NOW - A group of high school cheerleaders are dissing Taylor, one of their own, calling her a slut because she banged Jonah Jaffe--gave him "the reverse cowgirl and everything." When the girl's boyfriend remarks that he's pro-slut, she hits him. Taylor comes along with her lunch tray to join her usual group; the dissing girl asks her if she went "to the rodeo" over the weekend. "That's my spot," insists Taylor. "Sorry, this is a skeeve-free zone," says the other girl. Everyone begins coughin... read more NOW - A group of high school cheerleaders are dissing Taylor, one of their own, calling her a slut because she banged Jonah Jaffe--gave him "the reverse cowgirl and everything." When the girl's boyfriend remarks that he's pro-slut, she hits him. Taylor comes along with her lunch tray to join her usual group; the dissing girl asks her if she went "to the rodeo" over the weekend. "That's my spot," insists Taylor. "Sorry, this is a skeeve-free zone," says the other girl. Everyone begins coughing, "Slut, slut, slut" behind their hands, sending Taylor to sit down with April, a heavy girl at another table. "You shouldn't listen to those jerks," says April. "Leave me alone," snarls Taylor. "I just mean, I'm sorry, that's all," says the April." "Don't you feel sorry for me, you fat ugly pig," says the cheerleader. April, mortified, runs from the table. (NEXT DAY) In the bathroom, Taylor, crying, gazes at her reflection in the mirror. April steps behind her and asks "You think I'm ugly?" The cheerleader apologizes for what she said yesterday: "I didn't meant it, OK?" She turns back to comb her hair. April drives Taylor's head into the mirror, twice, then into the sink. She drags Taylor, kicking and yelling, into the stall, pushes her head into the toilet and says, I'm not ugly!" She keeps the Taylor's head under, flushing the toilet, until she swirlies her to a drowning death, then tosses her with a hard thump on the tiled floor. We get a closeup of April's right eye, which oozes a black, viscous fluid, like a black tear, down her face. "YOU'RE ugly!" she proclaims. read less

Sam, yummy in doctor whites, talks to April, the chubby girl who killed Kelly, the cheerleader. April refuses to discuss it anymore, the cops and doctors don't believe her; they think she's crazy.
I'm more open-minded than most, he assures her--why did you tell the police you were possessed? It doesn't matter, she says. It matters to me, he says. "When I hurt Taylor, I was there, in my head, but couldn't control my body, I could see what I was doing, but couldn't stop--I just wanted t... read more Sam, yummy in doctor whites, talks to April, the chubby girl who killed Kelly, the cheerleader. April refuses to discuss it anymore, the cops and doctors don't believe her; they think she's crazy.
I'm more open-minded than most, he assures her--why did you tell the police you were possessed? It doesn't matter, she says. It matters to me, he says. "When I hurt Taylor, I was there, in my head, but couldn't control my body, I could see what I was doing, but couldn't stop--I just wanted to stop--I'm sorry." No need to apologize, says Sam--some of the kids at school told the police you and Taylor didn't get along. Yeah, agrees April, but I never wanted to kill her, never--"Do you believe me?" "Yeah I do," he says. He asks if she smelled sulphur or saw any black smoke. Neither, she says, "Are you crazy?" (LOL!) Sam gets into the Impala and tells Dean, "I think she's telling the truth, the way she talked about being there mentally but not physically, sounded like demonic possession to me--she didn't see any black smoke or smell sulphur." "Maybe it's not a demon," says Dean, "kids can be vicious." "We are here, might as well check out the school," suggests Sam. "Right," says Dean, "Truman High, home of the Bombers! We went there for a month, like a million years ago--why are you so jazzed to go back?" "I'm not," says Sam, "I just think it's worth lookin' into." "What's our cover?" asks Dean, "FBI? Homeland Security? Swedish Exchange Students?" "Don't worry," says Sam, "I got an idea." Sam turns the key, the Impala roars to life and the first strains of "A Long Long Way From Home" fills the soundtrack.
