Root of All Evil, Diversus Semita, Episode 7

[He That Fears No Evil]

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"Root of All Evil"

TEASER

Title Card: "Then"

Music: "Tornado of Souls" - Megadeth

(A small note here. Due to my contract being reworked, I'm required to write a detailed recap...and, yes, it's because they gave me a cookie... )

4.1 - "Hell Hath No Fury"
DEAN, unconscious on the road.

4.2 - "Who the Hell is Dean Winchester?"
Shot of DEAN's cat scans and of DEAN looking in the mirror.

RHETT: (V.O)
He survived being hit by a semi...braking from 150...

4.3 - "Foot Against Stone"
DEAN and NATHANIEL, on the mountaintop.

NATHANIEL:
To defeat Lilith and stop the apocalypse.

4.4. - "Gimme Back My Bullets"
DEAN gets the Colt back.

4.5 - "Bark at the Moon"
NATHANIEL, talking to DEAN.

NATHANIEL:
They will be prepared for the Rapture, Dean. When all the souls of true believers are sent into Heaven.

4.6 - "Alone in the Dark"
JENNY flickers into view.

JENNY:
Hey, Dean.

DEAN is shocked.

Fade to Black. The music stops.

Title Card: "Now"

Fade Up - EXT. A Suburban Neighborhood - Night
We pan through a suburban neighborhood at night. There is no movement on the street or the sidewalk. A few streetlights light up the sidewalk in a few places.

Cut to -
A large, nondescript van pulling up to one house.

Cut to -
The driver-side door opening and a man, CLARK, coming out and looking around as though he expects someone to be watching him. After a minute, he gets out.

Cut to -
CLARK pulling the sliding door open to reveal a mulcher, sitting against the opposite wall. He unbuckles the straps around it and wheels it out.

Cut to - INT. CLARK's House, Garage - Night
The room is dark until CLARK opens the garage door. We see it seems to be completely empty, save for a single MAN strapped down on a wooden table. He is gagged, but makes no sound anyway.

CLARK wheels the mulcher in, then closes the garage door. He leaves the mulcher sitting there, then walks over to the table.

CLARK:
You think people don't see what you do? (He leans over, whispering loudly into the MAN's ear) Degrading children in pornographic films...you make me SICK!

He slams his fist down on the table. The MAN yells out.

CLARK: (CON'T.)
That's why they sent me...and my friend...

He walks over to the mulcher and turns it on.

CLARK:
(putting on goggles) And, so...I'm going to make you return all that dirty money you made...

The MAN, on the table, struggles, but it does no good.

Cut to -
CLARK, going and taking a syringe filled with a muscle relaxant off of the tray by the table and injecting the MAN. Effectively, the MAN is paralyzed while being wide awake.

Cut to -
CLARK, unstrapping the MAN.

CLARK:
You really don't know...how much I don't want to do this. But your sins are too much to be redeemed...

Cut to -
CLARK, putting on an apron and fastening it.

CLARK: (CON'T.)
It's dirty work, but someone's got to do it...

Cut to -
The MAN, on the table. His eyes show his panic.

Cut to -
CLARK, tipping the table over. Before undoing the final strap, CLARK mutters a prayer in Latin. The strap comes off and the body falls into the mulcher.

Cut to -
CLOSE UP of CLARK as he watches. We hear the sounds of the body getting chopped up by the blades. Blood spews all over him from offscreen.

Series Title Card.

[SupernaturalGirl]

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[He That Fears No Evil]

ACT ONE
Fade Up - EXT. A Motel - Day
We see a motel by the name of "The Hole in the Wall." The Impala is parked outside.

Cut to - INT. The Hole in the Wall, Sam and Dean's Room - Day
DEAN sits on the bed, listening to his mp3 player while SAM researches. DEAN is using the magic fingers, which clearly annoys SAM, though he says nothing. After a minute, SAM finds something.

SAM:
Dude...

He looks over to see that DEAN is not listening. SAM tears a piece of paper off a notepad, balls it up, and throws it at DEAN to get his attention.

DEAN:
(pulling out the earphones) What, man?

SAM:
I found something.

DEAN:
(gets up, walks over) What is it?

SAM:
One town over, there's been a rash of disappearances.

DEAN:
Kids?

