Σενάριο Supernatural │15×01 Back and to the Future

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Η 15 σεζόν ξεκινάει με το 15×01 Back and to the Future με το παρόν να μπλέκεται με το παρελθόν φέρνοντας στην επιφάνεια δυσάρεστες αλλά και ευχάριστες αναμνήσεις…

Σενάριο του επεισοδίου 15×01 Back and to the Future.

Written by: Andrew Dabb

Directed by: John Showalter

Air Date: October 10, 2019


Dean: Me and Sam… we’ve killed just about everything there is. And Jack… he’s just another monster.


Sam: Dean’s gone. We have no idea if he’s even still alive.

Dean: Sammy, it’s me.

Dean: I can feel him in my head. Michael gets out, that’s it for this world.

Think in terms of bridges burned♪

Cas:Jack is lost without his grace.


Cas: We need to use magic that will draw on your soul.

Jack: I am a Winchester!

Jack: You want to know how much of my soul I had to burn off to kill Michael.

Cas: Yes.

Billie: Dean.

Dean: There’s only one way that this ends right.

♪They will rise and fall again♪

[14.12, Sam hugging Dean]

Sam: After all these years, you just throw in the towel?

Dean: Let’s go home.

♪Everything must have an end♪

Dean: I do believe in us.

Dean: Dad?

[14.13, Dean, Sam, and John in the bunker kitchen]

Dean: None of this would’ve happened without you.

John: I am so proud of you boys.

Dean: Nick. He’s trying to resurrect Lucifer.

Nick: Aah!

♪Take it calmly and serene♪

Mary: Jack! Listen to me!

Jack: Leave me alone!

♪It’s the famous final scene♪

Sam: Jack can’t be killed.

Dean: No, but he can be contained.

♪It’s been coming on so long♪

Chuck: This is bad.

Jack: You lied!

[Chuck in the bunker, creating the Equalizer gun]

Sam: Can you stop him?

Chuck: You can. With the Equalizer!

[Dean picks up the Equalizer, in the graveyard in 14.20]

Sam: He’s been playing us.

Chuck: Fine. [he snaps his fingers and Jack dies]

[Sam shoots Chuck with the Equalizer and suffers the same wound, Chuck snaps again and it goes dark and graves begin erupting] Chuck: That’s the way you want it?

Sam: Aah!

♪It’s been a long time since you smiled♪

Chuck: Story’s over. Welcome to the End.

[Cas kneels over Jack’s body]

♪Seems like oh, so long ago♪


♪And now the stage has all been set♪ ♪And the nights are growing cold♪ ♪Soon the winter will be here♪ ♪And there’s no one warm to hold♪ ♪Now the lines have all been read♪

Cas: Sam! Dean!

♪And you knew them all by heart♪ ♪Now you move toward the door♪

[Cas picks up Jack’s body and runs, leading the way out of the zombie fight. Sam and Dean follow, dodging monsters and graves]

♪Here it comes the hardest part♪ ♪Try the handle of the road♪

Sam [spotting potential refuge]: Dean, this way!

♪Feeling different, feeling strange♪ ♪This can never be arranged♪ ♪From the famous final scene♪



Dean: He didn’t deserve this.

Sam: Cas, is he here? C-C-Can you… Can you… ?

Cas: I don’t think so.

Dean: So, what? Chuck throws friggin’ zombies at us now?!

Sam: I don’t know if they’re zombies, Dean. I think… I think whenever the souls came up from Hell that they… they just…

Deana: They what? Just jumped into the nearest body?

Sam: I guess, yes.

Dean: Is that thing gonna hold?

Sam: The doors are banded iron, so it… I hope.

Dean: Chuck… He said, “Welcome to the End.” What… What does that mean? Cas? Come on, man! Ideas! Can you smite our way out of here?

Cas: No. You saw them. I would be overwhelmed, Dean. I… I don’t know. They… They’re ghosts, technically. Maybe… Maybe we can burn their bones?

Sam: Burn their bones? Cas, their bodies could be anywhere.

Dean: Great. So we go outside, we get ripped apart. We stay in here, w-what, starve to death?!

Cas: Well, I wouldn’t starve.

Dean: Well, good for you. Good. Son of a bitch. Chuck. Man, I knew it. I knew he would do something like this. He’s always so squirrelly, you know, with the… with the… the robe and the beard and… the smile that’s, like, half-nice, half “I’m gonna rip your throat out.” [mocking] “Oh, let me play you a song.” Ugh!

