3.12 Jus in Bello (transcript)

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3.12 Jus in Bello

Written by: Sera Gamble

Directed by: Philip Sgriccia

Air Date: 21 February 2008



SAM rushes into a bedroom. DEAN follows and shuts the door. They search the room. DEAN checks the drawers, while SAM checks the safe.

DEAN: Any sign of it?

SAM: Nothing. Are you sure this is Bela’s room?

DEAN: (Holds up two wigs and shows them to SAM) I’d say so.

Suddenly the phone rings and they share a look. DEAN walks to the phone and looks at SAM who shakes his head. DEAN picks up the phone and answers it cautiously. It’s BELA, who is calling from her car.

BELA: Dean? Sweetie, are you there?

DEAN: Where are you?

BELA: Two states away by now.

DEAN: Where?

BELA: Where’s our usual quippy banter? I miss it.

DEAN: I want it back, Bela… now.

BELA: Your little pistol, you mean? (Looks at the Colt on the seat next to her) Sorry, I can’t at the moment.

DEAN: You understand how many people are gonna die if you do this?

BELA: What exactly is it that you think I plan to do with it?

DEAN: Take the only weapon we have against an army of demons and sell it to the highest bidder.

BELA: You know nothing about me.

DEAN: I know I’m gonna stop you.

BELA: Tough words for a guy who can’t even find me.

DEAN: Oh, I’ll find you, sweetheart. You know why? Because I have absolutely nothing better to do than to track you down.

BELA: That’s where you’re wrong. You’re about to be quite occupied. (DEAN looks at SAM) Did you really think I wouldn’t take precautions?

Suddenly police officers burst into BELA’s room and point guns at SAM and DEAN. They both raise their hand above their heads.

POLICE OFFICER 1: Hands in the air!

POLICE OFFICER 2: Down on your knees.

BELA hangs up the phone and sighs in relief.

DEAN: That bitch!

POLICE OFFICER 1: Turn around! Now!

The POLICE OFFICERS force DEAN and SAM to lie down on the floor.

POLICE OFFICER 1: Sam and Dean Winchester, you have the right to remain silent.

SAM and DEAN see feet come closer. They look at each other, then up.

POLICE OFFICER 1: Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to speak to an attorney and have an attorney present during any questioning. If you cannot afford a lawyer, one will be appointed for you at government expense.

DEAN and SAM look up to see Agent HENRIKSEN.

HENRIKSEN: Hi guys… It’s been a while.

DEAN and SAM look at each other. DEAN closes his eyes and lays his head down on the floor.



DAY: POLICE STATION. HENRIKSEN talks to the police.

MELVIN: So did you get them?

HENRIKSEN: Where is everyone? I asked for all your men.

MELVIN: And you got them. They want with you on the raid.

HENRIKSEN: Four men? That’s all?

MELVIN: Everyone I could drum up with an hour’s notice. We’re a small town, Agent Henriksen.

HENRIKSEN walks towards the holding cells. He sees a man sleeping in the first one.

HENRIKSEN: What’s he in for?

PHIL: Drunk and disorderly.

HENRIKSEN: Keys. (PHIL and MELVIN look at HENRIKSEN in disbelief) Now.

PHIL reaches for the key in his pocket and gives it to HENRIKSEN.

MELVIN: What are you doing?

HENRIKSEN: (Opens the cell and taps the sleeping man on the back) It is your lucky night, sir. You are free to go.

MELVIN: What the hell are you doing?

HENRIKSEN: (Lifts up the man) This way. (Takes the man out of the cell and gives him to PHIL)

MELVIN: Agent Henriksen, you can’t just release my prisoners. (HENRIKSEN walks away) Agent Henriksen.

HENRIKSEN: Look, I get it… you’re Mayberry P.D.

MELVIN: Excuse me?

HENRIKSEN: And this isn’t how I’d do it if I had my choice. But a tip’s a tip and we had to move fast. (Walks back to the office)

MELVIN: Look, Agent, this ain’t my first rodeo.

HENRIKSEN: You’ve never been to a rodeo like this before. You have any idea who we’re about to bring in here?

MELVIN: Yeah, a couple of fugitives.

HENRIKSEN: The most dangerous criminals you’ve ever laid your eyeballs on. Think Hannibal Lecter and his half-wit little brother. Do you know what these guys do for kicks? Dig up graves and mutilate corpses. They’re not just killers, Sheriff. They’re Satan-worshipping, nutbag killers.

NANCY, the secretary, is silently listening to HENRIKSEN and she holds the cross pendant she wears around her neck.

HENRIKSEN: So work with me here. I’ll get them out your hair and on their way to Supermax and you’ll be home in enough time to watch the farm report.

MELVIN: (Nods) However we can help.

HENRIKSEN: (Comes closer) Those men of yours… post them at the exits.

MELVIN: Yes sir.

HENRIKSEN: (Talks into his walkie) Reidy?

