GARAGE
The lights flick on and two Men, Jim and Cal, enter.
"All right, buddy, what's so important you couldn't tell me over the phone?" Jim Says
"Trust me, Jim. It's important." Cal Says As he leads Jim over to a car covered in a sheet. Cal stops, looking to Jim in excitement.
"Wait a minute, you're not...you're not telling me that this is—" Jim Says
"Yep." Cal Says
"You found it?" Jim Says
Cal pulls the sheet off the car, revealing a silver convertible Porsche, labeled "Little Bastard". Jim sighs and chuckles in awe. He shakes his head.
"You found it. Huh." Jim Says
Cal folds up the sheet and tosses it aside as Jim inspects the car closer.
"Oh my God! You sure?" Jim Says
"VIN numbers match." Cal Says
"How much you pay?" Jim Asks
"A lot." Cal Says
"Come on, how much?" Jim Asks
Cal chuckles,"A lot." Cal Says
"I bet. Wow." Jim Says
Jim whistles as Cal opens the door and gets into the driver's seat.
"Wow. You start her up yet?" Jim Asks
"Been waiting for you." Cal Says
"Yeah, waiting to rub my nose in it, right?" Jim Says
"Exactly." Cal Says Then He puts his hand on the ignition key.
"Whoa, whoa, wait, wait, wait. We need to record this for posterity's sake." Jim Says
"Great idea." Cal Says
"Yeah, great idea, Jim chuckles,"Oh, man."
He hurries off back into the house. Cal's face drops when he breathes out and notices his breath condense in front of him. Suddenly, the car's radio flicks on of its own volition and jumps rapidly through the stations. Cal tries to correct it with the knobs, but it doesn't work. In the house, Jim finds a video camera and adjusts the settings. He hears tires screeching in the garage, then glass breaking.
"Cal? Cal?" Jim Says
He walks back into the garage, video camera held up, recording, but the car is blocked by some shelves.
"Hey, you all right, man? I thought I heard something. Cal? Is something wrong?" Jim Says
He walks around to the front of the car, still recording, then stops dead and lowers the camera.
"Oh my God, Cal." Jim Says
The windshield, coated in Cal's blood, is embedded halfway through his skull. Jim screams.
"Cal!" Jim Says
Cal's blood runs down the hood and drips onto the Porsche insignia and "Little Bastard" decal.
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The Impala drives along an empty road, Dean is driving while Sam is in the passenger and Elena is in the back.
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"So—he chuckles. what's with this job?" Sam Asks
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