Dean: What do you got? Sam.

Sam: You guys, I think hear water. There must be a-a drainage pipe or something.

Dean: Maybe a sewer line.

Sam: Yeah. Come on. Come on.

Dean: Yeah.

[Sam and Dean pry away the stone with the iron rods they’d been carrying as weapons, but behind the stone is a brick wall. They begin smashing it with their rods while Cas stands in the background watching them]

Dean: Cas, a little help here.

Dean: Well, so much for the pipes. What the hell are we gonna do now?

[They all turn around to find Jack standing, waving at them]

Not!Jack: Hello.

Sam: Jack? You’re alive.

Cas: That’s not Jack. That’s a demon.

Sam: What?

Not!Jack: Yeah. Sorry about that.

Dean: How in the hell?

Not!Jack: Look, I just got here, and, uh, I needed a body, so…

Sam: So you’re a demon.

Not!Jack: Yeah. Look. I-I’d do the whole eyes thing, but, uh, yeah, no eyes.

[Not!Jack wanders to a pile of rubbish left in a corner of the mausoleum and finds a pair of sunglasses and puts them on]

Dean: You… What the hell are you doing?

Not!Jack: Blending.

Cas: Get out of him.

Not!Jack: Uh, look, uh, I know it’s weird. Okay? Uh, where do I start? Like at the first day of school. Uh, hi. Uh, my name is Belphegor. And, I’m, uh, here from…

[Cas grabs Belphegor and slams him against a post, holding his angel blade to his throat, growing angrier]

Belphegor: Ooh. Whoa.

Cas: I said get out of him.

Belphegor: Whoa. Whoa. Hey.

Cas: I’m not gonna ask again.

Belphegor: No. I can help. Okay? I can help.

Dean: Cas. Let him speak.

Cas: He’s an abomination!

Belphegor: You’re an abomination with that stupid, dumb trench coat.

[Dean pulls Cas off Belphegor]

Dean: Cas, Cas. Hey. Hey. We need the help.

Cas: He is defiling Jack’s corpse!

Dean: But if he can help… Jack’s gone, alright? So let’s listen to what the demon has to say. If we don’t like what he says, then we stab him.

Sam: Cas. Dean’s right. Alright. So, we are…

Belphegor: The Winchesters. Uh, I know. I read the papers.

Dean: You have newspapers in Hell?

Belphegor: Yeah, the Wi-Fi sucks. Anyway, I’m guessing this whole, uh, Hellmouth thing is kind of, uh, you?

Cas: No. It was God.

Belphegor: Yeah. Sure. [he laughs, but TFW remains stoic] Oh, you’re serious.

Sam: It’s a long story. It… It…

Belphegor: Okay, okay. Look. I-I’m not some crossroad demon. I’m not even one of those black-eyed goons who crawled his way up here to eat, you know, virgins and puppies and, uh, virgin puppies. Look. Downstairs, I punch a clock. A soul comes in, I torment it. I-It’s what I do.

Dean: What’s your point?

Belphegor: The point is, I like my job. I like Hell the way it is… or… or was. So, all those bad guys? You want them back where they came from, right? Well, me too. Okay? We’re… We’re twinsies, guys.

Cas: Oh, we are not twinsies.

Sam: Can you fix this?

Belphegor: Um, no, but I can get you out of here.

Dean: How?

Belphegor: Ohh. Little spell. You know, nothing major. Alright. Uh… [he bends over and scoops up some dirt] Just need some graveyard dirt… and some, uh, angel blood.

Sam: Cas.

[Cas is surprised by this and very reluctantly cuts his hand and bleeds on the dirt. Belphegor dramatically claps his hands together and all the zombie noises at the door go silent]

Belphegor: Huh? You’re welcome.

Belphegor: Hey, it worked. High five.

Cas: The spirits have been destroyed.

Belphegor: No, I just, uh, blasted them out of those bodies. Yeah.

Dean: So where are the ghosts, then?

♪ I need a boy made by Nicholas Sparks, hey ♪

Girl 1: So… how’s this?

♪ Gimme, gimme all my dreams ♪

Rachel: Ooh!

Girl 1: Oh, my God. [she holds up her phone for Rachel to use the selfie camera as a make up mirror]

Rachel: Alright.

Girl 1: Oh, my God. That color looks so good on you.

Rachel: I know, right?

♪ I need a boy with really soft hair ♪ ♪ … run my hands through it and doesn’t care ♪

Girl 1: I’m trying these next.

