Supernatural (2005–…): Season 1, Episode 2 - Wendigo - full transcript

Sam and Dean make a stop at Blackwater Ridge and end up helping a young woman and her brother find their other brother, who mysteriously disappeared, while on a camping trip, in the woods.

Take your brother outside as
fast as you can! Now Dean! Go!

Mary! No!

Dad's on a hunting trip.

And he hasn't been home in a few days.

Jess excuse us.

I swore I was done hunting,

For good.

I can't do this alone.

Now you're taking off the middle of the
night to spend the week-End with them.

Hey, everything's gonna be OK.

I promise.



You think mom would
have wanted this for us?

Dean, we were raised like warriors.

You have a responsability.
To dad and his cruisade.

Even if you do find the thing
that killed her, mom's gone

And she isn't coming back.

Don't talk about her like that.

Dad's gone.

I've got his journal.
He left me a message.

It's coordinates he
left us. It's weird, man.

Hey, Dean,

What I said earlier,

I'm sorry.

No chick-Flick moments.

Yes.



No!

We got work to do.

Dude, you're cheating.

No, you just suck.

Hey, Hailey. Day six. We're
still out near Black Water Ridge.

We're fine, keeping safe, so
don't worry. Talk to you tomorrow.

Hey, where you going?
My moment of victory.

Nature calls.

Brad?

Gary, what's going on?

I am, um...

You always said roses were
lame, so, I brought you, uh...

Jess...

Oh, god.

I should have protected you.

I should have told you the truth.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Another nightmare?

Want to drive for a while?

In your whole life, you
never once asked me that.

Just thought you might
want to. Never mind.

Look, man,

You're worried about
me. I get it, and ...

Thank you, but I'm perfectly okay.

All right. Where are we?

We are just outside of Grand Junction.

You know what? Maybe we shouldn't
have left Stanford so soon.

Sam, we dug around there for a
week. We came up with nothing.

If you want to find the thing that
killed Jessica... Got to find dad first.

Dad disappearing, and this thing
showing up again after 20 years?

It's no coincidence.

Dad will have answers. He'll
know what to do. It's weird, man.

These coordinates he left
us, this Black Water Ridge...

What about it? There's nothing there.

It's just woods.

Why is he sending us to
the middle of nowhere?

So Black Water Ridge is pretty remote.

It's cut off by these canyons
here --Rough terrain, dense forest,

Abandoned silver and gold
mines all over the place...

Dude, check out the size
of this friggin' bear.

And a dozen or more
grizzlies in the area.

It's no nature hike, that's for sure.

You boys aren't planning to go out
near Black Water Ridge, by any chance?

Oh, no, sir. We're environmental-Study majors
from U.C. Boulder-Just working on a paper.

Recycle, man.

Bull.

You're friends with
that Hailey girl, right?

Yes.

Yes, we are.

Ranger... Wilkinson.

Well, I will tell you
exactly what I told her.

Her brother filled out a backcountry permit saying
he wouldn't be back from Black Water until the 24th.

So it's not exactly a
missing persons now, is it?

Tell that girl to quit worrying.
I'm sure her brother's just fine.

We will.

Well, that Hailey girl's
quite a pistol, huh?

That is putting it mildly.

Actually, you know what would help is if I
could show her a copy of that backcountry permit.

You know, so she could see
her brother's return date.

Yeah. Heh heh.

What, are you cruising
for a hookup or something?

What do you mean?

The coordinates point to Black Water
Ridge. So what are we waiting for?

Let's just go find dad.
Why even talk to this girl?

I don't know, maybe we should know what we're
walking into before we actually walk into it.

What?

Since when are you all "shoot
first, ask questions later" anyway?

Since now.

Oh, really?

You must be Hailey Collins.

I'm Dean, this is Sam. We're rangers with the
park service. Ranger Wilkinson sent us over.

We wanted to ask you some
questions about your brother Tommy.

Let me see some I.D.

There you go.

Come on in. Thanks.

That yours?

Yeah.

Nice car.

So, if Tommy's not due back for a
while, how do you know something's wrong?

