You lied to me. Again.
You decide to trick me into being possessed
by some...psycho angel?
And now...
Dean: Kevin's blood is on my hands.
But I'll find Gadreel.
And I will end that son of a bitch.
But I'll do it alone. What's that supposed to mean?
Sam, people get close to me, they get killed...or worse.
Just go.
I'm not gonna stop you.
Crowley: It's the bloody mark of Cain.
The mark and the blade work together.
I can give you the mark, Dean, if it's what you truly want.
The mark can be transferred.
I called a friend of ours -- Garth.
He does what we do... In his own way.
Stop being a idjit!
Now, you know what's coming next, right?
Man, this is good.
Oh, Marmaduke, you're crazy! [ Laughing ]
Where's Garth?
On a case or -- or the dentist.
I don't know. I haven't heard from him.
Garth still M.I.A.?
[ Creature snarling, flesh rending ]
[ Cows lowing loudly, bells clanking ]
Man: Hey!
[ Shotgun cocks ]
[ Panting ]
[ Shotgun cocks ]
[ Groaning ]
[ Tires screech, horn blares ]
[ Tires screech ]
[ Car doors open ]
♪ Supernatural 9x12 ♪ Sharp Teeth Original Air Date on January 28, 2014
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[ siren wailing ]
Afternoon.
I'm looking for a John Doe
that was admitted here a few days ago.
He's a, uh...
skinny...Ichabod Crane-looking kind of guy.
I know just who you mean. Room 113, agent.
All right, thanks.
Sure is a popular fella.
[ Monitors beeping ]
[ Scoffs ]
[ Sighs ]
Saw Garth's John Doe on the police wire.
You?
Yeah.
Where you comin' from?
New Mexico.
Well, that's a haul.
Especially considering that I got this, uh...
pretty much covered,
so if you want to... [ Clicks tongue ]
You spoken to him yet?
No.
Assload of painkillers.
He's been out since I got here.
What's he being charged with?
Killing a cow.
Why?
I was about to see if I could find out.
Lock the door.
[ Lock clicks ]
Whoa. Hey. What is that? Adrenaline?
Yes, sir.
You trying to jump-start him or kill him?
I want some answers.
He walked out on Kevin. He walked out on us.
So if you got a better idea...
[ Gasps ]
Aah! Aah! Aah!
[ Breathing heavily ]
Dean?
Sam?
What is this? A hospital?
Wait. Am I in Heaven?
All right, take it easy, Garth. You're in Wisconsin.
You were hit by a car.
Do you remember anything?
[ Groans ] I, uh...
Vaguely.
[ Handcuffs clatter ]
What's with the hardware?
Dean: You tell us.
And while you're at it, why don't you give us the lowdown
on why you went AWOL for the past six months?
Only way we tracked you down is that you offed a cow.
Offed a...what?
I -- I -- I was on a hunt.
Hunt for what?
[ Gasps ] I --
oh, no.
Oh, get back. [ Groans ]
Ohh. Oh, God.
[ Gagging, retching ]
[ Coughing ]
Good thing I didn't give him the adrenaline.
[ Garth vomiting, coughing ]
Anything on Gadreel?
Actually, uh, yeah.
Turns out he, uh,
he left some Grace in me before he bolted.
You know how wrong that sounds, right?
Wouldn't worry about it. Cass took care of it.
[ Chuckles ] Hmm.
What?
Nothing.
I'm gone for two weeks,
and you're like an episode of "Teen Mom."
[ Retching, coughing ]
Just breathe, Garth. Work it out.
[ Groaning ]
What happened to your arm?
Oh.
It's a...
Gift from Cain.
Like...the wrestler?
[ Chuckles ] I wish.
That would be awesome.
Uh, no. The, uh... The old testament dude.
[ Toilet flushes ]
He got all biblical on me and gave me his mark.
What does it even mean? How -- how did that happen?
