Air Date: 26 Oct 2006

EXT. CITY STREET - DAY

Fade into sh*t of a clock tower, reading 12:21. Pan down to a smiling, late-middle aged man (Dr. Jennings), walking down the sidewalk. His cell phone rings; he picks it up.

Dr. Jennings: Hello. Yeah.

White-flash image of a g*n barrel raising.

Dr. Jennings: All right.

Cut to another image of Dr. Jennings cocking a g*n. Back to Dr. Jennings' face; he lowers the phone slowly. A city bus with a triangular Blue Ridge logo on the front passes. He smiles, turns, and continues walking. Across the street he enters a sports equipment shop and approaches a man leaning against a counter reading g*n magazine.

Dr. Jennings: Afternoon, Dennis.

Dennis: Hey, Doc.

Dr. Jennings: I'd like to look at a g*n.

Dennis: (laughing)

Yeah, right, doc.

Dr. Jennings just looks at him

Dennis: Seriously?

He crosses behind the counter in front of a display of g*n. Dr. Jennings looks around, then points.

Dr. Jennings: That one.

Dennis unlocks the display and pulls out the indicated g*n.

Dennis: Okay. That's a turkey hunter, twelve gauge, pump action. Doesn't leave enough turkey behind, if you ask me.

Dr. Jennings: What sort of shells does it use?

Dennis: (pulling a box from under the counter)

Right here. I'm taking the boys up to the cabin this weekend if you're uh... I mean if you think you might like to take up the sport.

Dr. Jennings: (taking a shell and starting to fit it into the g*n)

Thanks, but no. You know g*n make me nervous, always have. This one goes in here, right?

Dennis: Whoa, Doc! No, you can't load a w*apon on the premises, it's illegal!

Dr. Jennings: It's okay, Dennis.

Dennis: No, no.

Dr. Jennings: It's okay, Dennis. It's all gonna be okay.

He turns the g*n on Dennis and fires.

Dennis: Doc!

Dennis is hurled against the wall as the blast hits him. The other customers start to panic.

Dr. Jennings: No, no, it's, it's okay. It's okay. It's all gonna be okay.

He presses the g*n against his chin; pan up to a Sample sink hanging on the wall above his head; the g*n goes off again and the sink is splattered with blood. Cut to ...

INT. BATHROOM - NIGHT

Sam gasps. He is leaning over the sink in a dingy bathroom, the water running. White flashes from the previous scene cut across his vision.

Sam: No...

He runs a hand under the water and washes his face, scrubbing the hand through his hair. As he shuts the water off and looks up into the mirror, the door bursts open to reveal Dean.

Dean: Sam, come on, zip it up. Let's h*t the... road. What?

Close on Sam, breathing heavily and blinking.

END Teaser

TITLE CARD: SUPERNATURAL

EXT. HIGHWAY - NIGHT

Dean is driving the Impala, Sam in the passenger's seat, down a dark two-lane road. The radio is playing.

Radio Announcer: Rockin' Nebraska. Your source for the classics, all night long.

Dean: I don't know, man, why don't we just chill out, think about this.

Sam: (shutting off the radio)

What's there to think about?

Dean: I just don't know if going to the Roadhouse is the smartest idea.

Sam: Dean, it's another premonition. I know it. This is gonna happen, and Ash can tell us where.

Dean: Yeah, man, but...

Sam: Plus it could have some connection with the demon. My visions always do.

Dean: That's my point. There's gonna be hunters there, I don't know if, if, if going in and announcing that you're some supernatural freak with a, a demonic connection is the best thing, okay?

Sam: So I'm a freak now?

Dean: (slapping Sam on the thigh)

You've always been a freak.

INT. ROADHOUSE - NIGHT

Jo is playing a sh**t arcade game as an older man (Ed) watches. She hits every target, and he groans.

Ed: Damn, little lady, that was my room money.

Jo: (taking the money he pulls out)

Well, I guess you're taking a truck nap tonight.

As she walks away, pleased with herself, Ellen walks over.

Ellen: Oughta check the high scores before you put your money down.

She presses a button on the game and a list of high scores - all reading "Player: Jo" scrolls across the screen.

Ellen: You went and got yourself hustled, Ed.

Dean and Sam enter, passing two men at a table cleaning w*apon. Dean almost runs into Jo, who stops, smiling.

Jo: Just can't stay away, huh?

Dean: Yeah, looks like. How you doin', Jo?

Sam: (hurried)

Where's Ash?

Jo: In his back room.

Sam: (brushing past her)

Great.

Jo: And I'm fine...

