Mortmain, Episode 2.11

[Dean5339]

WRITTEN BY LAZYCALM

This post has been edited by Dean5339 on Feb 10 2009, 04:26 PM

[Dean5339]

FADE IN:

INT. RILLINGTON COUNTY SHERIFF'S DEPARTMENT

We open to a small white interrogation room. Sparse, white and sterile, the room has an almost eerie absence of character. In the middle of the room is a small table with two chairs at each side. We see a man sat at one end, handcuffed to the table. His name is REGGIE CHRISTIE, a thin man in his early fifties with receding white hair. He smiles as he looks around at the nondescript white walls.

At the other end of the table is SAM WINCHESTER staring straight at him, with a mix of hatred and determination. Christie slyly smiles.

CHRISTIE
I've been waiting for you...
(sits up straight)
Must say it's a mighty honor to finally meet you.

Sam places a tattered book onto the table. The man eyes the book.

CHRISTIE
Rituale Romanum? Now what on earth could you possibly want with that?



SAM
I'd have thought that was pretty self-explanatory.

Close up on Christie as he smiles, closes his eyes and opens them again revealing the black eyes of a demonic possession.

POV. UNKNOWN

Watching the exchange from the other side of a two-way mirror we can see and hear Sam and the man talking.

CHRISTIE
You're gonna' send me to hell, Sam .

SAM
Not right away, no.
(beat)
First, I have some questions...

INT. INTERROGATION ROOM

CHRISTIE
Well of course you do! But I like my privacy, so why don't we make it just the two of us.
(glances at the two-way mirror glass)
No eavesdroppers.

With a wave of his hand the mirrored glass is suddenly reversed where once there was a reflection we can now see DEAN WINCHESTER and another man (SHERIFF LEWIS) looking caught off-guard.

Sam looks across and sees his brother frantically pounding on the glass but there is no sound.

INT. OBSERVATION ROOM

DEAN
SAM! SAM!
(seeing only his reflection)
He switched the glass around!

SHERIFF
What! how?!

INT. INTERROGATION ROOM

Christie waves his hand a second time and-

INT. OBSERVATION ROOM

The speaker blows out with a loud BANG!

SHERIFF
I can't hear anything! What happened to the sound?

INT. INTERROGATION ROOM

Sam looks around, realizes he's now helpless and trapped.

CHRISTIE
No Devil's Trap? Tut-tut, very careless.

Close up on Sam's face-scared and angry.

CHRISTIE (O.S.)
Now it's just you and me, Samuel.

Christie reaches over and places his hand on Sam's as the room gradually takes on a darker tone.

CHRISTIE (O.S.)
We have so much to talk about...

TITLES: The titles explode in a spark of flames towards the screen: SUPERNATURAL. MORTMAIN.

FADE IN:
EXT. COUNTRY ROAD-MORNING

48 hours earlier...

It's a bright sunny morning “Black Country Rock” by David Bowie can be heard. We angle down to see the Impala parked on the side of the road with the hood up while Dean works on the engine. Sam, meanwhile is sat down, knocking back a cool beer staring at the scenery.

DEAN (O.S.)
Sam, hand me that wrench would you.

Sam picks up a tool without looking and hands it back to Dean.

SAM
Here.

DEAN
Thanks.
(beat)
Sam?

SAM
What?

Dean gets out from beneath the bonnet and holds up the tool Sam has passed.

DEAN
(holding up a screwdriver)
Does this look like a wrench to you?
(annoyed)
Does it in any way shape or form resemble a wrench?

Sam turns around...

SAM
Nope.
(deadpan)
That's a screwdriver, can't you tell?

Dean shakes his head.

DEAN
Funny, real freakin' comedian huh.

SAM
Whatever.

Takes a swig of his beer as Dean, visibly pissed off, snaps up the wrench and throws the screwdriver back in the toolbox.

DEAN
(under his breath)
God, you've become such an ass...

SAM
What?



DEAN
Nothing.

Sam gets up.

SAM
No come on, Dean, spit it out. You've got something you want to say to me?

Dean stops and turns slowly back to Sam.

DEAN
You know, I'm getting just a little tired of this “devil may care” attitude of yours, Sam. I get it, okay? You're a cold bastard, you don't give a crap, you like to see people get killed. Hell, you gave that father a gun to kill his own god damn child without taking a second thought about it!

SAM
Yeah? Saved his life too.

DEAN
We could have saved her Sam, just like all the rest.
(beat)
And what about Victor Huma, George Harris- huh?

SAM
You know damn well I didn't kill them.

DEAN
No? But you were going to and that's good enough for me.

Sam shakes his head at Dean and shrugs...

SAM
Those guys deserved to die, Dean and you know it. So don't you dare try and take the moral high ground with me, understand?

Dean shakes his head.

DEAN
Guess that's my problem, Sam.
(walks back to the car)
I don't understand.
(begins “aggressively” working on the engine)
I don't understand you, I don't understand what you went through...

SAM
It's none of your business-

DEAN
(Angry)
OF COURSE IT'S MY BUSINESS! You're my brother and you died and I went through the worst kind of Hell while you were gone!

Sam gives a nonchalant smile at the “hell” remark.

DEAN
(seething)
What's so funny?

SAM
Like I said...
(cold)
It's none of your business.

