6.09 Clap Your Hands If You Believe... (Transcript)
6.09 Clap Your Hands If You Believe...
Written by: Ben Edlund
Directed by: John Showalter
Air Date: 19 Nov 2010
THEN
LISA
But I didn’t expect Sam to come back. But the minute he walked through that door, I knew. It was over.
SAM
There’s something wrong with me. I need help.
CASTIEL
It’s his soul. It’s gone.
DEAN
So where is it?
CASTIEL
It’s still in the cage with Michael and Lucifer.
DEAN
Well, then just get it back.
CASTIEL
It’s not possible.
DEAN
You’ve got no instinct. I mean, you are seriously messed up. I don’t know what you are, but you’re not Sam.
SAM
Dean, come on.
DEAN
Stop pretending.
SAM
You’re right.
DEAN
About?
SAM
I’m not your brother. Like, I don’t even really care about you. Maybe I should feel guilty. But I don’t.
TEASER
NOW
Elwood, Indiana
(Night time. A truck is parked in a cornfield. Two people are smooching on a blanket in front of the truck. A shadow passes over them.)
PATRICK
Did you see that?
KIM
See what?
PATRICK
Something out there.
KIM
Patrick!
PATRICK
Something out in the corn.
KIM
(gasps) Patrick, you’re freaking me out!
PATRICK
Just having a quick look.
KIM
Patrick. Patrick. Patrick? Patrick! PATRICK! PATRICK!!
(Patrick disappears in a blaze of light)
( Pan back to crop circle)
(Roll X-Files type credits)
ACT ONE
(Daytime)
WAYNE WHITAKER (MAN ON THE STREET)
I’m here because I believe that Elwood Indiana has become a center of extraterrestrial activity.
KIM FROM CORNFIELD
There was this light. And then Patrick just vanished.
SPARROW JENNINGS
It’s all happening, you know? I mean, these entities have come to help push humanity to the next stage.
WAYNE WHITAKER
My name is Wayne Whitaker, Jr., and I have personally recorded dozens of eyewitness accounts, strange lights in the sky, mysterious presences attempting contact.
SHERIFF
Since this whole damned circus has blown into town, no one seems to realize we got four missing persons cases wide open. My friends lost loved ones.
KIM
What happened to him? Something took him! I know it!
WAYNE
We are right in the middle of what we in the field like to call a “UFO flap,” and I am as happy as a pig in shoes.
SHERIFF
I can guarantee you that this has nothing to do with UFO’s, little green men. Nothing extraterrestrial whatsoever.
MARION
Of course it’s not UFO’s. It’s fairies.
DEAN
Fairies. Okay. Well, thank you for your input.
SAM
What? Flying saucers not insane enough for you?
MARION
What newspaper did you say you worked for?
SAM
Okay, if you want to add glitter to that glue you’re sniffing, that’s fine, but don’t dump your whackadoo all over us. We’d rather not step in it.
DEAN
Okay, we’re, we’re done.
SAM
The only thing you’re missing is a couple dozen cats, sister.
DEAN
It’s a blood sugar thing. My apologies.
SAM
What?
DEAN
What? You gotta ask? Right, yes, you do have to ask.
SAM
Look, I’m sorry, but this is all a big joke, right, and we’re not actually taking this UFO crap seriously?
DEAN
No, man. ET is made of rubber. Everybody knows that. But there are four legitimate vanishings in this town. Something’s going on. And Sam? By the way, it’s not the lady’s fault that she took the brown acid.
SAM
Yeah! So?
DEAN
Empathy, man. Empathy. I mean, the old Sam would have given her some, some wussified, dew-eyed crap.
SAM
Old Sam had a soul—was a soul. Whatever.
DEAN.
Right! Yes, and, and, but you don’t—aren’t. Whatever.
SAM
Right
DEAN
Right. You don’t care.
SAM
Well—
DEAN
You have to care!
SAM
About what, exactly?
DEAN
About everything, man! About being human at least.
SAM
Look, Dean. You obviously care. A lot. And that’s great. But I can’t care about what—I can’t care about it, you know? What do you want me to do, fake it?
DEAN
Yes. Absolutely. Fake it. Fake it till you make it.
SAM
What happened to you wanting me to be all honest?
DEAN
Hey, you wanna be a real boy, Pinnochio, you gotta act the part.
SAM
I was faking it Dean! Ever since we got back on the road together, I was picking every freaking word. It’s exhausting.
