"Dad wants us to pick up where he left off." "Saving people, hunting things." "the family business." "You know the truth about Sammy." "I've known for a while." "You get premonitions of people about to die?" "Death visions?" "Yeah." "The demon said he had plans for me." "Do you have any idea what he meant by that?" "No." "I want you to watch out for Sammy, okay?" "Did he say anything to you?" "No." "I can't talk about this to Sammy." "I've got to keep my game face on." "You're on edge." "You're erratic, except for when you're hunting." "'Cause then, you're downright scary." "The truth is, I'm not handling it very well." "You're tailspinning, man, and you won't let me help you." "No, I swear!" "It's not in me!" "Oh, god." "We're all gonna die." "Maybe he's telling the truth." "He's not him." "Not anymore." "No!" "Stop it!" "Stop it!" "Ask her!" "Ask the doctor!" "It's not in me!" "I... just..." "I can't tell." "No, please." "Don't." "Don't." " I swear!" "I swear!" "It's not in me." " I've got no choice." "It is not in me." "Don't!" "Don't!" "Please." "Sam?" "Continue on "OR-224 west"." "There are only two towns in the U.S. Named River Grove." "How come you're so sure it's the one in Oregon?" "There was a picture." "Crater lake." "Okay, what else?" "I saw a dark room, some people, and a guy tied to a chair." "And I ventilated him?" "Yeah." "You thought there was something inside him." "What?" "A demon?" "Was he possessed?" "I don't know." "All your weirdo visions are always tied to the yellow-eyed demon some how." "So, well." "Was there any black smoke did we try to exorcise it?" "No, nothing." "You just plugged him." "That's it." "Well, I'm sure I had a good reason." "Sure hope so." "What's that mean?" "I'm not gonna waste an innocent man." "I wouldn't." "I never said you would." " Fine." " Fine." "Look!" "We don't know what it is." "But whatever it is, that guy in the chair is a part of it." "So, let's find him and see what's what." " Fine." " Fine." "He was there." "Morning." "Morning." "Can I help you?" "Yeah." "Billy Gibbons, Frank Beard." "U.S. Marshals." "What's this about?" "We're looking for someone." "A young man, early 20s." "He'd have a... a thin scar right below his hairline." "What did he do?" "No, nothing." "We're actually looking for someone else." "But we think this young man can help us." "Hey." "He's not in any kind of trouble or anything." "Not yet." "I think maybe you know who he is, master sergeant." "My dad was in the corps." "He was a corporal." "What company?" "ECHO 2-1." "So, can you help us?" "Duane Tanner's got a scar like that." "But I know him." "Good kid." "Keeps his nose clean." "Oh, I'm sure he does." "Do you know where he lives?" "With his family, up aspen way." "Thank you." "Hey." "Croatoan?" "Yeah." "Roanoke." "Lost colony." "Ring a bell?" "Dean, did you pay any attention to history class?" "Yeah." "The shot heard around the world." "How bills become laws." "That's not school." "That's schoolhouse rock." "Whatever." "Roanoke was one of the first English colonies in america, late 1500s." "Yeah, yeah, I do remember that." "The only thing they left behind was a single word carved in a tree." "Croatoan." "Yeah, and there were theories" "Indian raid, disease." "But nobody knows what really happened." "They were all just gone, wiped out overnight." "You don't think that's what's going on here." "Whatever I saw in my head, it sure wasn't good." "What do you think could do that?" "Well, I mean, like I said, all your weirdo visions always tied to the yellow-eyed demon somehow, so..." "We should get help." "Bobby." "Ellen, maybe." "Yeah, that's a good idea." "I don't have a signal." "I don't either." "Line's dead." "I'll tell you one thing." "I was gonna massacre a town." "That'd be my first step." "Yeah?" "Hi." "Looking for Duane Tanner." "He lives here, right?" "He's my brother." "Can we talk to him?" "He's not here right now." "Do you know where he is?" "Yeah, he went on a fishing trip up by Roslyn lake." "Your parents home?" "Yeah, they're inside." "Jake, who