For This You Were Born

01. Pilot

[Note: Charlotte's dialogue will be italicized with no quotations. Any time a character is speaking to her, they're either translating through Dean or someone who knows ASL and also using, or attempting to use, ASL.]

INT. IMPALA

Daddy, where are we going?

Dean smiled as he wrote something down. 'We're getting your uncle. Want to pick the song?'

Even though you're driving? I know your rule, Daddy.

'Even though I'm driving'

Can you put on Eagles? That was Mommy's favorite music.

Dean smiled sadly and nodded as he signed, Yes. Eagles' Hotel California soon filled the speakers and Charlotte, feeling the vibrations, danced along.

INT. APARTMENT BEDROOM – DAY

"Sam!" a young woman called.

The young woman, Jess, came around a corner; Jess was wearing a sexy-nurse costume and adjusting her hat. The photo of Mary and John was on the dresser.

"Get a move on, would you?" Jess said. "We were supposed to be there like fifteen minutes ago." She walked off. "Sam! You coming or what?"

Sam poked his head around the corner. He was wearing jeans and three shirts, not a costume. "Do I have to?"

"Yes! It'll be fun." Sam came into the room. "And where's your costume?"

Sam laughed and ducked his head. "You know how I feel about Halloween."

INT. BAR – NIGHT

Classic's What Cha Gonna Do began to play.

The bar was decorated for Halloween, including a gargoyle with cobwebs and a baseball hat that said "GET NAKED". Someone poured someone else a shot. Everyone was in costume.

Jess raised a glass as a young man in a ghoul costume, Luis, came up to the table where Sam, Aliana, Caroline and Jess were. Sam was still not in costume.

"So here's to Sam—" Jess began, "—and his awesome LSAT victory."

"All right, all right, it's not that big a deal," Sam said.

Jess, Sam, Caroline, Aliana and Luis clinked glasses.

"Yeah, he acts all humble. But he scored a one seventy-four."

Luis drank his shot, as did Sam. "Is that good?"

"Scary good," Jess and Caroline replied as they drank.

"So there you go. You are a first-round draft pick. You can go to any law school you want!" Luis sat next to Sam.

"Actually, I got an interview here. Monday," Sam replied. "If it goes okay I think I got a shot at a full ride next year."

"Hey. It's gonna go great," Jess reassured.

"It better."

Aliana offered a light smile. "I'm sure it will." She stared at her soda. "I can't wait until I'm 21."

"How does it feel to be the golden boy of your family?" Luis asked.

"Ah, they don't know," Sam said.

"Oh, no, I would be gloating! Why not?"

"Because we're not exactly the Bradys."

"And I'm not exactly the Huxtables. More shots?"

Jess, Aliana, Caroline and Sam spoke in chorus. "No. No."