Supernatural (2005–…): Season 14, Episode 2 - Supernatural - full transcript

Sam finds a clue to Dean's whereabouts, so he, Mary and Bobby set out to investigate. Castiel imparts some sage advice on Jack, who, still desperate to belong, seeks out a familial connection.

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You hurt my friends!

You've hurt my family!

You're not my father. You're a monster.

I don't need ya. I just need your power.

Jack.

Sammy!

Jack!

If we work together,
can we beat Lucifer?

We'd have a chance.

- You can't.
- Lucifer has Sam.



He has Jack.
Cass, I don't have a choice!

- Bye, Dean.
- Dean!

- Dean?
- We had a deal!

Michael?

Thanks for the suit.

Hmm.

A little of this,

a little of that.

And,

yes, good boy.

Hmm.

Too much that.

Disappointing.

All right.



Who's next?

Who goes to Duluth in October?

Are you sure Michael
didn't touch down in Orlando?

Joe was pretty specific.
Duluth.

Well, angels ain't known
for their veracity.

No offense.

None taken. I tend to agree with you.

Here you go.

Thanks.

Hey, what's that?

So, I've been searching
through police reports in Duluth.

Cops just turned up a pile of corpses
that was dumped near some train tracks

just north of town,
and their eyes were burnt out.

So, Michael.

We should go. Now!

This isn't just Michael
we're talking about.

It's Dean.

Yeah.

Cass, you know why
you can't come with us, right?

My angelic presence
would be sensed by Michael,

thereby nullifying
our hopes of a sneak attack.

Yup. Sorry.

And you need me to stay here
and babysit Nick and Jack.

It's not babysitting, Cass.

Only in a sense
that they're not infants,

but they both have to be supervised.

Jack is lost without his grace
and Nick is,

I mean...

He's just a mess.

Well, it's not his fault,

because Nick was housing.

You know, he deserves
a shot at rebuilding his life.

And yet every time I look at him,

all I can see is
the supreme agent of evil.

You're talking about my dad again?

I understand. Being around Nick,
it's hard for me, too.

Uh, Jack, we're gonna need you
to sit this mission out.

Not a permanent thing.

I know the last time I sucked
when it mattered,

and I need to improve.

So that's what I'm gonna do.

All right.

Okay. Let's move.

I brought you some nourishment.

Now that he's, uh, gone,
you must remember to eat.

Great.

Thanks.

I'm not him, Castiel.

I know.

But you still can't look at me.

It's difficult.

You don't remember all the things
that you did in his thrall, but I do.

I know.

I just don't... I don't get it.

I don't understand why I would
do something like that. I don't...

I don't get how I would
let Lucifer possess me?

You were in a lot of pain.

And Lucifer saw vulnerability
and he exploited it.

Is that what you tell yourself
so you can be near me?

I guess so.

I just don't know what kind
of pain would make me

allow Lucifer to possess me.

It was your family.

My family?

Sarah and Teddy?

No.

It's you, Nick. You're special.

You're chosen.

Nick, I need you to say yes.

Then yes.

Oh, my God.

Who could do that? Who could do that?

A man broke into your house

and you weren't there.

That was no man.
That's not a man, that's a monster.

That's a monster, and then...
And then Lucifer found me

and made me a monster, too.

Oh, my God.

These are just some of the victims.

More are in the hall,
a couple in a storeroom.

We don't usually see
this kind of action in Duluth.

The injuries, all pretty uniform?

Yup. The boys upstairs think maybe
we're looking at a spree killer.

If they were DOA,

do you have an ETA on TOD?

Any sample DFA?

DNA?

Uh, frankly, we don't even know
the precise cause of death.

I mean, there were
the neck wounds, of course,

but there was also considerable
internal trauma, so...

Excuse me.

Yeah. Sure.

DFA?

I've been fighting
a freaking apocalypse for 15 years.

My FBI might be a little rusty.

All right.

Let's give them a quick once-over,
see what they missed.

Angel kills for sure.

And not grunts.

We're talking five-star smitings.

Knife slits in the throat but
it doesn't appear that they bled out.

He kept these people alive for a while.

Maybe these people aren't people.

Looking at a vamp.

Same here.

Me, too.

Why milk them if
he's just gonna smite them?

And why is an archangel hunting
vampires in the first place?

Sorry. Excuse me. Um...

Did anyone come to claim
or identify these bodies?

