06x20 - The Man Who Would Be King

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6.20 The Man Who Would Be King

Air Date: 6 May, 2011

THEN

Dean: We're gonna find a way to b*at the devil, okay?

Sam: What if you guys lead the devil to the edge and I jump in?

Sam: (to Lucifer) Yes.

(Lucifer possesses Sam)

Lucifer: Sammy's long gone.

(Lucifer's cage is open, Sam is about to jump in. Michael grabs him, they both fall. Dean sits by the Impala, his face bloody and beaten.)

(Dean & Cas are in the Impala.)

Dean: (to Cas) What are you gonna do now?

CAS: Return to Heaven, I suppose.

Dean: Heaven?

CAS: With Michael in the cage, I'm sure it's total anarchy up there.

Dean: So, what, you're the new Sheriff in town?

(Cas kills angels)

CAS: It's Civil w*r up there. If we can b*at Raphael, we can end this.

(Dean lights a ring of holy oil, trapping Raphael in the holy fire.)

CAS: When the oil burns, no angel can touch or pass through the flames or he dies.

(Cas shoves his hand into Sam's chest.)

CAS: It's his soul, it's gone.

Sam: Purgatory.

CROWLEY: And I want it.

DEATH: The human soul is more valuable than you can imagine.

ATROPOS: This is about the souls. That angel went and created 50 000 new souls for your w*r machine.

Sam: Eve, the mother of all.

(Eve transforms into the likeness of Mary Winchester.)

Eve: It's Crowley I want dead.

Eve: Crowley's alive.

(Eve dies.)

CROWLEY: Really, Cas? This is getting ridiculous. How many times am I gonna have to clean up your messes?

Teaser

EXT. PARK

Castiel: You know, I've...I've been here for a very long time. And I remember many things.

(an ocean is shown)

I remember being at a shoreline, watching a little grey fish heave itself up on the beach and an older brother saying, "don't step on that fish, Castiel. Big plans for that fish."

I remember the Tower of Babel...All 37 feet of it, which I suppose was impressive at the time. (clips from old movies are shown)And when it fell, they howled 'divine wrath'. But come on - dried dung can only be stacked so high. I remember Cain and Abel...David and Goliath...Sodom and Gomorrah.

And, of course, I remember the most remarkable event (clips from seasons 4 and 5 are shown)- remarkable because it never came to pass. It was averted by two boys, an old drunk and a fallen angel. The grand story. And we ripped up the ending and the rules...And destiny...leaving nothing but freedom and choice. Which is all well and good, except...

Well, what if I've made the wrong choice? How am I supposed to know? I'm getting ahead of myself. Let me tell you my story. (Castiel looks directly at the camera)Let me tell you everything.

ACT I

INT. Impala - NIGHT

Castiel: Hello, Dean. Are you all right?

Dean: Yeah, I'm...I'm fine. How are you?

Castiel: Just wanted to check in.

Dean: So, any word on, uh, Satan Jr being alive?

Castiel: I'm...looking, believe me. I just don't understand how Crowley could've tricked me.

Dean: Well, he's a tricky son of a bitch, that's how. Doesn't matter. But if he is up and kicking, then what does matter is finding him, ripping his head off, and shoving it up his ass.

Castiel: What about you? Have you found anything?

Dean: No, nothing yet.

Castiel: Where's Sam?

Dean: He's keeping busy. He's tracking a Djinn in Omaha as we speak. In fact, I'm heading out there right now to meet up with him.

Castiel: Well, I'd come if I could.

Dean: Yeah, no, I-I get it. No worries. But, Cas, you'll call, right? If you get into real trouble?

INT. CROWLEY's LAB

(Crowley is examining Eve's corpse. He also has a vampire shackled nearby)

CROWLEY

Howdy, partner.

Castiel: What have you found?

CROWLEY

I've found a lot of things. For example...Eve's brain? Dead as a tinned kipper. And yet...(Crowley reaches inside Eve and pulls out a handful of eggs)For some reason...She keeps laying eggs. Watch this.(Crowley takes a poker and places it on Eve's brain. The vampire seizes violently)Chocula here feels every tickle.

Castiel: What is that good for?

CROWLEY

Apart from the obvious erotic value, you got me.

Castiel: You said Eve could open the door to Purgatory.

