Suburbia, Episode 2.07

EXT. PLEASANT HILLS PARK- AFTERNOON

The sun shines down upon a lovely neighborhood. Everything is in order. Unity in numbers, each house quaint and perfect. Suburbia. Men are mowing the lawn while their wives, wear pink sundresses and, bring their husbands fresh lemonade. No children are running around. It’s quiet. And it’s way too good to be true. Nothing is this perfect! It’s almost creepy in the Stepford wives sort of sense. Soon day turns to night and we angle onto one of these pristine houses.



INT. LANE’S HOME- BEDROOM

MARK LANE, 30 years old, is in his bedroom wearing a shirt and boxers. He puts his watch onto the nightstand, walks over to the window and looks through the curtains over towards his front lawn. STACY LANE, 29 years old, enters the room and approaches her husband.

STACY
Honey, what’s wrong?

Mark shrugs it off as he moves away from the window.

MARK
This neighborhood. Ever since we moved in- I’ve had this feeling that our neighbors have been watching us.

STACY
You’re just being paranoid.

Mark shakes his head no.

MARK
No, I’m not. And I can prove it.

Mark hurries out of the room.

STACY
Mark?! Mark what are you doing?!

Stacy looks at him, curious and then turns her attention out the window.

POV. STACY
We see Mark hurry outside and place a pink flamingo on the lawn.

EXT. LANE HOME- NIGHT

Mark looks around. Trying to catch the eye of one of the prying neighbors. Nobody is watching. He shrugs and turns to go back inside. ANGLE DOWN to see something moving through the lawn. Mark stops, looks around. Nothing. Just his imagination… CRACK!!! The light bulb on his streetlight SHATTERS and the lawn goes dark. He gulps, but decides not to investigate further. Mark enters his house.

INT. LANE HOME- FAMILY ROOM

Inside we see a large family room with a kitchen in the back and a staircase to the right. Mark walks upstairs.

INT. LANE HOME- BEDROOM

And enters the room. Stacy glances towards her husband.

STACY
So?

MARK
(surprised)
What, you didn’t see anything?

STACY
See what?

Mark hurries over towards the window and looks out.

POV. MARK
The pink flamingo is gone, but the light is still out.

MARK
God damn it!

SALLY
What?

MARK
You should have…

The lights in the house turn off.

SALLY
What’s going on?

MARK
I don’t know.

The look around terrified. Mark sighs, laughs and nods his head- of course.

MARK
Power must have gone out. Wait here, I’ll go check the circuit breaker.

Mark leaves the bedroom.

EXT. LANE HOME

He walks around to the side of the house and checks the circuit breaker. Everything seems to be working properly. We see a shadow rising out of the ground behind him. Mark notices it and gulps. He turns around, facing the screen. Pure terror is seen vividly in his eyes as he lets out a bloodcurdling SCREAM.

SUPERNATURAL: SUBURBIA

EXT. NEW YORK CITY- SKYSCRAPPERS

Night turns to day. Angle down towards police headquarters.

INT. POLICE HEADQUARTERS- KATE’S OFFICE

Kate is at her desk, talking on the phone.

KATE
No, that’s… yes, I understand. But, my men had- yes… I understand.

Kate hangs up the phone aggravated as hell. Dean knocks on the door carrying flowers. Kate looks up at him.

DEAN
Is this a bad time?

KATE
Will you marry me?!

Dean’s eyes look around, confused as hell.

DEAN
Huh?

KATE
I’m sorry, that came out wrong.

DEAN
It did?

KATE
Yeah, can you come in?

Dean shrugs and nods.

DEAN
Just passing through Katie. Can’t stay for long.

KATE
Please, just hear me out…

DEAN
I’m all ears.

KATE
I need your help.

DEAN
Shoot.

KATE
There’s a case. Undercover work is- necessary…

DEAN
What kind of case?

Kate hands Dean a brochure on Pleasant Hills Park. Dean flips through it.

DEAN
(sarcastic)
Looks… Lovely.
(beat)
Seriously Kate, what’s this about?

KATE
That neighborhood has been racking up more deaths than… than…

DEAN
Than?

KATE
I don’t know it’s just…

Kate grins. She knows how to get his attention.

KATE
It involves the supernatural.

DEAN
Oh?

Dean flips through the brochure with a new profound interest. He’s not buying it.

DEAN
Really?

