"Dad wants us to pick up where he left off." "Saving people, hunting things, the family business." "Before dad died, he told me something." "something about you." "What did he tell you?" "He said that I might have to kill you Sammy." "What the hell's that supposed to mean?" "I don't know." "I mean, did he know the demons plans for me?" "Am I supposed to go dark side or something?" "Who are you?" "Please." "You're in danger." "What's your name?" "Ava Wilson." "You must be one of us." "One of who?" "One of the psychics, like me." "I mean, there are others like us out there." "And we are all a part of something." "I'm not part of anything, ok?" "Do you see this?" "I am getting married in eight weeks." "You can't run from this, and you can't protect me." "I can try." "Maybe I can help." "You've done all you can." "Just go back to your fiancé." "You'll be safe there." "Promise me you'll call then." "Yeah, I promise." "Ava..." " Most of the stuff is up here." " I still can't believe your closing, Miss Thompson." "You know, my parents got engaged here." "My grandparents too." "Yeah, a lot of people did." "Boxes are at the end of the hall." "Need any help?" "No ma'am I got it." "He's gonna take our toys?" "Only the ones you don't play with anymore." "It's not like you don't have enough already." " son of a bitch - son of a bitch" "Watch you mouth!" "Maggie said it first." "Watch you mouth too Maggie." "Goodnight Tabitha." "Oh god." "Yes, are you there?" "You have to send someone, right now." "Call an ambulance." "There's been an accident." "And I'm scared, I don't think he's...oh god." "Tyler, don't look, don't look!" "Ah yes I'm here." "As soon as you can." "Just, just hurry!" "Yeah." "Ok, thanks Ellen." "What she have to say?" "She got nothing." "Me, I've been checking every database I could think of." "Federal, state and local." "No ones heard anything about Ava." "She just, in to thin air you know." "What about you?" "Well, same as before." "Sorry man." "Yeah." "Ellen did have one thing." "A hotel in Cornwell, Connecticut." "Two freak accidents in the past three weeks." "Yeah, what's that have to do with Ava?" "It's a job." "I mean, a lady drowned in the bathtub." "And then a few days ago a guy falls down the stairs, head turns a complete 180." "Which isn't exactly normal, you know." "Look, I don't know Dean, it might be nothing, but I told Ellen we'd think about checking it out." " You did?" " Yeah." "You seem surprised." "Yeah, well, it's just, you know, not the patented Sam Winchester way, is it?" "What way is that?" "Just figured after Ava, there'd be, you know, more angst and droopy music and staring out the rainy windows." "Yeah, I'll shut up now." "Look, I'm the one who told her to go back home." "Now her fiancé's dead, and some demon has taken her off to god-knows-where." "We've been looking for a month now, and we got nothing." "So I'm not giving up on her, but I'm not gonna let other people die either." "We gotta save as many people as we can." "Wow, that attitude is just way to healthy for me." "I'm officially uncomfortable now, thank you." "Alright, call Ellen." "Tell her we'll take it." "Dude, this is sweet!" "I never get to work jobs like this." "Like what?" "Old-school haunted houses." "Fog, secret passageways, sissy British accents." "Might even run into Fred and Daphne while we're inside." "Mm Daphne, love her." "Hey, wait a sec." "I'm not so sure haunted is the problem." "What do you mean?" "You see this pattern here?" "That's a quincunx, it's a five spot." " Five spot." " Yeah." " That's used for hoodoo spell work ain't it?" " Yeah." "Hey, you fill this thing with blood weed, you've got a powerful charm to ward off enemies." "Yeah, except I don't see any blood weed." "Don't you think this place is a little too..." "white meat for hoodoo?" "Maybe." "May I help you?" "Hi, yeah, I'd like a room for a couple of nights." "Sorry about that." "No problem." "Well, congratulations." "You could be some of our final guests." "Sounds vaguely ominous." "No, I'm sorry." "I mean we're closing at the end of the month." "Let me guess, you're guys are here antiquing?" "How'd you