Supernatural: The Animation (2011) s01e01 Episode Script

[WHIMPERING.]
[METAL SCRAPING.]
ZACK: Good.
Sorry to keep you waiting.
I'm ready.
What's the matter, Amanda? Stop! I'm begging you.
Why are you doing this? Why? You don't accept me.
Isn't that right? You Who are you? I'm your husband.
Look hard, Amanda.
- It's me.
- Who are you? You're not my Zack.
Where's Zack? ZACK: What makes you think I'm not Zack? AMANDA: No.
Please.
Don't! [AMANDA GRUNTS.]
[KNIFE STABBING.]
[DEAN WHISTLING.]
[SAM GROANS.]
[SAM CRYING.]
[SAM PANTING.]
MAN: What are you doing? Shoot! SAM: Jessica! [GASPS.]
DEAN: You finally awake? Sammy.
Stop calling me that, Dean.
Where are we now? It's a little over 300 miles to Missouri.
Missouri? I thought we were heading north.
Did you hear from Dad? No.
No news at all, as usual.
Not important.
By the way look at this.
Read it.
"Bloody, bizarre murder Husband brutally murders wife.
" What about it? DEAN: Turns out there were four similar incidents in a rural town without any history of crime.
When did we become cops? More importantly, all the suspects insist they were elsewhere at the time of the crime.
In other words someone's claiming to have been in two different places at the same time? Don't you think it's worth investigating? Dean, our main goal is to find Dad.
If he were here, he would've investigated this, I know it.
Oh, yeah? Do whatever you want.
MAN 1: Hey, give me a hand over here.
MAN 2: Just a spat between drunks.
MAN 3: Check it out.
MAN 4: All right.
Excuse me, miss? - Dean.
- Hi.
We'd like to see Detective Boyle.
And you are? Federal marshals Davis and Martin.
We'd like to discuss the recent murder.
Pleasure to meet you.
I'm Boyle.
Detective Katherine Boyle.
DEAN: The pleasure's mine.
KATHERINE: It's unmistakable.
Just before the time of the crime the Evans' security camera caught footage of Zack Evans entering their house.
DEAN: Let me ask you one more time, Zack.
When you returned home from your brother's house you found that your wife had been murdered.
Is that right? ZACK: Yes.
DEAN: Are you sure? - You swear you didn't do this? ZACK: Of course! I I still I still love Amanda.
DEAN: That's definitely Zack.
Eight forty p.
m.
That's 40 minutes before the murder.
What do you think? It looks exactly like him.
Any chance the image could've been digitally manipulated? DEAN: Doesn't look like it.
- Stop.
- Hmm? Rewind it.
- Why? - Just do it.
[WHIRRING.]
Stop.
Look.
His eyes are glowing.
It's probably just the angle.
Happens a lot.
No.
They wouldn't glow like that from this angle.
Remember what Dad said? Spirits and ethereal bodies often glow in photographs.
Spirits? - A doppelgänger? - Hmm.
KATHERINE: Ow! - What's the matter? I cut my finger on the door.
It's no big deal.
There you go.
- Thank you.
- No need to thank me.
By the way, how about grabbing a drink later on? [CLEARS THROAT.]
DEAN: This is awful.
KATHERINE: Yes.
DEAN: You never get used to this kind of stuff.
Depressing.
Find anything? No.
I thought an evil spirit might be behind it but I haven't found anything to back that up.
And I don't smell sulfur.
Something wrong? It's nothing.
- Did you find anything? - No.
Hmm? She was your friend? Amanda was my friend since childhood.
I see.
KATHERINE: You're nice.
You didn't use any cheap lines to comfort me.
DEAN: I'm nice, huh? That's my flaw.
[SAM GRUNTS.]
SAM: Hey, let's go.
DEAN: What? Did you find something? SAM: There's nothing here.
DEAN: Katherine, thanks for showing us the crime scene.
We'll be in touch.
KATHERINE: What? You sure this is gonna work? A halite bullet? We have no choice.
We're dealing with a spirit.
We'll at least be able to divert it.
[PEBBLE FALLS.]
Don't freak me out like that.
SAM: Behind you! [GRUNTS.]
Who are you? Zack.
[PANTING.]
[GASPS.]
[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING.]
DEAN: Welcome back.
Dean? What the hell is going on? Calm down, Sam.
Hey, cut it out.
Who the hell are you? Dean's shoulder is injured.
- It got better.
- What did you do to Dean? Answer me! That's sad.