Rachel: Oh, okay. Oh, that’s so cute. So, your mom just bought you this stuff?

Girl 1: Yeah. Since the divorce, she feels super guilty.

Rachel: Awesome. Divorce is awesome.

Girl 1: I know, right?

Rachel: Hm.

Girl 1: Rachel, you should try this.

[Rachel looks in the mirror, and her reflection changes, her eyes bleeding like victims of Bloody Mary. Her reflection flickers and becomes bloody Mary for a moment]

Girl 1: Rachel.

[Rachel screams, her face now bloody]


[Bloody Mary appears in the room, and the other girl screams]


Belphegor: I mean, come on. I look good.

Dean: Anything?

Sam: No, not yet. I mean, the news, they didn’t… It just… I’m not seeing anything about a-a worldwide zombie apocalypse.

Dean: So… Ghostpocalypse. Maybe it’s just happening here.

Belphegor: Yeah. For now. I mean, the souls gotta go somewhere, right?

Sam: Yeah, how many are we talking about, by the way? Souls?

Belphegor: In Hell?

Sam: Yes.

Belphegor: Two, three billion.

Dean: Alright. Let’s just stick to the plan, alright? We head back to the bunker, figure out how to close the rift.

Belphegor: Yeah. If you can.

Dean: Well, you got a better idea?

Belphegor: I do not. But if you wanted to buy some time, you could always contain the ghosts.

Sam: Contain them how?

Belphegor: Magic.

Cas: And you just happen to know the right spell?

Belphegor: Lucky you.

Dean: What do you mean by “contain”?

Belphegor: Imagine a salt circle a mile wide. No ghosts get in, no ghosts get out.

Sam: Yeah. Great. Okay.

Cas: No. That town… Harlan, Kansas… is less than a mile from the cemetery.

Dean: Then we get everybody out.

Cas: How?

Dean: We lie.

[A car is abandoned on the road ahead, lights on, doors open, radio playing]

Sam: You see that? Pull over.

[Sam and Dean get out, guns drawn, and approach the car. It’s empty but for some blood spatter]

♪ I’m in love with you ♪ ♪ And I’m crazy ’bout the things you do ♪ ♪ You’re more to me than any pot of gold ♪ ♪ You make me feel so good deep in my soul ♪ ♪ It’s too good to be true ♪ ♪ That I’m in love with you ♪ ♪ It’s too good to be true ♪ ♪ A sweet-hearted girl like you ♪ ♪ And if you ever depart from me ♪ ♪ I’d live on in misery ♪

Dean: There’s no body.

♪ I can’t believe that you’re for real ♪

Dean: This look familiar to you?

Sam: Yeah. Looks like a woman in white.

Dean: Exactly.

[Sam has a series of flashbacks to 1.01, the original Woman in White case]

Sam: Dean, this could be our woman in white.

Dean: Dude. We sent her to Hell years ago.

Sam: Yeah, but she could be back.

♪ I can’t believe that you’re for real ♪

Dean: Well, if she’s back, then they’re all back. Every last one that we ever killed.

♪ The way you make my heart feel ♪ ♪ And if you ever depart from me ♪ ♪ See here, I’d live alone in misery ♪

Sam: Let’s go.

♪ Whoa, ooh ♪

[At a nearby house, a party has been destroyed, food and decorations smashed, and blood smears everywhere. A terrified woman carries a little girl through the kitchen looking for a place to hide, while creepy laughter follows them from another room.]

Mother: Go in the garage. Okay… Okay. Okay.

Gacy Clown: I’m coming for you!

Mother: Okay. Stay here, baby. Okay? Stay here? You’ll be okay? Stay here.

Gacy: Come out, come out, wherever you are!

Mother: Ahh… Help! Please help us! Please! Please, please, help us! Help! Help!

Gacy: Come play with me!

Mother: Please help. Please…

[She goes back to the girl while the clown laughs maniacally. They look for somewhere to hide, and then the clown appears in the garage]

Mother: Okay. Uh, it’s okay. We’re gonna be okay. Come on. Let’s go this way.

Gacy: I know where you are!

[Sam gets out of the Impala wearing an FBI jacket and walks up to the sheriff who’s on the phone]

Sheriff: You don’t have to move the dang tree. Just move the sign. All the problems gone.

Sam: Excuse me. FBI.

Sheriff: How can I help you?

