02x01 - In My Time of Dying

2.01 In My Time of Dying

Air Date: 28 Sep 2006

Teaser

SPLASH PAGE: THEN

(recap)

SPLASH PAGE: NOW

EXT. CRASH SITE - NIGHT

"Bad Moon Rising" is still playing on the radio as we zoom in on the wrecked Impala.

The demon-possessing-a-truck-driver steps out of his truck and walks over. Shot of John and Dean, both unconscious, then to Sam, who swallows, barely awake. The demon pulls the driver's side door off its hinges to reveal Sam pointing the COLT at him.

Sam: Back. Or I'll kill you, I swear to god.

Demon: You won't. You're saving that bullet for someone else.

Sam: (cocking the gun)

You wanna bet?

It smiles; the black demon-ichor pours out of the man, who collapses. Sam uncocks the gun, drops his head back in relief.

Man: Oh my god!

Sam: Dad?

Man: Did I do this?

Sam: Dad! Dean? Dean!

BRIGHT FLASH-CUT TO: EXT. CRASH SITE - DAY

A rescue helicopter descends to the site, and all three are being loaded onto stretchers. John and Dean are still unconscious, Sam is awake.

PARAMEDIC Man

Significant passenger side intrusion. Unresponsive. BP is 180 over 60, heartrate 95, 95.

Sam: Tell me if they're okay!

PARAMEDIC Woman

You have to stay still!

Sam: Are they even alive?

INT. HOSPITAL - DAY

In a room, Dean sits up, works his jaw, gets out of bed. He is wearing a white t-shirt, blue hospital pants, and nothing else. He goes into the hallway.

Dean: Sam? Dad? Anybody?

Dean goes down the stairs to the front of the hospital and finds a nurse's station.

Dean: Excuse me. Hi. I, uh, i think I was in a car accident, my dad and my brother, I just need to find them.

(the nurse is unresponsive)

Hello?

(snapping his fingers)

He goes back upstairs, panicked, and finds: INT. Dean's ROOM - DAY

Spirit!Dean) sees his own body on the bed, intubated and dying. Close on his shocked face.

SPLASH PAGE: SUPERNATURAL

END Teaser

ACT ONE

INT. Dean's ROOM - DAY

Still reeling from the shock of seeing his unconscious body, Dean turns, relieved, as Sam enters. Sam stops at the door and stares at his brother's body, breathing heavily.

Dean: Sammy! You look good. Considering.

Sam: Oh, no.

Dean: Man, tell me you can hear me.

SUBTITLE: "In My Time of Dying"

Dean: How's dad? Is he okay? Come on, you're the psychic. Give me some ghost whispering or something!

Doctor: (entering)

Your father's awake. You can go see him if you like.

Dean: Thank god.

Sam: Doc, what about my brother?

Doctor: Well, he sustained serious injury: blood loss, contusions to his liver and kidney. But it's the head trauma I'm worried about. There's early signs of cerebral edema.

Sam: Well, what can we do?

Doctor: Well, we won't know his full condition until he wakes up. If he wakes up.

Sam: If?

Doctor: I have to be honest —

Dean: (overlap)

Oh, screw you, Doc, I'm waking up.

Doctor: (overlap)

Most people with this degree of injury wouldn't have survived this long. He's fighting very hard. But you need to have realistic expectations.

Dean: Come on, Sam. Go find some hoodoo priest to lay some mojo on me. Sam?

INT. John's ROOM - DAY

John is lying in a hospital bed, his arm in a sling. Awkwardly one-handed, he pulls something out of his wallet.

John: Here. Give them my insurance.

Sam takes the card John gives him, smiling as he reads it.

Sam: Elroy McGillicutty?

John: And his two loving sons. So, what else did the Doctor say about Dean?

Sam: Nothing. Look. The Doctors won't do anything, then we'll have to, that's all. I don't know, I'll find some hoodoo priest and lay some mojo on him.

John: We'll look for someone.

Sam: Yeah.

John: But Sam, I don't know if we're gonna find anyone.

Sam: Why not? I found that faith healer before.

John: Right, that was, that was one in a million.

Sam: So what? Do we just sit here with our thumbs up our ass?

John: No, I said we'd look. All right? I'll check under every stone.

(beat)

Where's the Colt?

Sam: Your son is dying, and you're worried about the Colt?

John: We're hunting this demon, and maybe it's hunting us too. That gun may be our only card.