SAM:
No, no kids. All the vics are over eighteen.

DEAN:
So it's not rawheads.

SAM:
Nope. But there doesn't seem to be anything that ties any of them together. There's nothing they have in common.

DEAN:
Looks like it's worth a look.

SAM:
(nods) Yeah, let's hit it...

Cut to - INT. A Diner - Day
SAM and DEAN enter a not-so-busy diner in their full black suit get up. A hot young WAITRESS walks up.

WAITRESS:
Welcome to the Cunningham Diner, may I take your...(SAM and DEAN stop her by flashing their badges) oh, great.

Cut to -
A little later. The WAITRESS talks to SAM and DEAN.

SAM:
And so, Mister Carrier just disappeared?

WAITRESS:
(nods) None of us have any clue where he went. But you know, life goes on.

DEAN:
You don't seem overly worried for him.

WAITRESS:
Well, to tell you the truth, he wasn't a particularly good man.

SAM:
How do you mean?

WAITRESS:
He was...a womanizer. Bless his poor wife, she never knew. He had a habit of...(a beat, then disgusted) Seducing the waitresses...several times...

DEAN:
Nice.

WAITRESS:
I'm just glad he never got to me, or I might have ended up like Connie.

SAM:
Connie?

WAITRESS:
The last waitress who worked here. She shows up to tell Carrier she's pregnant, she leaves, and she's never seen again...

SAM and DEAN exchange looks.

Cut to - EXT. The Rosethorn Flower Shop - Day
We see a quaint little flower shop. The Impala is parked outside.

Cut to - INT. The Rosethorn Flower Shop - Day
SAM and DEAN, still in suits, question a CLERK.

CLERK:
(cleaning off the table, dangerously sarcastic) Yeah, Mr. Cooper disappeared. We were all choked up about it and everything...

DEAN:
Seems like you didn't like him.

CLERK:
More like hated his guts. Still, this was the only job open in town at the time, and the pay was half-decent.

SAM:
What can you tell us about Mr. Cooper?

CLERK:
Drinker...downright bastard...what more would you like to know?

Again, SAM and DEAN exchange looks.

Cut to - EXT. A Truckstop - Day
SAM is pumping gas into the Impala. DEAN walks up.

DEAN:
I checked up here, too.

SAM:
And? (He puts the pump up) What'd you find?

DEAN:
(a beat, then with disgust) Owner of the gas station was involved in child pornography.

SAM:
(face contorts) Eww...

DEAN:
(disgusted) Yeah...

SAM:
Okay, so someone's killing off just really evil people, then?

DEAN:
Looks like it.

SAM:
Huh...

DEAN:
Yeah.

They get into the Impala.

Fade to Black.

[He That Fears No Evil]

ACT TWO
Fade Up - EXT. The "Two N' A Quarter" Dinner - Day
It's a bit later in the day. A car drives by as we focus on a pristine-looking diner in town. A single car drives by before.

Cut to - INT. The "Two N' A Quarter" Dinner - Day
We get a tracking shot through the diner, showing a WAITRESS taking orders, people coming in a leave, orders being called up, etc. Eventually, we come to rest on SAM and DEAN at a booth. SAM has his laptop out while DEAN munches on a bacon cheeseburger.

SAM:
So, three missing person, with nobody seeming to care that they're gone.

DEAN:
(with mouthful) Yeah, sounds bad.

SAM:
(with a look) Come on, Dean. People are disappearing, no trace, no nothing.

DEAN:
Yeah, well, maybe it's just a coincidence.

SAM:
Since when they hell have you ever been a skeptic?

DEAN:
I just saying, Sam. Total dicks are disappearing. And if this thing is just hunting dicks, do you think we should care that much?

SAM:
Okay, fine. Maybe there's something else that will get your attention.

DEAN:
What's that?

SAM:
(picks up newspaper article) A man here in town just donated almost two million dollars to a local orphanage.

DEAN:
(Unimpressed, with sarcasm) Yay!

SAM:
Guy's a school teacher.

DEAN:
Hit the lotto.

SAM:
I checked the newspapers on that, and nothing. Not unless he won it 43 years ago.

DEAN:
Why so specific?

SAM:
Because that's the last time anyone in this town hit the lotto.

BUM: (OS)
Hey!