CROWLEY

Correct. I did. And I'm confident that she could have if she was still alive! Single best chance to get over the rainbow, and the Winchesters k*lled her!

Castiel: It was unavoidable.

CROWLEY

You screwed up, Cas. You let the hounds mangle the pheasant, and now I am up to my elbows in it.

Castiel: What is your point?

CROWLEY

The point is...You're distracted, and that makes me nervous.

Castiel: I am holding up my end.

CROWLEY

Ah, yes. But is that all you're holding? See...the stench of that Impala's all over your overcoat, Angel. I thought we'd agreed - no more nights out with the boys.

Castiel: I spoke with Dean. I needed to know what they know.

CROWLEY

About what? About me, maybe?'Cause I happen to have it on good authority that your two little pets are currently trying to hunt me down! Forgive me, but I think you might have a little conflict of interest here.

Castiel: [i]Crowley had a point, of course. My interest was conflicted. I still considered myself the Winchesters' guardian. After all...they taught me how to stand up...

(flashback to 'swan Song':)

EXT. STULL CEMETERY

Castiel: Hey! Assbutt! (Castiel throws a bottle of holy oil at Michael, and Michael burns)[i]

Michael: Aaaaaaaahh!

Castiel: [i]What to stand for...And what generally happens to you when you do.

(Lucifer snaps his fingers and Castiel explodes. The camera closes in on some of the floating droplets of blood.)

Castiel: I was...done. I was over. And then the most extraordinary thing happened. I was put back. (Castiel stands behind Dean, beaten bloody by Lucifer) And we had won. We stopped Armageddon. (Castiel heals Dean) But at a terrible cost. (Castiel heals Bobby)

(flashback to very end of 'swan Song')

EXT. OUTSIDE OF Lisa BRAEDEN's HOUSE - NIGHT

(Sam stands under the streetlight, which flickers and dies, watching Dean inside Lisa's house. Castiel watches Sam.)

Castiel: And so I knew what I had to do next. Once again, I went to Harrow Hell, to free Sam from Lucifer's cage. It was nearly impossible, but I was so full of confidence, of mission. I see now that was arrogance...Hubris...Because, of course, I hadn't truly raised Sam -- not all of him.(flashback to 'Unforgiven': Sam is b*ating a cop unconscious; flashback to 'Live Free or Twi-Hard': Sam watches Dean being turned; flashback to 'Appointment in Samarra': Sam raises his dagger to s*ab Bobby) Sometimes we're lucky enough to be given a warning. (back in front of Lisa's house, Sam turns and walks away- directly past Castiel) This should have been mine.

INT. CROWLEY's LAB

CROWLEY

Please. I'm begging you, Castiel. Just k*ll the Winchesters.

Castiel: No.

CROWLEY

Fine. Then I'll do it myself.

Castiel: If you k*ll them, I'll just bring them back again.

CROWLEY

No, you won't. Not where I'll put 'em. Trust me.

Castiel: I said...No. Don't worry about them.

CROWLEY

Don't worry about -- what, like Lucifer didn't worry? Or Michael? Or Lilith or Alastair or Azazel didn't worry?! Am I the only game piece on the board who doesn't underestimate those denim-wrapped nightmares?!

Castiel: Just find Purgatory. If you don't, we will both die again and again, until the end of time. The Winchesters won't get to you.

CROWLEY

Let them get to me! I'll tear their friggin' hearts out!

INT. Bobby's HOUSE - LIVING ROOM

(a demon, Red, is strapped to a chair under the devil's trap on Bobby's ceiling)

Bobby: I got to tell you, Red...for a filthy, lower-than-snake-spit Hellspawn, you seem to have turned yourself into a damn fine hunter. I don't know whether to k*ll you or kiss you.

RED

Oh, please, k*ll me.

Bobby: That was you that dug out that nest of vamps back in Swan Valley, wasn't it?

Sam: That was nice work.

RED

Eight of 'em in one go, roped and tied.

Bobby: And then you brought them to Crowley, right?

RED

Read the papers, redneck. The king is dead.

(Bobby Chuckles and tosses holy water on Red's neck)

RED

Ugh! Nng!

Bobby: Crowley's alive. You prove it just by being, you poor, dumb jackass. Crowley's alive. His nets are still out. Except now he's using you schmucks to hunt his monsters.

RED

Up yours.

