06x11 - Appointment in Samarra

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6.11 Appointment in Samarra

Air Date: 10 Dec 2010

Teaser

EXT. GROCERY STORE

Dean: (looks at address on a piece of paper, looks at awning of store in front of him) Oh, you've got to be kidding me.

INT. GROCERY STORE

Dean: Hi, I'm, uh, looking for...

EMPLOYEE

Follow all the way back. All the way back.

(Dean goes to the back of the store and takes a series of steps up to an apartment)

Dr. Robert

Dean Winchester?

Dean: You must be Dr. Robert?

Dr. Robert

Son, I stitched up your daddy more times than I can count, let me tell you. Oh, it's good to see you. 'Course, that was ages ago, back when, uh, I still had my medical license. Right this way.

Dean: Well, you know, I'm, uh, I'm no germ freak, but...

Dr. Robert

Rent's cheap.

(Dean and Dr. Robert enter the Doctor's "office"

Dr. Robert

Eva, my assistant.

Dean: Hi.

Dr. Robert

Hop right up.

Dean: N-now, you -- you have, uh, done this a lot?

Dr. Robert

Oh, many, many times.

Dean: And your...success rate?

Dr. Robert

Oh, excellent --almost 75%. So, should we get the, uh, preliminaries out of the way?

Dean: Yeah. Uh, yeah, right. (hands Dr. Robert an envelope of money)

Dr. Robert

Ah. Oh.

Dean: Oh.Uh...So...listen, if, uh, something...

Dr. Robert

Goes wrong?

Dean: Yeah. Uh...Would you mail this for me, please? (Dean hands Dr. Robert a letter addressed to Ben)

Dr. Robert

Sure. Would've thought you had something for your brother, Sam.

Dean: If I don't make it back, nothing I say is gonna mean a damn thing to him.

(Eva inserts an IV needle)

Dean: Ahh!

EVA

Don't be a baby.

Dean: You know, a little bedside manner would be nice.

Dr. Robert

Are we ready? Hmm?

Dr. Robert

You've got three minutes.

EVA

No pulse, no sinus rhythm.

Dr. Robert

He's dead.

Dean: (walks up and sees his dead body)Good times. (Dean walks back out to the convenience store)This better work. Messorum evoco qui me tetigit.

Tessa: Dean?What the hell?

Dean: What do you know? It worked.

Tessa: I was in the Sudan! What's with yanking me ov--wait, why are you dead?

Dean: Tessa, I need a favor.

Tessa: Oh, you're kidding. You d*ed to ask me --

Dean: tell your boss I need to talk to him.

Tessa: No.

Dean: Please?

Tessa: Where do you get the nerve?

Dean: Desperate times.

Tessa: He calls us. We don't call him.

Dean: You make an exception!

Tessa: I can't.

Dean: Can't or won't?!

Tessa: Both!

DEATH

All right, Tessa. Thank you very much. Hello, Dean.

ACT 1

INT. GROCERY STORE

DEATH

I'm busy, Dean. Talk fast.

Dean: I have something of yours.

DEATH

You mean my ring? I recall loaning you that temporarily.

Dean: Well, if you want it back --

DEATH

I'm sorry, you assume that I don't know where you've hidden it. Now we've established you have hubris but no leverage, what is it you want?

Dean: Lucifer's cage. I figure you're one of the few people that can actually jailbreak it.

DEATH

Do you?

Dean: Sam's soul is stuck in that box.

DEATH

I've heard.

Dean: And our other brother is trapped in there, too. Michael rode him in.

DEATH

Dean, quit shuffling and deal.

Dean: I want you to get 'em both out.

DEATH

Hmm. Pick one.

Dean: What?!

DEATH

Sam's soul or Adam's.

Dean: But --

DEATH

As a rule, I don't bring people back. I might make an exception once, not twice. So...Pick.

Dean: Sam. His soul has been in there for a year, and I understand that it's...Damaged.

DEATH

Try flayed to the raw nerve.

Dean: Well, is there any way that you could, uh, I don't know, hack the hell part off?

(cut to Dr. Robert and Eva attempting to revive Dean)

EVA

Four, three, two...now

Dr. Robert

Again.

DEATH

Dean, Dean, Dean. What do you think the soul is? Some pie you can slice? The soul can be bludgeoned, tortured, but never broken. Not even by me.