That's the last straw. Dean drops the wrench and storms over to Sam, shoving him back hard.

DEAN
You cold bastard. What they hell happened to you, Sam? Huh?

Sam stares back hard, cold.

SAM
Don't push me Dean, remember, I can push back twice as hard and then some.

DEAN
Then push!

Dean shoves Sam back, harder this time.

DEAN
Come on, tough guy, push me, hit me, lash out at me you worthless-

SMACK Sam hits Dean square in the nose! Knocking him back. Sam stares at Dean.

SAM
You know what, Dean, being back here with you makes me realize that I was better off dead.

Dean is hurt and angry at this and without thinking charges at Sam, catching his in the ribs and knocking him to the ground.

DEAN
(angry)
Is that it, Sammy? Do you hate me that much that you'd rather die than be back here with me?

Sam stands up and dusts himself off. He stares at Dean for a beat, the built up anger finally bubbling to the surface.

SAM
You took her away from me! I was finally free and the second that everything in my life started going right, you took it all away!

Sam looks around, mixed feelings of chronic sadness and anger.

SAM
God damn it!

Sam KICKS the ground and looks at Dean, furiously shaking his head.

DEAN
(choked)
I'm sorry, Sammy, I just...I needed you back.

SAM
(nods)
I know. All you ever think about is yourself.

They share a moment of awkward silence. Dean looks away, feeling ashamed.

SAM
(cold)
So, how's the car?

DEAN
Ah... she'll hold.

Just then the sound of a dozen or so police sirens can be heard. Dean and Sam look up toward the road to see a convoy of cop cars go zooming past.

DEAN
(watching them go)
That's a lot of “Five-O.”

SAM
Yeah. Wonder where they're heading...

DEAN
Let's find out.

Dean heads back to the Impala.

EXT. CRIME SCENE, JUST OFF THE ROAD

We pan across a ream of yellow crime scene tape and find a naked body lying face down in the dirt. Two men enter the scene: SHERIFF GRANT LEWIS and DEPUTY MIKE WRETZKY. Lewis is a portly man in his late fifties, though a keen detective while Wretzky is an ambitious young man in his late twenties. As they arrive Wretzky instinctively moves ahead and holds up the crime scene tape for his boss

LEWIS
Thank you, Mike
(to the uniform officer)
How bad is it, Charlie?

CHARLIE
Pretty damn grisly, sir

WRETZKY
(looking at the body)
Jesus Christ!

LEWIS
Sure ain't a pretty sight, huh

We close up on the dead body. It's covered in all sorts of bizarre symbols and markings cut into the skin. One symbol in particular is more note-worthy: a marking of two joined faces, one upside down

EXT. CRIME SCENE-WIDE SHOT

The Impala pulls into frame and Sam and Dean (still visibly bruised) watch the circus from a distance

DEAN
(holding a tissue to his bleeding nose)
Hey, hand me the US Marshall badges

SAM
You've got to be kidding.

DEAN
Oh come on, aren't you just a little bit curious too?

SAM
(beat)
No

DEAN
(disappointed)
Whatever.

Dean picks up the badge and gets out of the car walking off toward the crime scene. Sam watches. Rolls his eyes and decides to follow Dean

SAM
This is a big mistake

Sam runs after him then quickly slows to a walk clutching his rib where Dean punched him earlier

EXT. CRIME SCENE

Dean flashes his badge to the officer and makes his way to the body



DEAN
Okay, what have we got here?

Lewis and Wretzky both turn around

WRETZKY
Who are you?

DEAN
(flashes badge)
Special Agent Cooper. US Marshal

Turns back to see Sam following under the tape

DEAN
This is my partner, Agent Truman

LEWIS
Pleased to meet you. What happened to your face?

DEAN
Hmm?

WRETZKY
Your face. Your nose is kinda bleeding

DEAN
Oh yeah, me and my partner got into a bit of a disagreement earlier. He says Greedo shot first I say Han did

Awkward silence for a beat

DEAN
Star Wars. We kind of take it a bit too seriously, you know.

LEWIS
...right

WRETZKY
(slightly territorial)
Well, anyway guys, thanks for showing up, but I-we...we can handle it from here thanks

SAM
(looking at the body)
Really? Got any leads? Any suspects?

WRETZKY
(offended)
Well...no not yet but-

SAM
(kneeling down by the body)
Even know what these symbols mean, officer?

WRETZKY
Well they're obviously some kind of Satanic markings

SAM
Some of them sure, the Sigil of Sulfer and the inverted pentagram but do you know what they signify, you know why the killer drew them?

Wretzky is silent

SAM
(beat)
Decoration

WRETZKY
Excuse me?

SAM
They don't mean anything, most of these markings are just generic window dressing

LEWIS
What about the rest?

SAM
(looking at the two-headed symbol intently)
Good question...

Sam gets up and walks past Dean

SAM
We should go, there's nothing new here

Dean nods

DEAN
Thank you for your time, Sheriff. This is the same MO we've seen on the other bodies, this guy is nothing if not consistent. If we come up with any new leads we'll keep you informed

Lewis and Wretzky watch them go

WRETZKY
Damn Feds, always sticking their noses in our cases, trying to make us look like fools

LEWIS
I don't know, Mike. They seem to know what they were talking about
(looks at the body)
Eight now we could use all the help we can get

EXT. CRIME SCENE-ROAD

DEAN
So what'd you make of it?

