5.22 Swan Song (Transcript)

SUPERNATURAL

5.22 Swan Song

Written by: Eric Kripke and Eric "Giz" Gerwitz

Directed by: Steve Boyum

Air Date: May 13, 2010

Carry On Wayward Son plays over the opening montage which recaps the Season.

ACT ONE

Voiceover by Chuck:

On April 21, 1967, the 100 millionth GM vehicle rolled off the line at the plant in Janesville -- a blue two-door Caprice.

There was a big ceremony, speeches. The lieutenant governor even showed up. Three days later, another car rolled off that same line. No one gave two craps about her. But they should have, because this 1967 Chevrolet Impala would turn out to be the most important car -- no, the most important object -- in pretty much the whole universe.

She was first owned by Sal Moriarty, an alcoholic with two ex-wives and three blocked arteries. On weekends, he'd drive around giving Bibles to the poor "gettin' folks right for Judgment Day." That's what he said. Sam and Dean don't know any of this, but if they did, I bet they'd smile.

After Sal died, she ended up at Rainbow Motors, a used-car lot in Lawrence, where a young marine bought her on impulse. That is, after a little advice from a friend. I guess that's where this story begins.

And here's where it ends.

Title Card

Exterior: Bobby's salvage yard. Sam sits on the hood of the Impala drinking a beer. Dean joins him.

SAM: Dean? What's going on?

DEAN: I'm in.

SAM: In with...?

DEAN: The whole "up with Satan" thing. I'm on board.

SAM: You're gonna let me say yes?

DEAN: No. That's the thing. It's not on me to let you do anything. You're a grown -- well, overgrown -- man. If this is what you want, I'll back your play.

SAM: That's the last thing I thought you'd ever say.

DEAN: Might be. I'm not gonna lie to you, though. It goes against every fiber I got. I mean, truth is... You know, watching out for you... it's kinda been my job, you know? But more than that, it's... it's kinda who I am. You're not a kid anymore, Sam, and I can't keep treating you like one. Maybe I got to grow up a little, too. I don't know if we got a snowball's chance. But... But I do know that if anybody can do it... It's you.

SAM: Thank you.

DEAN: If this is what you want... Is this really what you want?

SAM: I let him out. I got to put him back in.

DEAN: Okay. That's it, then.

INT. Bodies, hang upside down over a devil's trap. Figures exit the building carrying gallon jugs of blood.

EXT. Night.

DEAN: I still can't get used to you at eye level.

BOBBY: So, was I right?

DEAN: As always, Yoda. Two stunt demons inside, just like you said.

BOBBY: Did you get it?

DEAN: Yeah, all the "go juice" Sammy can drink.

BOBBY: You okay?

DEAN: Not really. What do you got?

BOBBY: Not much. These look like omens to you? Cyclone in Florida, temperature drop in Detroit, wildfires in L.A.

DEAN: Wait. What about Detroit?

BOBBY: Temp's dropped about 20 degrees, but only in a five-block radius of downtown Motown.

DEAN: That's the one. Devil's in Detroit.

BOBBY: Really? As far as foreboding goes, It's a little light in the loafers. You sure?

DEAN: Yeah, I'm sure.

INT. Impala. Dean is driving, Sam riding shotgun. Castiel is asleep in the back seat.

DEAN: Aw. Ain't he a little angel?

SAM: Angels don't sleep.

DEAN: Sam, I got a bad feeling about this.

SAM: Well, you'd be nuts to have a good feeling about it.

DEAN: You know what I mean. Detroit. He always said he'd jump your bones in Detroit. Here we are. Maybe this is him rolling out the red carpet, you know? Maybe he knows something that we don't.

SAM: Dean, I'm sure he knows a buttload we don't. We just got to hope he doesn't know about the rings. Hey, um... on the subject, there's something I got to talk to you about.

DEAN: What?

SAM: This thing goes our way and I...Triple Lindy into that box... y-you know I'm not coming back.

