08x15 - Man's Best Friend

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'St. Louis, Missouri

Back Alley of a Hotel - Night

The streets are damp and the air is foggy.

[ Indistinct conversation ]

A MAN and a WOMAN out of the back door and into an alley of a cheap motel. The alley is dark but lit by a pink neon hotel sign.

[ Door closes ]

[ Siren wailing in distance ]

It appears someone is watching them from a car nearby.

MAN

You were great, and I want to give you a little something. The man gives the woman money and touches her arm as he starts to walk away from her smiling at her.

MAN:

Here you go. Thanks.

WOMAN

Thank you.

MAN

Yeah.

The camera moves into the nearby car and we see the back of a man's head. We see he is watching the WOMAN who is now standing alone.

The WOMAN sticks the money in her purse and zips it up.

The Woman starts to walk away. She walks away from the car where the mysterious man is sitting.

The mysterious man in the car gets out of the car.

The woman turns her head.

She sees no one but keeps walking forward while looking behind her.

The alley appears empty which seems to confuse her so she stops and turns almost all the way around to get a better look. When she decides no one is there she looks forward and begins walking again.

[ Banging in distance ]

[ WOMAN Gasps ]

This time she turns all the way around and the camera zooms fast on her face but she still sees nothing.

As she turns we see someone standing in her path. She becomes very startled to see a MAN standing there.

[ WOMAN Gasps ]

The MAN flashes his police badge.

[WOMAN Sighs ]

WOMAN

Guess it's not my night.

MAN

Guess not.

The POLICEMAN pulls out a pair of handcuffs and the WOMAN turns around to be cuffed. Neither of them look surprised or seem to find the situation unordinary. They both have blank expressions on their faces as they both seem to have done this before.

The POLICEMAN steps up behind her and places the cuffs on her wrists. The POLICEMAN turns her around and the WOMAN looks at him unimpressed. The POLICEMAN suddenly grabs the woman, and begins to choke her.

[ WOMAN Screams ]

The POLICEMAN is suddenly in his bed waking up from what seems like a nightmare. He appears to still behaving the nightmare as he sees himself to continue to k*ll the WOMAN and we see camera sh*ts of her being k*lled.

The POLICEMAN looks very upset and scared after waking up and the camera pans from him on his bed to a Doberman pincher laying nearby on his right. The DOG jumps up as she notices her master waking up from this nightmare.

The dog climbs on the right side of bed with the POLICEMAN and he reaches his right hand out to caress her. The POLICEMAN calms down but the dog begins to whine as the POLICEMAN lays back down.

The DOG lays her head across her master's lap and sniffs his hand.

[ DOG Sniffs ]

POLICEMANS KITCHEN-NEXT DAY

The POLICEMAN walks into his kitchen wearing a blue robe. He walks by a fireplace where you see a letter of commendation on the mantle.

The POLICEMAN grabs a coffee cup off the counter and he walks over to the coffeepot and opens the top lid where the filter basket is and he removes the filter basket.

[ Filter basket clatters ]

The POLICEMAN closes the coffeepot lid and walks over to the trashcan. As he leans over to open the round trash can we see the dirty filter filled with used coffee grounds.

The camera is looking up at the POLICEMAN from inside the trash can as he opens it and the POLICEMAN looks down inside the trashcan.

The music in the background is high pitched but low but begins to intensify.

He appears confused by what he sees in the trashcan so he sets the coffee filter basket on the counter and reaches his hand in the trash can and pulls out a bloodstained shirt.

The music intensifies even more to show the suspense of the situation.

The music becomes louder and more high-pitched as the screen flashes.

SUPERNATURAL (Title Card)

Act One

Sleepy Lodge Motel - Night

[ engine rumbles ]

We hear the engine of the Impala as we see the sign for the Sleepy Lodge Motel.

The camera pans down and we see the Impala drive through a damp parking lot and pull into a parking space.

[ Engine shuts off ]

DEAN and SAM exit the car at the same time. As DEAN gets out of the driver's side he looks over his shoulder and continues a conversation with SAM.

DEAN

Wow.You know, of all the lame-ass things you've ever said, that's got to be the lame-assiest.

They continue their argument as they gather their things from the car.

SAM

I'm sorry, but I happen to think Shemp was a funnier stooge than Curly.

DEAN

Curly was a freaking genius!

They begin to walk into the hotel room still arguing.

SAM

I always found Curly's work a bit obvious.

DEAN

It's supposed to be obvious, man. They're stooges!

SAM and DEAN walk into the dark hotel room with SAM walking in first and SAM turns on the light.

[ Light switch clicks ]

SAM

So, we calling James tonight?

DEAN

No. I'll just call him tomorrow. That drive was a bitch.

DEAN says the last line as he closes the hotel room door behind him.

SAM and Dean each walk to a different bed and set their bags on it.

SAM

I wonder what he wanted.

DEAN

Well, his text said that he needed help. He's a cop. I figured it was work-related.

SAM

Yeah, well, we do owe him.

DEAN

The guy saved our lives once,Sammy. I mean, it's not like the guy –

SAM

Saved our lives?

DEAN looks down and appears to have something else to say but says nothing.

SAM closes the zipper on one of his bags

[ Zipper closes ]

DEAN

I'm gonna go for a beer run. You need anything?

