12x16 - Ladies Drink Free

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Dean: You know, Claire, you go down this path, our path, it's not a long life.

I solemnly swear not to hunt like a dumbass.

Claire, do your homework before you do anything stupid, okay?

And we're here if you need us, any time.

“Werewolves that are turned up to four generations “from pureblood are less feral and can transform before, during, and after the lunar cycle”.

I mean, werewolves are badass.

The old men want the Winchesters, so I made a play for Dean, and it was working until your operation went sideways.

I'm in.

You're changing the world, and I wanna be a part of it.

Dean, because of Mick and his guys, the Alpha Vampire is dead.

What do you want me to say?

Do I like it? No.

Do I trust them?

Hell, no.

We work with people we don't trust all the time.

So if you wanna give this a sh*t, then fine.

[ Bluesy rock music playing ]

[ Door closes ]

[ Cellphone beeps, touch screen clicking ]

“Are you calling me a liar? Seriously?”

♪

[ Gasps ]

[ Chuckles ]

Yeah. Seriously.

You're so busted.

[ Animals calling ]

You are beyond lame, you know that?

Let's just go back.

Please?

I'll get you in.

Ever had a Moscow Mule?

A Moscow Mule? [ Scoffs ]

Will you just, for once, act your age?

Says the guy who doesn't even have his own car.

Stop hounding Mom about buying us a car, all right?

She's doing the best she can.

Two more years, I am so gone.

[ Branch snaps ]

Hold up!

Did you hear that?

Yeah.

They're called animals.

Let's just go back into town.

No, Hayden, we're going.

Have you, like, never seen a horror movie?

Two kids, dark road, creepy noise in the woods?

We keep walking... and boom!

You are such a drama queen.

All right, there's nothing there.

But I --

No, fine. I'll prove it.

♪

[ Singsongy ] Sucker.

[ Cellphone beeps ]

♪

See? Told you.

[ Hayden screams ]

Hayden!

Hayden...

[ Stammers ] No.

Oh, my God. Hay.

Help!

Hayden, Hayden, Hayden, Hayden.

[ Growls ]

Aah!

[ Squish ]

[ Gasps ]

[ Grunts ]

[ Growling ]

[ Electricity humming ]

Dean: All right, that's it. I'm waiting in the car.

Sam: Dean, dude, wait a second. No. You know what? Getting jobs from these dicks is one thing, but I didn't sign up for this reporting for duty crap, especially when they're late.

Mick: Sorry I'm late.

[ Door locks, beeps ]

My report to the home office ran long.

We've had our hands full since...

Well, best not to dwell on that.

Dean: Wow. That is some world-class repression. You are British.

Mick: We prefer to call it a stiff upper lip.

Sam: Okay, okay. Enough. Mick, what's the deal with the bat signal?

Mick: [ Sighs ] There was an incident in Wisconsin.

“Animal att*ck.”

Mick: A girl named Hayden Foster's in the hospital, and her brother lost his heart. Looks like a werewolf.

Sam: Well, they don't usually leave behind survivors.

Dean: Freak probably got spooked before it could finish the job.

Mick: Well, perhaps. But it usually takes more than a fright to put your average werewolf off his supper.

Dean: Oh, you'd know that, would you?

Mick: Actually, I would. I did extensive research into lycanthropy at Kendricks.

[ Cabinet door opens ]

Sam: Kendricks?

Mick: The Kendricks School. It's where the British Men of Letters train their operatives. It's like our --

Sam: Hogwarts?

Mick: Exactly. Kendricks is the largest collection of occult lore in the world.

Sam: Cool.

Mick: So when it comes to werewolves, I'm not entirely ignorant. For example, we know that last night's att*ck didn't happen on a full moon. Therefore, we're looking for a pureblood.

Dean: You think? It's like a milk run to me.

Mick: Then you don't mind if I tag along?

Sam: Mick, um... Listen, I-I don't think... I don't think it's really your kind of thing.