Dean: Sorry, he's, we're... kind of on a bit of a timetable.

INT. BACK ROOM - NIGHT

Sam approaches a rough wooden door with a sign hanging on it that reads: Dr. BADASS IS: IN

Sam: (knocking on the door)

Ash? Hey, Ash?

Dean: (also knocking)

Hey, Dr. Badass?

The door is unlatched and opened a crack to reveal Ash, who is naked. Dean averts his eyes.

Ash: Sam? Dean? Sam and Dean.

Sam: Hey Ash. Um. We need your help.

Ash: Well, hell then. Guess I need my pants.

He shuts the door; Sam and Dean go back to: INT. ROADHOUSE - NIGHT

Ash is sitting at a table with his laptop open, looking at the hand-drawn sketch of the bus logo from Sam's vision. Sam sits across from him; Dean stands behind.

Ash: Well, I got a match. It's the logo from the Blue Ridge bus lines in Guthrie, Oklahoma.

Sam: Okay. Do me a favor - check Guthrie for any demonic signs, or omens, or anything like that.

Ash: You think the demon's there?

Sam: Yeah, maybe.

Ash: Why would you think that?

Dean: Just check it, all right?

Ash gives him a Look; Dean and Sam frown at each other.

Ash: No, sir, nothing. No demon.

Sam: All right, try something else for me. Search Guthrie for a house f*re. It would be 1983, f*re's origin would be a baby's nursery, night of the kid's six month birthday.

Ash looks at him, startled, and Dean looks around to check for eavesdroppers. Jo, cleaning a table nearby, is watching them.

Ash: Okay, now that is just weird, man. Why the hell would I be looking for that.

Sam pulls out a beer bottle and sets it next to the laptop.

Sam: 'Cause there's a PBR in it for ya.

Ash: Give me fifteen minutes.

LATER

Jo presses a few buttons on the jukebox and the opening chords to REO Speedwagon "Can't Fight This Feeling" play. Dean, sitting at the bar, looks horrified. Jo carries a tray to the bar and sets it down, catching his eye.

(LYRICS)

I can't fight this feeling any longer.

And yet I'm still afraid to let it flow.

What started out as friendship,

Has grown stronger.

I only wish I had the strength to let it show.

I tell myself that I can't hold out forever.

I said there is no reason for my fear.

Cause I feel so secure when we're together.

You give my life direction,

You make everything so clear...

Jo: What?

Dean: REO Speedwagon?

Jo: Damn right REO. Kevin Cronin sings it from the heart.

Dean: He sings it from the hair. There's a difference.

Jo: That profile you've got Ash looking for?

Dean: Hmm.

Jo: Your mom died the Same way, didn't she? A f*re in Sam's nursery?

Dean: Look, Jo, it's kind of a family thing.

Jo: I could help.

Dean: I'm sure you could. But we've got to handle this one ourselves. Besides, if I ran off with you I think your mother might k*ll me.

Ellen, cleaning glasses behind the bar, looks at him. He smiles nervously.

Jo: You're afraid of my mother?

Dean: I think so.

Sam: (hurrying up behind Jo)

We have a match. We've gotta go.

Dean: All right, Jo. See you later.

INT. Impala - NIGHT

The strains of "Can't Fight This Feeling" from the previous scene continue in Dean's voice, singing a capella.

Dean: (singing)

And even as I wander, I'm keeping you in sight

You're a candle in the window on a cold dark winter night

And I'm getting closer than I ever thought I might...

Sam: You're kidding, right?

Dean: I heard the song somewhere, I can't get it out of my head, I don't know, man. Whaddya got?

Sam: (looking at a stack of papers)

Andrew Gallagher. Born in eighty three, like me. Lost his mother in a nursery f*re exactly six months later, also like me.

Dean: You think the demon k*lled his mom?

Sam: Sure looks like it.

Dean: How did you even know to look for this guy?

Sam: Every premonition I've had, if they're not about the demon they're about the other kids the demon visited. Like Max Miller, remember him?

Dean: Yeah, but Max Miller was a pasty little psycho.

Sam: The point is he was k*lling people. And I was having the Same type of visions about him. And now it could be happening all over again with this Gallagher guy.

Dean: How do we find him?

Sam: Don't know. No current address, no current employment. He still owes money on all his bills - phone, credit, utilities...

Dean: Collection agency flags?

Sam: None in the system.

Dean: They just let him take a walk?

Sam: Seems like it. There's a work address from his last W-2, about a year ago. Let's start there.

INT. COFFEE SHOP - DAY

Close sh*t on coffee being poured into a cup by Tracy. Sam and Dean, in suits, are sitting at a table.

