You think I'll look at a demon and suddenly fall off the wagon...
...as if after everything, I haven't learned my lesson.
Well, have you?
This is my girlfriend, Jessica.
No! Jess!
What are you gonna do, just live some normal apple-pie life?
Not normal. Safe.
- I'm a vessel? - You're the vessel.
- Michael's vessel. - The answer's no.
- Where's Cass? - Archangel smote the crap out of him.
- How are you...? - Alive? It's a good question.
I just wish I could save people like I used to.
When you were all hopped up on demon blood?
Your plan to kill Lucifer, it's foolish. It can't be done.
I have the solution.
- I'm gonna find God. - Try New Mexico. I hear he's on a tortilla.
I killed two angels this week.
I rebelled and I did it, all of it, for you. And you failed.
I'm in no shape to be hunting.
Maybe it's best we just go our separate ways.
Well, I think you're right.
Hey, baby.
I missed you.
Jessica.
I'm dreaming.
Or you're not.
What's the difference? I'm here.
I miss you so much.
I know.
I miss you too.
What are you doing, Sam?
- What do you mean? - Running away.
- Haven't we been down this road before? - No.
- It's different now. - Really?
Last time I wanted to be normal.
This time I know I'm a freak.
Which is all a big ball of semantics.
- You know that. - No.
Even at Stanford, you knew.
You knew there was something dark inside of you.
Deep down, maybe, but you knew.
Baby, that's what got me killed.
- No. - I was dead the moment we said hello.
- No. - Don't you get it?
You can't run from yourself.
Why are you running now?
Why are you here, Jess?
Would you believe I'm actually trying to protect you?
- From what? - You.
Sooner or later the past is gonna catch up to you like it always does.
You know what happens then?
People die.
Baby, the people closest to you die.
Well, don't worry, because I won't make that mistake again.
Same song, different verse.
Things are never gonna change with you.
Never.
- Thanks. - You're welcome.
- Hi. I'm Detective Bill Buckner. - Yes.
- How can I help you? - I'm here about those patients.
The exsanguinated ones.
Eat it, Twilight.
There is someone up above
And be a simple kind of man
Oh, won't you do this for me, son
If you can?
Baby, be a simple
Be a simple man
God!
Don't do that.
Hello, Dean.
Cass, we've talked about this.
Personal space.
My apologies.
How did you find me? I thought I was flying below the angel radar.
You are.
Bobby told me where you were.
Where's Sam?
Me and Sam are taking separate vacations for a while.
Did you find God yet? More importantly, can I have my damn necklace back?
No, I haven't found him. That's why I'm here. I need your help.
With what, God hunt?
- Not interested. - It's not God. It's someone else.
Who?
It's an archangel. The one who killed me.
- Excuse me? - His name is Raphael.
You were wasted by a Teenage Mutant Ninja Angel?
I've heard whispers that he's walking the earth.
- This is a rare opportunity. - For what, revenge?
Information.
So you think if you find this dude, he's just gonna spill God's address?
Yes.
Because we are gonna trap him and interrogate him.
You're serious about this.
Yes.
So, what, I'm Thelma and you're Louise...
...and we're just gonna hold hands and sail off this cliff together?
Give me one good reason why I should do this.
Because you're Michael's vessel and no angel will dare harm you.
Oh, so I'm your bullet shield.
I need your help...
...because you are the only one who'll help me.
Please.
All right, fine.
- Where is he? - Maine.
- Let's go. - Whoa, whoa.
- What? - Last time you zapped me someplace...
...I didn't poop for a week.
We're driving.
Hey, Keith, you play?
That depends.
What are we playing for?
World peace.
Oh, is that all?
Can I ask you something?
Shoot.
You finish that crossword puzzle in the kitchen?
Uh, I guess. Why?
The New York Times Saturday crossword?
- Was it? - Uh-huh.
You blow into town last week, you don't talk to anybody.
You're obviously highly educated. You're like this...
Riddle wrapped inside an enigma wrapped inside a taco?
Here's what we play for:
When I win, you buy me dinner and tell me your life story.
Sounds fair.
Very misterioso.
Freak hail, lightning strikes, now fire...
...is hitting the town of Hawley tonight. - I like it.
Locals say what started as a hailstorm late this afternoon...
...suddenly turned to massive lightning strikes.
That triggered the fire now consuming more than 20 acres...
...along the Route 17 corridor.
County officials are advising all Hawley residents...
...to prepare for what could become mandatory evacuations.
Damn.
Is it me or does it seem like the end of the world?
We're here why?
A deputy sheriff laid eyes on the archangel.
And he still has eyes?