(Bobby turns to Sam and hods out his hand. Sam hands Bobby Ruby's Kn*fe. Dean enters and nodes towards Sam. Sam goes into the kitchen with him.)

Bobby: Red...Where's Crowley? No? Nothing? Oh, okay, then. Here, hang on to this for a bit. (Bobby stabs Red in the leg with Ruby's Kn*fe)

RED

Aaaaaaaaaaahh! Aaaaaaaaaaaahh!

Sam: So, what'd you tell him?

Dean: Nothing. Just relax.

Bobby: What's the hubbub?

Dean: I saw Cas. He popped in on me about two hours back.

Bobby: What'd you tell him?

Dean: Nothing, all right? Told him we were on some crap monster hunt. He doesn't know that we're getting close to Crowley. You know, he's our friend...And we are lying to him through our teeth.

Sam: Dean--

Dean: -so he b*rned the wrong bones. So Crowley tricked him.

Bobby: He's an angel.

Dean: He is the Balki Bartokomous of Heaven! He can make a mistake!

Bobby: Nobody's saying nothing yet.

Dean: You think that Cas is in with Crowley. Crowley?

Bobby: Look, I'm just saying I don't know. Now, look, I hate myself for even thinking it. But I don't know.

(Castiel is standing behind them, invisible.)

Sam: Look, Dean, he's our friend, too, okay? And I'd die for him. I would, but...Look, I'm praying we're wrong here.

Bobby: But if we ain't...If there's a snowball of a snowball's chance here...that means we're dealing with a Superman who's gone dark side. Which means we've got to be cautious, we got to be smart, and maybe stock up on some Kryptonite.

Dean: (to Sam)[i]This makes you Lois Lane.

Bobby: Look, one problem at a time here. We got to find Crowley now, before the damn fool cracks open Purgatory.

Castiel: [i]So - they already suspected.

Bobby: Where's Crowley?

RED

Up yours. Aaaaaaaaaaaaahh!

Castiel: And the worst part was Dean, trying so hard to be loyal, with every instinct telling him otherwise.

RED

I don't know where Crowley is!

Bobby: Are you sure about that? 'Cause we can twist again all the way to next summer.

(Bobby twists Ruby's Kn*fe again)

RED

Oh, God! I never even met him! I don't deal with Crowley direct.

Bobby: Well, who do you deal with?

RED

The dispatcher. A demon named Ellsworth.

INT. ELLSWORTH's HOUSE

Castiel: If there was a demon counterpart to Bobby Singer, Ellsworth would be it.

(Ellsworth sits at a desk, filled with phones of both the human and demonic variety)

ELLSWORTH

No, listen to me. No. I don't care. I want you to get down to New Mexico and bag me that Wendigo! Hell. Hang on. What? No more vampires. Because the boss says we're done with them. (picking up one of the phones)[i]FBI. Thomas speaking. Absolutely, I sent them. Thank you for calling to check. You too. Have a nice day, now. Bye-bye. [i](at the two demons about to exit)[i]Hey, hey, hey! No! Not in here, you friggin' Yeti. Out back!

Castiel: [i]These demons would lead the Winchesters to Crowley, and Crowley would tear their hearts out.

(Castiel appears in Ellsworth's house and smites the two demons right in front of Ellsworth's desk)

ELLSWORTH

Oh, hell.

(Ellsworth attempts to leave his host, but Castiel pushes him back in and smites him too)

Castiel: I had no choice. I did it to protect the boys. Or to protect myself. I-I don't know anymore.

ACT II

INT. ELLSWORTH's HOUSE

(Dean and Bobby enter through the front door, Sam meets them inside the house)

Sam: Hey. Clear from the back.

Dean: Demons get tipped and bugged out?

Sam: Maybe they run from us now. I mean, that would be a nice thought, right?

Bobby: Yeah, if that's what happened.

Sam: Yeah.

Castiel: Hiding...Lying...Sweeping away evidence. And my motives used to be so pure. After supposedly "saving" Sam, I finally returned to heaven.

EXT. DROWNED Man's HEAVEN

Castiel: Of course, there isn't one heaven. Each soul generates its own paradise. I favored the eternal Tuesday afternoon of an autistic man who drowned in a bathtub in 1953.

Rachel: You're alive.

Castiel: Yes.

Rachel: Castiel, we saw Lucifer desTroy you.

Castiel: Well, I came back.