Sam shrugs

SAM
No idea

DEAN
So what you were saying back there was just-

SAM
BS, yeah. Why?

DEAN
I don't know, I think this might be our kind of case

SAM
And of course, now the Sheriff's department is expecting us to share evidence. Evidence we don't have

DEAN
(smiles)
Then we'll just have to find some, won't we?

SAM
How? You don't even have a crime scene report to go off of.

DEAN
True
(holds up camera phone)
But I got this!

Dean shows Sam a still photo he took, discreetly of the dead body with the symbols on it

SAM
Gosh, Dean. How very “Kevin Carter”

DEAN
(confused)
I'm...not wearing aftershave, Sam.
(beat)
I'll send this over to Kate and see if she can track down any cases that match

SAM
(shakes his head)
And what happens if Kate comes up empty on this, we've got nothing to go on



DEAN
Well, if Kate doesn't have anything then we just quietly slide on by out of town and leave this one to the local law enforcement

Dean walks back to the Impala

SAM
This is a mistake, Dean

DEAN
Maybe
(beat)
But to be honest, I couldn't care less

[irisheyes]

Wow!!! Talk about brother angst!

Awesome!! Can't wait for more.

[cooldudet]

awesome

[Oceane]

Lot of tension between Dean and Sam.
Sam finally told Dean why he's angry, different since his return from the death.
Great idea to start the episode by the end, can't wait to know what happened to have Sam trapped in an interrogation room with a demon.

[Dean5339]

FADE IN:
INT. EXECUTION CHAMBER-PAST

Though a series of jagged fast cuts we see a man laughing hysterically as he is strapped to an electric chair. Behind the laughter we can hear a distorted, scrambled version of “Ring of Fire” by Johnny Cash. A Priest in black is clutching tight to a bible as he watches the man strapped to the chair.

MAN
Y'all are fools! You hear?

In front of the man is an audience all waiting to see his demise

MAN
(laughing)
You think this little specticle is gonna' change a thing? Ain't gonna' change nothing. You can fry me, but y'all can't stop me. Because not a man among you knows my name!

One of the officer's straps the cap to the man's head

The Warden moves over to the switch

MAN
(laughing hysterical)
Oh I'll be back again real soon, don't you good folks worry 'bout that.
(turns to the priest)
Hey preacher!

The priest looks up

Man
God's watchin' you know. But that's all he does, you know why? Because God likes to watch

The priest is sickened and the man turns back to the audience laughing harder now

The warden flips the switch and the man is now convulsing in the chair, his laughter growing louder and more demented as the electricity moves through his burning body. Close up on his laughing burning charred face as we-

FLASH CUT-

END DREAM

Close up on Sam who opens his eyes to find himself in a motel bed the sound of “Ring of Fire” suddenly becomes clearer and Sam notices it's coming from the radio next to his bed. We PAN OUT to see-

INT. HOTEL-MORNING

That we are in a cheap motel room. Sam looks around and sees Dean sat on a chair with the laptop in front of him while talking on the phone

DEAN
Yeah, he's a little...I don't know, but he's getting better
(notices Sam is awake)
Yeah, anyway I gotta' go. “Sleeping Beauty” is finally up, thanks again for doing this. I owe you one
(puzzled)
From when? Since when did you start keeping count?....okay....I owe you a lot! Bye

Dean hangs up and turns to Sam (who turns off the radio)

DEAN
Morning. You okay, you look a little...rough?

SAM
I'm fine, just had a weird dream that's all

DEAN
(concerned)
A vision?

Sam shakes his head

SAM
No, no just a dream. I'll tell you about it when I'm a little more awake.

Sam gets up and goes to get dressed

SAM
Man I'm starved
(looks at Dean)
You get breakfast?



Dean is busy looking through the files Kate sent on the laptop

DEAN
I already ate, didn't want to wake you since you could use all the sleep you can get recently
(beat)
There's a nice little café just down the block, they do great pancakes

Sam nods and gets his jacket, heads for the door

DEAN
Sam

Sam turns back

DEAN
Leave the car here please

Sam scoffs and walks out

EXT-STREET

Sam walks along the street, it's pretty busy, the usual hustle and bustle of a busy morning

Sam crosses the road and heads over to the café opposite. As he opens the door to enter he gets a quick image flash of the man frying in the chair. Shrugging off the unease he enters the café

INT. SILVER DOLLAR CAFE

As Sam enters the café he looks around and sees a few customers (not many though) enjoying their meals. Sam heads straight for a seat at the counter and motions to the waitress. Just then he notices the radio is playing “Ring of Fire” and just like the dream the sound is distorted with white noise.

“I fell into a burning ring of fire, I went down down down and the flames went higher”

Sam looks uncomfortable and glances over up at the mirror behind the counter and sees a terrifying image of Jessica sat a table behind him. She is covered in scorched burnt flesh and stares unforgiving at Sam

“And it burned burned burned”

SAM
(shocked)
Jess!

“The ring of fire”

Sam turns around and sees no sign of Jess, just the regular customers

“The ring of fire”

WOMAN
Can I help you, sir?

Sam turns back to see a waitress standing in front of him. The radio has again lost it's distortion

SAM
I'm sorry

WAITRESS
Would you like to order?