Tracy: You won't get anything out of Andy, guys. I'm sorry, but they never do.

Sam: "They"?

Tracy: You're debt collectors, right? Once in a while they come by. I don't know what Andy says to them, but they never come back.

Dean: Actually we're, we're Lawyers. Representing his Great Aunt Leta. She passed, God rest her soul, and left Andy a sizable estate.

Sam: Yeah. So are you a friend of his?

Tracy: I used to be, yeah. I don't see much of Andy anymore.

Weber: Andy? Andy kicks ass, man.

Dean: Is that right?

Weber: Yeah. Andy can get you into anything. He even got me backstage at Aerosmith once, it was beautiful, bro.

Tracy: How about bussing a table or two, Weber?

Weber: Yeah. You bet, boss.

Tracy: Look, if you want to find him, try Orchard Street. Just look for a van with a barbarian queen painted on the side.

Dean: Barbarian queen?

Tracy: She's riding a polar bear. It's kind of hard to miss.

EXT. ORCHARD STREET - DAY

As Dean and Sam stake out Orchard Street, watching the aforementioned van-with-barbarian-queen, the song "Stonehenge" from Spinal Tap plays.

(LYRICS)

Stonehenge

where the demons dwell

Where the banshees live and they do live well

Stonehenge

Where a man is a man

and the children dance to the pipes of pan

Dean: I'm sorry, I'm starting to like this dude. That van is sweet.

(looking at Sam)

What's wrong?

Sam: Nothing.

Dean: Sam, you look like you're sucking on a lemon, what's going on?

Sam: This Andrew Gallagher, he's the second guy like this we've found, Dean. Demon came to them when they were kids, now they're k*lling people.

Dean: We don't know what Andrew Gallagher is, all right? He could be innocent.

Sam: My visions haven't been wrong yet.

Dean: What's your point?

Sam: My point is, I'm one of them.

Dean: No, you're not.

Sam: Dean, the demon said he had plans for me and children like me.

Dean: Yeah?

Sam: Yeah, maybe this is his plan, maybe we're all a bunch of psychic freaks, maybe we're all supposed to be —

Dean: What, K*llers?

Sam: Yeah.

Dean: So the demon wants you out there k*lling with your minds, is that it? Come on, give me a break. You're not a m*rder, Sam! You don't have it in your bones.

Sam: No? Last I checked, I k*ll all kinds of things.

Dean: Those things were asking for it. There's a difference.

Dean looks out the window, away from Sam. Andy exits a building, wearing a pajamas and a long satin robe embroidered with dragons.

"STONEHENGE" continues over the following.

(LYRICS)

Stonehenge

Tis a magic place

where the moon doth rise with a dragon's face

Stonehenge

Where the virgins lie

And the prayer of devils fill the midnight sky

And you my love, won't you take my hand

We'll go back in time to that mystic land

Where the dew drops cry and the cats meow

I will take you there

I will show you how

Sam: Got him.

A woman in a second-story window waves to Andy, who blows her a kiss. Andy greets a man on the street, who smiles at him and hands Andy his coffee. Further along, Andy greets Dr. Jennings and shakes his hand.

Sam: That's him. That older guy, that's him, that's the sh**t.

Dean: All right, you keep on him, I'll stick with Andy. Go.

Sam gets out of the car and follows Dr. Jennings on foot. Andy gets in his van and drives off, Dean following in his car.

A few minutes later, Andy stops and gets out of the van, walking back to Dean, who tucks a g*n into his jacket.

Andy: Hey.

Dean: Hey hey.

Andy: This is a cheery ride.

Dean: Yeah, thanks.

Andy: Man, the '67? Impala's best year if you ask me. This is a serious classic.

Dean: Yeah. You know, I just rebuilt her, too.

Andy: Yeah?

Dean: Yeah, can't let a car like this one go.

Andy: Damn straight. Hey. Can I have it?

Dean: Sure, man.

Dean gets out of the car, smiling, to let Andy in the driver's side.

Andy: Sweet.

Dean: Hop right in there. There ya go.

Andy: Take it easy.

Dean: All right.

Andy drives off in the Impala, leaving Dean standing in the street, looking confused.

EXT. ANOTHER STREET - DAY

Sam watches Dr. Jennings from a short distance; Dr. Jennings' cell phone rings, just like in the vision, and he answers it.

Dr. Jennings: Hello. Yeah.

Sam sees the BLUE RIDGE bus approach, and crosses in front of it towards the sporting goods store. He runs up the steps and inside, looking around. He sees the clerk and bystanders from his vision. He turns and pulls the f*re alarm.