He checks in every day by cell. He
e-Mails photos, stupid little videos.

But we haven't heard anything
in over three days now.

Well, maybe he can't get cell reception.

He's got a satellite phone, too.

Could it be he's just having fun and
forgot to check in? He wouldn't do that.

Our parents are gone. It's
just my two brothers and me.

We all keep pretty
close tabs on each other.

Can I see the pictures
he sent you? Yeah.

That's Tommy.

Hey, Hailey. Day six. We're
still out near Black Water Ridge.

We're fine, keeping safe, so don't
worry, okay? Talk to you tomorrow.

We'll find your brother. We're heading
out to Black Water Ridge first thing.

Then maybe I'll see you there.

Look.

I can't sit around here anymore,

So I hired a guide. I'm heading out in the
morning, and I'm gonna find Tommy myself.

I think I know how you feel.

Hey, you mind forwarding these to me?

Sure.

So, Black Water Ridge doesn't get a
lot of traffic-Local campers mostly--

But, still, this past april, two hikers went
missing out there. They were never found.

Any before that?

Yeah.

In 1982, eight different people
all vanished in the same year.

Authorities said it
was a grizzly attack.

And, again, in 1959, and
again, before that, in 1936.

Every 23 years, just like clockwork.

Okay, watch this.

Here's the clincher.

I downloaded that guy Tommy's
video to the laptop. Check this out.

Do it again.

That's three frames. It's a fraction of a
second. Whatever that thing is, it can move.

I told you something weird was going on.

Yeah. I got one more thing.

In '59, one camper survived the
supposed grizzly attack, just a kid

Barely crawled out of the woods alive.

Is there a name?

Look, ranger, I don't know why
you're asking me about this.

It's public record. I was a kid.

My parents got mauled by a... grizzly?

That's what attacked them?

The other people that
went missing that year,

Those bear attacks, too?

What about all the people
that went missing this year?

Same thing?

If we knew what we were dealing
with, we might be able to stop it.

I seriously doubt that.

Anyways,

I don't see the
difference it would make.

You wouldn't believe me.

Nobody ever did.

Mr. Shaw

What did you see?

Nothing.

It moved too fast to see.

It hid too well.

I heard it, though.

A roar

Like ...

No man or animal I ever heard.

It came at night?

Got inside your tent?

It got inside our cabin.

I was sleeping in front of
the fireplace when it came in.

It didn't smash a
window or break the door,

It unlocked it.

Do you know of a bear that
could do something like that?

I didn't even wake up until
I heard my parents screaming.

It killed them?

Dragged them off into the night.

Why it left me alive --I've been
asking myself that ever since.

It did leave me this, though.

There's something evil in those woods.

It was some sort of a demon.

Spirits and demons don't have to unlock
doors. They just go through the walls.

So it's probably something
else -Something corporeal.

"Corporeal"?

Excuse me, professor.

Shut up. So, what do you think?

The claws, the speed that it moves.

It could be a skinwalker,
maybe a black dog

Whatever we're talking about, we're talking
about a creature, and it's corporeal,

Which means we can kill it.

We cannot let that
Hailey girl go out there.

Oh yeah, what are we gonna tell her she can't go
into the woods because of a big, scary monster?

Yeah.

Her brother's missing, Sam.

She's not just gonna sit this out.

No, we go with her, we protect her, and we keep
our eyes peeled for our fuzzy predator friend

So finding dad's not enough?

Now we got to babysit, too?

What?

Nothing.

I'll tell you again. I
don't think ben should come.

Roy...

Look, you're paying me good money to keep
everybody safe. I think Ben's safest at home.

You guys got room for two more?

You want to come with us?

Who are these guys?

Apparently, this is all the
park service could muster up.

You're rangers?

That's right.

And you're hiking out
in biker boots and jeans?

Well, sweet heart, I don't do shorts.

Oh, you think this is funny? It's dangerous
backcountry out there. Her brother might be hurt.

Believe me, I know how
dangerous it can be.

We just want to help them
find their brother. That's all.

Roy, you said you did a little hunting.

Yeah, more than a little.

What kind of furry critters do you hunt?