Oh, yeah. A young lady,

said she heard about
the killings on the morning news.

Thought she might
know one of the victims.

And?

She didn't. Then she disappeared.

Never even gave us her last name.

Huh.

Do you happen to have
surveillance cameras outside?

Looks like about
two centuries of biblical lore.

Light reading.

I'm researching how long
it takes archangel grace to replenish.

Well, archangels,
being exceedingly rare,

the data on that is woefully scant.

The books say it can
take from a month to...

A century.

Yeah. Complicating factor,
being your human component,

which slows the process.

Jack, um, mourning what you've lost,

it's wasteful.

It might be smarter
to focus on what you still have.

You don't understand
what I'm going through.

Yes, I do. A little.

At the time of the Great Fall, when
the angels were banished from heaven,

I lost what I thought was everything.

I had no grace, I had no wings.

I felt hopeless and useless.

What did you have left?

What... Uh... Well, I had Sam and Dean,

but I had something else
that was extremely helpful.

I had myself,

just the basic me as, uh...

As Dean would say,
without all the bells and whistles.

You know,

Sam and Dean,
they weren't born with their expertise.

They've been at it since
they were children.

Failing. Winning.
Developing over the years.

Patience.

Persistence. Those are skills, too.

The past, where you came from,
that's important.

But it is not as important as
the future and where you're going.

Get out.

I don't think so.

- You can't.
- Oh, but I can.

Because see,

I own you. So hang on

and enjoy the ride.

That doesn't make any sense, Sam.

I've never heard of an interaction
between an archangel and a vampire and...

Certainly not in this universe.

And why would Michael be killing them?

I mean, they're not a threat to him.

Yeah. Okay. Well,
just let me know what you find out.

Nick, are you, um...

Nothing. Nothing. There's nothing.
There's no information.

There's no mention of my wife
and son past the year they were...

When they died, there's nothing
about the case being solved. Nothing.

I'm sorry. I didn't know that.

If I were around, I would have been
on those cops every single day, Castiel.

I was out of my head with grief.

I said yes to Lucifer.
I was a coward and now... Don't.

Why did you do that?

Do what?

What went through your head just now?

Um, I don't know. Nothing.
What are you trying to get at?

Even though he's departed, there may be

some of his influence still within you.

Lucifer may have inflicted more damage
on your psyche than we suspected.

I don't have time for this.
I'm not letting this go, Castiel.

I'm gonna find out who killed my family.

Nick!

And then what?

Yeah?

Lydia Crawford, this is FBI, open up.

Open up!

Hey! Stop!

Get away from me.

Don't move. We know who you are.

We know you went to the morgue.

We saw your license plate on the
security cams and pulled your address.

You should've ditched the car
when you first got turned.

Made this way too easy.

You're not FBI. You're hunters.

That's right.

I haven't done anything wrong.

No. Vampires never do.

My nest, we fed on animal blood.

We lived quiet lives until...

Until he came.

He? He who?

I don't know his name,
but he was strong.

He tied all of us up.

And one by one, he'd take blood from us.

I couldn't see what he
was doing exactly.

But every time,
there'd be this explosion

and my friends would be dead.

When he was coming for me,
a couple of the others tried to...

Tried to attack him.

I was able to get away but

they didn't make it.

Why was he killing you? Did he say?

I don't think he meant to.

It's just that things
seemed to go wrong.

He wasn't killing. It was like...

It was like he was experimenting.

Experimenting? What for?

That's... That's all I know.

Okay. Nice chatting with you.

Wait, wait! I... I don't know
what he wanted.

I don't know who he was,
but I do know where he is.

If you let me go.

Thank you.

Ooh.

Very elegant,

but then so are you.

Thanks for showing me around.

I didn't realize
there was so much going on in...

Where are we again?

Duluth.

Of course.

Nothing like where I'm from.

What's it like in your hometown?

Hmm...

Empty, windswept,
dead bodies lying around.

You're so funny.

What a nice surprise meeting you.

I bet you were wondering what I was
doing all by myself in that bar tonight?

I'm pretty sure I know exactly what
you were doing in that bar tonight.

Oh, Michael.

I am so not that girl.

But you really are, aren't you?

You're terrible.

You have no idea.

Did you honestly think
I didn't know what you are?

You think you picked me?

I picked you.

Now, summon your master.

Detective, my wife and son
were murdered in Pike Creek, Delaware.