SAM
Oh, yes
(gathers himself)
Er...yes, I'd like pancakes and coffee please

WAITRESS
Coming right up

SAM
Thank you

Sam glances round again, nervous and shaken

INT. MOTEL ROOM

Dean is still checking over the files

DEAN
Well damn, son of a bitch

Sam enters

DEAN
Hey, how was breakfast?

SAM
Fine
(beat)
Kate find anything useful?

DEAN
Oh yes. Man, I love that woman. Seems there's more to our “case” than we'd ever guessed

Sam sits down, interested

SAM
Really?

DEAN
According to Kate, our little murder scene matches a number of unrelated cases dating back to the 1960s.

SAM
But given the detailed mutilations, how can these cases be unrelated?

DEAN
Because each time the killer was caught, convicted, pleaded guilty and then executed. Plus the cases all took place in different parts of the country over substantial intervals

SAM
How is this possible?

DEAN
That, dude is the $64,000 question



SAM
Do you have a picture of the murderer?

DEAN
You mean murderers?
(brings up the image)
Here. John Michael Ealing, convicted of 5 murders in 1963. Sentenced to death and sent to the electric chair on August 4th 1965. And, according to the Warden's notes, laughing as he fried.

Sam looks at the photo

FLASH CUT:

We see John as he appeared in Sam's dream, laughing as he fried to death

SAM
I've seen him! I saw him die!

DEAN
(confused)
Oh...what?

SAM
When I was sleeping, I dreamt about this guy as he was being executed.
(realises)
There must be a connection here, between the killings them and the same killing now!

DEAN
Okay but...what is it?

SAM
I don't know
(thinking)
How many men were convicted for the crimes?

DEAN
After Ealing the killings started up again a couple of months after he sparked up, next guy was a Dale Aubrey in 1968, killed 4 people, identical MO. He was caught convicted and followed Ealing into Hell on September 18th 1975. After he went the killings started up again this time a year later on the other side of the country, Lionel Marx claimed 7 lives before taking his turn in the “Mercy Seat” that was 1979 and it goes on like this up until today but the intervals between murders increased. Last guy was a Theo Grimes who was convicted in 92' and finally executed last year.

SAM
...”Not a man among you knows my name...”

DEAN
Huh?

SAM
Something he said in my dream before they executed him.

DEAN
Any theories?

SAM
A few, but I think we should show this to the Sheriff.

DEAN
Right, after all we are “US Marshalls”

SAM
(laughs)
Yeah. But between you and me I think we should really take a closer look at those symbols on the body, see if any stand out

Dean nods

DEAN
Alright, lets go and do our duty as officer's of the law

INT. SHERIFF'S DEPARTMENT, SHERIFF'S OFFICE

SLAM as the case file lands on the desk

DEAN
As promised, Sheriff, everything we have on the investigation

The Sheriff looks at the file and nods

LEWIS
Well, fellas' I don't what to say...thanks I guess

DEAN
We're here to help

SAM
You should check it over as soon as possible, this case is...unusual to say the least.

Lewis picks up the case file and skims through it

SAM
The murders started way back in the sixties and each time the killer was caught and executed

CUT TO:
INT. HALLWAY, OUTSIDE LEWIS' OFFICE

We see Wretzky stood by the door listening in. His face burning with jealousy

SAM (O.S.)
... the killings would start up again a few years later

LEWIS (O.S.)
Sound like a copycat killer

DEAN (O.S.)
Could be

INT. SHERIFF'S OFFICE

LEWIS
You don't sound too sure
(beat)
You got a different theory?

DEAN
(smiles)
Maybe, cases like this it's always best to explore every possibility



LEWIS
(nods, impressed)
That's absolutely true, I try to tell that to my men but they see a murder they immediately follow the first thought, the first suspect, the first instinct. Sometimes they lose sight of the bigger picture in the process

DEAN
Well not us, we like to keep an open mind

Glances at Sam, who smiles knowingly

EXT. SHERIFF'S DEPARTMENT

Dean and Sam are leaving the building, walking to the car

DEAN
He seems like a nice guy, you know, for a cop

SAM
Seemed to take a real shine to you too

DEAN
(smiles)
What can I say, I'm a likeable guy
(beat)
Hey!

Just ahead Dean eyes someone skulking around his car, inspecting it closely

DEAN
The hell do you think you're doing

As they get closer they see that it's Deputy Wretzky standing next to the car

WRETZKY
Evening fellas'.
(to Dean)
Little jumpy aren't we?

DEAN
I just don't like people sniffing round my car

WRETZKY
And what a fine car it is too.
(strokes the bonnet)
'67 Chevy Impala
(turns to Dean)
Hardly standard issue for US Marshalls

DEAN
So I prefer to use my own car
(steps up to Wretzky)
Is that a problem, Deputy?

WRETZKY
Not at all
(beat)
Say, I've always wanted to get a feel for the interior of these beauties, you don't mind if I take a look inside do you, Agent Cooper?

DEAN
As a matter of fact I do

WRETZKY
(suspicious)
Why? You fellas' wouldn't have anything to hide now would you?

DEAN
No, I just can't stand the thought of a little creep like you rummaging through my car.

WRETZKY
(angry)
You son of a-

SAM
(cuts in)
Hey, come on now. We're on the same side here, okay. Why don't you head back inside Deputy and “cool off.”