Mick: Oh, no, maybe it should be. I had the best team, but most of us, we were thinkers, not fighters. And let's be honest -- your and your mum, you're the only reason I'm still alive.

Dean: So now you wanna be like us?

Mick: No. I just want to be ready for whatever's next.

Dean: Dude, he is dead weight, and you know it.

Sam: Look, Mick's inexperienced, sure. But these people have some serious knowledge.

Dean: So? Dude, what we do, you can't learn this crap in a book. You put on a flannel, you pick up a g*n, you go out there. Either you get good fast or you get dead faster.

Sam: We're working with these people now and -- and we're getting wins. We're saving people. The better they are, the better we are. Look, Mick held his own with the Alpha. Why not give him a sh*t? Maybe he'll come in handy.

Dean: And what if he gets himself k*lled?

Mick: I heard that.

Dean: Good. If he's coming, you're babysitting him.

♪

Man: In Luther's th thesis,the word “jingle” isan obvious nodto a canny th century monk...

[ Speaking indistinctly ]

Dean: Had to let him listen to his podcast, huh?

[ Stops podcast ]

Dude, it's educational.

And besides, I've been wanting to listen to this one.

You know, monks like Martin Luther are among the earliest Hunters.

He even wrote parts of that book you're holding.

What? This lore dates back to the th century?

Yeah. Well, in Europe, everything's old.

Though we do have our fair share of new tricks for dealing with wolves -- sulfate gas, silver nitrate lethal injection.

Take a handful of silver b*ll*ts

over any of that fancy crap.

[ Sighs ] Yes, well, thanks to that “fancy crap,” Britain's last werewolf outbreak was in the ' s.

We rooted them out, bitten and pureblood alike.

Wait a second.

You k*lled them all?

Even the ones that weren't hurting anyone?

Sorry?

I mean, werewolves aren't like most monsters.

Some can control it. I mean, we -- we have a buddy got bit.

Nothing but beef hearts ever since.

And you trust him?

Well, k*lling is a fundamental need for werewolves.

And monsters don't just stop being monsters.

Well, Garth did.

Oh, turn here.

♪

[ Engine turns off ]

This place, uh, seems a little...

Shabby? Yeah.

Three stars was the best I could do.

Least our bean counters will be happy.

Booked us all suites.

Wait, you...

We're in separate rooms?

Yeah, of course.

You say three stars?

Yeah.

So we're talking fresh towels, little baby shampoos?

Uh-huh.

And I believe there's a pool.

Welcome, sir. Mm-hmm.

Cheers, mate.

Get the bags.

[ Grunts ]

♪

♪

Thanks.

Man. Those pillows, right?

The little chocolates that they put on?

I mean, I'm ruined, Sam.

Those limey sons of b*tches ruined me.

I even took a swim this morning.

You brought a swimsuit?

No.

Ugh.

What'd you get up to?

I read through more of Mick's lore books.

Really? Wow. Those three stars are wasted on you.

Anyways, listen to this.

It's crazy.

So apparently, back in the ' s, they were working on this treatment for werewolves.

This, like, blood therapy.

Plasma therapy.

Useless, I'm afraid.

So how were

your accommodations, lads?

[ Engine purring ]

I've had better nights sleep in my baby.

[ Engine idling ]

Get in. Let's go.

[ Indistinct conversation ]

Not gonna give him the satisfaction.

[ Car door opens, closes ]

[ Monitor beeping steadily ]

[ Tone sounds ]

[ Woman speaking indistinctly

over P.A. ]

Wait, wait. Let us.

Talking to a grieving family, it's tougher than you think.

Oh, I'm a quick study.

Well, good for you.

Okay, stay here, keep watch.

Anything comes up...

I don't know, whistle.

Ms. Foster?

Sorry to bother you.

Agent McVie.

This is my partner, Agent Fleetwood.

Um, we'd like to ask your daughter a few questions.

She's sleeping.

We'll be quick. Promise.

I said no.

[ Mouths word ]

[ Voice breaks ] Hayden needs her rest. She's...

Good morning.

And how is our patient today?

I'm sorry. Who are you?