Rachel: But Lucifer? Michael?

Castiel: They're gone.

Rachel: It was God, wasn't it?

Castiel: No. It was the Winchesters. They brought down the Apocalypse.

Rachel: But you b*at the Archangels, Castiel. God brought you back. He chose you, Cas...To lead us.

Castiel: No. No one leads us anymore. We're all free to make our own choices and to choose our own fates.

Rachel: What does God want?

Castiel: God wants you to have freedom.

Rachel: But what does he want us to do with it?

Castiel: If I knew then what I know now...I might have said..."It's simple. Freedom is a length of rope. God wants you to hang yourself with it."

INT. KEN LAY's HEAVEN

Castiel: Those first weeks back in heaven were surprisingly difficult. Explaining freedom to angels is a bit like teaching poetry to fish. And then there was Raphael...

RAPHAEL

You came. I appreciate the courage that takes.

Castiel: Whose heaven is this?

RAPHAEL

Ken Lay's. I'm borrowing it.

Castiel: I still question his admittance here.

RAPHAEL

He's devout. Trumps everything.

Castiel: What do you want?

RAPHAEL

Tomorrow - I've called for a full assembly of the Holy Host. You'll kneel before me and pledge allegiance to the flag, all right?

Castiel: And what flag is that?

RAPHAEL

Me, Castiel. Allegiance to me.

Castiel: Are you joking?

RAPHAEL

Do I look[i]like I'm joking?

Castiel: You never look like you're joking.

RAPHAEL

You rebelled - against God, heaven, and me. Now you will atone. We'll start by freeing Lucifer and Michael from their cage. And then we'll get our show back on the road.

Castiel: Raphael...No. The Apocalypse doesn't have to be fought!

RAPHAEL

Of course it does. It's God's will.

Castiel: How can you say that?!

RAPHAEL

Because it's what I want.

Castiel: Well, the other angels won't let you.

RAPHAEL

Are you sure? You know better than anyone, Castiel. They're soldiers. They weren't built for freedom. They were built to follow.

Castiel: Then I won't let you.

RAPHAEL

Really? You?

[i](Raphael hits Castiel with power)

EXT. DROWNED Man's HEAVEN

Castiel: I'm not ashamed to say that my big brother knocked me into next week.

RAPHAEL

Tomorrow you kneel, Castiel...Or you and anyone with you dies.

INT. ELLSWORTH's HOUSE

Sam: Hey...The place is clean.

Bobby: Yeah, but it's...It's like "Mr. Clean" clean, you know? It's kind of OCD for your average demon.

Sam: Yeah. So what now?

Dean: We'd call Cas.

Sam: What?

Dean: This is usually the point where we would call Cas for help.

Bobby: We talked about this.

Sam: Yeah, Dean.

Dean: No, you talked. I listened. This is Cas, guys. I mean, when there was no one...And we were stuck - and I mean really stuck - he broke ranks. He has gone to the mat cut and bleeding for us so many freakin' times. This is Cas! Don't we owe him the benefit of the doubt at least?

Sam: Castiel...This is really important, okay? Um...We really need to talk to you.

Dean: Castiel...Come on in.

Castiel: But I didn't go to them...Because I knew they would have questions I couldn't answer...Because I was afraid.

Dean: Cas is busy.

Sam: That's all right. We are, too. Come on.

Bobby: Back to square one.

Dean: Great. Well, what do we do now?

Bobby: Well, we caught one hunter demon before. We can do it again.

Sam: Dean!

(Dean is att*cked by a demon, as are Sam and Bobby)

Demon: Crowley says "hi."

ACT III

INT. ELLSWORTH's HOUSE

Castiel: Crowley sent his very best. I was caught as much by surprise as the rest of them. And it left me with yet another choice. I could reveal myself and smite the demons. Of course Crowley wouldn't like it. But on the other hand, they were my friends. (Castiel smites the demons attacking Dean, Sam and Bobby) For a brief moment...I was me again.

Dean: It is good to see you, Cas.

Castiel: You all right?

Sam: Yeah. Perfect timing, Cas.

Castiel: I'm glad I found you. I come with news.

Dean: Yeah? What?

Castiel: I firmly believe Crowley is alive.

Dean: Yeah. You think, Kojak? Well, Bobby, what do we think about Cas saving our asses...Again?

Bobby: I think we owe you an apology.