Kate hands Dean the police file about the deaths. Dean grins.



DEAN
Now this is what I’m talkin’ bout. Sounds like a classic spirit to me.

KATE
So, you’re in?

Dean grins.

DEAN
Um, I don’t know… I mean…

Kate looks a Dean with a raised eyebrow that says you’ve got to be kidding me.

DEAN
I’m in. So, what’s the plan?

EXT. PLEASANT HILLS PARK- AFTERNOON (What A Wonderful World by Joey Ramone)



We see a moving truck driving through the empty street. Neighbors watch on in awe. A minivan drives behind it and pulls to the curb next to the Lane house, which now has a FOR SALE sign on the lawn. The moving truck backs onto the driveway. ANGLE DOWN to see white sneakers setting down onto the pavement. We begin to angle up revealing Dean Winchester complete with a green polo shirt and pants… a huge frown forms across his face as he looks down at his shirt.

DEAN
Man!

Sam steps out behind him, from the passenger seat in regular attire.

SAM
I don’t know man- you sure look “devil may cry.”



DEAN
Shut up.

Sam laughs. Kate walks around and stands to Dean’s side.

KATE
I don't know... I think you look cute.

Dean sighs as he looks back up to see…

POV. DEAN
Neighbors beginning to approach them from everywhere, real friendly folk. Too friendly. Welcoming baskets and everything!

DEAN
(sarcastic)
Oh gee wiz.

Sam laughs. The wives swarm around Kate, giving her the welcoming baskets while they chatter away. Sam looks to his side to see the men surrounding Dean trying to sell him on the nearby country club. Sam stands between two parties, completely alone. He sighs.

SAM
I’ll start packing.

Dean glances over towards his brother and a sighs a huge sigh of relief.

DEAN
I’ll join you.

Sam and Dean start unpacking the packages from the truck. One of the guys, MARVIN, approaches them.

MARVIN
I’ll give you guys a hand.

DEAN
Oh, thanks. That’s awfully kind of you.

MARVIN
Don’t worry about it. After all, what are good neighbors for?

Dean puts on a fake grin.

DEAN
Right.

Soon enough every guy is helping them unpack the moving truck. Sam and Dean approach the house.

DEAN
(to SAM)
Save me.

Sam laughs.

INT. LANE’S HOME- FAMILY ROOM

Dean and Sam set the packages down. Dean looks around the house.

DEAN
Woo, wee this place is huge Sammy.
(beat)
Well, huge for- us.

Sam smirks and nods. Marvin enters carrying another package.

MARVIN
Where should I put this Rob?

DEAN
Um, down?

Marvin laughs and nods as he sets the package down.

MARVIN
Great place you have here.

DEAN
Yeah? So…
(beat)
Anything you can tell me about the people who lived here before?

MARVIN
They were really friendly. You would have liked them.

Dean nods.

DEAN
I bet. What happened?

MARVIN
Excuse me?

DEAN
You know. Where are they?… Now.

MARVIN
Past away. Real tragedy.

SAM
How?

MARVIN
You know, I promised my wife that I would finish the lawn by five and if I don’t get a crackin’…

DEAN
I hear yah.

Marvin leaves in a hurry. Dean and Sam watch on… hmm…

DEAN
Think he knows something?

SAM
Oh yeah.

EXT. LANE HOME

Kate is still with the wives.

KATE
Well, I’ll see you ladies later. I have to start cooking dinner.

The wives begin to walk away. SANDRA stays, looks at Kate.

SANDRA
Welcome to the neighborhood, you’re going to absolutely love it here!

KATE
Oh, I’m sure I will.

Sandra walks away. Kate looks down towards about fifteen welcoming baskets and sighs and she starts to pick them up one by one before entering the house.

INT. LANE HOME- FAMILY ROOM

Dean looks at Kate carrying the load of welcoming baskets.

DEAN
What do you think of our neighbors?

KATE
They’re nice.

DEAN AND KATE
Too nice.

Kate nods as she sets the welcoming baskets down.

KATE
Where’s Sam?

DEAN
Around.

INT. LANE HOME- UPSTAIRS GUEST ROOM

Sam stands alone, in an empty room, looking out the window. He sighs and closes the drapes.



SAM
Jessica.

EXT. STANFORD UNIVERSITY

Sam and Jessica walk along campus. The sun is shining brightly down upon them. The scenery is beautiful, a really romantic setting.