know?" "You just look the type." "So, king-size bed?" "What?" "!" "No, no, we're..." "Two singles, we're just brothers." "Oh, I'm so sorry." "What'd you mean that we look the type?" "You know, speaking of antiques..." "You've a really interesting urn on the front porch." "Where'd you get that?" "I've no idea." "It's been there forever." "Here you go Mr. Mahogoff." "You'll be staying in room 237." "Sherwin, could you show these gentlemen to their rooms." "Let me guess, antiquers?" " I can give you a hand with that bag." " No, I got it." "So the hotel is closing up?" "Yep." "Susan tried to make a go of it, but the guests just don't come like they used to." " Still, it's a damn shame." " Oh yeah?" "It may not look it anymore, but this place was a palace." "Two different vice-presidents laid their heads on our pillows." "My parents worked here." "I practically grew up here." "I'm gonna miss it." "Here's your room." "You're not gonna cheap out on me are you, boy?" " What the..." " What?" "That's normal." "Why the hell would anyone stay here?" "I'm amazed they've kept in business this long." "Alright, victim number one Joan Edison, 43 years old, a realtor, handling the sale of the hotel." "And victim number two, was Larry Williams." "Moving some stuff out to good will." "Well, there's a connection." "They're both tied up in shutting the place down." "Yeah, maybe someone here doesn't wanna leave, and they're using hoodoo to fight back." "Who do you think the witchdoctor is?" "That Susan lady?" "No, it doesn't seem likely." "I mean, she's the one selling." "So what then, Sherwin?" "I don't know." "Of course the most troubling question is, why these people assume we're gay." "Well, you're kind of butch." "Probably think you're over-compensating." "Hey." "Look at that." "More hoodoo." "Hi there." "Hi." "Everything ok with your room?" "Yeah, yeah." "Everything's great." "Well, I was just in the middle of packing, so..." "Hey, are those antique dolls?" "'cause this one here, he's got a major doll collection back home, don't you?" " Big time." " Big time." "You think we could come in and take a look?" " I don't know." " Please?" "I mean he loves them." "He's not gonna tell you this but he's always dressing them up in these little tiny outfits." "I mean you'd make his day." "She would huh?" "It's true." " Okay, come on in." " Alright, alright!" "Wow, this is a lot of dolls." "They're nice, not super creepy at all." "Yeah I suppose they are a little creepy." "But they've been in the family forever." "Lot of sentimental value." "What is this?" "The hotel?" "Yeah, that's right." "Exact replica, custom built." "His head got twisted around." " What happened to it?" " Tyler, probably." "Mommy." "Maggie's being mean." "Tyler, tell her I said to be nice, okay?" "Hi Tyler." "I see you broke your doll." "You want me to fix it?" "I didn't break it." "I found it like that." "Maybe Maggie did it?" "No. neither of us did it." "Grandma would get mad if we broke them." " Tyler, she wouldn't get mad." " Grandma?" "Grandma Rose, these were all her toys." "Really?" "Where's grandma Rose now?" "Up in her room." "You know what, I'd really love to talk to Rose about her incredible doll..." "No!" "I mean, I'm afraid that's impossible." "My mother's been very sick and she's not taking any visitors." "What do you think?" "Dolls, hoodoo, mysterious shut in grandma." "Well, dolls are used in all kind of voodoo and hoodoo, like curses and binding spells." "Maybe we found our witchdoctor." "I'll see what I can dig up on boo and granny." "You get online and check old obits, freak accidents, That sort of thing." "See if she's whacked anybody before." "Don't go surfing porn, that's not the kind of whacking I mean." "I've been meaning to ask, what sort of renovations are you planning?" "They never told you?" "Told me what?" "Ms. Thompson, we're planning on demolishing the hotel." "Oh, I see." "Excuse me." "What happened?" "The maid went in to turn on the sheets, and he was just, hanging there." "That's awful." "He was a guest?" "He worked for the company that bought the place." " I don't understand." " What?" "Had a lot of bad luck