SAM

No, I'm good.

DEAN

You sure?

SAM

Yeah.

DEAN

'Cause you did just gank a Hellhound, which is no slice of pie, and, uh, there is a mine field of who knows what crap ahead. Just want to make sure that you are okay.

SAM

I'm good.

DEAN

'Cause, you know, we could find another devil dog. You could tag out. I could snuff the son of a bitch.

SAM starts to become visible annoyed with what DEAN is saying.

SAM

Dean, Kevin doesn't even know what the next trial is yet.So whatever it is you're worried about, stop. I'll be ready.

DEAN nods his head once in acknowledgement and walks out the hotel room door.

[ Door opens, closes ]

SAM sets his saving kit on the sink of the hotel room and begins to unpack it when he hears a scraping sound at the door.

[ Scraping ]

SAM becomes curious and walks over to the door and opens it.

[ Door hinges creak ]

On the other side of the door is the same Doberman that was in the POLICEMANS bedroom.

[ DOG Whining ]

SAM looks around for an owner and then back at the DOG inquisitively when suddenly the DOG runs into the room and jumps on DEANS bed.

SAM

Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

[ DOG Whines ]

SAM

Uh...No. Um...

SAM shuts the door and starts to walk into the room.

[ Door closes ]

SAM

Hey. You friendly? Friendly. Good. All right. You're a pretty dog.

[ DOG Whines ]

The DOG rolls over and wants her belly scratched and SAM obliges.

SAM

Oh, really? You want, uh -- you want a little belly scratch, huh? So, who do you belong to?Uh...

[ DOG Whines ]

SAM

Right. No tags. Uh, what are you doing here?

[ Engine rumbles, turns off ]

SAM becomes alert to the fact that DEAN just pulled in and music starts playing fast in the background.

SAM

Oh, no.

[ DOG Whines ]

SAM quickly steps outside the hotel room to greet DEAN.

SAM

Hey!

Once outside SAM shuts the hotel room door behind him placing himself between DEAN and the door.

[ Door closes ]

DEAN

Hey.

SAM

Okay, okay, okay. Before you get pissed off, look, I-I just want you to know this isn't my fault. She just showed up at the door, okay? Didn't track in any mud. Just wanted her belly scratched. I-I figured maybe she could stay tonight, and we'd try and find her a home tomorrow.

SAM opens the door with a worried half smile on his face to show DEAN what he is talking about and DEAN looks into the room past SAM. DEAN sees a very attractive, nicely dressed, woman sitting on his bed with her back against the headboard. She is wearing the same collar the DOG had on and the DOG is no longer in the room.

DEAN

She can stay the night.

SAM looks into the room and sees the woman. SAM then looks back at DEAN very confused.

SAM

Two seconds ago, she was a dog.

SAM unsheathes a Kn*fe from behind his back and quickly walks back into the room and towards the WOMAN.

SAM

All right, who the hell are you?

WOMAN/DOG

Not a shapeshifter, so you can stash the blade.

DEAN walks in the room and sets the items he just bought onto the hotel room table.

SAM stands at the end of the bed ready to strike.

WOMAN/DOG

I'm a familiar.

DEAN

A what?

SAM

Companion to a witch --some witches. Split their time between human and animal form.

WOMAN/DO

I get a more accurate read on people in my other persona. Approaching guys in a motel room like this --well, it gets complicated.

SAM

Hmm.

WOMAN/DOG

My name's Portia. I belong to James Frampton.

DEAN

No. No, no. See, that --that doesn't work for us, 'cause that would mean that our buddy James is a witch.

PORTIA

[ Sarcastically ]

Wow. You're quick.

DEAN

James is a freaking witch?

PORTIA

He wasn't when you met him, but that last case you worked on with him --

SAM

Uh, lunatic alchemist. It was nasty.

PORTIA stands up and starts to walk closer to DEAN and SAM who are standing about a foot apart.

PORTIA

James wanted to learn more about that world -- the black arts, witchcraft. It became the center of his life.

DEAN

Wait, so you're telling me that James the cop became a witch because of us? Unh-unh. [ DEAN Laughs ]

PORTIA

You don't like dogs, do you?

[ DEAN Scoffs softly ]

SAM

Wait. So James isn't a cop anymore?

PORTIA

Sure he is. Homicide detective. His new powers make his work even better.

SAM

Then what does he need from us?

PORTIA

Well, something's been happening to him. It started with excruciating headaches, screaming sounds in his ears, horrible nightmares. Unable to sleep or think. He can't work. It -- it's like he's having a breakdown. Maybe you can find a way to help him.

DEAN looks at SAM.

[ DEAN Scoffs ]

DEAN

Well, here's the thing. Uh, witches -- not real fans.

PORTIA steps closer to DEAN and is right in front of him when she speaks clearly and roughly.

PORTIA

Really? Well, James is a cop with a spotless record. He's used his skills for nothing but good. So why don't you lose the ignorant bigotry for maybe two seconds and give him a sh*t?

DEAN to SAM

That was incredibly hot.

[ PORTIA Scoffs ]

PORTIA looks to SAM

SAM

It was pretty hot.

PORTIA shakes her head at both of them.

