SPN 1.04
'Phantom Traveler'
SAM is waiting by the car for DEAN, who comes out of the store.
SAM
You've been in there forever.
DEAN
(holding up two fake Ids)
You can't rush perfection.
SAM
(reading them)
Homeland Security? That's pretty illegal, even for us.
DEAN
Yeah, well, it's somethin' new, you know? People haven't seen it a thousand times.
(They get in the car.)
All right, so, what do you got?
SAM
Well, there's definitely EVP on the cockpit voice recorder.
DEAN
Yeah?
SAM
Listen. (He plays the audio on his laptop. After a moment, there is the distinct sound of something saying, "No survivors.")
DEAN
"No survivors"? What's that supposed to mean? There were seven survivors.
SAM
Got me.
DEAN
So, what are you thinkin'? A haunted flight?
SAM
There's a long history of spirits and death omens on planes and ships, like phantom travelers.
DEAN
Mm-hmm.
SAM
Or, remember Flight 401?
DEAN
Right-the one that crashed, then the airline salvaged some of its parts, put it in other planes, then the spirit of the pilot and co-pilot haunted those flights.
SAM
Right.
DEAN
Yep.
SAM
Maybe we've got a similar deal.
DEAN holds up the list of survivors.
DEAN
All right, so, survivors-which one do you wanna talk to first?
SAM
(pointing to a name)
Third on the list-Max Jaffey.
DEAN
Why him?
SAM
Well, for one, he's from around here. And two, if anyone saw anything weird, he did.
DEAN
What makes you say that?
SAM
Well, I spoke to his mother, and she told me where to find him.
***
DEAN and SAM pull up outside the house.
SAM
Here we are-George Phelps, seat 20C.
DEAN
Hmm. Man, I don't care how strong you are.
(They get out of the car.)
Even yoked up on PCP or somethin', no way you can open up an emergency door during a flight.
SAM
Not if you're human. But maybe this guy, George, was somethin' else-a creature maybe, in human form?
DEAN
(gesturing to the house)
That look like a creature's lair to you?
***
DEAN and SAM are walking back to the car.
SAM
I mean, it goes without saying. It just doesn't make any sense.
DEAN
Yeah, a middle-aged dentist with an ulcer is not exactly evil personified. You know, what we need to do is get inside that NTSB warehouse, check out the wreckage.
SAM
Okay. But if we're gonna go that route, we better look the part.
***
DEAN and SAM exit the shop, dressed in suits.
DEAN
Man, I look like one of the Blues Brothers.
SAM
No, you don't. You look more like a seventh grader at his first dance.
DEAN
I hate this thing.
SAM
Hey, you want into that warehouse or not?
DEAN says nothing. They get in the car and drive away.
***
There is a brief shot of the Impala driving towards Nazareth.
***
SAM is on the phone with someone while DEAN drives.
SAM
Really? Well, thank you for taking our survey, and if you do plan to fly, please don't forget your friends at United Britannia Airlines. Thanks. (He hangs up.)
All right, that takes care of Blaine Sanderson and Dennis Holloway. They're not flyin' anytime soon.
DEAN
So, our only wildcard is the flight attendant, Amanda Walker.
SAM
Right. Her sister, Karen, said her flight leaves Indianapolis at 8 PM. It's her first night back on the job.
DEAN
That sounds like just our luck.
SAM
Dean, this is a five-hour drive, man. Even with you behind the wheel.
DEAN
Why don't you call Amanda's cell phone again-see if we can't head her off at the pass.
SAM
I've already left her three voice messages. She must have turned her cell phone off. God, we're never gonna make it.
DEAN
Oh, we'll make it. (He steps on the gas and speeds down the road.)
***
Outside the airport, DEAN and SAM are talking to JERRY.
JERRY
Nobody knows what you guys did, but I do. A lot of people could have been killed. [He shakes both their hands.] Your dad's gonna be real proud.
SAM
We'll see you around, Jerry.
JERRY begins walking back to the building.
DEAN
You know, Jerry?
JERRY
Yeah?
DEAN
I meant to ask you-how did you get my cell phone number, anyway? I've only had it for, like, six months.
JERRY
Your dad gave it to me.
SAM
What?
DEAN
When did you talk to him?
JERRY
Well, I didn't exactly talk to him, but I called his number, and his voice message said to give you a call.
(They nod.)
Thanks again, guys.
He walks away. DEAN and SAM exchange a look.
***
Later, DEAN and SAM are sitting on the trunk of the Impala. DEAN is dialing his father's number.
SAM
This doesn't make any sense, man. I've called Dad's number, like, fifty times. It's been out of service.
DEAN and SAM listen to the voice message on the phone.
VOICEMAIL
This is John Winchester. I can't be reached. If this is an emergency, call my son, Dean at 866-907-3235. He can help.
DEAN hangs up. SAM, near tears, gets into the car without a word. DEAN follows a moment later. They begin driving away as the screen fades to black
SAM is waiting by the car for DEAN, who comes out of the store.
