episode
Red Sky at Morning (3.06)
Summary
Strange land-locked drownings are happening and the boys head to the coast to find out why, discovering a ghost ship has been witnessed by each of the victims shortly before their deaths. They find that Bela is already involved, running a scam on elderly Gertrude Case, the aunt of the first victim who has a thing for Sam. The Winchesters and Bela's cases clash and they realize it would make everything much easier if they worked together. Well, that goes to hell...
Originally aired: August 11, 2007
Writer: Laurence Andries
Director: Cliff Bole
Guest Starring: Lauren Cohan as Bela Talbot
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Legend
The Hand of Glory is the dried and pickled hand of a man who has been hanged, often specified as being the left (Latin: sinister) hand, or else, if the man were hanged for murder, the hand that "did the deed."
According to old European beliefs, a candle made of the fat from a malefactor who died on the gallows, virgin wax, and Lapland sesame oil (the candle could only be put out with milk), and the hand having come from the said hanged criminal, lighted and placed in the Hand of Glory (as in a candlestick) would have rendered motionless all persons to whom it was presented. (In another version the hair of the dead man is used as a wick, also the candle is said to give light only to the holder.) The Hand of Glory also purportedly had the power to unlock any door it came across. The method of making a hand of glory is described in "Petite Albert", purportedly written by Albertus Magnus.
The legend is traceable to about 1440, but the name only dates from 1707. It was originally a name for the mandrake root (via French "mandragore" and thus, "maindegloire" - "hand of glory") that became conflated with the earlier legend. The confusion may have occurred because mandrakes are said to grow beneath the bodies of hanged criminals.
Quotes
Dean: So, I've been waiting since Maple Springs. You got something to tell me?
Sam: It's not your birthday...
Dean: No.
Sam: ...Happy Purim?
Dean: There's a bullet missing from the Colt. Wanna tell me how that happened?
[Sam shakes his head]
Dean: I know it wasn't me, so unless you were shooting at some incredibly evil cans...
Dean: You went after it, didn't you? The crossroads demon. After I told you not to.
Sam: Yeah, well...
Dean: You could've gotten yourself killed.
Sam: I didn't.
Dean: And you shot her?
Sam: She was a smartass!
Dean: [about Gert] What a crazy old braud.
Sam: Why, because she believes in ghosts?
Dean: Look at you, stickin' up for your girlfriend, you cougar hound.
Sam: Bite me.
Dean: Not if she bites you first.
Dean: So what happens? You see the ship, and then a few hours later you pucker up and kiss your ass goodbye?
Sam: Basically.
Sam: I gotta ID the boat.
Dean: Shouldn't be too hard, how many three mast clipper ships are wrecked off the coast?
Sam: I checked that too, actually. Over one hundred and fifty.
Dean: Wow.
Sam: Yeah.
Dean: Crap.
Sam: Mmmhmm.
Dean: This is where we parked the car, right?
Sam: I thought so.
Dean: Where's my car?
Sam: Did you feed the meter?
Dean: Yes I fed the meter. Sam, where's my car, did somebody... stole my car?
Sam: Hey-hey, calm down. Dean.
Dean: I'm calmed down. Sombody stole my c...
[Dean starts to hyperventolate]
Sam: [turns around] Wow, Dean. Hey-hey-hey-hey, take it easy, take it easy.
Bela: '67 Impala? Was that yours? I'm sorry. I had that car towed.
Dean: You what!
Bela: Well, it was in a tow away zone.
Dean: No it wasn't!
Bela: It was when I finished with it.
Sam: How do you sleep at night?
Bela: In silk sheets, rolling naked in money.
Bela: Really Sam... I expect the attitude from him, but from you?
Sam: [stares at her] You shot me!
Bela: I barely grazed you. [pause, to Dean] Cute, but a bit of a drama queen, yeah?
Dean: Can I shoot her?
Sam: Not in public.
Bela: I see you got your car back.
Dean: You really want to come near me with a loaded gun in my hands?
Bela: Now, now. Mind your blood pressure.
Peter: You're not cops. Not dressed like that, not in that crappy car.
Dean: Hey, no need to get nasty.
Bela: So, how'd things go last night with Peter?
[Sam gives an angry look]
Bela: That well, huh.
Dean: If you say "I told you so," I swear to God, I'll start swinging.
Bela: I think the three of us should have a heart-to-heart.
Dean: That's assuming you have a heart.
Dean: A Hand of Glory? I think I got one of those at the end of my Thai massage last week.
Dean: Hey, Bela, how'd you get like this? What, your daddy not give you enough hugs or something?
Bela: I don't know. Your daddy give you enough?
Bela: What is taking so long? Sam's already halfway there. With his date.
Dean: I am so not okay with this.
Bela: What are you, a woman? Come down already.
[Dean walks down steps, Bela inhales shakily]
Dean: All right, get it out. I look ridiculous.
Bela: Not exactly the word I'd use. [short pause] You know, when this is over, we should really have angry sex.
Dean: [crosses arms awkwardly] Don't objectify me. Let's go.
Sam: Exactly how long do you expect me to entertain my date?
Bela: As long as it takes.
Dean: Look. There's security all over this place, alright. This is an uncrashable party, without Gert's invitation, so...
Sam: Dean, we can crash anything.
Dean: Yeah I know, but this is easier and a lot more entertaining.
Sam: [about Gert] You know, there are limits to what I'll do, right?
Dean: Ah, he's playing hard-to-get. That's cute.
Bela: What do you suggest?
Dean: I’m thinking.
[Long pause]
Bela: Don’t strain yourself.
[Bela collapses]
Dean: Uh, waiter! My wife has a extreme shellfish alergy. Is there crab in there?
Waiter: No.
Dean: [grabs one and eats it] Excellent by the way.
Bela: I didn't want you thinking ... you're not very good at that.
[Dean makes a face]
Bela: Oh, look at you, searching for a witty rejoinder.
Dean: Screw you.
Bela: Very Oscar Wilde.
[about Bela to the Guard]
Dean: You think she's a pain in the ass now, try living with her.
Gert: You remind me of my late husband. He was shy, too ... until we got below deck. [gropes Sam]
Sam: WHOA!
Gert: Well, you're just firm all over.
Dean: Thanks for looking after my wife.
Guard: Oh, she's being looked after alright.
Bela: Having a nice time?
Gert: Its delightful...[whispers to Bela, about Sam] He wants me.
Bela: [to Dean and Sam] I'm going to get Gert into a cold shower. See you at the cemetary.
Dean: [to Sam] You stink like sex.
Dean: I can’t believe she got another one over on us!
Sam: You.
Dean: What?
Sam: I mean, she got one over on you, not us.
Dean: Thank you, Sam! Very helpful.
Dean: [about Bela] You know what? You're right. I’m not gonna kill her. I think slow torture’s the way to go.
Sam: What's going on with you Bela? You look like you've seen a ghost.
Bela: I saw the ship.
Dean: You what? ...Wow you know I-I knew you were an immoral, thieving, con-artist bitch, but just when I thought my opinion of you couldn't get any lower...
Bela: Do you really think this is going to work?
Dean: Almost definitely not.
Bela: You boys should learn to lock your doors. Anyone could just barge in.
Sam: Anyone just did.
Bela: [after handing Dean and Sam money] I don't like being in anyone's debt.
Dean: So ponying up ten grand is easier for you then a simple "thank you"? You're so damaged.
Bela: Takes one to know one.
Sam: I don’t want you to worry about me, Dean. I want you to worry about you. I want you to give a crap that you're dying! So that's it? Nothing else to say for you?
Dean: I think maybe I'll play craps.
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