The camera pans over as SAM and DEAN look, to show a BUM at the end of the diner, at the bar. He is dressed ragged and just in bad shape all together. He drinks from a cup of coffee.

BUM: (CON'T.)
You ain't gotta rub it in!

SAM:
(to the BUM) Sorry. (to DEAN) So? Coincidence?

DEAN:
You think there's a connection between a bunch of people going MIA and a guy who can pull money from nowhere? (SAM shrugs) Fine...we'll case him...

Cut to - EXT. Clark's House - Day
We come back to the house from the TEASER. We can hear the grinding of the mulcher.

Cut to - INT. Clark's House, The Garage - Day
CLARK, in his apron and goggles and covered in blood, turns off the mulcher. He walks over to where the body would have come out (albeit in pieces), and the camera pans with him to reveal a small pile of money lying, untouched by the gore. CLARK picks up a wad of bills.

CLARK:
It's a shame, really. But this money is not meant for me...

There is a knock at the door. Moving quickly, CLARK pushes both the mulcher and the pile of money into the corner, throwing a tarp over it. There is another knock at the door and CLARK moves to remove his apron and goggles.

CUT TO - EXT. Clark's House, the Front Door - Day
SAM and DEAN have once again assumed the FBI get up.

SAM:
Maybe he's not home.

DEAN:
The guy's a schoolteacher and has one car in the front drive.

SAM:
What does that have to do with anything?

DEAN:
Teachers don't have much of a social life, Sam.

SAM:
That's stereotyping.

DEAN:
Whatever.

He knocks again.

The door opens and CLARK pokes his head out.

CLARK:
Yes?

DEAN:
(flashes badge) FBI. I'm Agent Townshend, (gestures to SAM) This is my partner, Agent Daltrey. We'd like to ask you a few questions, if you have some time.

CLARK:
(starting to close the door, half-heartedly) I don't really-

DEAN:
(pushing the door open) Thought you wouldn't mind so much.

CLARK:
What do you want?

DEAN:
Clark Wettles, aged 41. Teacher at Red Pine Middle School, correct?

CLARK:
Yeah, but what does that have to do with anything?

DEAN:
We'd like to know where you've been getting all this extra money from that you've been donating. One point five mil seems like a lot of money...you've been saving all your checks, or what?

CLARK:
If you must know, I'm an investor in my spare time. I recently hit the motherload.

DEAN:
Really? Foreign stock? What company?

CLARK:
Lemme see you badges again?

DEAN and SAM flash their badges.

CLARK: (CON'T.)
Yeah, okay. If you want me to cooperate, get a warrant. Otherwise, get the hell out of my house.

Cut to - EXT. Clark's House - Day
DEAN and SAM head back to the Impala.

SAM:
Maybe the guy is clean.

DEAN:
(shakes his head) No, he's hiding something. Looks like you were right about this one.

SAM:
(smirks) I usually am.

DEAN rolls his eyes and gets into the Impala. SAM follows suit.

Cut to - INT. Clark's House, Living Room - Day
CLARK watches from the window, through the curtain, as the Impala drives off. Then, he goes over to an old record player and puts it on.

Music: "Piano Concerto No. 21" - Mozart

As the music plays, CLARK goes to sit in an old, gray armchair. He lays a hand on his forehead and lets out a long, deep breath, thinking that he's in the clear.

Fade to Black.

[He That Fears No Evil]

ACT THREE
Fade Up - EXT. Clark's House - Night
It is dark, as it is night...apparently. The Impala is parked across the street.

Cut to - EXT. Clark's House, Sideyard - Night
SAM and DEAN sneak around the side of the house, magnums drawn.

SAM: (whispers)
C'mon, Dean. I'm getting less sure about this...

DEAN: (whispers)
This guy wins almost two mil and people are heading off to the cornfield? C'mon, Sam, we need to find out what this guy is really up to.

They get near a window that looks into.

INT. Clark's House, The Garage - Night
The two brothers look through a window to see CLARK, preparing yet another victim to be chopped up in the mulcher.

CLARK:
You breathe lies to everyone, but I see it...everything...the murders, the blackmail...and you will never hurt anyone ever again...

DEAN: (whispers)
Sam, it's the bum...

SAM:
What?

DEAN:
The homeless guy, in the dinner, the one that told you to shut up...