DEAN
Okay. All Right. But until we get you back on the soul train, I’ll be your conscience, okay?
SAM
So you’re saying you’ll be my… Jiminy Cricket.
DEAN
Shut up. But yeah, you freaking puppet. That’s exactly what I’m saying.
(Brennan’s Watchworks)
DEAN
Mr. Brennan?
MR. BRENNAN
Mmm?
SAM
We’re with The Mirror. We would like to ask you--
MR. BRENNAN
What? Is this about Patrick? Patrick’s gone.
DEAN
Missing. Right. Yes, that’s what we want to talk to you about.
SAM
Now, your son was the first to disappear.
MR. BRENNAN
First to be taken.
SAM
Taken.
MR. BRENNAN
Get out! Out!
DEAN
Mr. Brennan, who do you believe took your son?
MR. BRENNAN
You people can’t help me. My boy is never coming back.
SAM
You sound awfully sure.
MR. BRENNAN
Excuse me?
SAM
Like you know something you’re not talking about.
DEAN
Okay. All right.
MR. BRENNAN
You know what they say. 72 hours. After that, the odds of finding a missing person drop to nothing, right?
DEAN
Well, every case is different.
MR. BRENNAN
It’s been weeks.
DEAN
All right. Listen. Call us if anything comes to mind.
(Sam and Dean leave)
MR. BRENNAN
- talks to … thin air*
Is that all right?
(Outside)
SAM
What do you think?
DEAN
I think he’s hiding something. Why don’t you stay and watch Watchmaker and see what happens when the sun goes down, and I’ll go check out the crop circles.
SAM
Okey dokey.
DEAN
But do NOT engage with, maim or in any way kill Brennan. In fact, I don’t want you making any judgment calls whatsoever. Anything happens, call me.
SAM
You know, Jiminy, I was on my own for a whole year. I did fine without you.
DEAN
Yeah. I don’t want to know your definition of fine.
(Night time. In the cornfield. Dean is looking around. Phone rings.)
DEAN
- sigh* What?
SAM
The only thing this guy is up to is alcoholism.
DEAN
Good.
SAM
You know, maybe I should go talk to him again. I mean, you’re the one who said he’s hiding something.
DEAN
Shh! Shh!
SAM
What? You see something? Dean, what’s up?
DEAN
Hang on a second. Holy… UFO! UFO!!
SAM
Whoa! Dude, stop yelling. You’re breaking up. I didn’t catch that last part.
DEAN
Close encounter! Close encounter!
SAM
Close encounter! What kind? First? Second?
DEAN
They’re after me!
SAM
Third kind already? You better run, man. I think the fourth kind is a butt thing.
DEAN
Empathy, Sam! Empathy!
SAM
They still after you?
DEAN
Come on!
SAM
Dean? Are you there? What happened? Dean?
- waitress hands him a beer* Thanks.
ACT TWO
(Nighttime. Sam is in the cornfield and finds Dean’s ringing phone. Turns it off.)
(Nighttime. RV camp of UFO enthusiasts.)
SAM
So, they’re real. UFO’s.
WAYNE
Like I said before, son, the truth is out there.
SAM
Okay, you’re the expert. How do I get them?
WAYNE
Come again?
SAM
You hunt ET’s, right? I need to know how to get them.
WAYNE
You and me both.
SAM
- rifles through UFO literature*
This is it?
WAYNE
Well, I’d say that 30 years of eyewitness accounts speak for themselves as incontrovertible proof—
SAM
Yeah, right. My brother was abducted so I’m pretty good on the whole proof part.
(Pretty girl walks up and joins the conversation.)
SPARROW
Your brother was abducted?
SAM
Yeah.
SPARROW
Oh my God.
SAM
It’s fine. I mean, I’ve had time to adjust.
SPARROW
Did it happen when you were kids?
SAM
No, like, half an hour ago. So, you’ve been hunting UFO’s for over three decades and you basically have no concrete data and zero workable leads.
WAYNE
Well, I—
SAM
Have you considered the possibility that you suck at hunting UFO’s?
SPARROW
I’d like to help. If I can.
SAM
- smile*
(Nighttime in the cornfield. Dean is back, yelling and shooting his gun wildly in the air.)
(Dean opens door to motel room and finds Sam in bed with Sparrow.)
SAM
Dean!
DEAN
What the hell?
SPARROW
Oh that’s Dean! Sam, they brought your brother back.
SPARROW
- grabbing her clothes*
Okay. It’s all right, Sam. I so totally understand that you need time as a family. But it’s just—what were they like?