REIDY (V.O.): Yeah, Vic?

HENRIKSEN: Bring them in. (NANCY looks at HENRIKSEN) I guess we’re ready as we’re gonna be.

Doors open. SAM and DEAN are led in, shackled together by a chain and guarded by two officers.

DEAN: Why all the sourpusses? (Smiles)

SAM looks at the name plate on NANCY's desk, which reads "NANCY FITZGERALD, Secretary". NANCY looks afraid and grabs her rosary.

REIDY: I’ll show you to the cells.

REIDY grabs DEAN's arm.

DEAN: Hey! Hey! Watch the merchandise!

NANCY’s eyes follow them, scared.

DEAN: We’re not the ones you should be scared of, Nancy.

NANCY looks at her rosary and holds it.

PRISON CELL: DEAN and SAM are brought to their cell. The police leave them alone. DEAN heads for the bed and SAM to the door. They both almost fall because of the chain.

SAM: Dean, come on!

DEAN: All right, all right. Sit?

SAM: Yeah.

They awkwardly walk around each other and end up sitting on the bed.

DEAN: How we gonna Houdini out of this one?

SAM: Good question.

IN THE OFFICE: HENRIKSEN makes a phone call and loosens his bullet-proof vest.

HENRIKSEN: It’s me. Steven in? (Pause) Well get him out of the meeting. (HENRIKSEN looks at MELVIN who watches him)

FBI OFFICE: Wanted posters for DEAN and SAM are hanging in the wall.

STEVEN: Groves.

HENRIKSEN V.O.: I’ve got them.

STEVEN: Well, I’ll be damned. (He opens his Winchester case file) I was betting on your headstone reading “Couldn’t catch the Winchester boys.”

HENRIKSEN: Well, they’ll be at Supermax by morning.


HENRIKSEN V.O.: Armored bus, loaded with men.

STEVEN: A bus? What, are you trying to give me another ulcer?

HENRIKSEN: Look, we’re taking every precaution.

STEVEN V.O.: Screw that. I’m sending a chopper.

STEVEN: Like the last time? And the time before that?

HENRIKSEN: Whatever you think is best.

STEVEN: Damn right, and I’ll be on it. I can’t take you losing those boys again. They have been a primary thorn in my ass for months. So Victor…


STEVEN: Glue your eyeballs to them till I get there.

HENRIKSEN: (hangs up the phone and addresses MELVIN) There’s a chopper on its way.

MELVIN: But we don’t have a helicopter pad.

HENRIKSEN: Then clear the damn parking lot.

CELL: DEAN looks at HENRIKSEN. SAM glances at HENRIKSEN, then away.

HENRIKSEN: You know what I’m trying to decide?

DEAN: I don’t know. What? Whether Cialis will help you with your little condition?

HENRIKSEN: What to have for dinner tonight. (SAM looks at him) Steak or lobster, what the hell, surf and turf. (DEAN smirks cynically) I got a lot to celebrate. I mean, after all, seeing you two in chains…

DEAN: You kinky son of a bitch. We don’t swing that way.

HENRIKSEN: Now, that’s funny.

DEAN: You know, I wouldn’t bust out the melted butter just yet. Couldn’t catch us at the bank, couldn’t keep us in that jail.

HENRIKSEN: You’re right. Screwed up. I underestimated you. I didn’t count on you being that smart but now I’m ready.

DEAN: Yeah, ready to lose us again?

HENRIKSEN: Ready like a court order to keep you in a Supermaximum prison in Nevada till trial. Ready like isolation in a soundproof, windowless cell, so that between you and me… probably unconstitutional.

SAM and DEAN realize HENRIKSEN is serious.

HENRIKSEN: How’s that for ready?

DEAN doesn’t say anything.

HENRIKSEN: Take a good look at Sam; you two will never see each other again.

SAM and DEAN look at HENRIKSEN, disconcerted.

HENRIKSEN: Where’s that smug smile, Dean? I want to see it.

DEAN: (Shakes his head, disbelief) You got the wrong guys.

HENRIKSEN: Oh, yeah. I forgot. You fight monsters. Sorry, Dean. Truth is, your daddy brainwashed you with all that devil talk and no doubt touched you in a bad place. That’s all, that’s reality.

DEAN: Why don’t you shut your mouth?

HENRIKSEN: Well, guess what. Life sucks. Get a helmet. ‘Cause everybody’s got a sob story. But not everybody becomes a killer.

There is the sound of a helicopter approaching.

HENRIKSEN: And now I have two less to worry about.

HENRIKSEN looks at his watch and smiles.

HENRIKSEN: It’s surf and turf time. (Laughs)

SAM and DEAN watch HENRIKSEN leave. DEAN smiles cynically. They both look stressed.

OFFICE: Agent STEVEN GROVES comes inside the office and HENRIKSEN holds out his hand.