Mostly buck. Sometimes bear.

Tell me, uh, Bambi or
Yogi ever hunt you back?

What you doing, Roy?

You should watch where
you're stepping... ranger.

It's a bear trap.

You didn't pack any provisions.

You guys are carrying a duffel bag.

You're not rangers, so
who the hell are you?

Sam and I are brothers,

And we're looking for our father.

He might be here. We don't know.

I just figured that you and
me, we're in the same boat.

Why didn't you just tell me that
from the start? I'm telling you now.

Besides, it's probably the most
honest I've ever been with a woman...

Ever.

So, we okay?

Yeah, okay.

And what do you mean I
didn't pack provisions?

This is it.

Black Water Ridge.

What coordinates are we at?

35 and minus 111.

You hear that?

Yeah.

Not even crickets.

I'm gonna go take a look around.

You shouldn't go off by yourself.

That's sweet. Don't worry about me.

All right, everybody
stays together. Let's go.

Hailey! Over here!

Oh, my god.

Looks like a grizzly.

Tommy?

Tommy!

Tommy! Shh... Shh...

Why?

Something might still be out there.

Sam.

The bodies were dragged
from the campsite.

But here, the tracks just vanish.

It's weird.

I tell you what.

It's no skinwalker or black dog.

Hey, he could still be alive.

Help!

It seemed like it was coming
from around here, didn't it?

Everybody back to camp.

Our packs!

So much for my GPS
and my satellite phone.

What the hell's going on?

It's smart.

It wants to cut us off
so we can't call for help.

You mean someone --Some nut job
out there just stole all our gear.

I need to speak with you... in private.

Okay, let me see dad's journal.

All right.

Check that out.

Oh, come on.

Windigos are in the Minnesota woods or Northern
Michigan. I've never even heard of one this far west.

Think about it, Dean -The claws,
the way it can mimic a human voice.

Great.

Well, then this is useless.

We got to get these people to safety.

All right, listen up. It's time to go.

Things have gotten more complicated.

What?

Whatever's out there,
I think I can handle it.

If you shoot this thing, you're just
gonna make it mad. We have to leave now.

One, you're talking nonsense, two, you're
in no position to give anybody orders.

Relax.

We never should have let you come
out in the first place, all right?

I'm trying to protect you.

You protect me?

I was hunting these woods when your
mommy was still kissing you good night.

Yeah.

It's a
damn-near-perfect hunter.

It's smarter than you.

And it's gonna hunt you down and eat you alive
unless we get your stupid sorry ass out of here.

You know you're crazy, right? Yeah?

You ever hunt -Chill out.

Stop! Stop it. Everybody just stop.

Look.

Tommy might still be alive.

And I'm not leaving here without him.

It's getting late.

This thing is a good hunter in the day,

But an unbelievable hunter at night.

We'll never beat it
--Not in the dark.

We need to settle
inand protect ourselves.

How?

One more time.That's...?
Anasazi symbols.

It's for protection. The
windigo can't cross over them.

Nobody likes a skeptic, Roy.

You want to tell me what's going
on in that freaky head of yours?

Dean... No, you're not fine.

You're like a powder keg,
man. It's not like you.

I'm supposed to be the
belligerent one, remember?

Dad's not here.

I mean, that much we know for sure, right? He
would have left us a message, a sign, right?

Yeah, you're probably right.

To tell you the truth, I don't
think dad's ever been to Lost Creek.

Then let's get these people back
to town, and let's hit the road...

Go find dad. I mean, why
are we still even here?

This is why...

This book.

This is dad's single most valuable possession.
Everything he knows about every evil thing is in here.

And he's passed it on to us.

I think he wants us to
pick up where he left off.

You know, saving
people, hunting things...

The family business.

That makes no sense.

Why-Why doesn't he just call us? Why doesn't
he tell us what he wants, tell us where he is?

I don't know.

But the way I see it,

Dad's given us a job to
do, and I intend to do it.

Dean...

No.

I gotta find dad.

I gotta find Jessica's killer.

It's the only thing I can think about. Okay.
All right. Sam, we'll find them. I promise.

