Let me guess. You're here for the, "I told you so."
Well, good, 'cause I'm really not that interested.
I am not here to judge you, Dean.
Yeah, you know, I've had about enough of these orders of yours--
Our orders were not to stop the summoning of Samhain. They were to do whatever you told us to do.
Your orders were to follow my orders?
It was a test, to see how you would perform under... battlefield conditions, you might say.
It was a witch, not the Tet Offensive. So I uh- failed your test, huh? I get it. But you know what? If you would have waved that-that magic time traveling wand of yours and we had to do it all over again, I'd make the same call. 'Cause, see, I don't know what's gonna happen when these Seals are broken. Hell, I don't even know what's gonna happen tomorrow. But what I do know is, that this, here? These kids, the swings, the trees? All of it is still here because of my brother and me.
You misunderstand me Dean. I'm not like you think, I was praying that you would choose to save the town.
These people, they're all my Father's creations. They're works of art, and yet, even though you stopped Samhain, the Seal was broken and we are one step closer to Hell on Earth, for all creation. Now, that's not an expression Dean. It's a literal. You, of all people, should appreciate what that means. Can I tell you something, if you promise not to tell another soul?
I'm not a... hammer as you say. I have questions, I... I have doubts. I don't know what is right and what is wrong, anymore, whether you passed or failed here. But in the coming months you will have more decisions to make. I don't envy the weight that's on your shoulders, Dean. I truly don't.
Oh, come on. Aren't you a little bit tempted?
No. Wouldn't be real. Wouldn't trust it.
I don't know. That bear seemed pretty real.
Come on, if you could wish yourself back, you know, before it all started. Think about it. You'd be some big yuppie lawyer with a nice car and a white picket fence.
It's too late to go back to our old lives, Dean. I'm not that guy anymore.
All right, well, what, then? Hmm? What would Sammy wish for?
Lilith's head on a plate. Bloody.
Yeah. Tan, rested, and ready.
Dean, come on, man. You think I can't see it?
The nightmares, the drinking. I'm with you 24/7. I know something's going on.
Uriel wasn't lying, but you are. You remember Hell, don't you?
What do you want from me, huh? What?
The truth, Dean. I mean, I'm your brother. I-I just wish you'd talk to me.
Careful what you wish for.
Come on, can we stow the couples therapy, huh? We're on a job. I want to work. What do you got? Please?
WWesley
"Be careful what you wish for." You know who says that? Good looking jerks like you guys, the ones who've got it so easy because you happen to be handsome.
WWesley
Yeah. Women -- Women look at you, right? They notice you.
Believe us, we do not have it easy.
We are miserable. We never get what we want. In fact, we have to fight tooth and nail just to keep whatever it is we've got.
But you know what? Maybe that's the whole point, Wes.
Yeah, people are people 'cause they're miserable bastards, 'cause they never get what they really want.
Right, yeah, you get what you want, you get crazy.
Just take a look at Michael Jackson, hmm? Or Hasselhoff.
I shouldn't have lied to you. I do remember everything that happened to me in the Pit. Everything.
No. I won't lie anymore, but I'm not going to talk about it.
Dean, look, you can't just shoulder this thing alone. You've gotta let me help.
How? Do you really think that a little heart-to-heart, some sharing and caring, is gonna change anything? Hmm? Somehow... heal me? I'm not talking about a bad day here.
The things that I saw.... there aren't words. There is no forgetting. There's no making it better. Because it is right here... forever. You wouldn't understand. And I could never make you understand. So I am sorry.
You're not pissed we're going after the girl; you're pissed Ruby threw us the tip.
Right, 'cause as far as you're concerned that Hell-bitch is practically family. Boy, something major must have happened while I was downstairs, 'cause I come back and you're--and you're BFF with a demon?
I told you, Dean, she helped me go after Lilith.
Well, thanks for the thumbnail. Real vivid. You want to fill in a little detail?
Sure, Dean, let's trade stories. You first: how was Hell? Don't spare the details.
[Sam is cleaning a gun. Someone knocks on the door. He grabs a shotgun and opens the door, revealing Ruby, possessing the coma girl. She holds up a piece of paper.]
Proof. This body is 100% socially conscious. I recycle. Al Gore would be proud.
You grabbed a coma patient?
You didn't want me to take a body with someone in it, and I made sure that the spirit was gone. Apartment was empty. You happy?
I can't bring Dean back. But I can get you something else that you want.
Huh. And, uh... what's that?
You want me to use my psychic whatever.
Look, I know that it spooks you...
Skip the speech. I'm ready. Let's go.
Just tell me what I have to do.
Look, Lilith is one scary bitch. When I was in the Pit, there was talk. She's cooking up something big, apocalyptic big.
You want to go in there and half-ass it like before? We have the time to get it right. Let's get it right.
Okay. What do you want from me?
Well, a little patience... and sobriety. Promise me that... and I will teach you everything I know.
(Dean interrupts Sam's story - right at the part where he's having sex with Ruby)
Hey, I told you I was coming clean.
Yeah, well, now I feel dirty. Okay, well, uh, brain-stabbing imagery aside... So far, all you've told me about is a manipulative bitch who, uh, screwed you, played mind games with you, and did everything in the book to get you to go bad.
Yeah, well, there's more to the story.
Just... skip the nudity, please.
Uh, Dominican. He said if we break anything, we buy it.
God, I hope so. Otherwise, he's at hedonism in a banana hammock and a trucker cap.
Now that's seared in my brain.
That's another question. Why would you fall? Why would you want to be one of us?
I don't? A bunch of miserable bastards; I mean, eating, crapping, confused, afraid--
I don't know, there's loyalty, forgiveness, love--
Yeah, you've got me there.