You're a police lieutenant
in Pike Creek, Delaware.

If you can't help me, who can?

Hello?

You got to be...

You know what a cold case is, Castiel?

Um...

It's a case too unimportant
for anybody to care about.

My wife and son are dead, gone forever.

My life is gone with them, and, uh...
And nobody cares.

These cops don't care.

Well, I'm sorry.
That sounds very difficult.

Difficult.

Yeah, you know what's difficult?
There's no evidence.

There's no fingerprints. There's no DNA.
I mean, how does that even happen?

And there was a witness who came forward

and said they saw someone
coming out of the house,

and then they said
they didn't see anything at all.

And the case died.

Like everything else.

Nick, you, on the other hand,
you've been given

a second chance.

You're not dead.

You don't understand.

No, I do.

Oh, because your body was stolen?

Because I am occupying someone else's.

All angels have to in order
to walk the Earth.

This...

This was Jimmy Novak.

Occupy.

Sounds like a cleaned-up
way of saying, "Steal."

And, um, Jimmy, is that his name?

He all right with that?

Yes, he was.

Was?

Jimmy's dead.

Castiel,

you're just a stone-cold body snatcher.

You're no different than Lucifer.

I...

I need to look in on Jack.

You know,

in all my thousands of years,

what happened to Jimmy Novak

and his family,

it's my greatest regret.

You first.

One hundred-year-old cognac.

Strong notes of vanilla, and apricot,

and zero undertones of silver.

I appreciate you accepting
my invitation.

Yes. Well, the ever tactful Melanie
thought a refusal unwise.

She thinks you're a god.

An archangel.

But close.

And I'm the leader of a werewolf pack.

Why on Earth would
an archangel care about us?

About me?

I admire you.

Eating on the run, surviving,

despite being stalked by those,
you know,

humans who think of you
as nothing but vermin.

My pack has survived
and prospered for centuries,

despite the humans.

Yes. Well, I'm new to town.

And from my perspective,
the real monsters of this world,

the ones that cheat, covet,
lay waste to this planet,

are the humans. Who made them top dog?

Pardon the pun.

God. I suppose.

God who?

Between us, Philippe,

God's on permanent vacation.

Gone fishing.

Demons and angels don't seem
to be much of a factor here,

so I'm in charge.

And what do you want from me?

You and your kind, you are who you are.

You kill, but not for sport or trophies,

to live. There's a purity in that.

Isn't it time you had your due?

Our due?

There are ways to enhance your...

Let's call them talents.

And these ways are?

Fully tested.

There were some misfires early.
I will admit to that.

But I've cracked the code.

And now what? Do you propose
we wage a war on the humans?

Keeping only as many of them alive
as we need for slave labor

and a steady food supply?

Because I'd love that world.

But believe me, it's an absurd dream.

Is it?

Why be the hunted,

when you can be the hunter?

Hmm?

Can I help you?

Mrs. Kline?

Yes?

I'm a friend of your daughter, Kelly.

- Oh.
- My name is Jack.

So is mine.

I know.

Well, please come in.

I was in the area
and wanting to say hello.

Thank you.

Kelly always had such nice
things to say about her family.

So, how did you know our Kelly,
through work?

She basically gave me my start.

So, you were like her intern.

Took you under her wing.
That's just like her.

We haven't heard
from her in a long time.

Well, she went traveling,
but she couldn't tell us where.

She really couldn't.

So, it was part of her government work?

Classified and all that?

Oh, please.

- Is that her?
- Hmm.

Sixth grade. She won the spelling bee.

Chrysanthemum was the winning word.

Lucky, we grew them in the yard.

Forgive me, but, um,
Kelly told us she was pregnant.

We didn't push for details.

We felt she'd tell us more
when she was ready.

Uh, she...

She had the baby.

A boy.

Oh!

We have a grandson.

You do.

And in the time I spent with her,

she was an amazing mother.

Her son loves her very much.

I can just imagine.

She would sing and talk
to him even before he was born.

She made him feel safe

and wanted.

I heard her tell him that it isn't fate,
or her, or his dad who sets his path.

It's himself.

Who he chooses to be.

I know it's nutty,

but Jack here, he...

He kinda looks like her.

See?

I don't know.

But I hope someday to have
a little of her courage

and purpose.

I didn't mean to intrude.

- Oh, no, no, not all.
- No.

I had to meet you.