Outside Nightclub - Night

[ jazz music plays ]

[ Indistinct conversations ]

You see a man move a chess piece with his mind and his female opponent do the same.

A waitress places a drink on the table where JAMES FRAMPTON is sitting and removes the empty glass next to it. A man walks up that is looking at JAMES.

MAN

You might want to go easy

on that.

The MAN sits in the only other chair at JAMES' table.

MAN

God, you look awful. Not getting any better?

JAMES

Worse. I don't know what's happening to me. These dreams [sniffs] they're like, um -- like t*rture.

MAN

You didn't mention dreams.

JAMES

Dark, bloody. Spencer, they, uh -- they scare the hell out of me. They're so real. Just night after night.

SPENCER

Enough, James. It's time to see someone.

JAMES

Who? Who do we see? There's no medicine for this.

SPENCER

Maybe you just need time away.

JAMES

It's way beyond that.

SPENCER

James, it's too much -- all that you've taken on. Not just the workload, but the nature of the work. Look around. See a lot of cops, do you? Life in this realm is life on the fringe. We don't fit.

[ SPENCER Sighs ]

How do you reconcile what you are with what you do?

JAMES

I don't know where Portia is.

SPENCER

What?

JAMES

She's gone. I think I'm pushing her away.

Sleepy Lodge Motel - Night

DEAN

So, these dreams James is having -- he thinks that they're real? He thinks that he is actually k*lling people?

PORTIA

I think so. At least that's what I picked up before he started blocking me.

SAM

What does that mean, blocking you?

PORTIA

Familiars and their masters -- we can communicate telepathically. I can get inside of James' head anytime I want. But he shut me out.

SAM

So, what, you think maybe there's something in there he doesn't want you to see?

PORTIA

Possibly, yeah -- something dark, you know, that's destroying him. He can't go to the police, and he doesn't trust other witches.

DEAN

But he trusts us? You do know who we are, right? We're the last people that somebody like James needs to be telling his troubles to.

PORTIA

This was my idea. I was the one who sent you the text under James' name. He doesn't know you're here. But...I think you're maybe all he has.

[ SAM Sighs ]

City Park - Night

[ Leaves rustling ]

A blind man is walking through the park on the sidewalk using his white cane. A man is standing off to the side in the grass . The blindman hears the person rustling around

BLINDMAN

Someone there?

JAMES is suddenly right next to the BLINDMAN and he grabs the BLINDMAN with one hand

[ BLINDMAN Gasps ]

JAMES is seen choking the man so hard that he tears through his skin and the BLINDMANS' blood splatters allover JAMES' face.

JAMES wakes up in his bed again terrified and shaking.

[ Breathing heavily ]

James' House – Day

James and Portia are having an argument in a room off camera.

JAMES

You had no right to do this.

PORTIA

I was afraid for your life!

The camera pans around the living room and you see DEAN sitting in a chair and SAM sitting on a couch and listening to the argument between JAMES and PORTIA.

JAMES

My life is none of their business!

PORTIA (as a dog) walks out of the room they are arguing in and looks at the brothers. SAM cocks his head and DEAN smiles and waves casually.

[PORTIA Barks ]

PORTIA walks off camera

JAMES walks out of the room looking disheveled and stops a couple feet from where SAM and DEAN are sitting. SAM and DEAN stand up.

JAMES

Sam, Dean.

DEAN

Witchcraft, James? Really? What the hell are you thinking?

JAMES

You come to help or pile on?

DEAN

I'm just saying, you screw with that stuff, you're gonna fry your wiring.

SAM

All right. Look, why don't you tell us about these dreams? She said people were dying in them.

James

"Dying"? They were torn to bits. I, uh, I could feel my fingers ripping into their flesh.

DEAN

But they were dreams?

JAMES

Well, I, uh, woke up in my bed.

SAM

Okay, so...Dreams?

JAMES

I'm not so sure.

DEAN

Not helping, James.

JAMES

Those people -- they d*ed. I checked with the precinct.

SAM

All right, well, maybe you heard it, and it stuck in your head.

JAMES

You're -- you don't think I-I told myself all that? You don't think I didn't say, "that wasn't me. I couldn't have done such a thing"?

JAMES steps back and reaches to a bag sitting to his left and unzips a pouch and pulls out the blood stained shirt he found in his trashcan after having the dream about k*lling the prost*tute. SAM looks surprised and DEAN has an "I told you so" look as JAMES presents it to the brothers.

SAM

Is it yours?

JAMES shows the initials embroidered on the pocket that are JMF.

JAMES

James Martin Frampton.

JAMES tosses the shirt on the coffee table and sits down in a seat across from the seat DEAN was sitting in and places his hand on his forehead.

JAMES

What's happening to me?

DEAN and SAM sit back down.

DEAN

Well, how about this? Um, you pissed off another witch, and he or she hexed you and forced you to...

JAMES

It's possible, I suppose, but I never heard of it.

SAM

How many of these dreams have you had?

JAMES

Four. The most recent one is last night. Uh, it was a blind man. I, uh... I was choking him, and, uh...

DEAN

All right, James, we're gonna -- we're gonna help you figure this out, but you're gonna have to do your part.

JAMES

Which is?