is it?" "Hi, U.S. Marshals, sir." "Looking for your son Duane." "Why?" "He's not in trouble, is he?" "No, no, no, no." "We just need to ask him a couple routine questions." "That's all." "When is he due back from his trip?" "I'm not sure." "Well, maybe your wife knows." "No, I don't know." "She's not here right now." "Well, your son said she was." "Did I?" "She's getting groceries." "So, when Duane gets back," "There's a number where he can get ahold of you?" "Oh, no, we'll just check in with you later." "That was kind of creepy, right?" "A little too stepford?" "Big Time." "It's okay, mom." "It's not gonna hurt." "Put it down!" "Hello?" "Hello?" "We need a doctor here." "Mrs. Tanner, what happened?" "She's been attacked." "Dr. Lee?" "Bring her in." "Okay." "Hey." "Is that...?" "Mr. Tanner?" "Was he attacked, too?" "Uh, no, actually, he did the attacking, and then he got himself shot." " Shot?" " Yeah." "And who are you?" "U.S. Marshal." "I'd show you my badge, but..." "Oh, sorry." "Bring him back here." "Wait, you said Jake helped him?" "Your son Jake?" "They beat me." "Tied me up." "I don't believe it." "Pam." "Beverly." "Do you have any idea why they would act this way?" "Any history of chemical dependency?" "No, of course not." "I don't know why." "One minute, they were my husband and my son." "And the next, they had the devil in them." "We've got to talk." "Those guys were whacked out of their gourds." "What do you think?" "Multiple demons?" "Mass possession?" "If it is a possession, there could be more." "We got to know how many." "It could be like a freaking shriner convention." "Great." "'Course that's one way to wipe out a town." "You take it from the inside." "I don't know man." "We didn't see any of the demon smoke with Tanner or any of the other usual signs." "Whatever, something turned him into a monster." "You know, if you would have taken out the other one, there would be one less to worry about." "I'm sorry." "All right?" "I hesitated." "Dean." "He was a kid." "No, He was an "It"." "Not the best time for a bleeding heart, Sam." "How's the patient?" "Terrible." "What the hell happened out there?" "We don't know." "Yeah." "You just killed my next-door neighbor." "We didn't have a choice." "Maybe so, but we need the county sheriff." "I need the chloriner." "Phones are down." "I know." "I tried." "Tell me you've got a police radio on a car?" "Yeah, we do, but it crapped out just like everything else." "I don't understand what is happening." "How far is it to the next town?" "It's about 40 miles down to sidewinder." "All right." "I'm gonna go down there and see if I can find some help." "My partner will stick around and keep you guys safe." "Safe from what?" "We'll get back to you on that." "Huh." "What?" "His lymphocyte percentage is pretty high." "His body was fighting off a viral infection." "Really?" "What kind of virus?" "I can't say for sure." "Do you think an infection could have made him act like that?" "None that I've ever heard that." "I mean, some can cause dementia, but not that kind of violence." "And besides," "I've never heard of one that did this to the blood." "Did what?" "There's this weird residue." "If I didn't know better, I'd say it was sulfur." "Sulfur." "Oh, ho, ho." "Hey." "Sorry." "Road's closed." "Yeah, I can see that." "What's up?" "Quarantine." "Quarantine?" "What is it?" "Don't know." "Something going around out there." "Uh-Huh." "Who told you that?" "County sheriff." "Is he here?" "No." "He called." "Say, why don't you get out of the car, and we'll talk a little?" "Well, you are a handsome devil, but I don't swing that way, sorry." "I'd sure appreciate it if you got out of the car just for a quick minute." "Yeah, I bet you would." "I don't really understand." "Are you saying my husband and Jake had a disease?" "That's what we're trying to find out." "Now, during the attack, do you remember..." "Did you have any direct contact with their blood?" "Oh, my god." "You don't think I've got this virus, do you?" "Beverly, I don't know what to