Dr. Buckingham. Hayden's attending doctor, Dr. Markum, asked me to look in on her.

Um, would it be okay to ask you just to step outside for a moment?

I, um...Of course, Doctor.

Sure.

Thank you.

Here. Please.

Thank you.

No problem.

I'm sorry, about all that.

Oh, please.

After what you've been through, you have no reason to apologize.

Where's my mom?

Your mum's just outside.

Just gonna take a quick look, make sure you're okay.

Brave girl.

I don't know what happened.

It was so fast.

You've had quite a shock.

I just -- I don't even know what my kids were doing out there.

You know, Hayden was supposed to be sleeping at her friend's house, and -- and Ben...

[ Inhales and exhales sharply ]

I just keep thinking this is a nightmare, you know?

That I'm gonna wake up.

Okay.

I'm just glad the FBI is here, not those crazies.

Crazies?

Bigfoot truthers.

Calling, sending e-mails.

They thought Hayden was...

Like I said. Crazy.

Huh.

Some girl even came by here saying she was from the Fish and Wildlife Service.

[ Scoffs ]

Barely as old as Hayden.

I mean, like I'm gonna buy that.

[ Tone sounds ]

[ Woman speaking indistinctly

over P.A. ]

You remember what she looked like?

Yeah. Blonde.

Bad attitude.

I actually -- I have her card right here.

Good.

Ah.

[ Whispers indistinctly ]

Ohh. No.

[ Sighs heavily ]

[ Sighs ] Okay.

[ Whispering ] You're okay.

You relax, okay?

Oh.

Is she...

Wound's healing up nicely.

Nothing too serious.

Oh, that's so --

Thank you so much.

Pleasure.

Excuse me.

[ Tone sounds ]

Doc?

So?

Was Hayden bit?

No. No, she's a lucky girl.

Good. What about, uh, Fish and Wildlife Service?

Think it's another hunter?

Young, blonde, pissed off.

Sound like anybody we know?

♪

“Campus is nice.”

[ Cellphone beeps ]

[ Cellphone rings ]

[ Gasps ] Oh.

[ Ring ]

[ Ring ]

Hello? Uh, this is Agent Beatrice Quimby.

[ Exaggerated Canadian accent ]

Oh, thank God. There's a bear.

It's the sizeof a freakin' t*nk!

[ Imitates Yogi Bear ] I thinkit wants my pic-a-nic basket!

Mm-hmm.

Hi, Dean.

So Fish and Wildlife?

Really?

Claire, what are you doing here?

Same as you. Werewolf case.

Now. Beers all around.

Who are you?

Oh. Mick Davies.

Men of Letters. British.

Long story. And, like, “Downton Abbey” boring, so...

No. Unh-unh.

[ Bottle thuds ]

Okay. Anyway...

I've been on this a day.

And guess what?

The girl, Hayden?

Her story about what happened the night of the att*ck?

One big lie.

Her mom said the same thing.

Where was she?

She was at the local dive bar, gettin' trashed.

I tracked her phone and asked around and...

[ Grunts ]

Bartenders love me.

It's a gift.

Right. You get anything else?

The guy I talked to was a scumbag.

Tribal tat, motorcycle, grabby.

Grabby?

[ Bell dings ]

I'm a big girl. I handled it.

Right. [ Sighs ]

Think I'm gonna call it a night.

D-dude, it's : .

Yeah, but my report's due at : sharp.

All work, no play.

Nice meeting ya.

[ Light jazz playing ]

So your foreign exchange student is totally lame.

Yeah.

He's Sam's best friend.

[ Sighs deeply ]

They're like nerd soul mates.

Anyway, why are you alone?

Jody's busy with sheriff stuff.

And she said to call if I found anything.

So you called her?

You called first.

And she's great, by the way.

And so is Alex.

So should we go to the morgue?

Take it easy, Clarice.

Morgue's closed.

By the way, when's the last time you had a hot meal that didn't come from a-a Gas-n-Sip microwave?

Not that there's anything wrong with that.

