- Bring me creatures. - Aim high on the food chain
Whatever we bag... ends up there.
That's where he tortures them, interrogates them —
I don't really know.
- We ain't your employees. - Of course you are!
What's in the gift bag?
- You are. - Not possible.
You didn't hide your bones as well as you should have.
Aah! Aah!
Who is she, this Eve bitch?
The mother of all of us
and the end of all of you.
The ashes of a Phoenix can burn the mother.
"1861.
"Sunrise, Wyoming.
"Gun killed a Phoenix today.
Left a pile of smoldering ash."
- Whose gun? - Colt's.
We hop back in time, we join up with Samuel Colt,
we hunt the Phoenix,
and then haul its ashes back home.
- Is that what I think it is? - Ashes of a Phoenix.
You know what this means?
We take the fight to her.
- I'm serious. - I'm serious.
That was way overpriced, dude.
Back where I'm from, okay, it was like $3 a beer.
Okay. Then, I'm buying next time.
I'm not even lying. I'm not even joking at all.
Ed: Hey.
Heaven must be missing an angel.
d I believe in miracles d
d where you from d
d you sexy thing? d
d you sexy thing, you d
d I believe in miracles d
I think she likes me.
d since you came along d
okay, Fabio. Let's— let's go.
d how did you know I needed you? d
Are you okay, miss?
I'm perfect.
I mean, is— is that blood?
d how did you know... d
yes, I suppose it is.
You sure you're all right?
d yesterday I was one of the lonely people d
d now you're lyin' close to me d
d makin' love to me d
d I believe in miracles d
d where you from d
d you sexy thing? d
d you sexy thing, you d
d I believe in miracles d
hey, what the hell?
I gave him a gift.
d since you came along, you sexy thing d
come on, man. Let's get ou here.
Aah!
d ... I'd be the one? d
d did you know... d
Aaaaaaaaah!
d now you're lyin' next to me d
d givin' it to me d
d I believe... d
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Hey. How you doing?
Five shells— that's how I'm doing.
Wll, you know,
it's a hell of a lot more than we had last week.
Maybe.
Meaning?
Meaning I just had myself a little mishap a few minutes ago,
and, uh— well, here, look.
Whoa.
Huh.
This stuff is supposed to burn the bejesus out of Eve.
It doesn't even give me a sunburn.
The lore says it works.
That's always reliale.
Well, you know what? M-maybe it's like—
maybe it's like iron or silver, you know?
Hurts them and not us?
Maybe, but a fat lot of good it does us
- until we find the bitch. - I'm looking.
But I'll tell you, maybe it's time you make a call.
Why's it always got to be me that makes the call, huh?
It's not like Cass lives in my ass.
The dude's busy.
Cass, get out of my ass!
I was never in your —
have you made any progress in locating Eve?
Well, we were gonna ask you about that.
I've looked, but she's hidden from me.
She's hidden from all angels.
Awesome.
You know, what we really need is an inside man.
What do you mean?
Something with claws and sympathy.
Like a friendly monster?
Those are in short supply these days, don't you think?
Sure, but we've met one or two, right?
Maybe.
So, maybe we can find one.
Lenore. Wait. Wait. Wait. Wait.
Hey, hey. Lenore, stop.
Look, we're happy you're here.
My name's Lenore. I'm not gonna hurt you.
It's been a long time.
You remember us?
I remember.
Your hunter friend almost killed me.
Well, if it makes you feel any better,
uh, he turned into a vampire, and I chopped his head off.
Yeah, with razor wire. Wicked.
Well, that's something.
What's going on?
Why am I here?
Well, um...
That's Cass.
He's our friend.
And we need to talk to you.
About Eve.
Eve?
I have nothing to say about Eve.
You sure about that?
I'm trying to stay away from her. Believe me.
Where's your nest?
Gone.
I couldn't fight it anymore.
It's her voice...
In our heads...
What it does to us.
So they left, started killing again.
But not you.
Don't look so impressed.
I was hiding in a basement — not exactly club med.
You don't know how hard it is not to give in.
Everyone gives in.