[In the Impala, Dean, Cas, and Belphegor wait for him]

Dean: We can handle the evac, so why don’t you grab Crowley Jr. here whatever he needs for his spell?

Cas: No.

Dean: What?

Cas: Dean, I can’t. I-I… I can’t even look at him. Um… I…

[Cas gets out of the car and joins Sam, talking to the Sheriff]

Sheriff: Well, I-I… Benzene?

Sam: The pipeline outside town. It sprung a leak.

Sheriff: W-What pipeline?

Sam: Sheriff, listen. The longer we stand here talking about it, the more people are gonna get sick. Now, the EPA is on its way, but we need to clear these people out ASAP.

Sheriff: Well, I suppose we could move folks up to the high school.

Cas: Where is that?

Sheriff: About five miles up 281.

Cas: Well, that’s far enough.

Sam: Great. Get these people on the move. We’ll go house-to-house. Come on.

[In the Impala, Dean puts the Equalizer gun into the glove box]

Belphegor: Uh, what’s that?

Dean: Don’t worry about it.

Belphegor: Okay. Cool. So, people are, like, crazy good-looking now, eh?

Dean: What?

Belphegor: I mean, the last time I was on Earth, I mean, I was human. Ah, it was a while ago. I mean, but, you know, we were all worshipping this giant rock that looked like a huge penis, and… Anyway, folks back then, You know? Had a lot of humps. I mean, a lot. Look at ’em now. I mean, look at you. I mean, you’re, uh, you know, gorgeous.

Dean: What? Okay. When are you gonna get out of that body?

Belphegor: Eh, when I find another one. I mean, I would’ve jumped at the cemetery, but all those meat suits were a little too, uh, you know, wormy. Difficult to blend, if you will. Yeah. So, uh… who was… he, anyway?

Dean: He was our kid. Kinda.

Belphegor: Oh. Sorry.

Dean: Alright. So, what do you need for this spell?

Belphegor: You know, nothing much. Big bag of salt.

Dean: Easy.

Belphegor: And a… And a human heart.

[In a nearby neighborhood, Sam and Cas search, splitting up to look through separate houses]

Sam: Alright. I go left. You go right. See anybody, get ’em out. See a ghost, hit it with the rock salt.

Sam: Hello?

Cas: Hello?! Hello?

[Upstairs, Cas finds the two girls killed by Bloody Mary, and sees a flash of what happened to them, as he leaves the house Mary follows him in a mirror]

[Sam arrives in the garage, where the mother and daughter have hidden on a high shelf]

Sam: Hello? Anybody in here?

Mother: Here! Here. Up here.

Sam [coaxing the little girl down, he puts his gun down]: Okay. Come here. Just… Okay. Hey, it’s okay. It’s okay. I’m safe, okay? Come on. I gotcha. I gotcha. Come here. I gotcha. Here we go. Just, uh… There’s your mom. Alright?

Mother: Oh, God. Thank God. Dead. They’re all dead.

Sam: I know. I know. Shh. Just… I’m gonna get you out of here, alright? [to the little girl] Hey. You’re gonna be okay, alright? Everything’s gonna be fine.

[the mother screams as the clown appears behind Sam, but his gun is still on the shelf. Gacy slashes Sam with his knife]


[Interior, garage, Sam’s on the ground, wounded, and Gacy approaches slowly, singing off-key]

Gacy: ♪ Happy birthday to you ♪ ♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

[Cas comes in behind him and shoots the clown with rock salt]

Cas: Sam.

[Exterior, town sidewalk, the Sheriff is clearing people out.]

Sheriff: Just head to the gym! I’ll be right behind you! Move those people! Travis, I told you, you gotta get out of the chapel.

Dean [on the phone with Rowena as he walks away from the sheriff with a bag of salt]: Yeah. God. No. No. Rowena, we need your help, so move your ass. What? No, I’m not… Move your exquisite ass, please. Alright? Great. [Dean returns to the Impala and hangs up with Rowena] Dean: Here’s your salt. Is there a problem?

Belphegor: What? Oh. No. I-I mean, uh… – I’m a fan.

Dean: Excuse me?

Belphegor: Yeah, I-I didn’t want to say it in front of the other guys, but when you were in Hell, with Alastair, I, uh… I got a chance to watch you work. And, I mean, the things you did to those people, I mean, it wasn’t torture. It was, um… It was art.

Dean: Yeah, but that was a long time ago.

Belphegor: Depends how you look at it.