Sam: It's in the trunk. They dragged the car to a yard off of I-83.

John: All right. You've gotta clean out that trunk before some junk man sees what's inside.

Sam: I already called Bobby. He's like an hour out, he's gonna tow the Impala back to his place.

John: All right. You, you go meet up with Bobby. you get that Colt, and you bring it back to me. And you watch out for hospital security.

Sam: I think I've got it covered.

He gets up to leave; John stops him, picking up a sheet of paper.

John

Hey. Here. I made a list of things I need, have Bobby pick them up for me.

Sam: (reading)

Acacia? Oil of Abramelin? What's this stuff for?

John: Protection.

Sam: Hey, Dad? You know, the demon, he said he had plans for me, and children like me. Do you have any idea what he meant by that?

John: No, I don't.

Sam leaves, shutting the door to reveal Dean, who has been leaning behind it.

Dean: Well, you sure know something.

EXT. JUNKYARD - DAY

Sam looks down at the mangled car. Bobby is there as well.

Sam: Oh man, Dean is gonna be pissed.

Bobby: Look, Sam. This... this just ain't worth a tow. I say we empty the trunk, sell the rest for scrap.

Sam: No. Dean would kill me if we did that. When he gets better he's gonna want to fix this.

Bobby: There's nothing to fix. The frame's a pretzel, and the engine's ruined. There's barely any parts worth salvaging.

Sam: Listen to me, Bobby. If there's only one working part, that's enough. We're not just going to give up on...

Bobby: (quietly)

Okay. You got it.

Sam: Here, uh, Dad asked for you to get this stuff for him.

Sam hands over the list. Bobby looks at it, frowning.

Bobby: What's John want with this?

Sam: Protection from the demon?

(Bobby gives him a look)

What?

Bobby: Nothing, it's just, um,

Sam: Bobby? What's going on?

INT. Dean's ROOM - DAY

John is sitting by Dean's bed; !Dean StanDS NEARBY.

Dean: Come on, Dad. You've gotta help me. I've gotta get better, I've gotta get back in there. I mean, you haven't called a soul for help. You haven't even tried. Aren't you going to do anything? Aren't you even going to say anything?

(he starts walking around the bed)

I've done everything you've ever asked me. Everything. I have given everything I've ever had. And you're just going to sit there and you're going to watch me die? I mean, what the hell kind of father are you?

He pauses, hearing something.

Dean: What is that?

Dean goes into the hallway and a spirit whooshes past him. He jumps back.

Dean: (to John)

I take it you didn't see that.

Dean stalks the spirit down the hallways. He sees it go into a back hallway where a woman is lying on the floor, choking.

Woman: Help! Help!

Dean: Hey! I need some help in here!

Woman: I can't... breathe!

She pants loudly, trying desperately to breathe, then goes silent. !Dean, leaning over her, looks on helplessly.

END ACT ONE

ACT TWO

INT. John's ROOM - DAY

Sam stalks into the room with a duffel bag; !Dean meets him at the door and starts trying to talk to him.

Dean: Sammy! Tell me you can friggin' hear me, man, there's something in the hospital. Now, you've got to bring me back and we've got to hunt this thing.

John: You're quiet.

Sam turns, fuming, and hurls the bag onto the bed with a crash.

Sam: Did you think I wouldn't find out?

John: What are you talking about?

Sam: That stuff from Bobby, you don't use it to ward off a demon, you use it to summon one. You're planning on bringing the demon here, aren't you? Having some stupid macho showdown?!

John: I have a plan, Sam: Sam: That's exactly my point! Dean is dying, and you have a plan! You know what, you care more about killing this demon than you do saving your own son!

Dean: (overlap)

No, no, no, guys, don't do this!

John: (overlap)

Do not tell me how I feel! I am doing this for Dean.

Sam: How? How is revenge going to help him? You're not thinking about anybody but yourself, it's the Same selfish obsession!

Dean: (overlap)

Come on guys, don't do this!

John: (overlap)

You know, it's funny, I thought it was your obsession too! This demon killed your mother, killed your girlfriend. You begged me to be part of this hunt. Now if you'd killed that damn thing when you had the chance, none of this would have happened.

Sam: It was possessing you, Dad, I would have killed you too.

John: Yeah, and your brother would be awake right now.

Dean: Shut up, both of you!

Sam: Go to hell.

John: I should have never taken you along in the first place. I knew it was a mistake, I knew I was wrong —

Dean: (overlap)

I said SHUT UP!