Crowley and I found him, and he gave me this
so that I could eighty-six Abaddon once and for all.
You worked a job with Crowley?
The devil you know...
Garth?
What?
Son of a bitch.
Why would Garth run from us?
Why haven't we heard from him for the last six months?
Did you test him?
He was unconscious. No, I --
he steal a car?
Did he... steal a car naked?
I'll see what I can find on those cameras.
Why don't you go talk to farmer Brown,
see about that cow? Yeah.
[ Horse whinnies ]
Last week, it was a couple of chickens.
Goat the week before that.
So when I saw that boy tearing out of my barn,
hell yeah, I was gonna ask questions later.
Now, the animals -- were they all killed in the same manner?
More like sacrificed.
What do you mean by that?
Their organs was ripped clean out.
Only the organs.
If this wasn't some kind of devil-worship thing,
I don't know what.
Mm.
Well, thanks.
[ Cellphone rings ]
[ Cellphone beeps ] Yeah.
Sam: So, the cow wasn't just killed.
It was eviscerated.
Well, why was Garth there?
He said he was on a hunt, right?
Maybe he was hunting whatever killed it.
Why would he run?
This whole thing's starting to stink. You know that, right?
Yeah.
What about you?
Any luck?
Uh, nada.
Cameras were pointing in the wrong direction.
You're kidding.
Wish I was.
Hmm. So --
so Garth's a hunter. If he wants to stay gone, he's gone.
We got nothing?
Well, what can I say, Sammy? We lost this one.
Send me a postcard. Send me a postcard.
Wow.
Make, model, license plate.
Really, Dean?
I told you we can't hunt together.
It's for your own good.
I hear you.
And after we find Garth and get to the bottom of this, I'm gone.
But until then, no more games.
Ride belongs to a girl named Bess Meyers.
She lives in the next town over.
Whoa, whoa, whoa! Whoa, whoa!
Hey, guys.
[ Shakily ] I can explain.
Everything's cool. Just a simple misunderstanding.
Who you talking to? What?
The girl?
What -- what girl?
What the --
what, now?
All right, all right.
Guys, everyone needs to take a chill pill
and put their guns down.
You see?
Let's all be grown-ups here and have an adult conversation.
[ Growling ]
No!
[ Gasps ]
Sam!
Sam, please -- don't hurt her.
What are you doing?! She's a werewolf!
[ Growling ]
So am I.
It's okay, baby. Hold it like that.
What are they doing here, Garth?
They're friends. I promise.
They're hunters.
All right. We've all gotten off on the wrong foot here.
So let's do things right.
Boys...this is Bess...
My beloved.
And, Bess, that's Dean.
Now, he could start a fight in an empty house,
but deep down inside,
he's just a big ol' Teddy bear.
And Sam here -- Sam can be a bit insecure at times,
but for good reason.
Bless his heart.
Dean: That's sweet.
Werewolf?
All right, guys, look -- about six months ago,
I was outside Portland, Maine, hunting this big bad wolf.
I took him down, but... He bit me in the process.
And you didn't call one of us?
And tell you what? That I messed up?
No, I-I knew the deal.
There's no cure, so I accepted my fate.
Ate my favorite dish of egg fu Yung,
watched the world's greatest movie, "Rocky III""
and then... was ready to eat a bullet,
when Bess here found me.
And how'd she do that?
Smelled him. How else?
Yeah.
She talked the gun out of my mouth,
and, as they say, the rest is history.
We've been married for four months now.
You're married?
To a werewolf.
Yes.
And my pack has taken him in as one of our own.
Guys, it's not what you think.
We don't hurt people.
No, you just go all Wolverine on cattle.
Yeah.
At least he's not eating human hearts.
Do you have any idea how hard it is for a bitten
to control his instincts, like Garth does?
How well he's doing?
Thank you, baby.
Well, it's the truth, honey bunny.
Wait. A -- a "bitten"?
[ Chuckles ] You're all bitten.