DEAN: Yeah, I'm aware.

SAM: So you got to promise me something.

DEAN: Okay. Yeah. Anything.

SAM: You got to promise not to try to bring me back.

DEAN: What? No, I didn't sign up for that.

SAM: Dean --

DEAN: Your Hell is gonna make my tour look like Graceland. Y-you want me just to sit by and do nothing?

SAM: Once the Cage is shut, you can't go poking at it, Dean. It's too risky.

DEAN: No, no, no, no, no. As if I'm just gonna let you rot in there.

SAM: Yeah, you are. You don't have a choice.

DEAN: You can't ask me to do this.

SAM: I'm sorry, Dean. You have to.

DEAN: So then what am I supposed to do?

SAM: You go find Lisa. You pray to god she's dumb enough to take you in, and you -- you have barbecues and go to football games. You go live some normal, apple-pie life, Dean. Promise me.

EXT. Laneway. Night.

BOBBY: Demons. At least two dozen of them. You were right -- something's up.

DEAN: More than something. He's here. I know it.

BOBBY: I'll see ya around, kid.

SAM: See ya around.

BOBBY: He gets in... You fight him tooth and nail, you understand? Keep swingin'. Don't give an inch.

SAM: Yes, sir.

SAM: Take care of these guys, okay?

CAS: That's not possible.

SAM: Then humor me.

CAS: Oh. I was supposed to lie. Uh... Sure. They'll be fine. I --

SAM: Just -- just stop... talking.

SAM walks to the trunk of the Impala, where the jugs of Demon Blood sit.

SAM: You mind not watching this?

DEAN: Okay.

SAM: Let's go.

DEAN: All right!

SAM: We're here, you sons of bitches! Come and get it! (TO DEMONS) Hey, guys. Is your father home?

INT. Warehouse.

LUCIFER: Hey, guys. So nice of you to drop in.


CHUCK (VOICEOVER): The Impala, of course, has all the things other cars have... and a few things they don't. But none of that stuff's important. This is the stuff that's important. The army man that Sam crammed in the ashtray - It's still stuck there. The Legos that Dean shoved into the vents -- to this day, heat comes on and they can hear 'em rattle. These are the things that make the car theirs -- really theirs. Even when Dean rebuilt her from the ground up, he made sure all these little things stayed, 'cause it's the blemishes that make her beautiful. The Devil doesn't know or care what kind of car the boys drive.

LUCIFER: Sorry if it's a bit chilly. Most people think I burn hot. It's actually quite the opposite.

DEAN: Well, I'll alert the media.

LUCIFER: Help me understand something, guys. I mean, stomping through my front door is... a tad suicidal, don't you think?

SAM: We're not here to fight you.

LUCIFER: No? Then why are you?

SAM: I want to say "yes."

LUCIFER: Excuse me? Chock-full of Ovaltine, are we?

SAM: You heard me. Yes.

LUCIFER: You're serious.

SAM: Look, Judgment Day's a runaway train. We get it now. We just want off.

LUCIFER: Meaning?

SAM: Deal of the century. I give you a free ride, but when it's all over, I live, he lives, you bring our parents back --

LUCIFER: Okay, can we please drop the telenovela? I know you have the rings, Sam.

SAM: I have no idea what you're talking about.

LUCIFER: The Horsemen's rings? The magic keys to my Cage? Ring a bell? Come on, Sam. I've never lied to you. You could at least pay me the same respect. It's okay. I'm not mad. A wrestling match inside your noggin... I like the idea. Just you and me, one round, no tricks. You win, you jump in the hole. I win... Well, then I win. What do you say, Sam? A fiddle of gold against your soul says I'm better than you.

SAM: So he knows. Doesn't change anything.

DEAN: Sam.

SAM: We don't have any other choice. No. Yes.

DEAN: Bvtmon...Tabges...Babalon. (OPEN THE MOUTH OF THE CAVE TO THE WICKED...)

DEAN: Sammy!

SAM: Dean!

