[Castiel appears, slams Dean against the wall with a hand over his mouth and pulls out a knife. Castiel stares hard at Dean, who nods slightly. Castiel takes his hand off Dean's mouth, bares an arm and cuts himself, uses the blood to draw a sigil on the wall]
Zachariah: [appearing suddenly] Castiel! Would you mind explaining just what the Hell you're doing?
[he advances threateningly; Castiel slams his palm onto the sigil; Zachariah vanishes in a flash of light]
Castiel: He won't be gone long. We have to find Sam now.
Dean Winchester: Where is he?
Castiel: [handing Dean the knife] I don't know, but I know who does. We have to stop him, Dean. From killing Lilith.
Dean Winchester: But Lilith's gonna break the final seal!
Castiel: Lilith *is* the final seal! She dies, the End begins!
Dean Winchester: Well, how 'bout this. The Suite Life of Zach and Cas.
[Castiel and Zacharaiah don't appear to understand]
Dean Winchester: It's a... Never mind.
Ruby: [to Dean] You're too late.
Dean Winchester: [snarls] I don't care!
[Sam jumps up and holds Ruby still, Dean kills her with the knife]
Dean Winchester: [reading Chuck's prophetic story] St. Mary's, what is that, a convent?
Chuck Shurley: Yeah, but you guys aren't supposed to be there. You're not in this story!
Castiel: Yeah well, we're making it up as we go.
[Brilliant light appears in the window, the room starts to shake]
Chuck Shurley: What? Aw man, not again!
Castiel: [to Dean] It's the archangel! I'll hold him off, I'll hold them ALL off! Just stop Sam!
[He presses a hand to Dean's forehead; Dean finds himself in the convent]
Bobby Singer: [Talking about Sam] Dean? Dean! You listen to a word I said?
Dean Winchester: Yeah, I heard you. I'm not calling him.
Bobby Singer: Don't make me get my gun, boy.
Dean Winchester: We are damn near kickoff for Armageddon. Don't you think we got bigger fish at the moment?
Bobby Singer: I know you're pissed, and I'm not making apologies for what he's done, but he's your...
Dean Winchester: Blood? He's my blood? Is that what you were gonna say?
Bobby Singer: He's your brother. And he's drowning.
Dean Winchester: Bobby, I tried to help him, but... look what happened.
Bobby Singer: So try again.
Dean Winchester: It's too late.
Bobby Singer: There's no such thing.
Dean Winchester: No, damnit! No. I gotta face the facts. Sam never wanted part of this family. He hated this life, ran away to Stanford the first chance he got. Now it's like deja vu all over again. Well I am sick and tired of chasing him. Screw him. He can do what he wants.
Bobby Singer: You don't mean that.
Dean Winchester: Yes I do, Bobby. Sam's gone. He's gone. I'm not even sure if he's still my brother anymore. If he ever was.
Bobby Singer: [turns and leans on the table, fuming. After a moment he makes a big angry sweep with his hands, tossing books and papers to the ground. He advances on DEAN, who stands] You stupid, stupid son of a bitch! Well, boo hoo! I am so sorry your feelings are hurt, princess! Are you under the impression that family's supposed to make you feel good, make you an apple pie, maybe? They're supposed to make you miserable! That's why they're family!
Dean Winchester: I told him, "you walk out that door, don't come back" and he walked out anyway! That was his choice!
Bobby Singer: You sound like a whiny brat. No, you sound like your dad. Well, let me tell you something: Your dad was a coward.
Dean Winchester: My dad was a lot of things, Bobby, but a coward?
Bobby Singer: He'd rather push Sam away than reach out to him. That don't strike me as brave. You are a better man than your daddy ever was. So you do both of us a favor. Don't be him.
Dean Winchester: [a phone message faked by the angels to push Sam into killing Lilith] Listen to me you blood-sucking freak. Dad always said I'd either have to save you or kill you. Well, I'm giving you fair warning. I'm done trying to save you. You're a monster, Sam, a vampire. You're not you anymore. And there's no going back.
Sam Winchester: I'm sorry...
[Lucifer opens the door to Earth]
Dean Winchester: [Grabbing Sam] Sammy, let's go.
Sam Winchester: [Staring at the opening doorway] Dean... he's coming!
Sam Winchester: [to Ruby] You bitch! You lying... BITCH!
Castiel: This is long foretold. This is your...
Dean Winchester: Destiny? Don't give me that holy crap.
Lilith: [laughing] You turned yourself... into a freak! A monster. And now, you're not gonna bite! I'm sorry, but that is honestly adorable!
[Sam kills her]
[Dean is trying vainly to contact Sam on his phone, Castiel appears]
Castiel: You can't reach him, Dean. You're outside your coverage zone.
Dean Winchester: What're you gonna do to Sam?
Castiel: [sighs] Nothing. He's gonna do it to himself.
Dean Winchester: What's that supposed to mean?
[pause, Castiel looks down]
Dean Winchester: Oh right, right, gotta toe the company line. Why're you here, Cas?