Dean smacks a glass of water off the table and it goes flying, crashing to the floor. Beat. Sam and John look at each other, confused, !Dean looks stunned.

Dean: Dude, I full-on Swayze'd that mother.

Dean crumples in pain, flickering. Nurses and Doctors start running by in the hallway.

Dean: What is it?

John: Something's going on out there.

He jerks his head indicating "Go find out" to Sam.

INT. Dean's ROOM - DAY

Monitors are beeping, a Doctor and some nurses are surrounding Dean, resuscitating him.

Doctor: All clear.

Sam: (huddling in the doorway, tears in his eyes)

No.

Nurse: Still no pulse.

Doctor: Okay, let's go again, 360.

Nurse: Charging.

(continues)

Shot on Sam's face in the doorway, crying and fidgeting; !Dean comes slowly behind him. He sees a ghostly figure floating over the body lying in the bed.

Dean: You get the hell away from me.

He runs to the bed and faces the thing down, yelling.

Dean: I said get back!

Sam blinks, looks confused, as if he's heard something.

Dean grabs for the spirit; he latches on momentarily before it hurls him back and then soars out of the room. The monitors slow, quiet.

Nurse: We have a pulse. We're back into sinus rhythm.

Dean runs into the hallway, looking for the spirit; it's vanished. Sam sighs in relief and backs into the hallway, watching from there. Dean comes back, stands by him.

Dean: Don't worry, Sammy. I'm not going anywhere. I'm getting that thing before it gets me. It's some kind of spirit, but I could grab it. And if I can grab it, I can kill it.

Sam looks over to where !Dean was, confused. Dean wanders the halls, then hears a girl yelling.

Girl: Can't you see me? Why won't you look at me?

Dean: Now what?

Girl: Somebody talk to me! Say something, please!

Dean: Can you see me?

Girl: Yeah.

Dean: All right, just, uh, calm down. What's your name?

Girl: Tessa.

Dean: Okay, good, Tessa, I'm Dean.

Tessa: What's happening to me? Am - am I dead?

Dean: That sort of depends.

EXT. Tessa's ROOM

Dean and Tessa stand outside a room, watching what is apparently Tessa's body, hooked up to tubes and machines. A woman sits by the bed, holding her hand.

Tessa: I don't understand. I just came in for an appendectomy.

Dean: Well, I hate to bear bad news, but I think there were some complications.

Tessa: It's just a dream, that's all. It's just a very weird, unbelievably vivid dream.

Dean: Tessa. It's not a dream.

Tessa: Then what else could it be?

Dean: You ever heard of an out of body experience?

Tessa: What are you, some new agey guy?

Dean: You see me messing with crystals or listening to Yanni? It's actually a very old idea. Got a lot of different names: Bilocation, crisis apparition, fetches... I think it's happening to us. And if it is, it means that we're spirits of people close to death.

Tessa: So we're going to die?

Dean: No. Not if we hold on. Our bodies can get better, we can snap right back in there and wake up.

INT. John's ROOM - DAY

John: What do you mean, you felt something?

Sam: I mean it felt like, like Dean. Like he was there, just out of eyeshot or something. I don't know if it's my psychic thing or what, it... But do you think it's even possible? I mean, do you think his spirit could be around?

John: Anything's possible.

Sam: Well, there's one way to find out.

John: Where are you going?

Sam: I gotta pick something up, I'll be back.

John: Wait, Sam. I promise I won't hunt this demon. Not until we know Dean's okay.

Sam nods, leaves.

EXT. HALLWAY - DAY

Dean and Tessa are walking down the hallway.

Dean: I gotta say, I'm impressed.

Tessa: With what?

Dean: With you. Most people in your spot would be jello right now, but uh, you're taking this pretty well. Maybe a little better than me.

Tessa: Don't get me wrong. I was pretty freaked at first. But now, I don't know. Maybe I'm dealing.

Dean: So you're okay with dying?

Tessa: No, of course not. I just think, whatever's gonna happen's gonna happen. It's out of my control, it's fate.

Dean: Huh. Well, that's crap. You always have a choice. You can either roll over and die or you can keep fighting, no matter what —

PA ANNOUNCEMENT

Room 237, code blue. Dr. Kripke to room 237, code blue.

Tessa: Where are you going?

Dean: Just wait here.

Dean runs down the hallway to another room in crisis. The Same spirit is hovering over a little girl, who is being resuscitated. It reaches a hand into her face.

