Οι καλύτερες ατάκες από το 11×22
God: “Kids, huh?”
Sam: “Lucifer! You know, at some point in time, you’re gonna have to come out and talk to… God.”
Dean: “This is like the worst episode of Full House ever.”
Lucifer: “If Dad has something to say to me, I’ll hear it from him. Until then, I’ll be in my room.”
Dean: “It’s not your room.”
Sam: “It’s my room.”
Demon: “Told you he’d do this.”
Crowley: “He? Do What?”
Demon: “What you always do. Promise a return to Hell’s former glory, promises you never make good on. How about a rundown of your recent rule? First, you were Rowena’s bitch.”
Demon #2: “Then Dean Winchester’s.”
Demon: “Then Amara’s, then Lucifer’s. A few weeks ago, you were cleaning these floors with your tongue. We could retake Hell, but why bother? The world’s ending, and this time, Hell’s ending with it. Unless you’ve got a plan to defeat the Darkness. Well, then, this is just more of the same — King Crowley’s bad dinner theater.”
Crowley: “If that’s the way you feel, why did you show?”
Demon: “We wanted to see the monkey dance, one last time.”
Dean: “Let’s try ‘I feel’ statements. Dr. Phil.”
God: “I am sorry that you feel that I betrayed you, that I acted without cause. I’m sorry that you can’t see that you gave me no choice. I’m good.”
Lucifer: “You heard that, right?”
Sam: “We all know that you are God, but maybe could you be a little less Lordly?”
God: “But I’m the Lord.”
Lucifer: “Do you have any idea what it’s like to argue with your father when your father is God? Everything is a tautology with you. Everything is, ‘Because I told you.’ Everything is, ‘It had to be done.'”
Dean: “Pretty sure that’s all fathers.”
Lucifer: “Big picture, as God, you did what you had to do. But little picture, you sucked at being a dad.”
Chuck: I did what had to do. To create the world I had to lock Amara away, and when the Mark corrupted you and I saw that you posed a threat to humankind I did the same with you.
Lucifer: No, you betrayed me. You gave me the Mark to lock her away, and when it changed me, when it did what the Mark inevitably does, you threw me away.
Chuck: No, son. The Mark… you always cast a jaundiced glance at humans. The Mark didn’t change you. It just made you more of what you already were.
Lucifer: What I was, was your son. Your child.
Sam: “I can’t believe I’m actually about to say this, but Lucifer is right. All he wants is an apology and you’re too concerned about being right to give him one. But apologies aren’t always about being right. Sometimes they’re just about apologizing.”
Dean: “Yeah, and the great thing about apologies is you don’t have to mean them. You know, I lie and tell Sam I’m sorry all the time. I’m sorry. See?”
God: “I was supposed to love all creation equally. I wasn’t supposed to have favorites. But you, you were mine. I gave you the mark because I loved you the most. Because I thought you were strong enough to bear it. And when I saw that I was wrong, when I watched my choice devour my most cherished son, I hated myself. And so I punished you. And I am so sorry.”
God: “There’s a harmony, a balance in the universe. Light needs dark, dark needs light. If you blow one of them up, then I mean…”
Lucifer: “It wouldn’t be a good thing.”
God: “It’d be really not a good thing. Like, end of reality not good.”
God: “So what do we bring to the table to make up for archangel power?”
Sam: “We could try and find more Hands of God.”
God: “A little redundant.”
Rowena: “You walked right into a powerful coven.”
Clea: “It takes three for a coven.”
Rowena: “Witch’s den, without a weapon. I’ll turn you into a moose, an actual moose.”
Crowley: “I don’t hold grudges. Besides, that dog collar was a lovely touch, really made my eyes pop. Almost wore it here today.”
Castiel: You know every second I spend subordinating myself to Lucifer, it’s been a torment. It’s destroying me, it’s burning through my vessel. But I would do it all over again. Because through me, he and God, they will defeat the Darkness. That’s my role in this fight. It’s God’s fight. You can play a part in that fight too, if you join me.
Lucifer: It’s about her, Sam. It’s about his girlfriend.
Dean: Okay. Shut up.
Lucifer: Think about it. Dean Winchester meets the biggest evil in the universe and takes a pass? Come on. He wants Daddy to do what he couldn’t.
Chuck: Maybe it didn’t work because you didn’t want it to work. Maybe you didn’t want to kill her.
Sam: You want God to kill Amara, because you don’t want Amara to be killed?
Dean: Yeah, maybe there’s a part of me that just can’t hurt her. But if she’s already dead…
Sam: She’s already dead.
Chuck: Rowena, Crowley. It’s good to finally meet you in person.
Rowena: Sorry about, well, everything I’ve ever done in my life. Really, you can’t have been a fan.
Chuck: Oh yeah. I’ve been quietly rooting against you both for some time now. Although I can’t deny you’re one of my guilty pleasures.
Rowena: Oh, God.
Crowley: Oh, God.
Dean: Alright no flirting. And no fighting.
Sam: We’ve talked about this. It’s time to do the smart thing.
Dean: So what am I supposed to do, just sit by and watch?
Sam: No. We’re both in this fight. You’re leading this army.
Dean: What, babysitting the bad guys? Okay Sam, okay. God’s plan.
Chuck: I’m sorry. For this. For everything.
Amara: An apology at last. What’s ‘sorry’ to me? I spent millions of years crammed in that cage. Alone and afraid, wishing and begging for death because of you! What was my crime, brother?!
Chuck: The world needed to be born and you wouldn’t let me! Amara, you gave me no choice.
Amara: That’s your story, not mine. The real reason you banished me, why I couldn’t be allowed to exist… you couldn’t stand it. No, we were equals. We weren’t great or powerful because we stood only in relation to each other. You think you made the archangels to bring light? No. You made them to create lesser beings, to make you large, to make you Lord. It was ego! You wanted to be big!
Chuck: That’s true. But it isn’t the whole truth. There’s a value, a glory in creation… that’s greater and truer than my pride or my ego. Call it grace, call it being! Whatever it is, it didn’t come from my hands, it was there, waiting to be born. It just is. As you and I just were. Since you’ve been free I know you’ve seen it. Felt it.
Amara: It didn’t have to be like this. I loved you, brother. Well… you’ve won again. Finish it. Kill me.
Amara: “I’d die a million times. Murder you a million more before going back there. Tell me, if you won’t change, why should I?”
Dean: “Amara, what have you done?”
Sam: “He’s dead. God’s dead.”
Amara: “No. He’s dying. My brother will dim and fade away into nothing. But not until He sees what comes next. Not until He watches this world, everything He created, everything He loves turn into ash. Welcome to the end.”