"What kind of thing likes virgins and gold?" "Dragons" "Dragons, dude." "Oh!" "No!" "I just think it's better if you took it easy, you know, and didn't act like you were -- possessed by an angel." "I believe you know Sheriff Mills." "That was not my son!" "You're right." "No!" "How do we put them down?" "What are we drinking?" "You have less than one minute before a very dear friend of yours snuffs it." "Call it off, Crowley." "I saw you break down, Crowley." "When I was trying to cure you," "I know a part of you was human again, maybe still is." "Blah-blah." "Boo-hoo." "Nighty-night, Slim." "Aah!" "♪ Supernatural 9x08 ♪ Rock and a Hard Place Original Air Date on November 26, 2013" "== sync, corrected by elderman == @elder_man" "Hey." "Hey." "You okay?" "Yeah." "Uh" "Yeah." "Just, uh...resting my head for a second." "Um, how's Kevin?" "He, uh -- he find anything?" "Uh, Jack." "On about four days no sleep." "He looks worse than you." "Huh." "What about Crowley?" "Um, do you think he might be lying about the whole, uh," ""Metatron's spell being irreversible" thing?" "Oh, Crowley lie?" "I do know one thing." "Next time that junkie's jonesing for a hit of blood, we got leverage." "Seriously, you want a pillow?" "No, I'm fine." "You're sick." "No, I'm not sick." "I'm just, um " "I feel like my battery can't recharge." "Hello?" "Hey, Dean." "Jody Mills." "Sheriff Mills." "Hang on." "Sam's here, too." "Hey, Jody." "Hey, Sam." "Uh..." "I got a bit of an oddball to pitch your direction." "Shoot." "A small town I cover outside of Sioux Falls -- only crime to speak of being the occasional cow tipping." "Then last week, four people go missing." "All right, so, what makes you think this is our kind of weird?" "I've got a witness who says he saw someone lift an S.U.V. to nab a girl last night." "Sheriff." "Laying off the blind dates, I hope." "Yeah." "You bite your tongue, boy." "Hey." "So?" "So." "Car was right over there, ass over teakettle." "Now, normally, if somebody would tell me that one guy lifted an S.U.V.," "I'd tell him to take a flying leap, but after what I've seen..." "Nothing's impossible." "Uh-huh." "And this matches up with the other missing how?" "Well, four abductions, strong evidence left at every scene -- literally." "So, first vic was a pastor?" "Yeah." "Door of his study was punched in." "And then, the next two -- an engaged couple." "Locked bedroom window was ripped open." "Mm-hmm." "And then we have our waitress here with the topsy-turvy ride." "Any other connection among them?" "Yeah." "They were all members of Good Faith church here." "My, uh, my church group back in Sioux Falls was in a tizzy over it." "Hmm." "What?" "I didn't peg you for churchy." "Yeah." "You know..." "Choking on the ladies' room floor 'cause of witchcraft kind of makes a higher power seem relevant." "Jody, are you sure you're, uh, to jump back in the fray?" "This wackadoo stuff keeps coming." "More I know, better armed I'll be." "Okay, so, we have, uh, missing church folk and super strength." "Maybe angels harvesting vessels?" "Could be a Buddy Boyle type thing." "Wh-- angels?" "You're joking." "Don't get your pants on fire." "They suck." "You said there was a witness." "Yeah, well..." "more or less." "Okay, Slim." "My friends here want to talk to you about the missing girl." "Honor." "Her name was Honor." "Nice girl." "Always left me meatloafs." "Mm." "Slim, why don't you tell us what you saw that night?" "I heard a big noise, got woke, and there's somebody over there lifting a car up -- like this." "And did you happen to see who it was?" "I was too far." "But I saw a light go off." "A white light?" "Blue." "Blue like fire." "But not." "Then she was -- she wasn't there." "Could you think of anything else?" "No." "Okay." "Well..." "Slim, thank you for your time." "Okay." "So, no white light." "No angel." "Has anybody talked to the victims' families?" "It's next on my list." "Okay, and you said that they