Dad's gone now. He wants us to pick up where he left off.
We kill some evil sons of bitches and we raise a little hell.
Bela Talbot's her real name.
A hunter? Pretty far from a hunter.
I procure unique items for a select clientele.
- A thief. - A great thief.
I think you'll find that belongs to me.
- You're not gonna shoot anybody. - Aah!
Ever run across Gordon Walker?
I know about Sam's visions. I know everything.
Gordon should be reaching for the soap for the next few years.
You were right about everything. Sam Winchester is more than a monster.
I'm not even sure he's human.
We gotta get me the hell out of here.
It's rude to sneak up on people.
Bela Talbot.
You have me at a disadvantage. I don't know who you are.
Gordon Walker.
I've heard of you.
Heard you were in prison.
- Got out. - Released early on good behavior?
Looking for this?
I know you were just in Massachusetts.
And I know you were with the Winchester boys.
- Tell me where they are. - I don't think I know.
Oh.
Why don't you think a little harder?
Put that down. What's so pressing about finding the boys, anyway?
Sam Winchester is the Antichrist.
Mm.
- I'd heard something about that. - It's true.
From my good friend, the Easter bunny.
Who'd heard it from the tooth fairy.
Are you off your meds?
The world hangs in the balance.
So you go ahead and be a smart-ass.
Tell me where they are or I shoot.
Gordon, you and I don't know each other very well.
So let me tell you a little something about me.
I don't respond well to threats.
But you make me an offer, and I think you'll find me highly cooperative.
Okay.
How about, you tell me where they are or I kill you right now.
Kill me. Good luck finding Sam and Dean.
I can wrangle up three grand.
I don't get out of bed for three grand.
Scratch that. Give me the mojo bag and we'll call it even.
Oh, hell, no. This thing's a century old, it's...
Priceless.
Believe me, I know.
Now, how badly do you want the Winchesters?
Hmm.
Hello, Dean.
Hey, where are you?
Hey, hey. Don't worry, don't worry. We're gonna call you some help, okay?
Where is she? Where'd she go?
Smell that? Come and get it!
That's right. Come on.
I smell good, don't I?
I taste even better.
Come on. Free lunch.
Whoo!
What?
Cutting it a little close, don't you think?
Ah. I was just chumming the water.
Worked, didn't it?
Oh.
You with us?
Oh, yeah. Sorry, you're not going anywhere.
- Wha...? - Where's your nest?
- What? - Your nest.
Where you and your bloodsucking pals hang out?
I don't know what you're talking about.
Please, I don't feel good.
Yeah, well.
You're gonna feel worse, we give you another shot of Dead Man's Blood.
- Just let me go. - Ha.
- Yeah, you know we can't do that. - I'm telling you the truth.
I'm just... I took something.
I'm freaking out, I don't know what's going on.
- You took something? - Yes.
I can't come down.
I just wanna come down.
- What's your name? - Lucy.
- Please, just let me go. - All right, Lucy, how about this?
If you tell us what happened...
we'll let you go.
You will?
Uh...
I don't really...
Um...
It's... It's not that clear.
- Uh, I was at Spider. - Spider?
The club, on Jefferson.
And there was this guy, he was buying me drinks.
This guy. What's he look like?
Uh, he was old, like, 30.
He had brown hair, a leather jacket.
Deacon or Dixon or something.
Said he was a dealer, he had something for me.
Something? Something new.
Better than anything you ever tried.
He put a few drops in my drink.
Ha. Was the drug red and thick?
Well, genius move there.
- That was vampire blood. - What?
You just took a big steaming shot of the nastiest virus.
You're crazy, he gave me roofies or something.
No. The next thing I know, we're at his place...
and he says he's gonna get me something to eat, just wait.
But I get so hungry.
- So you busted out? - Yeah.
But it won't wear off...
whatever he gave me.
Lights too bright? Sunshine hurts your skin?
Yeah.
