1.08 Bugs

Dean (voiceover): Previously on Supernatural...
All scenes from 1.01 Pilot until otherwise noted.
Childhood home from Lawrence, Kansas, at night.
22 YEARS AGO
Screen goes to black. Flash of light.
Mary: Sammy!
Mary runs up the stairs, and then into Sam's nursery. The picture flashes to black and white.
John gives baby Sam to Dean.
John: Take your brother outside as fast as you can! Go!
John looks back.
THEIR MOTHER MYSTERIOUSLY DIED
From 1.02 Wendigo, Sam, crying, looking down at Jessica's gravestone.
From 1.03 Dead in the Water, Dean turns to face the army toys that Sam has focused on.
NOW TWO BROTHERS...
Dean (voiceover from 1.01 Pilot): Dad's on a hunting trip.
In Sam's bedroom, Sam pulls out his curved knife.
In Sam's apartment, Dean speaks to Sam and Jess.
Dean: And he hasn't been home in a few days.
...ARE ON A QUEST FOR ANSWERS
Sheriff throws John's journal down on the interrogation table in front of Dean.
Dean (voiceover from 1.02 Wendigo): This is Dad's book.
Sheriff is opening the pages to show Dean.
Dean (voiceover from 1.02 Wendigo): I think he wants us to pick up
From 1.07 Hook Man, Sam rolling away from the silver hook crashing through the doorway.
Dean (voiceover from 1.02 Wendigo): where he left off.
From 1.02 Wendigo, Dean talking with Sam.
Dean: -saving people.
From 1.07 Hook Man, Sam grabbing Lori and running for their lives to the front of the church, away from the Hook Man.
Dean (voiceover from 1.02 Wendigo): Hunting
Constance standing in the middle of the road, as Sam drives towards her.
Dean (voiceover from 1.02 Wendigo): things.
Constance standing in the middle of the road, with the Impala driving through her spirit.
Dean (voiceover from 1.02 Wendigo): The family
From 1.05 Bloody Mary, Dean with his back to the camera looking down at a picture of the mirror they need to find, and Sam with a flashlight, scanning around, flashing the light into the camera.
Dean (voiceover from 1.02 Wendigo): business.
Sam talking to Dean outside his apartment.
Sam: You think Mom would've wanted this for us?
Dean talking to Sam outside Sam's apartment.
Dean: I can't do this alone.
From 1.02 Wendigo, Sam, turning to face Dean, both beat up.
Sam: I'm driving.
Impala driving down road in the evening, one headlight out after crashing through Constance's house.
Screen goes to black.

EXT. OASIS PLAINS, OKLAHOMA - DAY
Oasis Plains, Oklahoma
Construction workers are building a luxury home complex. After showing several workers hammering, the scene focuses on two employees from Oklahoma Gas and Power, Travis Weaver and Dustin Burwash.
Travis: Man, these are some phat houses, huh? I'd like to live here.
Dustin: Yeah.
Dustin laughs.
Dustin: Too bad you can't afford it.
Travis: Yeah, you're right. This neighborhood'll be damn expensive when it's done.
Dustin is carefully tracking something he sees on the ground. He reaches down to feel what's happening below ground.
Travis: No, this place is perfect.
He smacks a bug on the side of his neck.
Travis: Ow! Except for the mosquitoes.
Off-screen, he can hear Dustin screaming for help. He turns and sees that Dustin has fallen into a hole in the ground.
Travis: Dustin?
Travis rushes over to the hole.
Dustin: Help me, I'm trapped!
Dustin breathes heavily.
Dustin: I broke my ankle!
Travis: All right, I'll get a rope!
Travis leaves. Inside the hole, Dustin is clutching his bloody ankle, breathing heavily.
Dustin: Ah, ah, Oh damn.
He looks around nervously and sees that there are thousands of beetles inside the walls of the hole. Several of them have landed on his hand, and he frantically brushes them off.
Dustin: Eh, eh, Oh, God.
Outside the hole, Travis runs to a nearby truck and opens it.
Back inside the hole, tons of beetles are beginning to cover Dustin's body. They gather in groups on his clothing and skin. He is breathing quite frantically now. Offscreen, Dustin calls for help.
Dustin: Travis, help!
Travis: Hang on!
Travis gets a rope from the truck.
Inside the hole, Dustin is almost entirely covered in beetles. His breathing is quite frantic.
Dustin: Travis, help!
He continues to scream as beetles crawl inside his ears and nose.
Travis: It's okay, Dustin! It's okay!
Travis runs back to the hole with supplies.
Travis: Dustin? Dustin, I'm here!
He looks into the hole with a flashlight, horrified.
Travis: Oh, God.
Travis gasps. Inside the hole, Dustin is dead. He is bleeding heavily from the ears, nose, and eyes.

EXT. OKLAHOMA BAR - NIGHT
"Rock of Ages" by Def Leppard starts.

Music:

I got something to say - Yeah!

A motorcycle is getting ready to pull away, seen upside down from rainwater. Background noises of a bar is heard.

Music:

Hey It's better to burn out

Motorcycle starts to pull out, driving through the standing water.

Music:

than fade away...

Credit:

Starring JARED PADALECKI

Music:

Oh right!

Sam is leaning on the hood of the car, back against the windshield, reading a newspaper article. It reads: "Local Death a Medical Mystery" 'Accelerated' Mad Cow Disease Suspected in Local Death.

Credit:

JENSEN ACKLES

Music:

Oh! Gonna start a fire

A minute later in the background Dean comes outside from hustling pool.
Background man: Yeah, how ya doin'?

Credit:

Guest Starring ANDREW AIRLIE (Larry Pike)

Dean is laughing as he's walking down the steps.

Credit:

CARRIE GENZEL (Lynda Bloome)

Dean waves a wad of cash in the air as he walks over to the car.
Sam: You know, we could get day jobs once in a while.

Credit:

TYLER JOHNSTON (Matt Pike)

Music:

Rise up gather 'round

Dean is counting the bills.

Music:

Rock this place to the ground

Dean: Hunting's our day job. And the pay is crap.

Music:

Burn it up Let's go for broke Watch the night go up in smoke

Sam: Yeah, but hustling pool? Credit card scams? It's not the most honest thing in the world, Dean.

Music:

Rock on Rock on

Dean: Well, let's see honest.

Credit:

Producer PETER JOHNSON

He holds out one hand.

Music:

Drive me crazier

Dean: Fun and easy.
He holds out the other hand.

Credit:

Supervising Producer PHIL SGRICCIA

Music:

No serenade no fire brigade just the pyromania

Dean gestures that "fun and easy" outweighs "honest".
Dean: It's no contest. Besides, we're good at it.

Credit:

Co-Executive Producer RICHARD HATEM

Dean: It's what we were raised to do.