SAM:
(glumly) Oh, yeah...

DEAN:
We gotta get in there.

Cut to - INT. Clark's House, The Garage - Night
CLARK is about to finish off the BUM when two gunshots are heard. Then, DEAN kicks in the door.

DEAN:
Don't move!

CLARK drops the syringe of fluid and backs away. It falls onto the floor and cracks. SAM goes over and unstraps the BUM from table.

SAM:
Are you alright?

BUM:
Yeah, thanks boys...

DEAN:
Say what?

BUM:
(pulls FBI ID out of his pocket) Special Agent Ethan Buckhouse, at your service.

SAM and DEAN exchange look, but keep their guns on CLARK.

Cut to -
CLARK, who flees.

Cut to -
DEAN. He fires and hits the door, narrowly missing CLARK's head.

The BUM, referred to from here onward as BUCKHOUSE, nods to the boys.

BUCKHOUSE:
Get after him!

DEAN runs after CLARK.

SAM:
Why didn't you tell us you were one of us?

BUCKHOUSE:
Deep undercover. Had to keep it that way.

SAM:
So you've been investigating the disappearances?

BUCKHOUSE:
Yes, I have. And I figured that this man had something to do with it.

SAM:
Good plan.

BUCKHOUSE:
Thanks for stepping in, though.

SAM:
Certainly.

Cut to - EXT. The Woods - Night
CLARK runs through the dark woods with DEAN in close pursuit.

DEAN:
Stop!

CLARK:
You won't stop my work!

DEAN fires again, hitting CLARK right above the knee. He falls over.

DEAN comes up, keeping his gun trained on CLARK.

CLARK:
(groaning, looks up at DEAN) You were burning...

DEAN:
What?

Flashback - 4.3 "Foot Against Stone"
NATHANIEL, speaking to DEAN.

NATHANIEL:
You were burning...

Back to the present -

CLARK:
(horrified) I have slain many people, but you have burned in the very fires of Hell...

DEAN:
(astounded) How could you have known that?

CLARK:
I have killed so many people, but they were nothing compared to your evil...

DEAN puts on a stoic face before he whips the gun out and puts a bullet, offscreen, through CLARK's head.

Fade to Black.

[He That Fears No Evil]

ACT FOUR
Fade Up - EXT. Clark's House - Night
An ambulance has arrived and is taking CLARK's body away. DEAN and SAM stand with BUCKHOUSE, who is still in his bum outfit.

BUCKHOUSE:
So anyway, thanks for your help, boys. Now lemme ask, who is your supervisor?

SAM:
Cary Douglas.

BUCKHOUSE:
(down to a whisper) Bobby Singer, huh?

DEAN:
(after sharing a look with SAM of pure shock) You know him?

BUCKHOUSE:
Oh, yeah. Bobby and I go way back! Years!

SAM:
Oh...he's never mentioned you.

BUCKHOUSE:
C'mon, I'm sure he has...Ethan Buckhouse. (DEAN and SAM both shake their heads) Not even once? (Again, more head shaking. BUCKHOUSE looks depressed) Forgetful old coot...

Cut to - INT. CLARK's House, Garage - Night
Two CSI are photographing the scene.

CSI #1:
Yo, Lenny! Come check this out!

CSI #2 comes over as CSI #1 pulls the tarp off of the mulcher completely, showing the full thing.

CSI #2:
Jesus Christ!

CSI #1:
This is where he must've done it...chopped 'em up and buried 'em somewhere...

He stops, his finger accidentally flipping the activation switch.

Cut to - EXT. The Garage - Night
SAM, DEAN, and BUCKHOUSE hear the motor start and rush in.

Cut to - INT. The Garage - Night
CSI #1 flicks the switch, shutting it off again.

CSI #1:
Sorry, it's just me...

DEAN:
Geez, dude! Don't do that!

CSI #1:
(to DEAN) Sorry. (to CSI #2) Hey, Lenny, you alright?

Cut to -
A CLOSE UP of CSI #2. He has his back turned to the group, and we see a trickle of blood drip from his eye. He wipes it away on his sleeve before turning back to the group.

CSI #2:
Yeah, sorry Fred. Let's get this thing out of here, yeah?

SAM:
Sorry, we've got jurisdiction. We're gonna take this back to D.C. with us. Bag it up.