Castiel: We've been through much together, you and I. And I just wanted... to say, I'm sorry it ended like this.
Dean Winchester: [stares at him] Sorry?
[he punches Castiel in the face, turns away nursing his hand]
Dean Winchester: It's Armageddon, Cas, you need a bigger word than "sorry"!
Castiel: Try to understand, this is long foretold. This is your...
Dean Winchester: Destiny? Don't gimme that holy crap. Destiny, God's plan, it's all a bunch of lies, you poor stupid sonofabitch! It's just a way for your bosses to keep me and keep you in line! You know what's real? People. Families. *That's* real. And you're gonna watch 'em all burn?
Castiel: [Advancing] What is so worth saving? I see nothing but pain here! I see inside you, I see your guilt, your anger, confusion. In paradise, all is forgiven. You'll be at peace. Even with Sam.
[he looks away, but Dean leans slightly, catching his eyes again]
Dean Winchester: You can take your peace, and shove it up your lily-white ass. 'Cause I'll take the pain, and the guilt, I'll even take Sam as is. It's a lot better than bein' some Stepford Bitch in paradise! This is simple, Cas!
[Castiel turns away]
Dean Winchester: No more crap about bein' a good soldier, there is a right and there is a wrong here, and you know it!
[grabs Castiel and spins him back around]
Dean Winchester: Look at me! You *know* it! Now you were gonna help me once, weren't you? You were gonna warn me about all this before they dragged you back to Bible Camp. Help me, now. *Please!*
Castiel: [pained] What would you have me do?
Dean Winchester: Get me to Sam, we can stop this before it's too late!
Castiel: I do that, we will all be hunted. We'll *all* be killed!
Dean Winchester: [earnestly] If there is anything worth dyin' for, this is it.
[pause, Castiel slowly shakes his head, looks away]
Dean Winchester: [angry] You spineless, *soulless* sonofabitch. What do you care about dyin', you're already dead. We're done.
Castiel: [pleading] Dean...
Dean Winchester: We're *done*!
Ruby: And it is written that the first demon shall be the last seal.
Dean Winchester: I been gettin' my ass kicked all year! Now you're sweatin' my safety? You're lyin'. I wanna see my brother.
Zachariah: That's... ill advised.
Dean Winchester: [angry] You know I am so sick of your crap riddles and your smug fat face! What the Hell is goin' on, huh? Why can't I see Sam? And how am I gonna ice Lilith?
Zachariah: You're not.
[pause, Dean looks confused]
Zachariah: Going to ice Lilith.
Dean Winchester: What?
Zachariah: Lilith's going to break the final seal. Fait accompli at this point. Train's left the station.
[he crosses the room, sits down smiling]
Dean Winchester: But me an' Sam, we can stop...
[pause as he looks at Zachariah, realizing]
Dean Winchester: You don't want to stop it, do you?
Zachariah: Nope. Never did. The End is nigh, the Apocalypse is coming, kiddo. To a theater near you.
Dean Winchester: What was all that crap about savin' seals?
Zachariah: Grunts on the ground, we couldn't just tell 'em the whole truth. We'd have a full-scale rebellion on our hands. I mean, think about it, would we really let sixty-five seals get broken, unless Senior Management wanted it that way?
Dean Winchester: [shocked] But why?
Zachariah: [cheerfully] Why not? "The Apocalypse." Poor name, bad marketing, puts people off. When all it is, is Ali/Foreman, on a slightly larger scale, and we like our chances. When our side wins - and we will - it's Paradise on Earth! What's not to like about that?
Dean Winchester: [softly, horrified] And what happens to all the people during your little pissing contest?
Zachariah: Well, can't make an omelet without crackin' a few eggs. In this case, truckloads of eggs, but you get the picture. Look. It happens. This isn't the first planetary enema we've delivered.
[Dean glances at a heavy-looking statue]
Zachariah: Um, no, Dean, probably shouldn't try to bash my skull in with that thing. Wouldn't end up too pleasant for you.
Dean Winchester: What about Sam? He won't go quietly, he'll stop Lilith.
Zachariah: Sam... has a part to play. A very important part. He may need a little nudging in the right direction, but I'll make sure he plays it.
Dean Winchester: [frightened] What does that mean? What're you gonna do to him?
Zachariah: Sam Sam Sam, Marsha Marsha Marsha, forget about him, would you? You have larger concerns. Why do you think I'm confiding in you? You're still vital, Dean, we weren't lying about your destiny. Just... omitted a few pertinent details. But nothing's changed, you are chosen. You will stop it. Just... not Lilith or the Apocalypse, that's all.
Dean Winchester: Which means?
Zachariah: Lucifer. You're going to stop Lucifer. You're our own little Russel Crowe, complete with surly attitude. And when it's over, and when you've won, your rewards will be... unimaginable. Peace, happiness, two virgins and seventy sluts?
[chuckles, walking away]
Zachariah: Trust me, one day we'll look back on this and laugh.
Dean Winchester: Tell me something. Where's God in all this?
Zachariah: [without looking at Dean] God? God has left the building.