Dr. Jennings approaches the store, but hearing the alarm go off he stops, confused, then turns and walks away.

Sam leaves the store and goes down to the street, where he sees Andy drive by in the Impala. He stares in shock.

Dr. Jennings gets another cell phone call.

Dr. Jennings: Hello? Yeah? All right.

Sam: (on his cell phone)

Dean! Andy's got the Impala!

Dean: I know! He just sorta asked me for it and I, I let him take it.

Sam: You what?

Dean: He full-on Obi-Wanned me. It's mind control, man!

Sam watches in horror as Dr. Jennings walks in front of a bus, which slams into him at full speed.

END ACT ONE

EXT. STREET - DAY

As paramedics put Dr. Jennings' into a body bag, Sam sits on the curb nearby. Dean crouches behind him, hand on his back.

Sam: I kept him out of the g*n store. I thought he was okay. I thought he was past it, at least... I should have stayed with him.

INT. DINER - DAY

Weber is busing dishes as Andy enters, looking upset.

Weber: Andy! Whassup, dog?

He raises a hand to high-five Andy, who ignores him and heads for Tracy.

Tracy: Andy! What are you doing here?

Andy: Doctor Jennings.. he's d*ad.

Tracy: Oh no, I'm sorry.

Andy: I don't know, I, I, was, I was upset, and I wanted to see you.

Tracy: (putting her hands on his)

Well, I'm glad you did. I um, I missed you. Oh, you know what? Some guys were here this morning looking for you.

Andy: What guys?

EXT. STREET - DAY

Close sh*t through the interior of the Impala as Sam and Dean approach from across the street.

Dean: Thank god! Oh. I'm sorry, baby. I'll never leave you again. Well, at least he left the keys in it.

Sam: Yeah. Real Samaritan, this guy.

Dean: Well, it looks like he can't work his mojo just by twitching his nose, he's gotta use verbal commands.

Sam: The Doctor had just gotten off his cell phone when he stepped in front of that bus. Andy must have called him or something.

Dean: I don't know, maybe.

Sam: Beg your pardon?

Dean: I just don't know if he's our guy, Sam.

Sam: Dean, you had O.J. convicted before he got out of his white Bronco and you have doubts about this?

Dean: He just doesn't seem like the stone-cold k*ller type, that's all. You know. And O.J. was guilty.

Sam: Either way, how are we going to track this guy down?

Dean: (thinking)

Not a problem.

EXT. ANOTHER STREET - DAY

Dean and Sam approach Andy's blue van from the back.

Dean: Not exactly an inconspicuous ride. Let's have a look.

Dean pulls a small crowbar out of his jacket and pries open the back door. p*rn music plays as the interior is revealed: disco ball, fur rugs, a tiger painted on the wall, several thick books, and an enormous bong.

Dean: Oh. Oh, come on. This is... this is magnificent, that's what this is. Not exactly a serial k*ller's lair, though. There's no... clown paintings on the walls, or scissors stuck in victims' photos. I like the tiger.

Sam: (looking at the books)

Hegel, Kant, Wittgenstein? That's some pretty heavy reading, Dean.

Dean: Yeah, and uh, and Moby Dick's bong.

EXT. VACANT LOT - DAY

Dean and Sam are sitting in the parked Impala. Dean is eating something in a foil wrapper as Sam studies a stack of papers.

Dean: Ugh. You know, one day I'd love to just sit down and eat something I didn't have to microwave at a minimart.

Sam: What I don't get is the motive. I mean, the Doctor was squeaky clean, why would Andy waste him?

Dean: If it is Andy.

Sam: Dude, enough.

Dean: What?

Sam: The Doctor was mind-controlled in front of a bus. Andy just happens to have the power of mind control. You do the math.

Dean: I just don't think the guy's got it in him, that's all.

Sam: Well, how the hell would you know? I mean, why are you bending over backwards defending him?

Dean: 'Cause you're not right about this.

Sam: About Andy?

Andy appears suddenly at Sam's (open) window, slamming his hands down and leaning in.

Andy: Hey! You think I haven't seen you two? Why are you following me?

The last sentence reverberates strangely; Dean looks stunned.

Sam: (calmly)

Well, we're Lawyers. See, a relative of yours has passed aw-

Andy: (echoing)

Tell the truth!

Sam: That's what I'm -

Dean: We hunt demons.

Andy: What?

Sam: Dean!

Dean: Demons and spirits. Things your worst nightmares wouldn't even touch. Sam here, he's my brother.

Sam: Dean, shut up!