Dean: So, with all this going on, what’s it like down there?

Belphegor: In Hell?

Dean: Yeah.

Belphegor: You ever seen an ant hill when it’s, like, set on fire? Okay, well, there we were, minding our own business, you know, flaying people for eternity, like you do, right? And then every door in Hell just sprang open all at once. You know? Souls got out. Sky cracked. And, uh, boom, ta-da, you know?

Dean: Wait. Every door? Even the Cage?

Belphegor: Yeah, even the Cage.

Dean: And Michael?

Belphegor: Well, last I heard, he was just sittin’ there. Yeah, but if he got out, I mean… Ugh. I mean… he wouldn’t hold a grudge, right?

[Interior, garage, Cas kneels beside Sam and heals him]

Cas: Stay still.

Mother: H-How?

Castiel: I’m an angel.

Mother: And the clown was…

Sam: A ghost.

Mother: And you’re… ?

Sam: Just a guy.

[Sam gets up, and his shoulder wound twinges]

Cas: Sam?

Sam: Yeah, I’m good. Just… Like, when I shot God…

Mother: I’m sorry. When you shot God?

Cas: It’s a long story.

Sam: It’s nothing. It’s fine. It’s just…

Cas: Sam. Let me see.

[Cas attempts to heal the Equalizer wound, and Sam sees flashes of himself with black eyes, hurting Dean]

Dean: Sammy, please.

[Cas staggers and Sam is shaken as he comes out of the vision]

Sam: Did you fix it?

Cas: No. I can’t. There’s… There’s an energy in that wound that’s… I never felt that before.

Sam: Well, like I said, it’s fine.

Cas: Sam.

[Sam’s phone buzzes, and the Sheriff is calling]

Sam: Sheriff?

Sam: Hey, uh, Agent. I’m, uh… I’m doing a final sweep, but looks like I got everybody.

Sam: Okay. Great. Just head to the school. I’ll meet you there.

Sheriff: Copy that.

Sam [ushering everyone out of the garage]: Alright. We got to go. We got to go. Come on. Come on. It’s okay. Come on. It’s okay.

[Exterior, town, the sheriff spots someone rounding a corner and follows]

Sheriff: Ma’am? Ma’am? You okay?

[he finds Constance Welch]

[Exterior of the house, Sam, Cas, the woman and her daughter cautiously walk away, as Gacy watches from a window]

[Exterior, town, Dean and Belphegor walk down the road]

Belphegor: So… about that heart.

Dean: Working on it. I’m thinking maybe we hit the morgue.

Belphegor: Hmm. Fresh, it’d be… it would be better.

[They hear a scream and run to find the sheriff lying bloody wherw Constance has killed him. Dean kneels down, upset]

Belphegor: Hmm. Hm. Cool.


[Exterior, neighborhood, Sam, Cas and their charges walk down the empty street]

Dean: Son of a bitch.

Belphegor: Yeah. Yeah. Poor guy.

[He reaches into the sheriff’s chest and pulls out his heart]

Dean: Whoa!

Belphegor: Ahh. Well, got a heart.

[The little girl has stopped to look into a pond]

Mother: Baby, what… what are you doing? We got to go.

[Gacy appears in the middle of the road, and she screams, getting Sam and Cas’s attention]

Dean: We need to move. Now.

Constance: I remember you. You took me home. [she attacks Dean, flinging him into a dumpster]

Cas: It’s just one ghost. [to the mother and girl] It’s okay. Stay back.

[Two more ghosts appear]

Cas: Just three.

[Constance turns her attention to Belphegor]

Belphegor: Oh, hey. Look, okay? I barely even… I barely even know this guy, okay?

[Sam and Cas shoot the ghosts with rock salt, when one appears between them, Sam shoots it, but also shoots Cas]

Cas: You shot me.

Belphegor: Hey, hey. Bad ghost. Bad. No. [Constance slashes his hand]

[Dean sneaks up behind Constance]

Dean: Hey, Casper. [he hits her with a metal rod and she disappears]

Dean: Spell. Now. Let’s get the salt.

[Bloody Mary appears in the pond and jumps out to attack the mother and daughter , grabbing the mother’s leg. She moves her daughter away but is trapped]

Mother: Come on. Come…

[Dean pours a large bag of salt into a mound and Belphegor places the heart on top]

Dean: We good?

Belphegor: We’re good.

Belphegor: Animi… infernorum… spiritus abyssi surrecti… defigo… vos intra confinia.

