Supernatural · Season 1
Oh, you’re not handing me over to them! [Sam and Dean] It’s beneath even you! They’re your enemies as well.
All right Rowena. We get it. We all enemies, okay. But right now we’ve got bigger fish to fry. Then we can go back to killing each other.
Ah, the chicken’s come home to roost. This ghastly force set free when the Mark was removed.
So, you know?
I’ve heard whispers. As bad as they say?
Well, let’s just say that everyone in this room might hold a piece of the puzzle to corking it back up.
Can this be true? His sister! In my day we’d all be burned at the stake for even thinking any of this!
You see then, Mother, the need for urgency.
Well, if my deciphering of the Book is so pivotal, I’d like to know what’s in it for me.
You mean, other than your life?
Speaking of which, I’ll make you a little deal, mummy. You pitch in like a good girl, I’ll call off my assassins. No more looking over your shoulder, for now.
I’ll need the Codex, of course. And the codebreaker Charlie devised.
Yeah, you’ll get limited access. Supervised.
We need to know exactly this: how to open the Cage and how to protect Sam once it is.
Just what’s in this Cage that’s so dangerous?
Lucifer.
Lucifer? The original Dark Prince?
Yes, an archangel so badass that he was personally dumped into the Cage by God Himself.
Well, let’s get to it then, lads.
I promised Dean I’d call.
I promised Lincoln a fun night at the theatre. Things change.
You misunderstand my purpose on Earth.
Well, do I misunderstand the people that you butchered in the park or that church?
I had to get His attention.
His?
God. I tried praying, calling out in need. He ignored me. He forced my hand. I had no other reason to harm His chosen. My issue is with my brother, not His creation.
Whatever the deal is between you two; whoever threw the first punch, whoever was Daddy’s favorite...
There was no Daddy.
Whatever. That mess is your mess. It’s between you two. You’re taking people’s lives. You’re taking their souls.
I consumed their souls. They aren’t gone. They’re a part of me and, in that way, they live forever.
My old friend, Crowley.
A mere acolyte, carrying your torch.
You’re too kind... to yourself.
Now that sis is here, God’s not the only circus in town.
Is she equal to Him in power?
Raw power? Sure. But she’s got none of the experience. God is a master strategist. That’s why you’re here.
And why is that?
Oh, because God needs me to help put the cat back in the bag. He can’t do it by Himself. Seen that movie.
What is it exactly that you want? When you make the world of bliss and peace, what’s in it for you?
What I deserve.
Which is?
Everything.
Everything?
I was the beginning and I will be the end. I will be all that there is.
I have to say, you’re extraordinarily calm given the circumstances.
Well, it’s pretty much exactly how God told me it was going to be. Guess I just have to go with it and play my hand.
Well, that would make so much sense if it was God that was doing the talking. You see Sam, when The Darkness descended, the impact on Hell was massive. The Cage was damaged. Through the fissures I was able to reach out. It wasn’t God inside your head, Sam. It was me. So you see, he’s not with you. He’s never been with you. It was always. Just. Me.
Lucifer is no man. He’s perfection. Why do you think I let your droogs find me? Lucifer has a plan and―
And, he’s the devil.
You say that like it’s a bad thing.
Oh, I’m a bad thing. He’s a worse thing. Last time Lucifer went topside you know what he wanted? Death. For you. For me. And every human. And every demon.
He’s changed.
Oh yes, of course. All he needed was the love of a horrible woman. And you’re doing all this... why? Out of the goodness of your heart?
Don’t you be daft. After Lucifer stops The Darkness, he’ll ascend to his throne in Heaven, and I’ll be by his side, a loyal follower.
Thank you for phoning Crowley, King of Hell. For demon deals, press one. To report a sighting of that ginger whore Rowena, press two.
Castiel You’re suffering from smiting sickness.
That... that’s a thing?
Yeah. The angels ― what they did ― it released a tremendous amount of energy and there’s fallout, so this whole area is poisoned.
You can heal me, right?
No, I can’t and the closer you get to the blast site the worse your sickness will become.
How worse?
The last time there was a smiting of this magnitude, Lot’s wife turned to salt.
Sam, have I ever told you how much I respect you?
What?
Oh, don't get me wrong, I don't like you. I never liked you. You're... you're sort of prissy. But in this moment, when you stood toe to toe with me and won, I gotta say: you had balls, kid.
Okay, you don't like me. I get it. I get it. Sometimes I don't like me, either. But Gabriel and Raphael are dead. God went out for a pack of smokes and never came back. And Michael? Well, let's just say prison life hasn't really agreed with Michael. These days, he's usually sitting in a corner singing show tunes and touching himself.
Is it? Really? 'Cause this is what I think, I think that whoever wins, you or The Darkness, everyone else loses. So, no. My answer is no. This isn't because of Dean, or the past, this is about me having faith in my friends, having faith in my family. We will find a way. I'm ready to die and I'm ready to watch people I love die, but I'm not ready to be your bitch!
Mother, why do you hate me?
I hate you, because when I look into your eyes, I see the woman I used to be, before magic, before the coven, when I was nothing but Rowena, the tanner's daughter. A pale, scared little girl, who smelled of filth and death. I hate you, because when you were born, your father said he loved me, then he went back to his grand wife and his grand house, whilst I lay pathetic and half dead on a straw mat, my thighs slick with blood. I hate you, because if I didn't, I'd love you. But love... love is weakness. And I'll never be weak again.
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