STEVEN: Gentleman. (Instead of shaking HENRIKSEN's hand, he gives HENRIKSEN some files)

HENRIKSEN: (Confused) What’s all this?

STEVEN: What can I say? The FBI didn’t invent bureaucracy. We perfected it.

HENRIKSEN: You want me to do all this now?

STEVEN: (smiles) Sorry. Now, Victor.

NANCY smiles.

STEVEN: I’m gonna go take a good long gander at our fugitives.

STEVEN leaves HENRIKSEN to finish the paperwork. REIDY gives HENRIKSEN a pen and HENRIKSEN starts to fill out the forms, annoyed.

CELLS: STEVEN enters the holding cell area and closes the main door to the office area. DEAN stands up and looks at STEVEN.

STEVEN: Sam and Dean Winchester. I’m Deputy Director Steven Groves. This is a pleasure.

DEAN: Well, glad one of us feels that way.

STEVEN: I’ve been waiting a long time for you two to come out of the woodwork.

Suddenly STEVEN points his gun and shoots DEAN in his left shoulder. DEAN’s blood sprays to the wall. DEAN grunts and falls back, while SAM jumps up and grapples with STEVEN through the bars. DEAN falls on the bed as STEVEN fires several more shots, narrowly missing DEAN. STEVEN’s eyes turn black and SAM begins an exorcism in Latin, which causes STEVEN's head to whip from side to side.

STEVEN: Sorry. Got to cut this short. It’s gonna be a long night, fellas.

DEAN sits up, clutching his shoulder, as the demon leaves STEVEN's body and the black smoke disappears into the ceiling air vent.


REIDY: What the hell was that?

Both of them run to the cells.

CELLS: STEVEN falls to the ground. PHIL and MELVIN enter, followed by HENRIKSEN, who points his gun at SAM.

MELVIN: Put the gun down!

SAM: Wait. Okay. Wait.

MELVIN: He shot him!

SAM: I didn’t shoot him. I didn’t shoot anyone.

DEAN: He shot me!

HENRIKSEN: Get on your knees.

SAM: Okay, okay, okay. Don’t shoot. Please. Look. Here. Here. (SAM passes the gun through the bars) We didn’t shoot him. Check the body. There’s no blood. We did not kill him. Go ahead, check him.

REIDY checks STEVEN’s body.

REIDY: Vic, there’s no bullet wound.

DEAN: He’s probably been dead for months.

HENRIKSEN: What did you do to him?

DEAN: We didn’t do anything.

HENRIKSEN: Talk or I shoot.

DEAN: You won’t believe us.

SAM: He was possessed.

HENRIKSEN: Possessed? Right. Fire up the chopper! We’re taking them out of here now.

DEAN: Yeah! Do that!

REIDY: Bill? Bill, are you there?

There’s no answer from the walkie. HENRIKSEN nods to REIDY to check outside. MELVIN and PHIL continue to point their guns at SAM and DEAN.

NIGHT: OUTSIDE, REIDY discovers two officers whose throats have been cut. He walks to the chopper. The pilot and two more officers are dead.

REIDY: (into walkie) They’re dead. I think they’re all dead.

Suddenly there’s a blast of light. REIDY yells and is flung backwards.


HENRIKSEN: What the hell was that? Reidy? Reidy?!

OUTSIDE: The chopper is on fire. REIDY coughs and sits up. HENRIKSEN’s voice is heard from the walkie talkie.

HENRIKSEN V.O.: What the hell was that? Come in? Reidy? Reidy?

REIDY walks toward the burned chopper. He turns to find one of the dead officers on his feet and looking at him with black eyes. The possessed officer crushes REIDY's flesh. REIDY screams.


OFFICE: MELVIN fills his rifle with bullets while NANCY tries to make a call.

NANCY: Hello? (NANCY keeps trying to get a line.)

MELVIN: My men? Agent Henriksen— (HENRIKSEN doesn’t answer.)

PHIL: What the hell’s happening out there?

NANCY: I can’t get a line. All the phones are out.

MELVIN: Henriksen! Four of my men!

NANCY: The internet, my cell…. It’s all dead. How can it all be dead?

MELVIN tosses the rifle to PHIL. Suddenly the lights go out.

CELL: SAM and DEAN stand up.

DEAN: That can’t be good.


NANCY: Oh my God.

MELVIN: No, it’s okay, it’s okay, it’s okay. We’re gonna go, we’re gonna go… right now. (He loads his gun. HENRIKSEN turns around.)

HENRIKSEN: Nobody’s going anywhere. Everybody, calm down.

MELVIN: Your partner is out there! My men are out there!

HENRIKSEN: I know. We go out there, we’re asking to die too. Don’t you get it?

MELVIN: Get what?

HENRIKSEN: They’re out there and they’re coming in here. This is a siege. So this might be a good time for you to lock the doors and the windows (NANCY looks up, panicking), take a breath, and maybe deal with this like trained professionals with some sense in their heads.