DEAN tosses a bag onto the table and it makes a loud clanging sound. DEAN unzips the bag and pulls out thick chains and hold them up while looking at JAMES.

DEAN

You're gonna have to stay put.

DEAN lets the chains drop back into the bag.

[ Chains clank ]

DEAN

House arrest, my friend.

Sleepy Lodge Motel – Day

SAM is sitting on his bed doing research on his computer about the case. On his screen you see an article about the k*lled prost*tute. The title of the article reads "GRISLY REMAINS FOUND"

DEAN walks in the hotel room holding a plain, small paper bag.

DEAN

Got the last of it.

SAM

All right. Well, I have been looking at the crime-scene reports, and they are exactly the same as James told us -- vics, dates, location. The most recent one was a blind man, just like he said.

DEAN

That's not good.

DEAN looks down at the table where you see a bunch of ingredients in jars set up and ready to be used.

DEAN begins to take out the ingredients from the bag he brought in which appear to be chicken feet and some black stuff in a bag.

SAM

Also, I looked into his record on the force. He went from rookie detective to lieutenant basically overnight, and in the last four years, his solve rate's been right at about 100%.

DEAN

Of course. He's got the booga-booga on his side.

DEAN looks down at the ingredients on the table.

DEAN

Man, you know that we've never actually seen this witch-k*lling spell of Bobby's work, right? I mean, this is not a sure thing.

[ SAM Chuckles ]

SAM

Is anything we ever do a sure thing?

DEAN

Well, no, but I would just like to have the odds in our favor as much as possible.

SAM

Right?

DEAN

Well, I'm concerned.

SAM

Concerned about the, uh -- the witch-k*lling spell... ...or that I'm gonna mess these trials up?

DEAN

Look, we get too far down the road with this, we can't go back,

[ SAM chuckles softly ]

And it'll be too late for me to jump in.

SAM

Who says that you're gonna have to? You know, maybe I'll actually pull this one off.

DEAN

I'm just saying.

SAM

I know what you're saying, Dean. You've said it. You know, I've been going over this and over this, asking myself "why doesn't he trust me?" And it occurred to me, finally. It's not that you don't trust me.It's that you can only trust you.

DEAN

Are you done?

SAM

Yeah,

I'm done if you're done.

DEAN walks back over to the table and picks up an empty bottle.

DEAN

You know, once I get this put together, we can't hesitate. If we got to use it, we use it.

SAM

You mean if we find the witch that's doing this to James?

DEAN

Or if there is no other witch.

SAM

Or… it wouldn't be the first free pass we've given, Dean.

DEAN

Look, I like James as much as the next guy, but people are getting ganked here. Besides, Benny, Kate -- they were forced to be what they are. James chose this.

East St. Louis Police Department - Day

[ Siren wails ]

Sam is walking through the police station with a man in a white coat.

SAM

Vics were all torn up pretty bad.

MAN IN WHITE COAT

Like someone shredded them with their bare hands.[ MAN IN WHITE COAT Laughs ] Like that could happen. Ed? Ed Stoltz. He's lead on the case. Special Agent Keith.

SAM

Josh here tells me you don't have a lot to go on.

ED

Yeah. Isolated parts of the city, vics who meant nothing to nobody, so...

SAM

Right. Well, uh, my partner and I had a look at the crime scenes.

ED

Things really must be slow at the Bureau. [ ED Laughs ] Locations have already been knocked down.

SAM

Well, we did manage to find this piece of fabric. Things get overlooked. It happens. Why don't you run the blood? It could be the vic. It could be the doers. Let's see if we get a match.

Sam hands the fabric to ED and ED hands the piece of fabric, which was taken from the shirt that JAMES showed DEAN and SAM, to Josh, the man in the white coat.

ED

A witness did mention seeing a man in a suit and a white shirt leaving the area, so --

SAM

You didn't mention a witness in your report. Anything else?

ED

No. We'll get back to you on the lab work. So if that's all –

SAM

Sure, but this witness --

ED

That's all that was said, Agent Keith. We really don't have a lot here, okay? We'll be in touch.

ED walks away from SAM.

SAM does his usual half smile that means he isn't happy and walks off irritated.

Witch Nightclub - Day

[ Jazz music plays ]

DEAN and PORTIA walk down a long flight of steps to the club.

DEAN

Am I getting the stink eye in here or what?

PORTIA

They can tell you're an outsider.

DEAN

Are they all witches?

PORTIA

And stuff. But if there's information out here about James, they'll know.

DEAN

How did James find you, anyway?

PORTIA

Not the way it works. The familiar finds the master, and they become inseparable.

DEAN

Guess a lot of people feel that way about their pets.

PORTIA turns sharply to look at DEAN.

DEAN

What?

[ PORTIA Scoffs ]

PORTIA

I'm not James' pet.

DEAN

Well, not all the time.

PORTIA steps toward DEAN and pushes him in the chest.

PORTIA

Not ever. The master and the familiar -- there's an unbreakable bond, like a melding of souls. We would die for each other.

MAN

Portia.[ Snaps fingers ] Over here.

PORTIA and DEAN walk over to the man who is sitting in a chair.

PORTIA

Dean, meet Phillippe LeChat. Dean's a wiccan from Detroit.

PHILLIPPE

Really? Well...Sit, sit.