Music:

Come on What do you want

Sam: Yeah, well, how we were raised was jacked.
Dean goes back to counting bills.

Music:

What do you want

Dean: Yeah, says you. We got a new gig or what?
Sam: Maybe.
Sam stretches up and climbs off the Impala, heading around to show Dean the news article.

Music:

I want rock 'n roll

Sam: Oasis Plains, Oklahoma - not far from here. A gas company employee,

Music:

Long live rock 'n roll

Sam: Dustin Burwash, supposedly died from Creutzfeldt-Jakob.

Music:

Oh let's go, let's strike a light We're gonna blow like dynamite

Dean: Huh?
Sam: Human mad cow disease.

Music:

I don't care if it takes all night Gonna set this town alight

Credit:

Co-Executive Producer JOHN SHIBAN

Dean: Mad cow. Wasn't that on Oprah?
Sam is surprised.
Sam: You watch Oprah?

Music:

What do you want?

Credit:

Co-Executive Producer KIM MANNERS

Music:

What do you want?

A horn honks. Dean, embarrassed, can't think of anything to say. He flicks his eyes up to Sam and down a couple of times, then down to the paper.

Music:

I want rock 'n roll, alright!

Dean: So this guy eats a bad burger. Why is it our kind of thing?

Credit:

Executive Producer McG

Music:

Long live rock 'n roll

Sam: Mad cow disease causes massive brain degeneration. It takes months,

Credit:

Produced by CYRUS YAVNEH

Sam: even years, for the damage to appear. But this guy, Dustin?

Music:

Rock of ages! Rock of ages!

Credit:

Created by ERIC KRIPKE

Sam: Sounds like his brain disintegrated in about an hour. Maybe less.

Music:

Still rollin'

Dean's eyebrows raise.
Dean: Okay, that's weird.

Music:

Keep a-rollin'

Sam: Yeah. Now, it could be a disease. Or it could be somethin' much nastier.

Music:

Rock of ages!

Credit:

Written by RACHEL NAVE & BILL COAKLEY

Dean: All right.

Music:

Rock of ages!

Dean stands up, clapping his hands together.
Dean: Oklahoma.
They walk around to get in the Impala.

Music:

Still rollin'

Dean: Man. Work, work, work.

Music:

Keep a-rollin'

Credit:

Directed by KIM MANNERS

Dean: No time to spend my money.

Music:

We've got the power. We've got the glory

They climb in and get ready to drive off.

EXT. OPEN ROAD - DAY

Music:

Just say you need it and you need it Say yeah!

Impala is driving along beautiful fields, before fading out. Music fades.

CONSTRUCTION SITE

EXT. OKLAHOMA GAS AND POWER COMPANY BUILDING - DAY
Fading in with the Impala driving into a parking spot in front of the Oklahoma Gas and Power Company building. Dean and Sam get out of the car and approach Travis.
Sam: Travis Weaver?
Travis: Yeah, that's right.
Dean glances at Sam, before turning his attention back to Travis.
Dean: Are you the Travis who worked with Uncle Dusty?
Travis: Dustin never mentioned nephews.
Sam ducks his head as if embarrassed.
Dean: Really? Well, he sure mentioned you. He said you were the greatest.
Sam: Yeah.
Travis: (smiling) Oh, he did? Huh.
Dean: Listen, we wanted to ask you... what exactly happened out there?
Travis shrugs and shakes his head.
Travis: I'm not sure. He fell in a sinkhole, I went to the truck to get some rope, and, uh... by the time I got back...
Dean: What did you see?
Travis shakes head again, smiling sadly.
Travis: Nothin'. Just Dustin.
Sam: No wounds or anything?
Travis: Well, he was bleeding... from his eyes and his ears, his nose.
Travis is shaking his head.
Travis: But that's it.
Dean: So you think it could be this whole mad cow thing?
Travis: I don't know. That's what the doctors are sayin'.
Sam: But if it was, he would've acted strange beforehand, like dementia, loss of motor control. You ever notice anything like that?
Travis shakes his head again.
Travis: No. No way. But then again, if it wasn't some disease, what the hell was it?
Dean: That's a good question.
Sam: You know, can you tell us where this happened?
Travis: Yeah.

EXT. CONSTRUCTION SITE - DAY
Dean and Sam drive through the construction area. Sign out front reads "LUXURY HOMES Tulsa County's Finest Residential Community Oasis Plains Estates NOW SELLING" They arrive at the scene of Dustin's death. The sinkhole is surrounded by police tape. They climb out of the car, and head over to the sinkhole.
Dean: Huh. What do you think?
Sam: I don't know. But if that guy, Travis, was right, it happened pretty damn fast.
They duck under the police tape and look into the hole.
Dean: So, what? Some sort of creature chewed on his brain?
Dean turns on his flashlight to see better. Scene showing roots and dirt, but not much else.
Sam: No, there'd be an entry wound. Sounds like this thing worked from the inside.
Dean: Huh. Looks like there's only room for one.
Dean turns his flashlight off, turning away from the hole. Inhales.
Dean: You wanna flip a coin?
They step back from the sinkhole, as Dean heads away from hole.
Sam: Dean, we have no idea what's down there.
Dean picks up a nearby coil of rope, and heads back toward hole.
Dean: All right, I'll go if you're scared. You scared?
Sam: Flip the damn coin.
Dean chuckles and takes a coin out of his pocket.
Dean: All right, call it in the air... chicken.
He flips the coin, and Sam catches it in midair.
Sam: I'm going.
Dean: I said I'd go.
Sam reaches down to grab the rope.
Sam: I'm going.
Dean: All right.
Sam begins tying the rope around his waist.
Sam: Don't drop me.
Dean starts to tie the other end around himself to anchor Sam. Scene fades out.

EXT. IMPALA - DAY
Scene fades in. Dean is driving the Impala through the construction site.

INT. IMPALA - DAY
Sam is examining a dead beetle in his hand.
Dean: So you found some beetles. In a hole, in the ground. That's shocking, Sam.
Sam: There were no tunnels, no tracks. No evidence of any other kind of creature down there. You know, some beetles do eat meat. Now, it's usually dead meat, but-
Dean: How many did you find down there?
Sam: Ten.
Dean: It'd take a whole lot more than that to eat out some dude's brain.
Sam: Well, maybe there were more.
Dean: I don't know, it sounds like a stretch to me.
Sam: Well, we need more information on the area, the neighborhood. Whether something like this has ever happened before.
As they drive through town, they pass a sign for an open house, decorated with red balloons. Sign reads: LUXURY HOMES Oasis Plains Estates - OPEN. It had a red arrow at the bottom to show the way.
Sam: What?
Dean: I know a good place to start.
Another sign reads, "LUXURY HOMES Oasis Plains Estates - Models Open. New Buyers' BBQ Today!"
Dean: I'm kinda hungry for a little barbeque, how 'bout you?
Sam gives him a bitchface.
Dean: What, we can't talk to the locals?
Sam: And the free food's got nothin' to do with it?
Dean: Of course not. I'm a professional.
Sam: Right.
Dean looks back, trying to find a parking spot.