All right, so, this psychic two-way you got going —
does that mean you know where mom's camped out?
You've got to be kidding me.
You want me to tell you where she is?
You do know she could be listening to us right now.
I might as well be a video camera.
What are you thinking?
So, we don't have the element of surprise.
We're still going in.
You're crazy.
I can't help you.
Can't or won't?
Look, it's clear as day —
you still give a crap.
You don't want to kill,
and you don't want this whole planet dead.
You actually believe you can stop her?
Jus tell us where she is.
Grants Pass, Oregon.
- And now she knows you're coming. - Well, let's go see.
Hold on.
I didn't tell you this out of the goodness of my heart.
I need something.
What?
Kill me.
- Lenore — - Look...
we'll lock you down till this whole thing is over, okay?
Witness Protection. You'll be safe.
You don't get it. It's not about that.
I'm dangerous.
I hear her voice all the time.
You're not like the rest of them.
I'm exactly like them.
I fed.
I couldn't help it.
The girl couldn't have been more than 16, Sam.
I'll do it again.
I can't stop.
Not anymore.
You have to.
- Please. - Lenore —
We needed to move this along.
Well, I was expecting more "Zombieland",
less "Pleasantville."
Just because it looks quiet don't mean it is,
especially if she's got a clue we're coming.
Yeah, well, if she is here,
I'm glad we got Smitey McSmiterton on our squad.
All right. Where do we start?
I'm gonna need a computer.
All right.
I finally got the police database, no thanks to this.
I ask for a computer.
It is a computer.
No, a computer has buttons.
Anything else? - No, we're good. Thanks.
Anything?
Oh, nickel-and-dime stuff, nothing weird.
Basically, dead end.
You think Vampira was lying?
I'll search the town. Give me a moment.
Cass, we can still see you.
Yeah, I'm still here.
Okay, well, you don't have to wait on us.
Well, now it just looks like you're pooping.
- Something's wrong. - What, are you stuck?
I'm blocked.
I'm powerless.
You're joking!
Something in this town is, uh —
it's affecting me.
I assume it's Eve.
So, wait. Mom's making you limp?
Figuratively, yes.
How? I don't know, but she is.
Oh, well, that's great, 'cause without your power,
you're basically just a baby in a trench coat.
I think you hurt his feelings.
I got something here, maybe.
Had to go federal to get it.
Call went out from the local office to the CDC Last night.
About what?
A Dr. Silver...
called in an illness he couldn't identify.
Patient's a 25-year-old African-American
named Ed Bright.
Well, that's not much to go on.
Well, it's our only lead, so —
so beggars can't be choosers. Right. I get it.
All right, well, let's finish up.
Excuse me. Hi. Uh, I-is Dr. Silver in today?
My friend is very sick.
I have a, uh... painful burning sensation.
Oh, well, he's out. Sorry.
Do you happen to know where he is?
He hasn't called in.
You might want to find yourself some ointment.
What kind of doctor calls the CDC
and then goes awol the very next day?
Let's have a look, shall we?
Is this gonna take a long time?
What is it?
Ohh.
It's the patient, Ed Bright.
Well, what kind of doctor calls the CDC
and then stashes the gooey corpse in his shed?
I don't understand what's happening here.
Well, I know one thing about the body —
we need some kerosene.
Here. Dr. Silver. Wife, two sons.
Uh-oh.
Hi, there.
Hi.
Who are you?
It casual Friday, agents?
We were on a case a few miles out.
We got a call to ome here.
Oh, Dr. Silver's a friend of mine.
Heard he didn't show up for work today,
so I thought I'd stop by and see if he's sick.
Not sick. Missing.
Missing? Says who?
Says me — empty house, no bags packed,
car still in the driveway.
Well, how'd you get on this?
Oh, it's a long story.
Tell you what — why don't you put out an APB?
We'll compare notes down at the Station. Sound good?
Uh, yeah, yeah.
- Sure. - Obliged.
Wow, talk about talking out of your butt.
Yeah. Just hurry, you idjit.
Ohh.
So we got a missing doctor and an oozy patient, huh?
Yeah. Plot thickens.
