- "Searchin' for a Rainbow" by The Marshall Tucker Band
- (playing in Rocky's Bar as Dean prepares the "house special" for Pamela)
Michael: Hope is an amazing thing, isn't it? You had no chance of winning this. None. But you had hope. Hope that I wouldn't see you coming, but I saw everything. And now I have my perfect vessel, I've just destroyed the one weapon that could really hurt me. Thanks for bringing that by the way. Don't interrupt me.
Sam: Where's Jessica?
Violet: Well, my name's Violet. It's my shift. We have shifts now, because you mess up so many things.
Michael: Yes, put a chair against the door, that'll help. Nothing's changed. Either my monsters get here or I break these chains. But tonight, everybody dies. And Sam, the last thing you'll see is this pretty smile as I rip you apart.
Tell me, why do you love this world enough to risk your own life?
Castiel: Tell me, why you hate this world enough to burn it to the ground.
Michael: Because I can. Because... Me and my brother, my Lucifer. When we fought in my world, we thought that God would come back, give us answers. Why He'd gone, what we'd done. But instead you know what happened? Nothing. No God. Nothing. And now, now that I'm in here. Now I know why. God -- Chuck is a writer. And like all writers He turns out draft after draft. My world, this world. Nothing but failed drafts, and when He realizes that they're flawed He moves on and tries again.
Castiel: No, that's not. Why would He do that?
Michael: Because He doesn't care! About you, me, anything. Now at first, I thought I'd do it better. Show Him, be more God than God. But now, I just wanna burn every one of His little worlds until I catch up to the old man.
Castiel: And then what?
Even God can die.
Sam: Jack, Dean wouldn't want to be saved, not that way.
Dean thrives on trauma, he's had to his whole life, right. It keeps him alert, it keeps him ready. But, if I wanted to distract Dean I'd give him something he's never had before.
Exactly. So maybe instead of looking through his bad memories, let's look through his good memories.
Well, this is fun.
Dean: Get out of my head.
Michael: You don't mean that, Dean, not really. You may lie to them, but deep down I know you. I am you. You only tolerate the angel, because you think you owe him because he, 'gripped you tight and raised you from perdition', or whatever. But since then, what has he done? Only made mistakes. One after the other. And Sam, oh Sam. You know Dean was his happiest when you quit hunting, leaving him with your Dad, just the two of them. See, deep down he knows you will always abandon him, again and again.
Dean: Shut up!
You don't need them. You don't even like them, they're not your family, they're your responsibilities. They're a weight around your neck and deep down, you wanted, you were desperate to get away from them. And that is why you said yes.
You fellas didn't think this out did ya? Even if you could force me out, what do you think I'd leave behind? Hmm? You'd be nothing but blood and bone.
Dean: Then we don't kick him out. We keep him in. It'll hold. My mind, my rules. I got him. I'm the Cage.
You broke the rules.
Billie: I took a calculated risk. I warned you. About the dangers of jumping from world to world. But you ignored me, didn't you?
Rescuing Mom and Jack, helping out those other folks -- I'd say it was worth it.