were all part of the same church?" "Mm-hmm." "Ready to get your worship on?" "We hope you enjoyed the tour." "Any questions before we get you boys registered?" "Uh, yeah, uh, look, um," "Ms. Futchko -- oh, please..." "Bonnie will do just fine." "Bonnie." "Okay, um, we..." "love the church." "We do." "But..." "Well, we've heard that a few members have gone missing, and, to be honest that kind of scares us." "Let me assure you, with our increased security, good faith has never been safer." "And those people who have gone missing, well, they are front and center in our prayers." "What a relief." "Now, you must have been, uh, close to them." "Well, we do share the A.P.U. bond." ""The A.P.U."?" "Our chastity group, abstinence purifies us." "Oh." "W-wow." "You mind if we sit in on that, maybe see if it's for us?" "I'm afraid it's members only." "I'm sorry, but it can get pretty personal." "Then count us in." "Well." "I'll be a squirrel in a skirt." "I'll be back in a jiff with the papers." "A chastity group?" "Dean, listen, if all the members were in A.P.U., then maybe whatever took them is stalking virgins." "And that Slim guy said he thought he saw fire." "So, what are you thinking, dragons?" "Mm." "Shh." "All righty." "You can just sign there, and your purification can begin." ""Purity pledge"?" "It's a commitment to your virginity." "I don't think we can really un-ring that bell." "You know what I mean?" "Oh." "I see." "Well..." "If you just ask for God's forgiveness for your sins and make a new vow of chastity, well, then, you'll be born again as a virgin in his eyes." "So, you just hit the "virginity do-over" button, and all is good with the man upstairs?" "It's not a button." "And...this isn't just a piece of paper." "I mean, this is your clean slate, your chance to be a virgin until marriage." "Well, you had me at "clean slate""" "Let's do this." "Congratulations, Sam and Dean Winchester." "You are both virgins." "Ah." "Please." "Stay away from me." "Good afternoon, everyone." "I'm Suzy." "I thought we'd begin with a silent prayer for our missing friends." "Amen." "Now, does anyone have anything that they would like to share?" "I wrote a new piece of verse." "It's called "Sex is a racket, and God's ball is in your court."" "And we would love to hear that, Tammy -- later." "Why don't we hear from our new friends?" "Sam, what brought you here to reclaim your virginity?" "Well, I guess because every woman" "I've...ever..." "had relations with, uh...it...hasn't ended well." "He ain't lying." "Thank you for being here, Sam." "Stay strong." "Stay pure." "Stay strong." "Stay pure." "And you, Dean?" "What set you on the path away from sin?" "Uh, hard to say, exactly." "Yeah." "Sex has always felt " "I don't know -- good, you know?" "I mean, really, really good." "Uh..." "But, uh..." "Sometimes, it just makes you feel bad, you know?" "You're drunk." "You shack up." "Then, it's the whole morning thing." "You know, "Hey, that was fun."" "And then, "adios," you know?" "Always the "adios."" "But, you know, when you get down to it, what's the big deal, right?" "I mean, sure, there's the touching and the feeling all of each other, my hands everywhere, tracing every inch of her body, the two of us moving together, pressing and pulling..." "Grinding." "Then you hit that sweet spot, and everything just builds and builds and builds until it all just..." "Yeah." "Uh..." "But the whole thing was just a little too, uh...sticky." "So, uh, I got my "V" card back." "The end." "Hm." "So, um..." "Wee bit of an over-share, Dean?" "I was purifying." "Hey, she look familiar to you?" "Suzy?" "Yeah." "Swear I know her from somewhere." "Oh, good, Dean." "'Cause that line never fails." "Well, let's find out." "Hey." "So?" "So?" "How did you like the meeting?" "Oh, I-I-I-I loved it." "Yeah." "Um, you know," "I-I couldn't help but think of those who weren't here." "Oh." "Honor." "She's my favorite." "Would you excuse