DEAN: Sammy!

SAM: I can feel him.

DEAN: Oh, god! You got to go now! Come on! Go now, Sammy. Now!

LUCIFER: I was just messing with you. Sammy's long gone.

DEAN: Chdr bvtmon tabges babalon.

LUCIFER: I told you... This would always happen in Detroit.

INT. DIFFERENT ROOM

LUCIFER: Sam. Come on. I can feel you... scratching away in there. Look... I'll take the gag off, okay? You got me all wrong, kiddo. I'm not the bad guy here.
SAM: I'm gonna rip you apart from the inside out. Do you understand me?

LUCIFER: Such anger... Young Skywalker. Who are you really angry with? Me? Or that face in the mirror?

SAM: I'm sure this is all a big joke to you, huh?

LUCIFER: Not at all. I've been waiting for you... for a long, long time. Come on, Sam. You have to admit -- you can feel it, right?

SAM: What?

LUCIFER: The exhilaration. And you know why that is? Because we're two halves made whole. M.F.E.O. Literally.

SAM: This feels pretty damn far from good.

LUCIFER: I'm inside your grapefruit, Sam. You can't lie to me. I see it all -- how odd you always felt, how... out of place in that... family of yours. And why shouldn't you have? They were foster care -- at best. I'm your real family.

SAM: No, that's not true.

LUCIFER: It is. And I know you know it. All those times you ran away, you weren't running from them. You were running towards me. This doesn't have to be a bad thing, you know. I let Dean live, didn't I? I want him to live. I'll bring your folks back, too. I want you to be happy, Sam.

SAM: I don't want anything from y...

LUCIFER: Really? Not even a little payback?

SAM: What's that supposed to mean?

LUCIFER: Look closely. None of these little devils look familiar to you?

SAM: That's Mr. Bensman... One of my grade-school teachers.

LUCIFER: And that's your friend Doug from that time in East Lansing. And Rachel... Your prom date. Sam Winchester, this is your life. Azazel's gang -- watching you since you were a rugrat, jerking you around like a dog on a leash. I know how you feel about them. Me too. So, what do you say you and I blow off a little steam?

NEWS REPORTER: Reports are flooding in -- a 7.6 earthquake in Portland, 8.1 in Boston, more in Hong Kong, Berlin, and Tehran. The U.S.G.S. has no explanation but says to expect a six-figure death toll.

CAS: It's starting.

BOBBY: Yeah, you think, genius?

CAS: You don't have to be mean.

DEAN: What do we do now?

CAS: I suggest we imbibe copious quantities of alcohol... Just wait for the inevitable blast wave.

DEAN: Swell. Thank you, Bukowski. I-I mean, how do we stop it?

CAS: We don't. Lucifer will meet Michael on the chosen field, and the battle of Armageddon begins.

DEAN: Okay, well, where's this chosen field?

CAS: I don't know.

DEAN: Well, there's got to be something that we can do.

CAS: I'm sorry, Dean. This is over.

DEAN: You listen to me, you junkless sissy -- we are not giving up! Bobby? Bobby?

BOBBY: There was never much hope to begin with. I don't know what to do.

LUCIFER/SAM: [exhales sharply] So... are we having fun yet?

CHUCK: In between jobs, Sam and Dean would sometimes get a day -- sometimes a week, if they were lucky. They'd pass the time lining their pockets. Sam used to insist on honest work, but now he hustles pool, like his brother. They could go anywhere and do anything. They drove 1,000 miles for an Ozzy show, two days for a Jayhawks game. And when it was clear, they'd park her in the middle of nowhere, sit on the hood, and watch the stars... for hours... without saying a word. It never occurred to them that, sure, maybe they never really had a roof and four walls, but they were never, in fact, homeless. That's a good line.

CHUCK: Mistress Magda?

DEAN: Um, no, Chuck.

CHUCK: Oh, uh, Dean. Uh, wow. I, uh, I didn't know that you'd call.

DEAN: Who's Mistress Magda?