PHILLIPPE points to the couch across from him and DEAN and PORTIA sit at the same time next to each other.

PORTIA

Spencer here?

PHILLIPPE

Somewhere.

[ DEAN sneezes, clears throat ]

PHILLIPPE smiles.

[ DEAN Sniffles ]

DEAN

That's weird. That only happens around cats.

PHILLIPPE

Tell me about James. Lot of buzz out there.

PORTIA

All gossip. The community has a little attitude going.

[ PHILLIPPE Chuckles ]

PHILLIPPE

He brings it on himself. The whole cop thing -- witch cop -- is he nuts?

DEAN

I said the exact same thing.

PHILLIPPE

Then there's you, babe. It isn't done, Portia, and you know it.

DEAN

I'm sorry. Uh, remind me, what -- what isn't done?

SPENCER walks up.

SPENCER

Portia.

SPENCER looks at Dean so DEAN feels the need to explain himself.

DEAN

Uh, I'm a -- I'm a wiccan. I'm from Detroit.

PORTIA

Spencer's the man to ask.

DEAN

Oh, okay. Uh... You ever heard of a-a spell where a witch can control the actions of another witch?

[DEAN Sneezes ]

SPENCER

No, I never heard of a thing like that. I don't think it's possible.

SPENCER looks at PORTIA with concern.

SPENCER

How's James?

PORTIA

Better. I'll tell him you asked.

SPENCER

Philippe, it's time we were going.

PHILLIPPE

Of course.

PHILLIPPE looks at PORTIA.

Good night.

PHILLIPPE then looks at DEAN mockingly as his eyes change to cat eyes and his face becomes catlike .

PHILLIPPE

So nice to meet you.

DEAN nods as PHILLIPPE turns completely into a black cat. Surprising DEAN.

[ PHILLIPPE Purrs ]

[ PHILLIPPE Meows ]

PHILLIPPE climbs up on a table that is next to the couch he was sitting on and his master SPENCER holds out his hand while PHILLIPPE nuzzles it.

[ Meowing ]

[ Purring ]

SPENCER walks off camera with PHILLIPPE.

DEAN

I knew it.

[ Deans' Cellphone rings ]

DEAN

[ Sniffles ]

Excuse me. (to PORTIA)

DEAN (speaking into cellphone)

Yeah.

SAM (speaking into cellphone at the hotel room)

Where are you?

DEAN

Some witch bar. Why?

SAM

Listen, I just got the lab work back from the blood on James' shirt.

DEAN

And?

SAM

Not good. Blood's an exact match to victim number three.

DEAN

Well, that pretty much says it all, doesn't it?

SAM

Yeah.

James' bedroom- Night

PORTIA attaches shackles to JAMES' right ankle[ Shackles click ] PORTIA then moves up and begins shackling JAMES ‘right wrist. As the camera pans up you see his left side is already shackled.

PORTIA

I hate doing this to you.

JAMES

It's okay. Really.

PORTIA

We don't have to. You know, they won't find out.

JAMES

Portia... If I believe I'm innocent, I have to do the right thing. And if I'm not innocent, I have to do the right thing.

PORTIA lays on the bed next to JAMES and puts her head on his shoulder.

PORTIA

[ Sighs ]

Tell me one day this will be over.

PORTIA lifts her head up and smiles as she looks into JAMES' eyes.

PORTIA

I love you.

PORTIA and JAMES begin kissing and PORTIA moves over JAMES and straddles him while they continue to kiss. The scene continues to show them kissing and PORTIA caressing JAMES. Suddenly PORTIA has a vision and in the vision [ JAMES Grunts ] PORTIA sees everything JAMES has been seeing in his dreams and she looks terrified when she sees the different people being m*rder*d.

[ prost*tute Screaming ]

JAMES' House - Same Night

DEAN and SAM quietly break in the front door and walk into JAMES house. DEAN walks in first. The brothers walk down the hallway that leads to the bedroom as DEAN pulls out the concoction from BOBBYS witch k*lling recipe that they put together at the hotel. It looks like a clear flask filled with blood and has a piece of cloth stuffed in the top of it for a cork. They slowly open JAMES' bedroom door and DEAN walks inside first. JAMES is laying on the bed with his eyes closed but his eyes open as SAM and DEAN move closer to the bed. JAMES does not become upset even though he seems to know what is about to happen. DEAN clicks his zippo and sets the flame. He brings the flame closer to the cloth sticking out of the bottle as Portia steps out of the bathroom located in the bedroom.

PORTIA

No! No, Dean! You have to listen to me, please. It's not James!

DEAN

Wow. [ Chuckles ] I, uh -- I didn't expect that.

PORTIA

We have an unusual relationship. Familiars aren't supposed to be sexually involved with their witches.

DEAN

Understandable, you know, considering that you're a... ...well, and that he's... That's –

[ DEAN chuckles ] DEAN looks to SAM.

DEAN

Little help here?

SAM shakes his head no.

DEAN

No?

PORTIA

James and I -- we hadn't made love in weeks. His agony ate him up, and he shut me out. But tonight, I saw his thoughts -- memories of the murders.

