Supernatural s02e13 Episode Script

How little? Why don't you put on a little eye shadow? And, you know, all this stuff is just like-- It's just very unprofessional.
Don't touch the troll.
Is that what your mom used to say to your dates? Put the trolls down or I'll put a staple right between your-- Now, I know it's hard.
It's hard to look up when you're down.
It's hard to look up and see the light.
But I'm here to tell you, folks the Lord is with you.
You don't have to suffer.
You don't have to be lost.
The Lord is talking to you right now.
He's saying, "You are my child and you have a purpose.
" You think God forgot about you? I tell you, no.
All you gotta do is listen.
Can't you just hear those angels singing? Isn't it beautiful? It's time.
It's time to receive the message he's sending.
It's time to listen to the word of God.
Can you hear the glory? I said, can't you just hear it? I say, can't you just hear the glory? My God.
Good morning.
You're not the usual guy.
No, uh, just filling in.
So how you feeling today, Gloria? I've never felt better.
So no disturbances lately? You mean, am I stark raving cuckoo for Cocoa Puffs? - I didn't say that.
- It's all right.
I know what people must think.
- What do you think? - I think what I saw was real.
I'd like to know what you saw.
It was all over the news.
I stabbed a man in the heart.
Why would you do that? Because it was God's will.
Did God talk to you? I get the sense God's a little busy for house calls.
No, he He sent someone.
Someone? An angel.
It came to me in this beautiful white light.
And it filled me with this feeling.
It's hard to describe.
And this angel Spoke God's word.
And the word was to kill someone? I know it sounds strange.
But what I did was very important.
I helped him smite an evil man.
I was chosen for redemption.
This man you stabbed, did the angel give you his name? No.
He just told me to wait for the sign.
And the very next day I saw it, right beside the man's doorway.
- And I knew.
- Why him? I just know what the angel told me.
That this man was guilty to his deepest foundations.
And that was good enough for me.
Hey.
Hey.
Hey.
Man, you gotta try this.
There really is magic in the magic fingers.
Dean, you're enjoying that way too much.
It's kind of making me uncomfortable.
What am I supposed to do? You got me on lockdown.
I'm bored out of my skull.
Hey, you were the bank robber on the 11:00 news, not me.
We can't risk you just walking into a government facility.
Mm.
Aw, damn it.
That was my last quarter.
Hey.
You got any quarters? No.
- So did you get in to see that crazy hooker? - Yeah.
Gloria Sytnik.
And I'm not so sure she's crazy.
But she seriously believes that she was touched by an angel? Yeah.
Blinding light, feelings of spiritual ecstasy, the works.
I mean, she's living in a locked ward and she's totally at peace.
Oh, yeah, you're right.
Sounds completely sane.
- What about the dude she stabbed? - Uh, Carl Gulley.
- Said she killed him because he was evil.
- Was he? I don't know.
I couldn't find any dirt on him.
He didn't have a criminal record, he worked at the campus library, had lots of friends.
- He was a churchgoer.
- Hmm.
So then Gloria's just your standard-issue wacko.
I mean, she wouldn't be the first nut job in history to kill in the name of religion, know what I mean? No, but she's the second in town to murder because an angel told them to.
- A little bit odd, don't you think? - Odd, yes.
Supernatural, maybe.
But angels? I don't think so.
- Why not? - Because there's no such thing, Sam.
Dean, there's 10 times as much lore about angels as there is about anything we've hunted.
Hey, there's a ton of lore on unicorns too.
I hear that they ride on silver moonbeams and they shoot rainbows out of their ass.
Wait, there's no such thing as unicorns? That's cute.
I'm just saying, man, there's some legends you just-- You file under bull crap.
- And you got angels on the bull-crap list.
- Yup.
Why? - Because I've never seen one.
- So what? So I believe in what I can see.
Dean, you and I have seen things most people couldn't even dream about.
Exactly.
With our own eyes.
That's hard proof.
Okay? But in all this time, I have never seen anything that looks like an angel.
If they existed, we would've crossed paths with them or know someone that crossed paths with them.
No.
This is a demon or a spirit.
They find people a few fries short of a Happy Meal and they trick them into killing these randoms.
Maybe.
Can we just--? I'm going stir-crazy.
Hey, let's go by Gloria's apartment, huh? I was just there.