Dean: Get away from her!

He lunges at the spirit, which vanishes. The nurses stop resuscitation.

MALE Doctor

All right, let's call it.

Female Doctor

Time of death, five eleven p.m.

Nurse: At least she's not suffering anymore.

Close on !Dean looking stunned.

END ACT TWO


ACT THREE

INT. Dean's ROOM - NIGHT

Close shot on Dean's face; Sam enters the room quietly, clutching a brown paper bag in his arms.

Sam: Hey. I think maybe you're around. And if you are, don't make fun of me for this, but um, well, there's one way we can talk.

He pulls out a box labeled "Mystical Talking Board". !Dean is now behind him., arms folded.

Dean: Oh, you've gotta be kidding me.

Sam circles around the bed and sits cross legged on the floor. He opens the box and pulls out the board.

Sam: Dean? Dean, are you here?

Dean: God, I feel like I'm at a slumber party.

(he sits opposite Sam in front of the board)

All right, Sam. This isn't going to work.

Sam has his hands poised on the pointer. !Dean places his fingers on it and slowly, concentrating. slides it to "YES" on the board. Sam gasps.

Dean: I'll be damned.

Sam: (laughing in relief)

It's good to hear from you, man. It hasn't been the Same without you, Dean.

Dean: Damn straight.

Dean places his fingers on the pointer again and starts sliding it. The camera circles around behind Sam to his POV - he is alone at the board, the pointer sliding under his fingers.

Sam: Dean, what? H? U? Hunt? Hunting? What, are you hunting?

The pointer slides back to "YES"

Sam: It's in the hospital, what you're hunting? Do, do you know what it is?

Dean: One question at a time, dude.

Sam: What is it?

The pointer slides again during the following, to R, E, A, P.

Dean: I don't think it's killing people. I think it's taking them. You know, when their time's just up.

Sam: A reaper. Dean. Is it after you?

(The pointer slides to YES.)

If it's here naturally, there's no way to stop it.

Dean: Yeah, you can't kill death.

Sam: Man, you're, um,

Dean: I'm screwed, Sam.

Sam: No. No, no, no, um, there's gotta be a way.

(he stands, pacing)

There's gotta be a way. Dad'll know what to do.

(he leaves)

INT. John's ROOM - NIGHT

Sam enters and sees that the bed is empty.

Sam: (whispered)

Dad.

INT. BOILER ROOM - NIGHT

John pushes the door open and enters, carrying the duffel bag. He walks through a dark and dripping hallway to a clear space, places the bag down. He pulls out a box of white chalk and starts drawing a large symbol on the floor.

INT. Dean's ROOM - NIGHT

Sam returns carrying the JOURNAL. He sits on the edge of Dean's bed.

Sam: Hey. So Dad wasn't in his room.

Dean: Where is he?

Sam: But I got Dad's journal, so who knows? Maybe there's something here.

Sam flips open the journal and leafs through it, glancing up at Dean's unconscious form occasionally.  !Dean comes to stand behind him.

Dean: Thanks for not giving up on me, Sammy.

Sam turns to a page that says "Reapers", !Dean leans over and reads something. His eyes go wide.

Dean: Son of a bitch.

He leaves, stalking down the hallway until he sees: INT. EMPTY ROOM - NIGHT

Tessa is sitting on the edge of the bed. She's dressed differently.

Tessa/Reaper: Hi, Dean.

Dean: You know, you read the most interesting things. For example, did you know that reapers can alter human perception? I sure didn't. Basically they can make themselves appear however they want. Like, say, a, a pretty girl. You're much prettier than the last reaper I met.

Tessa/Reaper: I was wondering when you would figure it out.

Dean: I should have known. That whole "accepting fate" rap of yours is far too laid back for a dead chick. But the mother, and the body, I'm still trying to figure that one out.

Tessa/Reaper: It's my sandbox, I can make you see whatever I want.

Dean: What, is this like a turn-on for you? What, toying with me?

Tessa/Reaper: You didn't give me much choice. You saw my true form and you flipped out. Kinda hurts a girl's feelings. This was the only way I could get you to talk to me.

Dean: Okay, fine. We're talking. What the hell do you want to talk about?

Tessa/Reaper: How death is nothing to fear.

(she touches his cheek)

It's your time to go, Dean. And you're living on borrowed time already.