Castiel: Why?

Sam: We've been hunting Crowley this whole time...And keeping it from you.

Bobby: We thought...You were working with him.

Castiel: You thought what?

Dean: I know. It's crazy, right?

Bobby: It's just that you torched the wrong bones. It doesn't matter. We - we were wrong.

Castiel: You know...You could've just asked me.

Dean: And we should have. We never should've doubted you. It's...I just hope you can forgive us.

Castiel: Wonders never cease. They trusted me again. But it was just another lie.

It's forgotten.

Dean: Thanks.

Sam: Yeah. Thanks, Cas.

Castiel: It is a little absurd, though.

Bobby: I know, I know.

Castiel: Superman going to the dark side. I'm still just Castiel.

Dean: I guess we can put away the Kryptonite, right?

Castiel: Exactly.

Of course, I didn't realize it at the time. But it was all over. Right then - just like that.

INT. CROWLEY's LAB

Castiel: You sent demons after them?

CROWLEY

You k*ll my hunters. Why can't I k*ll yours?

Castiel: They're my friends.

CROWLEY

You can't have friends, not anymore. I mean, my God. You're losing it!

Castiel: I'm fine.

CROWLEY

Yeah. You're the very picture of mental health. Come on. You don't think I know what this is all about?

Castiel: Enlighten me.

CROWLEY

The big lie -- the Winchesters still buy it. The good Cas, the righteous Cas. And long as they still believe it, you get to believe it. Well, I got news for you, kitten. A whore is a whore is a whore.

(Castiel shoves Crowley against the wall)

Castiel: I'm only gonna say this once. If you touch a hair on their heads, I will tear it all down. Our arrangement -- everything. I'm still an Angel, and I will bury you. (Castiel disappears)

I asked myself, "what was I doing with this vermin?"

CROWLEY

This is not how synergy works!

Castiel: As if I didn't already know the answer.

EXT. DROWNED Man's HEAVEN

Castiel: Raphael was stronger than me. I wouldn't survive a straight fight.

EXT. Lisa BRAEDEN's HOUSE

(Dean is raking leaves)

Castiel: So I went to an old friend for help. But watching him, I stopped. Everything he sacrificed, and I was about to ask him for more.

CROWLEY

Ah, Castiel. Angel of Thursday. Just not your day is it?

Castiel: What are you doing here?

CROWLEY

I want to help you help me help ourselves.

Castiel: Speak plain.

CROWLEY

I want to discuss a simple business transaction. That's all.

Castiel: You want to make a deal? With me? I'm an Angel, you ass. I don't have a soul to sell.

CROWLEY

But that's it, isn't it? It's all of it. It's the souls. It all comes down to the souls in the end, doesn't it?

Castiel: What in the hell are you talking about?

CROWLEY

I'm talking about Raphael's head on a pike. I'm talking about happy endings for all of us, with all possible entendres intended. Come on. Just a chat.

Castiel: I have no interest in talking with you.

CROWLEY

Why not? I'm very interesting. Come on. Hear me out. Five minutes. No obligations. I promise -- I'll make it worth your while.

Castiel: I was no fool. I knew who Crowley was and what he did. But I was smarter than him, stronger. I see now that I was prideful. And in all likelihood, I was a fool.

INT. HELL

(Countless souls stand in line. The newest arrival takes number 6,611,527,124 from the take-a-number dispenser.)

Castiel: Where are we?

CROWLEY

You don't recognize it, do you? It's Hades, new and improved. I did it myself.

Castiel: This is Hell?

CROWLEY

Yeah. See, problem with the old place was most of the inmates were masochists already. A lot of "thank you, sir. Can I have another hot spike up the jacksie?" But just look at them. No one likes waiting in line.

Castiel: And what happens when they reach the front?

CROWLEY

Nothing. They go right back to the end again. That's efficiency.

Castiel: You have four minutes left.

CROWLEY

What are you planning to do about Raphael?

Castiel: What can I do besides submit or die?

CROWLEY

Submit or die? What are you, French? How about resist?

Castiel: I'm not strong enough, and you know it.

CROWLEY

Ah, not on your own, you're not. But you're not on your own, are you? There's a lot of angels swooning over you. "God's favorite." Buddy boy, you've got what they call sex appeal.

Castiel: Thank you. Get to the point.

