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7.04 Defending Your Life (Transcript)

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ACT TWO
== ACT TWO ==
 
''INT. MOTEL ROOM – NIGHT''
 
DEAN and SAM enter the room. SAM is reading a newspaper.
 
DEAN: <br>
Oh, another night at the office. Why don't you take the first shower?
 
SAM: <br>
Listen to this. "A local man, Christopher Fisher, was ripped to shreds in a wild animal attack last night."
 
DEAN: <br>
It is a dangerous world out there.
 
DEAN sits on a bed, takes off his jacket and flops backwards onto the bed. SAM sits at the table.
 
SAM: <br>
He was in the restroom of a diner.
 
DEAN sits up again.
 
DEAN: <br>
Yeah, that doesn't sound right.
 
SAM: <br>
Apparently, uh, none of the patrons saw anything. Guy calls 911, screaming about a dog, but the operator didn't hear anything, either.
 
SAM is now using his laptop.
 
SAM: <br>
Wow. Looks like this guy had a history with dogs.
 
DEAN: <br>
Meaning?
 
SAM: <br>
Five years ago, he was arrested for running a dog-fighting operation.
 
DEAN gets up from the bed and joins Sam at the table.
 
DEAN: <br>
Classy. All right. So, what? He causes so much misery that some Rottweiler goes Cujo on him from beyond the grave? Wait a second. Do... do dogs even have ghosts?
 
SAM: <br>
First I've heard of it.
 
DEAN: <br>
That sounds weird. Ghost dog?
 
SAM: <br>
No weirder than ghost car, you know?
 
DEAN: <br>
You know what does make sense? Vengeance on the guy that Michael Vick'd you. I mean, I'm no one to judge, but it sounds to me like that guy had it coming.
 
SAM: <br>
Maybe... But maybe not. So, he got busted, got probation, started volunteering at an animal shelter.
 
DEAN: <br>
Yeah, 'cause he had to.
 
SAM: <br>
At first, yeah. But he kept going long after he served his time. Looks like he got really into it. Raised a lot of money for the cause.
 
SAM turns the laptop around to show DEAN an article titled “Dog shelter thanks volunteers for efforts.”
 
DEAN: <br>
Huh.
 
SAM: <br>
People change.
 
DEAN: <br>
Yeah, tell that to ghost dog.
 
DEAN gets up and walks away from the table, holding one hand to his back.
 
SAM: <br>
All right. Uh, get suited up. Let's go check out the body.
 
DEAN: <br>
What?
 
SAM: <br>
What?
 
DEAN: <br>
What?
 
DEAN turns back towards SAM.
 
DEAN: <br>
What?
 
SAM: <br>
Nothing. I... You okay?
 
DEAN: <br>
Peachy. Yeah, let's do this.
 
''EXT. WAYNE COUNTY CORONER’S OFFICE – DAY''
 
SAM: <br>
So, guess what I found. Red dirt. Under his nails. On his shoes, too.
 
DEAN: <br>
Just like the, uh, car-crash guy's floor?
 
SAM: <br>
Yeah. So, gotta be someplace around here they both walked.
 
''IN THE IMPALA IN A RURAL AREA – DAY''
 
DEAN: <br>
An apple farm?
 
SAM: <br>
Yeah. Apparently whatever's in red dirt makes great apples.
 
DEAN: <br>
Wow. I'd be so interested in that if I ate apples.
 
SAM: <br>
So this one's supposed to be pretty old, uh, mostly abandoned. Few hundred acres.
 
DEAN: <br>
A few hundred?! We're gonna be searching all year.
 
A graying MAN runs out into the road and holds out his arms to stop the car.
 
DEAN: <br>
Whoa!
 
DEAN brakes hard and stops just in front of the MAN. SAM and DEAN get out.
 
SAM: <br>
Hey. Uh...You okay?
 
DEAN: <br>
Guy just jumped in front of a car, Sam.
 
SAM: <br>
Uh, you want us to help you, sir?
 
The MAN is leaning over, breathing hard.
 
DEAN: <br>
Okay, well, why don't we get you out of here before you get roadkilled, huh?
 
MAN: <br>
Yeah.
 
''INT. MOTEL ROOM – DAY''
 
SAM hands the MAN a glass of water.
 
SAM: <br>
So, Warren. Just, uh, take a minute. Tell us what's going on.
 
WARREN: <br>
Look -- you're good people, I can see that, but you can't do anything for me. No one can.
 
DEAN: <br>
Why not?
 
WARREN: <br>
Cause it's all impossible. You won't even believe me.
 
