You can't reach him, Dean. You're outside your coverage zone.
What're you gonna do to Sam?
Nothing. He's gonna do it to himself.
What's that supposed to mean? Oh right, right. Better toe the company line. Why are you here, Cas?
We've been through much together, you and I; I just wanted to say I'm sorry it ended like this.
Sorry? [Dean hits Castiel] It's Armageddon, Cas, you need a bigger word than "sorry."
Try to understand; this is long foretold, this is your--
Destiny? Don't give me that "holy" crap. Destiny, God's plan... It's all a bunch of lies, you poor, stupid, son of a bitch! It's just a way for your bosses to keep me and keep you in line! You know what's real? People, families - that's real. And you're gonna watch them all burn?
What is so worth saving?! I see nothing but pain here. I see inside you, I see your guilt, your anger, confusion. In Paradise, all is forgiven. You'll be at peace. Even with Sam.
You can take your peace... and shove it up your lily-white ass. 'Cause I'll take the pain and the guilt. I'll even take Sam as is. It's a lot better than being some Stepford bitch in Paradise. This is simple, Cas! No more crap about being a good soldier; there is a right, and there is a wrong here, and you know it. Look at me! You know it! And you were gonna help me once, weren't you? You were gonna warn me about all this, before they dragged you back to Bible Camp. Help me, now. Please.
What would you have me do?
Get me to Sam. We can stop this before it's too late!
I do that, we will all be hunted! We'll all be killed!
If there is anything worth dying for... this is it... [Castiel shakes his head] You spineless, soulless, son of a bitch. What do you care about dying? You're already dead. We're done.
You did it. I-I mean, it was a little touch and go there for a while, but you did it.
What? What-what did I do?
You opened the door, and now he's free at last. He's free at last!
No, no, no-he, uh, Lilith. I stopped her. I killed her!
"And it is written, that the first demon shall be the last Seal." And you bust her open, now guess who's coming to dinner.
He's dead. Or gone. The archangels smote the crap out of him. I'm sorry.
You're sure? I mean, maybe he just vanished into the light or something.
Oh, no. He, like, exploded. Like a water balloon of chunky soup.
You guys warned me about Ruby, the demon blood, but I didn't listen. I brought this on.
You're damn right you didn't listen. You were reckless and selfish and arrogant.
Oh, yeah? You're sorry you started Armageddon? This kind of thing don't get forgiven, boy. If by some miracle, we pull this off, I want you to lose my number. You understand me?
What if we win? I'm serious. Screw the angels and the demons and their crap Apocalypse. Hell, they want to fight a war? They can find their own planet. This one's ours, and I say they get the hell off it. We take 'em all on, we kill the Devil, hell, we even kill Michael if we have to, but we do it our own damn selves.
And how are we supposed to do all this, genius?
[shrugs] I got no idea. But what I do have is a G.E.D., and a "give 'em hell" attitude and I'll figure it out.
You are nine kinds of crazy, boy.
Dean... is there something you wanna say to me?
I tried, Sammy. Man, I really tried. But I just can't keep pretending that everything's all right. Because it's not. And it's never going to be. You chose a demon over your own brother... and look what happened.
I would give anything, anything, to take it all back-
I know you would. And I know how sorry you are, I do. But, man... you were the one that I depended on the most. And you let me down in ways that I can't even... I'm just- I'm having a hard time forgiving and forgetting here. You know?
Honestly? Nothing. I just don't... I don't think that we can ever be what we were. You know? I just don't think I can trust you.
You're telling me you lost your mojo just in time to get me stuck in this trap the rest of my life?!
[quietly, to Sam] Well, at least he's talking now.
I don't have much time; we need to talk.
Your plan. "Kill Lucifer."
No. It's foolish, it can't be done.
Oh, well, thanks for the support.
Yes. He isn't in Heaven, He has to be somewhere.
Try New Mexico, I hear He's on a tortilla.
No, He's not on any flatbread.
Listen, chuckles, even if there is a God, He is either dead, and that's the generous theory-
...or, He's up and kicking and doesn't give a rat's ass about any of us. I mean, look around you, man; the world is in the toilet! We are literally at the end of days here, and He's off somewhere drinking booze out of a coconut. Alright?
Enough. This is not a theological issue; it's strategic. With God's help, we can win.
[angrily] I killed two angels this week. That's my brothers. I'm hunted, I have rebelled, and I did it - all of it - for you. And you failed. You and your brother destroyed the world. And I lost everything, for nothing. So keep your opinions to yourself.