DEAN

I'm sorry, is this you trying to talk us out of ganking James or --

PORTIA

Dean, that's all I saw -- just the kills. No preparation, no thought process, no anticipation, no motive. Just the kills without context.

SAM

No other awareness of the crimes?

PORTIA

No. Doesn't that at least suggest he's under another's control?

DEAN

Spencer said that wasn't possible.

PORTIA

He said he'd never heard of it. James is chained. He's confined. At least take a sh*t.

[ PORTIA Sighs ]

East St. Louis Police Station- Day

Sam walks through the police station and stops at a hallway and looks to his right.

[ Door opens ]

A door opens and JOSH and ED walk out. Josh is holding a thick file in his left hand. SAM walks down the hallway to the two men.

SAM

Gentlemen.

ED

Still investigating this crappy little case? I'm awed the Bureau has so much time on its hands.

SAM

Right. Well, we have some, uh, individual discretion to pursue cases.

As SAM is talking he looks down at the file and sees the name FRAMPTON, JAMES next to a case number typed on it.

JOSH

I'll catch up later, Ed.

ED

Yeah, but at some point, cases like this go cold, as I'm sure you're aware. Just not enough to keep them floating -- that's all.

SAM

Sure. No new leads, then?

ED

No. And it's drifting towards the back burner, really. We just don't have the manpower.

SAM

Then it must have been tough to lose a valuable resource like Lieutenant Frampton. See, he and I -- we, uh -- we caught a case together a while back.

ED

Well, he's not lost to me. He's -- he's on leave.

SAM

I remember he said he was the youngest guy here to ever make lieutenant. [ Chuckles ] Must have made a few waves.

ED

Nah. This place is run like a dogsled -- no stars. Just grunts. One mutt goes lame, another one pops up and slogs through the slush. Agent.

ED walks off leaving SAM looking like he is wanting to ask more questions. Once ED rounds the corner SAM turns and tries to open the door JOSH and ED walked out of.

[ Door handle rattles ]

The door is locked.

[ Engine rumbling ]

DEAN and PORTIA, in the Impala, drive through a large garage that seems abandoned. DEAN parks the car

[ Engine shuts off ]

and they both get out [ Car doors close ] and proceed to walk around to the back of the car.

DEAN

So this, uh, warlock we're meeting -- he's -- he's a snitch?

DEAN and PORTIA walk to an open garage door as they talk.

PORTIA

Cops have snitches all over town. James uses Drexyl when he suspects someone in the community.

DEAN

I got to ask. I-I can't help but wonder --

PORTIA

Which came first, dog or girl?

DEAN

Yeah. Yeah, I mean, I'm just curious as to which one you consider yourself, mostly.

PORTIA

This have anything to do with what I told you about James and me last night? How you're imagining it?

DEAN

What? No, that's.. .[ DEAN Chuckles ]Yes.

[ Vehicle approaches ]

Am orange gremlin with one brown stripe down each side drives through the open garage door and stops just feet from where DEAN and PORTIA are standing.

[ Engine shuts off ]

The driver opens the car door gets out and shuts the car door. He calmly walks over.

PORTIA

Drexyl, this is Dean.

DREXYL

Wiccan, Detroit. I heard. So, here's the deal -- absolutely no word on the street about any witchhexing another one.

DEAN

You sure there's not any kind of spell?

DREXYL

Look, Detroit, I pride myself on reliable sourcing. There is, however, a lot of chatter about our James.

PORTIA

What kind of chatter?

DREXYL

That he's gone ripper.

DEAN

As in Jack the --

DREXYL

Someone's circulating the rumor that he's set at full k*ll.

PORTIA

"Someone"? One of us?

DREXYL

If the cops get wind of it, arrest James, find out what he really is, that exposes the rest of us. You know that can't happen.

DEAN

Meaning?

DREXYL

They're gonna give James two choices – leave or the full hara-kiri.

DEAN

su1c1de?

DREXYL

Witches appreciate a grand gesture.

PORTIA

I won't let him do that.

DREXYL

Well, the community might do it for him.

DREXYL walks back to his car.

[ Car door opens, closes ]

JAMES' House - Day

[ Door opens, closes ]

Sam walks into the living room where DEAN is sitting on the couch.

SAM

Hey.

DEAN

Hey.

So, I have been going over Bobby's data.

SAM

Anything?

DEAN

Uh, Portia might not be wrong. Turns out there is a spell for, uh -- for implanting images into another person's brain.

SAM

Really?

DEAN

Yeah. Uh, "Creating false memories into another witch's mind."

SAM

Wow. [ SAM Chuckles ] So James could be convinced he k*lled those other people without ever touching them. So, then, maybe it is somebody else.

DEAN

Yeah, who's going to a hell of a lot of trouble to make it look like James. What'd the cops say?

SAM

Here's the thing.um, according to Ed Stoltz, they got zip, but they got something. I saw the, uh, tech guy who's working the case, and he had a huge file folder marked "James Frampton""

DEAN

Ed didn't mention that.

SAM

No, he did not. All right. [ Clears throat ] Oh, by the way, got to hand it to you. It's been 15 hours since Portia mentioned her night with James, and not one bestiality joke outta yah.

[ DEAN Chuckles ]

JAMES

Portia tells me my friends in the community want me b*rned at the stake.