me?" "Her favorite?" "She has no idea what kind of girl Honor is." "You don't say." "Uh, Tammy, right?" "The poet?" "Mm-hmm." "Tammy, why -- why don't, um, why don't you tell me what kind of girl Honor is?" "Are you sure we don't know each other?" "Yeah, I-I'm pretty sure we've never met, Dean." "Hmm." "Wait, you're -- you're new in town, right?" "Uh, yeah." "New to town." "New to this whole chastity thing." "Well, I provide individual counseling." "If you ever need to talk -- so, everybody in the group, they dish to you?" "They confide." "Abstinence is -- it's really rough without support and education." "Hey, you know what?" "I have some great books on the vow that really helped me." "I-I live close." "I'll just go grab them." "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa." "With a, uh, with a kidnapper on the loose?" "No, I'll be fine." "Tell you what -- why don't I walk with you just to be safe, okay?" "Just give me one second." "And I bake real cookies for the bake sale." "Honor just brings Oreos!" "Oh." "You know what?" "Excuse me." "Guess who's taking the teacher home." "Research." "You really think you're gonna hit that?" "Dean, she's the chastity counselor." "Yeah, I know." "What about you?" "Any luck?" "You mean am I actually working?" "As a matter of fact, yes, I am." "All right, well, good luck with that." "Okay." "Lead the way." "Okay." "Hey." "Sorry." "So, where were we?" "Honor is going to hell." "Hey." "How was church?" "Well, it turned into confessional." "Apparently, two of our vics," "Honor and pastor Fred, did the dirty." "Oh, well." "They're not the only ones." "Barb Blanton, our missing bride to be " "Yeah?" "Her mom said she heard Barb and her fiancé in Barb's bedroom." "Going at it?" "Well, she said she heard sex noises, then Barb crying, then Neil telling Barb it didn't count because it was under 30 seconds." "And then, two hours later, she heard a smash and saw a flash of light under the door." "Blue light?" "You know, I'm thinking whatever this thing is, it's not going after virgins, even born-again virgins." "It's taking virgins who break their chastity vow." "So dragons are off the list." "I'm sor-- dragons?" "Those are a thing?" "Yeah." "Too many things are things." "Make yourself comfortable." "Not now, Kato." "I can't stop thinking about my friends." "I'm so scared for them." "Will you pray with me, Dean?" "Sure." "This is Dean's other other cell, so you must know what to do." "Dean." "Come on, call me." "You know, for being born again today, you sure look like crap." "Wait a second." "Did you...get " "Born again?" "Yeah." "Oh, Sam." "I don't make promises I can't keep." "It's just..." "I enjoy church." "I mean, after... after Bobby, Crowley I needed something that made sense to me -- you know, comfort, I guess." "Yeah, I guess we're all looking for that." "Except those that got it." "Come on." "You and Dean?" "That's something special, don't you think?" "Okay." "So, why don't you breeze through these, and I'm gonna head to the little girls' room." "Mm, yeah." "Hey." "Dean?" "Hey, Dean." "Are you there?" "Hello?" "Dean?" "Dean?" "Sammy!" "Hey." "What's going on?" "I found something big." "Yeah." "So did we." "So, get this -- it's not a dragon." "Uh-huh." "Uh-- ooh." "Dean." "Copy that." "Hey." "Or should I say..." ""Hola"?" "Uh, why?" "No reason." "No reason." "A-are you okay?" "Me?" "Ah " "I'm great." "Why?" "Uh, you seem..." "I-I don't know, nervous." "Nervous?" "No." "I'm not nervous..." "Carmelita." "So, you've seen my..." "work." "Listen, I don't blame you if you want to be assigned a new counselor." "I-I get it." "No." "No, no." "Are you -- are you kidding me?" "I mean, you're -- you're a freaking legend." "No!" "I-I am -- I'm not that girl anymore." "I moved here." "I changed my name." "That girl was -- was horrible." "Listen, uh, Suzy, I've seen a lot of awful things, stuff of nightmares, okay?" "But you -- you're the good dreams." "And nobody