CHUCK: Nothing. She's a, uh, a -- just a, uh... a close friend.

DEAN: Yeah, I'll bet -- real close. Whatever happened to Becky?

CHUCK: Didn't work out. I had too much respect for her.

DEAN: Boy, you really got a whole virgin/hooker thing going on, don't you?

CHUCK: Okay, this can't be why you called.

DEAN: Sam said yes.

CHUCK: I know. I saw it. I'm just working on the pages.

DEAN: Did you see where the title fight goes down?

CHUCK: The angels are keeping it top secret -- very hush-hush.

DEAN: Aw, crap.

CHUCK: But I saw it anyway. Perks of being a prophet. It's tomorrow, high noon -- place called Stull Cemetery.

DEAN: Stull Ceme-- Wait. I know that. That's -- that's an old boneyard outside of Lawrence. Why Lawrence?

CHUCK: I don't know. It all has to end where it started, I guess.

DEAN: All right, Chuck, look, you know of any way to short-circuit this thing?

CHUCK: Besides the rings? No. I'm sorry.

DEAN: Well, do you have any idea what's gonna happen next?

CHUCK: I wish that I did. But I-I just -- I honestly don't know yet.

DEAN: All right. Thanks, Chuck.

BOBBY: You goin' someplace? You're goin' to do somethin' stupid. You got that look.

DEAN: I'm gonna go talk to Sam.

BOBBY: You just don't give up.

DEAN: It's Sam!

BOBBY: If you couldn't reach him here, you're certainly not gonna be able to on the battlefield.

DEAN: Well, if we've already lost, I guess I got nothing to lose, right?

CAS: I just want you to understand -- the only thing that you're gonna see out there is Michael killing your brother.

DEAN: Well, then I ain't gonna let him die alone.

LUCIFER/SAM: It's good to see you, Michael.

MICHAEL/ADAM: You too. It's been too long. Can you believe it's finally here?

LUCIFER/SAM: No. Not really.

MICHAEL/ADAM: Are you ready?

LUCIFER/SAM: As I'll ever be. A part of me wishes we didn't have to do this.

MICHAEL/ADAM: Yeah. Me too.

LUCIFER/SAM: Then why are we?

MICHAEL/ADAM: Oh, you know why! I have no choice, after what you did.

LUCIFER/SAM: What I did? What if it's not my fault?

MICHAEL/ADAM: What is that supposed to mean?

LUCIFER/SAM: Think about it. Dad made everything. Which means he made me who I am! God wanted the Devil.

MICHAEL/ADAM: So?

LUCIFER/SAM: So why? And why make us fight? I just can't figure out the point.

MICHAEL/ADAM: What's your point?

LUCIFER/SAM: We're going to kill each other. And for what? One of Dad's tests. And we don't even know the answer. We're brothers. Let's just walk off the chessboard.

MICHAEL/ADAM: I'm sorry. I-I can't do that. I'm a good son, and I have my orders.

LUCIFER/SAM: But you don't have to follow them.

MICHAEL/ADAM: What, you think I'm gonna rebel? Now? I'm not like you.

LUCIFER/SAM: Please, Michael --

MICHAEL/ADAM: You know, you haven't changed a bit, little brother. Always blaming everybody but yourself. We were together. We were happy. But you betrayed me -- all of us -- and you made our father leave.

LUCIFER/SAM: No one makes Dad do anything. He is doing this to us.

MICHAEL/ADAM: You're a monster, Lucifer. And I have to kill you.

LUCIFER/SAM: If that's the way it's got to be... Then I'd like to see you try.

RADIO: * Gunter, glieben, glauchen, globen! All right! I got something to say! Hey it's better to burn out! Yeah! Than fade awa-a-a-y all right oh! *

DEAN: Howdy, boys.

RADIO: * We're gonna burn this damn place down! Ooh, ooh! Down to the ground *

DEAN: Sorry. Am I interrupting something? Hey. We need to talk.