All right, what's the plan?
We'll tell the officer that he witnessed an angel of the Lord.
Then the officer will tell us where the angel is.
Serious? Gonna walk in there, tell him the truth?
- Why not? - Because...
...we're humans.
And when humans want something...
...really, really bad...
...we lie.
Why?
Because that's how you become president.
Deputy Framingham?
Hi.
Alonzo Mosely, FBI. This is my partner, Eddie Moscone.
Also FBI.
He's, uh... He's new.
- Mind if we ask you a few questions? - Yeah, sure. Talk here, though.
Hearing's all blown to hell in this one.
- That happen recently? - Yeah. Gas station thing.
Why you're here, isn't it?
Yes, it is. Ahem.
You mind just running us through what happened?
A call came in, disturbance out at the Pump 'n Go on Route 4.
- What kind of disturbance? - Would not have believed my eyes...
...if I hadn't seen it myself. We're talking a riot. Full-scale.
- How many? - Thirty, 40.
In all-out, kill-or-be-killed combat.
Any idea what set them off?
It's angels and demons, probably.
- They're skirmishing all over the globe. - Come again? What did he say?
- Nothing. - Demons.
Demons. You know, drink, adultery.
We all have our demons, Walt. Right?
I guess.
Anyway, what happened next?
Freaking explosion, that's what.
Oh, they said it was one of those underground gas tanks...
...but I don't think so.
- Why not? - It wasn't your usual fireball.
- It was... - Pure white.
Yeah.
Gas station was leveled.
Everyone was...
It was just horrible.
Then I see this one guy, kneeling there...
...real focused-like.
Not a damn scratch on him.
- You know him? - Donnie Finnerman. Mechanic there.
And let me guess. He just vanished into thin air?
Uh, no, Kolchak.
He's down at St. Pete's.
St. Pete's.
Thank you.
I take it that's not Raphael anymore.
Just an empty vessel.
This what I'm looking at if Michael jumps my bones?
No, not at all.
Michael is much more powerful.
It'll be far worse for you.
Sam?
Hey, Bobby. How you doing?
Well, I ain't running any marathons, but I'll live.
Where are you?
Uh, Garber, Oklahoma.
I found a town showing Revelation omens.
- What omens? - All right, listen to this.
"And upon his rising, there shall be hail and fire mixed with blood."
- Ain't that delightful. - Yeah.
We already got hailstorms and fires. Guessing blood can't be too far behind.
Okay.
- What? - There a reason you're calling?
Dean didn't tell you?
He told me.
Yeah, well, so I just thought you might wanna find out who's in the area...
...put a man on this. - Okay.
Let me see if I can think of the best hunter...
...who might be in the immediate vicinity.
Oh, that'd be you.
I can't. I'm sitting this one out.
- Sam. - I gotta go. I'm so sorry.
Hold on. Sam...
Where've you been?
- Jerusalem. - Oh, how was it?
Arid.
- What is that? - It's oil. It's very special and very rare.
Good, we're gonna trap Raphael with a nice vinaigrette?
- No. - So this ritual of yours...
...when's it gotta go down? - Sunrise.
You keep saying we're gonna trap this guy.
Isn't that like trapping a hurricane with a butterfly net?
No, it's harder.
- We have any chance of surviving this? - You do.
- Odds are you're a dead man tomorrow? - Yes.
Oh.
Well, last night on earth. What, uh...?
What are your plans?
I just thought I'd sit here quietly.
Dude, come on. Anything? Hm? Booze, women.
You have been with a woman before, right? Or an angel, at least?
You've never been up there doing cloud seeding?
Look, I've never had occasion, okay?
All right.
There are two things that I know for certain.
One, Bert and Ernie are gay.
Two, you are not gonna die a virgin.
Not on my watch.
Let's go.
Hey, Sam.
Sam.
Sam? What happened to Keith?
- What? - He called you Sam.
- Yeah. Uh, Sam's my middle name. - Keith Sam?
- Man, I'm sorry. - Well, actually, it's Samuel.
So it's not quite as dumb as it sounds.
- Are you guys friends? - Hunting buddies with his dad.
But Samuel here is quite the hunter himself.
Wow.
- You kill deer and things? - Yeah, and things.
Uh, why don't I get you guys some drinks?
Sorry. Didn't mean to bust you back there.
No, it's all right.
- So, what's up? - Well, Bobby called.
- And? - You were right.
Major demon block party going on.
- Why? What are they up to? - Don't know yet.
Bobby told us you were off limits. That true?
Yeah, that's right.
That's fine in theory, but we could use all hands on deck here.
I know you could.