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1997 - We segue into the Impala pulling up in front of Truman High, but the Kansas plate reads BQN 9R3 and John Winchester (unseen) is dropping off 14-year-old Sam and 18-year-old Dean for their first day at school. Dean slides out of the car in slow motion, says "Thanks, Dad," and walks with his brother to the front door. "Got your books? Lunch? Butterfly net?" he teases Sam. Dean senses his brother is sad and makes him spill. This is their third school this year, and it's November, compl... read more 1997 - We segue into the Impala pulling up in front of Truman High, but the Kansas plate reads BQN 9R3 and John Winchester (unseen) is dropping off 14-year-old Sam and 18-year-old Dean for their first day at school. Dean slides out of the car in slow motion, says "Thanks, Dad," and walks with his brother to the front door. "Got your books? Lunch? Butterfly net?" he teases Sam. Dean senses his brother is sad and makes him spill. This is their third school this year, and it's November, complains Sam--"I'm sick of always being the new kid." Dean assures him he'll be fine, and if anyone gives him a hard time, let him know--the job their father is on will take him two weeks, tops, then they're outta here. "To another school--awesome," says Sam. Dean gives his brother a reassuring pat on the back and sighs. Sam slouches and doesn't respond when he is introduced in his class; Dean, when asked if he wants to tell the class anything about himself, just says, "Not really, sweetheart," to his teacher. Sam slumps to an empty seat; Dean swaggers to his, catching the attention of a pretty blond. Sam tosses his overpacked backpack on his desk and a weapon falls out, making a classmate whisper, "Whoa, that's yours? Awesome!" in admiration. Asked by the teacher where his books are, Dean responds, "Don't need 'em, sugar, not gonna be here long enough, anyway." The rest of the class buzzes, the blond smiles at him. While Sam's teacher assigns a three page essay on their most memorable family experience (worth half their grade), nerdy Barry introduces himself and Dirk begins flicking his fingers painfully over Barry's ear. "Leave him alone," orders Sam. "Shh!" orders Dirk. "I'm going for a record." "I said leave him alone," repeats Sam. "You wanna take his place. . .midget?" demands Dirk. "Yeah, sure," offers Sam, his eyes filled with something dark that gives Dirk something to think about. read less

Young Sam's face morphs into adult Sam, who pushes a custodian's cart down the school hallway. The bell rings, and the same teacher who welcomed Sam to school in 1997 sees his students out of the classroom. (GYM) We see a bunch of balls caught in a net. Coach Dean, dressed in white knee socks, tight red shorts that show off his package (and chosen by Jensen Ackles from a catalog), a white sport shirt that displays his bulging arm muscles and a red sweat band on his head, blows his whistle an... read more Young Sam's face morphs into adult Sam, who pushes a custodian's cart down the school hallway. The bell rings, and the same teacher who welcomed Sam to school in 1997 sees his students out of the classroom. (GYM) We see a bunch of balls caught in a net. Coach Dean, dressed in white knee socks, tight red shorts that show off his package (and chosen by Jensen Ackles from a catalog), a white sport shirt that displays his bulging arm muscles and a red sweat band on his head, blows his whistle and shouts, "Today, you will have the honor of playing one of the greatest games ever invented. . .a game of skill, agility and cunning. . .a game with one simple rule. . .DODGE! He picks up a ball, tosses it into the air, then throws it, hard, at one of the students, doubling the kid over. "Sorry," says Dean, walking away from the kid. "Substitute Coach Roth," says one child, "Miss Boudroux never let us play dodgeball." "Mrs. Bing's in Massachusetts getting married," says Dean, "so we're playing." "It's dangerous!" protests the same boy. "TAKE A LAP!" orders Dean, blowing his whistle for emphasis. The kid takes off. Sam enters, nodding his head at Dean. Dean throws the netted balls into the air. "Go nuts," he says, and walks toward Sam, who asks, "Havin' fun?" "The whistle makes me their god," brags Dean. "Right. . .nice shorts," observes Sam. He's checked the entire school twice-no sulphur. No sulphur, no demon, thus, no case, says Dean. Maybe I was wrong, admits Sam. Dean suggests they hit the road, but after lunch--Sloppy