It's been a while.

Well... [ Clears throat ]

[ Taps menu ]

Go nuts. It's on, uh, Harry Potter.

[ Laughs ] Cool.

[ Monitor beeping steadily ]

♪

[ Whispers ] I'm sorry.

♪

[ Growling ]

[ Grunting ]

[ Squish ]

[ Groans ]

[ Panting ]

[ Gasps ]

[ Monitor beeping rapidly ]

[ Gasping ]

[ Gasps ]

Ms. Foster: No!

[ Sobs ] No!

Thanks for coming by so quickly.

Ms. Foster gave us your number.

You have any idea what happened to her?

Autopsy's tomorrow, but it could be an arterial embolism, cardiac arrest.

A heart att*ck at her age?

It gets weirder.

When we admitted her, she had defensive wounds to her arms.

Now... they're gone.

[ Cellphone rings ]

Just, uh, give me a second.

Sure.

Mm.

Okay...what the hell?

You checked Hayden out.

Did you notice anything weird?

No, but, uh, the girl could've had internal injuries or...

But somehow, her external injuries all healed? No way.

This is almost like, uh...

You know, what if she turned?

What, like, “wolfed out” turned?

Explains the whole Wolverine healing factor thing.

Yeah, no, but that'd be crazy because that means she would've been bit.

And Mick here says that that didn't happen.

Right, Mick?

Uh...

Uh, no, not -- not that I saw.

Are you %?

Unless I made a mistake.

Hell of a mistake.

Dean...

No, I told you we shouldn't have dragged him along.

I told you!

Don't!

Whatever got Hayden is still out there.

Okay.

So let's say the night of the att*ck, wolf ices big bro, chomps down on a little sis, and then...poof, vanishes?

Does that make any sense?

Maybe he let her go.

On purpose? Why?

Perhaps he didn't want her dead.

He wanted her turned.

Right. Which means this wasn't random.

Which means it would've been somebody who knew her.

Friends, family.

Or someone from the bar.

Okay. All right, Sam, you and Claire, you go talk to the girl that she was supposed to be crashing with, and me and amateur hour will hit the bar, see what shakes loose.

♪

So... [ Sighs ] really?

Things are good?

Yeah. They're awesome.

Really? You sure?

Dude, take the yes.

Okay. [ Sighs ]

So you wait here.

What?

Sam, no offense, but who do you think the kids are gonna wanna talk to?

Me, or some old skeezer?

[ Grunts ]

Exactly.

Be right back.

[ Car door closes ]

Skeezer?

Dean, what happened back there... my mistake, it won't happen again.

Better not.

[ Door rattles ]

[ Sighs heavily ]

Problem?

The old carpal tunnel.

Well, allow me, your lordship.

Thanks.

[ Door closes ]

Dean: Howdy.

Agent Strummer.

This is Agent Vai.

Uh, hi.

Do you recognize this girl?

She was here three nights ago.

Yeah. Not really.

Yeah, I'd lie if I served underage girls, too.

Look, man, I... [ Sighs ] I really need this job.

I... [ Inhales deeply ]

[ Sighs ]

She started coming in a few weeks ago after Conner got hired.

Conner?

Yeah, the other bartender.

They're having a thing.

What kind of a thing?

[ Door opens, closes ]

Ask him.

Hi, Conner.

Oh. Nice ink.

So you like high school girls, do you? Hmm?

You get older, they stay the same age. Is that it?

That's not how it was.

Oh, so you weren't dating Hayden Foster?

Dating? No, I let her in from time to time.

She is stupid hot. Okay?

But that's it. I swear.

And the night she got att*cked, did you let her in that night, too?

Look, I don't know what happened.

I was behind the bar the whole night.

I didn't even see her leave.

Hmm.

And then what'd you do?

Guess I went home.

You guess?

Well, it's a simple question, Conner.

I ask what you were doing, then you tell me.

For instance, what were you doing last night?

♪

Me?

Yeah.

Oh, I was writing my report.

♪

And then?