around here." "Look, if you'd like to check out I'll give you a full refund." "No thanks." "I don't scare that easy." "There's been another one." "Some guy just hung himself in his room." "Yeah, I saw." "We gotta figure this out, and fast." "What'd you find out about granny?" "You're bossy." "What?" "You're bossy." "And short." " Are you drunk?" " Yeah. so?" "Stupid." "Dude, what're you thinking?" "We're working a case?" "That guy, who hung himself." "I couldn't save him." "What are you talking about?" "You didn't know." "You couldn't have done anything." "That's an excuse Dean." "I should have found a way to save him." "I should have saved Ava too." " You can't save everyone, even you said that." " No Dean!" "You don't understand alright." "The more people I save the more I can change." " Change what?" " My destiny Dean." "Alright, time for bed." "Come on sasquatch." " I need you to watch out for me." " Yeah, I always do." "No, no, you have to watch out for me." "Alright?" "And if I ever turn into something that I'm not..." " You have to kill me." " Sam." "Dean, dad told you to do it, you have to." "Yeah, well, dad's an ass." "He never should have said anything." "You don't do that, you don't lay that kind of crap on your kids." "No, he was right to say it." "Who knows what I might become." "Even now, everyone around me dies." "Well, I'm not dying, okay?" "And neither are you." "Come on, sit down." "No, please." "Dean you're the only one who can do it." "Promise." " Don't ask that of me." " Dean please." "You have to promise me." "I promise." "Thanks." "Thank you." "Find any good antiques?" "No, no." "Got distracted." " Have a drink." " Yeah, thanks." "So poor guy huh?" "Killing himself?" "That kind of thing seems to be going around lately." "Yeah, I heard about the other ones." "It's almost like this hotel is cursed or something." "Every hotel has its spilled blood." "If people only knew what's going on in some of those rooms they've checked into." " You know a lot about the place don't you?" " Down to the last nail." "I'd love to hear some stories." "Boy." "You should never say that to an old man." "This is little miss Susan and her mother Rose." "Happier days." "Not happy now?" "Well, would you be?" "Leaving the only home you ever knew?" "I don't know." "I never really knew one." "Well this is Rose's home." "It's been in the family over a century." "Used to be the family estate." "And now she gets to live in some senior living graveyard." "And they tear this place down." "That's too bad." " I hear Rose isn't feeling well either." " No she isn't." " What's wrong with her?" " It's not my business to say." "Who's this?" "That's Rose." "When she was a little girl." "Who's that with her?" "That's her nanny, Marie." "She looked after Rose more than her own mother." "How you feeling Sammy?" "I guess mixing whisky and Jager wasn't such a gangbuster idea was it?" "I bet you don't remember a thing from last night, do you?" "I can still taste the tequila." "You know, there's a really good hangover remedy." "It's a greasy pork sandwich served up in a dirty ashtray." " I hate you." " I know you do." "Hey, turns out when Grandma Rose was a tyke, she had a Creole nanny, who wore a hoodoo necklace." " So you think she taught Rose hoodoo?" " Yes I do." "Alright." "I think it's time we talked to Rose then." "You need to brush your teeth first." "Hello?" "Susan?" "Clear." "Ms Thompson?" "Mrs. Thompson?" "Rose." "Hi Mrs. Thompson." "We're not here to hurt you, it's ok." "Rose?" "Dean." "This woman's had a stroke." "Yeah, but hoodoo's hands on." "You gotta mix herbs, chant, build an altar." "So it can't be Rose." "Maybe it's not even hoodoo." "You know, she could be faking." "What do you wanna do, poke her with a stick?" "Dude, you're not gonna poke her with a stick!" "What the hell?" "What are you doing in here?" " We just wanna talk to Rose." " She's scared out of her wits." "I want you out of my hotel in two minutes, or I'm calling the cops." "Your turn." "Eightsies." "Have you started packing yet?" " No." " Why not?" "I don't wanna move." " Yes, I know, but we have to." " But Maggie says we're not