This is why we're here, right? If I could get us a shot on the Devil. Or at least get you a few minutes head start anyway. We let the dogs in, make a break for the building next over, and I can wait here with my finger on the button. Those b*tches will *never* stop coming after you. You got another plan? You got *any* other plan? Those are Hellhounds out there Dean. We've got propane, wiring, rock salt, iron nails, everything we need. we gotta get our priorities straight here. My guts are bein' held in by an Ace bandage. Can we uh, be realistic about this please? I can't move my legs. We just have to get past, eight or so Hellhounds and get to the farm by midnight.Īnd that's after we get Jo and Ellen the hell outta town. So now we know where the Devil's gonna be, we know when, and we have the Colt. That's why the place is crawlin' with reapers. Last time they hauled him up, Noah was buildin' a boat. They keep this guy chained in a box six hundred feet under. Not this guy, this is, this is the Angel of Death! Big Daddy Reaper. Unleash, I mean, hasn't Death been trompin' all over the place, I mean hell I've died several times myself! You mean like as in, this dude and taxes are the only sure thing?Īs in *Death*, the Horseman, the Pale Rider in the flesh. I think Satan's in town to work a ritual. Nobody likes the sound of that, Bobby, but. The way he was looking, the number of places Castiel's eyes went, I'd say we're talkin' over a dozen reapers, probably more. I don't, I don't know, he said a lot of things I guess, I mean does the number matter?īobby it's Ellen. But I forgot, you two at best are functional morons.īefore he went missing, did Cas say how many reapers? Okay, and why, exactly would *you* want the Devil dead? I want you, to take this thing to Lucifer, and empty it into his face. Privately.ĭo you know how deep I could have buried this thing? There's no reason you or anyone should know this even exists at all. Do you have any idea how much this rug cost? This is it, right? This is what it's all about. After the things I did on Earth and in Heaven, I didn't deserve to be out. Nothing you could have done would have saved me because I didn't want to be saved. Okay? For failing you like I failed every other God forsaken thing that I care about! I don't need it!ĭean. Look, I don't need to feel like Hell for failing you.
Getting me out of Purgatory wasn't your responsibility.
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