Dean: I'm trying. He's psychic. Kind of like you. Well, not really like you, but see, he thinks you're a m*rder, and he's afraid that he's going to become one himself, 'cause you're all part of something that's terrible. And I hope to hell that he's wrong, but I'm starting to get a little scared that he might be right.

Andy: Okay, you know what? Just leave me alone.

Dean: Okay.

Andy: All right?

Dean cringes, holding his head, as Sam gets out of the car, following Andy.

Andy: What are you doing? Look, I, I said leave me alone. All right? Get out of here, just start driving and never stop.

Sam: Doesn't seem to work on me, Andy.

Andy: What?

Sam: You can make people do things, can't you? You can tell them what to think.

Dean has gotten out of the car; Sam holds up a hand, warning him not to come closer.

Andy: That... that's crazy.

Sam: It all started about a year ago, didn't it? After you turned twenty two. Little stuff at first, and then you got better at controlling it.

Andy: How do you know all this?

Sam: Because the Same thing happened to me, Andy. My mom died in a f*re, too. I have abilities too. You see, we're connected, you and me.

Andy: You know what? Just, just, just, just get out of here, all right?!

Sam: Why did you tell the Doctor to walk in front of a bus?

Andy: What?

Sam gets a vision-flash of f*re, and a hand holding a gas pump. He cringes. The vision continues in pieces as he tries to focus on Andy.

Sam: Why did you k*ll him?

Andy: I didn't!

Sam cringes again as the vision hits with full force: EXT. GAS STATION - DAY

A middle-aged blond woman (Holly) with leather gloves and a long black coat is pumping gas into an SUV. Her cell phone rings; she answers.

Holly: Hello?

(Flash of f*re, a man shying away from it.)

Sure. I can do that.

She hangs up the phone and leans into the car, pressing down the cigarette lighter. She pulls out the gas pump and starts drenching herself in gasoline. A gas station employee across the way sees her.

Man: Hey! Lady, what are you doing?!

Holly pulls the cigarette lighter out and steps into the open, holding her arms out.

Holly: It's gonna be okay.

She lowers the cigarette lighter to her drenched arm.

Man: Lady, no! No!

She bursts into flames as the man watches in horror. The vision ends and we cut back to Sam.

END ACT TWO

Sam, hands on his head, starts to fall; Dean runs over to catch him and lowers him gently to the asphalt.

Dean: Sam? What is it?

Andy: Look, I didn't do anything to him.

Sam: A woman. A woman burning alive.

Dean: What else'd you get?

Sam: A gas station, a woman is gonna k*ll herself.

Andy: What does he mean, going to? What is he, what is -

Dean: Shut up!

Sam: She gets triggered by a call on her cell.

Dean: When?

Sam: I don't know.

(Dean helps him stand)

But as long as we keep our eyes on this son of a bitch he can't hurt her.

Andy: I didn't hurt anybody.

Sam: Yeah, not yet.

A f*re engine roars past, sirens blaring. They turn to watch it.

Sam: Go.

Dean runs off to follow the siren; Andy tries to step past Sam, who stops him with a hand on his chest.

Sam: No, not you. You're staying here with me.

EXT. GAS STATION - DAY

The firemen are putting out the f*re; Dean calls Sam on his cell.

Dean: Hey, it's me. She's d*ad. b*rned up, just like you said.

Sam: When?

Dean: Like minutes before I got here, I mean the smell hasn't even cleared. What's up with your visions, man? This wasn't even a head start.

Sam: I don't know, all right? I can't control them, I don't know what the hell is going on.

Dean: Listen, you were with Andy when this whole thing went down, so it, it can't be him, it's gotta be somebody else doing this.

Sam: That doesn't make any sense.

Dean: What else is new? Well, I'll dig around here, see what else I can find.

EXT. VACANT LOT - DAY

Sam and Andy sit across from each other on an abandoned truck.

Andy: So you get these premonitions of people about to die?

(Sam nods)

That's impossible.

Sam: (laughing)

A lot of people would say the Same thing about what you do.

Andy: But... death visions.

Sam: Yeah.

Andy: Dude, that sucks. I mean, like, when I got my mind thing? It was like a gift, you know, it was, it was like I won the Lotto.

Sam: But you still live in a van. I don't get it, I mean, you could, you could have anything you ever wanted.

Andy: I mean, I, I got everything I need.

Sam: So you're really not a k*ller, huh?

Andy: (laughing)

That's what I've been trying to tell you!

Sam: That's good. Means there's hope for both of us.

Dean pulls up in the Impala, and Sam and Andy stand. Dean gets out of the car.