BARBEQUE

EXT. COMMUNITY - DAY
There are red balloons tied to signs to show where the BBQ is. Sounds of people murmuring at the party in the background. There are other people heading towards the open house as well. They pull over to park and get out of the car. They begin walking down the street to the open house.
Dean: Growin' up in a place like this would freak me out.
Sam: Why?
Dean: Well, manicured lawns, "How was your day, honey?" I'd blow my brains out.
Sam: There's nothing wrong with "normal".
They pass another sign with blue, red, and white balloons tied to it. They turn up the driveway to approach the house.
Dean: I'd take our family over normal any day.
Dean glances down at the next sign.

INT. PIKE HOUSE - DAY
They knock on the door. The homeowner, Larry Pike, answers.
Larry: Welcome.
Dean: This the barbeque?
Larry: Yeah, not the best weather,
Everybody turns to look up at the cloudy sky, before continuing the conversation.
Larry: but... I'm Larry Pike, the developer here. And you are... ?
Dean: Dean. This is Sam.
They shake hands.
Larry: Sam, Dean, good to meet you. So, you two are interested in Oasis Plains?
Dean: Yes, sir.
Larry: Let me just say - we accept homeowners of any race, religion, color, or... sexual orientation.
Sam and Dean realize what he is trying to say. Sam's eyebrows go up and he chuckles.
Dean: We're brothers.
Dean points with his thumb to himself and Sam. Larry seems slightly embarrassed.
Sam: Our father is getting on in years, and we're just lookin' for a place for him.
Larry: Great, great. Well, seniors are welcome, too. Come on in.
First Dean, then Sam, step inside the house.

EXT. PIKE BACKYARD PATIO - DAY
Larry takes them outside to the backyard. There are lots of people walking around, chatting and eating.
"I Got More Bills Than I Got Pay" by Sonny Ellis is playing in the background.
Sam: You said you were the developer?
As Larry gives his pitch, he's walking backwards towards the middle of the yard.
Larry: Eighteen months ago, I was walking this valley with my survey team. There was nothing here but scrub brush and squirrels. And you know what? We built such a nice place to live that I actually bought into it myself. This is our house. We're the first family in Oasis Plains.
Larry gestures to his house, then looks back over his shoulder to pull a blonde woman over to join them.
Larry: This is my wife, Joanie.
Joanie: Hi there.
She nods to them both.
Dean: Hi.
They shake hands.
Joanie: Hi, nice to meet you.
Larry: Sam and Dean.
Sam shakes Joanie's hand.
Sam: Sam.
Joanie: Pleasure.
Larry: Tell them how much you love the place, honey. And lie if you have to because I need to sell some houses.
Joanie: Right.
They laugh.
Larry: Boys, will you excuse me?
He leaves.
Joanie: Don't let his salesman routine scare you. This really is a great place to live.
A very energetic woman, Lynda Bloome, approaches them. Her black hair is pulled back in a tight bun.
Lynda: Hi, I'm Lynda Bloome, head of sales.
Joanie: And Lynda was second to move in. She's a very noisy neighbor, though.
Joanie leaves. Lynda forcibly laughs.
Lynda: She's kidding, of course. I take it you two are interested in becoming homeowners.
Dean: Well...
Dean tilts his head, as the boys look at each other, then address Lynda.
Sam: Y-yeah, well...
Lynda: Well, let me just say that we accept homeowners of any race, religion, color, or... sexual orientation.
Dean smiles sarcastically and chuckles.
Dean: Right. Um... I'm gonna go talk to Larry.
Dean nods.
Dean: (to Sam) Okay, honey?
He walks away, smacking Sam on his ass. Sam and Lynda share an awkward silence, before Lynda gives him a tight smile and Sam smiles tightly back to her.

INT. PIKE RESIDENCE - DAY
Inside the house, Larry and Dean come downstairs, finishing a tour.
Larry: You've got three choices - carpet, hardwood, and tile.
Dean notices a jar full of bugs on a nearby table.
Dean: Whoa. Someone likes bugs.
Larry: My son - he's into insects.
Dean nods politely.
Larry: He's very... inquisitive.
Dean: Hm.
Close up of the jar of squirmy grasshoppers.
Lynda: (voiceover from outside) Who can say "no" to a steam shower?

EXT. PIKE BACKYARD PATIO - EVENING
Outside, Lynda is still talking to Sam. She is resting her hand on a table.
Lynda: I use mine everyday.
Sam: (uninterested) Sounds great.
While Lynda continues talking, Sam notices a tarantula crawling towards her hand on the table. A few feet away, Larry's son, Matt, is watching excitedly through the crowd.
Lynda: You also have three different whirlpool tubs to choose from. The hardware from the tubs include nickel, brass, and, when you see the kitchen, you can choose from...
Sam: Excuse me.
Lynda: Ah, ok.
He pushes a confused Lynda out of the way and she leaves. Sam carefully picks up the spider, and brings it over to Matt.
Sam: Is this yours?
Matt carefully takes the tarantula from Sam. As they continue talking, the tarantula crawls over Matt's fingers.
Matt: You gonna tell my dad?
Sam: I don't know. Who's your dad?
Matt scoffs. "Poke in tha Butt" by Bernie Marsden starts playing in the background.
Matt: Yeah, Larry usually skips me in the family introductions.
Sam: Ouch. First name basis with the old man - sounds pretty grim.
Matt: Well, I'm not exactly brochure material.
Sam: Well, hang in there. It gets better, all right? I promise.
Matt: When?
Larry: Matthew.
They turn to see Larry and Dean walking towards them. Larry stops next to Matt, facing Sam.
Larry: I am so sorry about my son and his... pet.
Sam: It's no bother.
Larry: Excuse us.
Larry walks away with Matt. Sam scoffs. Dean joins Sam, glancing back towards Larry and Matt.
Sam: Remind you of somebody?
Dean looks over at Larry, who is yelling at Matt. Matt is shrugging, talking deferential to his father. Dean looks back at Sam, confused.
Sam: Dad?
Dean glances back at Larry and Matt, before focusing on Sam.
Dean: Dad never treated us like that.
Sam gives a scoff.
Sam: Well, Dad never treated you like that. You were perfect. He was all over my case.
Dean shakes his head, as if clearing it.
Sam: You don't remember?
Dean: Well, maybe he had to raise his voice, but sometimes, you were out of line.
Sam scoffs.
Sam: Right. Right, like when I said I'd rather play soccer than learn bowhunting.
Dean: Bowhunting's an important skill.
Sam rolls his eyes.
Sam: Whatever. How was your tour?
Dean: Oh, it was excellent. I'm ready to buy.
Dean grins. Sam scoffs.
Dean: So you might be onto somethin'.
Music stops.
Dean: Looks like Dustin Burwash wasn't the first strange death around here.
Sam: What happened?
Dean: About a year ago, before they broke ground, one of Larry's surveyors dropped dead while on the job. Get this: a severe allergic reaction to bee stings.
Sam: More bugs.
Dean: More bugs.
Dean nods. Sam looks around. Sound on the Impala's engine roaring through.

