( FREAKY FRIDAY )

       "What's that supposed to mean?" Sam asks.

       "Trevor." Nora says.

       "About a month ago, we were down here-" Trevor says. "We're not allowed to talk about him? We were down here, goofing around with that book."

      "Um, I wouldn't exactly call praying to our dark overlord goofing around Don't be a loser, Trev." Says Nora.

      "Yeah, Trev." Sam/G says.

      "Anyway, all of a sudden, the lights flickered and Gary went into this weird trance. He closed his eyes, picked up a pencil, and drew this." Nora says.

      "And you know what's really weird? Gary can't draw." Trevor says.

      "He said he heard a voice in his head. The demons were putting out a bounty on this guy." Nora says.

      "A bounty?" Sam/G asks.

      "Yeah, to, like, every witch or Satanist across the whole country. But Gary-" Nora starts. "Gary's the one who spotted you."

      "And the "freaky Friday" crap?" Sam/G asks.

      "Another spell from the book. Gary's idea-go in trojan horse-style. He's really smart." Nora says.

      "That is, if he has the beanbags to go through with it." Trevor says.

      "Listen to me. You are making a terrible mistake. We're talking about a demon deal-killing somebody." Sam says. "This isn't a game. You're crossing a line you won't come back from. Believe me."

      Trevor looks at Nora. "What?" He asks.

      "Nothing I-I..." Nora starts.

      "Nora, don't tell me you're actually listening to this jerk." Trevor says.

      "I don't know. M-maybe. I-I mean, what if he has a point?"

      "I don't believe this. First Gary, now you. I can't-you know what? Fine. You want something..." Trevor goes to get something.

      "What, you're gonna-you're gonna go kill Dean yourself, tough guy?" Nora asks.

      "Don't have to. I can do this." Trevor holds up a book.

      "N-no. Y-you can't be serious." Nora says.

      "I'm calling up one of these bad boys, turning these punks over, and getting paid. Dolla, dolla bills, y'all!"

      "I-I really don't think that that's a good idea." Says Nora.

      "It's not. It's a very, very bad idea." Sam/G says.

      "No one asked you." Trevor says.

IMPALA
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       "You're not Sam. Who the hell are you?" Dean asks and grabs Gary's/S arms.

      "Ow!"

BASEMENT
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       "Don't do this. I'm begging you." Sam/G says.

       "Trevor, I think he's right." Says Nora/!

      "Hey, you want to get into vassar, don't you?"

       "Please! stop! You're gonna get us all killed!" Sam/G yells.

       "Ad ligandum eos pariter eos coram me!" Trevor yells. "Maybe I said it wrong. Nora?"

      "No! no, no! Don't touch her!"

      "Nora, you okay?" Trevor asks.

      "Oh, yeah. I'm peachy." Nora says with black eyes.

       "So, what'd you call me here for, skippy? Unless..." The Demon gasps. "It's dinnertime?"

      "What? I-I -- n-no. Uh, we have Dean Winchester." Trevor says.

      "You do? Where?" The Demon asks.

      "Trevor, keep your mouth shut." Sam/G says.

      "The cloverleaf motel over on route 6."

      "Sam? Is that you in there?" The Demon asks and laughs. "Well, aren't you just 98 pounds of nothing."

      "The kid is a moron. He doesn't have any idea where Dean is." Sam/G says:

       The Nora/Demon laughs. "So, if Sam's in this body, who's in Sam's?" She asks.

      "A dangerous warlock. Named Gary." Trevor says.

      "You mean to tell me you've got Dean Winchester and Sam Winchester's meat suit? An empty vessel just waiting to be filled. And you're handing them both over to me?"

      "Uh, y-yeah. I guess." Says Trevor.

      The Nora/Demon chuckles. "Well.. I got to hand it to you. I'm impressed." She says.

      "Thanks. So, if you don't mind. There's a reward?"

      "Sure. My undying gratitude." The Demon says.

       Trevor laughs. "What, are you serious?" He asks.

      "Be quiet, you idiot!" Sam/G yells:

      "Consider yourself lucky, kid."

       Trevor sighs. "Uh, w-wait a minute! We worked our asses off here, and, uh, I want my reward! Please?" He yells

      "Okay." She gasps softly. "I'm sorry. You're right. What can I get you?"

      "Well, h-how about a million bucks?" Asks Trevor.

      "Oh, for god's sake, Trevor, just shut up and run!" Yells Sam/G.

      "A million doesn't buy you much these days. Why not make it 10?"

      "Okay, $10 mill. And I want...I want Mindy Schwartz to fall in love with me."