Joe day. Sam observes a kid get hurt and winces. He runs past the. "Good hustle, Colby," praises Dean, "walk it off!" (LOL!) Dean winks; Sam makes a bitchface. (HOME EC) A food processor makes guacamole. A football jock tells a nerd, "Hey! I have to copy your Algebra homework again." "Why?" asks the jock in a creepy tone, turning on the food processor between them. "Because you're a stupid, brain-dead dick?" "I'm gonna shove my fist down your throat, you freak!" threatens the jock. "That fist?" asks the nerd, indicating the other kid's left hand. "Yeah," answers the jock. In a lightning-fast movement, the grinning nerd grabs the jock's left hand and shoves it into the food processor. Blood spurts everywhere as the jock screams in agony. The teacher comes over to wrap the mangled hand in a towel and leads the kid away. Sam enters in time to see the nerd collapse to the floor. He kneels down. "What happened?" asks the kid, confused. As Sam watches, black ichor oozes out of the boy's ear. Now they know! read less

Sam walks along some lockers, checking for ghostly activity. Dean, now wearing red pants and matching red jacket, joins him. He just came from an assembly where they taught the kids that shoving a kid's arm into a Cuisinart is NOT a healthy was of showing anger. (who knew?) Ectoplasm comes from a seriously pissed-off spirit, so this must be ghost possession, rare as it is. "They get angry enough," says Sam, they can take control of a person's body." It appears the ghost is in the building, ... read more Sam walks along some lockers, checking for ghostly activity. Dean, now wearing red pants and matching red jacket, joins him. He just came from an assembly where they taught the kids that shoving a kid's arm into a Cuisinart is NOT a healthy was of showing anger. (who knew?) Ectoplasm comes from a seriously pissed-off spirit, so this must be ghost possession, rare as it is. "They get angry enough," says Sam, they can take control of a person's body." It appears the ghost is in the building, yet there's no EMF. Maybe they could check and find out who it is, if someone died bloody here, Sam suggests. Digging into his pocket for a piece of paper, Dean has already broken into the Principal's office to do research (and learned that three of the cheerleaders are legal, does Sam want to know which ones)? No, says Sam. Dean found out that, in 1998, a kid named Barry Cook committed suicide. Sam quickly takes the paper from Dean. "How did he die?" he asks. "He slit his wrists in the third floor girls' bathroom," says Dean. That's where the girl got swirlied to death, they realize, and this ghost is possessing nerds and going after bullies. "Does that sound like Barry's MO?" asks Dean. "Barry had a hard time," says Sam sadly. (1997) Barry is carrying his books when a passing jock knocks them out of his hands. Everyone laughs except Sam, who immediately kneels and helps Barry pick everything up. "Great school," says Sam sarcastically. "I don't care," says Barry cheerfully, "three years and I'm outta here, goin' to Michigan State--they have the best vet program in the country." "You like animals?" asks Sam. "They're a lot more honest than people," replies Barry. read less

(1997) - In the broom closet, Dean and Amanda enthusiastically make out. He wants to take her to the midnight showing of I SPIT ON YOUR GRAVE--just the two of them with a big bucket of popcorn, extra butter. She has an 11 PM curfew, and if she breaks it, her folks will ground her for a month. "When's your curfew?" she asks, and he says he doesn't have one. "Your parents just let you stay up all night, don't they?" she asks. "Dad's out of town on a job," he says, "it's just me and my brother... read more (1997) - In the broom closet, Dean and Amanda enthusiastically make out. He wants to take her to the midnight showing of I SPIT ON YOUR GRAVE--just the two of them with a big bucket of popcorn, extra butter. She has an 11 PM curfew, and if she breaks it, her folks will ground her for a month. "When's your curfew?" she asks, and he says he doesn't have one. "Your parents just let you stay up all night, don't they?" she asks. "Dad's out of town on a job," he says, "it's just me and my brother." "For how long?" she asks. He goes in for another kiss. "A coupla weeks," he replies. "Seriously?" she asks. "Yeah," he says, "we got a really sweet set-up at the Pines." "The motel?" she asks, shocked. "Mmm-hmm," he says, "HBO, Magic Fingers, free ice, it's great!" "Yeah, I guess," she says