DEAN
They were grabby, incandescent douche bags. Good night.
SPARROW
Too soon… ? Okay.
(Sparrow leaves.)
SAM
You’re upset.
DEAN
I was abducted. And you were banging Patchouli.
SAM
I didn’t think she smelled that bad.
DEAN
I was abducted by aliens!
SAM
I was looking into it.
DEAN
Looking into it! I was gone for, like, an hour.
SAM
An hour—
DEAN
And most of that was walking back to town!
SAM
Dean, I think your watch is off. You’ve been gone all night.
DEAN
What are you talking about? No I haven’t. Four a.m.?
SAM
Yeah! UFO time slip. That actually falls in line with a lot of abduction stories.
DEAN
Falls in line…
SAM
Yeah.
DEAN
Nothing’s falling in line.
SAM
Here. Drink. Good.
DEAN
Thank you.
SAM
Yeah. Now. Come on. Talk to me. What happened?
DEAN
Well, uh, there was this… God help me, Sam, there was this bright white light!
SAM
It’s okay.
(Sam pats Dean’s leg. Dean looks at him incredulously.)
Safe room.
DEAN
And then suddenly, I was, uh, I was in a different place. And there were these beings, and they were too bright to look at, but I could feel them pulling me towards this sort of table—
SAM
Probing table!
DEAN
God! Don’t say that out loud!
SAM
Right. So what did you do?
DEAN
I went crazy. I started hacking and slashing and firing. They actually seemed surprised. I don’t think anybody’s ever done that before. Yeah. I had a close encounter, Sam, and I won.
SAM
You should take a shower.
DEAN
I should take a shower. I’m gonna, I’m gonna take a shower now.
(Daytime. In a diner)
DEAN
So, on top of all the demons and the angels and the ghosts and the skinwalkers, it turns out that there’s—so if aliens are actually real, what’s next? Hobbits? Seriously.
(Sam gives a passing girl the silent how ya doin’)
DEAN
You just gave her the silent how ya doin’.
SAM
What?
DEAN
Our reality’s collapsing around us, and you’re trying to pick up our waitress?
SAM
Yeah. Okay. Look. Brings up a question. So, say you got a soul and you’re on a case, and your brother gets abducted by aliens—
DEAN
Yeah, then you do everything you can to get him back.
SAM
Right! You do, but, what about when there are no more leads for the night? Are you supposed to just sit there in the dark and suffer, even when there’s nothing that can be done at that moment?
DEAN
YES!
SAM
What?
DEAN
Yes, you sit in the dark and feel the loss.
SAM
Absolutely! But couldn’t I just do all that and have sex with the hippie chick?
DEAN
No!
SAM
It’d be in the dark.
DEAN
No you couldn’t because you would be suffering, and you can’t just turn that off for the night.
WAITRESS
Thanks, guys.
DEAN
Thank y—
SAM
Why not?
DEAN
Because if you had a soul, your soul wouldn’t let you.
SAM
So you’re saying having a soul equals suffering.
DEAN
Yes, that’s exactly what I’m saying.
SAM
Like, the million times you almost called Lisa. So you’re saying suffering is a good thing.
DEAN
I’m saying it’s the only game in town.
SAM
Okay! So how do we deal with the little green men?
DEAN
Research. We’ve got about a century of UFO lore to catch up on, and there’s no time for—What’s up with that guy?
(A guy is standing outside the diner, glaring at Dean. He’s wearing a red cap.)
SAM
Who?
DEAN
The guy by the window giving me the stink eye.
SAM
You mean the cop?
DEAN
No, not the cop! The guy! He’s right—oh now he’s gone!
SAM
Who’s gone?
DEAN
Can we please just get out of here before I hit you?
SAM
Okay! Geez.
(Dean is in motel room, on telephone with Sam)
SAM
Library’s closing up soon. I’m almost done.
DEAN
You find anything?
SAM
Yeah. Way too much. Everyone on the planet believes in UFO’s, and they will not stop writing books about it.
DEAN
Yeah, well at least books have punctuation. All right, keep digging and we’ll see what you got when you get back.
(David Bowie’s Major Thom is playing on the radio in the motel room. The lights start to flicker.)
DEAN
Oh no. Not again.
(Door slams open. Bright ball of light comes flying into the room.)
DEAN
Nipples?
(Bright light punches Dean in the face.)
DEAN
BITCH!
(Dean traps light in the microwave. Splat!)
