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!
ACT II
INT. OFFICE-NIGHT
DEAN Anne Witting. We sure she's not a Russo, a second cousin twice removed or something?
SAM No, I checked the records twice. She's not related.
DEAN Oh, if this isn't a family curse, then what the hell is it?
SAM You got me. I got nothing.
DEAN (spots a golden thread on the floor) Hold on. Not nothing.
INT. MOTEL ROOM -NIGHT
DEAN (on the phone) So, we found another piece of this, I don't know, shiny string.
ELLEN (on the phone) I was afraid of that.
DEAN Why? What's up?
ELLEN Oh, these so-called accidents -- we're seeing 'em nationwide. About 75 so far. I got Jo and her crew working on a cluster in California. (Ellen sees Bobby with beer and takes it from him)
BOBBY Hey. Hey. Hey.
DEAN Blood relatives?
ELLEN Some yeah, some no. She's got about what you do -- pile of bodies and a whole bunch of gold thread.
DEAN So what's it mean?
ELLEN I don't know. I got Bobby working on it right now.
DEAN How's he doing, by the way?
ELLEN Oh, don't worry. I'm kicking his ass back to health and happiness.
BOBBY Who asked you to? To hell with you.
DEAN I heard that.
ELLEN He'll be okay.
DEAN Are you okay?
ELLEN Oh, honey, you're sweet. You know me. I just worry about you boys.
DEAN Yeah, well...All right, so, all these corpses -- anything relate 'em?
ELLEN Well, actually, I did dig up one thing. I just don't know what to make of it.
DEAN Hit me.
ELLEN Well, it's a weird one, and it was buried pretty deep, but Bobby and me were combing through the family trees on all the victims, and we started seeing, well, the families all came over to America the same year.
DEAN Hm.
ELLEN Yeah. 1912. But here's the real weird part -- they all came over on the same boat.
DEAN Really?
ELLEN Yep.
DEAN All right, so what's so special about the boat?
ELLEN Nothing. It was a boat. It did what boats do.
DEAN What was it called?
ELLEN The Titanic. You ever hear of it?
DEAN No.
ELLEN Yeah, me neither. I'll keep digging.
DEAN All right.
(Dean hangs up)
DEAN Does the name Titanic ring a bell?
SAM Titanic? No.
(Sam researches)
SAM (quoting A website) The RMS Titanic was the largest passenger steamship in the world when it made its maiden voyage across the North Atlantic in 1912.
DEAN So what's the big friggin' deal? It's a ship. It sailed.
SAM Yeah, I don't know. Um...Oh, looks like there was a close call. Ship almost hit an iceberg.
DEAN Almost? So?
SAM So, uh, looks like the first mate spotted it just in time.
DEAN Good for him. There anything else?
SAM Wait a second.
DEAN What?
SAM Uh, this first mate -- Mr. I.P. Freeley.
DEAN Well, that's not suspicious. You got a picture of old Freeley?
SAM Oh, you got to be kidding me. (the photograph is of Balthazar)
DEAN Let's see. Balthazar.
(Dean and Sam summon Balthazar)
BALTHAZAR Boys, boys, boys. Whatever can I do for you?
DEAN We need to talk.
BALTHAZAR Oh, you seem upset, Dean.
DEAN The hell with the boat, Balthazar.
BALTHAZAR What boat?
SAM The Titanic.
BALTHAZAR Oh! Yeah. The Titanic. Yes, well, uh, it was meant to sink, and I saved it.
SAM What?
BALTHAZAR It was meant to bash into this iceberg thing and plunge into the brinydeep with all this hoopla, and I saved it. Anything else I can answer for you?
SAM Why?
BALTHAZAR Why what?
DEAN Why did you un-sink the ship?
BALTHAZAR Oh, because I hated the movie.
DEAN What movie?
BALTHAZAR Exactly.
SAM Wait, so you saved a cruise liner because...
BALTHAZAR Because that God-awful Celine Dion song made me want to smite myself.
SAM Who's Celine Dion?
BALTHAZAR Oh, she's a destitute lounge singer somewhere in Quebec, and let's keep it that way,please.
SAM Okay, I didn't think that was possible. I thought you couldn't change history.
BALTHAZAR Oh, haven't you noticed? There's no more rules, boys.
SAM Wow. The nerve on you. So you just, what, un-sunk a giant boat?
BALTHAZAR Oh, come on. I saved people. I thought you loved that kind of thing.
SAM Yeah, but now those people and their kids and their kids' kids -- they must have interacted with so many other people, changed so much crap, you totally Butterfly-Effected history!