INT. IMPALA - NIGHT
While Sam drives through the neighborhood, Dean looks through their father's journal.
Dean: You know, I've heard of killer bees, but killer beetles? What is it that could make different bugs attack?
Sam inhales.
Sam: Well, hauntings sometimes include bug manifestations.
Dean: Yeah, but I didn't see any evidence of ghost activity.
Sam: Yeah, me neither.
Dean: Maybe they're being controlled somehow. You know, by something or someone.
Sam: You mean, like Willard?
Sam glances over at Dean.
Dean: Yeah, bugs instead of rats.
Sam: There are cases of psychic connections between people and animals - elementals, telepaths.
Dean: Yeah, that whole Timmy-Lassie thing.
He thinks for a second and realizes something. Dean turns to Sam for emphasis.
Dean: Larry's kid - he's got bugs for pets.
Sam looks over at Dean.
Sam: Matt?
Dean: Yeah.
Sam goes back to driving, thinking that over for a second.
Sam: He did try to scare the realtor with a tarantula.
Dean: You think he's our Willard?
Sam: I don't know. Anything's possible, I guess.
Dean: Ooh, hey. Pull over here.
Dean points. Sam pulls into the empty driveway of one of the Oasis Plains homes.
Sam: What are we doing here?
Dean climbs out of the car, heading to the garage door.
Dean: It's too late to talk to anybody else.
Dean reaches down and pulls up the garage door. Sam calls to him from the open car window.
Sam: We're gonna squat in an empty house?
Dean: I wanna try the steam shower. Come on.
Dean motions for Sam to drive into the garage. Sam gives Dean a bitchface. Dean gets impatient.
Dean: Come on!
Reluctantly, Sam pulls the car into the garage, smacking Dean in the stomach as he drives by, and Dean closes it.

EXT. BLOOME RESIDENCE - NIGHT
Camera pans from across the road, up the driveway behind the car, towards the house.

INT. BLOOME BEDROOM - NIGHT
Lynda Bloome enters her bedroom, tossing her jacket and turning on the light. She turns on the television with a remote and takes her hair out of the bun, giving her head a slight shake. She walks over to the end of the bed and sits down to watch TV.
Woman on TV: Atoka Valley County began mandatory insecticide spraying across a wide swath of the district today. Authorities say the decision to spray was made because of several recent cases of West Nile virus, coupled with a dramatic increase in the mosquito population of some areas.
As she is watching the news, a large spider crawls out of Lynda's hair and onto her face. She gasps and swipes it away.
Woman on TV: Although some residents cite concerns about the high levels of pesticide being used-
Lynda turns off the television, upset. She stands up, heading for her bathroom.

INT. BLOOME BATHROOM - NIGHT
A few moments later, Lynda is in the shower. The camera pans from the doorway of the bathroom towards the steamy shower door, behind which Lynda is washing her hair, and comes closer. The camera angle changes, now in the shower facing Lynda and the showerhead. A very big spider crawls out from behind the shower head. In a matter of seconds, hundreds of enormous spiders begin crawling out from behind the shower head, spreading over the tiles. Lynda hears a noise, turns around, opens her eyes, sees the spiders and screams. The spiders are still pouring out from around the shower head, so she screams several times before she tries to escape. Slipping on the floor of the shower, she breaks through the glass of the shower doors. Glass shards hit the floor of the running shower, as well as blood. She is still screaming. The camera angle changes, backing up from the shattered shower door. There is a trail of shattered glass, water, and blood, with a towel on the ground, before the camera pans over to her naked body. Lynda is lying there, dead, as several smaller spiders run across her face and upper body.
Screen goes to black.

INT. OASIS PLAINS HOME - MORNING
Sam walks the length of a hallway and approaches the bathroom door, where the shower can be heard running. He bangs on the door.
Sam: You ever comin' out of there?
Dean is calling through the closed bathroom door.
Dean: What?
Sam: Dean, a police call came in on the scanner.
Dean: Hold on.
Sam: Someone was found dead three blocks from here. Come on.
The bathroom door opens. Dean is standing there, in the steam-filled room, with a towel on his head.
Dean: This shower is awesome.
Sam: Come on.
Sam turns and walks away, as Dean closes the door.

EXT. BLOOME RESIDENCE - DAY
It is raining. Lynda's body is being carried out in a body bag on a stretcher. Two coroners wheels the stretcher down the driveway and stops behind the medical examiner's station wagon. The Impala drives around the corner. Sam and Dean pull up behind the police car, park, and get out of the car. They open umbrellas, before they approach Larry, who is finishing talking to someone on the phone.
Larry: Look, I don't know anything more right now. I'll - I'll have to call you back. Alright.
Larry closes his cell phone, and tucks it away in a pocket.
Larry: Hello. You're, uh, back early.
Dean: Yeah, uh, we just drove in, wanted to take another look at the neighborhood.
Sam: What's goin' on?
Larry looks uncomfortable, glancing down before looking back up at the boys.
Larry: You guys met, uh...
Larry turns to look back over his shoulder, where the coroners are loading Lynda's body into the car, before facing the boys again.
Larry: Lynda Bloome at the barbeque?
Sam: The realtor.
Larry: Well, she, uh... passed away last night.
The boys are shocked.
Dean: What happened?
Larry gives a small shrug.
Larry: I'm still tryin' to find out. Identified the body for the police. Look, I-I'm sorry, this isn't a good time now.
Sam: It's okay.
Larry: Excuse me.
He leaves them. Dean glances around before he looks up at Sam.
Dean: You know what we have to do, right?
Sam: Yeah. Get in that house.
Dean: See if we got a bug problem.

EXT. BLOOME RESIDENCE - DAY
A siren is heard, as the police car with its lights flashing starts to pull away. The lights stop flashing, but the siren is getting louder as the car passes the camera. The camera stops at the back fence of Lynda's house. Dean jumps up on the fence, then Sam, climbing up the side of the house.