DEAN
Ha ha. HA-HAA!!
- ding*
ACT THREE
(Sam and Dean are peering into the microwave.)
SAM
See what?
DEAN
See what? See the blood. See all the blechh.
SAM
Sorry, man. I’m not seeing it.
DEAN
You don’t see the ick? It’s right there.
SAM
Okay, let’s go with you see it and I don’t. What the hell was it?
DEAN
It was a, a little…naked lady, okay?
SAM
It was a what?
DEAN
It was a-- it was a little, glowing, hot naked lady. With nipples. And she hit me.
SAM
I’m not supposed to laugh, right? Right. Okay. Sure. Um. So, shot in the dark here, but did this little lady have wings?
DEAN
What the hell made you say that?
SAM
She did, didn’t she?
DEAN
Yeah, but how did, how’d y—
SAM
One of the fringier theories I came across. It’s actually what crazy crystal lady was yammering about. What if these abductions have nothing to do with UFO’s?
DEAN
What?
SAM
Okay, say these encounters have been going on for centuries, not with extraterrestrials but with ultra-terrestrials. People nowadays say “space aliens “or whatever, but they used to call them—
(Sam spins laptop around)
DEAN
Smurfs.
SAM
Fairies.
DEAN
Fairies? Come on!
SAM
Dean, there’s a straight line between ET’s and fairies. Glowing lights, abductions. It’s all the same UFO stuff, just under a different skin.
DEAN
You seriously think that the secret with UFO’s is—
SAM
Hey, you’re the one who pizza-rolled Tinkerbell. I’m just doing the math. But this is good. This is a lead.
DEAN
A lead where?
(Marion’s trailer. Tea is served. In itty bitty cups.)
MARION
Fairies. Sprites and spriggens. Bogarts and brownies. The little people have many names.
DEAN
(points at figurine)
Well, that’s, uh, that’s her. That’s the little—
MARION
Ooh.
DEAN
Anyway, I, uh, I get that tinkerbells are fairies, but what about the tiny Santa Claus and the troll and the—
MARION
That’s a garden gnome, and that’s a large goblin, and—
DEAN
But they’re all fairies?
MARION
Yes. Faery comes in many shapes and sizes. Magical, mischievous beings from the realm next door.
DEAN
The fairy realm.
MARION
Mm-hmmm.
SAM
So it’s like another dimension?
MARION
Another reality! Yes. Only people who have been there and returned to our world can see the Faery here.
DEAN
Right. Umm, why are the fairies abducting people?
MARION
Mmm. There is much theory and little fact. We know they only take firstborn sons, just like Rumplestiltskin did. Personally, I think they’re taken to Avalon to service Oberon, the King of the Faery.
SAM Dean? Did you service Oberon, King of the Fairies?
DEAN
Marion. Um. Let’s say fairies are real, okay? What can we do about them?
MARION
Sorry?
DEAN
How can we…..
MARION
Interact with them.
DEAN
Yes, yes. Forcefully interact.
MARION
Well, if you want to win a faery’s favor, leave a bowl of fresh cream. They love cream.
DEAN
Okay! And, and, more forcefully?
MARION
Ohhh. All Faery hate iron, and the dark Faery burn when touched with silver. What else. Oh! You can spill sugar or salt in front of them. No matter how powerful, the Faery must stoop to count each grain.
DEAN
Well, allrighty. That’s—Wow! A lot to absorb. Thank you.
MARION
Oh, oh, stay! Finish your tea.
DEAN
I gotta say I, I love the feel—it’s uhh, it’s…
SAM It’s like Sedona, Arizona, crapped in here.
DEAN
Cute-a-riffic! Is what it is.
MARION
- laughs*
DEAN
Cute-a-riffic.
SAM
You have bigger cups?
(Sam and Dean are walking outside.)
DEAN
God, is it on me? I feel like I’ve got the crazy on me.
SAM
No. You did sit in some glitter, though.
DEAN
Makes me want to believe in UFO’s again.
SAM
Doesn’t really give us the next move, I grant you that. We can always put the call out to Bobby.
(Sam and Dean see Mr. Brennan buying a flat of cream.)
DEAN
Hey. I’ll be damned. Isn’t that the watch guy?
SAM
Huh. They love cream.
(At Brennan’s Watchworks, and Sam and Dean are watching him carry cream into the store.)
DEAN
All right you stick with half and half, and I’m going to check out his store. And no hippie chicks!
(Dean breaks into back door of Brennan’s Watchworks.)