in Hartford knows?" "Yeah, what am I supposed to say?" ""Oh, yeah, hey, I used to be a porn star." "Let's pray"?" "Well..." "They do not appreciate you." "I mean..." "the things you can do -- the scene with the tacos." "Yeah." "Made me want to join a mariachi band just to be near you." "Well, you are now." "I am, aren't I?" "You're not like..." "the other guys in town, are you?" "You're kind of a..." "a bad boy." "I don't know." "Why don't you ask me that in Spanish?" "¿Eres un Chico malo?" "Sí." "♪ Olé ♪" "Aah!" "Oh." "Pastor Fred." "Aah!" "Neil?" "Barb?" "What was that?" "What happened to him?" "What do you think?" "He's starving to death." "Just like we will if we don't get out of here." "Why didn't you tell me who you were?" "I was so scared." "We were scared." "Aah." "Where'd he go?" "What's up?" "This thing is taking people that break their vows, right?" "Yeah." "Dean and Suzy -- been over an hour." "Right." "I got to say..." "I really missed that." "I miss it already." "Okay." "What are you doing?" "I'm so thirsty." "So thirsty!" "There has to be a way out!" "Hey." "Dean." "Dean." "Hey, come on." "Dean." "Dean." "Where are we?" "Hell." "Hey." "Hey." "Neighbors see anything?" "Flash of blue." "Huh." "You sure Dean was here?" "Oh, yeah." "And I think he crossed someone off his bucket list." "We tried." "There's no escape." "Are we gonna run out of air?" "I don't think so." "Somebody wants us to die nice and slow." "And then it's gonna take us, just like it took pastor Fred." "What took him?" "We couldn't see, exactly." "It -- it was so bright." "I-it was like it was on fire." "Hey." "Virgins, fire -- sound familiar?" ""Vesta, Roman Goddess of the Hearth""" "in ancient Rome, six virgins were dedicated to this chick every year." "Their main duty was to tend Vesta's hearth." "Wait, so, fire is connected to virginity?" "Yeah, the girls had to be pure because fire is the symbol of purity." "Huh." "Okay, as long as Vesta's fire was kept lit," "Rome received a good harvest." "The virgins had to stay celibate for 30 years." "If they broke their vows, they were buried alive." "Son of a bitch." "Dean." "Maybe God wants us down here -- because of what we did." "Trust me -- this is not God's work." "Son of a " "What's wrong?" "They took my phone." "Luckily..." "I keep a spare." "Come on, bars." "Vesta was often enveloped in a blue halo of light, which she could control at will to disorient, to maim -- ohh -- or to kill." "Okay, what about some way to kill her?" "A-a weapon or -- or something." "Dean?" "Sam!" "Sammy!" "Dean." "Hey." "Hey, listen to me." "I'm " "Dean, wh-- underground." "Say it again." "I can't hear you." "We're " "Some kind of " "Dean!" "I lost him." "What?" "Listen, is there some kind of train station around here or something?" "I-I could have sworn I heard a whistle." "Don't, Neil." "Please, don't." "Shh." "Shh." "Don't what, Neil?" "Just mind your beeswax, pal." "Hey." "Hey!" "Listen, we're all stuck down here together." "So, you got something to say, you say it." "Okay, look, whatever that fireball thing was, it's taking the weakest, and I am not gonna be next." "So, the way I see it, her leg's busted anyway." "We serve her up." "It could buy us some time." "Screw you, Neil." "Busted leg?" "Try a sprained ankle, okay?" "Nobody's serving anybody up!" "We are under the gallows, all of us." "Give it honor." "It might save the rest of our necks, unless you have a better plan." "Maybe I do." "Maybe we'll give him you." "Oh, what, you don't like that idea?" "Then shut up." "Here we go. 8:00 p.m. train out of Sioux Falls." "79 miles an hour." "What's five miles east of Hartford -- anything?" "Uh..." "Pasture mostly." "No -- the old Wimmer farm." "Wait, anything on a weapon?" "Oak stained in virgin blood." "Where are we gonna get a virgin?" "I'm a virgin." "I think we need the real McCoy here, Sam." "You need what?" "Your blood." "Just a dab." "But..." "Pagans use blood." "Are you