uncertainly. "I do whatever I want whenever I want, it's perfect," he says. "Yeah, but. . .don't you miss your dad?" she asks. He just looks at her, unsure of how to answer. In the now open doorway of the closet, Dean and Amanda exchange one last kiss. Dean sees and greets Sam in passing. "That's your brother with Amanda Heckerman?" he asks. "She's cool!" "Yeah, HE thinks so," says Sam. They run into Dirk, who asks Sam if he still wants to take Barry's place. "Get outta here, Barry," advises Sam, putting his hand on Dirk's chest to push him away. Barry says, "I'll get a teacher," and runs off. "Wanna go?" demands Dirk. "I don't wanna fight you," says Sam. "Why not? Chicken?" accuses Dirk. A crowd has gathered around them. "C'mon!" urges Dirk, and punches Sam hard, sending him to the floor. "Get up! Get up! Get up!" Dirk yells, but Sam stays on the floor. Sam, now on his feet, eyes blazing, is all set to retaliate, but Barry has returned with Mr. Wyatt, who orders the boys to stop. The teacher chases after Dirk, leaving Sam breathing heavily, adrenaline running high. (PRESENT) Having found his grave, Sam and Dean salt and burn Barry's bones. "So long, Barry Cook," says Dean. Driving away, the rain pouring down, Dean asks his brother, "You all right?" "Barry was my friend," says Sam, "I just buried his bones." "He's at peace now," Dean assures him. "If Dad had let us stay just a little while longer," says Sam, "maybe I coulda helped the kid, ya know?" "You read the coroner's report, same as me," says Dean, "Barry was on every anti-anxiety and anti-depressant known to man, school was hell for that kid; his parents had split up, he just wanted out. It was tragic, but it's not your fault. To tell you the truth, I'm glad we got out of that town, I hated that school." "It wasn't all bad," says Sam. "How can you say that after what happened to you?" asks Dean. (1997) - School playground - Hearing about what happened between Dirk and Sam, Dean swears, "That kid's dead! I'm gonna rip his lungs out!" Sam insists he doesn't need his brother's help. "That's right, you don't," agrees Dean, "you could have torn him apart, so why didn't you?" "Because I don't want to be the freak for once, Dean!" says Sam. "I want to be normal!" "So takin' a beatin', that's normal," says Dean. Dean heard from John; they have to spend another week, at least, in this school. "At least you have Amanda, she's cool," says Sam. "Dude, she wants me to meet her parents," says Dean, "I don't DO parents." (No, just their daughters, LOL!) We get a view of the entire school, with all the kids in the background and Sam and Dean in the forefront. (LATER) - Mr. Wyatt asks to see Sam after class. "I'll wait for you outside," says Barry. "If this is about the fight, I didn't start it," says Sam. "It's not about the fight," says his teacher, holding up his paper. "You know this assignment was non-fiction, right?" "Yes, Mr. Wyatt," says Sam. "So, you and your family killed a werewolf last summer, huh?" he asks. "Why would you write something like this, Sam?" "Does it matter?" asks Sam. "As soon as my dad gets back, we're leaving, so you can flunk me if you want to." "I'm not flunking you," says Mr. Wyatt, handing the paper back to him, "I'm giving you an A. Now aside from the werewolf, is that really how you describe your family?" "Yeah," answers Sam. "Well, your brother's quite a character," says Mr. Wyatt, "and your father, he seems. . .driven. Anyway, it's good, Sam, really good. Have you ever thought about pursuing writing?" "I can't," says Sam, "I have to go into the family business--my dad's a mechanic, so I have to be a mechanic, too." "Do you want to go into the family business, Sam?" asks his teacher. "No one's ever asked me that before," says Sam, "more than anything, no." Mr. Wyatt comes out from behind his desk to sit on a student desk in front of Sam. "I don't want to overstep my bounds, here," he says, "but you don't have to do anything you don't want to do. I know what it's like--I come from a family of surgeons, and that wasn't me. So I traded in the money and prestige of a doctor for all the glamor you see around you. The point is, there may be three or four big choices that shape someone's life, and YOU need to be the one that makes them, not anyone else. You seem like a great kid, Sam, just live the life you wanna live." (PRESENT) Sitting in the Impala beside his brother, rain splashing on the windshield, Sam remembers the advice Mr. Wyatt told him all those years ago.
