Supernatural · Season 1
I don't believe a word that's coming out of your mouth.
I thought you said that we were like family. Well, I think that too. Shouldn't trust run both ways?
Cas, I just can't.
Dean, I do everything that you ask. I always come when you call. And I am your friend, still, despite your lack of faith in me, and now your threats. I just saved you, yet again. Has anyone but your closest kin ever done more for you? All I ask is this one thing.
Trust your plan to pop Purgatory?
I've earned that Dean.
I know I'm going to live to regret this, but... I'm officially... on your team. You bastards.
And we should believe you why?
Would you believe I had a shred of decency?
No.
Aww. That hurts. Okay. You're right.
Dean, you know you have pulled some shady crap before but this... has got to be the worst. Whitewashing their memories? Take it from somebody who knows-
You ever mention Lisa or Ben to me again? I will break your nose.
Dean-
(near tears) I'm not kidding.
My God. Am I really that gawky? Howdy.
This is impossible.
Cold. Try again.
I'm, uh... I'm hallucinating.
Warmer. But see, normally, you're awake when you're tripping balls.
I'm dreaming?
And someone just won a copy of the home game! We're inside your grapefruit Sam. Son, you've been juiced.
I-I don't remember anything.
Well, your BFF Cas brought the hell-wall tumbling down, and you, pathetic infant that you are, shattered into pieces. [Gestures to Sam] Piece. [Gestures to himself] Piece.
I, I have no idea what you're talking about.
Why would you? You're Jello, pal. Unlike me.
And what are you?
I'm not handicapped. I'm not saddled with a soul. In fact, I used to skipper this meat-boat for a while. It was smooth sailing. I was sharp. Strong. That is, till they crammed your soul back in. Now look at you. Same misty-eyed milksap you always were. That's because souls are weak. They're a liability. Now, nothing personal, but run the numbers. Someone's gotta take charge around here before it's too late.
I'm renegotiating our terms.
Is that so? What terms do you propose?
You get nothing. Not one single soul.
Kind of noticed, it seems a bit unfairly weighted.
I wish you hadn't come, Sam.
I had to. I'm here, right? Out there in the real world, I'm at Bobby's, aren't I?
How do you know?
This whole time, I've smelled nothing but Old Spice and whiskey. I figured if I could get back here, back to my body, I could... I don't know, I could snap out of it somehow.
But first you have to go through me.
Why?
Humpty Dumpty has to put himself back together again before he can wake up. And I'm the last piece.
Which means I have to know what you know. What happened in the cage?
Trust me. You don't want to know it.
You're right. But I still have to.
Sam, you can't imagine... Stay here. Go back, find that bartender, go find Jess, but don't do this. I know you. You're not strong enough.
We'll just have to see.
Why is this so important to you?
You know me. You know why. I'm not leaving my brother alone out there.
(picks up a knife and holds it out to Sam) I'm not gonna fight you. But this is your last chance. (Sam takes the knife.) Good luck. You're gonna need it. (Sam stabs him, absorbing his memories.)
I'm glad you made it, Sam. But the angel blade won't work. Because I'm not an angel anymore. I'm your new God. A better one. So, you will bow down and profess your love unto me, your Lord. Or I shall destroy you.
So what, then? Kill us?
What a brave little ant you are. You know you're powerless; you wouldn't dare move against me again, that would be pointless. So I have no need to kill you. Not now. Besides... Once, you were my favorite pets before you turned and bit me.
Plenty speak for them and their so-called lifestyle! Media, Hollywood... Lady Gaga won't shut up, for love or money. [The congregation laughs.] Yeah, funny. But that's why we raise our voices! And picket their so-called weddings and their funerals! Someone has to speak for God.
You're wrong -- I am utterly indifferent to sexual orientation. On the other hand, I cannot abide hypocrites like you, Reverend.
Okay, fun's over, friend--
Tell your flock where your genitals have been before you speak for me.
And who the heck are you?
I'm God. And he who lies in my name shall choke on his own false tongue, and his poisonous words shall betray him. For I am the Lord, your God.
What new boss?
Castiel, you giraffe.
Is your boss?
He's everybody's boss! What do you think he's going to do when he finds out we've been conspiring? You do... want to conspire, don't you?
No, we want you to just stand there and look pretty.
Excuse me, do you have any Grey Poupon?
Annoying little Protozoa, aren't they?
(to Cass) Stupid little soldier you are.
Please, Cass. I know God, and you, sir, are not God.
Um..
Shut up Dean.
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