Supernatural s14e05 Episode Script

Nightmare Logic

1 Woman: Maggie.
Jack: My father, he's gonna bring Maggie back to life.
[ Gasps, panting .]
Maggie? Hey, sorry.
- You okay? - I'm alive, so yes? Remember when you asked if we could stop it? All the evil in the world? [ Groaning .]
Well, maybe with Jack, we can.
[ Roaring .]
Maybe you're right.
[ Chuckles .]
But then what will we do? - [ Groans .]
- Dean? We had a deal! Michael.
Thanks for the suit.
I appreciate you accepting my invitation.
I'm the leader of a werewolf pack.
Why on Earth would an archangel care about us? - 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.
Yes.
[ Groans, shouts .]
[ Thunder rumbles .]
There were some misfires early.
I will admit to that.
But I have cracked the code.
Do you propose we wage a war on the humans? Why be the hunted when you can be the hunter? [ Insects chirping, animals calling .]
[ Flashlight clicks .]
[ Chirping continues .]
[ Camera beeps .]
Hey, guys.
Okay, so here we are in delightful Claremore, Oklahoma.
According to the post, that's where it came from.
I'm thinking ghoul.
[ Chuckles .]
Anyway here we go.
[ Chirping continues .]
[ Door creaks loudly .]
[ Rustling in distance .]
[ Raspy breathing .]
[ Screams .]
Supernatural 14x05 Nightmare Logic Sam: and details matter, all right? I know homework sucks, but it get it down -- all of it.
The more we know, the better we are, so Uh Everybody good? Any questions? Okay.
Let's get to work.
You kids have fun out there.
- Don't even say it.
- What? - No, it's good.
[ Cellphone chiming .]
It's got, like, a very camp-counselor vibe to it.
Just need to get you a whistle.
What is that? [ Chiming continues .]
It's nothing.
It's just Hunter check-ins.
- Check-ins? - Yeah.
That's adorable.
[ Cellphone beeps .]
[ Sighs .]
You got any rest lately, like at all? I mean, look, man, I know things are crazy right now, okay? I mean, hell, I just went toe-to-toe with my own personal horror-movie icon, but we all need our beauty sleep.
Dean, I have 16 Hunters on cases right now.
That's not counting Jack and Cass in Sarasota or Mom and Bobby working that rugaru in Texas.
Okay, you know that these people survived a war, right? Yeah, but a war isn't Hunting.
These people need, uh, lore and weapons and tips and backup, and -- Look, don't worry [ Cellphone chimes .]
about me, all right? I'm -- I'm -- I'm good.
What is it? One of the Hunters, uh, missed check-in.
Who? Maggie.
[ Footsteps approaching .]
Come on, kid, answer the phone.
[ Sighs .]
[ Cellphone beeps .]
You got them wearing body cams now? Sam: Yeah, they're new.
I figured watching each other Hunt is the best way to learn.
Maggie's voice: Okay, so -- They upload directly to the server.
in delightful Claremore, Oklahoma.
And if something goes wrong, you got a place to start.
Yeah.
That, too.
Here we go.
[ Screams .]
Something jumped her.
The ghoul? Dean, if she's hurt or dead -- We don't know that, okay? We don't know anything yet.
You just watched the same thing I did.
I saw a ghoul, okay? And, yeah, they're nasty little sons of bitches, but they're also scavengers.
They don't usually feed on the living.
- Yeah, so why attack her? - I don't know.
But I bet if we go there and find out, we got a shot at bringing her home.
[ Birds chirping .]
Dean: So, what's the deal here? Sam: I don't know.
- Same family owns the whole place.
- Huh.
Private cemetery.
Must be nice.
- What? - As in convenient.
But what are we talking here? Are they some sort of weirdo shut-ins like the Addams Family? Uh, Maggie was working a lead.
Kids online said they were studying when -- and I quote -- "a walker tried to end them.
" It's a zombie -- a "Walking Dead" thing.
I know what a walker is, Sam.
- "Studying," huh? - Yeah.
[ Chuckles .]
[ Can clatters .]
[ Door creaks loudly .]
Hey, check it out.
Drag marks.
But no blood, which means Maggie could still be alive.
Ghouls don't take prisoners.
Okay, say that she surprised it, it attacked, and then took her somewhere to feed for later, right? Maybe it didn't finish the job yet.
Either way, I say we find it -- - And kill it.
- Yeah.
Man: Hello? Who's down there? All right, we're coming up.
Hey! - Hi.
- Can I help you? Yeah.