Well, let's go see what Ed's roommates have to say.
Does Ed Bright have a brother?
No. Why?
Then that's not his twin.
So, what — shifter?
I don't know what we're looking at.
All right, Dean and me are gonna go in.
You two stay here and watch the door.
Something comes out, shoot it.
Yeah, best guess — silver bullets.
I'm fairly unpracticed with firearms.
You know who whines?
Babies.
Okay. Don't touch anything.
Hey, hey, back here.
Come here. Hey, hey, hey.
Talk to us. What is this?
Ed?
- Ed, what's going on? - What?
I'm not Ed.
What's wrong with me?
Uh, nothing. You're okay.
You're okay, all right? We're gonna get you help.
Let me ask you something.
Do I —
do all of us —
do we look like Ed?
What? No.
No, no, no, no, no, no, of course not.
You, uh — you have a fever. You're hallucinating.
Marshall, Marshall, hey, what happened here?
Am I gonna die?
No. You're not gonna die, okay?
Now, you need to talk to us. It's mportant.
Ed was feeling bad, so I took him to the doctor.
I think Now we're all sick.
You think?
And before you got sick and before Ed got sick,
did you do anything? Did you go anywhere?
Hey, I need you to focus for me.
I don't know.
Some bar.
A bar? What bar?
Eighth street, I guess.
Eighth street.
Um, and did anything happen at the bar?
D-did you see anything? Did you meet anyone?
Look, an ambulance is on the way.
A girl.
A girl? Okay. And?
A girl in white.
Good. Okay.
What did the girl in white do, Marshall?
What — what did she do to Ed?
Marshall!
I don't get it.
What, a bunch of regular Joes wake up shifters?
What the hell?
Shifters usually run in families.
This looks like an infection.
Nobody touched nothing?
Well, I'm bathing in Purell tonight.
So, he said they met a girl.
It's got to be Eve.
But why would she do this?
Mommy monster. Make more.
No, no, no, no, Cass has got a good point.
I mean, if she's gonna make a shifter army,
why make one that's this sick, gooey, and dying?
Add that to the pile of crap that don't make sense.
So, should we hit the bar?
Well, the sheriff's a mook, but still —
you'd think he'd notice this many missing folks.
We got a vamp over here.
Nope. Scratch that. We got a wraith.
What the hell...?
What has teeth and a spike?
Never seen that in my life.
Oh, great. So Eve's making hybrids now?
- Looks like. - The question is, why?
I mean, what does she want with a —
what do you call these?
Well, congrats. You discovered it. You get to name it.
Jefferson Starships.
Huh?
Because they're horrible...
and hard to kill.
Looks like the whole bar has been turned into the —
Jefferson Starships.
Fine. But why are all the... starships dead?
I can't say, but...
It looks like they all burned up.
Burned up? Like —
like a high fever, like the flu.
What the hell's going on here?
Does every monster in this town have the M- otaba virus?
Hands where I can see them!
Now, this is not what it looks like.
Look, we're the feds.
Yeah? Well, feds are not allowed to do this.
- Cuff 'em. - Turn around.
Oof!
Listen, if we can make a phone call,
we can straighten this all out.
Straighten out a massacre? I'd like to see you try.
J-Jefferson starships!
Dean, wait!
Well, I'll say this —
you're the healthiest-looking specimen I've seen all day.
I take my vitamins.
So, you want to tell us what's going on here?
Hmm?
So, you boys are, uh, Eve's cleaning crew?
Is that it? You, uh —
you come around to clean up the bodies,
make sure the word doesn't get out, huh?
Is that why you snatched up the doctor?
You're so wasting your time.
You stupid head of cattle.
More starships.
Stay here.
You're Dr. Silver's boys.
All right, don't worry. We're gonna get you out of here, OK?
- Uh, uh, keys... - yeah.
Look...
We're not gonna hurt you.
My name is Sam. And that's my brother, Dean.
Those cops — they're not coming back, ever.
What are your names?
Joe. This is Ryan.
Hiya, Ryan. How you doing?
He won't talk...
Not since they came for us.