Dean: Well, there's got to be something.

DEATH

Maybe. Can't erase Sam's hell, but I can...put it behind a wall, if you will.

Dean: A "wall."

DEATH

In his mind --a dam to hold back the tide. Nasty, those memories. You don't want to know what they'll do to him. Believe me.

Dean: Okay, uh, a wall. Sounds good.

Tessa: But it's not permanent.

DEATH

She's right. Nothing lasts forever. Well, I do, but...

Dean: Okay, so that's the choice -- Sam with no soul, or Sam with some drywall that if or when it collapses, he's...Done?

DEATH

Yes.

Dean: Do it.

DEATH

I never said I'd do it.

Dean: Well, then what the hell have we been talking about?

DEATH

Your prize.If you win the wager.

DEA

Great. What's the bet?

DEATH

Don't roll your eyes, Dean. It's impolite. Now, when you fetch my ring, put it on.

Dean: What?

DEATH

I want you to be me for one day.

Dean: Are you serious?

DEATH

No, I'm being incredibly sarcastic.

(cut back to Dr. Robert and Eva)

Dr. Robert

Eva, adrenaline!

DEATH

Take the ring off before the 24 hours are up, and you lose. No soul for Sam. Clear?

Dean: Okay. Yes. But...But why?

DEATH

Simple, Dean. Because --

INT. Dr. Robert's OFFICE

Dr. Robert

Oh, thank Moses.

Dean: You couldn't have given me five more seconds?

Dr. Robert

Son, you were gone for seven minutes.

Dean: I was?

Dr. Robert

Mm-hmm. I thought for sure death had you by the twins.

INT. Bobby's HOUSE

Sam: You what?!

Dean: Just hear me out.

Sam: I heard Cass and Crowley when they said it would either k*ll me or turn me to jello, Dean! I heard enough!

Dean: Death said he can put up a wall.

Sam: A wall?

Dean: Yes, yes, a wall --that -- that, basically, you wouldn't remember hell.

Sam: Really?

Dean: Really.

Sam: For good? Like a cure?

Dean: No, it's not a cure. It...He said it could last a lifetime.

Sam: Great. So, playing pretty fast and loose with my life here, don't you think, Dean?

Dean: I'm trying to save your life!

Sam: Exactly, Dean! It's my life! It's my life, it's my soul. And it sure as hell ain't your head that's gonna explode when this whole scheme of yours goes sideways!

Bobby: Just curious. I presume Death's not doing this out of the goodness of his heart. So what's your half of the deal?

(Dean looks evasive)

Bobby: I'm sorry. I didn't get that.

Dean: I have to wear the ring for a day.

Bobby: Why the hell would he want you to do that?

Dean: Get his rocks off. I don't know. But I'm doing it.

(Sam moves to leave)

Dean: Where you going?

Sam: Look, I hear you, all right? I get it. I just need a minute to wrap my head around it, all right?

EXT. Bobby's YARD

(Sam looks at a small hole in the ground, worriedly)

Dean: (holding Death's ring) Looking for this?

Sam: Just taking a walk.

Dean: Sam. I'm your brother. I'm not gonna let you get hurt. I know what I'm doing here.

Sam: What if you're wrong?

Dean: I won't let it go wrong.

Sam: Fine.

Dean: Fine? So, you're --

Sam: So, I'm trusting you here. Barely.

Dean: You sure?

Sam: You're the one with the compass, right? Just don't mess it up.

Dean: I won't. (to Bobby)Watch him.

INT. Bobby's HOUSE

Sam: So, is this the part where you pull a g*n on me and lock me in the panic room?

Bobby: Do I have to?

Sam: No. I guess Dean's got to do what he's got to do.

Bobby: Guess we all do, kid.

EXT. Bobby's YARD

Dean: Well, here goes everything. (Dean puts on ring)

EXT. SMALL TOWN STREET

Tessa: Wow. They'll just let any slack-jawed haircut be Death these days.

Dean: Well, you're all charm today, aren't you?

Tessa: Let's be clear so that we get through this with a minimum of screw-up. I don't like this. And right now, I'm not crazy about you, either.

Dean: This is your boss' idea, not mine.

Tessa: True. But you have a long history of throwing a wrench in everything, so let's just stick to the rules. Deal?

