PATRICIA HOTEL

There are several people and cops outside, after the alarm was set off. The man leaves the hotel, carrying a briefcase. He walks down the street, as the fake cop from before is hiding. The fake cop follows behind the man. Dean opens the door to the room.

"Alright, We're good to go." Dean Says

Dean sees Sam knocked out on the floor. He walks over to him.

"Sam? Sammy!" Dean Says, he checks Sam's pulse and sighs in relief.

Outside The fake cop is seen following behind the man, with a gun. Moments later Sam and Dean leave the hotel and start walking.

"Sure you're not drowsy? How many fingers am I holding up?" Dean Says, holding up three fingers, but Sam ignores him.

"I'm fine." Sam Says

"Okay, I'm just saying, you're taking a lot of shots to the head lately. I mean, I know that Disney Princess hair gives you some padding, but, uh..." Dean Says

They hear noises coming from the alley and run in that direction. The man is lying on the ground, knocked out, Sam and Dean stand above him.

"Yeah, that's him. Or at least I think that's the guy." Sam Says

"Alright, well, if he clocked you, then who clocked him?" Dean Says

The man starts to open his eyes as Sam gestures to Dean as they see the man waking up.

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PATRICIA HOTEL

Sam, Dean and the man, Father Lucca, are sitting in the reception area. Dean is going through the man's wallet. The man is holding a cloth to where he was knocked in the head.

"Where is it?" Dean Asks

"The piece of paper you took off me – where is it?" Sam Asks

"I don't... He took it." Father Lucca Says

"He? He who?" Sam Asks

"The other man. I-I don't know. I didn't see his face." Father Lucca Says

"Great. That's awesome." Dean Says

"Okay, okay. Let's start from the beginning. Who are you?" Sam Asks

"My name... my name is Lucca Camilleri." He Says, as Dean shows Sam the wallet.

"Uh, Father Lucca Caman... yeri." Dean Says, as he
throws the wallet to Sam.

"You're a priest?" Sam Says

"Si." Father Lucca Says

"Why are you here?" Sam Asks

"I'm searching for something." Father Lucca Says

"Let me guess–about yay big, used to be some holy dude's brain basket?" Dean Says

"The skull of St. Peter. It was stolen from a nunnery, my parish, eight days ago. They asked me to get it back." Father Lucca Says

"Really?" Sam Says

"Our local police can't handle something like this, and the sisters, they have faith in me." Father Lucca Says

"How's that working out for 'em?" Dean Says

Sam is searching on his phone while he looks at the wallet.

"So, what? You just thought you'd uh...come here and steal it back?" Sam Says

"No. I was gonna buy it. Thieves only understand one thing–money–so I-I-I brought money. All the money that we had." Father Lucca Says

Dean picks up the briefcase. He opens it to see a lot money in different currencies.

"My village is a small place, and Miele... when he vanished after the skull went missing, we all knew what he'd done. So, I followed him here." Father Lucca Says

"And killed him." Dean Says

"No, mio Dio. No, I would never do that. When I arrived, he was already dead. I...and I didn't know what to do." Father Lucca Says

"So you hit me?" Sam Says

"The skull was gone. When I saw you found something, I-I-I lost my head, okay? Look, that
relic means everything to my congregation.
And I understand that sounds strange to you,
but... Imagine you woke up one morning, and this thing you loved, this thing you and your parents and your children saw every week, this thing you prayed to since you were old enough to form words, was just gone. What would you do?" Father Lucca Says

"Try to get it back." Sam Says

"And I did. And I failed. And–and this never should've happened." Father Lucca Says

"Yeah, well, the world's a screwed place, padre. What are you gonna do about it?" Dean Says

"Change it." Father Lucca Says

"Yeah, good luck with that." Dean Says

"It's not about luck, son. It's about effort. All the time, I hear people saying the world's not perfect. And they're right. It's not. But do you use that as an excuse? Do you use it to excuse your own sins? Your failings and your laziness? Do you use it to give a
bad man power, because the world's not perfect?
Or do you work? Do you try and improve things in whatever way you can? Guys, the world will never
be perfect, but if good men do good things, it can
be better. Every day can get better." Father Lucca Says

Dean nods, and Sam smiles as he listens to Father Lucca.

"I-I'm sorry, I know I talk too much. I just...I just wanna go home." Father Lucca Says

"Without the skull?" Dean Says

"Yes." Father Lucca Says

"No. What if we get the skull back for you?" Sam Says

"Sam–excuse me. Can I talk to you?" Dean Says, he and Sam get up and walk away.