pagans?" "What?" "Pagan?" "No, look, it's for a weapon that " "You are in a House of God." "Your psycho rituals aren't gonna fly here." "Okay, we don't have time for this." "I am the cops." "What the fudge, lady?" "!" "Wipe your nose, dear." "Jody." "You broke, too, huh?" "Guess I'm not as strong as I thought I was." "God forgives." "You told me that yourself." "Told you." "It's back for one of us." "What are you gonna do now?" "Right, you should have listened to me " "Shh!" "Shut up." "Jody!" "Sam?" "Dean!" "We're here!" "We're gonna get you out!" "Jody, I found it!" "Sammy?" "Sammy!" "Sammy!" "Hey, Dean, we're here." "We're gonna get you out." "Sammy, are you still there?" "!" "Sam!" "Now, now." "Shh." "Really?" "This is how a goddess acts?" "What?" "I'm sort of new to this, but, you know, a Roman deity burying people alive in a barn?" "Sort of pathetic, don't you think?" "It only got pathetic when I started having to do it myself." "Because of that hippie from Bethlehem -- before him, they practically threw virgins at me." "And now -- they let your fire go out." "They forgot about you." "Yeah, I know." "Sucks to be Lindsay Lohan, doesn't it?" "Actually, I figured if you can't beat them, join them." "That's right." "I adapted!" "Now I chew on the cud of prayer." "Heck..." "I even got a sweater set." "Screwdriver, anybody?" "Hey." "From the first-aid kit." "Aah!" "They used to beg to stay pure for me." "And now I have to drag them kicking and screaming." "And they're not even real virgins." "They're born-again." "You want to talk about pathetic?" "Yeah." "You're a real charity case." "Oh, no, sweetheart." "This isn't charity." "I take what I deserve." "When those trollops are about to die soaked in their juicy fear, I...eat...their..." "livers!" "Because that's the only part of them still working to purify the body that they've trashed." "Now, normally, I like them weaker, but let's just call this a hunter's exception, shall we?" "Sure." "This is how a goddess acts!" "Come on, come on, come on, come on." "Aah!" "Aah!" "What's wrong with you?" "What?" "Your liver." "It's -- it's no good." "Dear boy, you're all duct tape and safety pins inside." "How are you alive?" "What did I miss?" "Aah." "Heading out?" "Yeah." "I'd tell you boys to stay out of trouble, but what's the point?" "Ow." "Thanks for bailing me out." "Oh, what can I say?" "I'm getting the hang of this." "Drive safe." "Thanks." "Don't get the door for me or anything." "What's up?" "What if there is something wrong with me -- something...really wrong?" "You're just crapped out, man." "You need some rest." "Oh, it's more than that." "I mean, Vesta said I was practically dead inside." "Oh, and she's in the circle of trust now?" "Why would she lie?" "It's probably the trials, okay?" "Probably some sort of a, you know, aftereffect." "It's not like you're bouncing back from the flu here." "I mean, you were glowing with freaking trial juice." "I don't know." "Well, what else would it be?" "Why does it have to be something else?" "It's always something else." "We're always scraping to find some other explanation when maybe it is..." "just me." "Oh, come on, Sam." "I'm a mess, Dean." "You know it." "And sometimes, I feel like maybe I'm never gonna actually be all right." "You will." "All right, 'cause whatever it is, we'll figure it out." "Or this is... just the way I am." "I can't." "I can't let you put this on yourself." "Listen to me." "It's not you, Sam." "I wouldn't do that, Dean." "He deserves to know." "Your brother is not ready." "If he ejects me, he will not make it." "Damn it, Zeke!" "How much longer we got to keep playing this?" "Not much longer." "I promise you that." "What?" "What?" "What?" "What -- what's not me?" "Nothing." "I just -- I-I meant that..." "If there is something wrong..." "It's not your fault." "We'll deal with it." "But you got to have a little faith, Sammy." "== sync, corrected by elderman == @elder_man"