YSYoung Sam
The answer's, yes, you're hallucinating. That's right, it's me. Or, I mean, it's you
YSYoung Sam
An explanation. How could you do this to me? I thought we were gonna be normal.
SSam
I tried. I did. It didn't pan out that way. Sorry, kid.
YSYoung Sam
"Sorry, kid." That's what you have to say? It's all we ever wanted. We were so close! You got away from Dad, you quit hunting, you were gonna become a lawyer and get married. Why'd you blow it?
SSam
Look, they killed Jessica.
YSYoung Sam
Yeah, and if you hadn't run off with Dean, if you'd been there to protect her, she'd still be alive.
YSYoung Sam
Think Jess would want you to turn into this? She loved you! You think she'd be happy, you using her as an excuse?
SSam
I'm sorry. I am, but life doesn't turn out the way you thought it would when you were 14 years old. We were never gonna be normal. We were never gonna get away. Grow up.
YSYoung Sam
Maybe you're right. Maybe there's no escape. After all, how can you run from what's inside you? [eyes turn yellow]
[Sam unlocks the door to Bobby's car and sees Bobby standing behind him with a shot gun, Sam slowly stands]
[cocks shotgun] Uh-uh, Sam. The only place you're going is back inside with me.
You won't shoot me, Bobby.
You won't do it. [walks forward until Bobbby's gun is pressed to his stomach] You can't do it.
We're trying to help you, Sam.
[places one hand on the barrel of the gun and raises it to his heart] Then shoot.
Stop bossing me around, Dean! Look, my whole life you take the wheel, you call the shots, and I trust you because you are my brother. Now, I am asking you. For once, trust me.
No. You don't know what you're doing, Sam.
Why? Look I'm telling you-
Because it's not something that you're doing, it's what you are! It means...
It means you're a monster.
DLDominic Lehne / Yellow-Eyed Demon
Our Father, who art in... Heaven. Hallowed be Thy name. Thy Kingdom come, blah blah blah, lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. Truer words never spoken, huh, Sisters? But sometimes, it feels it's difficult to know the Creator. Sometimes, I feel, in a very literal sense, that I have been wandering the desert for years, looking for our father! Well, not "our" father. My father, see, he's in jail. Your Dad put him there. I almost gave up hope! But, "ye of little faith", because I finally found him. Or, at least, y'know, the spot where his Cage door opens. It's right here. In a damn convent, for God's sake! Life is funny.
DLDominic Lehne / Yellow-Eyed Demon
Shut your friggin' pie-hole you little slut! Then again, I suppose it makes sense! Folks forget, my daddy is an angel, after all. Or, was. I mean, I suppose some dumb bastard stood here, felt a jolt of his Holy Juice and thought "I'm gonna build me a nun factory!" Well... It was the right idea. Wrong angel. So, um... If any of you gals are the praying type... Now would be a good time to start.
I'm not even sure if he's still my brother anymore. If he ever was.
You stupid, stupid son of a bitch! Well boo-hoo, I am so sorry your feelings are hurt, princess! Are you under the impression that family's supposed to make you feel good? Make you an apple pie, maybe? They're supposed to make you miserable! That's why they're family!
I told him, "You walk out that door, don't come back," and he walked out anyway. That was his choice!
You sound like a whiny brat... No, you sound like your dad. Well let me tell you something, your dad was a coward.
My dad was a lot of things, Bobby, but a coward?
He'd rather push Sam away then reach out to him. Well, that don't strike me as brave. You are a better man than your daddy ever was, so you do both of us a favor. Don't be him.
I'm still pissed, and I owe you a serious beat-down, but... I shouldn't have said what I said. I'm not Dad. We're brothers, you know, we're family, and, uh, no matter how bad it gets, that doesn't change. Sammy, I'm sorry.
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.