Nothing.
No sulfur, no EMF.
You didn't see any fluffy, white wing feathers? But Gloria did say the angel gave her a sign.
Right beside Carl Gulley's doorway.
Could be something at his house.
It's worth checking out.
Oh, hey, Sam.
Think I found it.
It's a sign from up above.
Well, I think I learned a valuable lesson.
Take down your Christmas decorations after New Year's or you might get filleted by a hooker from God.
Ha.
I'm laughing on the inside.
You know, Gloria said the guy was "guilty to his deepest foundations.
" You think she literally meant the foundation? Hmm.
Hey.
You got something? What is it? It's a fingernail.
So much for the innocent, churchgoing librarian.
Well, whatever spoke to Gloria about this knew what it was talking about, I'll give you that.
Yes? Hi, my name is Zach.
Can I help you? We got a minor T.
A.
involving a, uh, motorcycle and a van.
This is at the corner of, uh, 28th and Pine.
Did you bring quarters? Dude, I'm not enabling your sick habit.
You're one of those lab rats that pushes the pleasure button instead of the food button until it dies.
What are you talking about? I eat.
And I got news.
- Me too.
- All right.
You go first.
Three students disappeared off the campus this year.
All were last seen at the library.
- Where Carl Gulley worked.
- Yup.
- Sick bastard.
- So Gloria's angel-- - Angel? - Okay, whatever this thing is.
- Whatever it is, it struck again.
- What? I was listening to the police radio.
There was this guy, uh, Zach Smitt.
Some local drunk.
He went up to a stranger's front door last night - stabbed him in the heart.
- He went to the police and confessed? Yup.
Roma Downey made him do it.
Now, I, uh got the victim's address.
Find anything? Well, Frank liked his catalog-shopping.
That's about all I got.
You? Not much here.
Except he's got this one locked file on his computer that Hold on.
Not anymore.
God.
- What? - Uh, he has all these e-mails.
Dozens.
To this lady named Jennifer.
This lady who's 13 years old.
Aw, I don't wanna hear this.
Looks like they met in a chat room.
These e-mails are pretty personal, Dean.
Look at that.
- Setting up a time and place to meet.
- Great.
They were supposed to meet today.
Huh.
I guess if you're gonna stab someone, good timing.
I don't know, man, this is weird, you know.
Sure, some spirits are out for vengeance, but this one's almost like a do-gooder.
Like a-- Avenging angel? How else do you explain it, Dean? Three guys, not connected to each other, all stabbed through the heart? At least two were world-class pervs.
- I bet if you dug deep on the other guy-- - Hey.
- What? - Carl Gulley was a churchgoer, right? - Yeah.
- What was the name of his church? Uh Our Lady of the Angels? Of course that'd be the name.
Looks like Frank went to the same church.
You're interested in joining the parish? We just don't feel right unless we hit church every Sunday.
Where'd you say you lived? Uh-- Premont, Texas.
Yup.
Really? That's a nice town.
St.
Theresa's Parish.
You must know the priest there.
Sure, yeah.
No, it's, uh, Father O'Malley.
Hmm, I know a Father Shaughnessy.
Shaughnessy.
Exactly.
What did I say? We're just happy to be here now, Father.
And we're happy to have you.
We could use some young blood around here.
Hmm.
Listen, I gotta ask, and no offense, but the neighborhood--? It's gone to seed a little, there's no denying.
That's why what the church does here is important.
You can expect a miracle, but in the meantime, you work your butt off.
We heard about the murders.
Yes.
The victims were parishioners of mine.
I'd known them for years.
And the killers said that an angel made them do that? Yes.
Misguided souls.
To think that God's messenger would appear and incite people to murder.
- It's tragic.
- So you don't believe in those angel yarns? Oh, no, I absolutely believe.
Kind of goes with the job description.
Father, that's Michael, right? That's right, the Archangel Michael with the flaming sword.
A fighter of demons.
And a holy force against evil.
So they're not really the Hallmark-card version that everybody thinks? They're fierce, right? Vigilant.
I like to think of them as more loving than wrathful.
But, yes, a lot of Scripture paints angels as God's warriors.
An angel of the Lord appeared to them, glory of the Lord shone down upon them and they were terrified.
Luke 2:9.
Thank you for speaking with us.