INT. BOILER ROOM - NIGHT

John has finished the chalk symbol, has placed several candles and a black bowl around it. He is incanting in Latin.

John: (LATIN)

He slides a knife across his palm, drawing blood and dripping it on the bowl. He lights a match and drops it in; the sand in the bowl flares and goes out. John stands, looking around. A hand grabs his shoulder.

Man: What the hell are you doing down here, buddy?

John: I can explain.

Man: Yeah? You're going to explain to security. Come on. You follow me.

John: (pulling the COLT and cocking it)

Hey. How stupid do you think I am?

Demon: (eyes glowing)

You really want an honest answer to that?

Two possessed men in lab coats stalk by and take positions behind John.

Demon: You conjuring me, John. I'm surprised. I took you for a lot f things. But suicidally reckless wasn't one of them.

John: I could always shoot you.

Demon: You could always miss.

(laughs)

And you've only got one try, don't'cha? Did you really think you could trap me?

John: Oh, I don't want to trap you.

(lowers the gun)

I want to make a deal.

Demon looks intrigued.

END ACT THREE

ACT FOUR

INT. Dean's ROOM - NIGHT

Sam is standing on the window side of Dean's bed, hands in his pockets. !Dean is not there.

Sam: Dean, are you here?

(looks around)

I couldn't find anything in the book. I don't know how to help you. But I'll keep trying, all right? As long as you keep fighting. I mean, come on you can't, you can't leave me here alone with dad, we'll kill each other, you know that.

(pause)

Dean, you've got to hold on. You can't go, man, not now. We were just starting to be brothers again. Can you hear me?

INT. EMPTY ROOM - NIGHT

Dean is staring out a dark window.

Dean: Look, I'm sure you've heard this before, but... you've gotta make an exception, you've gotta cut me a break.

Tessa/Reaper: Stage three: bargaining.

Dean: I'm serious. My family's in danger. See, we're kind of in the middle of this, um, war, and they need me.

Tessa/Reaper: The fight's over.

Dean: No, it isn't.

Tessa/Reaper: It is for you. Dean. You're not the first soldier I've plucked from the field. They all feel the Same. They can't leave. Victory hangs in the balance. But they're wrong. The battle goes on without them.

Dean: My brother. He could die without me.

Tessa/Reaper: Maybe he will, maybe he won't. Nothing you can do about it. It's an honorable death. A warrior's death.

Dean: I think I'll pass on the seventy two virgins, thanks. I'm not that into prude chicks anyway.

Tessa/Reaper: That's funny. You're very cute.

Dean: There's no such thing as an honorable death. My corpse is going to rot in the ground and my family is going to die! No. I'm not going with yo, I don't care what you do.

Tessa/Reaper: Well, like you said. There's always a choice. I can't make you come with me. But you're not getting back in your body. And that's just facts. So yes, you can stay. You'll stay here for years. Disembodied, scared, and over the decades it'll probably drive you mad. Maybe you'll even get violent.

Dean: What are you saying?

Tessa/Reaper: Dean. How do you think angry spirits are born? They can't let go and they can't move on. And you're about to become one. The Same thing you hunt.

INT. BOILER ROOM - NIGHT

The Demon, John, and the two minions are still in a circle around the summoning symbol.

Demon: It's very unseemly, making deals with devils. How do I know this isn't just another trick?

John: It's no trick. I will give you the Colt and the bullet, but you've got to help Dean. You've got to bring him back.

Demon: Why, John, you're a sentimentalist. If only your boys knew how much their daddy loved them.

John: It's a good trade. You care a hell of a lot more about this gun than you do Dean.

Demon: Don't be so sure. He killed some people very special to me. But still, you're right, he isn't much of a threat. And neither is your other son.

(John lowers his head, raises his eyes.)

You know the truth, right? About Sammy? And the other children?

John: Yeah. I've known for a while.

Demon: But Sam doesn't, does he? You've been playing dumb.

John: Can you bring Dean back? Yes or no?

Demon: No. But I know someone who can. it's not a problem.

John: Good.

Before I give you the gun, I'm going to want to make sure that Dean's okay. With my own eyes.

Demon: Oh, John, I'm offended. Don't you trust me?

(John shakes his head slowly)

Fine.

John: So we have a deal?

Demon: No, John, not yet. You still need to sweeten the pot.

John: With what?

Demon: There's something else I want, as much as that gun. Maybe more.