SAM
You've been in there forever.
DEAN
(holding up two fake Ids)
You can't rush perfection.
SAM
(reading them)
Homeland Security? That's pretty illegal, even for us.
DEAN
Yeah, well, it's somethin' new, you know? People haven't seen it a thousand times.
(They get in the car.)
All right, so, what do you got?
SAM
Well, there's definitely EVP on the cockpit voice recorder.
DEAN
Yeah?
SAM
Listen. (He plays the audio on his laptop. After a moment, there is the distinct sound of something saying, "No survivors.")
DEAN
"No survivors"? What's that supposed to mean? There were seven survivors.
SAM
Got me.
DEAN
So, what are you thinkin'? A haunted flight?
SAM
There's a long history of spirits and death omens on planes and ships, like phantom travelers.
DEAN
Mm-hmm.
SAM
Or, remember Flight 401?
DEAN
Right-the one that crashed, then the airline salvaged some of its parts, put it in other planes, then the spirit of the pilot and co-pilot haunted those flights.
SAM
Right.
DEAN
Yep.
SAM
Maybe we've got a similar deal.
DEAN holds up the list of survivors.
DEAN
All right, so, survivors-which one do you wanna talk to first?
SAM
(pointing to a name)
Third on the list-Max Jaffey.
DEAN
Why him?
SAM
Well, for one, he's from around here. And two, if anyone saw anything weird, he did.
DEAN
What makes you say that?
SAM
Well, I spoke to his mother, and she told me where to find him.
***
DEAN and SAM pull up outside the house.
SAM
Here we are-George Phelps, seat 20C.
DEAN
Hmm. Man, I don't care how strong you are.
(They get out of the car.)
Even yoked up on PCP or somethin', no way you can open up an emergency door during a flight.
SAM
Not if you're human. But maybe this guy, George, was somethin' else-a creature maybe, in human form?
DEAN
(gesturing to the house)
That look like a creature's lair to you?
***
DEAN and SAM are walking back to the car.
SAM
I mean, it goes without saying. It just doesn't make any sense.
DEAN
Yeah, a middle-aged dentist with an ulcer is not exactly evil personified. You know, what we need to do is get inside that NTSB warehouse, check out the wreckage.
SAM
Okay. But if we're gonna go that route, we better look the part.
***
DEAN and SAM exit the shop, dressed in suits.
DEAN
Man, I look like one of the Blues Brothers.
SAM
No, you don't. You look more like a seventh grader at his first dance.
DEAN
I hate this thing.
SAM
Hey, you want into that warehouse or not?
DEAN says nothing. They get in the car and drive away.
***
There is a brief shot of the Impala driving towards Nazareth.
***
SAM is on the phone with someone while DEAN drives.
SAM
Really? Well, thank you for taking our survey, and if you do plan to fly, please don't forget your friends at United Britannia Airlines. Thanks. (He hangs up.)
All right, that takes care of Blaine Sanderson and Dennis Holloway. They're not flyin' anytime soon.
DEAN
So, our only wildcard is the flight attendant, Amanda Walker.
SAM
Right. Her sister, Karen, said her flight leaves Indianapolis at 8 PM. It's her first night back on the job.
DEAN
That sounds like just our luck.
SAM
Dean, this is a five-hour drive, man. Even with you behind the wheel.
DEAN
Why don't you call Amanda's cell phone again-see if we can't head her off at the pass.
SAM
I've already left her three voice messages. She must have turned her cell phone off. God, we're never gonna make it.
DEAN
Oh, we'll make it. (He steps on the gas and speeds down the road.)
***
Outside the airport, DEAN and SAM are talking to JERRY.
JERRY
Nobody knows what you guys did, but I do. A lot of people could have been killed. [He shakes both their hands.] Your dad's gonna be real proud.
SAM
We'll see you around, Jerry.
JERRY begins walking back to the building.
DEAN
You know, Jerry?
JERRY
Yeah?
DEAN
I meant to ask you-how did you get my cell phone number, anyway? I've only had it for, like, six months.
JERRY
Your dad gave it to me.
SAM
What?
DEAN
When did you talk to him?
JERRY
Well, I didn't exactly talk to him, but I called his number, and his voice message said to give you a call.
(They nod.)
Thanks again, guys.
He walks away. DEAN and SAM exchange a look.
***
Later, DEAN and SAM are sitting on the trunk of the Impala. DEAN is dialing his father's number.
SAM
This doesn't make any sense, man. I've called Dad's number, like, fifty times. It's been out of service.
DEAN and SAM listen to the voice message on the phone.
VOICEMAIL
This is John Winchester. I can't be reached. If this is an emergency, call my son, Dean at 866-907-3235. He can help.
DEAN hangs up. SAM, near tears, gets into the car without a word. DEAN follows a moment later. They begin driving away as the screen fades to black