Supernatural

What do you think it is that we're hunting?

Animal, vegetable, mineral.

I know you boys think I'm a bag of loose screws.

Martin saved dad's ass more times than we can count.

He's a great hunter.

No, I'm not.

I'm useless.

You asked me if I lost someone.

I did -- my husband.

Amelia, you okay?

Amelia: It's Don.

He's alive.

I'm Benny.

I just might be that hunter

that runs into Benny one day and ices him.

I guess we'll cross that bridge when we come to it, won't we?

Yeah.

Yeah, you keep saying that.

[ Creedence Clearwater Revival's "Born on the Bayou" plays ]

I sent Anthony home, so the kitchen's all yours.

And be sure to lock up the door and set the alarm,

turn off the A/C, check the burners,

check the griddle...

And clear off the cold table.

I got it. Go on, now.

Thank you, Roy.

Oh, and don't forget to "Z" out the register...

And batch out the credit-card machines.

I know.

Darlin', it's not my first rodeo, all right?

I'll see you tomorrow.

Hell of a girl, that Elizabeth.

Yeah.

Yeah, she really is.

Refill?

Sure.

You got designs?

Nah.

She's more like a little sister to me, you know?

So you don't mind if I take a shot?

She's all yours, chief.

Hey.

Please?

Thanks.

[ Frogs croaking, insects chirping ]

Sam: Yeah.

And you're certain?

You sure?

Okay. Great.

Just, uh, just hang tight till you hear from me, okay?

Who is it?

No, listen to me. I said hang tight.

We got to get.

Can I at least finish my burger?

We got a vamp kill, Dean -- Carencro, Louisiana.

Huh.

It's been a while since I've had some étouffée.

Who's the source?

Martin Creaser.

Sorry -- for a minute there,

I thought you said Martin Creaser.

Crazy Martin from the loony bin?

Glendale Springs discharged him last month.

And?

Shouldn't he be assembling toys in a padded room?

What's he doing back on the job?

I asked him.

You what?

Look, he called me when he got out, okay,

asked if I had anything for him

that might help him ease back into the game.

He seemed okay -- mostly -- so I said yes.

I've had him tracking Benny for the past week.

You put "mostly okay" Martin on Benny?

What is "mostly okay" doing hunting at all?

Not hunting, Dean -- tracking.

Observe and report only. I was crystal clear about that.

Wow. I can't believe that.

Really, Dean? You don't believe that?

Because Benny's a vampire.

And any hunter worth his salt

isn't gonna let one just walk around freely.

So I had Martin keep tabs on him.

And right now, it's looking like I made the right call.

So Martin's saying Benny did this?

Yeah.

Okay.

"Okay"?

If Benny's in Louisiana draining folks...

We should look into it.

You said "look for an eruption."

How's Mount Vesuvius?

I got into town about a week ago.

Up until last night, nothing. He's been clean.

Doing what?

Just minding his own business.

Working at the gumbo shack.

Benny's working at the gumbo shack?

Yeah.

Slinging hash, pouring coffee -- the whole bit.

And he may be Benny to you.

Folks around here call him Roy.

Martin, you sure you're running on a full charge?

Y-yeah.

L-little s-shock therapy in the morning,

and I-I'm good to go.

Tell us what happened last night.

So, I followed him home, just like every night.

He turned up a path.

I hear a scream.

I catch up.

Boom -- there he is.

The old coot that Roy was eyeballing at the joint -- vamped.

Wait -- did you actually see Benny kill the guy or not?

I saw enough.

Well, then, how can you be sure it was Benny

if you didn't actually see him do it?

B-b-because I saw Benny turn up the path,

and then two seconds later,

I trip over a body with its throat ripped.

Look, man, you ever hear of occam's razor?

"Keep it simple, stupid?" It's not that complicated.

There's a lot of holes, Martin.

Holes?!

The only holes we should be looking at

are in the vic's neck.

This sound like the Benny you know?

I don't know Benny.

The Benny you know?

Say what?

Why am I getting the distinct impression

that your brother is vouching for a vampire?

Guys, let's not argue.

Nobody's arguing, but if this is Benny --

and that's a big "if" --

Oh, it's him.

I got history with the guy, okay?

I'm not signing up for a witch hunt.

I owe him more than that.

What in God's great creation

could a Winchester possibly owe a vampire?

Am I hearing this right?

Look, until we get the facts,

we stow the bloodlust and we work this case right,

or we work it separately.

Doing it right would be separating his head from his shoulders.

I just need some time, Sammy.

Oh, yeah. Let the fang take another life? I don't think so.

How much time do you need?

You're not actually considering this?

Couple hours, tops.

And what if it turns out to be Benny?

Then it's Benny, and I'll deal with it!

Couple hours, Dean. No more.

I'll be in touch.

H-hey.

Oh, look.

Hey, uh --

you're joking, right?

We're doing this as soon as he pulls away.

No, we're not, Martin.

We're gonna give him a little bit of time.

Hey, it's your brother.

It's your call.

How long are you gonna let him go on like this?

It's staring him right in the face.

Well, sometimes it's not easy

to see things for what they are.

Sam: Get the ball.

Come here!

Come here!

Come here.

Good job.

Thought about what you're gonna say to him?

I've thought about it and thought about it,

and I still don't know.

Look, I'm sure you have a lot of people telling you

what the right thing to do is here.

Sam...

He's your husband, Amelia.

But I-I don't...

I don't want to do the right thing.

I mean, this is the right thing, you and me.

And maybe I'm going to hell for saying this,

but I'm not ready to give this up.

Neither am I.

Would it bother you

if I just took a few days to clear my head?

Um...

Of course.

Uh, take whatever time you need.

Actually, I already know what I want.

Let me guess -- gumbo?