Wretzky stares at Dean for a beat then shoves past him and heads back to the station

DEAN
Man, what a “weenie”

SAM
Nice move, Dean.

DEAN
Oh come on, the guys a complete ass

SAM
Yeah...
(beat)
Like I said, nice move.

DEAN
That doesn't sound like you.

SAM
(gets in the car)
How would you know what I sound like?

DEAN
(gets in the driver's side)
Oh yeah, I keep forgetting, you've changed-

The Impala starts up and drives off

CUT TO:

EXT. STREET-NIGHT

The Impala rounds the corner past The Silver Dollar Diner

INT. IMPALA

The radio station suddenly turns on and “Ring of Fire” resumes playing

“I fell into a burning ring of fire”

DEAN
That's weird

SAM
(worried)
Pull over

DEAN
What?

SAM
PULL OVER, NOW!

“I went down down down and the flames went higher”

Dean pulls over to the curb and Sam gets out

EXT. STREET

Sam stands in the middle of the road, looking around frantically.

SAM
He's here, Dean. He's somewhere round here!

“And it burned burned burned”

DEAN
Sammy, what the hell are you talking about?

Sam doesn't listen.

“The ring of fire”

POV. SAM

Looking around the empty street he notices a dark alleyway

SAM
There!

“The ring of fire”

Sam runs towards the ally and Dean follows

EXT. STREET, ALLYWAY

Sam runs down and at the far end of the ally finds the body of the waitress from the diner lay down, naked, her body covered in the same symbols

“The taste of love is sweet”

SAM
I'm too late!

Dean catches up with his brother and sees the body

DEAN
Oh man!

Dean pulls a flash light from his pocket and aims it at the body

“When hearts like ours meet”

DEAN
(looking at the wall)
What's that?

Dean moves the flash light past the body and onto the wall behind it. A pool of blood is gathered on the floor and Dean aims the flash light higher to see a message on the wall “Sam and Jess burn together forever. Now she burns alone”



Close up on Sam's face, boiling with rage

“I fell for you like a child”

DEAN (O.S.)
What the hell is going on here?

“Oh but the fire went wild”

[cooldudet]

wow
can't wait for more

[irisheyes]

I absolutely love that song!!!

Great update!!! I wonder what's going on?

[Serenity&Chaos]

*insert dramatic music here* Oooh yeah. That was good. More please.


P.S. Greedo did shoot first.

[Dean5339]

FADE IN:

INT. MOTEL ROOM

Sam sits on the bed leaning forward with his head in his hands

SAM
...Jess

Dean is sat at the computer trying to concentrate. He casts a concerned glance across at his brother

DEAN
Look, Sammy I'm sure wherever Jessica is she's safe.

SAM
You have no idea.



DEAN
No I don't.
(beat)
So why don't you start talking?

Sam shoots Dean a look. Dean nods his head okay.

DEAN
You know, sooner or later you're going to have to tell me what happened to you Sam. Because I know it wasn't just that you saw Jessica again. Yeah, that's hard. I get it. But, I've seen you on that road before and it never escalated to this degree.

Sam shrugs his shoulders.

DEAN
When you're...

SAM
Back off. Seriously Dean... just stop talking about what you don't understand.

DEAN
Then help me Sam, that's all I'm asking for. Let me know how that mind of yours works.

Sam glances over towards a message on the laptop from Bobby. Sam clicks it open, begins reading...

SAM
Looks like Bobby found the name of our mystery man.

Dean sighs and shakes his head...

DEAN
What is it?

SAM
Agaliarept

DEMON
Demon?
(beat)
Is there any other information on him?

EXT. MOTEL ROOM-NIGHT

From Dean and Sam's motel window we angle down to see Deputy Wretzky leaning silently under the window, listening to every word

INT. MOTEL ROOM

SAM
Yeah
(reads the e-mail)
This could be a problem....

DEAN
(intrigued)
What is it?

SAM
According to Bobby: Agaliarept is pretty high up on the demonic food chain, about one tier below the prince of darkness himself.

DEAN
We need to find this guy before the cops do

Sam nods. Dean's phone rings.

DEAN
(answers phone)
Hello?

Sam goes to prepare their supplies

DEAN
Okay...we'll be right there.

He puts down the phone and looks at Sam.

DEAN
We're too late
(beat)
He's just turned himself in!

Close up on Sam's face, lost for words

INT. SHERIFF'S DEPARTMENT, HALLWAY

We track Dean and Sam as they march down the hallway. Sheriff Lewis stands by the coffee machine and greets them as they approach

LEWIS
Glad you could make it

SAM
Where is he?

LEWIS
He's in interrogation

Sam nods and walks on ahead

LEWIS
Is he okay? He seems a little-

DEAN
He's fine. He just wants to get this thing over with

Sam makes his way to the interrogation room

WRETZKY (O.S.)
Hold up!

Sam turns around

SAM
What do you want?

WRETZKY
Can't let you in there
(beat)
My case, my suspect

SAM
You can't go in there. He's not what you think he is



WRETZKY
Bit like you, huh,
(smiles)
“Sam”

Sam is stunned

WRETZKY
Yeah, I know you and Dean back there ain't US Marshalls and once I'm done with this guy I'm going to make sure the two of you spend the rest of your pathetic lives behind bars

SAM
(trying to control his anger)
Please, you want to rat us out then fine, do it but you can't go in that room. That man he's a-

WRETZKY
Demon?