And smells.
And I can hear blood pumping.
Well, I hate to tell you this, sweetheart, but your blood's never pumping again.
Not mine.
Yours.
I can hear a heart beating from half a block away.
I just want it to stop.
All right, listen, Wavy Gravy.
It's not going to stop.
You've already killed two people, almost three.
No, I couldn't.
I was hallucinating.
You killed them. We've been following a sloppy trail of corpses.
- And it leads straight to you. - No.
No, it wasn't real.
It was the drug.
Please.
Please, you have to help me.
No, no.
Poor girl.
We don't have a choice.
No.
Please. Aah!
Sir. A few questions about the attack.
- I already talked to the cops. - Well, we're not cops.
- We're FBI. - FBI?
- Can you describe your attacker? - Uh...
She was crazy. She had that, uh, super PCP strength, you know?
She gnawed on my neck.
Did she bleed on you?
- On me? No. - In your mouth, open wound, anything?
You sure about that?
- Yeah, I'm sure. Why do you ask? - This woman has a dangerous virus.
What?
S- She bit me in the neck.
The bite doesn't matter. You have to actually ingest the blood to be infected.
- Oh. - Good thing too.
We'd have had to kill you.
Ha.
- The attack? - She jumped me, then bit me.
And then those two guys found me, and, uh, chased her down the alley.
- What did they look like? - I didn't get a good look.
Think.
One of them was real tall.
That was a big fat waste of time.
Ah. Look.
Three blonds have gone missing, including Lucy.
All last sighted here.
I'm telling you, Dean, this is the hunting ground.
Hey.
Ha, ha. You're sick.
You ready, sweetie?
One taste of this, you'll never be the same.
Get out of here. Go, go.
- Dean. - Aah.
I'm good. Come on.
All right, run, I'll draw them off.
What? No, you're crazy.
There you are.
Yeah, sorry. I stopped for a slice.
Nice move you pulled back there, Dean, running right at the weapons.
Well, what can I say?
I'm a badass.
So I guess Gordon's out of jail.
Uh, yeah, I guess so. You know, how the hell did he know where to find us?
That bitch.
- Hi, Bela. - Hello, Dean.
Question for you.
You called me yesterday. It wasn't to thank me for saving your ass, was it?
No. Gordon Walker paid me to tell him where you were.
Excuse me?
Well, he had a gun on me.
- What else was I supposed to do? - I don't know, pick up the phone.
Tell us that a raging psychopath was dropping by?
- I did intend to call. I got sidetracked. - He tried to kill us!
I'm sorry. I didn't realize it was such a big deal.
After all, there are two of you and one of him.
- There were two of them. - Oh.
Bela, if we make it out of this alive...
the first thing I'm gonna do is kill you.
- You're not serious. - Listen to my voice...
and tell me if I'm serious.
- I know you're uncomfortable... - Aah.
But this is just temporary.
The hunger will pass and then you'll feel much better.
Mm. Ah.
You're awake.
- Who are they? - Family.
You always keep your family in shackles?
We're still getting to know each other.
They've just been reborn.
You grabbed some poor girls off the street...
and made them monsters like you? I do what I have to.
We're a dying breed.
But then, you know that, don't you, Gordon?
Gordon Walker.
One of the greatest living vampire hunters.
In the flesh.
You're a big part of why my people are nearly extinct, Gordon.
Your people are going extinct...
because you're a bunch of mindless, bloodthirsty animals.
Right, we're so much more bloodthirsty than you.
Hunters slaughtered my entire nest like they were having a party.
Murdered my daughter.
I can't tell you how satisfying this is.
Catching a hunter responsible for so many deaths...
and making you lunch for my new daughters.
Daughters?
Try fang-whores.
- Watch your mouth. - Oh, did I hurt your feelings?
I'm sorry.
I forgot, you're just a misunderstood victim.
Even though you murder and spread your filthy disease on pure base instinct.