Not at all.
You're either born to it, like I was,
or you're bitten, like Garth.
Hold on.
You said you were -- you were born a werewolf?
Second generation.
Garth, can we talk to you for a sec? Alone?
Honey, why don't you go find some ointment for that arm?
Okay?
What the hell?
Look, I know you guys want to shoot first
and ask questions later, but I checked everything out.
This pack is clean.
Everything's Kosher.
Right. Uh, minus the part where your wife attacked me.
Yeah, because you two came busting in here like a house on fire.
Guns waving, the jawlines and the hair --
it's very intimidating.
What'd you expect?
Dean, no one wants any trouble.
You got my word on that.
Oh, no. That ship has sailed.
We're gonna need a hell of a lot more than your word.
Okay. Okay.
Tell you what.
You want proof? Come pray with us.
You there?
Dean: Yeah, just pulled up.
Nothing too sketchy yet.
That's a good thing, right?
Not betting on it.
Or are we just that jaded?
I mean, maybe Garth's right.
Well, ain't you a glass half full.
Any luck with the cops?
Uh, sheriff should be rolling up any second.
Be careful.
Yeah. [ Cellphone beeps ]
[ Choir singing ]
♪ Bringing in the sheaves
[ singing stops ] Man: We need to come in strong on the second verse.
Let's try it again.
Garth, play it from here.
And...
Choir: ♪ bringing in the sheaves
You must be Dean.
I'm Joy, Garth's mother-in-law.
Uh, stepmother-in-law,
which I always thought sounded so silly.
Please, come in. We're just finishing up.
Why don't you just tell Garth I'm here?
Dean, you have my word -- you're safe under my roof.
I only ask the same in return.
After all...
I'm not the one carrying silver.
♪ Bringing in the sheaves
♪ bringing in the sheaves
♪ we shall come rejoicing
♪ bringing in the sheaves
♪ we shall come rejoicing
♪ bringing in the sheaves
♪ we shall come rejoicing
♪ bringing in the sheaves
[ piano plays off-key conclusion ]
Uh...Thank you, brother Garth.
Wonderful accompaniment, as usual.
And I'll see the rest of you in the pews -- 9:00 a.m., sharp.
No stragglers...Sister Amelia.
[ Laughter ]
Oh. Hi.
So, what'd I tell you? It's all good, right?
[ Indistinct conversations ]
Everyone here's a wolf?
Yeah.
Yeah, not all good.
Oh, come on, Dean. You just got to meet them.
That's Russ and Joba,
Bess' first cousins on sister Joy's side.
That's reverend Jim, Bess' dad --
leader of the pack and a good man.
"Dean," isn't it?
Welcome.
Jim Meyers. Folks usually call me...
Reverend Jim. Yeah, I got it.
[ Door closes ]
[ Chuckling ] Oh. Uh, my bad.
Dean's got this crazy fear of germs.
I understand your apprehension, Dean.
Hunters and our kind don't have the best history together.
But I think you'll find we're not much different from you.
Oh, sister, I highly doubt it.
Why don't we break bread and see?
Why would I do that?
Dean.
What?
Sister Joy: Now, everybody eat up.
But make sure you leave room for pie.
Sister Joy's pies are famous throughout the badger state.
Mm. Dean loves pie.
Mmm.
Don't you guys say some sort of a Grace or something?
We're more spiritual than we are religious.
We believe, much like the American Indians did,
that nature and man are one.
Yeah, really worked out well for them.
So, why are a bunch of werewolves
wearing silver bullets around their necks?
[ Coughs ]
Sorry, Dean, but we don't use the "W" word around here.
We prefer the term "lycanthrope."
"We"?
He's entitled to his opinion, Garth.
Many of our kind see themselves as indestructible.
This is a constant reminder
of how precious our lives truly are.
Yeah, but it's silver. I mean, doesn't it burn?
Yeah, it does a bit, but that's kind of the point.