- But I can't. I'm sorry. - Why not?
- It's personal. - Look, Sam, no offense...
...but what baggage is so heavy it can't be stowed away for the apocalypse?
- Like I said... - Yeah.
You're sorry. Heard you the first time.
Okay.
Suit yourself. More for us, then, right?
Good luck.
But, hey, beers are on you when we get back.
Yeah, you bet.
So your parents were drunk when they named you...
...and you shoot Bambi? - Look, it's a long story.
That is it. Enough with the kung fu wandering-the-earth thing.
I'm gonna buy you dinner and we're gonna talk.
- Lindsey, I can't. - No.
The only way to avoid bloodshed is to say yes.
Hey.
Relax.
This is a den of iniquity. I should not be here.
Dude, you full-on rebelled against heaven.
Iniquity is one of the perks.
Showtime.
Hi. What's your name?
Cass. His name is Cass. What's your name?
- Chastity. - Chastity?
- Mm-hm. - Wow.
Is that kismet or what, buddy? Huh?
Well, he likes you and you like him, so dayenu.
Come on. Come on, baby.
Oh, hey. Listen.
Take this.
If she asks for a credit card, no.
And just stick to the basics, okay? Do not order off the menu.
Go get her, tiger.
Don't make me push you.
Well, cheers to you. Heh.
What?
Get out of my face! Leave me alone!
Bastard! Screw you, jerk!
I'll kill you!
Screw you too! God!
Ah! Jerk! Bastard! Ugh!
- What the hell did you do? - I don't know.
I just looked her in the eyes and told her it wasn't her fault that her father ran off.
It was because he hated his job at the post office.
- Oh, no, man. - What?
This whole industry runs on absent fathers. It's the natural order.
We should go. Come on.
What's so funny?
Oh, nothing.
Whew. It's been a long time since I've laughed that hard.
It's been more than a long time.
Years.
So are you gonna tell me who those guys back there really were?
And don't say hunting buddies.
Okay. Um...
We used to be in the same business together.
What business?
How's your salad?
Witness protection, right? You're Mafia?
I'm not Mafia.
Okay. I get it.
I don't mean to pry. My bad.
I used to be in business with my brother.
Truth is, I was pretty good at the job.
But I made some mistakes.
You know, I did some stuff I'm not so proud of...
...and people got hurt.
A lot of people.
What was your poison?
- Sorry? - Come on.
You were hooked on something. I know the look.
Three years sober.
- You work in a bar. - So do you.
Look, Keith.
I don't know you and I'm the last person to be giving advice.
But I do know that no one has ever done anything so bad...
...that they can't be forgiven...
...that they can't change.
When the oil burns, no angel can touch or pass through the flames, or he dies.
Okay. So we trap him in a steel cage of holy fire.
But one question. How the hell do we get him here?
There's, well, almost an open phone line between a vessel and his angel.
One just has to know how to dial.
I'm here, Raphael.
Come and get me, you little bastard.
Just out of curiosity, what is the average customer wait time...
...to speak to an archangel?
Be ready.
Well, that's a day I'll never get back.
Dean. Wait.
- Castiel. - Raphael.
Oh, I thought you were supposed to be impressive.
All you do is black out the room?
And the eastern seaboard.
It is a testament to my unending mercy that I don't smite you here and now.
Or maybe you're full of crap.
Maybe you're afraid God will bring Cass back to life again...
...and smite you, you candy-ass skirt.
- By the way, hi, I'm Dean. - I know who you are.
And now thanks to him, I know where you are.
You won't kill him.
- You wouldn't dare. - But I will take him to Michael.
Well, that sounds terrifying. It does.
But I hate to tell you...
...I'm not going anywhere with you.
Surely you remember Zachariah giving you stomach cancer.
Yeah. That was... That was hilarious.
Yes. Well, he doesn't have anything close to my imagination.
Oh, yeah?
- I bet you didn't imagine one thing. - What?
We knew you were coming, you stupid son of a bitch.
Don't look at me. It was his idea.
- Where is he? - God?
Didn't you hear?
He's dead, Castiel.
Dead.
Bar's closed.
- Hey. - Something you wanna tell me, Sam?
What? No.
You sure about that?
I don't kn...
Jeez.
Are you okay?
Where are Reggie and Steve?
Oh, Steve's good. He's, uh...
His guts are laying roadside outside the Hawley five-and-dime.
- I'm sorry. - Sorry don't cut it, Sam.
- What do you want me to say? - The truth.
Okay, fine. Gonna give you some of my own, then.
We go into town and capture ourselves a demon...
...we get jumped by 10 more.
Steve bought it.