      "Love...money." The Demon laughs. "Sticking to the basics. I can respect that. But here's my counter." She bites him. "Yep. Tastes like moron."

IMPALA
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      "You have 38 messages."

      "This is gonna sound crazy-really crazy-but, um, I think I'm in the wrong body." Sam chuckles nervously.

      "Dean, the guy right next to you is not me!"

      "Dean, check your friggin' voicemail. Damn it."

      Dean hangs it up. "All right, pal. Either you start talking or I start water boarding." He says.

     "Oh, my god. Please, don't hurt me. Please! I'm sorry! I'm so, so sorry!" Gary/S yells.

      "Hey, pull it together, champ." Dean says.

      "I don't want to die. I don't want to die."

      "Where's Sam?" Elena asks.

      "In my-my friend's basement. His parents are out of town." Gary/S says.

      "Parents?" Dean asks. "How old are you?"

      "17."

      "17?" Dean repeats.

BASEMENT
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      "Nora?" Gary asks as he steps in.

       "Not at the moment." She says.

      Sam/G grunts and the ropes creak. "Whew! Damn it!"

      "Boy, you earned your dessert tonight, kiddo. Tell me-what is it you want?" The Demon asks. "Anything."

      "Anything?" Gary/S asks.

       "Lay it on me."

       "I want to be a witch. For real. And really powerful." Says Gary/S.

      "Mm. Good choice. I get it. No daddy, no M.I.T. No plan. You get to be big and strong, and no one can tell you what to do anymore." She says. "There's just one small formality first. You got to meet the boss."

      "The boss?"

       "You know-your satanic majesty, or whatever the kids are calling it these days." The Demon says.

      "The devil?"

      "Mm-hmm." Says The Demon.

       "Uh...no. O-okay. .. It's okay. I...don't really want to bother him." Gary/S says.

      "Oh, but he's gonna want to meet you. Relax. It'll be easy. He's just gonna ask you one little question, and all you got to do is say "yes"You get your reward."

      Gary/S grunts. "Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus." He says.

      "What was that?"

      "Uh, n-nothing." Gary/S says.

      "Were you trying exorcize me! You little piece of crap!" The Demon yells as Dean and Elena appear. She pushes them onto a wall.

      "Spiritus, Omnis satanica potestas." Dean says in a strained voice.

      "Omnis incursio infernalis adversii." Gary/S continues.

       "Omnis congregatio." Says Dean.

       "Et secta diabolica."

       "Ergo, draco maledicte." Says Dean.

       "Ecclesiam tuam securi tibi facias libertate servire." Gary/S says.

       "Te rogamus. Adios, bitch!" Dean yells.

      "Uh it's "adinos" Gary/S corrects.

       The Nora/Demon screams. "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

      "Animae domum reDeant. Fas atque nefas instauretur. Potestate et auctoritate, sic fiat."

HOUSE
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       Dean sighs. "So, we good?" He asks.

       "Yeah. we're good. Oh, man, it's nice to be back." Sam says.

       "Yeah. Awesome." Gary/S says.

       "So..." Elena starts.

       "I know-my bad." Gary says.

       "My bad"? Kid, "my bad" ain't gonna cut it. See, if you were of voting age...You'd be dead." Dean says: "Because we would kill you. So either you straighten up and fly right or we will kill you. Are we clear?"

      "Crystal." Gary says.

      "Good." Says Dean.

       "Crap." Gary says.

       "Gary, look. Take it from someone who knows-chin up, man. Your life ain't that bad." Sam says.

      "Uh, you met my parents."

       "Yeah. so what? It's your life. You don't like their plan for you, tell them to cram it. Rebel a little bit. In a healthy, non-satanic way, of course. By the way, you know why Nora's into witchcraft?" Sam asks.

      "What do you mean?"

      "She doesn't like Satan, you moron. she likes you." Says Sam.

      "Really?" Gary asks. "You-you think?"

      "Ah yeah. I know. I'm telling you, kid-I wish I had your life." Sam says.

      "You do? Thanks." Gary says.

      "Get out of here." Sam says and Gary leaves.

       Elena sighs. "That was a nice thing to say." She says.

      "I totally lied. That kid's life sucked ass." Sam says as they all get into the Impala. "All that apple-pie, family crap? It's stressful. Trust me-we didn't miss a damn thing."

     "Or we don't know what we're missing." Dean says and Sam turns on the radio. Rock 'n' roll never forgets" plays loudly.

      "Hey, come on, man. Turn it down." Sam says.

      Dean decreases the volume. "Welcome back, Kotter."