think." "But with your permission, we'll take a blood sample." "Hands where I can see them!" "Son of a..." "Get out of the car!" "Out of the car!" "All right." "Easy there, big guy." " Put it down!" "." " Lower it now!" "Put it down!" "Are you one of them?" "!" "No, are you?" "!" "No!" "You could be lying." "So could you." "All right." "All right." "We could do this all day." "All right." "Just ah... take it easy before we kill each other." "What's going on with everybody?" "I don't know." "My neighbor, Mr. Rogers." "You've got a neighbor named Mr. Rogers?" "Not anymore." "He came at me with a hatchet." "I put him down." "He's not the only one." "I mean, it's happening to everyone." "I'm heading to doc's place." "There's still some people left." "No, no way." "I'm getting the hell out." "There's no way out." "They got the bridge covered next." "Come on." "I don't believe you." "Fine, stay here." "Be my guest." "Well, this ought to be a relaxing drive." "What if we all have it?" "What if we all go crazy?" "You've got to stay calm." "All we can do is wait." "Marshal is bringing help." "I can't." "I..." "I've got to go." "Pam?" "No, you don't understand." "My boyfriend's out there." "I've got to make sure he's okay." "Hey, hey, hey, wait." "Wait, please." "Look, I know you're upset, all right." "But it's safer if you stay here for now." "Help is coming." "There they are." "Sammy!" "Open up!" "Did you guys get to a phone?" "Road block!" "I'm gonna have a word." "Doc's inside." "All right." "What's going on out there, Dean?" "Well, I don't know." "I feel like Chuck Heston in "The omega man"." "Sarge is the only sane person I could find." "What are we dealing with?" "Do you know?" "Yeah, doc thinks it's a virus." "Okay, great." "What do you think?" "I think she's right." " Really?" " Yeah." "And I think the infected are trying to infect others with blood-to-blood contact." "Oh, but it gets better." "The virus leaves traces of sulfur in the blood." "A demonic virus?" "Yeah." "More like demonic germ warfare." "At least it explains why I've been having visions." "Look like a biblical plague." "Yeah." "You don't know how right you are, Dean." "I've been pouring through dad's journal." "I found something about the Roanoke colony." "And?" "Dad always had a theory about "Croatoan"." "He thought it was a demon's name." "Sometimes known as daeva, sometimes reshef." "A demon of plague and pestilence." "Well, that's terrific." "Why here?" "Why now?" "I have no idea." "But, Dean." "I mean how far this thing can spread?" "We've got to get out of here." "We've got to warn people." "They've got one." "In here." "What do you mean?" "The wife, she's infected." "We've got to take care of this." "We can't just leave her in there." "My neighbors, they were strong." "The longer we wait, the stronger she'll get." "You're gonna kill Beverly Tanner?" "Doctor, could there be any treatment?" "Some kind of cure for this?" "Can you cure it?" "God sick!" "I don't even know what it is." "I told you it's a matter of time before she breaks through." "Just leave her now." "You can't shoot her like an animal." "Sam." "Mark." "What are you doing?" "Mark, it's them." "They locked me in here." "They tried to kill me." "They're infected, not me." "Please, Mark." "You've known me all your life." "Please." "Are you sure she's one of them?" "Yeah." "Oh." "Oh, God!" "Is there any on me?" "!" "Am I okay?" "!" "You're clean." "You're okay." "Why are we staying here?" "Please, let's just go." "No, we can't." "'Cause those things are everywhere." "Oh, God." "Shh, shh, shh." "She's right about one thing." "We can't stay here." "We've got to get out of here, get to the roadhouse, somewheres." "Let people know what's coming." "Yes, that's a good point." "Night of the living dead didn't exactly end pretty." "How much we got choices?" "Lots of folks up here are good with rifles." "Even with all your hardware, we are... we are easy targets." "So, unless you've got some explosives." "We could make some." "Hey!" "Let me in!" "Let me