|EPISODE 513: THE SONG REMAINS THE SAME
|Dean: Really? Anna? I don’t believe it.
Castiel: (drawing a symbol) It’s true.
Dean: So she’s gone all Glenn Close. That’s awesome.
Castiel: Who’s Glenn Close?
Dean: No one. Just a psycho b*tch that likes to boil rabbits.
Sam: So, the plan to kill me – would it actually stop Satan?
Dean: No, Sam, come on!
Sam: Cas, what do you think? Does Anna have a point?
Castiel: (looks at Dean for a second) No. She’s a... Glenn Close.
Dean: I don’t get it – we’re looking for the chick that wants to gank Sam? Why poke the bear?
Castiel: Anna will keep trying. She won’t give up until Sam is dead. So we kill her first.
|Dean: So what, you’re like a Delorian without enough Plutonium?
Castiel: I don't understand that reference.
|Dean: So I paid for Cas for five nights, up in the honeymoon suite. I told the manager ‘do not disturb no matter what'. You know what he said to me? ‘Yeah, don’t sweat it. Wanna buy some dope?’ Dope! We oughta stick around here and buy some stock in Microsoft.
Sam: Yeah, we might have to, if Cas doesn’t recover. Is he alright?
Dean: What do I look like, Dr. Angel Medicine Woman? He’ll wake up. He’s tough for a nerdy little dude with wings.
|Dean: What exactly are we gonna march up there and tell 'em?
Sam: Uh, the truth.
Dean: What, that their sons are back from the future to save them from an angel gone Terminator? Come on, those movies haven't even come out yet.
|Dean: The yellow-eyed demon. He killed you, and John became a hunter to get revenge. He raised us in this life. Listen to me. A demon comes into Sam’s nursery, exactly six months after he’s born, November 2nd 1983. Remember that date, and whatever you do... do not go in there. You wake up that morning and you take Sam and you run.
Sam: It’s not good enough, Dean. Wherever she goes, the demon’s going to find her. Find me.
Dean: Well then what?
Sam: She can leave Dad. That’s what. You gotta leave John.
Sam: When this is all over... walk away. And never look back.
Dean: So we’re never born... He’s right!
Mary: I can’t. You’re saying that your my children, and now you’re saying...
Sam: You have no other choice!
Dean: There’s a big difference between dying and never being born! And trust me, we’re okay with it. I promise you that!
Mary: Well I’m not!
Sam: You think you can have that normal life that you want so bad, but you can’t. I’m sorry. It’s all gonna go rotten. You are gonna die. And your children will be cursed.
Mary: There has to be a way...
Dean: No, this is the way. Leave John!
Mary: I can’t!
Dean: This is bigger than us. There is so many more lives at stake!
Mary: You don’t understand. I can’t! It’s too late... I’m – I’m pregnant.
|Anna: I need you to kill some humans.
Uriel: Always happy to do some smiting.
|Dean: Oh, I get it. You got beef with your brother, well get some therapy, pal, don’t take it out on my planet!
Michael: You’re wrong. Lucifer defied our father, and he betrayed me, but still. I don’t want this any more than you would want to kill Sam. You know my brother... I practically raised him. I took care of him in a way that most people could never understand. And I still love him. But I am going to kill him, because it is right. And I have to.
Dean: Why, because God says so?
Michael: From the beginning he knew this was how it was going to end.
Dean: And you’re just gonna do whatever God says?
Michael: Yes, because I am a good son.
Dean: Yeah, well trust me, pal, take it from someone who knows, that is a dead-end street.
Michael: And you think you know better than my father? One unimportant little man? What makes you think you get to choose?
Dean: Because I gotta believe that I can choose what I do with... my unimportant little life.
Michael: You’re wrong. You know how I know? Think of a million random acts of chance, that let John and Mary be born. To meet. To fall in love, to have the two of you. Think of the million random choices that you make, and yet each and every one of them brings you closer to your destiny. Do you know why that is? Because it’s not random. It’s not chance. It’s a plan that is playing itself out perfectly. Free will is an illusion, Dean. That’s why you’re going to say yes. (Dean looks at him blankly). Oh buck up! It could be worse. You know, unlike my brothers I won’t leave you a drooling mess when I’m done wearing you!
|(John and Mary are standing by a wooden crib, they talk about angel figurine)
John: Where did you even get it?
Mary: Garage sale. (she is stroking her stomach). Twenty five cents!
John: Well I’m glad to hear that, anyway!
Mary: (laughs) Hey!
John: I mean, you really don’t think it’s just... a little cheesy?
Mary: (smiles) I think it’s sweet. I can’t even put my finger on why I like it. I just... like it.
John: (smiles) Well then I love it!
(he kisses her and leaves the room).
Mary: (feels her stomach) Ooh – quite a kick there. Troublemaker already? It’s okay, baby... It’s all okay. Angels are watching over you.
Dean: Team Free Will. One ex-blood junkie, one dropout with six bucks to his name, and Mr. Comatose over there. It's awesome.
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