The Virgin Rescue Scene

Time: April 9, 1912

Location: Southampton, England

Dean Winchester has travelled back in time along with his brother Sam to stop a shape shifter, but right now Dean finds himself in the middle of a busy street at night trying to talk a young aristocratic British virgin out of committing suicide by entering a Dragon's lair. The virgin is being forced to marry a man she does not love by her desperate snobby English mother so she has decided to take her own life before the wedding takes place.

Dean: "Don't do it!"

The Virgin: "Stay back! Don't come any closer!"

Dean moves closer to her.

Dean: "Come on just give me your hand. I'll pull you back over."

The Virgin: "No, stay where you are! I mean it! I'll let go!"

The virgin grips the rail of the narrow stairs leading into a dark deep sewer beneath the street. She hesitates for a moment as she looks up at him.

Dean decides to pull out the old reverse psychology routine on this crazy suicidal virgin.

Dean: "No, you won't."

She glares back at him as she stalls from entering the sewer through a manhole. They both know dragons live beneath the streets prepared to kill anyone who enters their domain.

The Virgin: "What do you mean, "No, I won't"? Don't presume to tell me what I will and will not do, you don't know me!"

Dean: "Well, you would have done it already."

She frowns woefully at him.

The Virgin: "You're distracting me! Go away!'

Dean: "I can't. I'm involved now. You go in there, and I'm…I'm 'gonna have to jump in there after you."

The Virgin: "Don't be absurd. You'd be killed!"

Dean: "I'm a good fighter."

The Virgin: "The fall alone would kill you. It's at least a fifty foot drop."

Dean: "It would hurt. I'm not saying it wouldn't. Tell you the truth; I'm a lot more concerned about how bad the stench will be."

The virgin pauses as she begins to worry about the smell of the dragon's lair for the first time. She looks down at the blackness beneath her then back at Dean who is slowly removing his beloved jacket to prepare for entering the sewer.

The Virgin: "How bad?"

The Virgin: "Horribly bad even worst than when my brother's farts on a hot day in July. You ever, uh, you ever been to Wisconsin?"

The Virgin: "What?"

Dean: "Well, they have some of the tastiest smelliest cheese around. My brother and I've been through there near Chippewa Falls many times when we were kids. I remember when I was a kid, my father took us out to the county fair and Sam ate like ten different types of exotic cheeses. It gummed up his plumbing real bad, so later on the ride out of town near Lake Wissota. He got the shits really bad. You know that is when…."

She gets angry that this cocky American is treating her like a child so she interrupts him and yells.

The Virgin: "I know what that is!"

Dean throws up his hands defensively not meaning to upset her even further.

The Virgin: "Sorry. You just seem like, you know, kind of a nice smelling girl that doesn't get the shits. Anyway, I, uh, I had to be the one to keep bringing him more toilet paper; and I'm telling you, a stench that bad, like right down there..."

He gestures with his hand covering up his nose as he stares down toward the sewer.

Dean: "That smell hits you like a thousand dirty ass-butts farting at once you actually feel it all over your body. You can't breathe. You can't think at least, not about anything, but the stench. Which is why, I am not looking forward to jumping in there after you."

The virgin and Dean exchange awkward glances for a moment before Dean continues with his familiar monologue.

Dean: "But, like I said, I don't have a choice. I guess I'm kind of hoping you'll come back away from that manhole, and' get me off the hook here."

The Virgin: "You're crazy!"

Dean wrinkles his eyebrows as if it to say yeah I've heard that one before.

Dean: "That's what everybody says but, with all due respect, Miss, I'm not the one trying to get myself ripped to shreds by dragons. I mean you're still a virgin aren't you?"

The Virgin: "Yes, but what does that matter?"

Dean: "Oh man that would be such a waste of potential. C'mon, give me your hand. You don't want to do this sweetheart."

She takes one last look at the dark hole beneath the street and finally changes her mind when she realizes she doesn't want to face the terrible smell of dragon's breath before they eat her alive.

The virgin reaches her hand back towards Dean; he reaches forward to help pull her up.

Dean smiles at her and finally introduces himself by one of his many fake aliases.

Dean: "By the way I'm Jack Dawson."

The virgin girl shyly smiles back at this handsome stranger that's just saved her from a terrible fate. She finally tells him her name.

The Virgin: "Rose De Witt Bukater."

Dean: "I'm gonna have to get you to write that one down on a cocktail napkin."

They both coyly smile at one another.

Just then the police pull up because Rose has been blocking traffic on this street for quite a while and they've gotten complaints about it. Two demons disguised as cops prepare to arrest them both for disrupting traffic, but really they are after Dean.

Dean grabs Rose's hand and they both make a run for it back to his 1967 Chevy Impala parked nearby. The cops get back in their police car and chase the Impala through the streets of London, but Dean drives into a shipping yard near the ocean.

He hides the Impala inside a cargo bay of one of the ships docked there and the ship workers close the cargo doors in on them before they can get out. So Dean and Rose spend the night together inside the cargo hold blissfully unaware of what unfortunate vessel they've happened upon.

By the end of the night Dean sees too it that Rose De Witt Bukater is no longer a virgin and the only stench they must endure is that of their own steaming sweaty bodies as the two of them knock boots until the early morning when all the passengers begin to board including his brother Sam Winchester who is following a lead on the shape shifter trying to escape back to America on this ship.