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HOUSE
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       Consuela is sitting on a wooden bench, wrapped in a blanket, talking to a Police Officer and sobbing. Dean, Elena and Sam come outside and walk over to her. "No puedo vivir aquí. Necesito mi familia. Me voy ahora. Me voy a la casa. No-me voy a la casa en El Salvador ahora." She says.

       "Consuela Alvarez?" Dean asks.

       "Yes?"

       "FBI." Elena says as Dean and Sam both show their badges. The Police Officer leaves.

       "Now, uh, you said you saw something in the professor's house. Right? Something in the window?" Dean asks.

      "Estaba sacando la basura. Imiré por la ventana y vi al hombre que mató al Señor Hill!" Consuela says.

       Sam kneels in front of her. "Uh, Señora Alvarez. Cálmese, por favor. Uh-" He looks at Dean, thinking. "Uh, díganos lo que vio?"

      Dean grins. "Nice." He says.

      "Freshman Spanish." Sam shrugs.

        "Era alto. Muy alto. Y llevaba el abrigo negro largo y tenía bigotes."

       Sam glances between Dean, Elena and Consuela as he translates. "Okay, uh, a tall man, very tall. With a long black coat and a-" Sam gestures at his chin. "A beard?" Consuela nods. "Beard."

      "Y un sombrero."

       "Dude was wearing a sombrero?" Asks Dean.

      "Uh, a hat, not a-a-" Sam gestures near his head. 

      "No, no, no, un sombrero alto."

       "A tall hat?" Sam asks.

       "Oh, like a top hat." Dean says.

       "Un sombrero alto." Consuela gestures above her head. "Muy alto!"

       "What, you mean like a-like a stovepipe hat." Dean imitates her gesture. 

      "Sí."

       "Oh yeah, like Abraham Lincoln." Elena says and Sam shrugs.

      Consuela starts sobbing again. "Sí. El Presidente Lincoln." She says. Sam and Dean trade confused looks. "Abraham Lincoln kill Mister Hill!" She cries again.

      "Huh." Dean says.

      "S-so I go home now?"

      "Uh, sí. Gracias." Sam says.

      "Gracias." Dean and Elena say at the Sam time. Sam turns and frowns at Dean as Consuela walks away.

THE NITE OWL MOTEL
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      Sam, Elena and Dean sit at the table, Sam on his laptop and Dean on a new laptop. Sam brings up a webpage. Dean is rewatching the video of Cal's death. He notices something and frowns, then pauses the video and backs up a few frames until a figure in a red jacket appears reflected in the chrome of a car wheel.

      "Whoa." Says Dean.

      "What?" Elena asks. Dean goes back and forth between adjacent frames; the figure is present in one but not the other. He picks up the laptop and turns it around so Sam can see.