It's my pleasure.
- Hope to see you again.
- Hey, Father.
What's all that for? Oh, that's for Father Gregory.
He was a priest here.
Was? Passed away right on these steps.
- He's interred in the church crypt.
- When did this happen? Two months ago.
He was shot for his car keys.
- I'm sorry.
- Yeah, me too.
He was a good friend.
I didn't even have time to administer his last rites.
But like I said, it's a tough neighborhood.
Ever since he died, I've been praying my heart out.
- For what? - For deliverance.
From the violence and the bloodshed around here.
We could use a little divine intervention, I suppose.
Padre, thanks.
We'll see you again.
It's all starting to make sense.
Devoted priest dies a violent death.
That's vengeful-spirit material right there.
He knew the other stiffs, they went to church here.
I'm willing to bet, because he was their priest he knew things about them nobody else knew.
Then again Father Reynolds started praying for God's help two months ago, right? - About the time all this started happening.
- Come on.
What's your deal? - What do you mean? - I'll admit, I'm a bit of a skeptic but since when are you all Mr.
700 Club? Seriously, from the get-go, you've been willing to buy this angel crap.
I mean, what's next, you gonna start praying every day? I do.
- What? - I do pray every day.
I have for a long time.
The things you learn about a guy Huh.
Come on, let's check out Father Gregory's grave.
Sam, come on.
Get the lead out.
Sammy.
Sam.
Hey.
You okay? - Yeah.
Yeah.
I'm okay.
Come on.
- You saw it, didn't you? Didn't you? - Yeah.
Yeah, Dean, I saw an angel.
All right.
I don't want a drink.
So, what makes you think you saw a, uh, angel? It just It appeared before me and just This feeling washed over me, you know, like peace.
Like grace.
Okay, ecstasy boy.
Maybe we'll get you some glow sticks and a nice Dr.
Seuss hat? Dean, I'm serious.
It spoke to me.
It knew who I was.
It's just a spirit, Sam.
Okay? And it's not the first one to be able to read people's minds.
Okay, let me guess you were personally chosen to smite some sinner.
You just gotta wait for some divine Bat Signal, is that it? Yeah, actually.
Great.
I don't suppose you asked what this bad guy did? Actually, I did, Dean.
And the angel told me.
He hasn't done anything yet.
But he will.
Oh, this is-- I don't believe this.
Dean, the angel hasn't been wrong yet.
Someone's gonna do something awful and I can stop it.
You're supposed to be bad too, Sam.
Maybe I should just stop you right now.
Dean, I don't understand.
Why can't you even consider the possibility? - What, that this is an angel? - Yes! Maybe we're hunting an angel here and we should stop.
Maybe this is God's will.
Okay.
All right.
You know what? I get it.
You've got faith.
Hey, good for you.
I'm sure it makes things easier.
I'll tell you who else had faith like that: Mom.
She used to tell me when she tucked me in that angels were watching over us.
In fact, that was the last thing she said to me.
- You never told me that.
- What's to tell? She was wrong.
There was nothing protecting her.
There's no higher power, there's no God.
I mean, there's just chaos and violence.
Random, unpredictable evil that comes out of nowhere and rips you to shreds.
So you want me to believe in this stuff? I'm gonna need to see some hard proof.
You got any? Well, I do.
Proof that we're dealing with a spirit.
- It looks like-- - It's wormwood.
Plant associated with the dead.
Specifically, the ones that are not at rest.
I don't see it growing anywhere else, except over the murdered priest's marker.
It's him, Sam.
Maybe.
- Maybe? - Dean, I don't know what to think.
Okay.
You want some more proof? I'll give you more proof.
How? We'll summon Gregory's spirit.
What? Here? In the church? Yeah.
Yeah, we just need a few odds and ends and that seance ritual in Dad's journal.
Oh, seance, great.
Hope Whoopi's available.
That's funny, actually.
Seriously.
If Father Gregory's spirit is around, the seance will bring him right to us.
If it's him, then we'll put him to rest.
But if it's an angel, it won't show.
- Nothing will happen.
- Exactly.
It's one of the perks of the job.
We don't have to operate on faith.
We can know for sure.
Don't you wanna know for sure? Dude, all right, I'll admit, we've gone pretty ghetto with spell work before, but this takes the cake.