in, please!" "It's Duane Tanner." "Oh, thank God." "Duane, you okay?" "That's the guy that I..." "Yeah." "Who else is in here?" "Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa." "Easy there, chief." "Hey, doc, give Duane a good once-over, would you?" "Pam?" "Who are you?" "Never mind who I am." "Doc." "Yeah, okay." "Duane, where you been?" "I was on a fishing trip up by Roslyn." "I came back this afternoon." "I saw Roger Mcgill being dragged out of his house by people we know." "They started cutting him with knives." "I ran." "I've been hiding in the woods ever since." "Has anybody seen my mom and dad?" "Awkward." "You're bleeding." "Where did you get that?" "I was running." "I must have tripped." "Tie him up." "There's rope in there." " Wait" " Sit down!" "Sorry, Duane." "He's right." "We've got to be careful." "Careful about what?" "Did they bleed on you?" "No." "What the hell?" "!" "No!" "Doc, any way to know for sure?" "Any test?" "I've studied Beverly's blood work backwards and forwards." "My mom." "It took three hours for the virus to incubate." "Sulfur didn't appear in the blood until then." "So..." "No, there would be no way of knowing." "Not until after Duane... turns." "Dean, I've got to talk to you." "Now." "Sit in that chair over there." "This is my vision, Dean." "It's happening." "Yeah, I figured." "You can't kill him." "All right?" "Not yet." "We don't know if he's infected or not." "Oh, I think we're pretty damn sure." "Guy shows up out of nowhere, got his cut on his leg." "His whole family is infected." "All right." "We should keep him tied up and we should wait and see." "For what?" "For him to hulk out, infect somebody else?" "No, thanks." "Can't take that chance." "Hey." "Look, man." "I'm not happy about this, okay?" "But it's a tough job, and you know that." "It's supposed to be tough, Dean." "We're supposed to struggle with this." "That's the whole point." "What does that buy?" "A clear conscience, for one." "It's too late for that." "What the hell has happened to you?" "What?" "You might kill an innocent man, and you don't even care." "You don't act like yourself anymore, Dean." "Hell." "You know what?" "You're acting like one of those things out there." "Hey." "Open the damn door." "Dean!" "Don't do it, Dean!" "Don't!" "No, no, no, no. no." "You're not gonna..." "No, no, I swear!" "It's not in me!" "Oh, God." "We're all gonna die." "Maybe he's telling the truth." " No, he's not him." "Not anymore." " No!" "Stop it!" "Stop it!" "Ask her!" "Ask the doctor!" "It's not in me!" "I... just..." "I can't tell." "Please, don't." "Don't, please." "I swear it's not in me." "It's not in me, I swear." "I swear, it's not in me." "Don't." "Don't." "I've got no choice." "Damn it." "It's been over four hours." "Duane's blood is still clean." "I don't think he's infected." "I'd like to untie him, if that's all right?" "Sure." "Yeah." "You know I'm gonna ask you why." "Yeah, I know." "So, why?" "Why didn't you do it?" "We need more alcohol." "How are you holding up, Pam?" "Good." "It will all be over soon." "In fact..." "I've been waiting for this the whole time." "For what?" "To get you alone." "She bled on him." "He's got the virus." "Doctor, check his wound again, would you?" "Doctor." "What does she need to examine him for?" "You saw what happened." "Did her blood actually enter your wound?" "Come on, of course it did!" "We don't know that for sure." "We can't take a chance." "You know what we have to do." "Nobody is shooting my brother." "He's not gonna be your brother much longer." "You said, you sell." "Nobody's shooting anyone." "You were gonna shoot me!" "You are shut your pie hole, I still might." "Dean, they're right." "I'm infected." "Just give me the gun, and I'll do it myself." "Forget it." "Dean, I'm not gonna become one of those things." "Sam, we've still got some time." "Time for what?" "Look." "I understand he's your brother, and I'm sorry." "I am." "But I've got to take care of this." "I want to say this one time." "You make a move on him, you'll be dead before