DEAN

I'm not gonna lie. It's, uh -- it's getting ugly.

SAM

Yeah, the cops may have more on the case than they're saying, including a thick dossier on you.

JAMES

Me?

SAM

Yeah. I get the feeling whatever they have is under lock and key at the precinct, uh, room C-110.

JAMES

Then we need to break in.

DEAN

Sure, yeah. A locked room in a joint crawling with cops 24/7 -- why didn't I think of that?

JAMES

Dean, a witch can go to a place without having to go to a place.

DEAN

What, like phone sex?

JAMES

Astral projection. I can project my awareness anywhere...

DEAN

Ohh.

JAMES

...from the comfort of right here. But these have got to go.

DEAN

Not gonna happen.

JAMES

Irons on, no magic. No magic, no break-in.

[ DEAN Sighs ]

SAM

Okay. But only if we can go with you.

DEAN and SAM sit on either side of JAMES on the end of JAMES' bed. PORTIA is standing in front of them.

PORTIA

James, are you sure you're still even able to do this?

DEAN

Oh, well, that's a confidence builder. Anything else I should know before I become some disembodied thing, completely at his mercy?

JAMES

Just close your eyes.

JAMES places one hand one DEANS shoulder and the other hand on SAMS shoulder.

JAMES

Whatever I see, I'll pass on to you, too. Libera me occulta cognoscere veritatem.

After JAMES speaks the words in Latin the camera starts zooming though the police precinct.

[ Indistinct distorted voices ]

The images are fast and blurry as JAMES directs the vision to the room SAM said he saw ED and JOSH come out of. Once inside the room they see that a huge case is being brought against JAMES and that ED is leading it. There are pictures and case files on the walls and they see ED looking at a witness statement signed by PHILLPE LeCHAT whom is SPENCERS familiar. The vision ends suddenly

[ JAMES, DEAN and SAM Breathing heavily ]

JAMES jumps up and away from the brothers.

DEAN

James, why don't you give us a little warning you're gonna snap us back like that?

JAMES

Stoltz -- he's building a case against me.

PORTIA

What?!

JAMES

Ed -- he's always wanted a breakthrough case. Nailing a renegade cop -- that would qualify.

SAM

Yeah, especially one he holds a grudge against.

JAMES

My first case -- they dropped him as lead detective. They went with me.

SAM

So what is this, you think -- a payback?

PORTIA

He can't just arrest you. He needs evidence. He needs proof.

JAMES

He's got it! He's got everything.

PORTIA

From who?

DEAN

Phil. The cat.

PORTIA

Philippe.

JAMES

[ Breathing heavily ]

SAM starts to stand up from the bed.

SAM

Hey, hey, hey. Take it easy.

DEAN

James, hey.

SAM

Talk this out, buddy.

[ JAMES Grunts ]

JAMES throws a hand up and DEAN flies through the air and over the bed and into the night table on the left side of the bed.

[ JAMES Grunts ]

JAMES throws his hand up again and SAM flies through the air and hit a lamp and night stand on the right side of the bed.

[ JAMES Grunts ]

PORTIA

James, don't! We'll do this together.

JAMES

No, we won't. It's not safe for you. Our time together is over.

PORTIA

Standing by you is my duty, my choice!

JAMES

Portia, the ceiling is coming down on me. You still have a life.

PORTIA

Please.

JAMES

Portia, go.

PORTIA

James --

JAMES

Go!

JAMES pushes PORTIA and she starts to cry as she shakes her head and walks out of the room.

Witch Nightclub – Day

PHILLIPPE and another man are standing at the bar talking casually.

PHILLIPPE

So, you don't think it's too late for me to wear braces?

MAN

Won't even notice them. We'll put in transparent.

JAMES comes up behind PHILLPPE and picks him up and flips him onto his back on the bar.

[ PHILLIPE Groaning ]

PHILLIPE looks very scared and confused.

PHILLIPPE

James, what are you doing?

JAMES

Why are you telling lies about me?

PHILLIPPE

I'm not. I wouldn't.

JAMES

I saw the evidence room. I saw the police sketch based on an eyewitness account.

[ Chair scrapes ]

JAMES hears a chair scrape behind him which causes him to look over his shoulder he sees the man PHILLIPPE was talking to when he grabbed PHILLIPPE.

JAMES to MAN

Get lost.

The MAN puts his hands up and walks away calmly.

PHILLIPE to JAMES

Please, don't.

JAMES turns his head back to continue talking to PHILLIPPE.

JAMES

Tell me why.

PHILLIPPE

I had no choice.

JAMES

What does that mean?

PHILLIPPE

My master made me.

JAMES

Liar. You're a coward and a liar. Spencer's my friend.

PHILLIPPE

A direct command. Please, don't hurt my face.

JAMES

I'm not interested –

JAMES starts to back away as PHILLIPS neck breaks completely to one side. JAMES starts to look as if he questions whether or not he did it by looking at his own hand.

SPENCER

He was always spineless.

JAMES looks up and to his left to where he heard SPENCERS voice come from and sees SPENCER standing a few feet away.

SPENCER

Now literally.

The music becomes intense as the scene breaks.

JAMES

It was you. You were behind all this?

SPENCER

I humbly accept credit.

