[to Dean] It's really you. Oh, my God. The angels talk about you. You were in Hell, but Castiel pulled you out and some of them think you can help save us. [to Sam] And some of them don't like you at all.
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S1 E15Unfinished Business
Hello again, Dean. Don't you recognize me? Oh, I forgot, I'm wearing a pediatrician. But we were so close... in Hell.
Alastair?
[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.]
RRuby
Proof. This body is 100% socially conscious. I recycle. Al Gore would be proud.
You grabbed a coma patient?
RRuby
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?
Why are you here?
RRuby
I can't bring Dean back. But I can get you something else that you want.
Huh. And, uh... what's that?
RRuby
Lilith.
You want me to use my psychic whatever.
RRuby
Look, I know that it spooks you...
Skip the speech. I'm ready. Let's go.
RRuby
Slow down there, cowboy.
Just tell me what I have to do.
RRuby
Look, Lilith is one scary bitch. When I was in the Pit, there was talk. She's cooking up something big, apocalyptic big.
So let's kill her.
RRuby
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?
RRuby
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)
Sam?
Yeah?
Too much information.
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.
Iron walls drenched in salt. Demons can't even touch the joint.
RRuby
Which I find racist, by the way.
Where's Bobby?
Uh, Dominican. He said if we break anything, we buy it.
Is he working a job?
God, I hope so. Otherwise, he's at hedonism in a banana hammock and a trucker cap.
Now that's seared in my brain.
Sam, is that you?
I'm right here.
Oh. Know how I can tell? That perky little ass of yours. You could bounce a nickel off that thing.
That's another question. Why would you fall? Why would you want to be one of us?
You don't mean that.
I don't? A bunch of miserable bastards; I mean, eating, crapping, confused, afraid--
I don't know, there's loyalty, forgiveness, love--
Pain-
Chocolate cake--
Guilt--
Sex.
Yeah, you've got me there.
I know you heard him.
Who?
Alastair. What he said... About how I had promise.
I heard him.
You're not curious?
Dean, I'm damned curious. But you're not talking about Hell, and I'm not pushing.
It wasn't four months, you know.
What?
It was four months up here, but down there... I don't know. Time's different. It was more like 40 years.
My God.
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.
How I feel, this... inside me... I wish I couldn't feel anything, Sammy. I wish I couldn't feel a damned thing.
What are you doing?
What's it look like I'm doing?
Like you're looking for a job.
Yahtzee.
Boy, three bedrooms, two baths, and one homicide. This place is gonna sell like hotcakes.
KKate
Another motel? Awesome Dad. I hope this one has hooker sheets like the last one.
DDanny
You hunt ghosts?
That's right.
DDanny
Like Scooby-Doo?
Better.
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.
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.
What?
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.
JJay
Ah, who cares if it kills me? At least I'll go out with a headline.
I can't believe people actually fall for that crap.
It's not all crap.
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.
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.
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