PHIL and MELVIN look at each other and calm down. MELVIN nods and leaves. HENRIKSEN walks to NANCY.

HENRIKSEN: You okay?

NACNY nods but then shakes her head.

HENRIKSEN: I wouldn’t think so. Nancy, right? I’m gonna get you through this. You got my word. You got that?

NANCY smiles and nods.

CUT to CELL: SAM helps DEAN with his wound, while DEAN grunts.

SAM: All right, don’t be such a wuss.

HENRIKSEN: What’s the plan? Kill everyone in the station, bust you two out?

DEAN: What the hell are you talking about?

HENRIKSEN: I’m talking about your psycho friends. I’m talking about the blood bath.

DEAN: Okay, I promise you whoever’s out there is not here to help us.

SAM: Look, you got to believe us. Everyone here is in terrible danger.

HENRIKSEN: You think?

DEAN: Why don’t you let us out of here so we can save your asses?

HENRIKSEN: From what? You gonna say “demons”? (Raises his gun, pointed at the ceiling, for emphasis) Don’t you dare say “demons”. Let me tell you something. You should be a lot more scared of me. (He leaves.)

SAM: How’s the shoulder?

DEAN: (Takes away a pad of toilet paper with a large blood stain on it) It’s awesome. (Tosses away the pad) I’ll live. You know, if we get out of here alive. So you got a plan?

SAM checks DEAN’s exit wound on the back of his shoulder as DEAN grimaces in pain. DEAN realizes that NANCY is peeking around a corner outside the bars.

DEAN: (quietly to SAM) Hey.

SAM: Hey…

NANCY backs off, scared.

SAM: Uh, please, please. We need your help. It’s… it’s Nancy. Nancy, right? (NANCY just looks at SAM) Nancy, my… my brother’s been shot. He’s… He’s bleeding really bad. You think maybe you could get us a towel? Please? Just one clean towel? (NANCY’s not sure and still a bit afraid) Look, look at us. We’re not the bad guys. I swear.

DEAN gives NANCY a smile and she leaves them. SAM sighs.

DEAN: Nice try.

SAM sighs again, then turns around and sees that NANCY has come back with a clean towel.

SAM: Thank you.

NANCY comes closer to the boys, carefully.

SAM: It's okay. (He holds out his handcuffed hands)

NANCY puts the towel inside the bars while SAM smiles at her. She smiles back. Suddenly SAM grabs NANCY’s arm and drags her against the bars. NANCY screams. PHIL runs in with his rifle.

PHIL: Let her go! Let her go!

SAM lets Nancy go. She backs away, scared.

PHIL: (Point the gun at SAM) You’re okay, Nance? (Looks at SAM) Try something again, get shot. And not in the arm.

SAM: Okay.

PHIL and NANCY walk away. After they leave, DEAN hits SAM in the arm.

DEAN: What the hell was that?

SAM holds up NANCY’s rosary.

DEAN is pressing the towel to his wound, sitting on the bed next to SAM.

SAM: We’re like sitting ducks in here.

DEAN: Yeah, I know. Would it kill these cops to bring us a snack?! (He shouts the last words)

SAM: How many you figure are out there?

DEAN: I don’t know.

SAM: However many they are, they could be possessing anyone. Anyone could just walk right in.

DEAN: It's kind of wild, right? I mean it’s like they’re coming for us. They’ve never done that before. (DEAN smiles) It’s like we got a contract on us. Think it’s because we’re so awesome? I think it’s ‘cause we’re so awesome. (He smiles again, but stops smiling after SAM looks at him, unamused)

MELVIN comes in and unlocks their cell.

DEAN: Well, howdy, there, sheriff.

DEAN and SAM stand up while MELVIN opens the cell door.

SAM: Uh, sheriff?

MELVIN: It’s time to go, boys.

DEAN and SAM step back as MELVIN comes into the cell.

DEAN: Uh… you know what? We’re just comfy right here. But thank you.

HENRIKSEN appears at the door of the cell.

HENRIKSEN: What do you think you’re doing?

MELVIN: We’re not just gonna sit around here and wait to die. We’re gonna make a run for it.

HENRIKSEN: It’s safer here.

MELVIN: There’s a SWAT facility in boulder.

HENRIKSEN: (Comes inside the cell) We’re not going anywhere.

MELVIN: The hell we’re not.

HENRIKSEN shots MELVIN in the head. DEAN and SAM grapple with HENRIKSEN and SAM pushes HENRIKSEN’s head into the toilet and begins an exorcism. PHIL runs around the corner with his rifle. DEAN points HENRIKSEN’s gun at him.

DEAN: Stay back!

HENRIKSEN lifts his head up out of the water. His face is burning and he yells. SAM shoves him back into the toilet bowl, in which NANCY’s rosary is floating. SAM continues the exorcism. NANCY comes around the corner.

DEAN: (to SAM) Hurry up!

HENRIKSEN lifts his head again. His eyes are black.