(Dean sneaks inside and sees brownies making watches.)
(Dean sneaks out again.)
(Sam is at bar watching Mr. Brennan. Phone rings.)
SAM Yeah?
DEAN
Freaking full of Keeblers over here, man. Just full of ‘em.
SAM
What?
DEAN
It’s like the story with the shoe guy and all the elves. Hey, you think Brennan made a deal with a bunch of fairies?
SAM
Lemme get back to you.
(They hang up, and Sam approaches Mr. Brennan at the bar.)
SAM
So, Mr. Brennan. Hello again.
MR. BRENNAN
Leave me alone.
SAM
Did I ever mention how beautiful your work is?
MR. BRENNAN What?
SAM
The watches. Just stunning. What I can’t figure out is how one man can put out that much product. I mean, hell! If I didn’t know better, I’d say you have a bunch of elves working for you. Except I do know better, and you have a bunch of elves working for you.
MR. BRENNAN
You’re insane.
SAM
So, tell me. How does a father decide to trade his son for a bunch of watches? I mean, I assume you have a soul so what’s your excuse?
MR. BRENNAN
You don’t understand. It wasn’t like that.
SAM
Then how was it?
(Dean walks along the sidewalk, sees the Redcap from the diner standing across the street, staring at him again. Dean sneaks away.)
(Back at the bar with Sam and Mr. Brennan.)
MR. BRENNAN
I supported my family for 30 years making those watches. It’s the only thing I know how to do. Parkinson’s. Was losing my hands. I was losing everything. My grandmother, she always used to say that they were real. She told me all of these stories when I was a kid about how to summon them, how to get favors from them.
SAM
So you learned how to work a spell.
MR. BRENNAN
I mean, honestly, I doubted it would even work. I was just desperate. But she left me this book, so I did the ceremony in my back office two months ago, and this man appeared and said he was a leprechaun.
SAM
A leprechaun.
MR. BRENNAN
I asked him just to cure my hands, but he said he would do even better. He would make me more successful than I had ever been. He told me he’d bring a crew of workers, that I could save my business, save my name.
SAM
In exchange for?
MR. BRENNAN
He just wanted a place for them to rest, to take of the fruit and fat of the land. I said yes. I wasn’t thinking.
SAM
And the fruit and the fat was?
MR. BRENNAN
My firstborn. Not just mine. There’s been others. They’re not stopping. They’re not going to stop.
SAM
There’s gotta be a way to reverse the spell.
MR. BRENNAN
There is. But the book is in a safe in my shop. They won’t let me near it. It’s been a nightmare.
SAM
You can see the fairies?
MR. BRENNAN
Yes.
(Dean is walking down the sidewalk, trying to avoid the Redcap. He ducks into an alley and the Redcap follows. Dean turns a corner and flattens himself against a wall then launches out and tackles a little person.)
LITTLE PERSON
Wha---? Help! Help!
DEAN
Little fairy! What do you want, you fairy? Huh? Huh? Fairy!!
LITTLE GIRL
- screams* Daddy!!
DEAN
Oh God no. Haha! I’m just kidding!
(Sam and Mr. Brennan turn a corner and are walking down the same street Dean is on. Sam is trying to call Dean on his phone.)
SAM
Don’t worry, Brennan. We can do this. My brother and I are gonna cover you while you reverse the ritual.
(Sam sees Dean being cuffed and arrested. There’s a small crowd of onlookers.)
SAM
Dean!! Hey dude! What happened?
DEAN
Sam…. Hey!
(Dean is thrown into back seat of police car)
SAM
What am I supposed to do?
DEAN
Fight the fairies. You fight those fairies. FIGHT THE FAIRIES!!
ACT FOUR
(Dean is in jail.)
SHERIFF
I’m just trying to understand exactly what kind of hate crime this even was.
DEAN
It wasn’t a hate crime.
SHERIFF
I mean, if this gentleman were a full-sized homosexual, would that be okay with you?
DEAN
I don’t hate any size person, or any size… gay… guy.
SHERIFF
He’s not gay as it happens. But! He is the district attorney for Tipton County. Runs a tight ship, tell you what.
DEAN
I’d say he’s done so well for himself, considering his…considering these tough economic times.
SHERIFF
Son, you are all kinds of messed up.
(The sheriff leaves Dean in jail to pace for hours.)
(Brennan Watchmakers. Sam and Mr. Brennan sneak into the back door.)
SAM
Are they here?