SAM
...You know!

WRETZKY
Yeah I know it's a load of crap you and your “partner” dreamed up. I heard the whole thing.
(beat)
Get out of my way

Sam waits for a beat then reluctantly moves aside. Wretzky grins back as he enters the room

Sam walks back up to Dean and the Sheriff

SAM
(to Dean)
I need to speak with you

DEAN
(to the Sheriff)
Excuse me

The two of them move down the hall out of earshot

SAM
We've got a problem. Wretzky's on to us. He knows who we are

DEAN
Oh great. Where is he?

SAM
He's interrogating our suspect

DEAN
(shakes his head)
Stupid son of a bitch

Sheriff Lewis walks over to them

LEWIS
Is everything alright?

DEAN
Oh, yeah. Everything is fine. My partner's just frustrated that your deputy beat him to the punch

LEWIS
Yeah, sorry about, he's been putting in a lot of hours on this one and he wants to make sure the case is put down for good. Come on we'll watch them through the two-way glass

Lewis leads them into a room marked “Observation Room”

INT. OBSERVATION ROOM

The room is small and dark. On one wall is huge window where we can see Wretzky sitting at a table interrogating the suspect. In the upper right corner of the room is a speaker. We can hear every word being spoken during the interrogation.

WRETZKY (O.C.)
(sits down at the table)
Mr Reginald Christie, right?

CHRISTIE (O.C.)
That's not my name

WRETZKY (O.C.)
(confused)
Really? It's the name on your driver's license we found

CHRISTIE (O.C.)
Yeah, but that's not my real name

WRETZKY (O.C.)
So then what is your “real” name?

Dean and Sam glance at each other. Their expressions both worried

INT. INTERROGATION ROOM

CHRISTIE
What makes you think I'm going to tell you?

WRETZKY
(taken aback)
Ex-excuse me?

CHRISTIE
I don't want to talk to you. You're not worth my time.

WRETZKY
(getting angry)
I don't think you realize just how severe this situation is mister-

Christie leans in, grinning.

CHRISTIE
Does it ever get to you?

WRETZKY
Does what ever get to me?

CHRISTIE
The inescapable fact that you're just not very good at your job

Christie smiles as Wretzky flinches

WRETZKY
Caught you didn't I.

CHRISTIE
(shakes his head)
As recall I walked into this establishment of my own accord.

Wretzky is getting visibly angry.

CHRISTIE
It's always been the case though hasn't it, Mike. Can I call you Mike? That no matter how much overtime you put in, no matter how dedicated you are to the job you just never seem to get the accolades you're always sniffing for.
(beat)
All work and no praise makes Mike a worthless cop.

WRETZKY
(upset)
...Shut up!

CHRISTIE
Don't worry Mikey, you can always do something about it. But that all depends on you. Are you a man, or a bitch?

WRETZKY
(shaking)
I said shut up!

CHRISTIE
(whispers)
Make a choice

Close up on Wretzky's eyes, almost tearful

Suddenly after a beat the tension lifts

CHRISTIE
We're done here
(looks at the reflective glass)
I want to talk to Sammy.

INT. OBSERVATION ROOM

Dean looks at his brother who simply stares back at Christie

CHRISTIE (O.C.)
I know your there, Sam, I can feel your eyes staring straight at me.
(begins singing)
Love Is A Burning Thing, and It Makes A Fiery Ring. Bound By Wild Desire, I Fell Into A Ring Of Fire

LEWIS
(confused)
Who's Sam? Who's he looking at?

SAM
Me
(beat)
I'm going in

DEAN
Not alone your not

SAM
I have to, Dean

DEAN
Sam, it's not safe, we don't have a Devil's Trap up or anything

SAM
I know, just give me the exorcism text just in case

DEAN
Sam, this is insane

SAM
I don't think he wants to kill me

DEAN
Sam, he's possessed for God's sake

SAM
Dean, please just trust me on this

Dean looks at his brother for beat then nods. He doesn't like it but he has to trust Sam's judgment

Sam leaves the room

LEWIS
(to Dean)
Believe you have some explaining to do

Dean turns around and nods

INT. INTERROGATION ROOM

CHRISTIE
(to Wretzky)
Get out

Wretzky looks completely dazed and nods almost zombie-like. As he opens the door to leave, Sam is there. He lets Wretzky past and enters the room, closing the door behind

Christie smiles as Sam takes a seat at the table, eyeing Christie with disgust

CHRISTIE
(smiling)
I've been waiting for you
(sits up straight)
Must say it's mighty honor to finally meet you

Sam places a tattered book onto the table. The man eyes the book

CHRISTIE
Rituale Romanum? Now what on earth could you possibly want with that?



SAM
I'd have though that was pretty self-explanatory

Close up on Christie as he smiles, closes his eyes and opens them again revealing the black eyes of a demonic possession

INT. OBSERVATION ROOM

POV. DEAN

Watching the exchange from the Observation Room

CHRISTIE (O.C.)
You're not gonna' send me to hell, Sam.

SAM (O.C.)
Not right away, no. First I have some questions...

