Supernatural (TV Series)

Something Wicked (2006)

Jared Padalecki: Sam Winchester

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• Sam Winchester : Should've thought of this before. A doctor's the perfect disguise, you're trusted, you can control the whole thing!

  Dean Winchester : That sonofabitch.

  Sam Winchester : I'm surprised you didn't draw on him right there.

  Dean Winchester : Yeah well, first of all, I'm not gonna open fire in a friggin' pediatrics ward.

  Sam Winchester : Good call.

  Dean Winchester : Second, it wouldn't 'a done any good, 'cause the bastard's bullet-proof unless he's chowin' down on somethin'. And third... I wasn't packin', which is probably a really good thing 'cause I probably would've just burned a clip in him off of principle alone.

  Sam Winchester : Gettin' wise in your old age, Dean.

  Dean Winchester : Damn right.

• Sam Winchester : What makes you so sure?

  Dean Winchester : Well, because I'm the oldest, which means I'm always right.

  Sam Winchester : No, it doesn't.

  Dean Winchester : Yeah, it totally does.

• Sam Winchester : Dude, dude, I am not using this ID!

  Dean Winchester : Why not?

  Sam Winchester : Because it says "Bikini Inspector" on it!

• Sam Winchester : [as they prepare to leave]  It's too bad.

  Dean Winchester : Nah, they'll be fine.

  Sam Winchester : That's not what I meant. I meant Michael. He'll always know there are things out there in the dark, never be the same, you know? Sometimes I wish that...

  Dean Winchester : What?

  Sam Winchester : I wish I could have that kind of innocence.

  Dean Winchester : If it means anything, sometimes I wish you could, too.

• Sam Winchester : You sure these iron rounds are gonna work?

  Dean Winchester : Consecrated iron rounds, and yeah, it's what Dad used last time.

  Sam Winchester : Hey Dean, I'm sorry.

  Dean Winchester : For what?

  Sam Winchester : You know. I've really given you a lot of crap. For always following Dad's orders. But I know why you do it.

  Dean Winchester : Oh God, kill me now.

• [after learning that Shtrigas usually disguise themselves as old women] 

  Dean Winchester : [getting a map]  Check this out. I marked down all the addresses of the victims. Now these are the houses that have been hit so far. And dead center?

  Sam Winchester : The hospital.

  Dean Winchester : The hospital. When we were there I saw a patient, an old woman.

  Sam Winchester : An old person, huh?

  Dean Winchester : Yeah.

  Sam Winchester : [chuckling]  In the hospital? Hoo, better call the Coast Guard.

• Michael : I'm going with you.

  Joanna : Not now, Michael.

  Michael : But I gotta see Asher!

  Dean Winchester : Hey Michael. Hey. I know how you feel, I'm a big brother too, but you gotta go easy on your Mom right now, okay?

  [Michael nods] 

  Joanna : [dropping her purse]  Dammit!

  Sam Winchester : I got it. Here.

  Joanna : Thanks.

  Dean Winchester : Hey listen, you're in no condition to drive. Why don't you let me give you a lift to the hospital, huh?

  Joanna : No, I couldn't possibly...

  Dean Winchester : It's no trouble. I insist.

  Joanna : [handing him the keys]  Thanks.

  [to Michael] 

  Joanna : Be good.

  [she gets in the car] 

  Dean Winchester : [fiercely, to Sam]  I'm gonna kill this thing. I want it dead, you hear me?

• Sam Winchester : Then you wanna use the kid as *bait*? Are you nuts? No! Forget it, that's outta the question!

  Dean Winchester : It's not outta the question Sam, it's the only way. If this thing disappears, it could be years before we get another chance!

  Sam Winchester : Michael's a *kid*! And I'm not gonna dangle him in front of that thing like a worm on a hook!

  Dean Winchester : Dad did not send me here to walk away!

  Sam Winchester : Send *you* here? He didn't send you here, he sent *us* here!

  Dean Winchester : This isn't about you Sam! All right, I'm the one that screwed up! It's *my* fault, there's no telling how many kids have gotten hurt because of me.

• Sam Winchester : What're you saying, Dean? How is it your fault? Dean. You've been hiding something from the get-go. Since when does Dad bail on a hunt? Since when does he let something get away? Now talk to me, man! Tell me what's goin' on.

  Dean Winchester : Fort Douglas Wisconsin. It was, it was the third night in this crap room and I was climbin' the walls, man, I needed to get some air.

  [flashback shows young Dean slipping out; when he gets back, the Shtriga is in the room hanging over Sam; Dean grabs the rifle and cocks it, the Shrtiga looks up and roars; John comes in] 

  John Winchester : Get outta the way!

  [Dean ducks, John fires at the Shtriga, the Shtriga jumps through the window and escapes; John grabs Sam] 

  John Winchester : Sammy, Sammy, Sammy! You okay?

