6.17 My Heart Will Go On (Transcript)
Written by: Eric Charmelo and Nicole Snyder
Directed by: Philip Sgriccia
Air Date: 15 April 2011THEN
The Impala swerves to a stop.
From 2.02 Everybody Loves a Clown,
(Ellen and Jo have guns on Sam and Dean.)
ELLEN: I think these are John Winchester's boys. Hey, I'm Ellen. That's my daughter Jo.
From 5.02 Good God Y'All,
(Ellen slaps Dean)
DEAN: Ow.
ELLEN: The can of whoop-ass I ought to open on you. You better put me on speed dial, kid.
DEAN: Yes, ma'am.
From 5.10 Abandon All Hope,
JO: Those are hellhounds out there, Dean. We let the dogs in, you guys hit the roof, make a break for the building next over. I can wait here with my finger on the button. If I can get us a shot on the devil, we have to take it.
ELLEN: I will not leave you here alone.
(Ellen pushes the button, blowing up the building she and Jo are in.)
From 6.03 The Third Man,
CASTIEL: It's Civil War up there. If we can beat Raphael, we can end this.
BALTHAZAR: You did more than rebel, you tore up the whole script and burned the pages for all of us. Do you have any idea what souls are worth, what power they hold?
From 6.04 Weekend At Bobby's,
AGENT ADAMS: Have you seen this man? Rufus Turner.
BOBBY: No, never seen that dick.
BOBBY: I ain't asking for no help.
RUFUS: I'm not asking for your permission.
From 6.16 ...And Then There Were None,
RUFUS: Just like old times.
BOBBY: Long as I get to drive. (Rufus laughs)
SAM: What are you?
KHAN WORM possessing BOBBY: Eve cooked me up herself. The mother of all of us. She has a message for you. (Possessed Bobby stabs Rufus, killing him.)
SAM: Bobby!
(Khan Worm falls out of Bobby's ear, dead.)
(In cemetery, after burying Rufus)
BOBBY: It's my fault. (Bobby takes a sip of Rufus's favourite drink, Johnny Walker Blue)
TEASER
INT. GARAGE
Chester, Pennsylvania
(A man is in his garage, he props up the door with a plank. He works on a bent piece of metal.)
MAN: Piece of crap.
(He goes to grab his beer which isn't where he left it. As he takes it off the table behind him, he knocks over a glass of nails.)
MAN: Oh, damn it.
(He gets a broom to sweep up the nails and unknowingly knocks over a skateboard. He then slips on the skateboard, almost impales himself on a pair of garden shears, and accidentally knocks over a bucket of golf balls. He slips on one and falls, landing with his head directly underneath the garage door. A stray golf ball bounces onto a mouse trap, which goes off and causes the golf ball to fly towards the plank propping up the garage door. The plank falls and the garage door comes down on the man's neck, decapitating him.)
ACT I
INT. BOBBY'S HOUSE
(Bobby sits at his desk drinking. Sam and Dean watch him from the door to the kitchen.)
SAM (whispers) Say something.
DEAN (whispers) No. You.
SAM (whispers) No. You.
(They play rock-paper-scissors. Sam picks paper, Dean picks scissors. Sam looks stunned.)
SAM Uh...
BOBBY You two just gonna stand there like the ugly girl at the prom, or you gonna pitch in? This so-called Eve, mother of whatever ain't gonna gank herself. What's wrong with you two?
DEAN Bobby, you haven't slept in days.
BOBBY I sleep. What are you, my wife now?
DEAN I'm just saying that, you know,taking five might be a good thing.
BOBBY For whom?
SAM Look, Bobby, it was -- it was tough for all of us, seeing Rufus go like that.
BOBBY You think this -- this ain't about Rufus.
DEAN Bobby, he wasn't just a poker buddy.
BOBBY You know when I knew Rufus was done for? The day I met him. The only question was, who first -- him or me? Now, you want to stand there and therapize, or you want to get me some coffee? (Sam & Dean exchange a look) Make it Irish.
DEAN Well, he's doing fantastic.
SAM Yeah. This isn't about Rufus at all.
DEAN Well, what do you want to do? I mean, we can't just sit here and watch him poop out his liver.
SAM Well, we could get him out of the house. There's a job.
DEAN Really? What do you got?
SAM (pulls paper out of his jacket pocket) Look.Chester, Pennsylvania. Three people got kicked off in the last week, all freaky. Last guy got karate-chopped by his garage door. And these are all blood relatives.
DEAN What are you thinking, family curse?
SAM Could be.
DEAN Hey, grumpy --(Dean yells to Bobby, who has walked up behind them) You, uh --
BOBBY I don't want to do crap. Leave me alone. Just...Get out of my house, both of you. You're driving me nuts.
DEAN Bobby.
BOBBY Now! For the love of Pete.
