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2.11 Playthings (transcript)

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ACT ONE: edits
SAM<br>
A hotel in Cornwall, Connecticut, two . Two freak accidents in the past three weeks. <br><br>
DEAN<br>
DEAN<br>
Well yeah, it's just, you know. not the , uh, patented Sam Winchester way, is it?<br><br>
SAM<br>
(mildly challenging)<br>
What was way is that?<br><br>
DEAN<br>
I just figured after Ava there'd be, uh, you know, more angst and droopy music and staring out the rainy windows, and,-- <br>
(SAM gives him a look)<br>
yeah, I'll shut up now. <br><br>
SAM<br>
Look. I'm the one who told her to go back home. Now her fiancé's dead and some demon has taken her off to God knows where. You know? But we've been looking for a month now, and we've got nothing. So I'm not giving up on her, but I'm not going to let other people die either. We've got to save as many people as we can. <br><br>
DEAN<br>
Wow. That attitude is just way too healthy for me, and I'm officially uncomfortable now. Thank you.<br><br>
SAM ducks his head and laughs.<br><br>
DEAN<br>
Old school haunted houses, you know? Fog, and secret passageways, ... sissy British accents. Might even run into Fred and Daphne while we're inside. <br>
(closing his eyes briefly)<br>
Mmm. , Daphne. Love her. <br><br>
As they go up the steps, SAM notices an urn on the side of the porch.  SAM Hey, wait a sec.He inspects it more closely.<br><br>
SAM<br>
DEAN<br>
Yeah, except I don't see any bloodweed. Don't you think this place is a little too, uh, whitemeat for hoodoo?<br><br>
SAM(shrugs)<br>
Maybe.<br><br><br>
SUSAN<br>
Well, um, congratulations, you could be some of our final guests. <br><br>
DEAN<br>
SAM<br>
What? No, uh, no, we're, we're . . . two singles, we. We're just brothers. <br><br>
SUSAN<br>
DEAN<br>
What'd you mean that we look the type?<br><br>
 
SUSAN has trouble articulating an answer.
SAM<br>
SHERWIN<br>
It may not look it anymore, but this place was a palace. Two different vice -presidents laid their heads on our pillows. My parents worked here, I practically grew up here. Gonna miss it. Here's your room. <br><br>
He slips the key in the lock and opens the door, handing the key to SAM as he brushes past. DEAN turns to shut the door and SHERWIN is standing there, hand extended expectantly.<br><br>
SHERWIN<br>
You're not gonna ... cheap out on me, are you, boy?<br><br>
DEAN shrugs, looks annoyed as he pulls out his wallet.<br><br><br>
DEAN<br>
That's normal. (gesturing to the dress) Why the hell would anyone stay here? I'm amazed they kept in business this long. <br><br>
SAM<br>
DEAN<br>
Well, there's a connection, : they're both tied up in shutting the place down. <br><br>
SAM<br>
DEAN and SAM<br>
(talking over each other)<br>
Yeah.Yeah, yeah, everything's great. Yeah.<br><br>
SUSAN<br>
Hey!<br>
(looking past her)<br>
Are those antique dolls? Because this one, (looking at Sam) this one here, he's got a major doll collection back home. Dontcha? Huh?<br><br>
SAM<br>
SUSAN<br>
I don't know,...<br><br>
DEAN<br>
Please? I mean, he loves them. He's not gonna tell you this, but he's, he's always dressing 'em up in these little tiny outfits and, um, you'd make his day. You — she would, huh? Huh?<br><br>
SAM(looking sick)<br>
It's true. <br><br>
TYLER<br>
Mommy! Maggie's being mean.<br><br>
SUSAN<br>
TYLER<br>
I didn't break it. I found it like that. <br><br>
SAM<br>
Oh. Well, uh, maybe Maggie did it. <br><br>
TYLER<br>
No, neither of us did it. Grandma would get mad if we broke 'em. <br><br>
SUSAN<br>
TYLER<br>
Grandma Rose, these . These were all her toys. <br><br>
DEAN<br>
SAM<br>
You know, I'd, I'd uh, I'd really love to talk to Rose about her incredible doll —<br><br>
SUSAN<br>
(suddenly)<br>
No. I mean, I'm afraid that's impossible. My mother's been very sick and she's not taking any visitors. <br><br><br>
SAM<br>
Well, dolls are used in all kinds of voodoo and hoodoo, like curses, and binding spells, and, ... <br><br>
DEAN<br>
Yeah, maybe we've found our witch doctor. All right, I'll see what I can go dig up on boomin' Granny, you . You go get online, check old obits, freak accidents, that sort of thing, see if she's whacked anybody before.<br><br>
SAM<br>
DEAN<br>
Don't go surfing porn, -- that's not the kind of whacking I mean. <br><br>
SAM rolls his eyes and turns back to the room as DEAN leaves.<br><br><br>
LAWYER<br>
Uh, Ms. Thompson , we plan on demolishing the hotel. <br><br>
SUSAN<br>
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