DEAN: <br>
Well, try us.
 
WARREN: <br>
I was just put on trial and sentenced to death.
 
DEAN: <br>
What'd you do?
 
WARREN: <br>
Held up a liquor store. I killed the owner and his wife. I wasn't thinking. I was young.
 
DEAN: <br>
Young? When was this?
 
WARREN: <br>
1981.
 
DEAN: <br>
And they just put you on trial?
 
WARREN: <br>
No, no, I just got out of prison.
 
DEAN: <br>
Okay, you're making less sense the more you talk.
 
DEAN gets up from his chair. SAM also gets up and holds out an arm to stop DEAN.
 
SAM: <br>
No, it's okay. Just...Go on.
 
WARREN: <br>
Did 30 years. I just got paroled. Not that you're ever free of that. I think about it every day.
 
SAM: <br>
So, then, what were you running from?
 
WARREN: <br>
Well, I told you -- the trial! All I know is, one minute I'm at the bar, and the next, I get jumped, wake up in a damn courtroom.
 
DEAN: <br>
Courtroom? Like a... courtroom?
 
WARREN: <br>
Well, no. There was a judge. Everything was crazy. It was in a barn.
 
SAM: <br>
At the apple farm?
 
WARREN: <br>
Yeah.
 
SAM: <br>
And this bar where you were grabbed?
 
WARREN: <br>
Neal's Tavern.
 
SAM (to DEAN): <br>
Same place Matthew Hammond went before his... car accident. Think maybe dog guy went there, too?
 
SAM (to WARREN): <br>
Is there anything else you can tell us?
 
WARREN: <br>
You believe me? Who the hell are you?
 
SAM: <br>
We kind of... specialize in crazy. So, uh, this judge -- he got a name?
 
WARREN: <br>
No. But there was these weird symbols.
 
SAM: <br>
Symbols? Do you remember any of 'em? Can you draw them?
 
SAM gives WARREN some paper and a pencil.
 
DEAN: <br>
Excuse us a sec.
 
DEAN (to SAM): <br>
Can I talk to you?
 
''EXT. STREET OUTSIDE MOTEL – DAY''
 
SAM: <br>
What is it?
 
DEAN: <br>
"What is it?" Sam, uh... How about a drunk driver, Michael Vick, a murderer?
 
SAM: <br>
And?
 
DEAN: <br>
And... when did our black-and-white case turn to mud? I'm just saying I'm having a hard time not rooting for the ghosts on this one.
 
SAM: <br>
No, you said it yourself -- it's not on us to judge.
 
DEAN: <br>
Yeah, except that that's complete crap. Everybody judges all day long. Look, I'm just supposed to ignore what that guy did?
 
SAM: <br>
We've shot people, Dean -- more than two.
 
DEAN: <br>
Yeah, you know what? When those ghosts come to kick my ass, they've got a compelling case.
 
SAM: <br>
So, what, you're saying -- what? You don't want to work the job anymore?
 
DEAN: <br>
I'm just saying, you know, one simple friggin' day on the job -- is that too much to ask?
 
SAM: <br>
Well, look. I'm gonna go out, I'm gonna go try and find that barn. You coming?
 
DEAN: <br>
I'm gonna check the bar.
 
SAM: <br>
To work or drink?
 
DEAN: <br>
I haven't decided.
 
DEAN walks away.
 
''INT. MOTEL ROOM – DAY''
 
WARREN: <br>
What's going on? Where'd he go?
 
SAM: <br>
He, uh... Everything's fine. Look, let's go back to that farm.
 
WARREN: <br>
Oh, no, no. No, I'm not going back.
 
SAM: <br>
Warren, I need your help finding that barn.
 
WARREN: <br>
It's red -- it stands out. I'm not going back. They're out there.
 
SAM: <br>
Who?
 
WARREN: <br>
The people I killed. I just -- no. No!
 
SAM: <br>
You're safer with me than not.
 
WARREN: <br>
No.
 
SAM: <br>
Okay.
 
SAM grabs the piece of paper WARREN is holding.
 
SAM: <br>
Fine.
 
SAM makes a salt circle around a chair in which WARREN is sitting.
 
SAM: <br>
I need you to stay inside this circle until I get back, okay? It'll protect you.
 
WARREN: <br>
How?
 
SAM: <br>
Just trust me, okay? I'm trying to help.
 
SAM turns on the television and tosses WARREN the remote.
 
SAM: <br>
Stay put.
 
SAM takes out his phone and makes a call.
 