INT. BLOOME BEDROOM/BATHROOM - DAY
Dean is shown climbing through Lynda's bedroom window, before the camera spins around from the mirror to the window itself. Sam finishes climbing through the window, before closing it. The outline of her dead body is drawn on the carpet.
Dean: This looks like the place.
They walk over towards the bathroom, following the blood and glass trail. Dean picks up a towel, and drops it when he sees it is covered in dead spiders.
Dean: Spiders. From Spider Boy?
Sam: Matt ... maybe.
Dean looks around, worried.

EXT. ROAD - DAY
Large construction vehicle working. The Impala drives past it, before pulling up at the curb. Dean turns the engine off, as they watch the school bus. Across the street, Matt gets off a school bus and begins walking.
Dean: Isn't his house that way?
He points in the opposite direction.
Sam: Yup.
The school bus pulls past the parked Impala.
Dean: So where's he goin'?
Matt enters the woods. They get out of the car and begin following Matt.

WOODS

EXT. WOODS - DAY
Matt is examining a preying mantis crawling up a branch, before he picks it up on his hand. Sam and Dean walk up.
Sam: Hey, Matt.
Matt turns to face the brothers.
Sam: Remember me?
Matt: What are you doin' out here?
Dean: Well, we wanna talk to you.
Matt: You're not here to buy a house, are you?
A scoff is heard. Dean makes a face.
Matt: W-wait. You're not serial killers?
Sam and Dean scoff. Dean shakes his head.
Sam: No, no. No, I think you're safe.
Dean: So, Matt... you sure know a lot about insects.
Matt: So?
Dean: Did you hear what happened to Lynda, the realtor?
Matt gives a sad nod.
Matt: I heard she died this morning.
Dean: Mm, that's right. Spider bites.
Sam: Matt... you tried to scare her with a spider.
Matt: Wait. You think I had something to do with that?
Dean: You tell us.
Matt: That tarantula was a joke. Anyway, that wouldn't explain the bee attack or the gas company guy.
Sam: You know about those?
Matt: There is somethin' going on here.
Sam looks back at Dean, who gives him a look back.
Matt: I don't know what... but something's happening with the insects. Let me show you something.
He picks up his backpack and begins walking with them to another area. Sam follows Matt. Dean follows Sam.

EXT. WOODS - DAY
Sam: So, if you knew about all this bug stuff, why not tell your dad? Maybe he could clear everybody out.
Matt: Believe me, I've tried. But, uh, Larry doesn't listen to me.
Sam: Why not?
Matt: Mostly? He's too disappointed in his freak son.
Sam scoffs.
Sam: I hear you.
Dean gives Sam a look.
Dean: You do?
Sam turns and gives him a look.
Sam: Matt, how old are you?
Matt: Sixteen.
Sam: Well, don't sweat it, 'cause in two years, something great's gonna happen.
Matt: What?
Sam: College. You'll be able to get out of that house and away from your dad.
Dean: What kind of advice is that? Kid should stick with his family.
Sam rolls his eyes, sighs, and gives Dean the bitchface. They all stop walking. Sam then faces Matt again.
Sam: How much further, Matt?
Matt: We're close.
Matt starts walking again. Sam gives Dean the bitchface one more time before he continues walking. Dean then follows.

EXT. WOODS - DAY
A few moments later, they reach a large clearing. The sounds of hundreds of different insects can be heard among the trees.
Matt: I've been keeping track of insect populations. It's, um, part of an AP science class.
Dean glances at Sam.
Dean: You two are like peas in a pod.
Sam starts to look at Dean, but ignores him.
Sam: What's been happening?
Matt: A-A lot. I mean, from bees to earthworms, uh.. beetles... you name it. It's, like they're congregating here.
Dean: Why?
Matt: I don't know.
Matt shrugs. More insects heard. Sam notices something.
Sam: What's that?
Sam points to a dark patch of grass a few feet away. He looks at Matt, but he is unsure. Sam looks back at Dean, and he's surprised. Curious, Dean starts to walk over to it, with Sam and Matt following, and discover hundreds of worms. Dean steps on some of them, and they fall into the ground, creating a hole as he takes his foot off. After exchanging a baffled look with Sam, Dean crouches down and uses a stick to poke around in the hole. There is a tapping of something being struck. He looks back at Sam.
Dean: There's somethin' down there.
He puts the stick down and puts his hand into the hole.
Dean: Oh now, come on.
With a disgusted expression, he feels something inside the hole. He brings his hand back up, and the three boys look horrified. Covered in dirt and worms, is a human skull. Dean looks back at Sam.
Screen goes to black.

EXT. DEPARTMENT OF ANTHROPOLOGY - AFTERNOON
"Medusa" by Bob Reynolds starts. The Impala drives into the local university, and then turns a corner. A girl crosses the road in front of them, which Dean follows with his eyes until she's out of sight. Sam pulls over and turn off the engine. Music stops. They get out of the car. Sam takes off his jacket to cover the box of bones before he takes it out from the backseat. Together they head towards the building.
Sam: So, a bunch of skeletons in an unmarked grave.
Dean: Yeah. Maybe this is a haunting.
Dean glances at Sam for confirmation of his theory.
Dean: Pissed off spirits? Some unfinished business?
Sam: Yeah, maybe. Question is, why bugs? And why now?
Dean: Yeah, that's two questions.
Sam gives Dean another bitchface and ignores him.
Dean: Yeah, so with that kid back there... why'd you tell him to just ditch his family like that?
Dean looks over at Sam, to judge his response.
Sam: Just, uh... I know what the kid's goin' through.
Dean: How 'bout tellin' him to respect his old man, how's that for advice?
Sam smirks. He stops walking, facing Dean.
Sam: Dean, come on.
Dean stops walking, turning to face Sam.
Sam: This isn't about his old man. You think I didn't respect Dad. That's what this is about.
Dean gives Sam a look, before turning to walk on.
Dean: Just forget it, all right? Sorry I brought it up.
Sam: I respected him.
Sam didn't follow Dean, so Dean stops and turns back to face Sam again.
Sam: But no matter what I did, it was never good enough.
Dean: So what are you sayin'? That Dad was disappointed in you?
Sam: Was?
Sam gives an unamused chuckle.
Sam: Is. Always has been.
Dean shakes his head in bewilderment.
Dean: Why would you think that?
Sam: Because I didn't wanna bowhunt - or hustle pool, because I wanted to go to school and live my life, which, to our whacked-out family, made me the freak.
Dean: Yeah, you were kind of like the blonde chick in The Munsters.
Sam: Dean, you know what most dads are when their kids score a full ride? Proud. Most dads don't toss their kids out of the house.
Dean sniffs, nodding.
Dean: I remember that fight. In fact, I seem to recall a few choice phrases comin' out of your mouth.
Sam gazes into the distance, shaking his head, before focusing back on Dean.
Sam: You know, truth is, when we finally do find Dad...
Sam is shaking his head.
Sam: I don't know if he's even gonna wanna see me.
Sam gives Dean a tight smile.
Dean: Sam, Dad was never disappointed in you.
Dean waits a beat.
Dean: Never.
Sam doesn't believe Dean.
Dean: He was scared.
Sam: What are you talkin' about?
Dean: He was afraid of what could've happened to you if he wasn't around.
Sam looks away again.
Dean: But even when you two weren't talkin'...
Sam reluctantly looks back at Dean again.
Dean: he used to swing by Stanford whenever he could.
Sam's smirk fades.
Dean: Keep an eye on you. Make sure you were safe.
Sam: What?
Dean: Yeah.
Dean nods sadly.
Sam: Why didn't you tell me any of that?
Dean inhales.
Dean: Well, it's a two-way street, dude. You could've picked up the phone.
Sam stares at him sadly.
Dean: Come on, we're gonna be late for our appointment.
Dean turns and walks toward the building again. After a moment, Sam follows. Other students are walking around. The camera pans to the sign at the side: Department of Anthropology.
Professor: (voiceover) So, you two are students?