[ Door opens ]

♪

Well, I watched an episode of “The Great British Bake Off” and went to bed.

Ha! See?

Simple.

I went home, man.

And I didn't do anything to that girl, okay?

Yeah. Well, we'll see.

Oh, one more thing. Um...

Did you happen to meet a, uh, blonde girl the other night?

About yay high. Feisty?

Yeah, yeah.

Said she was Hayden's cousin.

Crazy bitch threw a beer at me.

Huh. Well, from what I heard, you earned it.

What are you, her dad?

Dude, come on. Girls like that?

[ Snorts, laughs ]

Yeah.

You ever touch her again, I'll break your face.

[ Door opens ]

[ Door closes ]

Nice work in there.

Thank you.

Yeah, that alibi --

I almost bought it.

Sorry?

See, here's the thing about -year-old girls, especially -year-old freshly minted werewolf girls -- they don't just die.

And you've been acting sketchy all day.

Oh, I don't know what you're talking about.

Oh! [ Groans ]

What did you do to her?

I did what needed to be done.

And that means?

[ Grunts ] Last night, I injected her with silver nitrate. [ Groans ]

So you k*lled her?

Well, she att*cked me.

She tore up my shoulder.

And... [ Sighs ]

I had orders.

You had a choice.

Did I?

k*lling monsters is what we do.

Or maybe palling around with demons and witches, you've forgotten.

Don't tell me how to do my job.

Well, then do it.

You think it's that simple, huh?

I really do.

Yeah?

I used to think the same thing.

Well, here's a little tip.

Things aren't just black and white out here.

All you have is a case in front of you, like Hayden.

A few months ago, there was this kid, this psychic.

She was k*lling people, but she didn't mean to hurt anyone.

[ Magda grunts ]

She was being abused.

So we gave her a second chance because it was the right thing to do.

[ Sighs ]

Well... [ Grunts ] that's your luxury.

We have a code.

[ Silenced g*nshots ]

[ Cellphone rings ]

Man: Thank you, Mr. Ketch.

Well, now Hayden's mom, she gets to bury two kids instead of one, thanks to you and thanks to your code.

Nice work.

[ Sighs deeply ]

I was kidding before, but you really do look like a creeper.

Funny. How'd it go?

BFF found. Beans spilled.

Hayden was hooking up with this older guy on the DL, and she was really into him, but he was a total stalker.

Texting constantly, ultra possessive.

Skeeved her friend out so much she narc'd to Hayden's brother.

Guess that explains why he was there.

I did good, right?

Claire, why does Jody think you're in Madison looking at colleges?

You called her?

Did you tell?

No. Not yet.

But why are you lying to her?

Look, I-I know, okay?

I know how much I owe Jody.

But we tried the whole hunting thing, and I just ended up sitting in the car while she does everything.

Guess she's taking it slow.

She wants me to be normal, go to nursing school like Alex.

Did she actually say that?

She doesn't have to.

I'm better off on my own.

This way, everybody's happy.

Claire, Jody's not gonna be happy when she finds out.

And if something happened to you...

I'm careful!

You need to tell her the truth.

You know what?

Screw you.

I'm so sick of you guys dive-bombing my life, pretending like you care.

We do care.

Then stop treating me like a stupid kid!

Then stop acting like one.

♪

Claire...

The Pretty Reckless:

♪ ...everything ♪

♪ Opportunities for eternity ♪

♪ And I could belong

to the night ♪

♪ Then your eyes, your eyes ♪

♪ I can see in your eyes ♪

♪ Your eyes ♪

♪ Everything in your eyes ♪

♪ Your eyes ♪

♪ You make me wanna die ♪

♪ I'll never be good enough ♪

♪ You make me wanna die ♪

[ Growls, grunts ]

♪ ...you love will burn up in the night ♪

[ Grunts ]

♪ Look inside your eyes ♪

[ Screams ]

[ Growling ]

♪ You make me wanna die ♪

[ Screams ]

[ Gasps ]

[ Groans ] Oh, my...

[ Grunts, gasps ] Oh!