WWar
Honestly, people don't need a reason to kill each other. I mean, you've seen the Irish? They're all Irish. You think I'm a monster, I'm jello shots at a party, I just remove inihibations.
I'm going to kill you myself.
WWar
Oh, that's adorable, considering you're my poster boy.
What's that supposed to mean?
WWar
You can't stop thinking about it, ever since you saw it dripping off the blade of that knife.
WWar
Save your protests for your brother, I can see inside your head. And it is a one-track city in there. Blood, blood, blood. Lust for power, same as always. You want to be strong again, but not just strong, stronger than everybody. Good intentions, quick slide to Hell, buddy boy.
So, pit stop at Mount Doom?
No, listen, this is important. I know you don't trust me. Just, now I realize something. I don't trust me either. From the minute I saw that blood, the only thought in my head... And I tell myself it's for the right reasons, that my intentions are good, and it- it feels true, you know? But I think, underneath... I just miss the feeling. I know how messed up that sounds, which means, I know how messed up I am. The thing is, the problem's not the demon blood, not really, I mean, I- what I did, I can't blame the blood, or Ruby, or... anything. The problem's me. How far I'll go. There's something in me that... scares the hell outta me, Dean. In the last couple of days, I caught another glimpse.
I'm in no shape to be hunting. I need to step back, 'cause I'm dangerous. Maybe it's best we just go our separate ways.
Well I think you're right.
The truth is, I spend more time worrying about you, than about doing the job right. I just can't afford that, you know? Not now.
I know you are, Sam. Hey, you, uh... wanna take the Impala?
It's okay. [gets up to leave] Take care of yourself, Dean.
JJessica
Hey baby. I missed you.
JJessica
Or you're not. What's the difference? I'm here.
JJessica
I know. I miss you too. What are you doing, Sam?
JJessica
Running away. Haven't we been down this road before?
JJessica
[a statement rather than a question] Really.
Last time, I wanted to be normal. This time... I know I'm a freak.
JJessica
Which is all a big ball of semantics. You know that.
JJessica
Even at Stanford, you knew. You knew there was something dark inside of you. Deep down, maybe, but you knew. Maybe that's what got me killed.
JJessica
I was dead from the moment we said hello.
JJessica
Don't you get it? You can't run from yourself. Why are you running now?
JJessica
Would you believe I'm actually trying to protect you?
JJessica
You. Sooner or later, the past is gonna catch up to you like it always does. You know what happens then? People die. Baby, the people closest to you die.
Well don't worry, because I won't make that mistake again.
JJessica
Same song, different verse. Things are never gonna change with you. Never.
Tell me something; you keep saying we're gonna trap this guy, but isn't that kinda like trapping a hurricane with a butterfly net?
Do we have any chance of surviving this?
...So, odds are, you're a dead man tomorrow?
Oh. Well, last night on earth, what, uh... what're your plans?
I just thought I'd sit here quietly.
Dude, c'mon, anything? Hm? Booze, women? [Castiel glances at Dean, then looks away quickly] You have been with a woman before. Right? Or an angel, at least? [Castiel rubs his neck in embarrassment. Dean leans down to almost talk in his ear] You mean to tell me you've never been up there doing a little cloud seeding?
Look, I've never had occasion, okay?
Oh, you know, I thought you were supposed to be impressive. All you do is black out the room?
RRaphael
And the eastern seaboard. It is a testament to my unending mercy that I don't smite you here and now.
Or maybe you're full of crap. Maybe you're afraid that God'll bring Cas back to life again, and smite you and your candy-ass skirt. By the way, hi, I'm Dean. [Waves]
RRapheal
I know who you are, and now thanks to him [glances at Castiel] I know where you are.
You won't kill him. You wouldn't dare.
RRapheal
But I will take him to Micheal.
RRaphael
But there's no other explanation. He's gone for good.
RRaphael
Am I? Do you remember the twentieth century? Think the twenty-first is going any better? Do you think God would've let any of that happen if He were alive?
Oh yeah? Well then who invented the Chinese basket trick?
RRaphael
Careful. That's my Father you're talking about, boy.
Yeah, who would be so proud to know that His sons started the friggin' apocalypse.
RRaphael
Who ran off and disappeared. Who left no instructions, and a world to run.
So Daddy ran away and disappeared. He didn't happen to work for the post office, did He?
RRaphael
This is funny to you? You're living in a Godless universe!