Listen to me.

You've got to prepare yourself.

I mean, this search could take a while.

And all that anger,

You can't keep it burning over
the long haul. It's gonna kill you.

You got to have patience, man.

How do you do it?

How does dad do it?

Well, for one, them.

I mean, I figure our family's so screwed
to hell, maybe we can help some others.

It makes things a
little bit more bearable.

And I'll tell you what else helps...

Killing as many evil sons
of bitches as I possibly can.

Help me!

Please...!

Help!

It's trying to draw us out.

Just stay cool. Stay put.

Inside the magic circle?

Help!

Help me!

Okay, that's no grizzly.

It's okay. We'll be
all right. I promise.

It's here.

I hit it!

Roy, no!

Roy!

Don't move.

It's over here. Ugh!

Roy?!

I don't...

I mean, these types of things--
They aren't supposed to be real.

I wish I could tell you different.

How do we know it's not
out there watching us?

We don't.

But we're safe for now.

How do you know about this stuff?

It kind of runs in the family.

Hey.

So, we've got half a
chance in the daylight.

And I, for one...

Want to kill this evil son of a bitch.

Well, hell, you know I'm in.

Windigo is a cree indian word.
It means, "evil that devours."

They're hundreds of years old.

Each one was once a man, sometimes an indian or
other times a frontiers manor a miner or hunter.

How's a man turn into one of those
things? Well, it's always the same.

During some harsh winter,

A guy finds himself starving,
cut off from supplies or help

Becomes a cannibal to survive, eating
other members of his tribe or camp.

Like the donner party.

Cultures all over the world believe that eating
human flesh gives a person certain abilities--

Speed, strength, immortality.

If you eat enough of it,

Over years, you become this ...

Less-Than-Human
thing.

You're always hungry.

So, if that's true, how
can Tommy still be alive?

You're not gonna like it. Tell me.

More than anything, a windigo knows
how to last long winters without food.

It hibernates for years
at a time. When it's awake,

It keeps its victims
alive. It stores them

So it can feed whenever it wants.

If your brother's alive, it's keeping
him somewhere dark, hidden, and safe

And we got to track it back there.

And then how do we stop it?

Well,

Guns are useless-So are knives.

Basically...

We gotta torch the sucker.

Dean.

What is it?

You know,

I was thinking that those claw
prints, so clear and distinct

They were almost too easy to follow.

You okay? His neck's broken.

Run, run! Go, go, go, go, go!

Come on. I got you. I got you.

Hailey!

Dean!

If it keeps its victims
alive, why would it kill Roy?

Honestly?

I think because Roy shot
at it, he pissed it off.

They went this way.

It's better than bread crumbs.

Hey, it's okay. It's okay. It's okay.

Dean.

You. Wake up.

Dean. Hey. You okay?

Yeah.

Hailey... Hailey.

Wake up. Wake up.

Gotcha.

You sure you're all right?
Yeah, yeah. Where is it?

It's gone for now.

Tommy.

Tommy.

Cut him down.

We're gonna get you home.

Check it out.

Flare guns. Those will work.

Looks like someone's home for
supper. We'll never out run it.

You thinking what I'm
thinking? Yeah, I think so.

All right, listen to me. Stay with
Sam. He's gonna get you out of here.

What are you gonna do?

It's chow time, you freakin' bastard!

Yeah, that's right! Bring
it on, baby! I taste good!

All right, come on. Hurry!

Hey!

Hey, you want some white meat, bitch?!

I'm right here!

Get him out of here. Sam, no.

Go. Go!

Go.

Come on.

Come on.

Sam!

Come on. Hurry, hurry, hurry! Go!

Get behind me.

Not bad, huh?

That's when it circled the campsite. I mean,
this grizzly must have weighed 800, 900 pounds.

So, really, I don't
know how to thank you.

Must you cheapen the moment? Yeah!

You riding with your brother? Yeah.

Let's go.

I hope you find your father.

Thanks, Sam.

Man, I hate camping.

Me too.

Sam, you know we're
gonna find dad, right?

Yeah, I know.

But in the meantime

I'm driving.