INT. COLLEGE CLASSROOM - EVENING
The professor is carrying the box of bones in a lecture hall, limping, leaning on his cane as he heads for the lectern. Sam and Dean were sitting down, waiting on the professor. When he comes to the lectern, the boys stand up and head down to join him.
Sam: Yeah.
Sam looks over at Dean, who returns the look, before they both turn to face the professor.
Sam: Yeah, uh, we're in your class - Anthro 101?
Professor: Oh, yeah.
Dean: So, what about the bones, Professor?
Professor: This is quite an interesting find you've made. I'd say they're... 170 years old, give or take.
Dean blows out air in surprise.
Professor: The time frame and the geography heavily suggest Native American.
Sam: Were there any tribes or... reservations on that land?
Professor: Not according to the historical record. But the, uh, relocation of native peoples was quite common at that time.
Sam: Right.
Dean looks at Sam, who looks back at Dean. Then Sam focuses back on the professor.
Sam: Well, are there any local legends? Oral histories about the area?
Professor: Well...
He rubs his chin in thought.
Professor: you know, there's a Euchee tribe in Sapulpa. It's about sixty miles from here.
Sam looks back at Dean.
Professor: Someone out there might know the truth.
They share a look, before Dean responds to the professor.
Dean: All right.

SAPULPA

EXT. ROAD THROUGH SAPULPA - DAY
Indian music plays. A dog is going through some garbage, looking for food. The Impala is driving through Sapulpa. They stop and Dean asks a Native American man for directions. Once he directs them where to go, they thank him and start to drive away.

EXT. SAPULPA - DAY
The Impala drives slowly through the run-down town.

INT. OKLAHOMA DINER - DAY
A Native American man is playing cards at a table. Dean and Sam walk up to the diner and enter. After glancing around, Dean sees the older man and nudges his brother before heading over to the booth. Sam follows Dean.
Sam: Joe White Tree?
The man nods.
Sam: We'd like to ask you a few questions, if that's all right.
Dean: We're students from the university.
Joe: No, you're not. You're lying.
Dean seems taken aback. He shares a look with Sam.
Dean: Well, um, the truth is -
Joe: You know who starts sentence with "truth is"? Liars.
Dean exchanges a look with Sam. Sam inhales, and plunges in.
Sam: Have you heard of Oasis Plains? It's a housing development near the Atoka Valley.
Silence as Joe looks at Dean.
Joe: I like him. He's not a liar.
Dean looks upset. Joe focuses on Sam now.
Joe: I know the area.
Sam: What can you tell us about the history there?
Joe: Why do you wanna know?
Sam: Something...
Sam sighs.
Sam: something bad is happening in Oasis Plains. We think it might have something to do with some old bones we found down there - Native American bones.
Joe sighs heavily, before nodding sadly.
Joe: I'll tell you what my grandfather told me; what his grandfather told him. Two hundred years ago, a band of my ancestors lived in that valley. One day, the American cavalry came to relocate them.
Dean gives a look to Sam, who slightly acknowledges it, before turning his attention back to Joe.
Joe: They were resistant, the cavalry impatient. As my grandfather put it, on the night the moon and the sun share the sky as equals, the cavalry first raided our village. They murdered, raped. The next day, the cavalry came again, and the next, and the next.
The boys are looking sickened.
Joe: And on the sixth night, the cavalry came one last time. And by the time the sun rose, every man, woman, and child still in the village was dead.
Dean gives Sam a hard, knowing look.
Joe: They say on the sixth night, as the chief of the village lay dying, he whispered to the heavens that no white man would ever tarnish this land again. Nature would rise up and protect the valley. And it would bring as many days of misery and death to the white man as the cavalry had brought upon his people.
Dean: Insects. (to Sam) Sounds like nature to me.
Sam gives a look to Dean. Dean turns back to Joe.
Dean: Six days.
Joe: And on the night of the sixth day, none would survive.
Dean looks at Sam.

EXT. OKLAHOMA DINER - DAY
Sam and Dean are walking back to the Impala.
Sam: When did the gas company man die?
Dean: Uh, let's see, we got here Tuesday, so, Friday the twentieth.
Sam: March twentieth?
Dean nods.
Sam: That's the spring equinox.
Sam looks at Dean.
Dean: The night the sun and the moon share the sky as equals.
Sam scoffs, looking ahead again.
Sam: So, every year about this time, anybody in Oasis Plains is in danger. Larry built this neighborhood on cursed land.
Dean: And on the sixth night - that's tonight.
The boys look at each other, before moving faster back to the Impala.
Sam: If we don't do something, Larry's family will be dead by sunrise. So how do we break the curse?
They pause to look at each other over the top of the Impala.
Dean: You don't break a curse. You get out of its way. We've gotta get those people out now.
They get in the car and speed away.

EXT. PIKE RESIDENCE BACKYARD - NIGHT
Matt is in the backyard with his backpack. There are insect noises. He pulls out a flashlight and drops his backpack on the ground, before turning the flashlight on. He hears a noise coming from the ground. He crouches down by a hole in the ground and rubs at the dirt. Suddenly, tons of cockroaches come crawling out from a hole and some over his hand. Matt jumps back, shaking his hand off. He watches the bugs, several types now, come scrambling out of the same hole. Matt steps back, collects his backpack, and heads inside.
Screen goes to black.

EXT. IMPALA - NIGHT
The Impala is racing through the foggy back roads to get back to Oasis Plains. The Impala's engines roar past.

