Zack:
I’m ready now, Amanda. Are you? What’s wrong, Amanda?
Amanda:
Please, I’m begging you. Why are you doing this?
Zack:
Why am I doing this? I thought it would be obvious. You rejected me, Amanda. And that's hurt.
Amanda:
But... I don’t know you! Who are you?!
Zack:
Um... I’m your husband. How is it possible you don’t recognize me after all this time?
Amanda:
What are you saying?! No, you're not! You’re not Zack! I’m begging you! Please! Leave me alone!
Zack:
Sweetheart. Believe me. I am Zack.
Amanda:
No, please… NOOOOO!!!
もう一人の自分
-THE ALTER EGO-
Dean:
[Whistling]
[In Sam’s dream]
Jessica:
Sam!
Sam:
Come on! Harry…
Sam:
[Awaken]Hagh?!
Dean:
Wakey Wakey, sunshine. Sammy?
Sam:
Ah… don’t do that please. Don’t call me “Sammy”. So? Where are we?
Dean:
We still got another five hundred clicks to we get to Missouri.
Sam:
Missouri? How that will head to north? You gonna tell me or do I need to guess? Did dad call?
Dean:
No, I haven’t heard from him yet. Check this out. Front page. Sounds pretty gruesome. Go on, check it out.
Sam:
“Bloody Murder: Husband kills new bribe with cleaver”. Charming... and?
Dean:
I checked. They said this is the fourth killing in six month. It’s a small town. They usually don’t have any crime at all.
Sam:
Yeah, so? Do we become cops all the sudden?
Dean:
Plus, all of the suspect that were arrested claimed that they were in the different place at the time that the murder was committed.
Sam:
So what you’re saying is the same person must have been in two places at once?
Dean:
Something worth looking into, don’t you think?
Sam:
Sure. But I rather spend our time trying to find dad…
Dean:
Dad would be doing the same thing if he were here and you know it.
Sam:
Yeah, alright. Whatever. Suit yourself.
[Police Station]
Dean:
Uh, excuse me? Haha...
Sam:
Dean?
Dean:
Um, hi. I’d like to talk to Detective Voile, please?
Catherine:
And what would this be about?
Dean:
Davis and Martinez. We are Federal Marshalls.
Sam:
We’d like to talk to him about the murders if we could. Is he around at all?
Catherine:
You’re looking at “him”? Detective Catherine Voile. What can I do for you, Marshalls?
Dean & Sam:
Agh…
Dean:
Good to meet you, Detective...
Catherine:
Here he is, gentlemen. Marshalls Davis and Martinez meets Zack Evince. Murdered his wife with the cleaver, two month into their marriage.
Dean:
Mr. Evince. You’re saying that your wife has already dead by the time that you came home from your brother’s house, is that correct? Mr. Evince?
Zack:
Yes…
Dean:
Mr. Evince, so that will make you innocent then…
Zack:
I didn’t kill my wife! I didn’t kill her… I loved her back then… I still can’t believe that she is dead…
Dean:
That looks like Zack. So, what do you think?
Sam:
Honestly, I get the feeling he’s telling the truth.
Dean:
Yeah, but look. The surveillance camera caught a man who looks exactly like Zack. There he is, entering the house, right before the murder was committed.
Sam:
Huh? Wait a sec.
Dean:
Huh?
Sam:
Rewind the tape a bit.
Dean:
What?
Sam:
Just do it! There, stop! Go flame by flame… there! Do you see that?
Dean:
It’s just the angle of the lens… happens all the time.
Sam:
No. Not this time. Dean, look at it again. You’ll see what I mean. Don’t you remember? Dad always said Spirits and Ghosts give a strange glow when they were recorded on camera.
Dean:
So, you think this is a doppelganger?
Catherine:
Oou!
Dean:
You okay?
Catherine:
Yeah, I just sliced my finger on the doorframe. Don’t worry about it. I think I’ll live. Ah?
Dean:
That should do the trick.
Catherine:
Thank you, Marshall.
Dean:
All in a line of duty. Since I just saved your life, I was thinking maybe we can go out for a few drinks tonight...
Sam:
[Coughing]
Dean:
Oh my god…
Catherine:
Yeah…
Dean:
Kind of rage does this to a person…
Dean:
Got something over here?