HENRIKSEN: It’s too late. I already called them. They’re already coming.

SAM shoves him back into the water and finishes the exorcism. HENRIKSEN screams as black smoke shoots out of his mouth and up to the air vent in the ceiling.

HENRIKSEN falls to the floor as SAM breathes heavily.

NANCY: Is he… is he dead?

HENRIKSEN regains consciousness and coughs.

SAM: Henriksen! Hey. Is that you in there?

HENRIKSEN gets up and sits on the bed.

HENRIKSEN: I… I shot the sheriff.

DEAN: (smiles after a pause) But you didn't shoot the deputy.

SAM stares at DEAN in disbelief.

HENRIKSEN: Five minutes ago, I was fine, and then…

DEAN: Let me guess. Some nasty black smoke jammed itself down your throat?

SAM: You were possessed.

HENRIKSEN: Possessed like… possessed.

SAM: That’s what it feels like. Now you know.

DEAN: I owe the biggest “I told you so” ever. (He gives HENRIKSEN back his gun.)

HENRIKSEN: Officer Amici. (Stands up and addresses PHIL) Keys...

PHIL gives HENRIKSEN the keys. SAM and DEAN’s chains fall to the floor.

HENRIKSSEN: All right, so how do we survive?

NIGHT – OFFICE: SAM draws a devil’s trap on the floor with spray paint. DEAN looks at the floor plans to the police station, on which two devil’s traps are drawn, while NANCY takes care of his wound. PHIL and HENRIKSEN prepare guns.

DEAN: Well, that’s nice. It’s not gonna do much good.

PHIL: We got an arsenal here.

DEAN: You don’t poke a bear with BB gun. That’s just gonna make them mad.

HENRIKSEN: What do you need?

DEAN: Salt. Lots and lots of salt.

PHIL: Salt?

DEAN: What, is there an echo in here?

NANCY: There’s a road salt in the storeroom.

DEAN: Perfect. Perfect. We need salt at every window and every door.


DEAN: How you holdin’ up, Nancy?

NANCY: Okay. (pause) When I was little, I would come home from the church and start to talk about the devil. My parents would tell me to stop being so literal. I guess I showed them, huh? (Adds a last piece of tape to DEAN’s bandage) That should hold.

DEAN: Thank you.

NANCY: Sure.

PHIL comes in with bags of salt.

DEAN: Hey, where's my car?

PHIL: Impound lot out back.

DEAN: Okay.

PHIL: Wait. (DEAN looks at him) You’re not going out there?

DEAN: Yeah, I got to get something out of my trunk.

NIGHT – IMPOUND LOT: DEAN opens the gate to the impound lot, then the trunk of the Impala. He starts putting things into a bag. The lights at a gas station flicker and thick black smoke interspersed with blue lightening races past. The lights in the impound lot flicker and crackle. DEAN grabs some dreamcatcher-like amulets and turns to see the black smoke and blue and pink light coming towards him. He runs back inside as the smoke comes closer.


CUT TO: INSIDE OFFICE: The others are drawing symbols and covers the window with salt, DEAN rushes inside the office to warn them.

DEAN: They’re coming! Hurry.

NANCY runs back to the main room where HENRIKSEN and the others are waiting. From outside, we can see the demons spread into smokes and trying to break-in. But since the salt protect the entrances, no demons can get in.

SAM: Everybody okay?

HENRIKSEN: Define “okay”.

DEAN: All right, everybody needs to put these on. (Gives each of them protection necklace) They’ll keep you from being possessed.

NANCY: What about you and Sam?

DEAN and SAM show their protection symbol tattoo on their left upper chest.

HENRIKSEN: Smart. How long you had those?

SAM: Not long enough.

Time is passing through; HENRIKSEN is looking at MELVIN’s table name, while DEAN’s paying attention on him. NANCY is organizing some files when she sees bunch of people outside.

NANCY: Hey, that’s Jenna Rubner.

SAM: (Checkin on JENNA) that’s not Jenna anymore.

NANCY: That’s where all that black demon smoke went?

SAM: looks like.

CUT TO: PHIL is in the other room; he grabs a chair and stands on it. He wipes the window and is checking outside. When he leaves, the salt lines is parted.


BACK TO: MAIN OFFICE: HENRIKSEN still in the same room with DEAN.

HENRIKSEN: Shotgun shells full of salt.

DEAN: (Fills his shotgun) Whatever works.

HENRIKSEN: Fighting off monsters with condiments. So turns out demons are real.

DEAN: FYI, ghosts are real too. So werewolves, vampires, changelings, evil clowns that eat people.

HENRIKSEN: Okay then.

DEAN: If it makes you feel better, bigfoot’s a hoax.

HENRIKSEN: (looks at DEAN who gives him a bright smile) It doesn’t. (it’s a few second silent and then starts again) So, how many demons?

DEAN: Total? (Paused) No clue. A lot.

