, uh, demons are evil.

CASEY

…and humans are such a lovable bunch.

d*ck Cheney.

Dean: He one of yours?

CASEY

Not yet. Let's just say he's got a parking spot reserved for him downstairs.

Dean: Hey, speaking of downstairs... what's it like down there?

CASEY

What, hell?

Dean: Yeah.

CASEY

That's right. You booked a one-way ticket with that deal.

You're not gonna like it, Dean. And, um, judging from the trouble you've caused, I don't think you'll be getting the presidential suite.

No, it's a pit of despair. Why do you think we want to come here?

INT. TROTTER's bar.

Sam: So, the -- the bartender the other night,casey, you know her pretty well?

Father GIL

Since she was in pigtails.

Sam: Well, um, she and my brother, they, uh...they...left tonight. Together.

Father GIL

Well, not that i approve, but they are consenting adults.

Sam: Right.

Father GIL

I'm sorry. You said "brother." I thought you were insurance investigators.

Sam: Right, ,right. Well,we are. Um, it's like a family business, you know? Anyways, um,so,I went to Casey's apartment, and they weren't there. I just have this feeling that they -- that they might be in trouble.

Father GIL

What kind of trouble?

Sam: Just trouble. Please, Father, I need your help. Is there anything you could tell me about Casey -- anyplace she'd go, maybe?

Father GIL

Yes, there is a place. Let me get my jacket.

Sam: No, wait, Father. I can do this by myself.

Father GIL

Son, if Casey's really in trouble, then there's nothing to talk about.

He stands and puts on his coat. We see what Sam doesn't – he is a demon.

Shall we go?

ACT THREE

INT. BASEMENT.

CASEY

Kind of funny, don't you think? You and me sitting here like a couple of regular folk.

Dean: It's hilarious -- you know, in that apocalyptic sort of way.

CASEY

You're all right, Dean. The others don't describe you that way. But, you know, you're -- you're likable.

Dean: A demon likes me.

Sorry,i don't know how to respond to that.

CASEY

You could say thanks. That deal you made to save Sam -- a lot of others would mock you for it, think it was weak or stupid. I don't.

Dean: It's been kind of liberating, actually. Y'know, what's the point in worrying about a future when you don't have one?

CASEY

Still, a year left. You're not scared?

Dean: Nah.

Not even a little?

Dean: Of course not.

INT. CAR.

Father GIL

So, insurance investigating. You enjoy the work?

Sam: Yeah. I...like being able to help people.

Father GIL

Ever think about doing anything else?

Sam: Like what?

Father GIL

Mmm, anything. You seem like a pretty smart kid. Somehow I see you out in front of the pack. You could do some great things.

Sam: I don't know. I like doing what I'm doing, I guess.

Father GIL

Well, it's your life. Does,um... Dean?

Sam: Yeah, Dean.

Father GIL

Does he find trouble often?

Sam: Yeah yeah, Dean finds his fair share.

Father GIL

Well, it's a good thing he has you -- his brother's keeper.

INT. BASEMENT.

CASEY is stretching languorously on the floor.

CASEY

Why, Dean, if I didn't know better, I'd say that was lust in your eyes.

Well, it would be one way to spend the time but I don't think you'd respect me in the morning.

Dean: That's okay.

I mean, hey, I barely respect you now.

Dean: Hey, can i ask you a question?

CASEY

I'm an open book.

Dean: So, the gate opened. The demon army was let out. What now, huh? I'm not seeing a big, honking plan here.

CASEY

Honestly, there was a plan. Azazel was a tyrant, but he held us all together.

Dean: Azazel?

CASEY

You think his brothers just called him "yellow eyes"? He had a name. After you did him in, it all fell apart.

Dean: Sorry about that.

So, what? No chain of command?

CASEY

There was. It was Sam. Sam was supposed to be the grand pooh-bah and lead the big army, but he hasn't exactly stepped up to the plate, has he?

Dean: Thank god for that.

CASEY

Again with god. You think this is a good thing? Now you've got chaos, a w*r without a front, hundreds of demons all jockeying for power, all fighting for the crown. Most of them gunning for your brother.

For the record, I was ready to follow Sam.

EXT. CASEY's PARENT's HOME.

Sam: Dean?!

INT. BASEMENT.

CASEY

Looks like you win.

EXT. CASEY's PARENT's HOME.