I'm -- I'm Mr.
Harrison.
This is Mr.
Byrne.
We're with the Historic Preservation Society.
This is private property.
Sure.
Uh, the city sent us.
They -- They are gonna make this whole place a historic site.
- Yeah.
Yeah.
We just need to take a look around, uh, survey the grounds, and then the home.
I-If we could just speak with the owner.
Hm.
Follow me.
[ Crows caw in distance .]
I knew it! I always said this place had historical significance.
- So much significance.
- Thought so.
Oh, please.
I'm no expert.
[ Chuckles .]
I do subscribe to Architectural Digest.
Dean: Oh, is that right? The thing is [ Chuckles .]
how many of you does this take? I mean, two of you seems like enough.
Two of us? Your colleagues? Well, they got here right before you did -- said they were from the H.
P.
S.
, too.
Really? Y-- You gotta be kidding me.
Hello, boys.
What are you doing here? Oh, no.
Was there a mix-up? Sam: No.
Not at all.
We -- W-We're all good.
We, uh, just wish you'd checked in with the main office before coming all the way out here.
Well, we don't need permission to look at houses.
Especially when the main office is run by a bunch of idjits.
[ Birds chirping .]
I really hope this won't affect our chances of being historically preserved.
Could you just give us a minute? So, uh, Neil, right? [ Chuckles .]
How long is the house been in your family? Oh.
[ Chuckles .]
No.
I can see why you think that.
I'mI'm flattered.
I'm not the owner.
Oh, that'd be Mr.
Rawling.
I'm his nurse.
Oh.
We're gonna need to talk to him.
[ Bell tolls in distance .]
Mm.
It was her first solo Hunt, and she was nervous, excited.
Bobby and I were talking her through it, giving her pointers, and then all of a sudden, she just stopped texting.
We were worried, but we should have called.
No, it's [ Sighs .]
Did you find anything? Dean: Mr.
Harrison, a word.
[ Monitor beeping, respirator hissing .]
[ Footsteps approaching .]
[ Quietly .]
Is it just me or does this guy look exactly -- [ Quietly .]
No, that's him, from the video.
So, if he's here, where's Maggie? [ Breathing shakily .]
Help me.
Somebody ple-- Help me.
[ Monitor beeping, respirator hissing .]
Mr.
Rawling.
Groundskeeper found him like this.
He had a stroke.
[ Door closes .]
I'm doing my best to keep him comfortable, but -- Woman: Neil? Give me a hand? In here! Sasha -- Mr.
Rawling's daughter.
Sasha, they're from the National Historic Preservation Society.
Isn't that exciting? What? This house? You're sure? Yeah, she's, uh she's got good bones.
Ah.
My grandpa used to say that when he and my grandma lived here.
Now, your father -- how long has he lived here? Full-time? [ Inhales deeply .]
I don't really know.
- You don't know? - Look, I just came down here to get everything in order before he [ Inhales deeply .]
Well, before he dies.
Look, it's -- it's been a really long week.
Sure.
Sorry, um [ Sighs .]
We'll just take a second, and we'll be out of your hair.
You know what? I can't.
Not today.
So, I'm sorry.
You're gonna have to leave.
Well, it ain't a ghoul.
I checked the old guy out pretty good back there -- no bites.
Maybe we're looking at a shifter.
I don't know.
Shifters don't usually hang out in graveyards.
- Maybe he was possessed, you know, or maybe a demon took his body for a joyride? Yeah, and then what? He tucks him back in like he's returning a library book? Anyways, I spritzed him with holy water when the nurse's head was turned.
This case obviously ain't a milk run.
Something on your mind, Bobby? Yeah.
Your brother.
He let Maggie come here when she had no idea what she was walking into.
She wasn't ready.
Oh, c'mon, when is anybody ever ready? You are or you ain't.
A real leader would've seen that a mile a way.
Bobby.
Look, we all want the same thing.
We -- We have a job to do, so let's do it.
Sam, you're with me.
Bobby, you're with Dean.
Look, don't listen to Bobby.
Um, maybe he's right, you know? I encouraged her.
Maybe he's right about me, about everything.
Sam.
Watching you these last few weeks, you know what I've been saying to myself? "This is what he was born to do.
" If Bobby can't see that, then it's not the only thing he's been missing lately.
I wasn't gonna mention it.
None of my business, but it did seem like you'd gotten pretty close lately.
Yeah, and I thought so, too.
Maybe, but since we've been back, things have changed.
Changed how? We're Hunting all the time.