You got less humanity than a sewer rat.
I'm sorry you have such a low opinion of my people.
Oh, you have no idea.
Sorry, change of plans.
I'll be going out to get you lunch.
I've got a better idea for you.
No.
No!
That vampire's still out there, Dean.
First things first.
- Gordon. - About that.
- When we find him or if he finds us... - Yeah?
- I'm saying. He's not leaving us options. - Yeah, I know. We gotta kill him.
Really? Just like that?
I thought you would've been, like:
"No, we can't, he's a human, it's wrong."
No, I'm done.
I mean, Gordon's not gonna stop until we're dead.
Or until he is.
What? I don't like it...
when people hold grudges against me. I'd rather you didn't kill me.
So I went ahead and found Gordon's exact location.
- You're hundred miles away. How...? - Hello.
Purveyor of powerful occult objects.
I used a talking board to contact the other side.
- And? - Warehouse.
Two stories, riverfront, neon sign outside.
- Thanks. - One more thing.
The spirit had a message.
"Leave town, run like hell, and whatever you do...
don't go after Gordon."
For whatever that's worth.
Please.
Help us. Please.
Go ahead.
Do it.
Kill me.
- What happened here? - Gordon Walker.
I never should have brought a hunter here.
Never. I just...
I just wanted some kind of revenge.
So stupid, exposing him my family.
Oh, yeah, you're such a family man.
- You don't understand. - I don't wanna understand, you...
I was desperate.
Have you ever felt desperate?
I've lost everyone I ever loved.
I'm staring down eternity, alone.
Can you think of a worse hell?
Well, there's hell.
I wasn't thinking.
I just...
I didn't care anymore.
Do you know what that's like?
When you just don't give a damn?
It's like...
It's like being dead already.
So just go ahead.
Do it.
Dean.
Head wasn't cut off, it was ripped off.
By someone's bare hands.
Dixon?
What did you do to Gordon?
Gordon.
You okay?
Not even close.
I thought maybe you were dead.
What is it?
Something happened.
What?
They turned me.
They? Those fangs?
I'm sorry.
You know what this means?
It means you have to kill me.
But not yet.
What do you mean?
You have to let me do one last thing first.
- What? - Kill Sam Winchester.
- Gordon... - It's the only...
It is the one good thing to come out of this nightmare.
I'm stronger, I'm faster. I can finish him.
Gordon...
I'm sorry.
You know I can't let you walk out of here.
Listen to me. There is nothing more important.
Please.
I can do one last good thing for the world.
Yeah.
I hear you.
You know, Gordon...
you're right.
One last good thing.
I'm sorry.
Man, I must have checked three dozen motels, empty buildings, warehouses.
Yeah, me too.
- Big city. - It's like a giant haystack.
Gordon's a deadly needle.
We're running out of daylight. Without the sun slowing him down...
- Yeah, he'll be unstoppable. - Yeah.
Hey, uh, give me your phone.
- What for? - If Gordon knows our cell numbers...
he can use the cell signal to track us down.
Oh, yeah.
- Nice. - Yeah.
Sam, stay here.
What? Where are you going now?
I'm going after Gordon.
- What? - Yeah, you heard me.
Well, not alone, you're not.
Sam, I don't need a permission slip, okay?
He's after you, not me, and he's turbocharged.
I want you to stay out of harm's way. I'll take care of it.
Dean, you're not going by yourself. You're gonna get killed.
Just another day at the office. A massively dangerous day at the office.
So, uh, you're the guy with nothing to lose now? Oh, let me guess.
Because, uh...
- It's because you're already dead. - If the shoe fits.
You know, I'm sick and tired of your stupid kamikaze trip.
Whoa, whoa. Kamikaze?
- I'm more like a ninja. - That's not funny.
- It's a little funny. - No, it's not.
What do you want me to do, Sam, huh?
Sit around all day, writing sad poems about how I'm gonna die?
You know what? I've got one.