INT. EMPTY ROOM - NIGHT

Dean is sitting on the bed, Tessa/Reaper behind him. She strokes his hair tenderly.

Tessa/Reaper: It's time to put the pain behind you.

Dean: And go where?

Tessa/Reaper: Sorry. I can't give away the big punchline. Moment of truth. No changing your mind later. So what's it going to be?

As he turns to look at her, the lights start flickering, a familiar buzzing starts.

Dean: What are you doing that for?

Tessa/Reaper: I'm not doing it.

The both turn to a vent in the floor and see black demon ichor pour out of it.

Dean: What the hell?

Tessa/Reaper: You can't do this! Get away!

Dean: What's happening?!

Tessa/Reaper screams as the demon flows into her mouth. She turns, eyes glowing yellow.

Demon-in-Tessa/Reaper: Today's your lucky day, kid.

Demon places a hand on Dean's forehead; he convulses.

INT. Dean's ROOM - NIGHT

Sam is still sitting on the bed as Dean gasps, waking suddenly and choking on the tube in his throat.

Sam: Dean?

(into the hallway)

Help! I need help!

END ACT FOUR

ACT FIVE

INT. Dean's ROOM - DAY

Doctor: I can't explain it. The edema's vanished. The internal contusions are healed. Your vitals are good. You have some kind of angel watching over you.

Dean: Thanks, doc.

(The Doctor leaves; Dean turns to Sam)

So you said a Reaper was after me?

Sam: Yeah.

Dean: How'd I ditch it?

Sam: You got me. Dean, you really don't remember anything?

Dean: No. Except this pit in my stomach. Sam, something's wrong.

A knock at the door; John hovers in the doorway.

John: How you feeling, dude?

Dean: Fine, I guess. I'm alive.

John: That's what matters.

Sam: (angry)

Where were you last night?

John: I had some things to take care of.

Sam: Well, that's specific.

Dean: Come on, Sam.

Sam: Did you go after the demon?

John: No.

Sam: You know, why don't I believe you right now?

John: (pleading)

Can we not fight? You know, half the time we're fighting, I don't know what we're fighting about. We're just butting heads. Sammy, I, I've made some mistakes. But I've always done the best I could. I just don't want to fight anymore, okay?

Sam: Dad, are you all right?

John: Yeah. Yeah, I'm just a little tired. Hey, son, would you, uh, would you mind getting me a cup of caffeine?

Sam: Yeah. Yeah, sure.

Sam leaves, still frowning. John looks after him sadly.

Dean: What is it?

John: You know, when you were a kid, I'd come home from a hunt, and after what I'd seen, I'd be, I'd be wrecked. And you, you'd come up to me and you, you'd put your hand on my shoulder and you'd look me in the eye and you'd... You'd say "It's okay, Dad"

(pauses)

Dean, I'm sorry.

Dean: What?

John: You shouldn't have had to say that to me, I should have been saying that to you. You know, I put, I put too much on your shoulders, I made you grow up too fast. You took care of Sammy, you took care of me. You did that, and you didn't complain, not once. I just want you to know that I am so proud of you.

Dean: This really you talking?

John: Yeah. Yeah, it's really me.

Dean: Why are you saying this stuff?

John comes closer, puts a hand on Dean's shoulder.

John: I want you to watch out for Sammy, okay>

Dean: Yeah, dad, you know I will. You're scaring me.

John: Don't be scared, Dean.

John leans over and whispers something into Dean's ear. Dean pulls back in shock, processing. John leaves, and Dean stares after him.

INT. HOSPITAL ROOM - DAY

John enters and places the colt on a small bed table.

John: Okay.

INT. HALLWAY - DAY

Sam walks back to the room carrying a cup of coffee. He looks into a room and sees John on the floor.

Sam: Dad?!

(SILENCE - SLOW MOTION)

Dropping the cup, Sam runs to John's side, kneeling over him and screaming for help.

INT. HOSPITAL ROOM - DAY

Once again, a crowd of Doctors and nurses attempt resuscitation, this time on John. Dean and Sam hover in the doorway, and a nurse tries to push them out.

Dean: No, no, no, it's our dad. It's our dad!

(pleading)

Come on.

Doctor: Okay, stop compressions.

Dean: Come on, come on.

Nurse: Still no pulse.

Doctor: Okay, that's it everybody.

(Blackout)

Doctor (V.O): I'll call it. Time of death: 10:41 am.

END OF EPISODE

transcription by gelasius 9/29/2006