CSI #1:
Looks like the suits when this one, come on, Lenny.

CSI #2:
(looking angry, but then hiding it) Yeah....

They head off to bag the mulcher.

DEAN:
Okay, so what are we gonna do?

BUCKHOUSE:
Best to call Bobby and find out what it is, I'd expect.

SAM:
Okay, let's do that, then. Then we can get rid of it, or something...

The three of them nod and head off.

Cut to - EXT. CLARK's House - Night
CSI #1 and CSI #2 are trying to lift it into a van to take it to be bagged.

CSI #1: (on the ground, trying to lift it up)
C'mon, Lenny! I can't hold it here forever.

CSI #2: (with a sinister smirk)
You won't have to...

CSI #1:
What the-? Lenny, quit screwing around!

CSI #2 drops his end of the mulcher. He reaches into the van for something. The heavier end of the mulcher drops on CSI #1's foot.

CSI #1:
What the f-?!

Suddenly, there is a sickening slicing sound. Pan down on him to show a pair of surgical scissors angled into his neck so as to sever his vocal chords. A little blood spurts out, but not an unrealistic amount of it. He slumps over the mulcher. CSI #1 pushes him off and pulls it from halfway out of the van, wheeling it away to...somewhere else...

Fade to Black.

[SupernaturalGirl]

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[He That Fears No Evil]

ACT FIVE
Fade Up - INT. Sam and Dean's Room -Day
DEAN, SAM, and BUCKHOUSE are sitting around. BOBBY is on speakerphone.

BOBBY:
You ain't dealing with a ghost, ya idjits. It's a cursed object.

DEAN:
But I cursed objects only act as catalysts for ghosts. Like an otherworldly life preserver or something.

BOBBY:
Yeah, but if it gets enough wrapped around it, it can manifest itself.

DEAN:
As what?

BOBBY:
A human possessing killing machine.

DEAN:
(a beat) Good point.

SAM:
How do destroy it?

BOBBY:
I'm working on it...

BUCKHOUSE:
Alright, we'll keep it safe.

BOBBY:
(a beat) Boys, don't leave him with it, alright?

BUCKHOUSE looks offended. DEAN grins.

DEAN:
Sure thing, Bobby.

BOBBY is heard hanging up.

BUCKHOUSE:
Yep, he remembers me...

DEAN roars with laughter.

SAM:
So, anyway, we need to go pick up the mulcher.

DEAN:
I'll go. (to BUCKHOUSE, patting him on the shoulder) C'mon, Bucky...you can keep me company...

BUCKHOUSE:
It's Buckhouse!

DEAN:
Right, right...

They head for the door.

Cut to -
SAM, looking back to the books. Suddenly, there comes a knock at the door. He goes over and, after peeking through the peep-hole, opens it, revealing LENNY, the CSI from before.

SAM:
Can I help you?

LENNY pulls a shovel from around his back and hits SAM over the head with it, knocking him unconscious.

Cut to - EXT. The Police Department - Day
DEAN and BUCKHOUSE exit. DEAN looks angry.

DEAN:
(pulling out his phone and dialing) Dammit...

BUCKHOUSE:
How could it have-?

DEAN:
I don't know!

The phone picks up on the other side.

DEAN: (CON'T.)
Sam, someone took the mulcher, and we don't know where -

LENNY's VOICE: (on the other end)
I know where it is, Dean...

DEAN:
(stops) Let my brother go...

LENNY's VOICE:
I'm afraid I can't do that, Dean...

Cut to - INT. An Abandoned Warehouse - Day
LENNY now wears the same apron and goggles that CLARK had worn before.

DEAN's voice: (on the other end)
Let him go!

LENNY:
I wish I could do that, but Sam has been a very, very bad boy...

DEAN:
I swear, when I find you, I'm going to tear you apart.

LENNY:
Oh, good...then I can ride you for a little while...

DEAN:
You have no idea who you're dealing with.

LENNY:
Do you?

Cut to -
The previous shot of DEAN. He hangs up his phone in disgust.

BUCKHOUSE:
What are we gonna do?

DEAN:
Get the laptop out of the car.

Cut to - EXT. The Parking Lot, The Impala - Day
DEAN pulls out the other laptop and pulls up the Internet, connecting.