SAM (on phone): <br>
Bobby? Hey. Me. Listen -- I'm sending you some symbols to look up.
 
SAM leaves the room. He mouths “Stay put” to WARREN.
 
''INT. NEAL’S TAVERN – DAY''
 
A man bumps into DEAN.
 
DEAN: <br>
No. Excuse me. Ah. Dive sweet dive.
 
DEAN sits at the bar.
 
BARTENDER: <br>
Hey.
 
DEAN: <br>
Well, now I know why everybody comes here.
 
BARTENDER: <br>
What can I get ya?
 
DEAN: <br>
Scotch and soda. You know, hold the soda. Make it a double. So, you, uh -- you work the night shift?
 
BARTENDER: <br>
Why? You plan on making this a regular thing?
 
DEAN laughs.
 
DEAN: <br>
No, I just got a few questions. Believe it or not I'm a cop.
 
BARTENDER: <br>
I believe it. You look like you've seen some crap. I'm sorry, I was off all week, but Frank'll be back tomorrow.
 
DEAN: <br>
Right. Eh... I'll do another.
 
BARTENDER: <br>
Love life or job? Two quick doubles, it's something. I'm Mia, by the way.
 
DEAN: <br>
Well, Mia, that is a complex question. I'm Dean, by the way.
 
MIA: <br>
Well, Dean, luckily I'm like a captive shrink with unlimited alcohol. So, shoot.
 
DEAN laughs again.
 
DEAN: <br>
You like to hear people's problems, do ya?
 
MIA: <br>
I get curious. On occasion.
 
MIA pours another drink for DEAN and one for herself.
 
DEAN: <br>
Work thing. Since you asked. You ever, uh... You ever do something behind someone's back because you had to?
 
MIA: <br>
Now you feel bad? Well, Dean, if you had to, why feel guilty? That doesn't make any sense.
 
DEAN: <br>
Hmm.
 
They clink glasses.
 
DEAN: <br>
Well, you know, we don't have enough room for the worms if we pop that can, sister.
 
DEAN taps his glass to indicate he wants another drink.
 
MIA: <br>
You may want to slow your roll there.
 
DEAN: <br>
The more I drink, the better I tip.
 
MIA: <br>
Yeah, well, I'm off in an hour. So don't pass out on me.
 
DEAN: <br>
Well, then I think I'll switch to beer.
 
MIA: <br>
Good choice.
 
''EXT. APPLE FARM – NIGHT''
 
SAM drives up to the barn and gets out of the Impala. He enters the barn and looks around. The floor is red dirt. SAM’s phone rings.
 
SAM (on phone): <br>
Hey, Bobby, what do ya got?
 
''INT. STORAGE UNIT – NIGHT''
 
BOBBY is sitting at a table surrounded by books.
 
BOBBY (on phone): <br>
Those chicken scratches -- definitely Egyptian. "Book of the Dead."
 
''INT.BARN AT APPLE FARM – NIGHT''
 
SAM (on phone): <br>
So, good news, then.
 
''INT. STORAGE UNIT – NIGHT''
 
BOBBY (on phone): <br>
They identify the God Osiris. Real authoritarian type. He gets ahold of you, he's judge, jury, and executioner. Lore says that he can see directly into the human heart. He weighs the guilt. If he finds more than a feather's worth -- boom, you're done.
 
''INT.BARN AT APPLE FARM – NIGHT''
 
SAM (on phone): <br>
So what's he doing in Dearborn?
 
''INT. STORAGE UNIT – NIGHT''
 
BOBBY (on phone): <br>
Well, it seems like he just pops up and does his circuit-judge act and then disappears again. That's all I got so far.
 
''INT.BARN AT APPLE FARM – NIGHT''
 
BOBBY (on phone, V-O): <br>
You know what this means.
 
SAM (on phone): <br>
Yeah. We've got to find him before he goes underground again.
 
''INT. STORAGE UNIT – NIGHT''
 
BOBBY (on phone): <br>
No, you idjit. It means you two got to get the hell out of Dodge. This guy hones in on people who feel guilty. Who does that sound like to you?
 
''EXT. OUTSIDE NEAL’S TAVERN – NIGHT''
 
DEAN: <br>
It's been a while. But you owe yourself. It's nothing but a ground ball -- you just got to put your mitt down. You are Dean Winchester. This is what you do.
 
DEAN’s phone rings. As he takes it out of his pocket, he walks offscreen, but his shadow is visible on the wall of the tavern. An arm grabs him from behind and his phone falls to the ground.
 
== ACT THREE ==
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