"What?" Sam Says

"The hell are you doin'?" Dean Says

"We have to find it anyways." Sam Says

"Yeah, and give it to Greenstreet and then get our
fill up on Jesus juice." Dean Says

"Or we get the skull back and then we arrange a meet and then..." Sam Says

"What? Double-cross him?" Dean Says

"Why not?" Dean scoffs as he takes out his phone.
"Okay, look. Look at this. Father Lucca Camilleri, born in Malta. He spent the last two decades of his life doing charity work all over the world–Africa, South America. He–he–he's a good guy. And what he said... I believe him." Sam Says

"Great. So do I. But Friar Tuck over there, we don't owe him anything. Sammy, he sucker-punched you." Dean Says

"And I get why. I mean, if-if somebody, uh, if somebody stole the Impala, what would you do?" Sam Says

"Murder. I'd murder 'em all." Dean Says

"Right. My point being, I... I don't want a dick like Greenstreet or Scarpatti to win. Not this time." Sam Says

"There'll be torture first. There'll be, like, a lot of torture, and then there'd–it would end up with death. If I can't have it, nobody can." Dean Says

"Were you even listening to what I was saying? Scarpatti and Greenstreet? What did I say?" Sam Says

Dean is staring angrily at Sam, he waves his hands in front of Dean, but he isn't moving. Sam walks away, as Dean snaps out of it and follows him.

THE IMPALA

The Impala drives down the road, while Dean drives and Sam in the passenger seat on his laptop, with Father Lucca in the back.

"Alright. It's a party. The guy who jumped you-you remember anything about him?" Dean Asks

"No. I-I'm sorry." Father Lucca Says

"Okay, what about security cameras?" Dean Asks

"Nope. There aren't any." Sam Says

"Great. So we got nothing." Dean Says

"Wait. We got the number on the paper." Father Lucca Says

"The what?" Dean Says

"SE-143382-IT99." Father Lucca Says

"Wow. That's some memory. Okay, well, what is it? A combination? Coordinates, maybe?" Dean Says, as Sam starts to look up the number on his laptop.

"No, no, no. It is, uh... it's a tracking number... for a package sent from Valletta, Malta, five days ago." Sam Says

"Where is it now?" Father Lucca Asks

EXPRESS COURIERS

A man rings the bell at the counter, and a employee comes in from the back room.

"Can I help you?" He Asks

"You can say that."

It is the Fake Cop from the hotel room. He hands over the piece of paper with the tracking number to the Courier.

Outside Sam, Dean and Father Lucca watch from the Impala as the fake cop leaves the Express Couriers with the package. He gets in his car and drives away.

"There he is." Dean Says

"That's fake cop." Sam Says

"Yes, it is." Dean Says, then pulls the Impala out of parking and starts to follow the other car.

WAREHOUSE

The Fake Cop's car pulls into a warehouse lot, then the Impala pulls up outside.

"Why did he bring the relic here?" Father Lucca Says

"Don't know. Don't care. Alright, here's the play–we head in there and we kick fake cop's real ass." Dean Says

"Yeah. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Look at this." Sam Says

They all look out the window to see another car pulling into the lot.

"What the hell?" Dean Says

A man gets out of the driver's side and walks to the back of the car, and Margaret exits the car.

"Oh, look, it's your girlfriend." Dean Says

"So much for simple." Sam Says

Margaret then enters the warehouse as the Fake Cop follows her in, carrying the package.

"Everything's on schedule?" Margaret Says

"Yes, ma'am, even with all the complications." He Says

"Complications are what I pay you for." Margaret Says

"Maybe we should talk about a raise." He Says

"No. We really shouldn't. Mr. Scarpatti, thank you so much for coming." Margaret Says

Margaret walks further into the warehouse, where Scarpatti and his men are standing around a table.

"What can I say? When somebody's screwing me, I like to look into their eye." Scarpatti Says

"No one's screwing–" Margaret Says

"Really? If it wasn't for me, that wouldn't even be here. Alright? I already made a deal." Scarpatti Says

"With a dead man." Margaret Says

"Well, he wasn't dead at the time." Scarpatti Says

"Times change. Mr. Miele was the competition, so..." Margaret Says

"Yeah, so... you killed him?" Scarpatti Says

"I cornered the market." Margaret Says

"Really? So I, uh, I suppose you don't plan on, um, honoring his price." Scarpatti Says

"Oh." Margaret Says

"So what if I say no?" Scarpatti Says

"Oh, if you won't pay, he will." Margaret Says

"Who's "he"?" Scarpatti Says

Suddenly Greenstreet walks into the warehouse with his men.