HENRIKSEN: you know what my job is?

DEAN: You mean beside locking up the good guys? (Walk to him) I have no idea?

HENRIKSEN: My job is boring, it’s frustrating. You work three years for one break, and then maybe you can save few people. Maybe. That’s the payoff. I’ve been busting my ass for 15 years to nail a handful of guys and all this while, there’s something in the corner so big. So yeah… sign me up for that big, frosty mug of wasting my damn life.

DEAN: You didn't know.

HENRIKSEN: Now I do. (Silent) What’s out there? Can you guys beat it? Can you win?

DEAN: Honestly, I think the worlds gonna end bloody. But it doesn’t me we shouldn’t fight. We do have choices. I choose to go down swingin’

HENRIKSEN: Plus you got nothing to go home to but you brother.

DEAN: Yeah. (nods) What about you? You rockin’ the white picket fence?

HENRIKSEN: MMmm mm, empty apartment string of angry ex-wives. I’m right where you are. (chuckles)

DEAN: Imagine that.

Suddenly DEAN and HENRIKSEN hear crash, they run to the sounds which bring them to the place where PHIL’s checkin outside.

HENRIKSEN: (points his gun) How do we kill her?

SAM: We don’t.

HENRIKSEN: She’s a demon.

SAM: She’s here to help us. (Lower HENRIKSEN’s gun)

PHIL: Are you kidding?

RUBY is breathing heavily, while SAM comes forward.

RUBY: Are you gonna let me out?

SAM scratches the sprayed symbols with his knife so RUBY can get in.

RUBY: And they say chivalry’s dead. (No one respond her) Does anyone have a breath mint? Some guts splattered in my mouth while I was killing my way in here.

The others stay silent and looks afraid, confused, and disbelief in the same time, but then they follow RUBY inside. SAM stays for awhile to covers the salt back in line.


DEAN: How many are out there?

RUBY: 30, at least. That’s so far.

DEAN: Oh, good. 30. 30 hit men all gunning for us. Who sent them?

RUBY’s confused and looks at SAM who’s just joined them.

RUBY: You didn’t tell Dean?

DEAN looks at SAM, confused.

RUBY: Ooh, I’m surprised.

DEAN: Tell me what?

RUBY: There’s a big new up and corner. Real pied piper.

DEAN: Who is he?

RUBY: Not he. Her. Her name is Lilith.

DEAN: Lilith?

RUBY: And she really, really wants Sam’s intestines on a stick. ‘Cause she sees him as a competition.

DEAN: You knew about this? (SAM doesn’t answer) Well, gee, Sam. Is there anything else I should know?! (SAM is still not answering)

RUBY: How about the two of you talk about this later? We’ll need the colt. (RUBY looks at SAM, he doesn’t look her back, so RUBY moves to DEAN who also doesn’t answer her. Ruby realizes something’s going on) Where’s the colt?

SAM: It got stolen.

RUBY: I’m sorry. I must have blood in my ear. I thought I just heard you say that you were stupid enough to let the cot get grabbed out of your thick, clumsy, idiotic hands. (DEAN feels RUBY says what he really want) Fantastic. This is just peachy…

SAM: Ruby…

RUBY: Shut up. (She raises her hand and everybody looks lost now) Fine. Since I don’t see that there’s no other any option. There’s one other way I know how to get you out of here alive.

DEAN: What’s that?

RUBY: I know a spell. It’ll vaporize every demon in a one-mile radius. My self included. So, you let the colt out of your sight and now I have to die. So next time, be more careful. How’s that for a dying wish? (No body answer RUBY and just concern about her)

DEAN: Okay, what do we need to do?

RUBY: Aww… you can’t do anything. This spell is very specific. It calls for a person of virtue.

Everyone is looking at each other.

DEAN: (Nods) I got virtue.

RUBY: (Chuckles) Nice try. You’re not a virgin.

DEAN: (Laughs nervously and looks around) Nobody’s a virgin.

RUBY stares at DEAN, she kind of dares him and then she stares at NANCY. DEAN looks at NANCY who feel uncomfortable and avoiding the eye contact. SAM looks at NANCY, while DEAN very surprised.

DEAN: No. No way. You’re kidding me. You’re…

NANCY: What? It’s a choice, okay?

DEAN: So, y-you’ve never… (NANCY stays quiet) Not even once? I mean not even (pauses and amazed) Wow…

NANCY: So, this spell…, what can I do?

RUBY: You can hold still while I cut your heart out of your chest.

NANCY: What?

DEAN: What? Are you crazy?

RUBY: I’m offering a solution.

DEAN: You’re offering to kill somebody.

RUBY: And what do you think’s gonna happen to this girl when the demons get in?

HENRIKSEN: We’re gonna protect her. That’s what.

RUBY: Very noble.

NANCY: Excuse me.

RUBY: You’re all gonna die. Look. This is the only way.