EXT. BOBBY'S SCRAPYARD
(the boys get in their car, which is not the impala- it's a mustang with stripes)
SAM You know, maybe we should wait till she gets back.
DEAN Dude, she just called from the road, said she'd be here in "two shakes." You really want to sit around and smell him stew in his juices?
SAM Yeah, yeah. Drive.
INT. BOBBY'S KITCHEN
(Bobby pours himself another drink, and finds a shotgun moving his hand away from the glass.)
BOBBY What the...
ELLEN Tell me you haven't been drinking this whole time.
BOBBY You're worse than the boys. I'm working.
ELLEN My God. I'm gone a week, and this place goes completely to hell. What is wrong with you, Bobby Singer?
BOBBY Get a pen. It's a long list.
ELLEN You smell like a bar, you know that?
BOBBY You don't exactly smell like a rose yourself.
ELLEN Huh. Yeah, I've been hunting with Jo. What's your excuse?
BOBBY If I need one, I got a good one.
ELLEN I know. And I'm so sorry. He meant a lot to me, too. Go wash up. I'll fix us something.
BOBBY Anybody ever tell you you're a pain in the ass?
ELLEN (kisses Bobby on the cheek) That's why you married me. Go.
BOBBY Don't tell me what to do, Ellen.
INT. GARAGE (Dean and Sam investigate the scene)
DEAN Not a bleep.
SAM Well, not a vengeful spirit, then. So what is it? (Sam finds a golden thread on the floor) Huh.
DEAN Whatcha got? What is that, Christmas tinsel?
SAM I don't know. (Sam rubs the thread against a flower pot, it leaves a gold streak) It's gold.
DEAN You mean, like, gold gold?
SAM Why would a handyman have gold just lying around in his garage?
DEAN I don't know. There is definitely a skeleton in this family's closet. I mean, accidents don't just happen accidentally. (Sam gives Dean a look) You know what I mean.
SAM All right. How about I'll go check family records, you go with next of kin?
DEAN Yeah.
INT. RUSSO'S OFFICE
RUSSO (on the phone) On the courthouse steps -- for the deposition. No, I told you, 3:00 p.m. No, my usual fees. I got to go, ma. (Russo hangs up the phone and turns to Dean) I'm sorry. Uh, what department?
DEAN Genealogy.From the university. W-w-we're doing a study on local families, and, well, the Russos are a big one --
RUSSO Yeah, you know what? I got to tell you, I am extremely busy right now, so--
DEAN Yeah, I-I'm sure you've had a rough week. I, uh, read about the recent tragedies. Your cousins, right?
RUSSO Yeah. It's a shame. But I'm not that close with my family, so, uh -- is this gonna take long?
DEAN No. Five minutes. Five minutes. Uh, can you -- can you tell me anything noteworthy about the Russos?
RUSSO Noteworthy? No. I mean, not exactly -- average, you know, big, from Italy.
DEAN I see. Uh, was anyone ever killed or maimed in a war or...you know, some other violent thing?
RUSSO What do you mean?
DEAN Like something so dark that it would sully future generations.
RUSSO Uh... No.
DEAN Good. Good stuff. Anyone own a slave?
RUSSO What?
DEAN Routine question. Any ties to the Nazi Party?
RUSSO Excuse me?
DEAN Did grandma ever piss off a gypsy?
RUSSO Okay, you know what? I don't know what kind of study you're doing, but it's over right now, so, if you don't mind --
DEAN Okay, I-I'll just cut to the chase here. Um, your life is in danger.
RUSSO What? What is that, a-a threat? Are you threatening me?!
DEAN No, no, no. No, no. I'm not threatening you. I'm just simply saying that...if you don't watch your back, you're gonna die.
RUSSO Get the hell out of my office.
DEAN Okay.
RUSSO Now!
EXT. STREET
SAM (on the phone) Hey.
DEAN (on the phone) Sam.
SAM Find anything?
DEAN One ass-hat in a shiny suit. You?
SAM Not much. Great grandparents born in Calabria. Emigrated 1912. Been here ever since.
DEAN What, no severed horse head?
SAM Ha. Four generations of picket fence.
DEAN If these people are the Waltons, then why the hell are they dying?
INT. OFFICE
WOMAN (on the phone) Well, how about Cuba? It's beautiful this time of year. And the new Trump Casino -- amazing. Don't worry about the kids. There's a wave pool. Oh! Sure, yeah!
(time stops and Atropos walks in, takes a set of keys fom the woman's purse and drops them under her copier)
WOMAN Look, if you like cigars, Cher, or the circus, it's all about Havana. Yes, I've seen the Shatner ads. But you know what they don't have? Personal touch. Okay, then. I'll e-mail you some details. You too.
(She looks in her purse, then spots her keys under the copier. She reaches for them and knocks over flowers which spill water on the copier short-circuiting it. Her silk scarf gets caught in the copier feed mechanism and she is strangled.)
WOMAN Aah!