INT. INTERROGATION ROOM

CHRISTIE
Well of course you do! But I like my privacy, so why don't we make it just the two of us.
(glances at the two-way mirror glass)
No eavesdroppers.

With a wave of his hand the mirrored glass is suddenly reversed where once there was a reflection we can now see Dean and Sheriff Lewis looking caught off-guard

Sam looks across and sees his brother frantically pounding on the glass but there is no sound

INT. OBSERVATION ROOM

DEAN
SAM! SAM!
(seeing only his reflection)
He switched the glass around!

LEWIS
What! how?

INT. INTERROGATION ROOM

Christie waves his hand a second time and-

INT. OBSERVATION ROOM

The speaker blows out with a loud bang

LEWIS
I can't hear anything! What happened to the sound?

INT. INTERROGATION ROOM

Sam looks around, realises he's now helpless and trapped

CHRISTIE
No Devil's Trap? Tut-tut, very careless

Close up on Sam's face-scared and angry

CHRISTIE (O.S.)
Now it's just you and me, Samuel.

Christie reaches over and places his hand on Sam's as the room gradually takes on a darker tone.

CHRISTIE (O.S.)
We have so much to talk about...

SAM
So start talking.

Sam yanks his hand away.

CHRISTIE
(smiles)
I take it you know my name?

SAM
Agaliarept

CHRISTIE
Oh, very good! I'm impressed

SAM
Anyway now we're on first name terms, I want to know why. The killings, the executions why go through all that. I saw you, you stayed with the hosts right through the execution. That's a lot of jail time

CHRISTIE
You don't know how demons operate do you?
(closes his eyes and lets out a long sigh)
Possessing a soul is all well and good, but to get the most out of it you have to be in it for the long term. Possessing a soul just isn't enough, you have to break it! Best way to break it is over the long haul, keep it trapped, quiet and helpless, knowing it's gonna' die a painful, cruel and unjust death.
(licks lip)
Mm mm, there is no sweeter feeling...

CUT TO:

INT. SHERIFF'S DEPARTMENT, LOCKER ROOM

We see Wretzky standing in front of his locker, slowly loading bullets into his revolver

INT. INTERROGATION ROOM

SAM
(angry)
You sick bastard. How many innocent men have you condemned?

CHRISTIE
Samuel, there's no such thing as an “innocent man”. Human beings are inherently cruel by your very, fundamental nature. You spend billions trying to develop new and varied ways to maim and kill each other. And yet...your spirits are so fragile, like delicate sculptures of glass... so satisfying when they shatter.

Christie looks at Sam straight in the eye

CHRISTIE
But you didn't come here to make small talk, did you Samuel? You had some real questions for me, about sweet little Jess...

SAM
Where is she?

CHRISTIE
You know where she is, Samuel

SAM
(shakes his head)
No, no I got her out, I saved her!

CHRISTIE
Uh uh, I don't think so. Not that easy. No- she's back downstairs now- with all the other tormented souls... where she belongs. I still find it rather amusing how we got her soul in the first place.

SAM
What are you talking about?

Christie bursts into laugher.

CHRISTIE
He never told you!

SAM
Told me what?!

CHRISTIE
How sweet little jess died.

SAM
She died just like my mom, burned- pinned to the ceiling.

CHRISTIE
Oh no, no, no... that's now the whole story.

SAM
What did he do to her?!

CHRISTIE
He?
(laughs)
"He" had nothing to do with it.

SAM
What do you mean?

CHRISTIE
You really think I'm going to spoil the surprise? No, I don't think so- you'll find out in due time... as a matter of fact, word's been traveling that he's been looking for you. The two of your are like brothers really, cut from the same cloth...
(beat)
And don't worry about poor little Jessica, Samuel. She'll be in good company- very soon.

SAM
What are you talking about?

CHRISTIE
Dean's gonna' be joining her in 5...4

SAM
No!

Sam quickly moves over to the glass window and tries to warn Dean

SAM
Dean get out! Hurry

On the other side of the glass Dean is trying to break the mirror with a chair

CHRISTIE
3....2....1

Just then Sam sees the Observation Room door burst open and Wretzky walks in, gun in hand and fires BANG BANG two shots at the sheriff, Dean turns around and BANG BANG gets two shots to the chest

SAM
NO! DEAN!

Sam watches helplessly as his brother's body slumps to the floor leaving a red smear going down the glass



Sam falls to his knees, devastated and angry

SAM
....no!

CHRISTIE
I'm sorry, Samuel. I'm so truly sorry, but this is how it was always meant to be

SAM
I'm gonna' kill you!!!

CHRISTIE
(nods)
I know you want to, but believe it or not I did not come here to destroy your life, Samuel

Sam looks up at Christie

Christie's eyes are now black

CHRISTIE
I came here to make you a deal.

[irisheyes]

So much suspense, I can barely take it!!!

Love it, love it, love it!!!!

[Oceane]

OMG!The deputy shot Dean
What kind of deal Christie wanted to make with Sam, can't wait to know.

[Serenity&Chaos]

Aghhh! You had to leave it there?!

[cooldudet]

now that was a nail biting update
omg
breathes in and out
OMFG
OMFG
OMFG

[Dean5339]

INT. INTERROGATION ROOM

Sam leans forward, caught off guard.

CHRISTIE
Well, what'll it be, Samuel?

