Episode Twenty: Play Time

By Dean5339

Act One

 

EXT. CAR IMPOUND LOT- AFTERNOON

The sun SCORCHES the molding dirt below. Cars are everywhere, steam rises out of their engines. FRANK, late 40s, works on a car. Drilling. He wipes the sweat away from his forehead. DANNY, early 20s, approaches him.

DANNY
How’s she coming along Pop?

FRANK
Almost done with her. Should be in pristine shape in no time.

We hear the rev of an engine.

FRANK
Don’t tell me… minivan… belongs to the…

WOMAN (O.S.)
Morning Frank.

Frank turns around to see a woman in her mid thirties (JENNIFER) and her 7-year-old daughter (MEGAN), holding onto her dolly.

FRANK
Jenny Lakes…

JENNIFER
Just came by to finish the final paperwork.

Frank nods.

FRANK
No problemo, follow me and I’ll set you right up.

Jennifer and Frank head off and into the main shack. Danny approaches Megan.

DANNY
Hi there, name’s Danny.

Megan backs away, obviously not the talkative type. Danny nods. He notices the doll that Megan is clutching onto.

DANNY
What’s her name?

MEGAN
Susan.

DANNY
Susan? That’s a pretty name.

MEGAN
I want my mommy.

DANNY
Your mother should be out soon. Just needs to finish some paperwork.

MEGAN
I want my mommy!

Danny starts to back away, unsure of how to handle the situation.

MEGAN
I want my mommy now!!!

Danny nervously glances around.

INT. CAR IMPOUND LOT- SHACK

Jennifer finishes browsing through the documents.

JENNIFER
And… that… should… be… it…

Jennifer hands Frank the papers.

JENNIFER
There, all done.

FRANK
She’s all yours.

Jennifer nods and smiles.

JENNIFER
Yeah.

MEGAN (O.S.)
(Screeching SCREAM)
I want my Mommy!!!

Jennifer and Frank exchange a glance. Jennifer runs out of the shack.

EXT. CAR IMPOUND LOT

From behind Danny we angle down to see Megan, eyes burning red, mad as the devil.

MEGAN
I want my mommy.

We begin to hear the sounds of a drill. ZZZ!! ZZZ!!! ZZZZ!!!! We circle around Danny until we are staring directly at him through MEGAN’S POINT OF VIEW. He holds the drill to his eye. Whimpering, on the verge of tears.

DANNY
No… please… please…

MEGAN (O.S.)
I want my mommy.

Danny DRILLS straight through his eye and out the other side. He SCREAMS in AGONY. DRILL! Brain matter SPLATTERS out as Danny’s lifeless corpse plummets to the scorching hot pavement below. Frank and Jennifer arrive. Too late. Frank kneels by his son, crying, cradling his head in his arms.

FRANK
My son… why?

We see a tear flow down from Megan’s eye as she looks up at her mother.

MEGAN
Mommy?

JENNIFER
It’s okay honey I’m here now, Mommy’s here.

SUPERNATURAL: PLAY TIME

CLOSE UP of a pigeon standing on the narrow edge of a building. COO! COO! The pigeon flies off. We angle below and towards…

EXT. DINER

Finally a familiar sight, we see Dean and Sam sitting at one of the tables.

DEAN
Suicides.

CLOSE UP on Sam observing his brother’s reaction.

DEAN (CONT’D)
I don’t know man.

SAM
That’s the third suicide, this month alone.

Dean skims through the newspaper article, grins, and shrugs it off.

DEAN
Omelas.

SAM
Hmm?

DEAN
Omelas.

Sam raises his eyebrow, caught off guard.

DEAN
It’s that short story by what’s his name. Small, peaceful town- nothing observably wrong with it- but, then we find out they’re living off of this poor slave boy or something like that.
(beat)
Omelas.

Sam laughs out of amazement.

DEAN
What?

SAM
Nothing, just didn’t think you learned anything in school.

DEAN
Hey man, I loved that story. Only thing I remember about school.

SAM
Well, that I believe.

Dean frowns. Sam shrugs and laughs.

DEAN
Okay, smartass- you’re the one paying the bill.

Now it’s Sam’s turn to frown. Dean laughs.

INT. IMPALA

Sam searches through the computer databanks. Jotting down notes as he goes. Dean glances over.

DEAN
How’s that meal settling in, Sammy?

Sam frowns.

SAM
I think I got our full list of key eyewitnesses.

DEAN
Where to first?

SAM
A small butcher’s shop up East Avenue.

DEAN
What’s it called?

SAM
Dave the Butcher’s

DEAN
I have a feeling… I’m not going to want to know the cause of death.

Sam grimaces and nods.

INT. DAVE THE BUTCHER’S- MEAT FACTORY

MARK, late thirties, guides Dean and Sam through the meat factory, all wearing hair bonnets. From Dean’s look, it’s obvious that he is anything but pleased.

DEAN
Do I have to wear this thing? Makes me look like Martha Stuart.

SAM
Yeah, Dean, you do… it’s to make sure we don’t contaminate the food.

Dean frowns.

DEAN
Man!!!

They approach the meat grinder.

MARK
Here is where it happened.

Dean looks at the meat grinder. Blood everywhere. Dean holds back vomit.

DEAN
I think I’m going to be sick.

SAM
Any idea why he would commit suicide?

Mark shakes his head no.

MARK
He just got a promotion, his wife was expected to give birth soon… he was happy.