He won't take a break, not even for a second.
There's something on his mind, and he doesn't want to talk about it.
Have you asked? Bobby's not open like your dad.
Wait.
Like my dad? Okay.
At least he's not like your dad was when I knew him.
Right.
[ Chuckles .]
Bobby's got walls, big ones.
I just don't know if I can do that if I even ever put myself out there again.
[ Chuckles .]
I shouldn't be talking to you about this.
[ Birds chirping .]
You think I was too hard on your brother back there.
He's doing his best.
He's doing better than his best.
You know, this whole Hunter Five-O thing -- he's -- he's killing himself over it.
He doesn't eat, he doesn't sleep, grew himself one of those Kenny Rogers Beards.
No offense.
Well, I'm, uh still getting to know this Bobby.
Um, our Bobby wasn't the most open person either.
[ Chuckles .]
Not at first.
His wife, she, uh -- she was possessed by a demon, and he had to take care of it himself.
They never had any children? No.
Anyway, point is, people put up walls for a reason.
So, whatever your Bobby has behind his doubt it's pretty.
But you think I should try and find out? You know what? If you care about him, I think you should.
[ Sighs .]
- Hey, what is? - What? Sam, look at this.
[ Rustling .]
[ Door creaks .]
[ Leaves rustling .]
[ Door creaks .]
FBI, DEA Forest Service.
[ Gasps .]
Sam: Looks like a Hunter's wallet.
Another Hunter? Not one of ours.
Bobby? Bobby! [ Growls .]
[ Snarling .]
[ Grunts .]
The hell? [ Door creaks .]
What happened to you?! I could ask you the same question.
Y-- [ Monitor beeping, respirator hissing .]
[ Rattles in distance .]
[ Rattling continues .]
[ Wood creaking .]
[ Monitor beeping, respirator hissing continues .]
Hello? Neil? [ Rattling .]
[ Door creaks .]
[ Growls .]
[ Screams .]
No! No! [ Gasps .]
[ Panting .]
[ Insects chirping .]
A thing chased me down the hall.
What kind of thing? It couldn't have been real.
It looked -- It looked like a vampire.
Oh, I'm crazy.
That sounded crazy.
[ Breathing shakily .]
You're not crazy.
Sasha: I'm sorry.
What are you doing in my house? [ Grunts .]
Sasha: You hunt monsters? What about the Historic Society? [ Door opens .]
Uh, yeah -- Sorry.
[ Door closes .]
Dean: You're not gonna believe what I found in the shed.
You hunt monsters? Oh, good.
You told them.
What did you find in the shed? Dead guy.
Any chance, uh -- Any chance it was him? Yeah.
Yeah, that's him.
Great.
So, we think something is killing Hunters.
Where's Bobby? Said he had to grab something out of the truck.
I'll go check.
No, wait, time out.
There's a dead body on our property? [ Door opens, closes .]
Yeah, that's not all.
A wormy clone of her dad tried to kill me.
It was the same thing that attacked Maggie in the video.
- W-Who's Maggie? - But my dad is right there.
Sam: This makes no sense.
Sasha, c-can we talk to the Groundskeeper, please? Don? He left hours ago.
[ Stammers .]
What about the thing that I saw? Right.
Yep.
S-So, she had a vampire chase her down the hall.
Okay, you're right -- no sense.
I mean, what kind of vampire lets its dinner go AWOL? And that thing that I killed died weird.
Okay, you know what? This is a stretch, but -- but go with me.
What if what we're dealing with, what if they aren't monsters at all? Oh, thank God.
All right.
Well, then what are they? Maybe some kind of manifestation? Like from a witch or a psychic? Remember, uh, the -- the guy in the old folks' home? He could -- He could make things go "Looney Tunes.
" Fred Jones -- Yeah, Dad's buddy.
Exactly.
He was psychokinetic.
He could reshape reality.
Reshape? That's not possible.
Oh, pal, you have no idea what's possible.
Yeah, but Fred Jones was damn near catatonic.
He had no idea what he was doing.
Well, maybe he doesn't either.
You think my dad's doing this? Sasha, has your dad ever shown any signs of, um Psychic powers? There's -- No.
No.
I mean, if we're talking textbook workaholic with toxic narcissistic tendencies, then, yeah, sure, maybe.
But a psychic? No way.
Why would he manifest a vampire to scare his own daughter? Sasha, tell us exactly what was going on when you saw the vampire.
[ Sighs .]
I thought I heard rats or something in the attic.
I was going up to see, but I -- But you got scared.