Dean: And the rules are?

Tessa: For the next 24 hours, you k*ll everyone whose number's up.

Dean: Well, how am I supposed to know who to...

Tessa: k*ll?

Dean: Yeah.

Tessa: I have a list.

Dean: Let me see.

Tessa: No. You touch them, they die, I reap them. Are we clear?

Dean: Yeah, I guess.

Tessa: Remove the ring, you lose. Slack off, you lose.Got it?

Dean: Yeah.

Tessa: Don't mess this up. It's not my job to be your damn babysitter.

INT. ABANDONED WAREHOUSE

(Sam performs a summoning ritual)

BALTHAZAR

Sam...Winchester. This had better be good.

ACT 2

BALTHAZAR

Why here's one for the list of dumbest things ever. Summon the angel who wants to k*ll you.

Sam: Desperate times. I need your help, Balthazar.

BALTHAZAR

Interesting...Since last time we met, you wanted to --what was it? Oh, yes, yes --fry my wings "extra crispy."

Sam: Well, that was a misunderstanding.

BALTHAZAR

Some misunderstanding!

Sam: I need some advice.

BALTHAZAR

Advice?

Sam: Angel advice.

BALTHAZAR

Well, then go ask your boyfriend.

Sam: Cass can't help me. I need to know if there's a spell or a w*apon, anything that can keep a soul out -- forever.

BALTHAZAR

Ohh. What's going on, Sam?

Sam: It's for me.

BALTHAZAR

Well. The plot thickens. Where's your soul, Sam? Good God, no. It's not still...It is.

Sam: My brother found a way to put it back in me. I don't want it.

BALTHAZAR

No, you don't. No, no, 'cause Michael and Lucy are hate-banging it as we speak.

Sam: Can you help me?

BALTHAZAR

Oh, yes. The question is, will I?

Sam: Set your terms.

BALTHAZAR

I'll do it for free.

Sam: Free? Why?

BALTHAZAR

Well, you seem like a capable young man. I'd love to have you in my debt. And I have to say, I'm not a fan of your brother, so screwing him would delight me. Anyway, to business. The spell, yes. So, finding the ingredients are easy enough, but, uh, there's one tricky part, however.

Sam: Okay.

BALTHAZAR

You need to scar your vessel.

Sam: Meaning what?

BALTHAZAR

Meaning something that so pollutes it, it renders it uninhabitable. Calls for something very specific.

Sam: Great. What?

BALTHAZAR

Patricide.

Sam: My dad's been dead for years.

BALTHAZAR

To be clear, um, you need the blood of your father, but your father needn't be blood. Comprende?

EXT. SMALL TOWN STREET

Tessa: Just so you know, when people die, they might have questions for you. Well, you know,

not you, but death.

Dean: You mean like, "how did Betty White outlast me?"

Tessa: "What's it all mean?" Is popular.

Dean: And am I just gonna magically know?

Tessa: No.

Dean: Then what the hell am I supposed to say? Oh, come on, give me something.

Tessa: Suck it up. Comes with the gig.

INT. CONVENIENCE STORE

ROBBER

(pointing g*n at cashier, who is standing behind the register with his son)Come on! Come on! Let's go!

Tessa: They can't hear you. They can't see you. Just let this play out.

Dean: Well, who am I taking?

Tessa: Wait and see.

Dean: Which one?

ROBBER

You want me to sh**t the kid?! Hurry up! Oh, you think I'm kidding? And don't forget the drawer under the register. Come on, move it! Let's go!

(Cashier pushes a bag off the counter onto the floor, and while the robber bends to pick it up he pulls a g*n out of the drawer under the register)

ROBBER

You idiot.

(The cashier sh**t the robber, who falls to the ground, dying)

Tessa: Hello? Tick tock.

Dean: He's in agonizing pain, right?

Tessa: Uh, yes.

Dean: Give me a minute.

(Dean touches the robber, whose soul appears behind him)

ROBBER's SOUL

Why?

Dean: Mostly because you're a d*ck. Enjoy the ride down, pal. Trust me -- sauna gets hot.

(Tessa walks out with Robber's soul)

Dean: That wasn't so hard.

EXT. OUTSIDE OF A CAFE

(Tessa and Dean approach a man eating pizza)

Dean: Call me crazy, but this smells like a heart att*ck.