BUCKHOUSE:
You're gonna trace the call?

DEAN:
(typing in a code) That's the idea...

Cut to - INT. The Warehouse - Day
SAM, strapped down on the table, awakes.

LENNY;
Good, you're up...

SAM:
Where the hell are we?

LENNY:
We're in an old warehouse outside of town...Lenny has no basement.

SAM:
So you're not Lenny?

LENNY:
No. No, I am not.

SAM:
Then what the hell are you?

LENNY:
Well. I was a gardener, a long time ago...then I was a school teacher...and now I'm a crime scene investigator...I don't know what I'll be in my next life...maybe a hunter?

SAM:
You can take over people's bodies?

LENNY:
Only if I'm not in one right then...it's weird. It all started when I was living in that mulcher and then...I woke up...and I saw every bad thing that people did...just like your brother...and just like you...

SAM:
Look, my brother's a bit of a womanizer, but that's nothing to -

LENNY: (Interrupts)
You mean he hasn't told you?

SAM:
What do you mean?!

LENNY:
(changes the subject) It doesn't matter, he won't find you here. We're too far out of the way.

SAM:
So why do you do this?

LENNY:
Because no one else will...all the things they do have to be expunged. All that filthy money they made needs to be put somewhere where it can do some good.

SAM:
You aren't gonna get a nickel out of me.

LENNY:
We'll see...

SAM:
No, I mean it.

The camera pans down a little to show that SAM is stealthily trying to wriggle out of his restrains.

SAM: (CON'T.)
I'm not evil...

LENNY:
(laughs) You care to repeat that?! It burns through your veins, boy!

He goes over and switches the mulcher on. The engines roars into life, groans, and then stops. Then, the lights go out.

LENNY: (CON'T.)
What the-?

Cut to -
The doors at the end of the room bursting open. DEAN and BUCKHOUSE enter, both wielding shotguns.

LENNY turns, still holding the syring of muscle relaxant.

Cut to -
DEAN, taking the shotgun and blasting him through the head, effectively blowing it off.

Cut to -
BUCKHOUSE, running over and unstrapping SAM.

BUCKHOUSE:
You alright, kid?

SAM:
(nods) Yeah.

DEAN:
Good. (Digs into his pocket) Let's get rid of this thing.

SAM:
You brought salt and matches?

DEAN:
(pulling salt out and setting it on the mulcher) Well, you're half-right...(he pulls out a fuse-less detonator and charges) We're gonna salt and burn it...with dynamite...

BUCKHOUSE:
How the hell did you boys get your hands on dynamite?

DEAN:
A gig we worked back in Montana. Remember, Sammy? The Indian spirit on the Air Force Base?

SAM:
Dean, how are you sure that that's even going to work?

DEAN:
(pulling out the detonator) No use in not trying...

BUCKHOUSE:
I'm afraid you won't be blowing anything up...

The boys turn to him. A trickle of blood drops from his eye.

DEAN:
Oh, come on!

BUCKHOUSE:
Give me the detonator!

DEAN:
(presses the button, then tosses it to BUCKHOUSE) Sure, dude...all yours...

He grabs SAM and they run.

BUCKHOUSE moves over, trying to shut off the detonator, but finds no such thing. It explodes, sending him all kinds of everywhere.

Cut to - EXT. The Warehouse - Day
SAM and DEAN emerge just before the enter warehouse goes up in flames. The two of them head for the Impala.

DEAN:
Come on, Sam. We've got about thirty seconds before the 5-0 show up.

SAM:
Poor dude...

DEAN:
Yeah, totally sucks for him, let's go!

They get into the car and drive off.

Cut to - EXT. The Roads - Day
The Impala drives along.

Music: ""Travelin' Man" - Lynyrd Skynyrd

Cut to - INT. The Impala - Day
DEAN drives. SAM is in the passenger seat.

DEAN:
Whacked out guy, huh?

SAM:
He was just trying to make the world better...

DEAN:
You mean you actually approve of what he was doing?

SAM:
No. I don't. At least, not the way he was doing it. But in his own, twisted way, he was save the world...that's kind of admirable. (DEAN gives him a hard look, he sighs) No, not really...

DEAN:
Absolute bat.

SAM:
Yeah...

There is silence as they drive along.

END CREDITS.