You got scared, so you didn't go.
- The attic.
- Yeah.
I'll go.
You stay with them.
Bobby! [ Panting .]
[ Insects chirping .]
Bobby! [ Metal scraping .]
[ Glass thuds, scraping continues .]
Could you not -- [ Scraping stops .]
Yeah, you know what? Never mind.
[ Pills rattle .]
- You okay? - Well, my father's dying, and there's a strange man sharpening a machete to presumably kill monsters with in my living room.
Thank God for benzos.
[ Monitor beeping in distance .]
I never should have come back here.
Thanks, Dad.
No love lost between you two, huh? [ Sighs .]
- Look, I get it.
-No offense, but I'm not really up for a heart-to-heart.
Great.
Okay.
My dad wasn't the best person.
He was gone all the time working.
for us, he said, but my mom He knew depression runs in her family.
He wasn't there, so I was the one who found her.
I was 12.
[ Melancholy music plays .]
[ Slurps .]
I'm sorry.
Mm.
[ Chuckles .]
That's what everyone says.
Except him.
Never said it.
You want to know what the most ridiculous part is? I worshipped him when I was kid.
Didn't know any better.
He's the only family I have left.
Can I give you a little advice? Let it go.
The past is There's nothing you can do about it now, soit's just baggage.
Let it go.
You'll feel a lot lighter.
Is that what you do? [ Inhales deeply .]
[ Smacks lips .]
I try.
Every single day.
[ Suspenseful music plays .]
[ Door creaks .]
[ Flashlight clicks .]
[ Wood creaking .]
Maggie.
Oh, no.
Okay.
[ Breathing shakily .]
- Sam? - Hey.
- It's here.
- What? It's here.
[ Stammers .]
It's -- It's here.
[ Snarls .]
[ Growls, yells .]
[ Coughs .]
[ Knife clatters .]
I-I didn't mean to get caught.
I'm s-- No, no, no.
Stop that.
Maggie, you did nothing wrong, all right? We're gonna get you home, okay? We're gonna get you out of here.
[ Chains rattling .]
[ Insects chirping, animals calling .]
[ Rustling .]
[ Dramatic music plays .]
Daniel? Hey, Dad.
[ Groans .]
[ Grunts .]
Daniel you can't be -- What? Here? Real? But here I am.
[ Grunts.]
[ Groans .]
And, damn, this feels real good.
[ Grunting .]
[ Groans .]
Aah! [ Groans .]
C'mon, Dad.
I know you're curious -- what they did, what you let them do.
It's kind of a funny story.
They crucified me, piece by piece.
Mary: Stop! Get away from him.
Mary, run! [ Grunts .]
Aah! [ Groans .]
[ Grunting .]
[ Choking .]
[ Breathing heavily .]
[ Groans .]
[ Grunting .]
No! Aah! [ Panting .]
[ Grunting .]
I'm sorry.
[ Scream echoing .]
[ Monitor beeping, respirator hissing .]
You're giving him a transfusion? Oh.
Um keeps up his iron.
- Ah.
Sasha, could you go make me a sandwich? Seriously? You want me to make you a sandwich? I'll just go make that sandwich.
Great.
[ Gun cocks .]
Wh-What are you doing? It didn't hit me at first, but then I remembered -- I've seen that rig before, long time ago, when I was hooked up to it.
You're not giving him blood.
You're taking it.
You're a djinn.
But you knew that already [distorted voice.]
didn't you? Why are you going after Hunters? [ Normal voice .]
Because you told me to.
Is this still part of the game? - What game? - The test.
Michael.
You think I'm Michael.
You're not? No, not anymore.
Hmm I thought when you showed up with that ridiculous "Historic Society" story [scoffs.]
that you -- he was testing me, making sure I kept up my end of the bargain.
- What bargain? - Stop! Find somewhere quiet, set up shop, kill as many Hunters as I can.
And in return, he'd give you an upgrade.
It's what he does.
Djinn -- What powers do we really have? Trapping our little flies, weaving our poisonous webs inside people's minds.
It's all solimiting.
Now, one touch -- I read minds, see nightmares.
And because of him, because of you, I can bring those nightmares into the world -- make them do whatever I want.
The old man? Rawling? His worst nightmare is dying in this house -- unmourned, unloved, rotting away in the family crypt, alone with his own regret.
It's a tad macabre, don't you think? Now, your little Hunter girl? Hers were much more interesting.
It's a shame what those vampires did to her family.
Quite a place she comes from, and your friend Bobby.
The things slithering around in his mind.
