Οι καλύτερες ατάκες του επεισοδίου 15×19 Inherit the Earth.
Dean: Hey. Brings a whole new meaning to the term “sudden death”.
Castiel: Dean. I’m here. I’m hurt. Can you let me in?
Lucifer: Wassup? Wow! Way to treat a pal.
Sam: No, you’re not our pal.
Lucifer: Okay, be honest with me, please. Would you have let me in if I said it was really me?
Dean: You’re dead.
Lucifer: Uh, yeah, not so much. Um, after Pop nutted out and murdered pretty much everyone in the world, the Empty booted me with orders to find the missing God Book and use it on Chuck. Uh, normally I’m not very good at following orders as you guys know, but, uh, you do not want to mess with the Empty man. Total “B,” especially after Jack blew up all over her and she killed Death. I mean, guys, never a dull moment. But that’s the past. What’s up?! We’re a team again, guys.
Dean: Oh, that is not happening.
Lucifer: Yeah. Alright, team. I don’t wanna bring ants to your picnic, but that ain’t gonna cut it. Okay, think about it. If the Empty pulled me off the bench, it’s cause the Winchester charm ain’t enough, right?
Lucifer: Wow. Look at you, bro. The almost-mighty. Hmm. I cheated.
Michael: Are you seriously thinking about trusting him?
Dean: Uh, I wouldn’t exactly say “trust.”
Lucifer: Mikey, Mikey, come on, man. I get the bitterness. For all you did for the old man, you got no better from Him than me. The son voted ‘Most Likely to Suck’ and that sucks!
Michael: I did what I did because it was the right thing to do not to get His love.
Lucifer: Alright, well, that a good thing ’cause the man had no love to give — not to you, not to me, not to… humanity. You see that now, right?
Betty: I have opened the book.
Betty: And it’s in here, all that you want. I know how God ends.
Sam: Wait a second. You’re sure about this?
Betty: Of course I’m sure. I’m Death.
Dean: You’ve been Death for an hour.
Lucifer: So… buddy… you’re gonna have to make a decision now. Uh, dump the losers and join Gramps and me on the winning team. Of course, this is the only way you’re getting out of here alive ’cause your not strong enough to fight me now so… What do you say, kid? What do you say? Come on. Somebody’s behind me? You don’t learn.
Michael: Thanks for the blade.
Chuck: Why are you smiling?
Sam: Because, you lose.
Chuck: What… what did you do?
Dean: We won.
Chuck: So this is how it ends. My book.
Sam: See for yourself.
Chuck: There’s nothing there.
Sam: Oh there is. But only Death can read it.
Dean: So we had to come up with a Plan B. That wasn’t too hard, though, when we realized that Michael really is a daddy’s boy. See, he didn’t take it too well when we found out that you asked Lucifer for help. Oh, he was desperate to be the favorite again.
Sam: Since we couldn’t read the book, we had to come up with a story about finding the spell which we knew Michael would feed straight to you.
Dean: All that prep work we did to turn Jack here into a cosmic bomb? Well it turned him into sort of a — a power vacuum. He’s been sucking up bits of power all over the place. So when the two heavyweights — your boys — showed up to duke it out, oh. That charged him right up.
Sam: See, we knew Michael would warn you and you’d show up here. And you did. And you killed your own son.
Dean: And you beat the crap out of us. Releasing all kinds of power. God power.
Sam: Jack absorbed it all. It made him…
Dean: Well, it made him unstoppable.
Chuck: This… This… This is why you’re my favorites. You know, for the first time I have no idea what happens next. Is this where you kill me? I mean I could never think of an ending where I lose. But this, after everything that I’ve done to you… to die at the hands of Sam Winchester… of Dean Winchester, the ultimate killer… It’s kind of glorious.
Dean: Sorry, Chuck.
Chuck: What? What?
Dean: See, that’s not who I am. That’s not who we are.
Chuck: What kind of an ending is this?
Sam: His power. You sure it won’t come back?
Jack: It’s not his power anymore.
Sam: Then I think it’s the ending where you’re just like us and like all the other humans you forgot about.
Dean: It’s the ending where you grow old, you get sick and you just die.
Sam: And no one cares. And no one remembers you. You’re just forgotten.
Jack: Dean, I’m not coming back home. In a way… I’m already there.
Sam: So you are Him.
Jack: I’m me. But I know what you mean.
Sam: What if we want to see you? You know, or have a beer or whatever?
Jack: I’m around. I’ll be in every drop of falling rain, every speck of dust that the wind blows, and in the sand, in the rocks, and the sea.
Dean: It’s a hell of a time to bail. You got a lot of people counting on you, people with questions. They’re gonna need answers.
Jack: And those answers will be in each of them. Maybe not today but… someday. People don’t need to pray to me or to sacrifice to me. They just need to know that I’m already a part of them and to trust in that. I won’t be hands on. Chuck put himself in the story. That was his mistake. But I learned from you and my mother and Castiel that… when people have to be their best… they can be. And that’s what to believe in. Well… I’m really as close as this. Goodbye.
Sam: See ya, Jack.
Sam: It’s pretty quiet.
Dean: To everyone that we lost along the way.
Sam: You know, with Chuck not writing our story anymore, we get to write our own. You know, just you me going wherever the story takes us. Just us.
Dean: Finally free.