Supernatural

Mrs. Winchester,

I believe you're drawn to danger.

Drink?

Have you talked to Mom lately?

Oh, shouldn't worry about your Mum.

Her and Ketch make quite a team.

Would you want your mom working with him?

Well, that was unexpected.

Dr. Hess. I didn't think you left London.

I have been tasked by the other elders

to fix this rapidly deteriorating situation.

Dr. Hess ...

These hunters are out of control. Exterminate them.

The brothers Winchester, in particular.

* ...papers and effects *

* Against unreasonable searches and seizures *

* Shall not be violated, and no warrant shall issue *

* Supported by oath or affirmation *

* And particularly describing the place to be searched *

Yeah, I think I'm gonna go.

What? I got work tomorrow, so...

Naw, dude. Stick around. Have another beer.

Enjoy the show.

You know you're a freak, right?

Oh, yeah.

Cheers, bud.

Hey.

Ohh, man. Dude.

Daryn! What is this, man?

Hey, real funny, Daryn!

Ha ha!

Hey! Daryn?

No. No.

No, no, no!

* Supernatural 12x18 * The Memory Remains Original Air Date on April 13

== sync, corrected by elderman == @elder_man

This is my voicemail.

Make your voice a mail. Come on.

Cass, it's me.

I've been trying to get ahold of you for days.

I don't know what's going on, but we got a line on Dagon...

and we got our asses handed to us,

even with the Colt.

So...could really use the backup.

Call me back.

So no luck with Cass, huh?

Yeah, still AWOL.

All right, so let's find him.

I've been trying, Sam.

The GPS on his phone is turned off,

and there's nothing in the system about some weird guy

in a trench coat getting arrested or turning up dead.

Right.

Dean, it's Cass.

I mean, this isn't the first time

he's dropped off the map, you know?

And whatever's happening, he'll be fine.

He always is.

Yeah.

What 'bout you?

You got anything there, Reading Rainbow?

I stayed up all night,

going through every book we have on demons,

and it turns out we have a lot of books on demons.

Anything on Dagon?

Mentions here and there, but nothing we can use.

I guess the, uh, Princes of Hell are pretty good

at staying off the radar.

Well, yeah, isn't that kind of their thing?

Hmm. Just got an e-mail from Mick.

It's a case.

Good.

Looks like a guy named Jarrod Hayes

disappeared in Tomahawk, Wisconsin, a week ago.

No witnesses. No body.

But Mick says this place has a history.

Meaning?

Well, it means a lot of people go missing in Tomahawk,

one a year, every year, from 1898 to 1997,

and then nothing until now.

So 20 years?

Yeah. So maybe they're starting up again?

Maybe it's a cycle of some sort?

Well...

one way to find out.

Pew.

It's time.

I'm sorry, but why the Feds interested in Jarrod Hayes?

Just followin' orders.

Yeah, um...

So what can you tell us about the case?

Well...nothing much to tell.

Jarrod and his friends were hanging out at Weather Top.

This make-out spot the kids use out at the woods.

And then he ditched his pals to hoof it home.

Never made it.

So somebody snagged him?

Mm.

- Maybe. - Maybe?

Look, maybe Jarrod did get got.

We're working every lead.

But you ask me, he just bailed.

And why would he do that? Jarrod's had it rough.

Mom left years ago. And his dad...

Well, let's just say Jarrod "fell down the stairs a lot,"

you know what I mean.

- Wait a second. - Mm.

If you knew he was being abused, why didn't you ...

We tried. Trying to take a child from his parents,

even if they're the worst people in the world, not easy.

Did you talk to his old man?

Can't. Not really.

Guy stroked out a couple years ago.

Breathes through a tube.

Guess who gets to take care of him?

Can you imagine having to spoon-feed

the guy that wailed on you for all those years?

Everybody's got a breaking point.

If Jarrod did blow town, I wouldn't blame him.

You said that he was with friends

the night Jarrod went missing.

Yeah, did any of them say anything?

Nothing worth repeatin'.

Ain't he precious?

Uh-huh. Any idea where we can find these friends?

Oh, yeah. Sure.

Daryn Boston?

Agents Stark and Martell, FBI.

Hell.

Yeah, no, it's cool.

Medicinal purposes, right?

Uh...yes?

Yeah.

We just, uh, wanted to talk

about the night Jarrod Hayes went missing.

What about it?

Well, the Sheriff says you were with him.

Yeah, well, the Sheriff is a jackass, all right?

Look, he thinks Jarrod just skipped town.

You don't? I know he didn't.

Did you tell that to the cops?

Man, Sheriff Bishop's not gonna believe me.

We got...history.

History?

Any time something happens in this town,

he brings me in for questioning.

Why is that?

Why do you think? Right.

Well, look, if you won't tell the Sheriff what you saw,

how 'bout you tell us?

Hey! Daryn!

Look, I ran to save Jarrod, okay?

But... No, no, no!

The monster, it got him.

Monster?

Black Bill.

Hi!

"Black Bill" is a local urban legend,

dates back more than a hundred years.

Warm it up?

Thank you. A folklore story from 1907

that ... that mentions that...

Uh, back then, he was called "Black William."

So it looks like some time between then and...

Dude, focus.

I am focused. Yeah, Black Bill. What do you got?

All right, well, he lives in the woods,

so he's like a local Jersey Devil.

And apparently, he has the head of a goat.

A goat?

Like... . Goat?

Yeah, a goat.

Well, maybe that's what Daryn saw.

Unless you think he was lying. Yeah. Be right back.

Mm, nah, I think he's a little too freaked out to be lying.

So we got a, uh, goat dude with a name like a pirate,

which is a little insane, even for us.

And that bar is... super high.

So if it is real, what the hell is it?

I'm not sure.

I mean, there's tons of human-animal hybrid lore

dating back all the way to ancient Egypt.

Right, well, why don't you figure out what the hell it is,

and I'll figure out a way to kill it. Okay?

All right.

Right. Don't wait up.

What?

I already figured out a way to kill it.

How did you ... You don't even know what it is.

The Colt. Dusts anything.

Work smarter, Sammy, not harder.

Oh, don't do the hot coffee thing.

Boy, this coffee is hot.

Kind of like...

Hi.

What's your name? Carmen.

Sorry.

Damn it, Pete!

Daryn...

I don't wanna be the bad guy here, but...