[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)
DeanSam?
Dean
Too much information.
Hey, I told you I was coming clean.
Dean
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.
Dean
Just... skip the nudity, please.
Dean
Uh, Dominican. He said if we break anything, we buy it.
Dean
God, I hope so. Otherwise, he's at hedonism in a banana hammock and a trucker cap.
Now that's seared in my brain.
Dean
That's another question. Why would you fall? Why would you want to be one of us?
Dean
I don't? A bunch of miserable bastards; I mean, eating, crapping, confused, afraid--
I don't know, there's loyalty, forgiveness, love--
Dean
Pain-
Dean
Guilt--
Dean
Yeah, you've got me there.
Dean
I know you heard him.
Dean
Alastair. What he said... About how I had promise.
Dean
You're not curious?
Dean, I'm damned curious. But you're not talking about Hell, and I'm not pushing.
Dean
It wasn't four months, you know.
Dean
It was four months up here, but down there... I don't know. Time's different. It was more like 40 years.
Dean
They, uh... they sliced and carved and tore me in ways that you... until there was nothing left. And then, suddenly... I would be whole again... like magic... just so they could start in all over. And Alastair... at the end of every day--every one--he would come over. And he would make me an offer. To take me off the rack. If I put souls on. If I started the torture. And every day, I told him to stick it where the sun shines. For 30 years, I told him. But then I couldn't do it anymore, Sammy. I couldn't. And I got off that rack. God help me, I got right off it, and I started ripping them apart. I lost count of how many souls. The... the things that I did to them.
Dean... Dean, look, you held out for 30 years. That's longer than anyone would have.
Dean
How I feel, this... inside me... I wish I couldn't feel anything, Sammy. I wish I couldn't feel a damned thing.
Dean
You know, I felt for those sons of bitches back there. Lifelong torture turns you into something like that.
You were in Hell, Dean. But maybe you did what you did there... but you're not them. They were barely human.
Dean
No, you're right. I wasn't like them. I was worse. They were animals, Sam. Defending territory. Me? I did it for the sheer pleasure.
Dean
I enjoyed it, Sam. They took me off the rack, and I tortured souls, and I liked it. All those years; all that pain. Finally getting to deal some out yourself... I didn't care who they put in front of me, because that-that pain I felt, it just slipped away. No matter how many people I save, I can't change that. I can't fill this hole. Not ever.
Dean
I can't believe people actually fall for that crap.
Dean
What part of that was not a steaming pile of B.S.?
Okay, that was crap but that's not all magicians. It takes skill.
Dean
Oh, right, right, I forgot. You were actually into this stuff, weren't you? I mean, you had like a deck of cards and a wand?
Dude, I was thirteen. It was a phase.
Dean
What?
Dean
Haven't we both already?
You know what I mean, Dean. I mean, do you think we'll still be chasing demons when we're 60.
Dean
No. I think we'll be dead. For good. Why, do you want to end up like... like Travis, hm? Or Gordon, maybe?
Dean
Oh, yeah, there's a poster child for growing old gracefully.
Dean
What the hell am I supposed to do with him?
Just take him to the strip club, keep an eye out for the siren. Come on, Dean. Just, just focus on the naked girls. You'll forget he's even there.
Dean
I'm not doing this for you, I'm doing it for the girls.
Dean
Well, I dunno when it happened. Maybe when I was in Hell. Maybe when I was starin' right at you. But the Sam I knew; he's gone.
Dean
And it's not the demon blood or the psychic crap... it's the little stuff. The lies. The secrets.
Dean
Your phone calls to Ruby, for one.
So I need your say-so to make a phone call?
Dean
That's the point. You're hiding things from me. What else aren't you telling me?
Dean
See what I mean? We used to be in this together. We used to have each other's backs!
Okay, fine, you wanna know why I didn't tell you about Ruby? And how we're hunting down Lilith? Because you're too weak to go after her, Dean. You're holding me back. I'm a better hunter than you are. Stronger, smarter; I can take out demons you're too scared to go near.
Dean
That's crap.
You're too busy sitting around feeling sorry for yourself, whining about all the souls you tortured in Hell, boo-hoo. [The brothers start to fight] You're not standin' in my way, anymore!
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