All right, listen, Joe, we're gonna get you
out of those handcuffs.
But you understand what's going on around here, don't you?
So first we got to make sure you're you.
How you gonna do that?
Well, there's a few, uh, dozen tests.
Okay, let's get started.
Ugh!
Y-you really think that's gonna make me talk?
Something will.
Got a couple of hungry human boys here.
Come on, guys.
So, you two never heard them talk...
About a mother or...
Someone named Eve?
It was just me and Ryan in there.
And your folks?
Cops said we were next.
They said we were food.
You have any other family?
An uncle in Meritt.
Meritt. What's that, like 15 miles outside of town?
Okay, we'll get you there.
Dean. Can I have a word?
We need to find Eve now.
Yeah. Go.
Me and Sam just got to make a milk run.
No, we need your help here.
Hold your water.
We'll be back in a few.
Dean, Dean.
Millions of lives are at stake here, not just two.
- Stay focused. - Are you kidding?
There's a greater purpose here.
You know what?
I-I'm getting a little sick and tired
of the greater purposes, okay?
I think what I'd like to do right now
is save a couple of kids, if you don't mind.
We'll catch up.
Okay, guys, let's go.
Come on.
Hey. You should get some rest.
They won't take long.
You don't know that.
They may find more wayward orphans along the way.
Oh, don't get cute.
Right.
Pardon me for highlighting
their crippling and dangerous empathetic response
with "sarcasm."
It was a bad idea, letting them go.
Come on.
You don't let Sam and Dean Winchester do squat.
They do what they got to. You know that.
Anyway, we want Eve,
we need coordinates.
So, we can stand here bellyaching,
or we can go poke that pig till he squeals.
Thoughts?
You know, she can see you right now.
And you're just making her mad.
Then tell the bitch to come get me.
I need five minutes alone with him.
What for?
Cass...
Your batteries are dead.
Give me five minutes.
All rigt. Fine.
Aaaaaah!
Eve's at 25 Buckley street
you can call Sam and Dean.
Rigorous interrogation, huh?
Well, we got a location.
Now we just got to get close enough to take a shot.
All right. Well...
Let's all take one.
Load 'em up. Make 'em count.
You got to be kidding me.
She's been in there the whole time?
Why'd she ever let us in?
Or out.
Well, there's one way to find out.
What, just stroll in?
We don't know who's human or who's her.
Well, there's one way to draw her out.
- Me and Sam will go in. - Dean...
Look, we don't get a shot off, you two better.
That's the plan?
Yeah. Pretty much.
Well, at least it ain't complicated.
Now what?
Crap. Crap.
Crap.
Starships?
Yeah.
Is there anybody in this diner
that is not a flesh-eating monster?
Uh, me and you.
Okay, well, let's get the hell out of here.
- Shall we? Two specials, right?
Uh, no, that's not for us. We were just heading out.
Now, that would be rude, Sam.
Let me guess.
Eve.
Pleasure.
Why don't we step outside, chat?
Why? This is private.
Phoenix ash. I'm impressed.
I bet you had to go a long way for that.
You have no idea.
Destroy these. Thank you.
Relax.
I'm not here to fight.
No, just to rally every freak on the planet,
bring in Khan worms and — and half-assed spider-men
and dragons.
Really, sister? Dragons?
So, I dusted off some of the old classics. I needed help.
With what?
Tearing apart the planet?
You misunderstand me.
I never wanted that,
not at first.
I liked our arrangement.
What arrangement?
The natural order.
My children turn a few of you...
You hunted a few of them. I was happy.
Okay, so what changed?
My children, no thanks to you,
started getting kidnapped and tortured —
even my firstborns.
I was pushed into this.
After all, a mother defends her children.
Really?
You're gonna use the "mother of the year" defense?
You?
It happens to be true.
Know what?
Maybe you'll believe it if I look a little more like this.
Oh, you bitch.
She died to protect you, didn't she?
See?
You understand a mother's love.
- I'm no different. - All right, you know what?
This conversation's over. If you're gonna kill us, kill us.
You?
No.
It's Crowley I want dead.
Well, you're too late there.