SAM
Accident perhaps?

Mark shakes his head no.

MARK
Not by the way he came out.

Dean’s eyes dart around, he nods.

DEAN
Sam, I think I’m going to go wait by the car.

Dean walks off.

SAM
Do you know who may have seen him just before he died?

Mark nods.

SAM
Who?

MARK
Had a visitor. A local woman, Jennifer Lakes, one of his neighbors- I believe…

Sam nods, taking it all in before getting to the next question.

SAM
(to MARK)
So, do you believe he did it?

Mark shakes his head no.

MARK
No way. Why would he?

SAM
Then what do you think happened?

MARK
Simple.

Sam awaits an answer, something- anything…

MARK
Witchcraft.

… just not that. Sam nods.

SAM
Alright, thank you for your time.

FLASHCUT:
INT. DAVE THE BUTCHER’S- MEAT FACTORY

We see a man go through the meat grinder. Blood spurts out everywhere. Grotesque. Gory as hell.

FLASHCUT:
EXT. DAVE THE BUTCHER’S- PARKING LOT

Dean leans against the Impala. Sam walks out.

DEAN
Thanks. I really needed that after I just ate.
(beat)
What’d you find?

SAM
“Witchcraft.”

Dean cracks a grin.

DEAN
Why am I not surprised?

Sam nods

DEAN
Where to?

EXT. CAR IMPOUND LOT

The Impala arrives at the Impound lot. Dean steps out; shoes hitting the pavement, causing dust to cloud the air. He looks around.

DEAN
Now, this is my kinda place.

Dean cracks a grin.

INT. CAR IMPOUND LOT- MAIN SHACK

Dean and Sam sit opposite Frank.

FRANK
… She was screaming for her mother. By the time we got there, my boy was dead. Drilled a hole straight through his right eye.

Dean and Sam exchange an awkward glance.

DEAN
Your son, he have any reason to off himself?

SAM
(taken aback)
Dean!!!

Dean shrugs.

FRANK
No. It’s alright.
(beat)
Danny was a healthy young man. Raised him well. When, when he- did that- it came out of the blue.
(beat)
If he was having problems, why wouldn’t he have told me? He knows I’m always here for him.

Sam and Dean nods.

SAM
I’m sorry for your loss.

Frank nods.

DEAN
Well, I think that will be it. Sam.

Sam nods. They get up and leave.

EXT. CAR IMPOUND LOT

Sam shoots Dean a look.

SAM
What were you thinking back there?

DEAN
What?

SAM
Did he “off” himself? Jesus, Dean, his son just died. You need to try some more tact.

DEAN
Yeah, whatever- notice anything odd?

Sam thinks about it and shakes his head no.

DEAN
The mother and her daughter, they’re there every time a suicide goes down.

SAM
You think they’re involved?

DEAN
As Marky Mark said, might be witchcraft.

EXT. LAKES HOME

Rain pours down from the gray sky above, wind blowing around like crazy. The Impala pulls over to the side of a curb. Dean glances out the window towards a worn down white double story house.

DEAN
Ready to go ask the wicked witch from the West what her motivations are?

Sam nods and sighs. They exit the Impala and approach the home. Dean looks at the doorbell.

SAM
Well?

DEAN
You press it.

Sam looks at Dean and back at the doorbell.

SAM
You press it.

DEAN
Uh-uh, no way dude- you press it.

SAM
Nope. No way. You.

DEAN
Go ahead, what are you scared of?

SAM
Nothing.

DEAN
Then why don’t you press it?

SAM
Why don’t you?

Jennifer opens the door.

JENNIFER
May I help you?

DEAN
Um, yeah… Sam?

Dean urges Sam into the spotlight… Sam remains silent, biting his lower lip.

JENNIFER
So?

Sam shoots Dean a look. Dean grins and shrugs.

SAM
Um… you were there at Danny’s suicide, am I correct?

JENNIFER
Yeah, I was there.
(beat)
What’s this about?

DEAN
Notice anything peculiar about that event?

JENNIFER
(awkward)
No. Nothing.

DEAN
You sure?

Jennifer nods

JENNIFER
Positive.

DEAN
Perhaps your daughter saw something. May we have a word with her?

JENNIFER
Show me your badge.

DEAN
Left it in the car.

JENNIFER
You left it in the car?

Dean nervously cracks a grin and nods.

JENNIFER
(angry)
If you’re not off my property in one minute, I’m calling the real cops.

Dean nods and notions towards Sam that it’s time to go, Jennifer watches them approach the Impala and closes the door.

SAM
(to DEAN)
Something is up.

Dean nods

DEAN
Definitely.

INT. LAKES HOME- FRONT ENTRANCE

Jennifer leans against the door, taking a deep breath. She enters the kitchen. Grabs a bowl of Macaroni and Cheese and a glass of milk. She walks upstairs.

INT. LAKES HOME- SECOND FLOOR

And towards a padlocked door; she unlocks it. Inside is Megan staring out the window.

MEGAN
Mommy, what did those men want?

JENNIFER
Nothing.

MEGAN
I don’t like it in here. I want to go out.

JENNIFER
We discussed this before. I can’t let you out of here without my supervision. Now eat your lunch.

MEGAN
I don’t like it in here!!! I want to go out now!

JENNIFER
No. Ok? No. Now eat your lunch and just shut up!!!

Jennifer glances out the window. We see Dean and Sam look back towards the house before driving off into the distance.



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