Sam: Dean!

(to Father GIL) Check that way

Dean: Sam!

Sam: Dean?

Dean: Sammy, down here! The basement caved in!

Sam: Dean. Hey, hold on, okay? We're coming.

Dean: Who's we?

Sam: I'm here with the Father.

Dean: Sammy, be careful.

Sam turns to see Father GIL reveal himself as a demon. A sh*t is fired. It's Bobby, but Father GIL uses his powers to fling him aside. He then throws Sam into the windscreen of the Impala. He leaves and Sam rushes to where Bobby lies.

Sam: Bobby, you all right?

Bobby: Yeah.

Sam: How did you know where we...

Bobby: Go.

Ruby: You heard the man. Go.

INT. BASEMENT, Father GIL smashes in through the cave-in and flings Dean aside with his power.

CASEY

Stop!

She points to the devil's trap. Father GIL uses his power to cr*ck the floor and break it. They embrace and kiss.

Dean: You two?

Father GIL

For centuries. We've been to hell and back, literally.

CASEY

Leave him be.

Father GIL grabs Dean by the throat and lifts him up.

Don't k*ll him. Let's just go.

Please.

Sam appears and sh**t Father GIL with the Colt, k*lling him. He points it at CASEY.

Dean: Sam, wait!

But Sam sh**t her, and the bodies of CASEY and Father GIL, no longer possessed, lie dead on the devil's trap.

ACT FOUR

EXT. MAIN STREET ELIZABETHVILLE. Not much appears changed since the demons were k*lled.

Dean: Well, what do you think, Bobby?

What we did here, you think it made a difference?

Bobby: Two less demons to worry about. That's not nothing

Dean: But Trotter's still alive.

Bobby: Humans ain't our job.

Dean: Yeah, but you think anything's really gonna change? Maybe these people do just want to really desTroy themselves. Maybe it is a losing battle.

Bobby: Is that you or the demon girl talking?

Dean: Oh, it's me. Demon is dead, and so is that hot girl it was possessing.

Bobby: Well, had to be done. Sam was saving your life.

Dean: Yeah, but you didn't see it, Bobby. It was cold.

Bobby.

Bobby: Yeah?

Dean: Back in Wyoming, uh,there was this moment. Yellow eyes said something to me.

Bobby: What did he say?

Dean: That maybe when Sam came back from wherever, that... maybe he came back different.

Bobby: Different how?

Dean: I don't know. Whatever it was, it didn't sound good. You think... think something's wrong with my brother?

Bobby: No.Demons lie. I'm sure Sam's okay.

Dean: Yeah. Yeah, me too.

INT. Hotel ROOM. Sam IS PACKING.

Ruby: Leaving so soon? We haven't even had a chance to celebrate.

Sam: Yeah, well, you can celebrate without me.

Ruby: You're not gonna get all pouty on me now, are you? Come on! You k*lled two demons today.

Sam: Yeah, well, maybe you don't care, but i k*lled two humans, too.

Ruby: Sam, you know what happens when demons piggyback humans. They leave them road hard and put-up wet. Chances are those two would have d*ed a slow, sticky death. You probably did them a favor.

Sam: Did them a favor? You're a cold bitch, you know that?

Ruby: Yeah, and this cold bitch has saved your ass a couple of times now. Some respect might be nice. Especially if you want me to help you out with Dean and his little problem.

Sam: You know what? You keep dangling that, but last I checked, Dean's still going to hell.

Ruby: Everything in its own time, Sam. There's a quid pro quo here. We're in a w*r.

Sam: Right But for some reason, you're fighting on our team. Now, tell me, why is that again?

Ruby: Go screw yourself. That's why. I don't have to justify my actions to you, Sam.

If you don't want my help, fine, then give me the g*n and I'll pass it on to someone who will use it.

Sam (points the COLT at Ruby)

Maybe I'll just use it on you.

Ruby: Go ahead, if that makes you happy. It's not gonna do much for Dean, though.

So, what's it gonna be?

(Sam lowers the Colt).

That's my boy. This won't be easy, Sam. You're gonna have to do things that go against that gentle nature of yours. There'll be collateral damage...but, it has to be done.

Sam: Well, I don't have to like it.

Ruby: No. You wouldn't be Sam if you did. On the bright side, I'll be there with you.

That little fallen angel on your shoulder.