Supernatural script
Supernatural  Episode #Teaser (2005)
Synopsis: This haunting series follows the thrilling yet terrifying journeys of Sam and Dean Winchester, two brothers who face an increasingly sinister landscape as they hunt monsters. After losing their mother to a supernatural force, the brothers were raised by their father as soldiers who track mysterious and demonic creatures. Violent memories and relationship-threatening secrets add additional burdens on Sam and Dean as they investigate all things that go bump in the night. As old tricks and tools are rendered useless and friends betray them, the brothers must rely on each other as they encounter new enemies.

OVER BLACK-

LAWRENCE, KANSAS. 1982.

EXT. NEIGHBORHOOD STREET - NIGHT

A small town American HOME on a small town American street.

We DRIFT UP towards a warm, lighted yellow WINDOW, on the

second floor. As we float closer, we spy inside... a WOMAN.

Standing beside a crib. She holds a TODDLER.

When, suddenly... the window GLASS SHIMMERS. RIPPLES, as if

it were liquid. Just for a moment. Blink and you miss it.

INT. HOUSE - NURSERY - NIGHT

INSIDE THE CRIB. An INFANT BOY, a few months old. SAM.

MARY HARRISON, late 20’s, gently beautiful in a genuine,

maternal way. She leans her 3-year-old son DEAN over the

crib’s edge. Dean kisses the baby’s forehead.

YOUNG DEAN:

‘Night, Sammy.

Now Mary leans over, kisses Sam.

MARY:

Goodnight, love.

Mary carries Dean to the doorway, where her husband JACK

HARRISON, 30, waits. Jack flips off the lights.

JACK:

Sam. You sleep through the night,

and you can have Dean’s room.

Jack leaves the door open a crack.

On Sam. Beat.

Then... the FISHER-PRICE MOBILE, above his crib, begins to

spin, silent, of its own accord.

On the dresser. A TEDDY BEAR CLOCK TICKS, soothing. But

then it abruptly stops. Frozen.

A Casper the Friendly Ghost NIGHTLIGHT flickers...

2.

INT. HOUSE - MASTER BEDROOM - LATER THAT NIGHT

A BABY MONITOR, on a nightstand. (We also see Jack and

Mary’s WEDDING PHOTO-- he’s wearing naval whites.) The

baby’s PIERCING CRIES, through the monitor receiver.

Mary groans awake. Looks over. Jack isn’t in bed. Still

the baby bawls.

INT. HOUSE - UPSTAIRS HALLWAY - NIGHT

Mary shuffles down the hall. Opens the nursery door, peers

in. Pitch-black inside. But Mary discerns a FIGURE hunched

over the crib.

MARY:

Jack? Is he hungry?

FIGURE:

Shhhhh.

Mary holds up her hands-- okay, sorry. She turns away.

But when she reaches her bedroom door, she stops. Noticing--

At the other end of the hall... the stairwell. A pale,

dancing, ghostly light. Coming from downstairs. Maryfrowns. What the hell?

She moves toward the shimmering glow. Cautious.

At the stairs now. Bare feet padding down the steps.

Until, finally, Mary reaches the bottom, to see-INT.

HOUSE - FAMILY ROOM - NIGHT

Jack. Asleep in his La-Z-Boy. An old movie on the muted TV.

MARY:

Oh my God.

Mary spins, BOLTS up the steps!

INT. HOUSE - NURSERY - NIGHT

Mary BURSTS into the nursery, flips on the light. And

whatever she sees O.S., it causes the color to drain from her

face; her breath to come in short, panicked bursts.

MARY:

(a whisper)

...get away from him...

3.

INT. HOUSE - FAMILY ROOM - NIGHT

Coming from upstairs, Mary’s terrible, ragged SCREAMING!

Jack LUNGES out of his chair-JACK

Mary?!

As Jack takes the steps two at a time, Mary’s screaming

abruptly snuffs out.

INT. HOUSE - NURSERY - NIGHT

Jack explodes into the nursery. Mary’s not there. He moves

up to the crib. The baby’s okay, thank God, though he’s

bawling, inconsolable. Jack holds Sam, confounded-JACK

Mary...?

Jack is about to exit the room, to search for his wife, when

he stops. Sensing something. He turns back, noticing-

INSIDE THE CRIB. Plink. A dime of crimson red appears on

the Sesame Street mattress. Plink. Then another. Another.

They’re drops. Drops coming from above.

Jack looks up at the ceiling. His face twists into equal

parts anguish and terror.

JACK:

...no...oh my God no...

ON THE CEILING. MARY. Impossibly splayed out, as if it were

the floor. Eyes wide open, glassy. Dead.

Jack barely has time to react, before...

Sizzling. BLACK LINES, BURNING THEMSELVES into the wall.

Spiderwebbing. Some horizontal, some vertical. At first, we

don’t realize what it is. But then it takes shape.

A message. Branded into the wall, in charcoal black letters

Rate this script:(4.00 / 5 votes)Say it

Eric Kripke

Eric Kripke (born April 24, 1974) is an American television writer, director, and producer. He is the creator of The WB (now The CW) series Supernatural and more recently the NBC series Revolution. more…

All Eric Kripke scripts | Eric Kripke Books

FAVORITE (0 fans)

Translation

Translate and read this script in other languages:

Select another language:

Discuss this Supernatural script with the community:

Citation

Use the citation below to add this screenplay to your bibliography:

Style:MLAChicagoAPA

"Supernatural" Scripts.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2017. Web. 13 Dec. 2017. <http://www.scripts.com/script/supernatural_199>.

We need you!

Help us build the largest writers community and scripts collection on the web!