DEAN Dude. Dude. Rule one, no Kutcher references.
BALTHAZAR Ah, yes. Unfortunately, there's still an Ashton Kutcher. And you still averted the Apocalypse, and there are still Archangels. It's just the small details that are different, like you don't drive an Impala. Yes, yes. "What's an Impala?" Trust me, it's not important. And, of course, Ellen and Jo are alive.
DEAN Ellen and Jo? What?
BALTHAZAR Yes, they're supposed to be dead. You see, I save a boat, one thing leads to another, which leads to another thousand things, and yada, yada, yada. To cut a long story short, they don't die in a massive explosion. Mm. Anyway, let's agree I did a good thing. One less Billy Zane movie, and I saved two of your closest friends.
SAM But now somebody is killing the descendants of the survivors.
BALTHAZAR And?
SAM And that's maybe like 50,000 people.
BALTHAZAR And?
DEAN And we need to save as many as we can, but we need to know who's after 'em.
BALTHAZAR Oh, oh, sorry. You have me confused with the other angel -- you know, the one in the dirty trenchcoat who's in love with you. I...don't care. Goodbye, boys.
DEAN Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. Son of a bitch!
INT. BOBBY'S HOUSE
BOBBY (on the phone) So, Balthazar un-sank a boat, and now we got a boatload of people who should never have been born.
SAM (on speaker phone) Yeah. Like 50,000.
BOBBY Makes sense.
SAM How does any of this make sense?
BOBBY Because I got an idea who we're up against.
DEAN What?
BOBBY Fate.
DEAN You mean...
BOBBY I mean fate, like the fates. Or one of 'em, at least.
SAM You mean like Greek mythology? Like the sisters?
BOBBY Bingo.
DEAN Nerd.
BOBBY These ladies are responsible for how you go down, literally. So if you get creamed by a garage door or crunched by a copy machine, they're the ones who hammer out the details of how you die. Spin out your fate on a piece of pure gold.
SAM Gold thread.
BOBBY And then one of 'em writes it all down in her day runner of death. High-level stuff. Anyway -- fits. Now we know what Balthazar did. It seems to me that maybe Fate is just trying to clean up the mess.
SAM So, how do we stop it?
BOBBY How do we stop fate? Good question.
DEAN Well, there's got to be a way.
BOBBY Or there ain't. I mean, this is Fate we're talking about here. You know, the easiest way would be to get that angel to re-sink the boat.
DEAN No. No way. Forget it.
BOBBY Big difference between dying awful and never being born, Dean.
DEAN We are not sinking the boat, Bobby. Okay? Don't even think about it.
BOBBY Well, okay. What's got your panties in a clench?
DEAN Nothing.
BOBBY Try that again?
DEAN It --Look, it -- it -- it doesn't even really matter, but...
BOBBY But?
DEAN Apparently, a crap-load of dominoes get tipped over if the Titanic goes down. And, bottom line... ...Ellen and Jo die.
BOBBY Okay, you two. Listen up. You make sure...Keep those Angels from sinking that boat. You understand me?
SAM Yeah.
DEAN Yes.
SAM Yeah, Bobby, of course.
(Bobby hangs up)
DEAN Oh, he's bad enough with her. Think how he'd be if she was gone.
SAM Yeah. So, what do we do? I mean, how do we save 50,000 people?
DEAN I got no freakin' clue.
SAM Yeah. We don't even know who they are.
DEAN Well, we know one.
EXT. STREET-DAY
(from inside the Mustang Dean spots Russo. )
DEAN That's him. Let's go.
(Sam and Dean exit the Mustang)
RUSSO (on the phone) Hello. Yeah. What?
DEAN Mr. Russo!
RUSSO I don't care. Send him a fruitcake.
DEAN Shawn!
RUSSO Who's the judge?
DEAN Russo!
RUSSO All right, send him a nice bottle of champagne. But nothing more than $30 --
DEAN Shawn!
RUSSO Ah, no. 20 bucks. Believe me, this guy -- he owes me a favor.
DEAN Russo, stop!
(A van nearly misses running over Russo. He falls. Sam helps him up.)
RUSSO Get off of me. (to Dean)And you -- I told you to leave me alone, didn't I?!
DEAN Look, we're just trying to help you out, okay?
RUSSO Help me?! You almost killed me, you lunatic. Give me that. (grabs his cell phone away from Dean) Unbelievable.
DEAN Russo! Hey!
RUSSO (from the middle of the street) Just be glad I'm not suing your ass! ( Russo is hit by a bus)