Don't you know your own brother? [DEAN GRUNTS.]
DEAN: My life's been pretty messed up.
- Yours hasn't been much better.
- What? But I've definitely suffered as much as you have.
Cut the crap.
However, Sam while you were off at college I went monster hunting with Dad every single day.
And then Dad ended up disappearing.
So tell me, Sam, what's the meaning of my life? Things have always gone your way.
But no matter.
Life is so unpredictable.
Thanks to you, I think I've finally met someone.
Met someone? Who are you talking about? Katherine.
I bet she'll understand me.
Hey! Hey! Wait! [GRUNTING.]
[GROANS.]
SAM: Is someone there? - Sam? - Dean? - He's going to find Katherine.
- What? He looks just like you, Dean.
He told me he was you.
Me? Said something about finally meeting someone.
- He said that? - Yeah.
He looks like me? He looks exactly like you, talks exactly like you.
I could tell he wasn't you.
He's a fake.
He's not a fake.
That bastard downloaded everything from my brain.
Which means he's not a spirit.
That was close.
Very nice.
Shut up, or I ain't saving your sorry ass.
A shape-shifter? Yeah.
It's in Dad's notebook.
A monster that has the ability to transform into anything.
It's been recorded in mythology all over the world.
- That's Dad.
We can always count on him.
- Can we beat this thing? We will once we know what we're dealing with.
This ought to be effective: A pure silver bullet.
SAM: Let's split up.
I'll look for her at the station.
DEAN: I'll check her place.
[DOORBELL BUZZS.]
Katherine, it's Dean! You're okay.
What's the matter? It's so late.
I'm so glad you're not hurt.
So wait a minute.
You're saying that this monster, whatever you call it, is responsible? It's a shape-shifter: A subspecies of human beings, originally human but abhorred and renounced because of their "peculiarities.
" They've been forced to survive by impersonating others.
You don't expect me to believe that, do you? Please.
Believe me.
[GUN COCKS.]
Hey.
What are you doing? I called the sheriff's office.
They told me there is no Marshal Davis.
Who are you? I cut my finger on the door.
Who the hell are you? Where's Katherine? You'll have to do better than just look like someone.
You CAPTAIN [OVER MEGAPHONE.]
: You're under arrest.
Do not resist.
Drop your weapons and come out peacefully.
DEAN: Impressive.
[CHUCKLES.]
[KATHERINE SCREAMS.]
You've gotta be kidding me.
Shit.
What do I do? Damn.
OFFICER: Don't move.
Hold it.
I'm - Smile.
- Dean? CAPTAIN: Damn it.
Search the area immediately.
Hurry up! - How was Katherine? - The shape-shifter was at her place.
- And? - It got away.
- What? - Don't panic.
We'll find its nesting area and search it with a fine-tooth comb.
Damn it.
I should've gone.
- Shut up.
Enough.
[KEYBOARD CLACKING.]
Find the closest entrance to the sewage line, Sammy.
I'm working on it.
But what are we gonna do? We may be the ones that end up on the wanted list.
What the hell are you doing? - This is no time to fool around.
- Don't move.
You're not fooling me.
What? You're not Dean, are you? That's my line, man.
You're not Sam.
You're not Dean.
What did you do to Dean? Did you think you could fool me with your pathetic "Dean" disguise? [GUNSHOT.]
[BOTH GRUNTING.]
Shit.
Hey, remember how we used to fight all the time when we were kids? Yeah.
But I'm not a kid anymore.
[GRUNTS.]
SAM: Now, let's settle this once and for all.
DEAN: Wait.
I am the real Dean.
SAM: And I'm the real Sam.
I need you to believe me.
[GUNSHOT.]
[DEAN PANTING.]
DEAN: You're late.
- Don't you mean, "Thank you"? DEAN: So how'd you enjoy shooting yourself? SAM: I'll probably dream about it.
Well, thank you for saving my life.
Just doing my job.
KATHERINE: Your job? You mean you hunt monsters for a living? DEAN: Well, sort of.
KATHERINE: Why? SAM & DEAN: Family business.
Gotcha.
DEAN: So listen, cop, aren't you gonna interrogate us? KATHERINE: No.
I'm nice.
DEAN: Right.
SAM: What's going to happen to the suspects in custody? KATHERINE: We're gonna double-check their alibis.
I'm sure their innocence will be proven soon enough.
SAM: That's good.
Now, you be careful.
- Yeah, you too.
- Take care.
[English - US - SDH.]