Mother: Come on.

[Cas gets free and begins shooting ghosts. He shoots Gacy, and Sam is free to shoot Bloody Mary]

Sam: Hey. It’s okay.

Belphegor: Vinciamni!

[He slams his hand on the ground and a circle of red energy rushes out from the heart, through town, past Sam and Cas, forming an invisible wall at the edge]

Sam: You alright? Okay.

Mother: Okay.

Cas: Is that… ?

Sam: The spell. Alright. Let’s go. Let’s go.

[The ghosts reappear]

Cas: Sam!

Sam: Go. Get them across the line, Cas.

[He turns back to hold off all four ghosts alone]

Cas: Sam…

Sam: Go!

Cas: Come on.

Sam [to the ghosts, raising his gun]: Bring it. [his gun is empty, so he drops it an runs to catch up with Cas]

Cas: Sam!

Sam [to the little girl as he scoops her up] I got you. I got you. Come here. I got you.

[They run down the road, past the edge of the spell, where the ghosts are trapped. Gacy screams. Sam calmly sneers at him]

Sam: Shut up. Come on. Let’s go.


[Dean, Sam, Cas, Belphegor, and the mother and daughter pull up to the school/emergency shelter]

Mother: So, what now?

Sam: Okay. You two go inside. We’ll take care of the town.

Dean: And maybe don’t tell anybody about the whole ghost thing.

Cas: Or the angel thing.

Sam: Yeah, that… that might freak them out.

Belphegor: Uh, “might”?

Girl [to Sam]: Thank you.

[Sam gets out to escort them into the shelter, leaving Dean and Cas by the car]

Sam: I got ’em. Here. Watch your step. Okay.

Dean [to Cas]: You okay?

Cas: Yes, but…

Dean: Good.

[Dean turns and walks away]

Belphegor: Wow! Awkward. Wanna talk about it or… ? [Cas walks away] Is that a no? That’s a no.

[Dean meets Sam at the trunk of the Impala]

Dean: How are the locals?

Sam: They’re asking a lot of questions about the evacuation. And, by the way, when this “gas leak” thing gets out, we have one, maybe two days before the real FBI shows up.

Dean: Yeah, no, I figured.

Sam: So what do we do now?

Dean: Right now we get you fixed up.

Sam: We what?

Dean: Chuck got shot and you got shot, right?

Sam: I’m fine.

Dean: No, no, no. Come on. We’ve been going nonstop. Let me see it. [Dean examines Sam’s shoulder] There’s no exit wound.

Sam: I know.

Dean: How bad does it hurt?

Sam: A little, not much.

Dean: Okay. Hey, do you remember when we were little? What I would do to distract you whenever I’d rip off a Band-Aid or something like that?

Sam: Yeah. You’d tell some stupid joke.

Dean: Yeah. Knock, knock. Come on. Knock, knock.

Sam: Who’s… [Dean cleans the wound with alcohol before Sam finishes]

Dean: Still got it.

Sam: Yeah. So, when Chuck… God… said “This is the End,” I guess this is what he meant.

Dean: Yeah, well. Screw him. He’s been playing us this entire time. Alright.

[Dean offers Sam a bandage]

Sam: No.

Dean: Just when we thought we had a choice. You know, whenever we thought we had free will. We were just rats in a maze. Sure, we could go left. Sure, we could go right. But we were still in the damn maze. Just makes you think, if all of it… you know, everything that we’ve done… What did it even mean?

Sam: It meant a lot. We still saved people.

Dean: Yeah, but what for? You know? Just so he could throw another End of the World at us and then sit back and chug popcorn?

Sam: Maybe. Yeah, maybe. But… now he’s gone.

Dean: You think?

Sam: That’s what he does. He gets bored and… and… and… and pulls the ripcord. I mean, that’s what he did with Apocalypse World and… and probably with all of them. He moves on, starts another story. But you know what? Good. ‘Cause if he bailed, it’s just us. For the first time. It’s just us.

Dean: And about three billion ghosts.

Sam: Yeah, well, what’s one more Apocalypse, right? But, seriously, if we win… When we win this, God’s gone. Hm. There’s no one to screw with us. There’s no more maze. It’s just us. And we’re free.

Dean: So you and me versus every soul in Hell? I like those odds.

Sam: Yeah, me too.

Dean: Well, you know what that means. We got work to do.

[Dean shuts the trunk, and the scene shifts to him shutting the trunk at the end of 1.01]

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