Supernatural (TV Series)

The End (2009)

Misha Collins: Castiel

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• [On a cell phone] 

  Castiel : This isn't funny, Dean. The voice says I'm almost out of minutes.

• Dean Winchester : What are you, stoned?

  Castiel : Generally, yeah.

• Dean Winchester : Oh well, if it isn't the ghost of Christmas Screw You.

  Zachariah : Enough. Dean, enough. You saw it, right? You saw what happens. You're the only person who can prove the Devil wrong. Just say yes.

  Dean Winchester : And how do I know that this whole thing isn't one of your tricks? Huh? Some angel hocus-pocus?

  Zachariah : The time for tricks is over. Give yourself to Michael. Say yes, and we can strike. Before Lucifer gets to Sam. Before billions die.

  [long pause, Dean walks around the angel] 

  Dean Winchester : [with his back turned]  Nah.

  Zachariah : "Nah"? You telling me you haven't learned you lesson?

  Dean Winchester : [angrily]  Oh I learned a lesson all right. Just not the one you wanted to teach!

  Zachariah : [furious, advancing on Dean]  Well, I'll just have to teach it *again*! 'Cause I've got you now, boy, and I'm never letting you -

  [Zachariah is suddenly staring in shock at the empty air where Dean used to be] 

  Zachariah : Sonofa...

  [Dean finds himself on a deserted road, turns to see Castiel regarding him calmly] 

  Dean Winchester : That's pretty nice timing, Cas.

  Castiel : [smiling slightly]  We had an appointment.

  [Dean smiles, lays a hand on Cas' shoulder] 

  Dean Winchester : Don't ever change.

• Dean Winchester : [on cell phone]  Talking about the Colt, right? As in, *the* Colt?

  Castiel : We are.

  Dean Winchester : Well that doesn't make any sense, I mean, why would the demons keep a gun around that - kills demons?

  Castiel : [shouting over a passing truck]  What? What, Dean - I didn't, I didn't get that.

  Dean Winchester : [laughing]  Y'know it's kinda funny, talking to a messenger of God on a cell phone. It's, you know, like watching a Hell's Angel ride a moped.

  Castiel : [irritated]  This isn't funny, Dean! The voice says I'm almost out of minutes!

  Dean Winchester : Okay, all right. Look, I, I'm tellin' you Cas, the mooks have melted down the gun by now.

  Castiel : Well, I hear differently. And if it's true, and if you are still set on the *insane* task of killing the Devil, this is how we do it.

  Dean Winchester : Okay, where do we start?

  Castiel : Where are you now?

  Dean Winchester : Uh, Kansas City...

  [looks at his room key] 

  Dean Winchester : Century Hotel, room 113.

  Castiel : I'll be there immediately.

  [starts to hang up, Dean stops him] 

  Dean Winchester : Whoa whoa whoa, no, no, come on man, I just drove like sixteen hours straight, okay? I'm *human*. There's stuff I gotta do.

  Castiel : What stuff?

  Dean Winchester : Eat, for example; in this case sleep, I just need like four hours every once in a while, okay?

  Castiel : Yes.

  Dean Winchester : Okay, so you can pop in tomorrow morning.

  Castiel : Yes.

  [Dean hangs up] 

  Castiel : I'll just...

  [hears the dial tone, hangs up, a little exasperated] 

  Castiel : ... wait here, then.

• Dean Winchester : What happened to you?

  Castiel : Life.

• Dean Winchester : Amphetamines?

  Castiel : It's the perfect antidote to that absinthe.