you hit the ground." "Do you understand me?" " Do I make myself clear?" " Dean!" "What are we supposed to do?" "!" "Get the hell out of here, that's what." "Take my car." "You've got the explosives." "There's an arsenal in there." "You two go with him." "You got enough firepower to handle anything now." "What about you?" "Dean, no." "No." "Go with them." "This is your only chance." "You're not gonna get rid of me that easy." "No, he's right, man." "Come with us." "Okay, it's your funeral." "I'm sorry." "Thanks for everything, marshals." "Oh, actually, we're not really marshals." "Um... oh." "I wish we had a deck of cards, foosball table or something." "Dean, don't do this." "Just get the hell out of here." "No way." "Give me my gun and leave." "For the last time, Sam." "No." "This is the dumbest thing you've ever done." "I don't know about that." "Remember that waitress in Tampa?" "Dean, I'm sick." "That's over for me." " It doesn't have to be for you." " No." "No, you can keep going." "This is I want to?" "What?" "I'm tired, Sam." "I'm tired of this job... this life... this weight on my shoulders, man." "I'm tired of it." "So, what?" "So, you're just gonna give up?" "I mean, you're just gonna lay down and die?" "Look, Dean, I know this stuff with dad had..." "You're wrong." "It's not about dad." "I mean, part of it, is sure." "Then, what is it about?" "You better come see this." "There's no one." "Not anywhere." "They all just vanished." "Well, it's been five hours, and your blood's still clean." "I don't understand, but I think you dodged a bullet." "But I was exposed." "How could I not be infected?" "I don't know, but you're just not." "I mean, when you compare it with the Tanner samples." "What the hell?" "What?" "Their blood, there's no trace of the virus." "No sulfur." "Nothing." "Thank, the sarge and I are getting the hell out of here." "Heading south." "You should come." "I'd better get over to sidewinder." "Get the authorities up here." "If they'll believe me." "Take care." "What about him?" "He's gonna be fine." "No signs of infection." "Hey, man." "Don't look at me." "I've got no clue." "I swear, I'm gonna lose sleep over this one." "I mean, why here?" "Why now?" "Where the hell did everybody go?" "Sound like they just freaking melted." "Why was I immune?" "Yeah, you know what?" "That's a good question." "You know, I'm already starting to feel like this is the one that got away." "Do you mind pulling over up ahead there?" "All right." "I've got to make a call." "No phone out here." "I got it covered." "What the hell is that?" "It's over." "You'll be pleased." "I don't think any more tests are necessary." "The winchester boy definitely immune as expected." "Yes, of course." "Nothing left behind." "So, last night." "You want to tell me what the hell you were talking about?" "What do you mean?" "What I mean?" "I mean you said you were tired of the job" "And that it wasn't just because of dad." "Forget it." "No, I can't." "No way." "Well, may I thought we were both gonna die." "You can't hold that over me." "No, no, no, no." "You can't pull that crap with me, man." "You're talking." "And what if I don't?" "Then I guess I'll just have to keep asking until you do." "I don't know, man." "I just think maybe we ought to... go to the Grand Canyon." "What?" "Yeah, you know, all this... driving back and forth across the country." "Do you know I've never been to the Grand Canyon?" "Or we could go to T.J. or Hollywood." "See if we could bang Lindsay Lohan." "You're not making any sense." "I just think we should take a break from all this." "Why do we got to get stuck with all the responsibility, you know?" "Why can't we live life a little bit?" "Why are you saying all this?" "No, no, no, no, no." "Dean, you're my brother, all right?" "So, whatever weight you're carrying, let me help a little bit." "I can't." "I promised." "Who?" "Dad." "What are you talking about?" "Right before dad died... he told me something." "He told me something about you." "What?" "Dean, what did he tell you?"