Ooh.
I said stop.
We both know that won't do me any harm.
And I highly doubt you have a knife dipped in lamb's blood.
No, but it'll slow you down.
[ Groans .]
Ow! [ Grunts .]
- [ Distorted voice .]
Relax.
- [ Groans .]
[ Normal voice .]
I won't let anything happen to Michael's favorite monkey suit, but I am curious [distorted voice.]
what are your nightmares? [ Groans .]
[ Groans .]
[ Normal voice .]
You -- You're -- [ Grunting .]
You know, I don't have a blade dipped in lamb's blood but I can improvise.
[ Grunting .]
[ Panting .]
You think I'm the only one, the only trap? He made dozens of us, just out there waiting for you and your family.
[ Chuckles .]
You don't know my family.
[ Grunts .]
[ Monitor beeping, respirator hissing .]
[ Exhales sharply .]
[ Bullet casings clatter .]
[ Monitor beeping, respirator hissing .]
So, that's all? Yeah.
The djinn's poison was keeping him under.
Give him some time.
He'll come back around.
Might even get that apology.
[ Chuckles .]
Yeah, maybe.
Maybe not, but can't change the past, right? [ Rawling groaning .]
Oh.
It's okay, Dad.
I'm here.
[ Engine revs .]
[ Indistinct conversations .]
Hey.
- Hey! - How you doing? - You all right? - You're back.
- So great to see you.
- Bring it here.
You did this.
You got her home.
Mary: So, Bobby, back there -- You weren't supposed to see that.
Caught sight of him in the woods when I was with Dean.
I wanted to handle it myself.
Bobby.
You can talk to me.
Daniel was my son.
My wife, God rest her she didn't die natural.
Daniel and I buried her together.
After well, Hunting, that -- that's what got us through.
Then the angel war started.
I'd been called up to serve before, so they gave me a platoon, I guess you could call it.
[ Sighs .]
Dan was in it.
We got separated.
I guess you can figure where this is headed.
It wasn't your fault.
I'm the one that brought him to war.
I'm the one who sent him to die.
I don't even know what they did to him.
The angels took them.
We never found the bodies.
I never figured I'd be any kind of a father to a child.
But Daniel.
was the best thing in my life.
[ Sighs deeply .]
I always assumed that war'd kill me, too, but it didn't.
I guess lately, I've -- I've been looking for other options.
The Hunting.
It ends the same.
No.
You are not allowed to give up on me.
I don't I don't know any other way to live.
Then we'll find one.
[ Footsteps approaching .]
Well, I talked to Maggie.
[ Sighs .]
Says she can't wait to get back in the saddle.
Really? Well, she learned from the best, huh? [ Footsteps approaching .]
Boys.
Um We, uh -- We need to talk.
Yeah, thank you again.
Bye.
[ Cellphone beeps .]
Okay, so, uh, the key is under the garden gnome.
[ Chuckles .]
And you're sure she doesn't mind? No.
Donna says her cabin is your cabin.
Take as much time as you need.
Sam.
Yeah? Listen, those things I said before -- Bobby, forget about it.
No, no.
I [ Sighs .]
This job is no picnic.
I don't know that I ever really had it in me.
But you do.
We'll -- We'll just be a few weeks.
As soon as Bobby's back on his feet -- Hey, I know.
If you need anything -- anything, I'm just half a day's drive -- Mom, go.
All right? Be happy.
[ Door opens, closes .]
Garth? It's Dean.
Here's the deal -- Yeah, that's right -- super-charged monsters.
Yeah, a whole new breed.
So, I know things are crazy right now, but you got to listen to me.
We got to stay safe, use the buddy system.
All right.
Spread the word.
[ Cellphones beep .]
Okay.
That's, uh -- That's everybody.
Traps for Hunters.
[ Sighs .]
Friggin' awesome.
[ Bottle clinks .]
Dean -- I know, I know.
Not my fault.
[ Bottle opens .]
It's Michael.
It's all Michael.
[ Scoffs .]
You know, I've been trying to -- not forget, but to move on from what I -- from what we -- from what he did.
And I got to be honest, I was -- I was starting to feel like myself again.
Almost.
- So we'll work harder.
- How, Sam? You get sleep three hours of sleep a night.
All right, then -- then -- then I'll sleep two.
Dean, we're going to find Michael, and when we do, we will kill him.
How? I don't know.
We'll -- We'll -- We'll track down Dark Kaia and her spear.
We'll -- [ Inhales deeply .]
We'll find something.
I hope you're right.