It reminds us of our fragility.
My daughter, Bess, was born a lycanthrope.
It was one of the proudest days of my life.
[ Inhales deeply ] Which soon turned tragic...
When a hunter killed my wife.
Believe me when I tell you, I wanted to make someone pay.
Then I looked at Bess, and I realized
the road to revenge is a dark and lonely one,
which you never get off.
And that hole in the pit of your stomach,
you never fill it -- ever.
Hey, no, I get it.
So I chose to look forward, not backwards.
And the minute I did that, the powers that be brought
this beautiful, compassionate, amazing woman into my life.
And she helped me raise a little baby girl
as if Bess were her own.
I can't take all the credit.
Daddy had a hand in it, too.
He saw your potential.
Daddy?
My father -- bless his soul --
was the previous reverend of our church,
the third generation in our family to serve.
So, you're fourth-generation werewolf?
Yes.
Look, the good reverend Jim and his family
are all a little new-agey and hippie-dippy like,
but they're clean as a whistle and pillars of our community.
Why is the FBI even interested in them?
I just go where they send me, sheriff.
Truth be told, I'm more interested in, uh...
Murders and "X-files"-y stuff.
Anything of that variety around here?
[ Chuckles ] No, sir. We're just a small town.
Not much crime of any to speak of.
I'm sorry, agent. I wish I could be more help.
Ah, that's all right.
But if you do think of something, give me a call.
Will do.
[ Sighs ]
Still hungry?
Yeah, I was just, uh... seeing if you had any beer.
The sooner you realize that all is good here,
the sooner you can go.
Don't you two have a chew toy or something to go play with?
Hey, guys.
You mind if I grab a second with Dean, here?
[ Door opens ]
[ Door closes ]
Why are you being so hard on everyone?
Because there's no way
that all of this is what it looks like.
No way.
Why not? Come on, man.
I know you drank the kool-aid, okay? But come on.
Look, amigo...
I know this is all looks nuts, but I found it.
Love and a family?
Who cares where that comes from?
I do.
I get it.
When I first got here, I couldn't let go, either.
I kept waiting for the other shoe to drop.
But when it didn't, I had to accept the truth.
Well, I got another truth for you --
we were all left in the dark when you went AWOL.
I didn't know whether you were dead or worse.
You should have reached out and sent someone a message.
And said what, Dean? That I was a werewolf?
I was embarrassed.
I thought it best for everyone if I just stayed away.
But that doesn't mean
that I didn't think about and miss you and Sam, Kevin.
Kevin's gone.
What?
Gone for good.
What happened?
When he needed me, I wasn't there. That's what.
Okay, Dean, they gave you lunch,
they gave you pie.
Why are we still here?
Uh, yeah, you're right.
Yeah, Garth's good.
You want to hit the road, it's square by me.
Look, I'm just saying, this wouldn't be the first time
we came across a friendly monster.
Or a-a family of friendly monsters --
w-whatever this is.
[ Cellphone rings ]
[ Cellphone beeps ]
Agent Perry.
Sheriff.
How can I help you?
Really?
Okay.
[ Car door closes ]
Well, you wanted weird, agent.
You tell me what tore up that deer.
Nothing that runs in these parts.
Fresh blood.
Yes, it is.
Still warm.
That means it died after we got the call.
Couldn't just accept that all was good
and move on, could you?
You have no idea what you've walked into, do you?
No matter.
You won't be walking out.
Unh!
[ Thud ]
Hey.
Look at this.
I've seen that before.
Yeah, that is a favorite accessory
of the good reverend and his flock.
"Ragnarok"?
Yeah, that's, uh, Thor, Loki, Odin stuff, right?
Yeah, it's Norse mythology's end of days.
But why is it etched onto a bullet?
Who cares? We got all the answers we need.
I don't know, Dean. I think we need more.
Oh, what? Sheriff Andy Taylor here wasn't good enough for you?
Enough to kill Garth?