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The Impala is parked outside the school. "We came back here so you could talk to a teacher?" asks Dean in disbelief. "He's a good guy," says Sam quietly. "Whatever," says Dean, "go have your Robin Williams, oh, captain my captain moment, just make it quick." Adult Sam entering the hallway morphs into youngSam entering, running his fingers through his hair, which morphs back into adult Sam making the same motion (very cool). A pretty girl asks Sam where she can find room 305. He gives her t... read more The Impala is parked outside the school. "We came back here so you could talk to a teacher?" asks Dean in disbelief. "He's a good guy," says Sam quietly. "Whatever," says Dean, "go have your Robin Williams, oh, captain my captain moment, just make it quick." Adult Sam entering the hallway morphs into youngSam entering, running his fingers through his hair, which morphs back into adult Sam making the same motion (very cool). A pretty girl asks Sam where she can find room 305. He gives her the directions. "Thanks, Sam," she says with a smile. He realizes, too late, how weird it is she knows his name. She stabs him in the chest, says, "You got tall, Winchester," then kicks him in his junk and punches him, doubling him over and sending him crashing to the floor. Ectoplasm spills from her mouth. Sam, on the floor, hastily opens a packet of salt and forces it into her mouth. Sam watches the spirit leave her body and leap up into the ceiling. He hugs the girl tightly. (LATER) The Impala is parked near a bridge. Dean hands Sam a cold bottle of booze to hold between his legs on his bruised testicles. "This'll help," he promises, "that ghost is dead; I'll rip it's lungs out!" Sam stares at him oddly. "You know what I mean," adds Dean. "It knew my real name," says Sam. "We burned Barry's bones, what the hell?" "Maybe it wasn't Barry," suggests Dean, "maybe we missed something, we just gotta go back." Dean looks over a file folder of the kids who have been possessed by the ghost. "No way," he says, "how did we not see this before?" He shows Sam the folder. "Look, Martha Dumptruck, Revenge of the Nerds, and Hello Kitty, they all rode the same bus." "Maybe the bus is haunted," says Sam. "That would explain why there's no EMF at the school," says Dean, "but not the attacks--ghost are attached to the places that they haunt, they can't just bail." "Unless this one can," says Sam--"Dean, there's lore about ghosts possessing people and riding 'em for miles. Whenever they leave the body, they're bungee'd back to their usual haunt, but, till then, the ghosts can go wherever they want." "So," says Dean, "a spook just grabs a kid on the bus and walks right into Truman?" "It's possible," says Sam. "Ghosts getting creative," says Dean, "that's super!" He takes out a bottle of beer. read less

School bus - Sam's EMF meter shows definite activity. Dean bangs on the ceiling with his gun, calling, "Here, ghostie, ghostie, ghostie, come out, come out wherever you are!" Sam doesn't get it--no one died on this bus, and there's no body hidden here. Dean will take a flap of skin, hair, hangnail--something's got to be tying the ghost to this place--they just need to find it. In the glove compartment, Dean finds a new CDL issued to Dirk McGregor, Sr., issued just before the first attack. "... read more School bus - Sam's EMF meter shows definite activity. Dean bangs on the ceiling with his gun, calling, "Here, ghostie, ghostie, ghostie, come out, come out wherever you are!" Sam doesn't get it--no one died on this bus, and there's no body hidden here. Dean will take a flap of skin, hair, hangnail--something's got to be tying the ghost to this place--they just need to find it. In the glove compartment, Dean finds a new CDL issued to Dirk McGregor, Sr., issued just before the first attack. "I knew his son," says Sam. "Did you know everybody at this school?" asks Dean. (1997) Outside, Sam comes across Dirk pushing Barry. "Leave him alone," Sam orders. "You never learn, do you, midget?" asks Dirk. Sam tells Barry to go to the bus and helps him up. He starts to walk away himself, but Dirk pushes him down. "Whatsamatter--scared?" asks Dirk. "Don't worry, I'll go easier on ya this time. C'mon, Loosechester, let's see whatcha got! C'mon, freak! FREAK!" This pulls Sam into it; he gives Dirk a thorough, sound Winchester thrashing that lays him out flat on his back. "You're not tough," mocks Sam, standing over him. "You're just