♪

[ Gasps ] Aah!

[ Running footsteps ]

Claire. Claire.

Hey. Hey. Claire.

Hey, it's me. It's me.

[ Whimpers ]

It's me. I gotcha. I gotcha.

I gotcha. You're safe.

[ Sniffles ]

♪

We gotta cool her off.

She's burning up.

No. No, no, keep her warm.

Back off.

Shut up.

Look, I understand you're angry --

Mick, you k*lled a kid.

We're not angry. We're done!

How long have I got until...

Sometimes it takes a full moon.

Sometimes it just takes time.

[ Inhales shakily ]

[ Sniffles ]

Hey.

Hey, listen to me.

Look, nobody said this was gonna be easy, okay?

But you can live with this.

No way.

Hey. Look, so you -- you have to stay locked up a few nights out of the month, okay?

The rest of the time, you're you.

[ Whispers ]

Unless I break out.

Maybe some people can control this, but I can barely keep it together on a good day.

[ Voice breaking ]

So if there's any chance I could hurt Jody or Alex...

[ Inhales deeply ]

or anyone...

[ Breathes shakily ]

I'd rather die.

Claire, there may be another way.

There's -- there's the blood therapy that you talk about.

I told you, it doesn't work.

It says right here, uh, out of test subjects was cured.

Cured?

Yes.

That study was on mice.

You want to tell me what the hell he's talking about?

We experimented with the blood of sire werewolves.

And we found it was possible to reverse the early stages of lycanthropy...in rodents.

So you never tested on humans?

Once.

And?

The subject d*ed in agony.

Sorry.

Yeah.

Maybe second time's a charm.

Hey, no, no.

You don't get a vote in this.

It's my life.

I get all the votes.

Sam, you wanna back me up here?

It's her life.

I bet you think this is a great solution. Hmm?

It works, or she dies.

Either way, one less monster, right?

I don't think there's any great solutions here.

Dean...

Please? I can't.

[ Crying softly ]

All right.

If we do this -- if... how do we get it done?

We need blood, live blood, from the werewolf that bit her.

Good. Great. Who we lookin' at?

Tribal tat.

Back at the bar.

We shook him down about Claire, and right after, she gets bit.

That's not a coincidence.

Timeline fits, connection to both victims.

Mick: Then we should go.

The full moon rises in less than an hour.

And if she turns and feeds, our cheery success rate drops to zero.

Let's go.

Not you.

You stay with her.

You trust him?

Mick's a smart guy.

So when I say that if anything happens to her, and I mean anything...

You'll k*ll me.

Like I said, smart.

Sam, if you're not back...

[ Door opens ]

We'll be back.

[ Door closes ]

♪

[ Front door closes ]

Dean: Yo.

[ Grunts ]

All right, don't move, don't move. It's silver.

He's human.

[ Animal calls ]

[ Breathes deeply ]

Let's give it time.

[ Inhales sharply ]

[ Breathing heavily ]

[ Groans ] Aah! It burns!

♪

You don't understand.

It's happening!

Give it to me!

No.

Then you do it, please!

It's happening!

And you don't understand how this feels!

[ Breathing heavily ]

I know a man who would sh**t you right now without a moment's thought.

And every instinct I have says he's right...

that I ought to do my duty.

[ Gasps ]

But...

But my instincts haven't been so grand of late.

[ Sighs ] Sit down.

[ Groans ]

[ Sighs ]

[ Exhales deeply ]

Now okay, here's what we're gonna do.

Firstly, we're gonna restrain you, right?

For my protection. Okay?

[ Restraints rattle ]

And then...

then we're gonna sedate you.

Also for my protection.

With any luck, when you wake up, this will all be over.

If I wake up.

I gotta call Jody.

[ Whispers ] She's gonna be so mad at me.

[ Growls ]

Claire, get back!

Aah! [ Grunts ]

[ Vase shatters ]

[ Groans ]

[ Growls ]

Sam: Claire?

[ Mick groans ]

Where is she?

The wolf, he took her.