SAM
The test’s coming up.

JESSICA
You’re going to do great.

SAM
You think so?

JESSICA
I know so.

Sam smiles, as he looks into her eyes.

SAM
I can’t believe I got this far.

JESSICA
You’re motivated.

Sam shakes his head no.

SAM
I’ve got you. I don’t know how far I could have made it. Without you always there, by my side. Jess, I…

JESSICA
I know.

Jessica puts her hand out, Sam holds it. They look into each other’s eyes.

JESSICA
I love you too.

They kiss. We hold on the shot. As it slowly dissolves and fades away…

INT. LANE HOME- UPSTAIRS GUEST BEDROOM

Sam stands alone. He leans up against one of the walls, sighs and stares at the wall. Lost in his memories.

INT. LANE HOME- FAMILY ROOM

Dean moves to close the door. He looks out over the neighborhood.

DEAN
Welcome to…



POV. DEAN
We see Pleasant Hills Park. The ol’ Stepford reality.

DEAN (O.S.)
Suburbia.

Creepy place
Poor Sam, still lost in his memories about Jess.
Can't wait for part two

INT. HARRIS HOME- KITCHEN TABLE

A group of six elders sit around a kitchen table. Three married couples. Two of them are old, GEORGE and MARTHA HARRIS, sitting at the ends of the table. To their side sit MARVIN and his wife SANDRA, along with JACOB and KELLY. George raises his glass.

GEORGE
To another day of life.



The fellow neighbors raise their glasses.

NEIGHBORS
To life.

George looks across to his wife and smiles.

GEORGE
We should be thankful for the time we have. For the time we all have.

MARVIN
Should we tell our new neighbors?

GEORGE
Not yet. Have patience in time I’m sure they will know- like the rest of us.

MARVIN
But, what happened to the last couple who moved in- Mark and Stacy. I don’t know want to repeat the same mistake.

GEORGE
And neither do I. But, we don’t know if they can be trusted with such a secret.

Marvin nods.

GEORGE
In a couple of days, if I feel that they are ready I will tell them everything. If not, then their fate is in God’s hands.

Marvin looks at George, disturbed.

GEORGE
But, enough talk about this. Let’s get back to our dinner and utter not one word more. Give it some time Marvin, they just moved in.

Marvin nods as he takes a sip from his glass, hands trembling.

INT. LANE HOME- FAMILY ROOM

Dean leans back against the wall, green polo shirt tossed onto the ground. Kate paces back and forth holding onto a file. Dean sighs, waiting for her to finish.

DEAN
(mockingly)
Wife, get me my dinner!

Kate shoots Dean a look. Dean laughs.



DEAN
What’d I say?
(beat)
So, mind telling me what’s on your mind?

KATE
Just going through all the notes.

DEAN
What’s there to go over? Whatever is killing these couples comes at night, leaves no traces or evidence once so ever. And none of the neighbors have cause to be at least suspicious, which for this place is- off. I mean, our neighbors are a bunch of hippie “let’s be together forever” whack jobs.

Kate laughs.

KATE
Nice, Dean. Real nice.

DEAN
Come on, you know it’s true.
(beat)
Tell you what, why don’t you take a break and…

Dean moves towards Kate, flirtatiously.

DEAN
Spend time with me, huh?

KATE
Can’t.

DEAN
All work no play makes Kate a dull gal? Alright, your loss. I’m going to go check on Sam.

Kate nods okay. Dean goes upstairs.

INT. LANE HOME- UPSTAIRS GUEST ROOM

Sam is still staring, lost, against the wall. Dean enters and turns on the light.

DEAN
There you are.

Sam doesn’t answer him.

DEAN
Earth to Sammy, snap out of it man.

Sam looks towards Dean.

SAM
Huh? What is it?

DEAN
Nothing. Just you were staring at the wall as though you were trying to burn a hole through it.

SAM
I’m…

DEAN
Dazed and confused? Yeah, seems like it.

SAM
I’m okay. Really.

Dean looks at Sam, concerned and nods his head okay.

DEAN
Well, if you need me- I’ll be in the room next door.

Sam nods. Dean looks back at Sam, but decides not to push it any further. He leaves the room. Sam sighs.

INT. LANE HOME- BEDROOM

Dean enters the room, closes the door behind him. He closes his eyes. Remembering. He sits down, devastated and tries to push the thoughts out of his mind: Sam dying and his countless suicide attempts. Sam was back now… everything was going to go back to normal. Right? Dean screams in anger as he PUNCHES the wall with his left fist.