(man clutches his chest and falls forward)

Dean: Lucky guess.

(Dean touches the man)

Man's SOUL

Why?

Dean: You think maybe it was the extra cheese?

Man's SOUL

Yeah. It was good, though.

Dean: Is that a local place?

Tessa: Dean.

Dean: Right. Uh, time to go, man. Sorry.

Man's SOUL

Wait. Will you tell me what it all means?

Dean: Everything is dust in the wind.

Man's SOUL

That's it?! A Kansas song?!

Tessa: Sorry. He's new.

INT. Bobby's HOUSE

(Sam enters the house)

Bobby: Woke up and you were gone. Where you been?

Sam: Just driving around. No biggie.

(they sit down to drinks and poker)

INT. HOSPITAL

Tessa: After you, boss.

( Dean looks into the hospital room to see a father reading to his sick daughter)

Father

That's you when we went to California. You were 6 then. God. We should burn that. You were adorable.

Dean: The dad or the kid?

Tessa: Kid.

Dean: Come on. What is she, 13?

Tessa: She's 12.

HILARY

And that's...?

Father

That's your mom...When she was your age.

Dean: This guy have any other family?

Tessa: No, not really.

Dean: Well, this is awesome.

Tessa: What, you thought it was all gonna be armed robbers and heart att*cks waiting to happen?

Dean: She's 12!

Tessa: With a serious heart condition.

Dean: Who's next on the list?

Tessa: Dean, you have to take her.

Dean: Says who?

Tessa: Death.

Dean: I'm death.

Tessa: You know what I mean.

Dean: Well, who tells him?

Tessa: I don't know. It just is. It's destiny.

Dean: Give me a break. I've spent my whole life fighting that crap. There's no such thing as destiny, just like there was no apocalypse -- just a bunch of stuck-up mooks who didn't want us human slaves asking questions. Well, I say the little girl lives.

Tessa: Do you know what's amazing? You don't actually buy a word you're saying.

Dean: Yes, I do.

Tessa: Oh, really? So, all the times that you messed with life and death, they just worked out for you? It was just a beach party every time, huh?

Dean: Well, I know this much -- I'm Death, she's 12, and she's not dying today.

(brief cut to Sam & Bobby, playing a very tense game of poker, cut back to hospital)

Dr. OWENS

Medically, I can't explain it.

Father

So her heart just healed?

Dr. OWENS

Couple of times in your career, you see something you just got to call a miracle. All I know is I won't have to operate.

Father

Thank you. Thank you, Doctor.

(to Hilary) You did it. You're gonna be okay.

Nurse: Hey, hon, guess what? I'm leaving. No, surgery was canceled.

Tessa: Come on. We have more work here.

Nurse: Okay. See you soon.

INT. Bobby's HOUSE

Sam: Pair of aces.

Bobby: (holding out an empty beer bottle)Want another one?

Sam: Yeah, sure.

(while Bobby looks in the refrigerator, Sam grabs a wrench and goes to knock out Bobby, but Bobby grabs a bat from the fridge and knocks Sam out first)

Bobby: May have been born at night, boy, but it wasn't last night. (Bobby goes to get rope, but when he turns back Sam is gone) Not good. Let's not do anything hasty here, Sam.

ACT 3

(Bobby hides in his closet, and Sam begins to chop through the closet door with an axe)

Bobby: Don't say, "here's Johnny."

Sam: I got to do this, Bobby. I'm sorry. You shouldn't have cornered yourself.

Bobby: I didn't!(Bobby pushes a button and a trap door opens directly under Sam)

(Sam, now in the basement takes a crowbar to the door)

Bobby: Reinforced steel core, titanium kick plate. Get comfy. You want to explain what this is about?

Sam: I just, uh...I have to do this, Bobby.

Bobby: Says who?

Sam: If Dean shoves that soul back in me, think how bad that could really be. I can't let it happen, Bobby. I mean, it's not like I want to k*ll you. You've been nothing but good to me.

Bobby: So...What, demon deal or something?

Sam: Spell.

Bobby: You're making a mistake, Sam.

Sam: I'm trying to survive.

Bobby: Dean's got a way to make it safe.

Sam: Oh, yeah, what, some wall inside my head that maybe stays up? Come on.