I'm sorry.
Saying it twice don't make it so, Sam.
You see, this demon, he, um...
He told us things.
Crazy things. Things about you, Sam.
- Demons lie. - Yeah?
I'm gonna ask you one last time.
The truth. Now.
- Come on. - Lindsey.
What's going on?
But there's no other explanation.
He's gone for good.
- You're lying. - Am I?
Do you remember the 20th century?
Think the 21st is going any better?
You think God would have let any of that happen if he were alive?
Oh, yeah? Well, then, who invented the Chinese basket trick?
Careful.
That's my father you're talking about, boy.
Yeah, who would be so proud to know...
...that his son started the frigging apocalypse.
Who ran off and disappeared.
Who left no instructions and a world to run.
So Daddy ran away and disappeared.
Didn't happen to work for the post office, did he?
This is funny to you?
You're living in a godless universe.
And? What, you and the other kids just decide...
...to throw an apocalypse while he's gone?
We're tired.
We just want it to be over.
We just want...
...paradise.
So, what, God dies and makes you the boss.
And you think you can do whatever you want?
Yes. And whatever we want, we get.
Just take it easy, okay?
Put the knife down.
It's true.
What the demon said, it's all true.
- Keep going. - Why?
You gonna hate me any less?
Am I gonna hate myself any less?
- What do you want? - I wanna hear you say it.
I did it.
I started the apocalypse.
If God is dead, why have I returned?
Who brought me back?
Did it ever occur to you that maybe Lucifer raised you?
- No. - Think about it.
He needs all the rebellious angels he can find.
You know it adds up.
Let's go.
Castiel.
I'm warning you.
Do not leave me here.
I will find you.
Maybe one day.
But today you're my little bitch.
What he said.
What is that?
What do you think it is?
It's go juice, Sammy boy.
- Get that away from me. - Away from you? No.
This is for you.
Hell, if that demon wasn't right as rain.
Down the hatch, son.
You're insane.
Look, here's what's gonna happen.
You're gonna drink this, Hulk out...
...and waste every one of those demon scum that killed my best friend.
Or she dies.
You wouldn't do that.
It's funny how watching your best friend die changes that.
Come on, you know you want it, Sam. Just reach out and take it.
There. Was that really so bad?
Ah! Ow!
Go.
- Don't think we won't be back. - Don't think I won't be here.
Hey, you okay?
Look, I'll be the first to tell you that this little crusade of yours is nuts.
But I do know a little something about missing fathers.
What do you mean?
I mean there were times when I was looking for my dad...
...when all logic said that he was dead.
But I knew in my heart that he was still alive.
Who cares what some Ninja Turtle says, Cass?
What do you believe?
I believe he's out there.
Good. Then go find him.
What about you?
What about me?
I don't know.
Honestly, I'm good.
I can't believe I'm saying that, but I am. I'm...
I'm really good.
Even without your brother?
Especially without my brother.
I mean, I spent so much time worrying about the son of a bitch.
I mean, I've had more fun with you in the past 24 hours...
...than I've had with Sam in years.
And you're not that much fun.
It's funny, you know? I've been so chained to my family.
But now that I'm alone...
...hell, I'm happy.
Sam. Sam.
So this is your life now?
Think you can just live forever with your head buried in the sand?
I love you, Jess.
God knows how much I miss you too.
But you're wrong.
People can change.
There is reason for hope.
No, Sam.
There isn't.
How can you be so sure?
Because you freed me.
That's right.
You know who I am?
Lucifer.
You are a hard one to find, Sam.
Harder than most humans.
I don't suppose you'll tell me where you are?
What do you want with me?
Thanks to you...
...I walk the earth.
I wanna give you a gift. I wanna give you everything.
I don't want anything from you.
I'm so sorry, Sam. I really am.
But Nick here is just an improvisation.
Plan B.
He can barely contain me without spontaneously combusting.
What are you talking about?
Why do you think you were in that chapel?
You're the one, Sam.
You're my vessel.
My true vessel.
No.
Yes.
No. That'll never happen.
I'm sorry, but it will.
I will find you. And when I do...
...you will let me in.
I'm sure of it.
You need my consent?
Of course. I'm an angel.
I will kill myself before letting you in.
And I'll just bring you back.
Sam...
...my heart breaks for you.
The weight on your shoulders...
...what you've done...
...what you still have to do.
It is more than anyone could bear.
If there was some other way...
But there isn't.
I will never lie to you.
I will never trick you.
But you will say yes to me.
- You're wrong. - I'm not.
I think I know you better than you know yourself.
Why me?
Because it had to be you, Sam.
It always had to be you.