LUCIFER/SAM: Dean. Even for you, this is a whole new mountain of stupid.

DEAN: I'm not talking to you. I'm talking to Sam.

MICHAEL/ADAM: You're no longer the vessel, Dean. You got no right to be here.

DEAN: Adam, if you're in there somewhere, I am so sorry.

MICHAEL/ADAM: Adam isn't home right now.

DEAN: Well, then you're next on my list, buttercup. But right now, I need five minutes with him.

MICHAEL/ADAM: You little maggot. You are no longer a part of this story!

CAS: Hey, ass-butt!

DEAN: "Ass-butt"?

CAS: He'll be back -- and upset -- but you got your five minutes.

LUCIFER/SAM: Castiel. Did you just molotov my brother with holy fire?

CAS: Uh...No.

LUCIFER/SAM: No one dicks with Michael but me.

DEAN: Sammy, can you hear me?

LUCIFER/SAM: You know... I tried to be nice... For Sammy's sake. But you... are such a pain... in my ass.

DEAN: N-o-o-o-o!

LUCIFER/SAM: Yes.

DEAN: Sammy? Are you in there?

LUCIFER/SAM: Oh, he's in here, all right. And he's gonna feel the snap of your bones. Every single one. We're gonna take our time.

DEAN: Sam, it's okay. It's okay. I'm here. I'm here. I'm not gonna leave you. I'm not gonna leave you.

LUCIFER/SAM draws back his fist for another punch.

Sunlight glints off the roof of the Impala, catching LUCIFER's eye. LUCIFER's reflection, or SAM's, is visible in the Impala's window; through the window LUCIFER can see the little green army man stuck in the ashtray.

From 5.22 Swan Song, young SAM stuffs the army man in the Impala's ashtray.

From 5.22 Swan Song. young DEAN puts Legos in the Impala's vent.

From 5.22 Swan Song, young SAM and young DEAN carve their initials in the Impala.

From 5.22 Swan Song, young SAM plays with an army man, then stuffs it in the ashtray.

From 5.22 Swan Song. young DEAN puts Legos in the Impala's vent.

From 5.22 Swan Song, young SAM and young DEAN carve their initials in the Impala.

From 1.01 Pilot, SAM goes through DEAN's cassette collection while DEAN fills the Impala's tank. SAM holds up the tape labeled "MOTORHEAD" to show DEAN in the driver's seat. DEAN takes the tape labeled "METALLICA" from SAM.

From 1.02 Wendigo, SAM tells DEAN that SAM's driving.

From 1.01 Pilot, DEAN grins at SAM.

From 1.05 Bloody Mary, SAM is asleep in shotgun and DEAN wakes him.

From 1.13 Route 666, DEAN and SAM drive.

From 1.17 Hell House, SAM wakes with a plastic spoon in his mouth. He yanks it out and DEAN laughs and does a drum solo on the Impala's steering wheel.

From 1.19 Provenance, DEAN sits in shotgun, sunglasses on.

From 1.19 Provenance, SAM laughs after honking the horn to wake Dean.

From 2.12 Nightshifter, DEAN tells SAM they're screwed.

From 1.14 Nightmare, DEAN takes his pearl-handled Colt out of the glove compartment.

From 2.03 Bloodlust, the Impala drives along a road with no lane markings.

From 2.03 Bloodlust, DEAN and SAM drive.

From 3.16 No Rest For The Wicked, DEAN and SAM sing along with Bon Jovi.

From 3.01 The Magnificent Seven, the Impala bounces along a dark road.

From 3.01 The Magnificent Seven, DEAN and SAM drive.

From 3.08 A Very Supernatural Christmas, SAM gives DEAN a thermos of coffee. DEAN discovers it's empty.

From 3.16 No Rest For The Wicked, SAM smiles.

From (...help 1), DEAN looks at SAM.

From (...help 2), SAM smiles at DEAN.

From (...help 3) DEAN looks back at SAM.