INT. LANE HOME- FAMILY ROOM

Kate looks up from her notes. Hearing Dean’s agony. She sits down and continues to scan through the notes knowing that Dean needed some time to be alone.

INT. LANE HOME- GUEST BEDROOM

Sam continues to stare against the wall… lost in the fading past…

INT. STANFORD UNIVERSITY- CLASSROOM- FLASHBACK

Sam sits in the classroom. Listening and taking notes, paying close attention to everything that the teacher says. The PROFESSOR folds up his book.

PROFESSOR
Well, that about wraps it up. I wish each and every one of you the best of luck on the upcoming LSAT exam. Just study hard. I’m sure you’ll do fine.

Sam smiles as he stands up to leave the class.

PROFESSOR
Sam, may I see you for a second?

Sam nods and walks down the steps of the classroom and he approaches his professor.

SAM
Sir?

PROFESSOR
You’re an excellent student, motivated, hard working.

SAM
Thank you.

PROFESSOR
Just make sure you put as much time and effort into this upcoming exam as you put into this semester. And I can guarantee you that you will likely be accepted into any law school of your choice.

Sam nods.

PROFESSOR
Well, that will be all, good luck.

SAM
Thank you sir.

Sam leaves the classroom.

EXT. STANFORD UNIVERSITY

Sam walks out of the PRE-LAW building. TJ approaches him from behind.

TJ
Sam, my man!

SAM
TJ, hey.

TJ
Throwing a party at my place. You’ll be there?



SAM
I don’t know.

TJ
Come on, it’ll be great.

SAM
Yeah, um… I don’t think I’ll be able to make it.

TJ
And why not?

SAM
Because, I’ve got the LSAT coming up soon, I have to start studying.

TJ
You have heard that college is supposed to be the time of your life right? Out partying, not in studying.

Sam laughs.

SAM
I’m sorry. I can’t. I really have to study.

TJ nods okay.

TJ
You’re loss man. Going to be missing out.

SAM
(sarcastic)
I’m sure.

TJ looks at Sam, noticing that something is definitely up.

TJ
What is it?

SAM
What’s what?

TJ
This, all of this, come on man- I know when your minds at work…

SAM
I’ve been thinking.

TJ
Go on.

SAM
About Jessica. It’s time. It’s time I finally asked her.

TJ
Asked her? Hold on, hold on a minute now. Dude, you seriously can’t be talking about the “big” question?!

Sam laughs and nods his head.

SAM
Yeah, I am actually.

TJ
I don’t know, that’s a pretty large step. Are you sure that…

SAM
I’m sure.

TJ
You want to cut off all bachelorhood? Be my guest.
(beat)
Wait, I am going to be your best man right?

Sam considers the options.... Dean, he immediately dispels the notion and nods okay.

SAM
You’re on the top of the list.

TJ
So, when are you going to pop the question?

Close up on Sam, seeing his mind hard at work… thinking…

SAM
I don’t know. I’ll think of something.

FADE TO:
INT. SAM AND JESSICA’S DORM- NIGHT- FLASHBACK

Sam is fast asleep. We notice sweat beginning to pour down his face.

INT. SAM AND JESSICA’S DORM- DREAM- FLASHBACK

CLOSE UP on Jessica. Face frozen in terror. Pan back to reveal that she is pinned to the ceiling!!! Flames start to spread across the ceiling. She screams in terror.

JESSICA
Why Sam?

INT. SAM AND JESSICA’S DORM- NIGHT- FLASHBACK

Sam’s eyes SNAP open. He sits up in bed. Breathing heavily. He wipes away the sweat.

JESSICA (V.O.)
Why Sam?

Sam looks over to see Jessica sleeping. He takes a deep breath and lies back down, unable to go to sleep.

INT. LANE HOME- UPSTAIRS GUEST BEDROOM

Sam leans against the wall.

JESSICA (V.O.)
Why Sam?

Sam growls in frustration.

EXT. PLEASANT HILLS PARK- NIGHT

ANGLE DOWN on Pleasant Hills, the wind blows against the trees through the night sky. ANGLE UP TOWARDS the full moon above transforming into a rising sun. Angle back down to see Dean taking out the garbage.

