9.04 Slumber Party (transcript)
Written by: Robbie Thompson
Directed by: Robert Singer
Air Date: October 29, 2013TEASER
A KEY is taken from a box inscribed with the AQUARIAN STAR. A door is opened nd too men enter an underground BUNKER. They each have a briefcase handcuffed to their wrist. They each uncuffe the cases and take from each a vacuum tube which they insert into a panel and then press some buttons.
JAMES: Protocol's complete. (holds out hand) James Haggerty.
PETERS: Peter Jenkins. (shakes James hand) Did we do everything right? (looks around the darkened room). Shouldn't...
Electricity hums and lights come on.
JAMES: Took three years to build this dump?
PETER: Dump? Dump? Are you kidding? Do you realize where we are? This -- this dump is the last true beacon of light in a world gone topsy-turvy. This dump is the epicenter of -- of the ultimate chess match between good and evil.
SIX MONTHS LATER JAMES and PETER are playing chess
PETER: What a dump. You know, when I got this assignment, I thought there'd be, I don't know, excitement, adventure.
JAMES: There's nothing worse than adventure, my boy. Trust me.
Telephone rings
JAMES: Extension 765. Yes. No. That's not the password. There's protocol here, young lady. We'll be waiting.
JAMES: We have a guest -- damn hunter. Frank's kid.
PETER: Really? Wow. What he did for her -- t-that was really something.
JAMES: He was something, all right.
The door opens and a WOMAN enters dragging a sack. Something is wriggling inside it.
PETER: Holy buckets. It's really you.
DOROTHY: That's right, rookie. It's really me -- Dorothy. Now, which one of you geniuses is gonna help me kill the wicked witch?
ACT ONE
SAM enters the room where CROWLEY is chained to a chair.
CROWLEY: Hello, Moose.
SAM places a crayon and a piece of paper on the table.
CROWLEY: You want more demon names. I want a room with a view.
SAM turns and walks out.
CROWLEY: We can discuss this. I'd settle for stretching my legs.
CROWLEY: Bollocks.
INT. MAIN ROOM OF BUNKER SAM is working on files on the map table. DEAN enters from outside. DEAN: Hey.
SAM: How'd it go with Kevin?
DEAN: Oh, that little nerd is in a lovely warded hotel room in Branson. He's got about 48 hours of pay-per-porn and Kenny Rogers ahead of him.
SAM: How's he feeling?
DEAN: Well, he stared at the Angel tablet and repeated the word "falafeL" for the entire ride. Kid's cracked. I'm hoping this break will, uh, clear his head. You know, after everything that happened, I figured we could use a little break ourselves, so I, uh, picked you up season one "Game of Thrones." Figured we'd get a little takeout. All right?
SAM: Well, first, I think I might have found a way to help Cass.
DEAN: Did you talk to him?
SAM: No. And, by the way, I still don't understand why he left in the first place. I mean, the bunker is the safest place for him . Bartholomew and -- and who knows how many other angels are out there, gunning for them.
DEAN: Hey, look, nobody wants him here more than I do, okay? But, uh, he felt like he'd bring trouble down on us, so he had to split. But if you got a way to help him, I'm all ears.
SAM: All right. So, Kevin said the table lit up like a Christmas tree when the angels fell, right?
DEAM: So?
SAM: So it turns out each light was where a cluster of angels fell. So I'm thinking maybe there's some way to hot-wire this make it track angels. That way, we could help Cass steer clear of danger.
DEAN: This was...your idea?
SAM: Do you see anybody else in here?
DEAN: So, how would it work?
SAM: Oh, no idea.
DEAN: See, at first, I thought the table was the computer, but it's not. It turns out it's just part of it. But I did find these cables underneath, and I followed them. You're never gonna believe what I found.