Come on, man. Let's do this right.
All right, fine.
Clean this up, grab Garth,
lock him up until we figure out what's what.
I'm gonna go check out that church.
[ Door creaks ]
[ Lock clicks ]
Garth?
Seriously?
[ Keyboard clacking ]
[ Cellphone rings ]
[ Cellphone beeps ]
Hey. Did you find the lovebirds?
No.
Place is a wreck.
No Garth, no Bess.
What, they were taken?
Well, that's fan-friggin'-tastic.
Tell me you got something.
Well, this, uh...Ragnarok, end-of-days crap --
star of the story is a wolf named Fenris,
who kills the God Odin before the world ends.
Okay. And that helps us how?
There are cults that consider Fenris a wolf deity
and worship him.
They call themselves the maw of Fenris.
A cult of werewolves?
[ Chuckles ] What do they want?
Well, Ragnarok is not just a Bible story to these nutjobs.
It's an action plan -- human extinction,
total and complete werewolf domination.
And...what?
This is the -- the ground-zero for their movement?
Freakin' Wisconsin, man.
Well, time for reverend Jim to go down.
Yeah.
Need any help?
No, no, no, I got it. You just, uh, you find Garth.
All right.
[ Cellphone beeps ]
Unh!
[ Car door closes ]
[ Sniffs ]
[ Inhales deeply ]
It's no use, Dean.
I can hear your heartbeat.
You must've done this countless times,
yet you still get nervous.
Nothing wrong with a little fear.
It's what makes us human.
Fear is not a purely human instinct.
Even monsters know fear.
I came to work on my sermon.
Well, why don't you start by preaching to me
about the maw of Fenris?
Yeah, that's right.
I know all about you and your pack's little plan.
I assure you, we are planning nothing.
No? Well, then, why did I read about it in your good book?
[ Sighs ]
Because generations ago,
that hate and misplaced anger was part of our beliefs.
But ever since I took over here,
I have eradicated it from our congregation.
Yeah, well, apparently, some of them didn't get the word --
like the good sheriff, who just tried to off me and my brother.
Sheriff Pat?
Let me see your bullet.
Where is it?
Where's what?
"Ragnarok."
What?!
It was etched into the sheriff's bullet.
That's impossible. The maw is dead.
Yeah, well, tell that to Garth and your daughter,
who are missing.
No.
[ Groans ]
Bess.
[ Door opens ]
Sam.
What are you two doing?
Russ?
Joba?!
Mom?
What is going on?
Hey!
First off, I'm not your mother.
You leave her alone! You hear me?!
You want to hurt somebody, you hurt me!
[ Laughing ] Oh, that is so sweet.
But I am going to hurt her.
And him.
But especially you,
for bringing these hunters here.
[ Chuckling ] I'm gonna hurt all of you.
[ Voice breaking ] I'm sorry.
[ Ringing ]
Sam, pick up, damn it!
[ Cellphone beeps ]
[ Engine revs ]
[ Tires squeal ]
Unh!
Please -- don't do this.
Not to Bess. She's your daughter --
Unh!
How many times do I have to say this?
"Stepdaughter"!
I'm the last of my bloodline,
thanks to you and your kind out there.
He's awake.
[ Groans ]
[ Grunts ]
Well, don't you just look good enough to eat.
Why are you doing this?
I mean, me, I can understand,
but these people are your family.
Your pack.
Last winter, my little brother, Charlie,
was killed by a hunter.
[ Inhales sharply ]
My husband counseled patience, restraint.
Just as when he took over our beloved church,
he preached a new direction --
lycanthropes and man would co-exist.
Peace was more important than dominance.
I tried so hard to make his way work...
to be a preacher's wife.
But then...
Charlie was murdered.
And I couldn't help remembering my daddy's sermons.
And, by golly, turns out he was right.
As long as there is a man, there can be no peace.
Because man destroys.
And I, for one, am sick of it.