EXT. LANE HOME

Dean looks around, seeing if anybody was watching him. Marvin approaches him.

MARVIN
Hi yah neighbor.

Dean turns to face him.

DEAN
Hey.

MARVIN
Good first night at the new home I hope.

DEAN
Yeah, we had a good night.

MARVIN
I forgot to give this to you yesterday.

Marvin takes out a rulebook for the neighborhood.

DEAN
What is this?

MARVIN
Just a couple of guidelines, now that you’re going to be living here…

DEAN
Guidelines?

Marvin nods.

MARVIN
More like rules.

Dean flips through it.

DEAN
No basketball hoop?

MARVIN
Yeah. You know, we have to keep up the appearance of the block.

Dean continues to flip through it.



DEAN
Repaint the mail box Desert Sienna?

Marvin nods.

MARVIN
You’ll get adjusted to the way things work around here. Soon enough. It’s just a small price we all pay to live.

DEAN
I see…

MARVIN
Just follow the laws in that book and we shouldn’t have a problem.

DEAN
Problem?

Marvin nods, troubled.

MARVIN
Well, have a nice day.

DEAN
Yeah, you too.

Dean looks down at the book. It’s hardbound, similar to a bible and has an ancient crest on the cover. Dean grins, getting an idea.

DEAN
Son of a bitch!

Dean reenters the house holding tightly onto the book.

INT. LANE HOME- FAMILY ROOM

Kate is busy, trying to come up with several possibilities. Sam is making lunch. They hear the door creak open and turn their attention towards Dean.

SAM
What is it?

Dean holds up the rulebook.

DEAN
The gospel according to Pleasant Hills Park.

Kate takes the book and begins to skim through it.

DEAN
Marvin came over to give it to me when I took out the garbage. Said that as long as we follows the rules- in that book, we shouldn’t have a problem.

KATE
You think…?

DEAN
I don’t know. But, right now it’s the best lead we’ve got.

Kate hands the book to Sam. Sam looks it over.

SAM
So, what do we do now?

DEAN
We rile up the neighbors.

REACTION shots of Sam and Kate acknowledging and accepting Dean’s plan, Dean grins.



CLOSE UP on the Pleasant Hills Rulebook and the ancient crest.

Hmmm.... this is getting good. I love the creepy, too-perfect neighborhood scene. I've got family in places like that, needless to say I don't visit much

And poor Sammy, all those dreams and flashbacks. It's really crushed him losing Jessica again. I'm wondering how this (if it does) ties into his recent escalation in violent behavior I'm worried about him.

On the other hand, looks like Dean's gonna raise a little hell. Oh this should be fun Can't wait for tomorrow's!

Hey, isn't this the plot of the X-files episode Arcardia in which Mulder and Scully investigate a supposedly Stepford-like suburb posing as a married couple (like Dean and Kate); they're given a rule book for the community (just like Dean was given in this story) and told to follow it but Mulder and Scully refuse (just like our heroes in this story)

Yep, you nailed the inspiration for the episode.

Mentioned in the commentary that premieres Friday with the final act.

The episode is 'Arcadia.'

Many episodes have actually been inspired by the X-Files in one way or another, most noticably 'Play Time' and the- not as obvious- 'Red Rock.'

This post has been edited by Dean5339 on Nov 7 2007, 10:15 PM

Ever heard of the quote "Sanity's a nice place to visit but I wouldn't want to live there.'' ? For some reason this ep reminded me of that. Creepy-ass nieghborhood there.

Quick question. Dean and Kate are pretending to be a married couple moving in but what about Sam? He's their older-looking teenage son? LOL.

Lol, nope just Dean's sad younger brother who keeps to himself and can't afford his own place.

What's going to happen when they'll go against the rules, can't wait to know.
Poor Sam, he can't stop to think about Jess, he sounded depressive.
I'm looking forward for part three.

Haha, I was thinking the same thing as Serenity at first Poor Sam, he's the bum brother in this scenario lol.

LOL. Okay. I was just wonderin......

.... Actually that sounds like me.

"Arcadia" has got to be my favorite X Files episode.

Great job! Can't wait to find out how they're going to rile up the neighbors.

EXT. LANE HOME- AFTERNOON

Dean looks out over the neighborhood and grins. This is going to be fun.