INT. IMPALA - NIGHT and PIKE KITCHEN - NIGHT, alternating
Dean is driving while talking on the phone with Larry.
Dean: Yes, Mr. Pike, there's a mainline gas leak in your neighborhood.
Larry: God, really? And how big?
Dean: Well, it's fairly extensive. I don't want to alarm you, but we need your family out of the vicinity for at least twelve hours or so, just to be safe.
Larry: And who is this again?
Dean: Travis Weaver. I work for, oh, Oklahoma Gas and Power.
Larry: Uh-huh. Well, the problem is, I know Travis. He's worked with us for a year, so who is this?
Dean: Uh...
Frustrated, he hangs up.
Sam: Give me the phone.
He takes the phone from Dean, gives a frustrated sigh himself, and dials a number.

INT. MATT'S BEDROOM - NIGHT and IMPALA - NIGHT, alternating
At the Pike residence, after three rings Matt answers his cell phone.
Matt: Hello?
Sam: Matt, it's Sam.
Matt is panicked.
Matt: Sam, my backyard is crawling with cockroaches.
Sam: Matt, just listen. You have to get your family out of that house right now, okay?
Matt: What, why?
Sam sighs, glancing at Dean.
Sam: Because something's coming.
Matt: More bugs.
Sam: Yeah, a lot more.
Matt: My dad doesn't listen in the best of circumstances, what am I supposed to tell him?
Sam: You've gotta make him listen, okay?
Dean: Give me the phone. Give me the phone!
He grabs the phone from Sam.
Dean: Matt, under no circumstances are you to tell the truth, they'll just think you're nuts.
Matt: But he's my-
Matt takes a panicked breath.
Dean: Tell him you have a sharp pain in your right side and you've gotta go to the hospital, okay?
Matt: Yeah. Yeah, okay.
Matt is calmer. He hangs up, and so does Dean.
Dean: Make him listen. What are you thinkin'?
Scene fades from inside Impala.

EXT. PIKE RESIDENCE - NIGHT
Scene fades in. The Impala's engine is purring as it pulls up outside Larry's house and stops. They see the car in the driveway, and the house is lit up. The boys exchange looks.
Dean: Damn it, they're still here. Come on.
Dean turns off the motor, pulls the parking brake. They get out of the car, heading towards the house.
Larry looks out the window after hearing their car drive up, and seeing their car, has a grim smile on. A bug gets zapped by the blue electronic insect killer. Larry goes outside, followed closely by Matt.
Larry: Get off my property before I call the cops.
Sam: Mr. Pike, listen.
Matt: Dad,
Larry turns to face his son.
Matt: they're just tryin' to help.
Larry: Get in the house!
Larry turns back to Sam and Dean. Matt looks over to the boys as well.
Matt: I'm sorry. I told him the truth.
Dean: We had a plan, Matt, what happened to the plan?
Sam inhales.
Sam: Look, it's 12:00 AM. They are coming any minute now. You need to get your family and go, before it's too late.
Larry: Yeah, you mean before the biblical swarm.
Dean: Larry, what do you think really happened to that realtor? Huh? And the gas company guy? You don't think somethin' weird's goin' on around here?
Larry: Look, I don't know who you are, but you're crazy. You come near my boy or my family again, and we're gonna have a problem.
Dean: Well, I hate to be a downer, but we've got a problem right now.
Matt: Dad, they're right. Okay? We're in danger.
Larry turns to yell louder at Matt.
Larry: Matt, get inside!!
Matt: No!!
Larry: Now!!
Matt: Why won't you listen to me?!
Larry: Because this is crazy! It doesn't make any sense!
Larry turns back to face off against Sam and Dean again.
Sam: Look, this land is cursed! People have died here. Now, are you gonna really take that risk with your family?
Dean: Wait.
They all go silent. From somewhere nearby, a very loud buzzing noise can be heard.
Dean: You hear it?
It continues to get louder.
Larry: What the hell?
The blue electronic insect killer on the porch begins to overheat, constantly killing several bugs at a time.
Dean: All right, it's time to go. Larry, get your wife.
Matt is looking up into the sky.
Matt: Guys?
Larry knocks against Matt heading inside, before turning to look up into the sky as well. A look of horror crosses their faces. Millions of bugs begin flying towards the house, blanketing the sky.
Larry: Oh my God.
Sam: We'll never make it.
Sam and Dean are watching this horde of insects with horror. Dean snaps to a decision.
Dean: Everybody in the house. Everybody in the house, go!
The blue electronic insect killer is snapping sparks out as the bugs are getting killed.

BUGS

INT. PIKE RESIDENCE - NIGHT
Larry, Matt, Sam and Dean rush inside the house and lock the door.
Sam: Okay, is there anybody else in the neighborhood?
Larry: No, it's just us.
Joanie enters.
Joanie: Honey, what's happening?
There is a drone of insects heard outside.
Joanie: What's that noise?
Larry: Call 911.
She doesn't move.
Larry: Joanie!
Joanie snaps out of it, heading towards the phone.
Joanie: Okay.
Dean heads towards Larry.
Dean: I need towels.
Larry: Uh, in the closet.
Dean and Larry head off. Sam grabs Matt.
Sam: Okay, we've gotta lock this place up, come on - doors, windows, fireplace, everything, okay?
Joanie picks up the phone and dials. Sam and Matt run upstairs.
Joanie: Phones are dead.
Dean is coming back with a towel.
Dean: They must have chewed through the phone lines.
Dean is putting the towel at the base of the front door when the power flashes and goes out.
Dean: And the power lines.
Larry: I need my cell.
He races over picks up his cell phone. He shakes his head.
Larry: No signal.
Dean: You won't get one.
Clacking is heard as millions of bugs begin collecting on the doors and windows, covering the entire building.
Dean: They're blanketing the house.
The five of them watch in the dark, waiting to see what else will happen. Joanie stands with Matt, her arms around him. Sam looks worriedly over at Dean. Dean is watching the window.
Larry: So what do we do now?
Sam: We try to outlast it.
Dean heads towards the kitchen. Sam glances at Dean's retreating back, before watching the window again.
Sam: Hopefully, the curse will end at sunrise.
Larry: Hopefully?
The bugs are getting louder and louder, shaking the windows in their panes. In the kitchen, Dean searches the cabinets. He finds a can of bug spray and returns to the living room. Sam looks over at Dean. All three Pikes are looking incredulously at Dean.
Joanie: Bug spray?
Dean: Trust me.
She takes a quick breath. They hear a creaking noise coming from somewhere around the fireplace, and Joanie, Larry and Matt turn to face it.
Matt: What is that?
Sam looks over with a grim expression, then he heads slowly over to investigate. Dean follows.
Sam: The flue.
On top of the sound of all the bugs pelting the house, there is an additional straining noise, as if something is bending the flue. Everyone is staring in horror at the fireplace.
Dean: All right, I think everybody needs to get upstairs.
A loud pop is heard, causing Sam to jump. Suddenly, hundreds of thousands of bugs swarm into the living room. Joanie screams, as the bugs are swarming all around them. They scream and try to protect themselves, curling up in small balls, waving arms around to swat the bugs.
Larry: Get off me!
Dean uses a lighter with the can of bug spray to make it into a small flamethrower. The flame wards some of the bugs away.
Dean: All right, everybody upstairs! Now! Go, go, go, go!
Matt is first, followed by Larry, Joanie, and Sam.
Sam: Come on! Get out of here! Go!
Dean: Sammy!!
Sam: Yeah! Yeah.
Dean follows upstairs after them. He uses the flamethrower once to cover their retreat, before turning and racing up the stairs.
Joanie: Ah!