Sam:
Not really. But something doesn’t feel right. I thought that might have been a Spirit… but it didn’t leave any signs, no ozone auras, nothing.
Dean:
Hey, you alright?
Catherine:
Hagh?! Yeah, I’m fine. So… did you guys find anything?
Dean:
No struck out. Hun? Two of you were friends?
Catherine:
Yes we were. Amanda and I have been friends for very long time.
Dean:
I had no idea… I’m sorry.
Catherine:
It’s okay… There is no way you could’ve known. It’s nice of you to be concerned…
Dean:
That’s me… Mr. Nice Guy. It’s a weakness of mine.
[Sam found the trace]
Dean:
Hey, wait up. Why did you just take off like that?
Sam:
Come on, let’s go!
Dean:
What? Did you find anything?
Sam:
No, nothing. Uh… thanks for showing us the site, Catherine. We’ll call you later.
Catherine:
Okay…
[At the sewage]
Sam:
Well this is a real shelling? These bullets are rock sault.
Dean:
Real bullets won’t do us any good. The guy is a Spirit. Looks like we’re gonna have to do this at the hard way.
[Rat showed up]
Dean:
I almost blasted that thing…
Sam:
Dean! Behind you!
[Zack attacked Dean]
Dean:
Wait… Zack…
[Black out]
Sam:
Hagh?!
Dean:
Wakey wakey, sunshine.
Sam:
Dean?! What is this? Where are we?
Dean:
No need to panic, Sammy boy.
Sam:
Ugh! What? Who are you?!
Dean:
Hummm…
Sam:
You’re not Dean! Who are you?!
Dean:
What? Dean of course.
Sam:
Nice try! Dean hurt his shoulder!
Dean:
Ummm…
Sam:
What did you do with him?!
Dean:
I don’t think you wanna know.
Sam:
Answer me! What did you do with Dean?!
Dean:
Well, that hurts, little bro. Be rejected by your own brother. Why would you say these things?
Sam:
Hagh?!
Dean:
You were having hard time lately, haven’t you? Almost as hard as what I’ve been through.
Sam:
What?
Dean:
You’re not the only one has been through hell. Dean has too… I mean… I have too, you know?
Sam:
You don’t know what you’re talking about!
Dean:
Hey, I know what you’re thinking. "Why the hell we’re on the road all the time?" Well, I got to tell you. I resent the fact that you have the easy life. You know what I’ve gone through while you’re in party in college? Driving with dad, fighting these creatures, every freaking day. Ghosts, Vampires… then one day the old man decided to disappear! Just like that! What is that?! I feel betrayed by the one guy I truly believed in, and now, everyone calls me a freak! I can’t even make friends anymore. You’re getting all the fun. But “What the hell?” right? I finally getting what I’ve been waiting for a long time.
Sam:
Look, I… what are you talking about?!
Dean:
Catherine, little bro.
Sam:
Hagh?!
Dean:
I’m gonna show her a good time…
Sam:
Stop! Stop! Wait!
[Real Dean awaken]
Dean:
Uggghhh… Hagh?!
Sam:
Hagh? Who’s there?!
Dean:
Is that you, Sam?!
Sam:
Dean?! I hope you can tell me what the hell is going on!
Dean:
Yeah, right…
Sam:
Looks like that thing is a “Shape Shifter”. And right now, he looks just like you!
Dean:
That’s great…
Sam:
He is on his way where Catherine is now!
Dean:
If I can just loose these ropes a bit… what do you think that Spirit after?!
Sam:
No, that’s not Spirit! It has the ability to see our thought! Have you ever heard of the Shape Shifter that can do that?!
Dean:
I’m really not sure… right now, I just have to concentrate on getting these ropes off, so we can get the hell out of here… only few more seconds and we should be out of here…
Shape Shifter:
[Creaking]
Dean:
Oh, come on…
Sam:
Good work!
Dean:
Now I know what… Tarzan goes through, huh?
Dean:
You sure it’s a Shape Shifter?
Sam:
Positive. It’s written here in dad’s diary. Shape Shifters can change shape and form into practically anything. And it have been written about their folk crawl all over the world.
Dean:
Well, I guess we just got the bit of good news then.
Sam:
How do you figure?
Dean:
Shape Shifters aren’t that hard to get rid of. Not like Vampires or anything, all it takes is this…a silver bullet to get the job done.