What did I tell you?!

I tried to stop him, okay?

I can find her.

I put a tracker in her pocket.

You planted a bug on her?

Look, you can k*ll me later, after we find Claire.

♪

[ Exhales deeply ]

[ Animal calls ]

I know this is sudden, but you and your friends, you should've let me have Hayden.

She was miserable here.

She...

We had big plans.

Yeah? Was that before or after you bit her?

I had to know if she could survive the change.

Not everyone does.

[ Groaning ]

See?

It hurts at first, but eventually, it's like the best drug ever times a thousand.

Right. Eat me, Teen Wolf.

It's not like I want to do this.

My pack, we were happy.

We didn't hurt anyone.

And then hunters with weapons that I've never seen before, they show up and...

Ah!

[ Groaning ]

...take out of us, just like that.

The ones that made it, we split up, but we weren't meant to live like that.

A werewolf needs his pack.

You'll see, I'm a nice guy.

Yeah? You know who says they're a nice guy?

Clingy, insecure b*tches with mommy issues.

That's just the change talking.

[ Closes refrigerator ]

You'll feel better once you eat.

[ Breathing heavily ]

Try it. You'll like it.

[ Muffled screaming ]

As soon as I saw you, I knew...

you're just like me.

Alone.

[ Spits ]

Wrong.

I have a family, and they love me.

[ Inhales sharply ]

Aah! [ Gasps ]

[ Groaning ]

[ Growls ]

[ Snarls ]

Claire?

Claire.

[ Growls ]

[ Grunting ]

Hey, all right. Easy.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Oh!

[ Pot clatters ]

Mick, hurry!

[ Growls ]

[ Grunts ]

Aah!

Ah! Sorry, kid.

[ Growls ]

[ g*nsh*t ]

[ Thud ]

[ Breathing heavily ]

♪

[ Growling ]

Move, move, move, move, move.

[ Snarls ]

Claire. Claire.

[ Growling, hisses ]

Okay, Claire, it's us.

You know us.

That thing ready yet?

It's ready. It's ready.

Go, go, go.

She wanted this, right?

Oh, yeah.

[ Growls ]

Ah!

[ Groans, roars ]

[ Screams ]

[ Growling ]

[ Growls, whimpers ]

[ Gasping ]

[ Groans, growls ]

[ Whimpers ]

Gonna get some air.

[ Door opens ]

[ Door closes ]

Claire?

Dean.

[ Door opens ]

[ Door closes ]

♪

♪

You guys look like crap.

[ Exhales sharply ]

[ Exhales sharply ]

♪

All right, give this to you.

That girl is a walking miracle.

Yes, she is.

Listen, uh...thanks for the win back there.

Yeah. [ Sighs ]

So we're good?

Not quite, but we'll give you a second chance.

Just don't mess it up.

There won't be a third.

Okay.

Hey. How you feeling?

Honestly?

I'm sort of craving a Milk-Bone right now.

[ Chuckles ]

[ Laughs ]

Look, um... what I said before... you guys are here when I need you and that's all that matters.

You gonna tell Jody what happened?

I don't know.

Well, whatever you decide, we got your back.

Automated male voice: Leavea message after the tone.

[ Beep ]

Hey.

It's me, Claire.

Okay, um, here it goes.

I've been hunting. Alone.

[ Mouths words ]

And I know it's notwhat you want to hear.

And I know it sounds scary.

It scares me, too, sometimes, but...

this is something I have to do on my own.

Just for a little while.

But I'm ready, and I never would've been if it wasn't for you being my mother.

Well, I better go. Um...

Tell Alex she better not touch my stuff.

I love you guys.

[ Call disconnects ]

[ Engine starts ] Joan Jett & The Blackhearts:

♪ I'm a wild one ♪

♪ Ooh, yeah, I'm a wild one ♪

♪ Oh, yeah,I'm a wild one ♪

♪ Gotta break it loose,gonna keep 'em movin' wild ♪

♪ Gonna keep a-swingin', baby,I'm a real wild child ♪