MR. BRENNAN
Yeah, but it’s all right. Greenhats like tequila.
(Mr. Brennan sneaks over to his safe and gets the spell book.)
MR. BRENNAN
(phonetic) lich sha-hayt. Uh keeya shun, augus small un sorashun, augus phooetek en shia, en rache connecsha….
(Redcap leprechaun stabs Mr. Brennan in the back.)
SAM
You! You’re the leprechaun?
WAYNE WHITAKER /LEPRECHAUN
Indeed I am. Sorry about the mess, but your friend here went back on his deal.
SAM
Well, you weren’t very clear with him on the terms.
WAYNE /LEPRECHAUN
I told him there was a price. Once we come, we come to stay.
SAM
So you take firstborns and then what? You just sit back and watch while they cover the abductions for you with all that crazy UFO crap? Which you help encourage, naturally. Nice con. But, your cover’s blown now, *Wayne.*
WAYNE /LEPRECHAUN
Blown? To whom? Brennan’s dead. Your brother? Heh. He’s marked. Been to the ranch. He’s ours now.
SAM
Yeah. Well. Then there’s me.
WAYNE /LEPRECHAUN
You? But you can only see me if I let you.
(The leprechaun disappears.)
SAM
True, but you’ll have to get near me eventually, and I have very good reflexes.
(The leprechaun reappears.)
WAYNE /LEPRECHAUN
You’re not like the rest of them, are you?
SAM
Nope.
WAYNE /LEPRECHAUN
I could see that right off. You’re missing a certain piece, right in the center, ain’t you?
SAM
Says who?
WAYNE /LEPRECHAUN
We fairy folk? We’re all about energy. And the human soul gives off a certain perfume. Your soul is far away. But not completely out of reach.
SAM
Is that so?
WAYNE/ LEPRECHAUN
Sam, I can get it back for you. For a price.
SAM
That’s adorable. It’s locked in a box with the devil.
WAYNE/LEPRECHAUN
Your devil. Not mine.
SAM
There’s no freaking way a leprechaun can do what angels cannot.
WAYNE/LEPRECHAUN
Angels. *laughs* Please. I’m talking about real magic, sonny. From my side of the fence. Got a way of getting in back doors.
SAM
So you’re my blue fairy? You can make me a real boy again?
WAYNE /LEPRECHAUN
When you wish upon a star.
SAM
Yeah. I got a wish.
(Sam shoots the leprechaun.)
WAYNE /LEPRECHAUN
Iron!! Painful, but not a deal breaker.
(Sam shoots the leprechaun again.)
(Dean, dejected, is in jail sitting on the cot. The redcap appears next to him. The Redcap laughs, pats Dean on the back and proceeds to beat him up.)
(Back in the watchmaker’s shop, Sam and the leprechaun are at fisticuffs. The magic demon-killing knife does not work on the leprechaun. Meanwhile, back at the jail, the assbeating continues.)
WAYNE/LEPRECHAUN
Come on, lad. You’ve already taken your best shot.
SAM
You’re right. I’m done shootin’. So do me a favor. And count this.
(Sam empties a vial of salt onto the floor.)
WAYNE/LEPRECHAUN
Oh no.
SAM
Why didn’t I do that earlier?
(The leprechaun starts counting while Sam finishes the spell.)
SAM
(phonetic) Kum savaltcha…
LEPRECHAUN
- mutters*
One… three… ass.
SAM
(phonetic) Ar noyang, kun enna, ret augus…
LEPRECHAUN
Dammit.
SAM
Kkuum doinsha and getta wabasach shul!
(The fairies disappear from the watchmaker’s shop and from the jail.)
ACT FIVE
(Sam and Dean are by the car. Dean offers Sam a beer, and he refuses. Dean has a beer.)
DEAN
So. Here’s to the tiniest DA. At least they’re dropping the charges.
SAM
Little big man.
DEAN
I was wondering something.
SAM
Yeah?
DEAN
You think Lucky Charms really could have , you know, returned soul to sender?
SAM
Come on. It’s crazy to think. He did talk a good game though.
DEAN
You said no. Why?
SAM
It was a deal. When’s a deal ever been a good thing?
DEAN
I’m just trying to figure out how it works in there.
SAM
Dude, I do still have all my brain cells. If anything, my brain works better now.
DEAN
Just making sure that’s where your head’s at. That you’re not having second thoughts about getting your soul back.
SAM
Oh.
DEAN
You’re not, are you?
SAM
No.
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