AN-NAFUD DESERT, SAUDI ARABIAAerial view of a tent in the desert, It is surrounded by torch flames. A man in white robes enters the tent, joining three other men who are conversing in Arabic. They sit for a drink, but then the tent begins to shake as the wind gusts outside, Crowley arrives and speaks in Arabic.
"Where is he?" Crowley Asks
One of the men gestures the way, pulling back a curtain for Crowley to enter. There is another man inside, lying in bed.
"Noel, I came when you asked you're looking a trifle peaky." Noel chuckles weakly "Do you truly have it?" Crowley Says
"And it's yours... if you hold up your end of the bargain." Noel Says
Noel gets up slowly, sighing with relief at the sight of a contract that Crowley has pulled out of his jacket.
"I've had a good life... thanks to you. Very few of the world's secrets I haven't cracked. It seemed worth a soul...at the time." Noel Says
"Oh. It always does." Crowley Says
"Destroy that thing." Noel Says
"Show me the object first." Crowley Says
Noel nods to the other man, who opens a wooden box and pulls out an item wrapped in cloth. He shows it to Crowley.
"A shofar..The Horn of Joshua, touched by the hand of God." Crowley reaches to take it "Easy. Easy there." Noel Says
"It's authentic. I can feel it." Crowley Says
"Now tear that thing up." Noel Says
Crowley breaks the contract in half, Noel smiles and sighs with relief.
"Thank God. I don't think I have long." Noel Says
"How very prescient of you." Crowley Says
Crowley twists his hand and Noel's neck snaps. He is dead. The other man quickly exits the room. Crowley picks up the Horn of Joshua and smiles. He pushes the curtain aside and walks into the other room. Four men have guns aimed at him. A man speaks in Arabic.
Crowley raises his hands, but he does not surrender. As he turns his hands slowly, the men turn to aim their guns at each other. They are moving against their own control. Crowley drops his finger and they all fire, killing each other. Crowley looks around the room. The four men are bloody and dead.
"Amateurs." Crowley Says
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BUNKER
Crowley is walking down a dark city street. Torrential rain is falling.
"Are you not hearing me? I said I have in my possession the solution to our collective problems. You should be doing a jig." Crowley Says
In the bunker, Dean is in the kitchen pouring himself a cup of coffee on the phone with Crowley.
"I don't jig. Now, how do I know you even escaped Lucifer and he's not making you say all this?" Dean Says
"Honestly, you cynicism is depressing." Crowley Says
A siren wails in distance, as Crowley ducks into an alley. He is trying to stay out of sight.
"Why would Lucifer force me to discuss the very means of his destruction?" Crowley Says
"What are you talking about?" Dean Asks
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