( RABBIT'S FOOT )

Wayne and Grossman are still laid out on the floor. Wayne comes to and gets up, groaning. "Grossman. Grossman, get up." He kicks an empty beer bottle. It rolls into the kitchen. "Hey, Grossman, get up. Hey!"

Wayne nudges Grossman with his foot and walks into the kitchen. Grossman is unresponsive. He steps over the beer bottle and heads to the sink, removing two plates, a colander and a large BBQ carving fork and placing them in the drainer.

He turns on the tap and splashes water on his face and dries off with a dish cloth. "Hey, Grossman. Grossman!"

Wayne goes to walk back out of the kitchen, his foot catching on the beer bottle in the middle of the floor. He trips and falls backwards, landing on the fork he placed in the drainer.

Grossman comes to, gets up and hears choking. He walks into the kitchen and sees Wayne impaled on the fork through the neck. The prongs are sticking out of his mouth. He screams.

BIGGERSON'S RESTAURANT PARKING LOT
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Dean lays out 6 scratch cards on the hood of the Impala, calculating their winnings. He laughs. "Oh man!"

Sam is on the phone to Bobby. "Now look Bobby, we didn't know." Sam says.

"You touched it? Damn it, Sam!" Bobby yells.

"Well Dad never told us about this thing. I mean you knew about his storage place at Black Rock?" Sam asks.

"His lockup? Yeah, I knew. Hell I built those curse boxes for him." Bobby says. "Listen, you have got a serious problem."

Sam notices something shining under a newspaper on the ground. It's a gold watch. "That rabbit's foot ain't no dime store notion."

Sam picks up the watch, turns and shows it to Dean. Dean mouths "awesome!" "It's real Hoodoo, Old World stuff." Bobby says. Made by a Baton Rouge conjurorwoman about a hundred years ago."

"It's a Hell of a luck charm." Sam says.

"It's not a luck charm, she made it to kill people, Sam!" Bobby yells. "See, you touch it, you own it. You own it, sure, you get a run of good luck to beat the Devil. But, you lose it, that luck turns. It turns so bad that you're dead inside a week."

"Well, so I won't lose it Bobby." Sam says.

"EVERYBODY LOSES IT!" Bobby yells.

"Well then how do we break the curse?" Sam asks.

Bobby sighs. "I don't know if you can." He says. Sam places the rabbit's foot in his jacket pocket. "Lemme look through my library and make some calls. Just sit tight." Bobby ends the call. He appears to be working on the Colt.

"Dude! We're up fifteen grand!" Dean yells.

Sam, Elena and Dean enter Biggersons. "Don't worry, Bobby'll find a way to break it. Until then I say we hit Vegas, pull a little Rain Man. You can be Rain Man." Dean says.

"Look, we just lay low until Bobby calls back, OK?" Sam says and turns to the owner. "Hi, uh, table for three please."

"CONGRATULATIONS!" The Owner says as an alarm goes off.

"It's exciting, I know." Dean says.

"You are the one millionth guest of the Biggerson's Restaurant family!" The Owner says and the staff start singing and taking photographs. Balloons and streamers fall from the ceiling. Sam looks embarrassed while Dean looks ecstatic.

KUBRICK'S RV AND
CREEDY'S PICKUP
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"Right, you hear anything, give me a call." Kubrick says and hangs up the phone. "Well that clears my book. The word's out. Now we wait."

"Now we eat." Creedy says.

"Good idea. What do you like, I got canned everything."

"No, no man, not eating in the RV. Look, I know a good place. Wide menu, good service, homey atmosphere. Garlic knots! The menu's on their website." Creedy says. Kubrick doesn't look convinced.

BIGGERSON'S RESTAURANT
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Sam is on his laptop. Dean is eating a bowl of ice cream. "Bobby's right. It's lore goes way back. Pure Hoodoo. You can't just cut one off any rabbit. Has to be in a cemetery, under a full moon, on a Friday the thirteenth." Sam says.

"I say from now on, we only go to places with Biggerson's." Dean is struck with brain freeze from the ice cream.

Sam laughs as a Waitress approaches their table with more coffee. "Can I freshen you up?" She asks.

"Yeah, yeah sure. Thanks." Sam says.

The Waitress pours Sam more coffee but spills some. "Oh!" She exclaims.

"Oh! Oh I uh-" Sam starts.

Elena squints at the waitress.
"Let me mop up here." The Waitress says.

"No, no don't worry it's OK, It's OK- I got it, uh..." Sam starts.

"It's no trouble, really."

"I got it." Elena forces and cleans off her boyfriend herself.

"Sorry about that."

"It's all right." Sam says. The Waitress appears to be flirting with Sam. Sam gives Dean a look. The Waitress finishes cleaning up and walks away, looking over her shoulder as she goes and smiles.

Sam and Dean both lean in and watch her. Dude. If you were ever gonna get lucky..." Dean starts.

Elena grimaces. "Shut up." She says.

Sam goes to pick up his coffee, knocks the cup over and manages to spill it all over the table and himself. Sam jumps out of his seat.

"Oh! Oh Geez, uh..." Sam turns and a waiter with a full tray crashes straight into him, sending things flying and causing a scene. Dean looks shocked. "Sorry!"