[ Swing creaking ]
[ Blade plunges ] Unh!
[ Thud ]
I get it now. [ Scoffs ]
Why co-exist when you can rule?
Bingo.
But my husband doesn't see it that way.
See, he was bitten, not born into it, like I was.
He still holds on to his humanity.
Which is why I am so pleased
it will be his claws that start Ragnarok, not mine.
You and your brother coming here
was a blessing from Fenris above.
The two of you cornered Garth here,
and then when Bess came running in
to see what the fuss was about...
[ Gasps ] You killed her.
No!
Here.
Silver to the heart.
[ Growling ]
You're gonna frame their murders on me.
My husband turned his cheek once.
I don't think he can do it again.
Hey! Get away from her!
Killing you gives me no joy,
but Ragnarok -- it's bigger than all of us.
You're sick.
[ Growling ]
[ Gasps ]
You're just dying for me to get my claws dirty, aren't you?
[ Roars ]
Wearing Russ' coat to hide your scent -- smart.
Oh, I'm full of surprises.
As am I.
[ Gasps ]
Be good. Hear me?
I will. Thanks, Sam.
[ Door opens ]
How's he doing?
It's gonna be okay.
Garth: He's taking it pretty hard.
Feels like he should have seen the signs earlier.
[ Scoffs ]
Yeah, well, maybe you were right.
Yeah, he seems like a good man...considering.
Yeah. And you were right.
Everything around here wasn't copacetic.
I screwed up again.
First Kevin, now this.
Hey. Kevin?
That's on me.
I'm the one that pulled him into all this.
I'm the one that should've been there to protect him.
Well...
I guess there's enough of that blame to go around, then.
Dean.
Yeah?
Um... [ Chuckles ]
I know this may sound a little crazy, but...
Maybe I could come back and hunt with you.
I mean, with my werewolf mojo, we'd have an advantage.
Yeah, look, Garth --
No, Dean.
I want to make this right.
I never should've left you guys, especially Kevin.
Kevin was my friend.
Friends don't do that.
Well, hey, you said it --
you know, who cares where happiness comes from?
Look, we're all a little weird, we're all a little wacky --
some more than others --
but...if it works, it works.
You got something here.
Okay? Even though they are werewolves.
Lycanthropes -- whatever.
Don't let that go.
Okay?
You'll never forgive yourself.
Besides, somebody's got to live to tell this damn story someday,
and who better than you?
Now shut up and come here.
Really?
Hurry up before I change my mind.
[ Engine shuts off ]
I'll send you that postcard.
Yeah.
[ Car door closes ]
Hey.
[ Car door closes ]
Uh, listen, that night that, uh...
You know, we went our -- our separate ways --
you mean the night you split?
Fair enough.
I was messed up, man.
Kevin was dead, and I...
I don't know what I was.
Okay.
Hell, maybe I still don't.
But, uh...
I know I took a piece of you in the process,
and for that...
Somebody changed the playbook, man, you know?
It's like what -- what -- what's right is wrong
and what's wrong is more wrong, and...
I just know that when...
When we rode together...
We split the crappiness.
Yeah.
So...
Okay.
But something's broken here, Dean.
I'm not saying that it's not. I...
I just think maybe we need to put a couple W's on the board
and we get past all this.
I don't think so.
No, I-I wish, but...
We don't...see things the same way anymore --
our roles in this whole thing.
Back in that church,
talking me out of boarding up hell?
Or -- or tricking me into letting Gadreel possess me?
I can't trust you -- not the way I thought I could,
not the way I should be able to.
Okay, look.
Whatever happened...
We are family, okay?
[ Chuckles ]
You say that like it's some sort of cure-all,
like it can change the fact
that everything that has ever gone wrong between us
has been because we're family.
So, what -- we're not family now?
I'm saying, you want to work?
Let's work.
If you want to be brothers...
Those are my terms.
[ Engine turns over, car departs ]
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