Dean:
Here we are. Alright, I’d better get in there. Just hope we’re not too late.
[Ringing]
Dean:
Catherine, open the door… Hah, I'm glad you’re alright…
Catherine:
I’m fine now. What can I do for you at this time?
Dean:
I’m just relieved. That’s all. I was worry that…
Catherine:
Wait, let me get this straight. You’re telling me that one of these creatures was the real culprit? The Shape… what did you call them?
Dean:
Shape Shifters. From what I gather, Shape Shifters are known as a subspecies. The deviator from humans. That’s why they’ve prosecuted by man. I know it’s sounds crazy, but to survive to this day by assuming the form of those around them…
Catherine:
You weren’t seriously expecting me to believe any of this crap, were you?
Dean:
Yeah, I was. You have to believe me. Uh? Wow, wait a sec... What the hell is this?
Catherine:
I checked with the U.S. Marshall Services. There is no Marshall Davis! Start talking! Who the hell are you?
Catherine:
Yeah, I just sliced my finger on the doorframe.
[Dean fights back]
Dean:
Who the hell are you?! Remember when we first went to see the crime scene? You sliced open your finger. Let me see it! Or maybe you just heal fast?
SWAT:
You are completely surrounded! Drop your weapon and come out now! You have thirty seconds!
Dean:
You’re gonna pay for everything you’ve done!
Catherine[Shape Shifter]:
Huhuhu… [Screaming]
[Shape Shifter escaped]
Dean:
What the hell?
SWAT:
Going in! Move!
Dean:
Damn it! What am I gonna do now?!
Sam:
Damn!
SWAT:
Freeze!
Sam:
Hagh?! Uh… Wait. Okay, okay… don’t shoot.
SWAT[Dean]:
Gotcha. Hahahaha...
Sam:
Dean? Ugh!
SWAT:
Damn it! Search the house! Come on! Move!
Sam:
I hope Catherine is safe.
Dean:
All I think is what that Shape Shifter might have done to her!
Sam:
I know. Me either.
Dean:
We got to find her!
Sam:
What do you think we should do?
Dean:
Let’s guess… we got to try to find his nesting area and then searching with the fine two combs.
Sam:
Damn it! That will take forever!
Dean:
Alright, quit your whining. That’s enough. All you have to do is to find the closest entrance to the swage line, Sammy.
Sam:
I’m working on it! Then what?!
Dean:
Hummm…
Sam:
We may just be the one ends up on the wanted list…
[Dean points a gun at Sam]
Sam:
What the hell are you doing? This is no time to fool around…
Dean:
Shut up! You’re not fooling me, alright? You think I don’t know my own brother?
Sam:
Oh my god… You’re not… You’re not Dean, are you?
Dean:
Took the words out of my mouth. Because I know you’re not Sam.
Sam:
What did you do with Dean?! You think you can fool me with your pathetic attempt to being my brother?!
[Struggling]
Dean:
Yeah. Looks like you’re the one with the cheap disguise. Reminds me with the old days.
[Sam grabs the gun]
Sam:
Oh yeah? Well, I’ve grown…
[Real Sam appears]
Sam:
Come on! Let’s finish this! I want my brother back!
Dean:
Wait, Sam. Don’t shoot! I really am Dean!
Sam:
Yeah, and I really am Sam! I’m sorry you don’t believe me big brother…
[Gunshot]
Dean:
Thanks… I owe you one…
Dean:
So, how did you like shooting yourself?
Sam:
I’ll probably have nightmares about it.
Dean:
Can’t say I blame you.
Catherine:
Hey… thanks a lot for... saving my life.
Dean:
No problem. Just doing my job.
Catherine:
Your job? Right… So, have you two always being monster hunters then?
Dean:
Yeah, pretty much.
Catherine:
How did you get into that?
Dean & Sam:
Family Business.
Catherine:
Of course it is…
Dean:
And you’re cop. Aren’t you gonna take us to some dingy room and interrogate us?
Catherine:
No, I always play the good cop.
Dean:
Gotcha.
---ED---
Dean:
So, what’s gonna happen to the suspects you have in custody?
Catherine:
We have to go over their alibis again but in line of what’s happened, I’m sure they’ll be released pretty soon.
Hum… That looks perfect…
Amanda:
Hagh?
Zack:
I’m ready now, Amanda. Are you? What’s wrong, Amanda?