From 2.04 Children Shouldn't Play With Dead Things, SAM has tears in his eyes.

From 2.04 Children Shouldn't Play With Dead Things, DEAN cries.

From 3.03 Bad Day at Black Rock, SAM and DEAN sit in the car after SAM scratched the lottery tickets and won $1,200.

From 2.09 Croatoan, SAM looks up at DEAN. DEAN looks back at him.

From 2.04 Children Shouldn't Play With Dead Things, SAM and DEAN leave the graveyard, SAM carrying the shovel and cradling his newly broken wrist.

From (...help 4), DEAN and SAM drive.

From 1.17 Hell House, DEAN and SAM drive.

From 1.16 Shadow, DEAN and SAM are dressed as security-company employees. DEAN teases SAM about school drama productions.

From 1.05 Bloody Mary, DEAN talks to SAM.

From (...help 5), SAM looks at DEAN.

From (...help 6), SAM.

From (...help 7), DEAN.

From 1.05 Bloody Mary, SAM looks out the window of the Impala.

From (...help 8), SAM and DEAN look at each other.

From 4.07 It's The Great Pumpkin, Sam Winchester, SAM and DEAN sit in the Impala.

From 1.01 Pilot, DEAN motions that he can't hear SAM because the music is to loud.

From 1.18 Something Wicked, DEAN and SAM sit in their motel room.

From (...help 9), DEAN and SAM drive.

From 2.22 All Hell Breaks Loose: Part Two, DEAN looks at SAM.

From 4.08 Wishful Thinking, SAM and DEAN sit on a bench.

From 4.06 Yellow Fever, DEAN lies across the front seat of the Impala, drumming to "Eye of the Tiger".

From 2.09 Croatoan, DEAN looks at SAM. SAM looks back.

From (...help 10), SAM laughs.

From 2.04 Children Shouldn't Play With Dead Things, DEAN sits on the hood of the Impala and SAM stands by him.

From 1.01 Pilot, DEAN talks to SAM in the Impala.

From 1.01 Pilot, SAM and DEAN stand in SAM's dark apartment.

From (...help 11), DEAN looks sad.

From 2.04 Children Shouldn't Play With Dead Things, DEAN sits on the hood of the Impala and SAM stands by him.

From 2.22 All Hell Breaks Loose: Part Two, SAM lies dead on a mattress.

From 1.17 Hell House, SAM sleeps with a plastic spoon in his mouth. DEAN grins.

From 3.16 No Rest For The Wicked, SAM grins. DEAN doesn't.

From (...help 12), DEAN looks at SAM. SAM looks back.

From 2.04 Children Shouldn't Play With Dead Things, DEAN sits on the hood of the Impala and SAM sits down next to him.

From 1.05 Bloody Mary, DEAN sits in the Impala.

From (...help 13), DEAN and SAM stand.

From 1.17 Hell House, SAM wakes with a plastic spoon in his mouth.

From 2.04 Children Shouldn't Play With Dead Things, DEAN sits on the hood of the Impala and SAM sits down next to him.

From 3.01 The Magnificent Seven, DEAN grins.

From 5.05 Fallen Idol, DEAN grins. SAM gives two thumbs up.

From 3.16 No Rest For The Wicked, SAM sings along to Bon Jovi.

From 2.04 Children Shouldn't Play With Dead Things, DEAN and SAM sit on the hood of the Impala.

From (...help 14), DEAN looks at SAM.

From (...help 15), DEAN talks to SAM in a library.

From 2.08 Crossroad Blues, DEAN shows SAM the back of a photo dated to November 1996.

From 2.04 Children Shouldn't Play With Dead Things, SAM and DEAN leave a graveyard.

LUCIFER is still engrossed in the flashbacks; he is still poised to throw a punch.

From 2.22 All Hell Breaks Loose: Part Two, DEAN hugs SAM.

From (1.17 Hell House?), DEAN drives and SAM reads notes.

From (...help), DEAN.

From (...help), SAM.