Dean: Victim's name was Holly Becket, forty one, single.

Sam: (to Andy)

Who is she?

Andy: I've never heard of her.

Dean: Called Ash on the way over here, he came up with a little something. Apparently Holly Becket gave birth when she was eighteen years old, back in 1983. Same day you were born, Andy.

Sam: Andy, were you adopted?

Andy: Well, yeah.

Dean: You were? And you neglected to mention that?

Andy: Never really came up. I mean, I, I never knew my birth parents, and, and like you said my adopted mom died when I was a baby - do you, do you think this Holly woman could actually be my m-

Dean: I don't know. I tried to get a copy of the birth records, but they're hard copy only, sealed in the county office.

Andy: Well, screw that.

INT. RECORDS OFFICE - NIGHT

As Sam and Dean go through boxes of files, Andy walks an elderly security guard to the door.

Guard: Probably shouldn't have left you kids in here.

Andy: No, it'll all be fine. All right? Just go get a cup of coffee.

(as the guard leaves, he continues in a dramatic voice)

These aren't the 'droids you're looking for.

Dean: (grinning)

Awesome.

Sam: I got it.

Dean: Yeah?

Sam: Yeah. Andy, it's true. Holly Becket was your birth mother.

Andy: Huh. Does anyone have a Vicodin?

Sam: Dr. Jennings was her Doctor, too, I mean, he oversaw the adoption. You have a solid connection to both of them.

Andy: Yeah, but I didn't k*ll them.

Dean: We believe you.

Sam: Yeah.

Dean: But uh, who did?

Sam: I think I got a pretty good guess. Holly Becket gave birth to twins.

LATER

Andy sits with both hands on his head, staring straight ahead in shock. Dean is standing by a printer nearby, Sam is pacing with a folder in his hands.

Andy: I have an evil twin.

Sam: Holly put you and your brother up for adoption. And you went to the Gallagher family, obviously, and your brother went to the Weems family from upstate.

Dean: Andy, how you doin'? Still with us?

Andy: Um. What was my brother's name?

Sam: Here. Um, Ansen Weems. He's got a local address.

Andy: He lives here?

Dean: Let's get a look at him. Got his picture coming off from the DMV right now.

Dean pulls some papers out of the printer and looks at them in surprise.

Dean: Hate to kick you while you're freaked. Take a look at that.

He shows one of the pages to Andy, who looks up in shock.

INT. COFFEE SHOP - NIGHT

The coffee shop is nearly empty; Weber and Tracy are closing up.

Weber: Hey, Trace?

Tracy: Yeah?

Weber: You and Andy, you guys went together for a while, didn't you?

Tracy: Yeah, Weber, why?

Weber: I don't know, I was just wondering. I, I was wondering how you felt about him these days. I mean, I've seen you guys together, it seems like there's still something there. Just... were you guys ever, like, serious?

Tracy: Um, no.

Weber: Come on, Trace.

(echoing)

Tell the truth.

EXT. ROAD - NIGHT

Dean drives the Impala down a dark road with Sam next to him and Andy in the back seat.

Sam: All right, Andy. Tell us everything you know about this guy.

Andy: Well, I mean, not much. I... Weber shows up one day, eight months ago? Acting like he's my best friend in the world. Kinda weird, like, trying too hard, you know?

Sam starts cringing, rubbing his eyes.

Dean: Must have known you guys were twins. Why did he change his name? Why not just tell you the truth?

Andy: No idea.

Sam: Aah!

Dean: Sam?

Flashes of another vision come together into: EXT. BRIDGE - NIGHT

Tracy, wearing only satin lingerie, walks slowly to the side of a ravine. Crying, she climbs onto the ledge and looks around. She pauses, looking back, then leaps. Cut back to: INT. Impala - NIGHT

Sam yells in panic, struggling with the door.

Dean: Sam? Sam! Sam!

He stops the car as Sam shoves the door open, leaning out. Dean gets out and runs around the car to kneel beside him, grabbing his shoulders.

Dean: Hey. Hey!

END ACT THREE

EXT. BRIDGE - NIGHT

Weber drives onto the bridge from the last vision and pulls to a stop; Tracy is in the passenger's seat. He runs a hand slowly up her thigh.

Weber: I take my ladies here. They like it. Well, I mean, I like it, so of course they do too.

Tracy: (crying)

Please, I just want to go home.

Weber: Stop crying.

(She does.)

Hey. I get it. I see what you see in Andy, I mean, he's a genius. Books he reads? He's gonna be a great man someday. But he is my family, not yours. You can't have him. You're not gonna have anything after tonight.