Amanda:
Please, I’m begging you. Why are you doing this?
Zack:
Why am I doing this? I thought it would be obvious. You rejected me, Amanda. And that's hurt.
Amanda:
But... I don’t know you! Who are you?!
Zack:
Um... I’m your husband. How is it possible you don’t recognize me after all this time?
Amanda:
What are you saying?! No, you're not! You’re not Zack! I’m begging you! Please! Leave me alone!
Zack:
Sweetheart. Believe me. I am Zack.
Amanda:
No, please… NOOOOO!!!
もう一人の自分
-THE ALTER EGO-
Dean:
[Whistling]
[In Sam’s dream]
Jessica:
Sam!
Sam:
Come on! Harry…
Sam:
[Awaken]Hagh?!
Dean:
Wakey Wakey, sunshine. Sammy?
Sam:
Ah… don’t do that please. Don’t call me “Sammy”. So? Where are we?
Dean:
We still got another five hundred clicks to we get to Missouri.
Sam:
Missouri? How that will head to north? You gonna tell me or do I need to guess? Did dad call?
Dean:
No, I haven’t heard from him yet. Check this out. Front page. Sounds pretty gruesome. Go on, check it out.
Sam:
“Bloody Murder: Husband kills new bribe with cleaver”. Charming... and?
Dean:
I checked. They said this is the fourth killing in six month. It’s a small town. They usually don’t have any crime at all.
Sam:
Yeah, so? Do we become cops all the sudden?
Dean:
Plus, all of the suspect that were arrested claimed that they were in the different place at the time that the murder was committed.
Sam:
So what you’re saying is the same person must have been in two places at once?
Dean:
Something worth looking into, don’t you think?
Sam:
Sure. But I rather spend our time trying to find dad…
Dean:
Dad would be doing the same thing if he were here and you know it.
Sam:
Yeah, alright. Whatever. Suit yourself.
[Police Station]
Dean:
Uh, excuse me? Haha...
Sam:
Dean?
Dean:
Um, hi. I’d like to talk to Detective Voile, please?
Catherine:
And what would this be about?
Dean:
Davis and Martinez. We are Federal Marshalls.
Sam:
We’d like to talk to him about the murders if we could. Is he around at all?
Catherine:
You’re looking at “him”? Detective Catherine Voile. What can I do for you, Marshalls?
Dean & Sam:
Agh…
Dean:
Good to meet you, Detective...
Catherine:
Here he is, gentlemen. Marshalls Davis and Martinez meets Zack Evince. Murdered his wife with the cleaver, two month into their marriage.
Dean:
Mr. Evince. You’re saying that your wife has already dead by the time that you came home from your brother’s house, is that correct? Mr. Evince?
Zack:
Yes…
Dean:
Mr. Evince, so that will make you innocent then…
Zack:
I didn’t kill my wife! I didn’t kill her… I loved her back then… I still can’t believe that she is dead…
Dean:
That looks like Zack. So, what do you think?
Sam:
Honestly, I get the feeling he’s telling the truth.
Dean:
Yeah, but look. The surveillance camera caught a man who looks exactly like Zack. There he is, entering the house, right before the murder was committed.
Sam:
Huh? Wait a sec.
Dean:
Huh?
Sam:
Rewind the tape a bit.
Dean:
What?
Sam:
Just do it! There, stop! Go flame by flame… there! Do you see that?
Dean:
It’s just the angle of the lens… happens all the time.
Sam:
No. Not this time. Dean, look at it again. You’ll see what I mean. Don’t you remember? Dad always said Spirits and Ghosts give a strange glow when they were recorded on camera.
Dean:
So, you think this is a doppelganger?
Catherine:
Oou!
Dean:
You okay?
Catherine:
Yeah, I just sliced my finger on the doorframe. Don’t worry about it. I think I’ll live. Ah?
Dean:
That should do the trick.
Catherine:
Thank you, Marshall.
Dean:
All in a line of duty. Since I just saved your life, I was thinking maybe we can go out for a few drinks tonight...
Sam:
[Coughing]
Dean:
Oh my god…
Catherine:
Yeah…
Dean:
Kind of rage does this to a person…
Dean:
Got something over here?
Sam:
Not really. But something doesn’t feel right. I thought that might have been a Spirit… but it didn’t leave any signs, no ozone auras, nothing.