From 2.08 Crossroad Blues, DEAN and SAM stand in the middle of the crossroads by Lloyd's Bar.

From (...help), DEAN and SAM stand on either side of the Impala.

From (...help), SAM.

From (...help), DEAN.

LUCIFER is still engrossed in the flashbacks.

From (...help), DEAN and SAM.

From (...help), DEAN and SAM.

From (...help), DEAN driving.

From (...help), DEAN and SAM.

From (...help), SAM.

From (...help), DEAN.

From (...help), SAM.

From (...help), DEAN.

From (...help), DEAN and SAM.

From 1.02 Wendigo, SAM says he's driving.

From (...help), DEAN.

From (...help), SAM.

From 1.01 Pilot, DEAN and SAM on Sylvania Bridge.

From 1.16 Shadow, DEAN and SAM, sliced up and bloody, drive away.

From (...help), SAM.

From 5.05 Fallen Idols, DEAN gives SAM the keys to the Impala.

From 2.22 All Hell Breaks Loose: Part Two, DEAN hugs SAM in slow motion.

LUCIFER/SAM stares. His fist unclenches: it's SAM again.

SAM: It's okay, Dean. It's gonna be okay. I've got him. Bvtmon tabges babalon.

MICHAEL/ADAM: Sam! It's not gonna end this way! Step back!

SAM: You're gonna have to make me!

MICHAEL/ADAM: I have to fight my brother, Sam! Here and now! It's my destiny!

DEAN: Cas, you're alive?

CAS: I'm better than that.

DEAN: Cas, are you God?

CAS: That's a nice compliment. But no. Although, I do believe he brought me back. New and improved.

CHUCK: Endings are hard. Any chapped-ass monkey with a keyboard can poop out a beginning, but endings are impossible. You try to tie up every loose end, but you never can. The fans are always gonna bitch. There's always gonna be holes. And since it's the ending, it's all supposed to add up to something. I'm telling you, they're a raging pain in the ass.

DEAN: What are you gonna do now?

CAS: Return to Heaven, I suppose.

DEAN: Heaven?

CAS: With Michael in the Cage, I'm sure it's total anarchy up there.

DEAN: So, what, you're the new sheriff in town?

CAS: Yeah. I like that. Yeah. I suppose I am.

DEAN: Wow. God gives you a brand-new, shiny set of wings, and suddenly you're his bitch again.

CAS: I don't know what God wants. I don't know if he'll even return. It just... seems like the right thing to do.

DEAN: Well, if you do see him, you tell him I'm coming for him next.

CAS: You're angry.

DEAN: That's an understatement.

CAS: He helped. Maybe even more than we realize.

DEAN: That's easy for you to say. He brought you back. But what about Sam? What about me, huh? Where's my grand prize? All I got is my brother in a hole!

CAS: You got what you asked for, Dean. No paradise. No hell. Just more of the same. I mean it, Dean. What would you rather have? Peace or freedom?

DEAN: Well, you really suck at goodbyes, you know that?

CHUCK: This is the last Dean and Bobby will see of each other for a very long time. And, for the record, at this point next week, Bobby will be hunting a rugaru outside of Dayton. But not Dean. Dean didn't want Cas to save him. Every part of him, every fiber he's got, wants to die, or find a way to bring Sam back. But he isn't gonna do either. Because he made a promise.

DEAN: Hey, Lisa.

LISA: Oh, thank god. Are you all right?

DEAN: Yeah. Uh, if it's not too late, I... think I'd like to take you up on that beer.

LISA: It's never too late. It's okay. It's gonna be okay.

Chuck: So, what's it all add up to? It's hard to say. But me, I'd say this was a test... for Sam and Dean. And I think they did all right. Up against good, evil, angels, devils, destiny, and God himself, they made their own choice. They chose family. And, well... isn't that kinda the whole point? No doubt -- endings are hard. But then again... nothing ever really ends, does it?

LISA: You okay?

DEAN: Yeah, I'm good.