a jerk. Dirk the jerk!" Everyone else standing around begins to chant "DIRK THE JERK! DIRK THE JERK!" Humiliated, the humbled bully walks away. (PRESENT, MCGREGOR HOME) - "You were a friend of Dirk's?" asks Mr. McGregor Sr. "I don't recall Dirk having any friends at Truman. Sit down." "When did Dirk pass?" asks Dean. (oh, God, how sad!) "What happened to him?" asks Sam. "There was first drinking," reveals Dirk's father, "then drugs, then too many drugs. He just slipped through my fingers." Sam looks mournful. "It was my fault," says McGregor, "I should have seen it coming--Dirk, he had his troubles; school was never easy for Dirk. We didn't have much money, you know kids, they can be cruel, they picked on him." "They picked on HIM?" asks Sam. "They called him poor, and dirty and stupid," explains McGregor, "they even had a nickname for him--Dirk the Jerk." Sam looks guilty. "After what happened to his mother," continues McGregor, "Jane, my wife, she died when Dirk was 13, cancer, I was workin' three jobs so it fell to Dirk to take care of her, but he was a great kid, he made sure Jane got her medicine, he helped her, cleaned up after her, you watch somebody slowly die, waste away to nothin', it does things to a person. Horrible things." Dean's face grows sad hearing this tragic story. Sam gazes at photos of Barry on the mantle, one as a baby, another in his school photo, looking like an ordinary, nice kid. "I didn't know about his mother," says Sam. "He wouldn't talk about it," says McGregor, "not even to me. Lotta anger in that boy." "I'm sorry," says Sam, and you sense he's apologizing for many things besides Dirk's untimely death. "We'd really like to pay our respects," says Dean, "can you tell us where he's buried." He was cremated, reports Dirk's father. "All of him?" asks Dean, a weird question, to be sure. "I kept a lock of his hair," reports McGregor. "That's nice," says Dean, and pushes: "where do you keep that?" "On my bus, in my bible," replies McGregor, puzzled. Dean and Sam exchange glances. The school bus, carrying the football team, drives along a curving road. The coach thanks driver "Eddie" for subbing. My pleasure, he replies, ectoplasm running from his nose like a drop of blood. read less

The coach asks Eddie to ease up on the pedal, but the driver assures him, "I've got it all under control." He drives over spikes sticking up in the road, blowing out several of the tires. "What the hell WAS that?" demands Coach, as the bus swerves to a stop. The driver steps out of the bus; Coach asks if everyone is OK. "Dirk!" calls Sam, cocking a rifle. "Winchester!" sneers the possessed driver. "What are ya gonna do, shoot me?" "Don't need to," replies Sam. Dean comes up behind Dirk an... read more The coach asks Eddie to ease up on the pedal, but the driver assures him, "I've got it all under control." He drives over spikes sticking up in the road, blowing out several of the tires. "What the hell WAS that?" demands Coach, as the bus swerves to a stop. The driver steps out of the bus; Coach asks if everyone is OK. "Dirk!" calls Sam, cocking a rifle. "Winchester!" sneers the possessed driver. "What are ya gonna do, shoot me?" "Don't need to," replies Sam. Dean comes up behind Dirk and ties a rope--which Sam explains is soaked in salt water--around the ghost. Then Dean climbs back on the bus and orders everyone to stay where they are and they'll be OK. "Aren't you the PE teacher?" asks Coach. "Not really," says Dean, "more like 21 JUMP STREET--the bus driver sells pot." He searches the glove compartment but can't find the lock of hair. "It's not here!" he reports to Sam. "Where is it?" Sam asks Dirk. "No where you'll ever find it," the ghost sneers. Sam pushes him against the bus, gently. "WHERE IS IT!?" he shouts. "Sam Winchester, still a bully," says Dirk, "you, you jocks, you popular kids, ya always thought you were better than everybody else. To you, I was just Dirk the Jerk, right? Yeah, you evil sons of bitches are gonna get what's comin' to you." "I'm not evil, Dirk," insists Sam, stepping away from him, "I'm not, and neither were you, trust me. I've seen real evil. We were scared, and miserable, we took it out on each other--us and everybody else--that's high school. But you suffered through that but it gets better. I'm just sorry you didn't get a chance to see that. You or Barry." "Not that it's gonna get better for me," says Dirk, not EVER!" He strains against the ropes, breaking them, and comes at Sam, who fires