EXT. ROAD - NIGHT

Near the BRIDGE, the Impala pulls to a stop. Sam and Dean get out and circle around to the trunk, which Dean opens.

Sam: Dean, you should stay back.

Dean: No argument here. Had my head screwed with enough for one day.

Sam pulls out two g*n; as he walks forward he's stopped by Andy, who has gotten out of the car.

Andy: I'm coming with you.

Sam: Andy, no.

Andy: Because it's Tracy out there, and I'm coming.

INT. Weber's CAR - NIGHT

Crying again, Tracy is unbuttoning her dress as Weber watches.

Weber: Hey. Slower. Tracy? I want you to listen to me very carefully, okay? When we're done here, I want you to head over to the edge of that dam, okay?

Tracy: Okay.

Weber: And when you get there, you're gonna think you can fly. And you're just gonna step right off. You can fly, can't you?

Tracy: Yeah. I think so.

Weber: You might get scared, but I want you to say that it's okay. Just tell yourself, everything is okay.

The window behind Weber's head shatters, and Sam shoves a g*n in his face.

Sam: Get out of the car! Now!

Weber: You really don't want to do this.

Sam backhands him, hard. On the other side of the car, Andy opens the door and pulls Tracy out.

Andy: Tracy! Come here, come here, come here. It's okay.

Tracy: I can't control myself.

Sam opens Weber's door and pulls him out of the car. He pins him facedown over the pavement with the g*n aimed at his head.

Sam: Don't move. Don't move!

Andy runs over to them and shoves a strip of duct tape over Weber's mouth. He rears back and kicks Weber twice, furious. Sam pushes him back.

Sam: No! No, Andy, let me handle this, all right?

Andy: I'm gonna k*ll you!

Sam: No! I'll handle this, I'll handle this!

Andy: I will k*ll you!

Sam: Andy! Listen to me! Listen to me!

Weber stares at Tracy, who picks up a large stick and hits Sam on the back of the neck with it. He goes down, unconscious. Andy turns to her as Weber stands up.

Andy: Tracy, stop! I said STOP IT!

She drops the stick and backs away, terrified. Andy turns back to Weber, who pulls the duct tape off his mouth.

Andy: How did you do that?

Weber: Practice, bro. If you'd just practice, you would know. Sometimes you don't need to use your words. If you have to,

(tapping his forehead)

all you need is this. Sometimes the headache's worth it.

Andy: (grabbing Weber)

You're a twisted son of a bitch!

Weber: Back off, Andy. Or Tracy's gonna do a little flying.

Andy turns in horror to see Tracy standing on the ledge.

Weber: Aren't you, Trace?

(to Andy)

I'm stronger than you. I can do it.

Andy: Okay, okay. Okay. All right, just... just please don't hurt her.

Weber: Don't be mad at me, okay? I know, it's, it's all wrong. I didn't mean for this to happen, it's just... Tracy? She's trying to come between us.

Andy: You're insane.

Weber: She's garbage! Man, they all are! We can, we can push them, we can make them do whatever we want!

Andy: Are you really... are you really this stupid?

Weber: Wha-

Andy: I mean, you, you learn you've got a twin...

(Sam starts coming to)

... you call him up, you go out for a drink, you don't start k*lling people!

Weber: I've wanted to tell you for so long, bro. But he didn't let me. He said I had to wait until the time was...

Andy: Who?

Weber: The man with the yellow eyes.

Andy: What are you talking about?

Weber: He came to me. In my dream. He said I was special. He told me he's got big plans for me. Wait 'till you see what's in store, Andy, for both of us! See, he's the one who told me I had a brother. A twin.

EXT. WOODS - NIGHT

Within sh**ting distance, Dean stalks to a hiding place with a sn*per r*fle.

EXT. BRIDGE - NIGHT

Andy: Why did you k*ll our mother? Why, and why Dr. Jennings?

Weber: Because they split us up! They ruined our lives, Andy! We could have been together this whole time. Instead of alone. I couldn't, I couldn't let them do that, I couldn't let them get away with that. No.

EXT. WOODS - NIGHT

Dean crouches in the shadows and lines up the sh*t.

EXT. BRIDGE - NIGHT

Weber turns, hearing something. He peers into the distance, into Dean's hiding place.

Weber: I see you. Bye-bye.

EXT. WOODS - NIGHT

Dean turns the r*fle up and tucks the barrel under his chin.

Close on Tracy's face as a g*n goes off. Cut to Weber, who convulses; Andy has sh*t him in the back. Weber falls; Andy lowers the g*n, shaking.