Dean:
Hey, you alright?
Catherine:
Hagh?! Yeah, I’m fine. So… did you guys find anything?
Dean:
No struck out. Hun? Two of you were friends?
Catherine:
Yes we were. Amanda and I have been friends for very long time.
Dean:
I had no idea… I’m sorry.
Catherine:
It’s okay… There is no way you could’ve known. It’s nice of you to be concerned…
Dean:
That’s me… Mr. Nice Guy. It’s a weakness of mine.
[Sam found the trace]
Dean:
Hey, wait up. Why did you just take off like that?
Sam:
Come on, let’s go!
Dean:
What? Did you find anything?
Sam:
No, nothing. Uh… thanks for showing us the site, Catherine. We’ll call you later.
Catherine:
Okay…
[At the sewage]
Sam:
Well this is a real shelling? These bullets are rock sault.
Dean:
Real bullets won’t do us any good. The guy is a Spirit. Looks like we’re gonna have to do this at the hard way.
[Rat showed up]
Dean:
I almost blasted that thing…
Sam:
Dean! Behind you!
[Zack attacked Dean]
Dean:
Wait… Zack…
[Black out]
Sam:
Hagh?!
Dean:
Wakey wakey, sunshine.
Sam:
Dean?! What is this? Where are we?
Dean:
No need to panic, Sammy boy.
Sam:
Ugh! What? Who are you?!
Dean:
Hummm…
Sam:
You’re not Dean! Who are you?!
Dean:
What? Dean of course.
Sam:
Nice try! Dean hurt his shoulder!
Dean:
Ummm…
Sam:
What did you do with him?!
Dean:
I don’t think you wanna know.
Sam:
Answer me! What did you do with Dean?!
Dean:
Well, that hurts, little bro. Be rejected by your own brother. Why would you say these things?
Sam:
Hagh?!
Dean:
You were having hard time lately, haven’t you? Almost as hard as what I’ve been through.
Sam:
What?
Dean:
You’re not the only one has been through hell. Dean has too… I mean… I have too, you know?
Sam:
You don’t know what you’re talking about!
Dean:
Hey, I know what you’re thinking. "Why the hell we’re on the road all the time?" Well, I got to tell you. I resent the fact that you have the easy life. You know what I’ve gone through while you’re in party in college? Driving with dad, fighting these creatures, every freaking day. Ghosts, Vampires… then one day the old man decided to disappear! Just like that! What is that?! I feel betrayed by the one guy I truly believed in, and now, everyone calls me a freak! I can’t even make friends anymore. You’re getting all the fun. But “What the hell?” right? I finally getting what I’ve been waiting for a long time.
Sam:
Look, I… what are you talking about?!
Dean:
Catherine, little bro.
Sam:
Hagh?!
Dean:
I’m gonna show her a good time…
Sam:
Stop! Stop! Wait!
[Real Dean awaken]
Dean:
Uggghhh… Hagh?!
Sam:
Hagh? Who’s there?!
Dean:
Is that you, Sam?!
Sam:
Dean?! I hope you can tell me what the hell is going on!
Dean:
Yeah, right…
Sam:
Looks like that thing is a “Shape Shifter”. And right now, he looks just like you!
Dean:
That’s great…
Sam:
He is on his way where Catherine is now!
Dean:
If I can just loose these ropes a bit… what do you think that Spirit after?!
Sam:
No, that’s not Spirit! It has the ability to see our thought! Have you ever heard of the Shape Shifter that can do that?!
Dean:
I’m really not sure… right now, I just have to concentrate on getting these ropes off, so we can get the hell out of here… only few more seconds and we should be out of here…
Shape Shifter:
[Creaking]
Dean:
Oh, come on…
Sam:
Good work!
Dean:
Now I know what… Tarzan goes through, huh?
Dean:
You sure it’s a Shape Shifter?
Sam:
Positive. It’s written here in dad’s diary. Shape Shifters can change shape and form into practically anything. And it have been written about their folk crawl all over the world.
Dean:
Well, I guess we just got the bit of good news then.
Sam:
How do you figure?
Dean:
Shape Shifters aren’t that hard to get rid of. Not like Vampires or anything, all it takes is this…a silver bullet to get the job done.
Dean:
Here we are. Alright, I’d better get in there. Just hope we’re not too late.