two bullets at him. He falls. Inside the bus, Coach twitches as the ghost takes possession of him and ectoplasm runs from his nostril. One of the football jocks leaps on top of Sam and begins beating the crap out of him, ectoplasm now falling from his nose. "Dean, find the hair!" yells Sam, taking the hard punches without defending himself. Dean briefly searches the bus, to no avail, then has an idea. He runs outside and begins searching the bus driver. After rifling through his pockets, he finally finds the lock of hair in the guy's boot. Sam gets a few more punches before Dean burns the hair, causing Dirk's ghost to go up in flames, too. The husky football player falls flat on top of Sam, pinning him to the ground. "A little help!" begs Sam from underneath the heavy student. "Ugh!" says Dean. "He's givin' ya the full cowgirl!" read less

(1997 - BROOM CLOSET) - Dean makes out with a different girl, a brunette this time. At a knock at the door, Dean calls, "Five more minutes, Jerry!" Amanda opens the door, exposing his infidelity, and Dean hastily says, "Gettysburgh Address, 1863, right?" The other girl quickly leaves the broom closet. Dean lies that he and the other girl are studying for their history test next period. Amanda coldly shakes her head and turns to go. Dean tries to explain that the other girl means nothing to... read more (1997 - BROOM CLOSET) - Dean makes out with a different girl, a brunette this time. At a knock at the door, Dean calls, "Five more minutes, Jerry!" Amanda opens the door, exposing his infidelity, and Dean hastily says, "Gettysburgh Address, 1863, right?" The other girl quickly leaves the broom closet. Dean lies that he and the other girl are studying for their history test next period. Amanda coldly shakes her head and turns to go. Dean tries to explain that the other girl means nothing to him, "Don't go, don't be mad." Amanda turns to him and says, "I'm not mad, Dean. I thought underneath your whole I could give a crap, bad boy thing that there was something more going on. I mean, like the way you are with your brother--but I was wrong. You spend so much time trying to convince people that you're cool, but it's just an act. We both know that you're a sad, lonely little kid. I feel sorry for you, Dean." "You feel sorry for me, huh?" he asks. Amanda walks away from him. "Don't feel sorry for ME. You don't know anything about me. I save lives, I'm a hero! A hero!" Everyone surveys him like they're sorry for him and he's pathetic snd humiliated. "WHAT?" he demands. "WHAT??" Sam walks down the hallway like a king; everyone is slapping his back, slapping five, congratulating him on his victory over Dirk. Sam is joyous, Dean is angry, and we can understand why Sam has far happier memories of Truman High than Dean does. Dean pulls his ringing phone from his pocket. "Dad?" he asks hopefully. "Finally!" The brothers wait outside the school for John to pick them up. "I can't wait to get the hell out of here, this place sucks," says Dean. The Impala pulls up, but we can't see the driver. Sam is reluctant to leave, and Dean impatiently calls him. Sam looks up and sees Barry sadly waving goodbye to him from an upstairs classroom. Sam waves back, a half-smile on his lips, climbs into the backseat of the Impala, and it drives away. Barry looks very depressed. (PRESENT) - Sam enters Mr. Wyatt's classroom. "You probably don't remember me, but my name is Sam Winchester, and I just wanted to thank you," he says. "I was a student here, and you gave me some advice once." "Winchester. . .right," says Mr. Wyatt, holding out his hand, "you wrote that horror story." "Yeah, I did," agrees Sam, "it's kinda been one long horror story." "What do you mean?" asks the teacher. "Nothin'," says Sam. "So what was this advice?" asks Mr. Wyatt, "I might need to plagiarize myself down the line." "You told me I didn't need to go into the family business," says Sam, "you said I should make my own choices." "So you managed to do your own thing then, huh?" asks Wyatt. "For a while," says Sam, "then I think I went to college because of you, but, you know, people grow up. . .responsibilities. . .but still. . .you took an interest in me when no one else did. That matters, so, thank you." "The only thing that really matters," says Mr. Wyatt, "is that you're happy. You happy, Sam?" He doesn't reply.


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In memory of Christopher F. Lima

In memory of Tim Loock

(Two crew members who passed away)