If you see Kelly,

tell her we miss her.

I will.

I miss her, too.

Lydia.

I... I didn't.

Of course, you did.

The hunters.

Why do you think I dumped your brothers
and sisters in plain sight?

Why do you think I let you escape?

You let me escape?

Rule number one,
you can't have a trap without bait.

That brings us to rule number two,

which says once
the trap has been sprung,

you don't need the bait anymore.

Jack, what were you thinking
taking that kind of a risk?

No, it wasn't a risk.

To go out there alone?

Jack, you have been on the radar
of every angel, and demon,

and power broker in creation since
the day you were born.

And, I'm sorry,
but you're not exactly yourself.

Weak and defenseless, you mean.

I mean, that the possibility
of capture is real, yes.

I heard what you were saying, Cass,
about me finding out where I came from.

I never knew my mother.

I thought the next best thing might be

for me to meet the only real family
that I have left.

That is not...

Well, did it help?

And you didn't tell
them who you were, did you?

Of course not.

I wanted to.

I wanted to tell
them I was their grandson.

They thought I actually,
kind of, look like her.

I...

I couldn't tell them that she died.

They just love her so much.

I know I should have.

What you did,
you did from a place of kindness.

I suppose there are worse ways
to be human than to be kind.

Have you heard from Sam?
Did they find Michael?

Yeah. They think so.

So they're gonna try and kill him?

Um, no. No. The plan is to subdue him
using angel cuffs and spell work.

They have to get Michael out of Dean.

And if he doesn't leave?

- Then, they'll try to drive him out.
- And if that doesn't work?

- Jack.
- Cass, Michael has to be stopped.

I know. And he will be, after Dean is...

No, Dean doesn't matter.

You're all so focused on trying to
save Dean, and I get it. I understand,

but if he can't be saved,

if it comes down to him or Michael,

Michael has to be stopped.
Caged or killed...

And if that means that Dean dies, too?

Then Dean dies. I know this Michael.

I've seen what he's done
to an entire world and so have you.

If stopping that from happening
here means that Dean has to die, then...

Do you think he'd want it any other way?

Well, it is so good to see you
after all these years.

I mean, after that night,
you just disappeared

and I never knew what happened.

Yeah. After I lost my family,

I couldn't stand being in
that house one more minute.

Nick, I completely understand.

Do you?

I just hope these years have
been healing and restful for you.

My whole family was slaughtered, Arty.
There's no restful for me anymore.

The best thing I can for hope is
that I catch the monster who did it.

Well, sure, Nick.
We all... We all want that.

Do you though, Arty?

Because you said you got a good look
at the man who left my house

and then you changed your story.

Well, I had to, Nick,
because there was no man.

I mean, in the heat of the moment,
I guess I thought I saw something.

I wanted so much to help,
but I was wrong.

Hmm.

Is that the window
you were looking out of?

Uh...

And what made you look out, Arty?

Did you hear someone scream?

Uh...

I... I don't really remember.

The man you saw,
was he rushing out or was he casual?

Nick, I told you that...

What? Did he have a hammer?

Because that's how the cops
said he murdered my family.

He smashed their skulls

over and over with a hammer.

Nick, there... There was no man.

Oh, Arty.

Who got to you?

What? What?

Somebody get to you?

- No.
- They pay you off?

I mean, no.

Were you just scared?

Huh?

Nick, I just remembered wrong.
That's all there is to it.

My family deserves justice,
do you understand me?

I deserve justice.
I'm gonna get justice!

- Do you understand me, Arty?
- I don't know anything!

Oh, I think you do, Arty.
I think you do.

Do you think vamp girl was lying
about Michael hiding out here?

Not sure why she would.

I mean, she has every reason
to want him dead.

She wasn't lying about
the slaughter happening here.

Whole lot of dried blood on the floor.

Why was he killing them?

And what did
she mean by "experimenting"?

Don't look like he's here.

Werewolves.

Silver bullets aren't working.

Nothing's working!

Well, that works.

Is everybody okay? Anyone get bitten?

No.

I'm okay.

What the hell kind of werewolves
were those?

Silver didn't touch them.

Sammy.

It's me.

Dean, is it really you?

Yeah, it's really me.

Are you okay?

No, I'm not okay.

But you got Michael to leave.

No, I... I don't... I didn't.

What?

He just... He just left.

Why?

I don't know.

I don't know.