Sam turns back to Dean. "How was that good?" Dean asks. Sam searches his jacket pocket and comes up empty. The rabbit's foot is gone. "Son of a bitch."

Sam, Elena and Dean rush out of the restaurant, Sam falls flat on his face. "Wow! You suck!" Dean reaches down and picks Sam up off the ground.

"Ow..." Sam starts.

"So what, now your luck turns bad?" Elena asks. Sam's jeans are torn at both knees, which are bloody and raw.

"I guess." Sam says.

"I wonder how bad?" Dean asks.

KUBRICK'S RV
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Creedy passes his laptop to Kubrick who looks over the screen. "Looks good. I like that when they drop the whole onion in the fryer." Kubrick says.

Creedy takes the laptop back. "Nearest location..." He searches and then pauses, looking surprised. He passes the laptop back to Kunrick. "You seeing that?!"

On the screen is a photograph of Sam, Elena and Dean from their winning visit to the local Biggerson's. Kubrick grins.

"Yes I am." He looks up to the sky as though he's been given a sign.

WAYNE AND GROSSMAN'S APARTMENT
[ ☾]

Grossman is holding a photograph of himself and Wayne. He holds up a bottle of Tequila and sadly toasts the memory of Wayne. "Adios, compadre." He says.

Grossman pours a lug of Tequila on the floor, then takes a large swig. The door to the apartment opens and Dean and Sam walk in. Sam hangs back. "Oh, man. What do you want?"

"Heard about your friend, that's bad luck." Dean says.

"Piss off." Grossman says.

"We know someone hired you to steal the rabbit's foot. A woman." Elena says.

"Oh yeah? How do you know that?"

"Because she just stole it back from us." Dean says. Grossman laughs.

"Listen man, this is serio-" Sam steps forward and trips on a wire on the floor mid-sentence, pulling a CD player off a shelf and sending it and Sam crashing to the ground. Sam takes out a lamp as he goes. Dean just rolls his eyes. "Sam, you OK?" Dean asks.

Sam talks from the floor behind the couch. "Yeah, I'm good!" Sam pulls himself up and Grossman smirks.

"I want you to tell us her name." Dean says. 

"Screw you."

"It wasn't a freak accident that killed your partner." Elena says.

"What?" Grossman asks.

"It was the rabbit's foot." Dean says.

Grossman looks incredulous. "You're crazy, man." He says.

"You know I'm not. You saw what happened, what it did. All the flukes, all the luck. When you lose the foot that luck goes sour. That's what killed your friend." Dean says. "And my brother here is next. And who knows how many more innocent people after that. Now if you don't help us stop this thing that puts those deaths on your head." Grossman looks worried. "Now I can read people, and I get it. You're a thief, and a scumbag, that's fine. But you're not a killer. Are you?"

"No."

BIGGERSON'S RESTAURANT PARKING LOT
[ ☾]

Kubrick is leaning against his RV. Creedy approaches from the restaurant. "No one saw which way they went. And their meal was free so there's no credit card trail." He says.

"Don't worry, we'll find 'em."

"What makes you so sure?" Creedy asks.

"Cause there's a higher power at work here. I know it now." Kubrick says.

APARTMENT BLOCK
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Sam, Elena and Dean exit the apartment block. Dean's phone starts ringing. As Dean answers, he steps over a large piece of pink bubblegum on the ground. "Hello?" Dean asks.

Sam follows and steps straight into the bubblegum. "Dean, great news. Wasn't easy but I found a heavyweight cleansing ritual that should do the trick." Bobby says.

"Bobby that's uh, great, 'cept Sam, uh..." Dean looks over at Sam and grimaces when Sam lifts his shoe. "Sam lost the foot."

"He WHAT?"

"Bobby, Bobby, listen this, uh, this hot chick stole it from him. I'm serious. In her mid 20's, and she was sharp you know, good enough at the con to play us." Dean says.

Sam is trying to scrape the bubblegum off his shoe using a broken storm drain grating. "What exactly are you doing?" Elena asks him.

"I've got gum stuck to my shoe." Sam yells her.

"And she only gave the guy she hired a name, probably an alias or something." Dean says and turns to Sam. "Uh, Luigi or something?"

Sam is still scraping his shoe off. "Lugosi." He says.

"Lugosi." Dean says.

"Lugosi?" Bobby asks and then closes his eyes. "Lugos- Aw crap, it's probably Bela."

Sam moves his foot too hard, dislodging his shoe. It drops into the drain. He tries to retrieve it.

"Bela Lugosi? That's cute." Dean says.

"Bela Talbot's her real name." Bobby points out. "Crossed paths with her once or twice."

"Well she knew about the rabbit's foot, is she a Hunter?" Dean asks.

"Pretty friggin' far from a Hunter, but she knows her way around the territory. She's been out of the country." Bobby says. "Last I heard she was in the Middle East someplace."

"I guess she's back."

"Which means seriously bad luck for you." Bobby says.

"Great." Dean says.

"But, if it is Bela..." Bobby starts. "At least I might know some folks who know how to find her."

"Thanks Bobby. Again."

"Just look out for your brother, ya idjit." Bobby hangs up.

      Dean looks back at Sam. Sam looks thoroughly dejected. "What?" Dean asks.

      "I lost my shoe." Sam says and Dean looks down and Sam's sock-clad foot and sighs, annoyed. Sam hangs his head.