What happens if you die? Dad, what happens if you die and we coulda done something about it? You know, I've been thinking, and I think maybe Sammy's right about this one. We should do this together. We're stronger as a family, Dad; we just are, you know it.
We're running out of time. You do your job and you get out of the area. That's an order.
For the last time, what happened to them is not your fault.
Yeah, you're right, it's not my fault; but it's my problem!
No, it's not your problem; it's our problem!
Dean, uh, I want to thank ya.
For everything. You've always had my back, you know. Even when I couldn't count on anyone, I could always count on you. And, uh, I don't know, I just wanted to let you know, just in case.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, you kidding me?
Don't say "just in case something happens to you"; I don't want to hear that freaking speech, man. Nobody's dying tonight, not us, not that family, nobody. Except that demon. That evil son of a bitch ain't getting any older than tonight, you understand me?
John, you made it. Too bad, really. I was hoping to kill more of your friends.
I can see where your boys get their good looks. But I must admit, considering what they say about you, I thought you'd be...taller. [John says nothing] Well, aren't you the chatty one? You wanna get to business? Fine. Why don't you hand over the gun?
If I give you the gun, how do I get out of here?
Well, if you're as good as they say you are, I'm sure you'll figure something out.
Maybe I'll just shoot you.
You wanna shoot me, baby? Go ahead. It won't end anything. There's more where I came from.
...
You're dead, John. Your boys are dead.
I never used the gun, how could I know it wouldn't work?
I am so not in the mood for this, I've just been shot!
Well then, I guess you're lucky the gun wasn't real.
That's funny, John. We're gonna strip the skin from your bones, but that was funny.
If you had just let me go in there, I could have ended all this.
Sam, the only thing you would have ended was your life.
So, what, you're just willing to sacrifice yourself, is that it?
Yeah. Yeah, you're damned right I am.
Yeah, well, that's not gonna happen — not as long as I'm around.
What the hell are you talkin' about, Dean? We've been searching for this demon our whole lives. It's the only thing we've ever cared about.
Sam, I wanna waste it. I do, okay? But it's not worth dyin' over.
I mean it. If huntin' this demon means you gettin' yourself killed, then I hope we never find the damned thing!
That thing killed Jess! That thing killed Mom!
You said yourself once...that no matter what we do, they're gone. And they're never comin' back.
Don't you say that! Don't you — not after all this, don't you say that!
[emotionally] Sammy, look...the three of us — that's all we have. And that's all I have. Sometimes I feel like I'm barely holdin' it together, man. Without you and Dad...
To tell you the truth, I wasn't sure if we should come.
Nonsense. Your daddy needs help.
Yeah, but last time we saw you, I mean, you did threaten to blast him full of buckshot. Cocked the shotgun and everything.
Yeah, well, what can I say? John just has that effect on people.
No more crap, okay? [demonically throws Dean against the wall] I want the Colt, Sam — the real Colt. Right now.
We don’t have it on us. We buried it.
Didn't I say, "No more crap"? I swear, after everything I heard about you Winchesters, I've got to tell you, I'm a little underwhelmed. First, Johnny tries to pawn off a fake gun, and then he leaves the real gun with you two chuckleheads. Lackluster men. I mean, did you really think I wouldn't find you?
Actually, we were counting on it. [gestures to the demon trap above her] Gotcha.
JJohn (possessed by the yellow-eyed demon)
He's gonna taste the iron in your blood.
Let him go, or I swear to God...
JJohn (possessed by the yellow-eyed demon)
What? What are you and God gonna do? You see as far as I'm concerned, this is justice. You know that little exorcism of yours? That was my daughter.
JJohn (possessed by the yellow-eyed demon)
The one in the alley? That was my boy. You understand?
You've got to be kidding me.
JJohn (possessed by the yellow-eyed demon)
What? You the only one that can have a family? You destroyed my children. How would you feel if I killed your family? Oh, that's right, I forgot I did. Still, two wrongs don't make a right.
I wanna know why. Why'd you do it?
JJohn (possessed by the yellow-eyed demon)
You mean why'd I kill Mommy and pretty little Jess?
JJohn (possessed by the yellow-eyed demon)
[to Dean] You know I never told you this, but Sam was going to ask her to marry him. Been shopping for rings and everything. You wanna know why? Because they got in the way.
JJohn (possessed by the yellow-eyed demon)
My plans for you, Sammy — you, and all the children like you.
Listen, you mind just getting this over with, because I really can't stand the monologuing.
JJohn (possessed by the yellow-eyed demon)
Funny. But that's all part of your M.O., isn't it? Mask all that nasty pain, mask the truth.
JJohn (possessed by the yellow-eyed demon)
You know you fight, and you fight for this family — but the truth is, they don't need you, not like you need them. Sam, he's clearly John's favorite. Even when they fight, it's more concern than he's ever shown you.
I bet you're real proud of your kids, too, huh? Oh wait, I forgot, I wasted them.
Hey. I think maybe you're around, and if you are, don't make fun of me for this, but, um, there's one way we can talk.
(Sam pulls out a "Mystical Talking Board")
Oh, you've got to be kidding me.
Dean? Dean, are you here?
God, I feel like I'm at a slumber party.