SAM
What kind of deal?

Christie leans back in his chair and smiles

CHRISTIE
Well, it's a little tricky to explain but consider this: You give in to your true nature, become the prodigal leader you always destined to be and I'll bring Dino back to life. And as for your girlfriend, I'm afraid she's "off limits;" but I can promise you she'll be sent back up to the penthouse suite, harp in hand and halo up top...
(beat)
So, what do you say? Do we have a deal?

Sam lowers his head, thinking long and hard about it… he glances over through the observation windows seeing the smeared blood. He sighs and shakes his head.

SAM
(beat)
No

CHRISTIE
What?! This is your destiny Sam. There is no escaping this. We are giving you the easy way out!

Sam narrows his eyes.



SAM
I said no.

CHRISTIE
You don’t seem to be seeing the bigger picture here Samuel.

SAM
No. I am. This is all a trick. I have no guarantees that you will keep your end of the bargain. All I know is that you need me. I’m not like the others. I’m in control.

CHRISTIE
You will never be in control of your own destiny. We OWN you!

SAM
Oh yeah? Then make me change my mind. Here and now.

Sam stands up and urges Christie to attack him.

SAM
Come on. You’re going to make me become your general?! Then do it already!

Christie narrows his eyes…

SAM
That’s right, you can’t.

Sam arcs his eyebrows grinning victoriously.

SAM
Because I have free will! I will never become your general.
(beat)
You honestly thought I was really going to join you just because you killed my brother? Hell, if anything I'm even more pissed off because right now I swear to make it my sole mission to avenge his death by killing as many demonic bastards as I can find...

Sam reaches into his pants pockets and pulls out a gun.

SAM
Starting with you.
(beat)
This is going to sting a little…

CHRISTIE
What are you doing?!

Sam aims it at Christie’s leg. BANG! Sam fires off a shot.

SAM
Sending you back to where you belong.

Christie falls back on his chair to the floor, clutching his wounded leg

SAM
Consecrated bullets, they won't kill you but they'll do for now

Sam grabs the Rituale Romanum and begins reading outloud

SAM
A Spiritus Sanctus...

Christe squirms as he gets up…

CHRISTIE
Samuel do do this, don't be a fool

Christie’s face begins to distort, Sam notices this, but continues… Christie screams in agony. Sam grins.

CHRISTIE
You will never be able to escape who you are!

Christie grabs Sam by the arm as a bright white flash of light engulfs the screen

JUMP CUT:
INT. INTERROGATION ROOM

Sam wakes up and looks around the room

SAM
What..

Just then the door bursts open and Dean and Lewis enter guns drawn

DEAN
Sam, dude you okay?

SAM
(overjoyed)
Dean!

Sam runs to his brother and embraces him in a hug

SAM
I thought you were dead, I saw you die Dean

Dean looks as uncomfortable as he's ever been

DEAN
Er...okay Sammy, I'm glad to see you too but you're kind of cramping my style if you get me

SAM
(lets go)
Sorry man
(looks around)
Where's Christie?

LEWIS
Hell if we know

DEAN
After he pulled the magic mirror trick we came straight over to here and kicked in the door

SAM
But I saw you get shot
(looks at Lewis)
I saw both of you get shot by Wretzky-

LEWIS
Wretzky's dead. We found him in the locker room with his gun in his mouth

SAM
I-I'm sorry

LEWIS
(nod)
Yeah...

DEAN
Anyway, we need to find this guy, he's dangerous and he could be anywhere-



SAM
No

DEAN
What?

SAM
He's gone, Dean. We're not going to find him now no matter how hard we look

DEAN
We might catch a break

Sam shakes his head

SAM
I think he got what he wanted, now he's gone to report back the
boss man

LEWIS
Boss man?

Dean looks at the Sheriff and shrugs

LEWIS
Well, I think this caes'll stay open for now, no reason for you two to still be here is there?

DEAN
No I guess not

LEWIS
This Christie guy, he wasn't human was he

SAM
No sir

LEWIS
(nods)
Just had to be sure
(beat)
You can show yourselves out

DEAN
Thank you, Sheriff

Lewis watches as Dean and Sam leave the room and head out of the station

EXT. ROAD-NIGHT

“The Man Comes Around” by Johnny Cash blasts from the car radio

INT. IMPALA

Sam stares out the window.

DEAN
What is it?

SAM
He could have killed me, Dean. I went against him and he had the chance to kill me...
(beat)
Why am I still alive?



Dean is hit off guard by this… he takes a deep breath as he glances back and forth between the road and his brother looking for the right words to say, he can't- he's at a loss...

DEAN
You’re right… That is troubling.

EXT. COUNTRY ROAD- NIGHT

The Impala drives out of Rillington County fading out of view. We stay behind for a moment as Christie walks into frame and turns his head to watch the Impala fade into the night...

FADE TO:
EXT. FBI HEADQUARTERS, WASHINGTON DC

DISSOLVE TO:
INT. OFFICE

We close up on a fax as the light turns on and an incoming fax feeds through the machines we CLOSE UP on the fax which contains a photo of Dean and Sam and below a list of charges and information. Below that the fax is singed off

From Deputy Wretzky, Rillington County Sheriffs Department

Close up on the photo of Sam and Dean for a beat as we...

[FADE TO BLACK]