allowed to move." "Tyler, enough." "Maggie is imaginary." "You're too old to have an imaginary friend and I'm done pretending." "I don't like her." "I can lug those boxes for you." "I got it Sherwin, thanks." "Okay then." "See you later." "You okay?" " I think so." "Come on, let's get inside." "Whisky." "Sure." "I know the feeling." "What the hell happened out there?" " You want the truth?" " Of course." "First we thought it was some sort of hoodoo curse." "But that out there, it was definitely a spirit." " You're insane." " Yeah, it's been said." "Look, I'm sorry Susan." "We don't exactly have time to ease you into this, but We need to know when your mother had the stroke." " What has that have to do with anything?" " Just answer the question." "About a month ago." "Right before the killings began?" "You see?" "So what if rose was working hoodoo, but not to hurt anyone, but to protect them?" "She was using the five spot urns to ward of the spirit." "Right, until she had the stroke, and she couldn't anymore." "I don't believe this." "Listen Sister, that car didn't try to run you down by itself, okay?" "I mean, I guess it did, technically." "But if a spirit can... forget it." "Just believe what you want, but the fact is you and your family are in danger." "So you need to clear everybody out of here." "Your employees, your mother, your daughters, everyone." "I only have one daughter." " One?" " I thought Tyler had a sister named Maggie?" "Maggie is imaginary." "Where's Tyler?" "She's going to stay here with me." "And you can't stop me." "There's nothing you can do about it." "Maggie, don't." "You're not supposed to bother grandma." "I know." "Come on, let's play." "Can we have a tea party?" "Tyler?" "Oh my god, Tyler!" "She's not here." "Susan." "Tell us what you know about Maggie." "Not much, Tyler's been talking about her since mom got sick." "Did you ever know anyone by that name?" " No." " Think." "It could've been someone who lived here, might have passed away." "My god, my mom had a sister named Margaret." "She barely spoke about her." "Did Margaret happen to die here when she was a kid?" "She drowned in the pool." "Come on." "I don't like it up here, I'm scared." "It's okay." "All you have to do is jump." "I can't swim." "I know, but it won't hurt, I promise." "And then we can be together, forever." "And no-one will bother us." "Why don't you just come with me and mommy?" "Because I can't leave here, and you can't leave me." "Please." "I don't wanna be alone." "Tyler!" " Is there another entrance?" " Around the back." "Alright, let's go." "Keep working." "It will all be over soon." "Stay back." "Son of a bitch." "Margaret." "Thank god, thank god." " Mommy." " Yeah baby, I'm here." "Tyler, do you see Maggie anywhere?" "No, she's gone." "You'd really do that for me?" "Yes, if you did." "I'd let them go." "But I don't understand." "You've kept me away for so long." "I thought you didn't love me anymore." "Okay, little sister." "Don't worry honey, we're leaving in two minutes, we just gotta get grandma." "I don't get it, did Maggie just stop?" "Seems like it." "Where the hell did she go?" "Paramedics said it was another stroke." "You think Margaret could have something to do with it?" " We don't know." " But it's possible, yeah." "Susan, I'm sorry." "You've got nothing to apologize for." "You've given me everything." " Ready to go kiddo?" " Yep." "Tyler, you sure Maggie's not around anymore?" "I'm sure, I'd see her." "I guess whatever was going on must be over." "You two take care of yourselves, alright?" "Thank you." "Both of you." "Think you could've hooked up some MILF action there, bud." "Seriously, I think she liked you." "Yeah, that's all she needs." "Well you saved the mom, you saved the girl." "Not a bad day." "Of course I could've saved her myself, but I didn't want you to feel useless." "Alright, I appreciate it." "Feels good to get back in the saddle, doesn't it?" "Yeah, it does." "But it doesn't change what we talked about last night dean." "We talked about a lot of things last night." "You know what I mean." " You were wasted." " But you weren't." "And you promised."