"Huh. You know the deal's crap when we start drawing flies." Scarpatti Says

"If that's what you think, there is the door." Greenstreet Says

"Yeah, well, fat chance." Scarpatti Says

"Now then... shall we begin?" Margaret Says

The Fake Cop opens the package with a knife. He takes out a bag and places it on the table. He opens the bag to reveal the skull of St. Peter.

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WAREHOUSE

Outside Dean is sitting in the Impala, Father Lucca is now in the passenger seat, as Sam is in the warehouse.

"You're worried." Father Lucca Says

"You're not?" Dean Says

"I...God will see us through." Father Lucca Says

"Yeah, he really won't." Dean Says

"You're not a believer." Father Lucca Says

"Oh, I believe. Hell, I know. God? He doesn't give a damn about you or me or anyone else. So, if you're expecting some sort of a-a miracle to happen, well... good luck." Dean Says

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean that God would reach down and protect us. Of course, that's not going to happen. But I believe that all good things are God's things. And what your brother's doing, it's a good thing." Father Lucca Says

"Yeah, or a stupid thing." Dean Says

"Or both. Many times, they can be the same." Father Lucca Says, then Sam's voice is heard on Dean's phone.

"Yeah, I got it. I got it. Just go easy."

Inside a man leads Sam into the warehouse. The Fake Cop takes out his gun and aims it at Sam.

"Whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa. Take it easy. Easy. I'm not here to fight." Sam Says

"Then why are you here?" He Asks

Sam holds up the briefcase he is carrying, and Fake Cop takes aim at him.

"Just...may I?" Sam Says

They nod and Sam opens the case to show them the money inside.

"I'm here to buy. So... let's make a deal. Okay? It's just business." Sam Says

Outside in the Impala, Dean picks up his phone as Sam continues.

"He's in. Let's go." Dean Says, as he and Father Lucca leave the Impala.

Everyone looks at the money inside the briefcase, Sam then drops the case on the table.

"Sam! So very, very good to see you again." Margaret Says, as Sam gives her a fake smile.

"I'm sorry. I thought you were working for me." Greenstreet Says

"And I thought you were working for me." Scarpatti Says

"Right, yeah. Turns out I'm working for me." Sam Says

"I don't trust him." Greenstreet Says

"Oh, I don't know. I'm quite fond of Sam. And besides, money's money. Hmm?" Margaret Says

She takes out a notepad from her bag and rips a piece of paper out, She hands it to Sam along with a pen. Outside a henchman is keeping guard, Father Lucca approaches behind him.

"Pardon me." Father Lucca Says

"The hell are you doing here?" He Asks

"Creating a distraction." Father Lucca Says

Dean then comes up behind the henchman and covers his mouth. He takes his gun, as he puts him in a headlock, and starts dropping him to the ground.

"Creating a distraction"?" Dean Says

"Lying, it's a sin." Father Lucca Says

Dean drops the henchman to the ground who is passed out. He checks the gun for bullets as Father Lucca looks at the henchman on the ground.

"Is he okay?" Father Lucca Asks

Dean looks at Father Lucca, before walking away.
Inside Margaret is standing at the table where the skull sits.

"Alright. I wanna make this simple. I want each of you to think of your price, your very best price, and write it down on a piece of paper. The one with the most zeroes wins. Agreed?" Margaret Asks

"Yeah, whatever." Scarpatti Says

"What he said." Sam Says, he looks down the paper in his hands.

Around the warehouse more henchmen are passed out, Thanks to Dean.

"Alright, that's all of 'em." Dean Says, as he cocks his gun.

"What now?" Father Lucca Asks

"You stay here and you stay down." Dean Says

"I'll say a prayer." Father Lucca Says

"Yeah. You do that." Dean Says, he leaves to go into the warehouse.

Inside Sam, Scarpatti and Greenstreet are all writing down their price. Margaret walks to Scarpatti's henchman and takes the paper. She then walks to Greenstreet and takes his. She walks to Sam, as he finishes writing his price down. He shuts the case, and hands her his paper.

"Good luck." She smiles to Sam, then hands the papers to Fake Cop. "If you would." Margaret Says

"Sure. From Lurch" he points at Sam "Over here, $634,000... and 2 cents." He Says, as Scarpatti laughs.

"2 cents." Scarpatti Says

"From the boss, $3 million." He Says

"Yeah, well, you tried. That's the most important part." Greenstreet Says

"Really?" Scarpatti Says

"And from Fats over there... nothing." He Says, as he
holds up the paper which has a '0' on it.