Bobby: If it works --

Sam: Yeah, what if it doesn't? Dean doesn't care about me. He -- he just cares about his little brother, Sammy, burning in hell. He'll k*ll me to get that other guy back.

Bobby: Look, I...I know how scary it is. But you know what's scarier? You right now. You're not

in your right head, Sam. You're not giving us much choice here. Sam? Balls!

(Bobby opens the door and heads downstairs)

Bobby: Ain't nobody k*lling me in my house but me. I don't want to blow your legs out, boy, but I will.

(Bobby sees Sam has escaped through the vent in the panic room ceiling)

INT. HOSPITAL

Dean: Oh, what, you gonna give me the silent treatment now? Really?

Tessa: Damn it! I knew it!

Dean: What?

EMT

(wheeling in a gurney)Code 500, E.R. code 500, E.R.

Orderly

What's going on?

EMT

Fractured spine, internal bleeding. Had a heart att*ck in the ambulance.

Orderly

We need Dr. Owens.

Orderly 2

He just left.

Orderly

Call Owens. Tell him to turn around.

Dean: Wait, that's...

Tessa: You let the girl live. The nurse goes home early, gets in a crash she wouldn't have. And she needs the heart surgeon, and where is he?

Dean: You knew this would happen?

Tessa: No. Just knew that you knocked over a domino.

Doctor 1

She's in cardiac arrest.

Tessa: Take her.

Dean: What?

Doctor 2

Clear!

Dean: She's not on the list!

Tessa: Everything you do has consequences. Do you want to set off another chain reaction?

Dean: She's got nothing to do with this!

Tessa: Well, too bad, Dean. You put on the ring. Now do your damn job.

Doctor 2

Clear!

Dean: Fine. (Dean touches Jolene)

Doctor 2

She's crashing again. We're losing her. Clear!

JOLENE's SPIRIT

Is that...Am I...

Tessa: Yes. I'm sorry.

JOLENE's SPIRIT

But I'm...

Tessa: So young.

JOLENE's SPIRIT

Yeah.

Tessa: Actually, you were supposed to live for many decades. Have kids, grandkids.

JOLENE's SPIRIT

Then why?

Tessa: Because he screwed up.

JOLENE's SPIRIT

(to Dean)You did this to me?

Tessa: Come on, Jolene. It's time.

Dean: Wait. I'm sorry.

JOLENE's HUSBAND

Where is she? Where's my wife? Where is she? No! No!

INT. HILARY's HOSPITAL ROOM

HILARY

A real vacation?

Father

Yeah. I can take you to this one café, show you where I met your mom.

Tessa: You saw what happened to the nurse. Go and k*ll that girl, Dean. I tried to tell you what you already know. She's disrupting the natural order by being alive. You of all people know what that means. Chaos and sadness will follow her for the rest of her life. We tried it your way.

Dean: (watching Jolene's husband through the window)Give me a minute.

Tessa: What?

EXT. Bobby's YARD

(Bobby follows a trail of Sam's blood to his shed, where Sam knocks him unconscious and drags him inside)

INT. JOLENE's HUSBAND's CAR

Dean: Come on, man, pull the car over. You're gonna get yourself k*lled. What are you doing? Pull the damn car over! Stop the car. Come on, stop the car.

Radio

Route 10 is still shut down...

Dean: What are you doing?! Stop the car!

Radio

From an earlier fatal crash.All traffic has to exit...

Dean: Son of a bitch!(pulls off the ring and yanks the steering wheel to the side)

JOLENE's HUSBAND

Aah!

Dean: Hit the brakes!

JOLENE's HUSBAND

Aah!

(the car crashes, Jolene's husband is slumped forward against the steering wheel)

Dean: Damn it. Tessa!

ACT 4

Dean: You there?! Tessa?! I lost! Sam's screwed! You happy?! Least you can do is zap my ass back home! Hello?! I lost the bet.

Tessa: Sorry about your brother.

Dean: Let's just go.

Tessa: Go where, Dean? We're done. What are we --

INT. HILARY's ROOM

Dean: Unfinished business.

Tessa: It's over. You took the ring off. Anyway, thought you wanted the girl to skate by.

Dean: No one really skates by. Do they?(to Hilary's father)You should say your goodbyes, man.

Father

Hey, honey. I must have dozed off. Hilary? Somebody!