[Ringing]
Dean:
Catherine, open the door… Hah, I'm glad you’re alright…
Catherine:
I’m fine now. What can I do for you at this time?
Dean:
I’m just relieved. That’s all. I was worry that…
Catherine:
Wait, let me get this straight. You’re telling me that one of these creatures was the real culprit? The Shape… what did you call them?
Dean:
Shape Shifters. From what I gather, Shape Shifters are known as a subspecies. The deviator from humans. That’s why they’ve prosecuted by man. I know it’s sounds crazy, but to survive to this day by assuming the form of those around them…
Catherine:
You weren’t seriously expecting me to believe any of this crap, were you?
Dean:
Yeah, I was. You have to believe me. Uh? Wow, wait a sec... What the hell is this?
Catherine:
I checked with the U.S. Marshall Services. There is no Marshall Davis! Start talking! Who the hell are you?
Catherine:
Yeah, I just sliced my finger on the doorframe.
[Dean fights back]
Dean:
Who the hell are you?! Remember when we first went to see the crime scene? You sliced open your finger. Let me see it! Or maybe you just heal fast?
SWAT:
You are completely surrounded! Drop your weapon and come out now! You have thirty seconds!
Dean:
You’re gonna pay for everything you’ve done!
Catherine[Shape Shifter]:
Huhuhu… [Screaming]
[Shape Shifter escaped]
Dean:
What the hell?
SWAT:
Going in! Move!
Dean:
Damn it! What am I gonna do now?!
Sam:
Damn!
SWAT:
Freeze!
Sam:
Hagh?! Uh… Wait. Okay, okay… don’t shoot.
SWAT[Dean]:
Gotcha. Hahahaha...
Sam:
Dean? Ugh!
SWAT:
Damn it! Search the house! Come on! Move!
Sam:
I hope Catherine is safe.
Dean:
All I think is what that Shape Shifter might have done to her!
Sam:
I know. Me either.
Dean:
We got to find her!
Sam:
What do you think we should do?
Dean:
Let’s guess… we got to try to find his nesting area and then searching with the fine two combs.
Sam:
Damn it! That will take forever!
Dean:
Alright, quit your whining. That’s enough. All you have to do is to find the closest entrance to the swage line, Sammy.
Sam:
I’m working on it! Then what?!
Dean:
Hummm…
Sam:
We may just be the one ends up on the wanted list…
[Dean points a gun at Sam]
Sam:
What the hell are you doing? This is no time to fool around…
Dean:
Shut up! You’re not fooling me, alright? You think I don’t know my own brother?
Sam:
Oh my god… You’re not… You’re not Dean, are you?
Dean:
Took the words out of my mouth. Because I know you’re not Sam.
Sam:
What did you do with Dean?! You think you can fool me with your pathetic attempt to being my brother?!
[Struggling]
Dean:
Yeah. Looks like you’re the one with the cheap disguise. Reminds me with the old days.
[Sam grabs the gun]
Sam:
Oh yeah? Well, I’ve grown…
[Real Sam appears]
Sam:
Come on! Let’s finish this! I want my brother back!
Dean:
Wait, Sam. Don’t shoot! I really am Dean!
Sam:
Yeah, and I really am Sam! I’m sorry you don’t believe me big brother…
[Gunshot]
Dean:
Thanks… I owe you one…
Dean:
So, how did you like shooting yourself?
Sam:
I’ll probably have nightmares about it.
Dean:
Can’t say I blame you.
Catherine:
Hey… thanks a lot for... saving my life.
Dean:
No problem. Just doing my job.
Catherine:
Your job? Right… So, have you two always being monster hunters then?
Dean:
Yeah, pretty much.
Catherine:
How did you get into that?
Dean & Sam:
Family Business.
Catherine:
Of course it is…
Dean:
And you’re cop. Aren’t you gonna take us to some dingy room and interrogate us?
Catherine:
No, I always play the good cop.
Dean:
Gotcha.
---ED---
Dean:
So, what’s gonna happen to the suspects you have in custody?
Catherine:
We have to go over their alibis again but in line of what’s happened, I’m sure they’ll be released pretty soon.
Dean:
That’s good.
Catherine:
Yeah. Take care of yourselves now.
Dean:
We will. Don’t worry about us.
Sam:
Well, see you around, Catherine.