"What?" Sam Says

"Nothing?" Scarpatti Says

"Is this a joke to you?" Margaret Says

"Oh no. I intend to buy the skull... just not from you. Kill her." Greenstreet Says

The Fake cop takes out his gun and aims it at Margaret, she backs away.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Easy." Sam Says

"Hand me the relic, and I will pay you $1 million cash right now." Greenstreet Says

"Mr. Cromarty has been working for me for years, and I can assure you–" Margaret Says

Mr.Cromarty then aims his gun at Margaret, he shoots her. And She falls to the floor, dead.

"Really should've talked about that raise." Mr.Cromarty Says

Sam then moves out of the way as Mr.Cromarty starts shooting at the henchmen. Greenstreet and
his man hide behind some equipment, as a shoot-out starts.

Sam starts shooting at the others, as they all start shooting at each other. Dean finally enters the warehouse, and starts shooting at the henchmen.
Outside Father Lucca hears what is happening
inside and continues to pray.

The shoot-out continues, and moves into a montage. Scarpatti and his man are shooting at
Greenstreet's man, and he shoots at them.

Sam and Dean are shooting at the henchmen. Dean takes both guns and moves forward, as he continues to fire. Outside, Father Lucca continues to pray. Inside.

Mr.Cromarty shoots Scarpatti, and he falls to the floor, dead. One of the men shoots Mr.Cromarty. And Sam shoots one of the henchman. Father Lucca is now inside, and stops Mr.Cromarty from shooting Dean. They struggle, and Cromarty shoots Father Lucca.

"No!" Sam Says

Sam shoots Cromarty and he falls to the floor, Sam and Dean rush over to Father Lucca.

"Hey. Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. You alright?" Sam Asks

"I think I got shot." Father Lucca Says

Dean lifts up Father Lucca's shirt to see only a little blood.

"Looks like he just grazed you. A few more inches to the left and, uh..." Dean Says

"It's a miracle." Father Lucca Says

Sam and Dean, with Father Lucca behind them, search the warehouse and find Greenstreet still hiding.

"I didn't know this would happen. I...I'll give you anything you want, huh?" Greenstreet Says

"The blood, where is it?" Dean Asks

"It, uh... doesn't exist." Greenstreet Says

"You...what? Wait a second. You told us–" Sam Says

"Exactly what you wanted to hear. It was just a bit of..." Greenstreet Says

"Chicanery?" Dean Says

"Exactly." Greenstreet Says

"Well... chicane this." Dean Says, he then punches Greenstreet to the ground, knocking him out.

Later there are police cars outside the warehouse. A policeman leads Greenstreet to a car and sits him inside.

"No, no, no, no. Wait. Don't–you-you-you've made a mistake." Greenstreet Says

AIRPORT

Dean parks the Impala, they all exit the car as the two brothers stand in front of Father Lucca.

"Are you sure you're going to be okay?" Sam Asks

"I am. Grazie mille. Thank you for everything." Father Lucca Says, while holding the skull.

"You know it's just a hunk of bone, right?" Dean Says

"I do, but everyone, we all have faith in something, even if it's just "a hunk of bone." Father Lucca Says

"By the way, I-I-I was reading about you. Um, what is, uh... Apostolic Protonotary Supernumery?" Sam Says

"A what now?" Dean Says

"Oh. It-it doesn't mean anything. It's just a title the Pope gives for good works." Fathers Lucca Says

"The Pope gave that to you? What–you met the Pope?" Dean Says

"Yeah. He called me un uomo santissimo." Father Lucca Says

"What does that mean?" Sam Asks

"A most holy man." Father Lucca Says

Sam and Dean look shocked, before they look at
each other.

"What?" Father Lucca Says

"Before you go, we're gonna need one more thing." Dean Says

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THE BUNKER, WAR ROOM

Later Dean is sitting at the world map table, while holding a vile of Father Lucca's blood. Sam walks into the room.

"Well, one down, three to go." Dean Says

"Yeah." Sam Says

"What?" Dean Says

Sam sits down on the stairs between the war room and the library, as Dean turns to face him.

"Come on. I know that look. What's on your mind?" Dean Asks

"I don't know. Nothing. I mean–I mean, you know... You ever feel like we're–we're doing nothing but playing defense? You know, bouncing from one apocalypse to the next?" Sam Says

"Well, it's not exactly our call." Dean Says

"I know that, and I'm not saying we don't do good. But–but no matter how many people we save, there will always be more people that need saving. No matter how many monsters we kill–" Sam Says

"There's always gonna be another one around the corner." Dean Says

"Exactly." Dean nods as he takes in what he is saying. "You think we could ever change things? I mean, really change things? You know, stop all the monsters, all the bad?" Sam Says

"That would be nice." Dean Says

"Yeah. So, what are you thinkin'? Think that'll work?" Sam Asks, Dean moves the vile around, and looks at him.

"I have faith." Dean Says