JAMES

You made me think I was a k*ller. Ed Stoltz put you up to it. He found out you were a witch, tried to blackmail you.

[ SPENCER Chuckles ]

SPENCER

You're not using your thinking cap, Jimmy. It was actually crucial that he didn't believe in the occult. I'd say he's built quite a solid case, don't you?

JAMES

I don't understand.

SPENCER

Of course you don't. Neither of you ever considered my feelings.

JAMES

Portia? This is about her?

SPENCER

Can you imagine the insult when she chose you? I wanted her as my soul mate the moment I saw her.

JAMES

She was meant to be my familiar.

SPENCER

Oh, she's way more than familiar, isn't she? When she picked you as master,

I endured it. But when you two went all Bella and Edward, broke the code, put your passions before the community rules, well, the arrogance, the entitlement was too much. Your total ruination seemed appropriate.

[ Footsteps ]

Both SPENCER and JAMES hear footsteps approaching.

SPENCER

The wiccan from Detroit.

DEAN

So James didn't k*ll those --

SPENCER throws his arm up at DEAN and SAM and they both fly into the wall several feet behind them and then crash down onto tables below them.

[ both grunt ]

SPENCER smiles and then turns to look back at JAMES as JAMES throws an energy beam at him

[ JAMES Grunts ] pushing SPENCER back but not affecting him much more than that.

SAM is on the ground trying to recover while keeping his arms around his head.

[ SAM Groans ]

SPENCER

Seriously, you want to take me on?

[ Energy crackles ]

SPENCER sends his own energy beam straight into JAMES and then lifts him off the ground using his power.

[ JAMES Groaning ]

SAM and DEAN use the distraction to stand up and DEAN gets the bottle out of his coat that they the originally prepared for JAMES while SAM gets out a lighter.

SAM

Hurry.

[ Crackling ]

While still holding JAMES in the air SPENCER turns and puts a hand up and sends a beam into DEAN and SAM causing them to freeze in place.

SPENCER

It's not only James' head I can get inside.

The camera zooms in on SAMS face and you see the blue energy in his eyes that SPENCER sent into his body. Then you see SAM is having a memory flashback of when he grabbed Michael/Adam as he fell into hell. Then the camera zooms in on dean and you see the blue energy in his eyes as he remembers his Mom and she is calling out to him and then she bursts into flames. Then the scene switches back to SAM burning in hell. The scene switches again to DEAN being chained in hell and calling out to SAM. Then SPENCER refocuses his attention back to JAMES who seems to be in terrible pain floating in the air. SPENCER is smiling. PORTIA is then seen running in in her dog form and she pounces on SPENCER. When SPENCER hits the ground his hold releases on everyone. SAM and DEAN then continue to get the flask with the witch k*lling potion inside of it as SAM recites the phrase needed to go along with the potion.

SAM

Ego voco impetu delere...

...vos caelum et infernum.

After SAM completes the phrase he lights the cloth that is in the bottle that DEAN is holding. DEAN then tosses the bottle at SPENCER and hits him directly in the stomach with it. A swirl of smoke engulfs SPENCER as he turns into blood and ash and poofs.

PORTIA, now in her human form, is lying on the ground but she starts to sit up as JAMES who was also on the ground gets up and comes over to her and cups her face in his right hand.

The camera switches back to SAM and DEAN.

DEAN

Well, kids, don't try this at home.

Sleepy Lodge Motel - Night

DEAN, SAM, PORTIA and JAMES are standing outside the brothers hotel room next to their cars.

DEAN

You sure you don't want to stay and fight this?

SAM

Look, we can help you.

JAMES

Eh, Spencer was right. Ed Stoltz has built enough of a case against me to make life hell for a long time, and the community here wants no part of us.

PORTIA

We start over. We're used to it. It's the way it's always been, for all of us.

I'll miss you. (to SAM)

PORTIA looks at DEAN and smiles slyly

PORTIA (to DEAN)

Maybe even you.

DEAN

I like dogs.

PORTIA

No. You really don't.

PORTIA gets in JAMES' car in the passenger seat as he closes the door. JAMES starts to walk to the other said and once he passes PORTIAS' window she is a dog again.

[ PORTIA Whining ]

JAMES gets into the driver's side of his car.

[ Car door opens, closes ]

[ Engine turns over ]

JAMES and PORTIA drive off.

Impala: Driving Down Wet Dark Road- Night

DEAN

Well, it's possible I was wrong.

SAM

What, about James? Dude, we were both ready to gank the guy.

DEAN

No, that's not what I meant. Back there, when Spencer had us. He screwed with my head. I saw mom... When she d*ed... And then some other crap.

SAM

Yeah. Me, too.

DEAN

You know, when I look back at what our family's been through, what everybody's been through, seeing all that pain... I realize that the only way we've made it through it all is by hanging together. I trust you, Sammy. With this deal, locking those sons of b*tches up in the furnace once and for all, it's too important not to. So if you say you're good... ...then that's it. I'm with you 100%.

[ SAM Coughs ]

SAM

I'm good.

[ Coughing ]

SAM has blood on the corner of his mouth that he coughed up. He wipes it off and says nothing.

[ Sniffles ]

[ Clears throat ]

SAM looks around worried.

Scene goes to black. Credits roll.

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