DEAN: yeah, yeah. There’s no way that you’re gonna—

NANCY: Would everybody please shut up?! (DEAN and RUBY stop arguing and look at NANCY) All the people out there… will it save them?

RUBY: It’ll blow the demons out of their bodies. So if their bodies are okay… yeah.

NANCY: (Shares look with RUBY and she nods) I’ll do it.


DEAN: No, no. You don’t need to do this.

NANCY: All my friends are out there.

HENRIKSEN: We do not sacrifice people. We do that, we’re no better than them.

RUBY: We don’t have a choice.

DEAN: Yeah, well, your choice is not a choice.

RUBY: Sam, you know I’m right.

RUBY looks at SAM, wish for back up while DEAN also looks at SAM, at first he believes SAM’s gonna agree with him, but then SAM’s silent makes him hesitate.

DEAN: Sam? What the hell is going on? Sam, tell her.

NANCY: It’s my decision.

RUBY: Damn straight, cherry pie.

DEAN: Stop! Stop! Nobody kill any virgins. (They all look hesitate) Sam, I need to talk to you.

DEAN takes SAM to another place, while the others are waiting for them.

DEAN: Sam, please tell me you’re not considering this. We’re talking about holding down a girl and cutting out her heart.

SAM: And we’re also talking about 30 people out there, Dean. Innocent people who are all gonna die, along with everyone in here.

DEAN: It doesn’t mean that we throw away the rule book and stop acting like humans. (SAM doesn’t answer) I’m not gonna let you that demon kill some nice, sweet, innocent girl, who hasn’t even been laid. I mean, look, if that’s how you win wars, then I don’t want to win.

SAM: Then what? What do we do, Dean?

DEAN: (can’t answer. He thinks for a moment and then get back to Sam) I got a plan. I’m not saying it's a good one. I’m not even saying that it’ll work. But it sure as hell beats killing a virgin.

SAM: Okay, so, what’s the plan?

DEAN: Open the doors, let them all in and fight.



DEAN: Get the equipment to work?

SAM: Yeah.


SAM: So this is insane.

RUBY: You win “understatement of the year.”

DEAN: Look, I get it, you think—

RUBY: I don’t think… I know. It’s not gonna work. (Stands up and ready to leave) So long, boys.

SAM: So, you’re just gonna leave?

RUBY: Hey. I was gonna kill myself to help you win. I’m not gonna stand here and watch you lose. (Get closer to SAM) And I’m disappointed because I tried. I really did, but clearly I bet on the wrong horse. (SAM can’t answer and feel guilty) Do you mind letting me out?

CUT TO: FRONT DOOR, The seals been broken and RUBY walks free outside where the demons are waiting. She holds her knife.

RUBY: I’m leaving. Who wants to stop me?

All the demons give RUBY her way and one of the demon, who possessed JENNA’s body smile cruelly at RUBY.

BACK: INSIDE OFFICE, SAM, DEAN, and HENRIKSEN ready in their positions.

DEAN: All ready?

SAM: Yeah!

DEAN: Let’s do this.

DEAN scattered the salt’s line with his feet and follow by the others. At fist, no one is coming but then suddenly the demons run inside one by one. The demons start to attack at them and the fight has begun. DEAN, SAM, and HENRIKSEN have a big fight with the demon. One of the demon manage to pin HENRIKSEN to the wall. HENRIKSEN reaches something from his pocket.

HENRIKSEN: God, I hope this works.

HENRIKSEN opens the bottle and start to splash holly water to the demon. Then he runs back inside, meet with DEAN.

DEAN: Go! Go! Go!

Clearly, more demons are coming and troubled them.

OUTSIDE: NANCY and PHIL are spying on them.

NANCY: When this is over, I’m gonna have so much sex. (PHIL looks at NANCY and she answers in a hurry) But not with you. We better move.

BACK at OFFICE: DEAN, SAM, and HENRIKSEN still struggle with the demon while OUTSIDE: NANCY and PHIL brings a bag of salt and close the door, covers it with salt. INSIDE: SAM and DEAN splash them holly water and when it’s empty, the demon stop attacking. They look satisfied and realize that the boys have nothing left. JENNA DEMON walks toward them and lift her hand, which makes the Winchesters fly out against the wall.

SAM and DEAN look at each other.

DEAN: Henriksen, now!

CUT TO: AUDIO room, HENRIKSEN struggles from the demon as he tries to play the tape. He manages to turn it on and SAM’s voice exorcising comes from the speaker all over the office. The demons start to covers their ears. OUTSIDE: NANCY isn’t finishing from covering the door with salt when one demon manages to get away. NANCY screams and the demon looks at her with his blacken eye. He wants to kill her but flea instead, leaving NANCY and PHIL alone. PHIL grabs the bag from NANCY and covers the door with salt again.