  Young Sam : Dad, what's going on?

  John Winchester : You all right?

  [he hugs him tight, turns to Dean] 

  John Winchester : What happened?

  Young Dean : I, I just went out.

  John Winchester : [dangerous]  What?

  Young Dean : J-just for a second. I'm sorry.

  John Winchester : [angry]  I told you not to leave this room! I told you not to let him out of your sight!

  [cut back to present] 

  Dean Winchester : Dad just... grabbed us and booked. Dropped us off at Pastor Jim's about three hours away; by the time he got back to Fort Douglas the Shtriga disappeared, it was, was just gone. Never resurfaced until now. You know, Dad never... spoke about it again. I didn't ask. But he uh, he looked at me different. You know? Which was worse. Not that I blame him. He gave me an order and I didn't listen, I almost got you killed.

  Sam Winchester : You were just a kid.

  Dean Winchester : Don't. Don't. Dad knew this was unfinished business for me. He sent me here to finish it.

• Sam Winchester : Dean you got the time?

  Dean Winchester : [checking his watch]  Ten after four.

  [Sam nods] 

  Dean Winchester : Why?

  Sam Winchester : What's wrong with this picture?

  [Dean follows Sam's gaze to a nearly empty playground] 

  Dean Winchester : School's out, isn't it?

  Sam Winchester : Yeah. So where is everybody? This place should be crawlin' with kids right now.

• Sam Winchester : So what the hell is a Shtriga?

  Dean Winchester : It's... kinda like a witch I think. I don't know much about 'em.

  Sam Winchester : Well I've never heard of it. And it's not in Dad's journal.

  Dean Winchester : Dad hunted one in Fort Douglas Wisconsin about sixteen-seventeen years ago. You were there, you don't remember?

  Sam Winchester : No.

  Dean Winchester : I guess he caught wind that the thing's in Fitchburg now and kicked us the coordinates.

  Sam Winchester : So wait, this...

  Dean Winchester : Shtriga.

  Sam Winchester : Right. You think it's the same one Dad hunted before.

  Dean Winchester : Yeah, maybe.

  Sam Winchester : But if Dad went after it, why is it still breathing air?

  Dean Winchester : 'Cause it got away.

  Sam Winchester : Got away.

  Dean Winchester : Yeah, Sammy, it happens.

  Sam Winchester : Not very often.

  Dean Winchester : Well I dunno what to tell ya, I mean maybe Dad didn't have his Wheaties that mornin'.

  Sam Winchester : What else do you remember?

  Dean Winchester : [evasive]  Nothin', I was a kid, all right?

• Sam Winchester : Well, you were right. It wasn't very easy to find, but you were right. A Shtriga *is* a kind of witch. They're Albanian, but legends about 'em date back to ancient Rome. They feed off of spiritus vitae.

  Dean Winchester : Spir what?

  Sam Winchester : Vitae. It's Latin, it translates to "Breath of Life." Kinda like your life force or essence.

• Sam Winchester : Anyway, Shtrigas can feed off anyone, but they prefer...

  Dean Winchester : Children.

  Sam Winchester : Yeah, probably 'cause they have stronger life force. And get this: "Shtrigas are invulnerable to all weapons devised by God and Man."

  Dean Winchester : No. That's not right. She's vulnerable when she feeds.

  Sam Winchester : What?

  Dean Winchester : You catch her when she's eating, you can blast her with consecrated wrought-irons, uh, buck-shots or rounds I think.

  Sam Winchester : How do you know that?

  Dean Winchester : Dad told me. I remember.

  [Sam gives Dean a look] 

  Sam Winchester : Oh. Huh. So uh, anything else Dad might've mentioned?

  Dean Winchester : [evasive]  No, that's it.

• Dean Winchester : What do you got?

  Sam Winchester : Well, bad news. I started with uh, with Fort Douglas, around the time you said Dad was there?

  Dean Winchester : And?

  Sam Winchester : [scrolling through news articles]  Same deal. Before that, there was uh, there was Ogdenville, before that, North Haverbrook, and Brockway... Every fifteen to twenty years, it hits a new town. Dean, this thing is just gettin' started in Fitchburg. In all these other places, it goes on for months, dozens of kids, before the Shtriga finally moves on. Kids just, languish in comas and then they die.

  Dean Winchester : How far back's this thing go?

  Sam Winchester : Uh, I dunno. Earliest mention I could find is this place called Black River Falls back in the 1890s. Talk about a horror show.

  [he scrolls up a photo] 

  Sam Winchester : Whoa.

  Dean Winchester : Sam?

  Sam Winchester : Hold on. I'm lookin' at a photograph right now, of a bunch of doctors standing around a kid's bed. One of the doctors... is Hydecker.

  Dean Winchester : And?

  Sam Winchester : And, this picture was taken in 1893.