Supernatural

Remember when you asked if we could stop it,

all the evil in the world?

If we could really change things.

Maybe we can.

We're going to that place, and we're gonna save Jack and Mom.

Let's do this.

I'm Jack.

You sent me to kill her.

I can hardly look at the kid.

All I see is everybody we've lost.

I killed my Lucifer.

Dave, no!

No!

They saw how we do the spell.

We could've been something. I just need your power.

If we do this, you're the engine but I'm behind the wheel.

It's a one time deal.

We had a deal!

Michael.

Thanks for the suit.

Oh!

Hello, Jamil.

Who are you?

Oh, we've never met.

But you've read all about me.

How does it go?

You're... God?

Close, but...

Not quite.

Gabriel?

The other one. The better one.

- Michael. - There we go.

No, no, no...

Why are you here?

Well, that is the question, isn't it?

Why are we here?

I know why I'm here. To ask you a question.

What question?

The same question I have spent weeks traveling around this world,

asking all sorts of people.

Holy men. Leaders. Killers.

And now, I come to you,

Jamil Hamed.

What do you want?

Wha...

What?

Do you want? Exactly.

If you can have anything, name it.

Peace. And love.

If you cared about peace,

you never would have left Syria.

You never would have ran, and abandoned your friends to die.

And they did die.

No.

And if you cared about love,

you never would have gone into that broom closet with...

What was her name?

Darlene?

Your wife never would have left,

and you wouldn't be living in this rat-hole.

No!

And that's the problem with you.

You're lost.

And not worth saving.

What do you want?

What I've always wanted.

A better world.

Hey, so I got some, uh...

Hi.

You got silver. Devil's trap. Holy oil.

And these here, they're dipped in dead man's blood.

Basically, you need some freak dead?

I got you.

A Rawhead did this?

Yeah, outside Phoenix.

They're faster than they look.

Meaner, too.

So, so gross.

- Soup's on. Who's eating? - Oh, I am.

- Right here. - Yeah, I'll taste.

Yeah. Right here.

How about you guys?

I'll have some.

Sam.

Hey, Mom.

How was Atlanta?

It was, uh... It was a bust.

The woman who claimed she saw an angel...

Was...

Let's just say, I think she had one too many hits of the brown acid, you know?

Sam, we're gonna find him.

Ketch is working that thing in London, Castiel's is in Detroit.

I know it's been three weeks since Dean...

Something'll break.

It has to.

Yeah. Yeah, you keep saying that.

Have you slept? At all?

- Sam, you need to rest. Go on. - Mom, come on...

Chief!

Hey!

Good to have you back.

Thanks.

Don't thank me yet. Word is, we got some vamps heading East on I-90.

Gypsy types. Pickin' off truckers mostly.

Last body got drained and dropped just outside La Crosse.

Six hours ago.

Okay. Um, all right.

Give me teams of two. I want watch points every 50 miles.

If you see something, say something.

Maggie, can you hack the traffic cams on the freeway?

Um...

No.

Right. Right, of course, I'm sorry. Uh, I got it.

Thank you. Uh, please...

Would you call in Sharon and her crew? We're gonna need all hands on deck here.

- Yes, sir. - Thank you.

- Sam... - I'm good.

I'm good. I am.

Hey. How's Jack?

Watch for that left.

I never had to fight before.

Mmm-hmm.

Life's a little different when you can't just zap people around, huh?

A lot different.

Yeah. You'll get used to it.

Truth be told,

this stuff didn't come all that easy for me either.

Had my ass handed to me more times than I can count.

But you kept fighting?

You got to. As a wise man once said,

"It ain't how hard you hit.

It's how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward."

Was that Gandhi?

Probably. Yeah, something like that. Yeah.

So, what're you gonna do?

Watch the left.

Attaboy. Attaboy.

Ah, that's sick.

Castiel, darling.

Oh, God.

Sweetie, fix me a coffee, black, and a Texas trinity, necked,

with some bark.

Sure.

And for my friend...

Water.

Water.

All right.

What did you just order?

Oh, sausage, and brisket, pork ribs, no sauce, well done.

My apologies for the lingo, but when in Rome...

I was surprised you wanted to meet here.

I'm surprised you wanted to meet at all.

Didn't think that you consorted with my kind.

Yes, well. I need information.

Of course, you do.

Does any demon know where Dean Winchester is?

I'm sorry. Did you just say that you lost a Winchester, because one,

that's interesting.

And two, how is it that you lost Dean?

I thought the two of you were joined at the...

You know, everything.

Thank you, darling.

Just answer the question.

You see... I could.

Except...

Not to be crass, but what's in it for moi?

Your life.

Come again?

- I'll speak slower. - Mmm.

And you will tell me everything you know

or I will burn you to ash.

Right here and right now.

I think we can do better.

We?

We.

- You saved me, Sister. - Thank you. God bless you.

He does. Every day.

Hey, Jo.

Who are you?

You don't you recognize me with this pretty face?

You're not... You're not Dean Winchester, you're...

Oh, God.

People keep calling me that.

Ah-ah.

We need to talk.

You're the Archangel Michael from another world.

And you're possessing Dean Winchester.

Sounds more complicated than it is.

Why would he say yes to you?

Love.

Really? It's very Hallmark Channel.

So, I'm just gonna go now.

No, you're not.

Not until I ask you...

What do you want?

I don't know.

Chanel, Dior, Louis Vuitton...

You think this is a joke?

I don't know what this is.

You asked. I answered.