SAM (from recording) Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus, omnis satanica potestas, omnis incursio infernalis adversarii,

JENNA reaches up to cover her ears. As the exorcism continues to air over the loudspeakers, outside, NANCY is leaning over to put another salt line across a doorway when it slams open. A demons runs out and turns on them, NANCY screams and the demon moves toward her. Then the demon pauses and runs away, AMICI comes up and finishes the line of salt across the door, and they move away. DEAN and SAM are still pinned to the wall, but the demons are screaming and begin to try to run out of the station, but the salt lines keep them in.

SAM (from recording) Omnis legio, omnis congregatio et secta diabolica, ergo, draco maledicte et omnis legio diabolica, adjuramus te, cessa decipere humanas creaturas, eisque æternæ perditionìs venenum propinare vade, satana, inventor et magister omnis fallaciæ, hostis humanæ salutis, humiliare sub potenti manu dei, contremisce et effuge, invocato a nobis sancto et terribili nomini quem inferi tremunt ab insidiis diaboli, libera nos, domine. exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus, omnis satanica potestas, omnis incursio infernalis adversarii,

SAM (from recording) Omnis legio, omnis congregatio et secta diabolica ergo, draco maledicte et omnis legio diabolica, adjuramus te cessa decipere humanas creaturas, eisque æternæ perditionìs venenum propinare ut ecclesiam tuam secura tibi facias libertate servire, te rogamus, audi nos.

BACK AT THE OFFICE: All the demons start screaming in pain. Some of them are trying to escape but the door was locked with salt. As the exorcising finish, all the demon smokes and blast up. SAM and DEAN get down from the wall, HENRIKSEN meets them and they all relieved. The lights back on and everything back to normal. Then when all the people who get exorcise start behaving normal and help each other cleaning the office.

HENRIKSEN: I better call in. Hell of a story. I won’t be telling

SAM: So what are you gonna tell them?

HENRIKSEN: The least ridiculous lie I can come up with in the next five minutes.

DEAN: Good luck with that. Not to pressure you or anything, but what are you planning to do about us?

HENRIKSEN: I’m gonna kill you. (DEAN surprises to hear his answer) Sam and Dean Winchester were in the chopper when it caught on fire. Nothing left. Can’t even identify them with dental records. (The boy relief) Rest in peace guys.

DEAN smiles, while SAM nods. HENRIKSEN shakes their hand and wish a goodbye.

HENRIKSEN: Now get out of here.

SAM: Yeah…

SAM and DEAN walk out, leaving HENRIKSEN who makes the call and the others. After a few hours, a mother walks in with a little girl and the little girl comes up to NANCY who almost finish cleaning.

LITTLE GIRL: Excuse me. I’m looking for two boys. They’re brothers. One’s really tall and one’s really cute.

HENRIKSEN who notices the girl is listening to her, while NANCY laughs.

NANCY: What’s your name, sweetie?

LITTLE GIRL: Lilith (Her eyes then gone all white)

PHIL and NANCY realize that the LITTLE GIRL is LILITH THE DEMON. HENRIKSEN tries to react but it’s too late. LILITH raises her hand and white lights fill the entire office. The three of them scream.

NEXT DAY: MOTEL, SAM is resting when the doors bell ring. He wakes up and DEAN opens the door. It’s RUBY.

RUBY: (Walks to SAM) Turn on the news.

SAM turns on the news and there’s this local news that’s airing.

WOMAN V.O: From the tragedy that happened just a few hours ago, authorities believe a gas main ruptured causing the massive explosion that ripped apart the police station and claimed the lives of everyone inside.

DEAN and SAM sit and watch the news carefully.

WOMAN V.O: Among the deceased, at least six police officers and staff, including sheriff Melvin Dodd, deputy Phil Amici, and secretary Nancy Fitzgerald…

The news shows their pictures while DEAN looks guilty and sad.

WOMAN V.O: As well as three FBI agents, identified as Steven Groves, Calvin Reidy, and Victor Henriksen. Two fugitives in custody were also killed.

DEAN looks even more frustrated with the news, while SAM looks at his brother and then the angry RUBY.

WOMAN V.O: We’ll continue to follow the story here at the scene, but for now, back to you, Jim.

RUBY turns off the television and she looks at the boys with the “i-told-you-do” look.

SAM: Must have happened right after we left.

RUBY: Considering the size of the blast, smart money’s on Lilith. (RUBY tosses hex bags to DEAN and SAM)

DEAN: What’s in these?

RUBY: Something that’ll protect you. Throw Lilith off your trail… for the time being, at least.

SAM: Thanks.

RUBY: Don’t thank me. Lilith killed everyone. She slaughtered your precious little virgin, plus a half a dozen other people. So after your big speech about humanity and war, turns out your plan was the one with the body count. (SAM and DEAN stay in silence) Do you know how to run a battle? You strike fast and you don’t leave any survivors. So no one can go running to tell the boss. So next time… we go with my plan.

RUBY leaves the place, leaving the brothers with guilt. DEAN looks at SAM.