That little limey mook roasted months ago.
Crowley's alive.
That's impossible.
I see his face through the eyes
of every child he strings up and skins.
Any idea why he's hurting my babies?
He wants Purgatory, right?
Location, location, location.
Is that what he told you?
It's about the souls.
Well, what about them?
They're power, you simple little monkey.
Fuel.
Each soul a beautiful, little nuclear reactor.
Put them together, you have the Sun.
Now, think what the king of hell could do
with that vast, untapped oil well...
How powerful he'd be.
Now Crowley wants to siphon off my supply
and torture my childre to do it?
Okay, fine. I'll quit playing nice.
I'll turn you all.
Every soul — mine.
Let's see how hard his hell burns when everyone comes to me.
He asked for it.
You know, last I checked there were a few billion of us.
That plan might take a while.
What exactly do you think I'm doing here?
I'm building the perfect beast.
Wait a second.
All those —
All those things we've been finding.
Call it Beta testing.
Well, I think your formula might be a little off.
They're imploding all over town.
Ohh, there were a few unfortunate failures.
But I eventually got it right.
Quiet... smart... inconspicuous.
It can spread through a whole town in under a day.
Oh, and the best part —
you've been with it the whole time.
What?
Yes, you were the final test.
I had to see
if it could slip past hunters undetected, of course.
Little Ryan.
Joe?
Ryan?
Aah!
You look upset.
If it makes you feel any better,
Ryan was bound to work on you —
little wayward orphan...
Like yourselves.
There's nothing you can do about it now.
So let's talk.
Nothing to say.
Well, that's where you're wrong.
I have an offer to propose.
Crowley —
as you know, not so easy to find.
So, here's the deal —
you find him...
Bring him to me...
I let you live.
Pass.
- Dean — - Sam, no.
The answer is no.
You say that like you have another option.
Maybe I do, maybe I don't.
You think?
Well, so much for your plan "B."
And you, wondering, "why so flaccid?"
I'm older than you, Castiel.
I know what makes angels tick.
As long as I'm around, consider yourself...
Unplugged.
Work for me.
It's a good deal.
Bonus — I won't kill your friends.
All right, look,
the last few months,
we've been working for an evil dick.
We're not about to sign up for an evil bitch.
We don't work with demons.
We don't work with monsters.
And if that means you got to kill us, then kill us!
Or...
I turn you.
And you do what I want anyway.
Beat me with a wire hanger, answer's still no.
Don't...
test me.
Bite me.
No! Dean!
Phoenix ash.
One shell...
One ounce of whiskey —
down the hatch.
Lttle musty on the afterburn.
Call you later, mom.
Shut your eyes!
We gotta take you on more monster hunts
Hey, Cass, um...
Dean's bleeding pretty good.
I think she turned me into a Jefferson starship.
Could you cler that up, too?
All right, we're good.
We got to go. Now.
Where?
The kid.
The little kid — he's one of them.
Unbelievable.
Yeah, I know, Cass. You told me, all right?
Let's just go.
So, we kill the wicked witch, and she still wins.
I mean, they could have turned half the town by now.
Don't say it.
Found them.
Well, who ganked them?
Demons.
So, what do you think?
I think that demons don't give a crap
about monster twins unless hey're told to.
So, you think she was telling the truth?
The truth about what?
She said that Crowley's still kicking.
But I burned his bones— how ca...
Was she certain?
Sounded pretty sure.
According to her,
Crowley's still waterboarding her kids somewhere.
I don't understand.
Well, he's a crafty son of a bitch.
I'm an angel. I'll look into it immediaely.
Cass!
Let us know what you find out!
What? What?
How did Crowley get away?
I mean, it's not like Cass to make mistakes like that,
unless...
Unless what?
Unless he meant to.
Bobby, this is Cass we're talking about.
Do you believe this?
Sam?
Look, it's probably nothing.
It's just...
You know what? You're right. It's — it's probably nothing.
d If only you believe... d
Really, Cass...
This is getting ridiculous.
d we'd get by d
how many times
am I gonna have to clean up your messes?
d ... in miracles, so would I d
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