HILARY's SPIRIT

I'm dead?

Dean: I'm sorry.

HILARY's SPIRIT

But what about my dad?

Dean: He'll be fine.

HILARY's SPIRIT

Really?

Dean: I have no idea.

HILARY's SPIRIT

I-I can't just leave him. It's not fair!

Dean: I know.

HILARY's SPIRIT

Well, then why?

Dean: Because...There's sort of a --a natural order to things.

HILARY's SPIRIT

Natural order is stupid.

Dean: Well, I agree with you there.

INT. Bobby's SHED

Bobby: Listen to me. You don't want to do this. Sam. I've been like a father to you, boy. Somewhere inside, you've got to know that.

(Sam walks over to Bobby holding a Kn*fe)

Sam: Well, that's just it. Sorry.

(Sam raises the Kn*fe up to s*ab Bobby but Dean intercepts him)

Dean: Hi, Sam. I'm back. (Dean knocks out Sam)

FINAL ACT

INT. Bobby's BASEMENT

(Dean looks at Sam who is cuffed to the panic room cot)

Dean: I can't keep doing this, Bobby. I mean, what am I, gonna tie him up every time he tries to k*ll someone? And that's not gonna hold him. I mean, he's -

Bobby: --capable of anything.

Dean: What am I supposed to do here?

Bobby: I don't know.

(Dean heads to Bobby's kitchen)

DEATH

Dean. Join me.Brought you one --(Death hands Dean a hot dog) from a little stand in Los Angeles known for their bacon dogs. Sit.

Dean: Boy, what's with you and cheap food?

DEATH

I could ask you the Same thing. Thought I'd have a treat before I put the ring back on. Heavier than it looks, isn't it? Sometimes, you just want the thing off. But you know that. Not hungry?

Dean: Look... I think you know that I flunked. So there. Oh, and by the way, I, uh...I sucked at being you. Really screwed up the whole natural order thing. But I'm sure you knew

about that, too.

DEATH

So, if you could go back, would you simply k*ll the little girl? No fuss, no stomping your feet?

Dean: Knowing what I know now, yeah.

DEATH

I'm surprised to hear that. Surprised and glad.

Dean: Yeah, well, don't get excited. I would have saved the nurse, okay? That's it.

DEATH

I think it's a little more than that. Today, you got a hard look behind the curtain. Wrecking the natural order's not quite such fun when you have to mop up the mess, is it? This is hard for you, Dean. You throw away your life because you've come to assume that it'll bounce right back into your lap. But the human soul is not a rubber ball. It's vulnerable,

impermanent, but stronger than you know. And more valuable than you can imagine. So... I think you've learned something today.

Dean: Want to know what I think? I think you knew that I wouldn't last a day.

DEATH

I have no idea what you're talking about.

Dean: I lost. Fine. But at least have the balls to admit that it was rigged from the jump.

DEATH

Most people speak to me with more respect.

Dean: I didn't mean --

DEATH

We're done here. It's been lovely. But now I'm going to go to hell to get your brother's soul.

Dean: Why would you do that for me?

DEATH

I wouldn't do it for you. You and your brother keep coming back. You're an affront to the balance of the universe, and you cause disruption on a global scale.

Dean: I apologize for that.

DEATH

But you have use. Right now, you're digging at something. The intrepid Detective. I want you to keep digging, Dean.

Dean: So you're just gonna be cryptic, or...

DEATH

It's about the souls. You'll understand when you need to.

Dean: Wait --with Sam... Is this wall thing really gonna work?

DEATH

Call it 75%.

Dean: Bobby!

INT. Bobby's BASEMENT

Dean: Open the door.

Bobby: What happened?

Dean: Now!

INT. PANIC ROOM

Sam: Get away from me! Don't. Don't!

DEATH

Now, Sam, I'm gonna put up a barrier inside your mind.

Sam: No, don't touch me.

DEATH

It might feel a little...Itchy. Do me a favor --don't scratch the wall. trust me -- you're not gonna like what happens.

Sam: Please. Don't do this.

(Death takes Sam's soul out of his bag and goes to put it back inside Sam)

Sam: No, no! You don't know! You don't know what'll happen to me! Dean, please! No. No. No.

(Death puts Sam's soul back in him)

Sam: Aah!