See, what rhymes with "Shut up, Sam"?
Dude, drop the attitude, Dean. Quit turning everything into a punch line.
You know something else? Stop trying to act like you're not afraid.
- I'm not. - You're lying.
Drop it because I can see right through you.
You got no idea what you're talking about.
Yeah, I do.
You're scared, Dean. You're scared because your year's running out...
and you're going to hell and you're freaked.
- And how do you know? - Because I know you.
- Really? - I've been following you my entire life.
I mean, I've been looking up to you since I was 4, Dean.
Studying you, trying to be just like my big brother.
So yeah, I know you.
Better than anyone else in the entire world.
And this...
is exactly how you act when you're terrified.
And, I mean, I can't blame you.
It's just...
What?
It's just I wish you would drop the show and be my brother again.
Because...
Just because.
All right, we'll hole up.
Cover our scent so he can't track us.
Wait the night out here.
You've had that phone two hours, Dean.
- Who'd you give the number to? - Nobody.
Hello? Dean.
- How'd you get this number? - Scent's all over the cell phone store.
Of course, I can't smell you now.
- Where are you? - You'll have to find us, won't you?
- I'd rather you come to me. - What's the matter, Gord-o?
You're not afraid of us, are you? We're just sitting here. Bring it on.
I don't think so.
Please, please.
Shh.
Factory on Riverside off the turnpike.
Be here in 20 minutes...
or the girl dies. Gordon, let the girl go.
- Bye, Dean. - Gordon, don't do this.
You don't kill innocent people, you're still a hunter.
No.
I'm a monster.
Hey, hey, we got you.
Don't worry, we're gonna get you out of here.
Right there. We got you.
We got you. Come on. Get her up.
Watch your head. Watch your head.
Okay, okay.
Sam, stay close.
- Sam! - Dean!
Damn it, Sam!
Sam, be careful.
Gordon.
You got me where you want me.
Might as well come out and fight.
I'm right here, Sam.
What's the matter, Sammy?
So this is really the way you wanna do it, huh?
Damn right I do.
You have no idea what I faced...
to get here.
I lost everything.
My life.
But it's worth it.
Because I'm finally gonna kill...
the most dangerous thing I ever hunted.
You're not human, Sam.
Look who's talking.
Damn it!
You're right.
I'm a bloodthirsty killer.
- Don't talk like you don't have a choice. - I don't.
Yes, you do, Gordon.
You didn't kill that girl.
No, I didn't.
I did something much, much worse.
I gotta hand it to you, Sam.
You got a lot of people fooled.
But see, I know the truth.
I know what it's like.
We're the same now, you and me.
I know how it is walking around with something evil inside you.
It's just too bad you won't do the right thing and kill yourself.
I'm gonna.
Soon as I'm done with you.
Two last good-deeds:
Killing you and killing myself.
No!
You just charged a super-vamped-out Gordon with no weapon.
It's a little reckless, don't you think?
Here you go. Ah.
- Thanks. - Figure out what's making that rattle?
Not yet.
- Give me a box wrench, would you? - Yeah.
- Here you go. Yeah. - Thanks.
Sam.
- Wrong one? - No, no, no. Come here for a second.
Yeah.
This rattle could be a couple of things. I'm thinking it's an out of tune carb.
Okay.
Ahem. All right, see this thing? It's a valve cover.
Inside are all the parts that are on the head. Give me that socket wrench.
- All right, you with me so far? - Yeah, uh, valve cover covers the heads.
Very good. Now, this is your intake manifold, okay?
On top of it...
It's a... A carburetor?
- Carburetor. Very good. - Yeah.
What's with the auto shop?
- What? You don't mean you want...? - Yeah, I do.
You fix it.
Dean, you barely let me drive this thing.
No, it's time.
You should know how to fix it.
You're gonna need to know these things for the future.
And besides, it's my job, right?
Showing my little brother the ropes.
Put your shoulder into it.