FADE TO:
EXT. LANE HOME- STREETS

CLOSE UP on the 67 Chevy Impala driving into the neighborhood. Engines roaring and the music BLARING the song '19th Nervous Breakdown' by the Rolling Stones on the radio, Dean leans his head out the window and grins. Back in regular attire, the brown bomber jacket and all. Marvin looks on, utterly disturbed. Dean waves hello.

DEAN
(mockingly)
Hi Yah Neighbor.

Dean pulls the Impala into the driveway and parks it in the driveway. Marvin approaches him, having to scream over the volume of the music.

MARVIN
No. This isn’t right! No.

Dean turns off the engine and looks towards Marvin with a wide and cocky grin. He steps out of the Impala.

DEAN
What?

MARVIN
This, what is this?!

DEAN
It’s a 67’ Chevy Impala. Isn’t she a beut?

MARVIN
It…

DEAN
It’s what?

MARVIN
If you’re going to have this… this… thing here- keep it inside.

DEAN
This thing is my ride man. And it’s not against the rules to have a car.

MARVIN
But, it stands out.

Dean grins.

DEAN
Jealous?

Marvin walks away, angry as hell. Sam watches on. Laughing. Dean turns his attention back towards his car.

DEAN
(to the IMPALA)
He didn’t mean what he said baby.

Sam looks towards Dean, caught off guard. Dean shoots Sam a look.

DEAN
What?!

Sam shrugs, letting it slide.

SAM
Nothing.

Dean nods…

DEAN
Thought so.



Sam laughs and goes back to investigating the circuit breaker. Dean walks to the trunk, pulls out the crowbar and approaches the mailbox. Sam’s gaze follows Dean, curious. Dean begins to repeatedly bash the mailbox in with the crowbar. CRASH! CURCLUNK! POW! The mailbox is soon withered and severely off angle. Dean grins, proud with the job well done. Dean motions for Sam to go inside.

FADE TO:
INT. LANE HOUSE- ENTRANCE

Dean and Sam stand inside the house looking out the windows and onto the front lawn.

POV. DEAN
The mailbox stands still. Unmoving. Just how he left it.

INT. LANE HOUSE- ENTRANCE

Kate approaches them.

KATE
What are you boys up to?

Dean and Sam turn their attention to her, momentarily.

DEAN
You know, just punking the neighbors.

Sam looks back outside.

SAM
Man, check it out!

DEAN
Hm?

Dean turns to look back out the window.

POV. DEAN
The mailbox has been fixed!



DEAN (O.S.)
Well, I’ll be damned.

Dean looks back towards Kate.

DEAN
I have a plan.

Dean motions to leave the house.

KATE
Dean, no…

SAM
Dean…

Dean grins before leaving the house.

EXT. LANE HOME

Dean looks down towards the mailbox, he grins.

DEAN
I’ll give yah Sienna Yellow.

CLOSE UP on Dean grinning on the verge of laughter.

INT. LANE HOME- ENTRANCE

Sam looks through the window, laughing. Kate looks at Sam, off guard.

KATE
What’s he doing?

SAM
Trust me, you don’t want to know.

EXT. LANE HOME

CLOSE UP on Jacob’s disgusted and disturbed face.

CLOSE UP on the mailbox. Stained with… yellow.

Dean zips back up, grins and goes back towards the house.

DEAN
Fix that!

Dean looks back up towards Jacob.

DEAN
What you looking at? Never see a guy piss before?

Jacob ignores Dean and goes back to work.

INT. LANE HOME- ENTRANCE

Dean reenters the house. Sam laughs.

SAM
Man that was bold.

Dean shrugs and grins.

KATE
And childish…

Sam looks back out the window.

POV. SAM

We look out the window. Day fades to night.

EXT. PLEASANT HILLS PARK- NIGHT

ANGLE DOWN to see Sam working on the circuit breaker, just wanting time to be alone. He looks in through the window to see Dean and Kate in the kitchen. Together. If you didn’t know, you’d have taken them for any other married couple.

INT. SAM AND JESSICA’S DORM- NIGHT- FLASHBACK

Sam sits at a desk. Going through his law book. Hard at work. Jessica enters. Sam looks up to see her and turns his attention back towards his studies.



SAM
Hey.

JESSICA
Hey… it’s getting late.

SAM
Yeah, I know. It’s just… I have to make sure I’m prepared. This test, it’s… I have to pass.

JESSICA
And you will. Trust me, Sam.

Sam nods, sighs… tired as hell.

JESSICA
Come to bed.