END ACT FOUR

EXT. BRIDGE - MORNING

Rescue and police crews have arrived on the scene. Andy is talking to three police officers, his stance confident. Sam is crouching by a wall, a paramedic tending to his shoulder. Dean stands at his side.

Andy: He sh*t himself. And you all saw it happen.

Policeman: Yeah. We did.

Sam: Look at him. He's getting better at it.

Andy passes an ambulance where Tracy is sitting, a blanket around her shoulders. She avoids his eyes. Andy approaches Sam and Dean.

Andy: She won't even look at me.

Sam: Yeah, she's pretty shaken up.

Andy: No, it's, this is different. It's, uh, I never, I never used my mind thing on her before. Before last night. She's scared of me now.

Sam: Hey, Andy, I hate to do this, but um, we have to get out of here. Here. I wrote down my cell. You don't have to be alone in this, all right? If anything comes up, just call me up.

Andy: Wha- what am I supposed to do now?

Dean: You be good, Andy. Or we'll be back.

Sam: (as they walk away)

Looks like I was right.

Dean: About what?

Sam: Andy. He's a k*ller after all.

Dean: No, he's a hero. He saved his girlfriend's life, he saved my life.

Sam: Bottom line, last night, he wasted somebody.

Dean: Yeah, but he's not a foaming-at-the-mouth psycho. He was just, he was pushed into that.

Sam: Weber was pushed too, in his own way. Max Miller was pushed. Hell, I was pushed by Jessica's death.

Dean: What's your point, Sam?

Sam: Right circumstances, everyone's capable of m*rder. Everyone. You know, maybe that's what the demon's doing. Pushing us. Finding ways to break us.

Dean: Sam, we don't know what the demon wants, okay? Quit worrying about it.

Sam: You know, I heard you before, Dean, when Andy made you tell the truth. You're just as scared of this as I am.

Dean: That was mind control! I mean, it's like, that's like being roofied, man, that doesn't count.

Sam: What?

Dean: No. I'm, I'm calling do-over.

Sam: What are you, seven?

Dean: Doesn't matter. Look, we've just gotta keep doing what we're doing, find that evil son of a bitch and k*ll it.

Sam: Yeah, I guess.

Dean's cell rings. He picks it up.

Dean: Hello? Ellen. What's going on? Yeah, we'll be right there.

INT. ROADHOUSE - DAY

Sam and Dean are sitting at the bar, Ellen behind it and Jo walking around the outside.

Ellen: Jo?

Jo: Hmm?

Ellen: Go pull up another case of beer.

Jo: Mom...

Ellen: Now. Please.

As Jo leaves, Ellen leans on the bar in front of Sam and Dean.

Ellen: So. You uh, you want to tell me about this last hunt of yours?

Dean: No. Not really. No offense, it's just kind of a family thing.

Ellen: Not anymore.

(dropping a stack of papers on the bar)

I got this stuff from Ash. Andrew Gallagher's house burnt down on his six month birthday, just like your house. You think it was the demon both times, don't you? You think it went after Gallagher's family?

Sam: Yeah, we think so.

Dean: Sam...

Ellen: Why?

Dean: None of your business.

Ellen: You mind your tongue with me, boy. This isn't just your w*r, this is w*r. Now, something big and bad's coming and it's coming fast, and their side holds all the cards. Now, at best all we got is us. Together. No secrets or half-truths here.

Sam: There are people out there, like Andy Gallagher, like me. And um, we all have some kind of ability.

Ellen: Ability?

(Dean rolls his eyes, uncomfortable)

Sam: Yeah. Psychic ability. Me, I have, um, I have visions. Premonitions. I don't know, it's different for everybody. The demon said he had plans for people like us.

Ellen: What kind of plans?

Sam: We don't really know for sure.

Ellen: These people out there, these psychics. Are they dangerous?

Dean: No. Not all of them.

Sam: But some are. Some are very dangerous.

Ellen: Okay, how many of them are we looking at?

Dean: We've been able to track a clear pattern so far. They've all had house fires on the night of the kid's six month birthday.

Sam: That's not true.

Dean: What?

Sam: Weber? Or Ansen Weems, or whatever his name is, I looked at his files, and there was no house f*re. Nothing out of the ordinary.

Ellen: Which breaks pattern. So if there's any others like him, there'd be nothing in the system. No way to track 'em all down.

Dean: And so who knows how many of 'em are really out there?

Ellen: Jo honey?

Jo: Yeah?

Ellen: You'd better break out the whiskey instead.

END EPISODE

transcript by gelasius 11/02/06
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