INT. PIKE RESIDENCE - NIGHT
In the dark it is chaos, as the five of them are trying to run through the house up into the attic. The bugs sound so loud it is hard to hear, even though they are yelling over top of each other.
Sam: AH! Go! Go! Go! Go!
Larry: Get back - Ah! Go! Go! Go!
Joanie: Hurry!
Dean: Come on!
Larry pulls down the attic trapdoor. Each scramble up, trying to get to safety. First Joanie, then Matt.
Larry: It's ok! Come on honey! Go Matt! Go!
Joanie: Hurry! Hurry!
Sam: (to Larry) Go ahead.
Larry is the next one up.
Joanie: Come on honey!
Dean: Go! Go! Go!
Sam: Got it!
Next is Sam. Dean is the last one, racing up the stairs. Sam grunts and yanks on the rope.
Sam: Ah!
Dean: Come on!!
Dean uses his flamethrower as Sam finally is able to pull the trapdoor shut. A multitude of bugs hit the closed attic trap door.
The screen goes to black.

INT. PIKE RESIDENCE - NIGHT/MORNING
In the attic, sawdust begins to fall from the ceiling. The buzz of the bees gets louder.
Joanie: Oh, God, what's that?
Joanie's pointing to the sawdust falling. Sam and Dean stand up and head over to investigate. The three Pikes are huddled in attic, terrified. The falling sawdust gets thicker.
Dean: Something's eating through the wood.
Matt: Termites.
Dean looks back at Matt. Sam starts coughing from the sawdust. Dean walks around to get a better look at the spot on the roof.
Dean: All right, everybody get back. Get back, get back, get back!
Dean waves at them to move. The three Pikes move as far into the corner of the attic as they can, with Matt in the middle being as protected as he can be. A second later, the bugs chew a hole through the ceiling and swarm around the room. After ducking with the first onslaught, Dean pulls his flamethrower back out. Sam searches, and finally grabs a board of some sort while Dean grabs a 2X4.
Sam: You got it?
Dean: Yeah. Go - go - go - go!
Sam shoves the board against the hole in the roof, as Dean anchors it with the 2X4. They swat a few bees that are still flying around them, but there is the sound of the roof caving in in a different spot. Dean pulls out his flamethrower once more. The men are grunting while Joanie is screaming, with everyone trying to hit the bees away. Sam staggers over to the family, trying to huddle with them to protect them, while Dean is flaming away at the open hole. He stops for a second, turning back to look at the patched up hole. The original hole opens up again, as the board is pushed away and the 2X4 falls. Dean tries to ward them off again with the bug spray flamethrower, but the can empties out.
Dean: Oh crap!
Dean throws the empty can down, hunching down next to everyone else. The five of them are hunched over in a tight circle, trying to keep their jackets spread across each other for protection, trying desperately to swat the bees away. There is a camp lamp shining on a box, and in that light one can see hundreds of bees flying around in the attic. After a bit, there seems to be a pink tinge to the light coming through one of the holes in the ceiling. Sam starts to stand, looking over at it.
Sam: Look!
The sun rises. Miraculously, the bugs start to leave through the holes in the ceiling. The people are swatting a few times, but most of the bees aren't trying to attack them anymore. Carefully, Sam and Dean stand up and head over to a hole go to see what happened. Dean swipes one knuckle across his right eye, blinking furiously. Through the hole, they can see the bugs in the sky, near the sun, in one enormous colony. The two of them continue watching, relieved. Sam exhales in relief, then flashes a smile.

EXT. PIKE RESIDENCE - MORNING
A moving truck that reads "D.I.Y. MOVER Insured & Bonded Carriers. National Moving Experts 918-555-0129 Apartments Condos Homes Offices Businesses" and a silver car are parked along the side of the road. The Impala comes roaring down a cross street, squeals the tires as it turns into the residential street, before slowing down and parking across the street from the moving truck. Dean and Sam climb out of the Impala, shutting the doors, and approach Larry, who stops placing boxes into the moving truck.
Dean: What, no goodbye?
Larry: Good timing. Another hour and we'd have been gone.
Sam: For good?
He shakes Dean's, then Sam's hand.
Larry: Yeah. The development's been put on hold while the government investigates those bones you found. But I'm gonna make damn sure no one lives here again.
Sam: You don't seem too upset about it.
Sam exhales.
Larry: Well, this has been the biggest financial disaster of my career, but...
He looks over at Matt, who is carrying a box to the garbage.
Larry: ...somehow, I really don't care.
Larry shakes his head, then gives a slight smile. The three share a smile together. Sam walks over to Matt, who is throwing away all his insect paraphernalia. Sam throws his arms open wide.
Sam: What's this?
Matt: I don't know. They... kind of weird me out now.
They both laugh. Sam nods.
Sam: Yeah, I should hope so.
Sam and Matt exchange a smile.
A few minutes later, Sam joins Dean leaning against the Impala. They watch Larry and Matt, who are now getting along very well. There is a minute of quiet.
Sam: I wanna find Dad.
Dean: Yeah, me too.
Sam: Yeah, but I just...
Sam shakes his head sadly, then sighs.
Sam: I want to apologize to him.
Dean looks over at Sam.
Dean: For what?
Sam: All the things I said to him.
Sam exhales. Dean nods before turning to look in the distance.
Sam: He was just doin' the best he could.
Dean: Well, don't worry, we'll find him. And then you'll apologize. And then within five minutes, you guys will be at each other's throats.
Dean looks back at Sam. Sam laughs, a real laugh, before sharing a look with Dean.
Sam: Yeah, probably.
They both look back at the Pikes. They sit in silence for a few seconds. Sam inhales.
Sam: Let's hit the road.
Sam looks at Dean.
Dean: Let's.
"No One Like You" by The Scorpions starts playing. They stand up, each heading around the car - Dean to drive, Sam in shotgun. Each looks back once more to the father and son, who waves at the Winchesters. The boys climb into the Impala, and Dean starts the car. The camera is showing the rear license plate - Kansas KAZ 2Y5, before panning up to show the Impala driving down the empty development street, and away. Screen goes to black. Music stops.