SAM
In a little while, I still have some work to get done.

Jessica nods her head okay.

JESSICA
Good night.

Jessica kisses Sam on the cheek and leaves the room. Sam watches her go and smiles. This was the life he had always wanted.

SAM
Night.

FLASH CUT:
INT. SAM AND JESSICA’S APARTMENT- DREAM- FLASHBACK

QUICK and RAPID cuts of Jessica burning up, pinned to the ceiling.



FLASH CUT:
INT. STANFORD UNIVERSITY- CLASS ROOM- FLASHBACK

Sam sits at a desk, concentrating on the LSAT in front of him. From the look on his face it’s obvious that he’s still rattled and on edge from the nightmares about Jessica. Pondering what it all meant. Was it only a dream? The bell rings. Sam quickly bubbles in his last answer. He stands up and hands the test to his PROFESSOR.

PROFESSOR
So, how did you do?

Sam sheepishly smiles.

SAM
I passed.

Sam, sighs as he grasps his head. In pain.

PROFESSOR
Headache?

SAM
Yeah. It’s been… happening a lot lately.

PROFESSOR
Must be all the stress. Don’t let it get to you. I’m sure you did fine.

Sam nods and leaves the room in a hurry.

INT. STANFORD UNIVERSITY- BATHROOM- FLASHBACK

Sam runs his head under the faucet of the bathroom sink. He looks back up and into his own reflection, soaked. Afraid.

SAM (O.S.)
Lately I’ve been having these dreams…

INT. PSYCHOLOGY DEPARTMENT- PSYCHOLOGIST’S OFFICE- FLASHBACK

Sam lays down, a PSYCHOLOGIST looks at Sam concerned.

PSYCHOLOGIST
What kind of dreams?

Sam twitches at the very thought…

SAM
I see Jessica. Pinned to the ceiling. Screaming…

Sam closes his eyes, becoming naesous.

SAM
Then fire… fire…

Sam reclines, on the verge of a nervous breakdown.

JOHN (O.S.)
Mary, no!!!

PSYCHOLOGIST
Go on, Sam.

SAM
She… dies…

PSYCHOLOGIST
How does she die?

SAM
The fire… it kills her. I, I don’t get there in time. I’m not able to save her… my fault.

Sam sits up and looks at the Psychologist. Looking for an answer, any answer…

SAM
Why am I having these dreams? What does it all mean?

PSYCHOLOGIST
These dreams are maybe just a way of your subconscious telling you…

SAM
What? … Telling me what?!

PSYCHOLOGIST
That no matter what you do. In the end… you have no control over the fate of others. Maybe these dreams are telling you, that you don’t have a choice.

SAM
A choice in what?

The psychologist thinks about it…

PSYCHOLOGIST
That is for you to figure out…

Sam sighs and nods… just dreams. Just dreams.

FADE TO:
EXT. PLEASANT HILLS PARK- NIGHT

Sam glances down towards the ground. Seeing that a patch of dirt is slightly off from the rest. He gets down on his hands and knees and begins to furiously burrow at the dirt. CLOSE UP on Sam’s taken aback and horrified expression.

INT. HARRIS HOME- DINING ROOM

The same cult, sit around the table. Eating dinner.

MARVIN
We have to tell them, before it’s too late.

GEORGE
No.

MARVIN
No?! If we don’t tell them what could happen… they’ll end up like the others.

GEORGE
Exactly and they will not be our business anymore.



MARVIN
You’re just going to let it kill them?

GEORGE
This is the way it has to be. This is the way it’s always been… I thought you knew this?

Marvin looks at George. Disturbed and not knowing what to do anymore.

GEORGE
What is best for the neighborhood is what’s best for all.

INT. LANE HOME- KITCHEN

Dean finishes cleaning a plate and hands it off to Kate.

SAM (O.S.)
Dean!!!

Dean and Kate rush outside.

EXT. PLEASANT HILLS PARK

And over to Sam.

DEAN
What is it?

Sam motions down towards the dirt. Dean and Kate look down.

POV. DEAN
We see a skull rotting away, buried deep within the soil!!!



Kate looks at the Winchesters.

KATE
We’re going to have to call in an excavation crew.

I can just picture Dean taking a leak on the mailbox. Nice!!! Sienna Yellow.

Eek! A skull in the front yard! *evil music plays* DUN-DUN-DUN-DUUUUUUNN