I mean, a SpongeBob placemat instead of an altar cloth? We'll just put it SpongeBob side down.
- Dean, that's it.
- What? That's the sign.
- Where? - Right there.
Right behind that guy.
That's him, Dean.
We have to stop him.
Wait a minute.
- What are you doing? Let me go.
You're not gonna kill somebody because a ghost told you.
Are you insane? I'm not insane.
I'm not gonna kill him, I'm gonna stop him.
Define "stop," huh? I mean, what are you gonna do? Dean, please.
He's gonna hurt someone, you know it.
All right.
Come on.
Dean.
Unlock my door.
You're not killing anyone, Sam.
I got this guy, you go do the seance.
Dean.
What are you doing? What is this? Uh Father, please.
I can explain.
Uh Actually, maybe I can't.
Um This is, uh, a seance.
A seance? Young man, you are in a house of God.
It's based on early Christian rites, if that helps any.
Enough.
You're coming with me.
Father, please, you-- Just wait a second.
Oh, my God.
Is that--? Is that an angel? No, it's not.
It's just Father Gregory.
Thomas.
I've come in answer to your prayers.
Sam.
I thought I sent you on your path.
You should hurry.
Father, I'm sorry.
But you're not an angel.
Of course I am.
No.
You're a man.
You're a spirit.
And you need to rest.
I was a man.
But now I'm an angel.
I was on the steps of the church.
I felt that bullet pierce right through me.
But there was no pain.
And then suddenly, I could see everything.
Father Reynolds, I saw you praying and crying here.
I came to help you.
Help me how? Damn it.
Those murders that was because of you? I received the word of God.
He spoke to me, told me to smite the wicked.
- I'm carrying out his will.
- You're driving innocent people to kill.
Those innocent people are being offered redemption.
Some people need redemption.
Don't they, Sam? How can you call this redemption? You can't understand it now.
The rules of man and the rules of God are two very different things.
Those people they're locked up.
No, they're happy.
They've found peace, beaten their demons.
- And I've given them the keys to heaven.
- No.
No.
This is vengeance, it's wrong.
Thomas, this goes against everything you believed.
You're lost, misguided.
Father, no, I'm not misguided.
You are not an angel, Thomas.
Men cannot be angels.
But But I don't understand.
- You prayed for me to come.
- I prayed for God's help.
Not this.
What you're doing is not God's will.
Thou shalt not kill.
That's the word of God.
How come we stopped? Um, weren't we gonna go to the movies? Uh, we should go or we're gonna be late-- Aah! Uh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
It's just-- I've never done this before.
Look, I said I was sorry.
Please.
What? No.
Don't! Stop it.
Aah! - Are you okay? Are you okay? - Thank God.
Damn it.
Are you sure you're okay? Do you have a cell phone? Call 911.
Let us help you.
No.
It's time to rest, Thomas, to be at peace.
Please, let me give you last rites.
O holy hosts above, I call upon thee as a servant of Christ to sanctify our actions this day in fulfillment of the will of God.
Father Reynolds? Rest.
I call upon the Archangel Raphael master of the air, to make open the way.
Let the fire of the Holy Spirit now descend that this being might be awakened to the world beyond.
Holy How was your day? You were right.
It wasn't an angel.
It was Gregory.
I don't know, Dean.
I just, um I wanted to believe so badly I'd It's so damn hard to do this what we do.
All alone, you know.
And there's so much evil out in the world, Dean, I feel like I could drown in it.
And when I think about my destiny, when I think about how I could end up Yeah, well, don't worry about that, all right? I'm watching out for you.
Yeah, I know you are.
But you're just one person, Dean.
And I needed to think there was something else watching too, you know? Some higher power.
Some greater good.
And that maybe Maybe what? Maybe I could be saved.
But, uh, you know, that just clouded my judgment.
And you're right.
We gotta go with what we know, with what we can see with what's right there in front of our own two eyes.
Yeah, well, it's funny you say that.
Why? Gregory's spirit gave you some pretty good information.
The guy in the car was bad news.
I barely got there in time.
What happened? He's dead.
- Did you? - No.
But I'll tell you one thing.
If-- The way he died, if I hadn't seen it with my own two eyes I never would've believed it.
I mean I don't know what to call it.
What? Dean, what did you see? Maybe God's will.