CROWLEY

Angels need leaders, so be one. Gather your army and kick the candy out of each and every angel that shows up for Raphael.

Castiel: Are you proposing that I start a civil w*r in heaven?

CROWLEY

Ding! Ding! Ding! Tell him what he's won, Vanna.

Castiel: You're asking me to be the next Lucifer.

CROWLEY

Please. Lucifer was a petulant child with daddy issues. Cas, you love God. God loves you. He brought you back. Did it occur to you that maybe he did this so you could be the new Sheriff upstairs?

Castiel: This is ridiculous. I mean, the amount of power that it would take to mount a w*r...

CROWLEY

More than either of us have ever seen, yeah. But what if I said I knew how to go nuclear?

Castiel: What do you mean?

CROWLEY

Purgatory, my fine feathered friend. Purgatory. Just think about it. An untapped oil well of every fanged, clawed soul. I mean, what's that over the years? 30 million? 40 million? Just sitting there, plump and rich for the taking.

Castiel: How would you even find it when no one ever has?

CROWLEY

We'll need expert help.

Castiel: From whom?

CROWLEY

From experts, of course. I know of two eerily suited 'Teen b*at' models with time on their hands.

Castiel: No. Not Dean. He's retired, and he's to stay that way.

CROWLEY

Fine. Then I know of a certain big, bald patriarch I can take off the bench. The point is...They can get us to the monsters. The monsters can get us to Purgatory. I know it.

Castiel: And what's your price in all of this?

CROWLEY

Just half.

Castiel: Half?

CROWLEY

My position isn't all that stable, ducky. Those souls would help, just like they'd help you. Besides, wouldn't you rather have me in charge down here? The devil you know...

Castiel: This is pointless. Your plan would take months, and I need help now.

CROWLEY

Granted. Yes. But just to show you how serious I am about this scheme...How about I float you a little loan? Say, 50 large? 50,000 souls from the pit. You can take them up to heaven. Make quite a showing. It's either this or the Apocalypse all over again. Everything you've worked for -- everything that Sam and Dean have worked for -- gone. You can save us, Castiel. God chose you to save us. And I think...Deep down...You know that.

Castiel: I wish I could say I was clean of pride at that moment...

INT. KEN LAY's HEAVEN

Castiel: Or the next.

(Castiel uses the power of the souls to remove Raphael from the room.)

There will be no Apocalypse. And let it be known -- you're either with Raphael or you're with me.

And so went the long road of good intentions...The road that brought me here.

INT. ELLSWORTH's HOUSE

Dean: Castiel, uh...We need you for a little powwow down here, so come on down.

Castiel: Hello.

Bobby: Oh, Johnny on the spot.

Castiel: You're still here.

Sam: Yeah, we had to bury the bodies.

Dean: And we found a little whiskey. Thanks for coming.

Castiel: How can I help?

Sam: Oh, look. We, um - we have a new plan. We think we've finally figured out a way to track down Crowley.

Castiel: What is it?

Bobby: (lights a match and drops it on the floor by Castiel's feet, trapping him in a ring of holy fire)It's you.

ACT IV

INT. ELLSWORTH's HOUSE

Castiel: What are you doing?

Dean: We gotta talk.

Castiel: About what? Let me go!

Dean: About Superman. And Kryptonite.

Bobby: How'd you know what I said?

Sam: How long you been watching us?

Dean: You know who spies on people, Cas? Spies.

Castiel: Okay, just wait. I don't even know what you mean.

Sam: What about this demon craphole? How is it so, uh..."Next to godliness" clean in here?

Bobby: And how exactly did Crowley trick you with the wrong bones?

Castiel: It's hard to understand. It's hard to explain. Just let me go. Let me out and I can -

Dean: You got to look at me, man. You got to level with me and tell me what's going on. Look me in the eye and tell me you're not working with Crowley. (Castiel looks at Dean, but then looks away)You son of a bitch.

Castiel: Let me explain.

Dean: You're in it with him? You and Crowley have been going after Purgatory together? You have, huh? This whole time.

Castiel: I did it to protect you. I did it to protect all of you.

Sam: Protect us how? By opening a hole into monsterland!

Bobby: He's right, Cas. One drop got through, and it was Eve. And you want to break down the entire dam?

Castiel: To get the souls. I can stop Raphael. Please, you have to trust me.

Sam: Trust you?! How in the hell are we supposed to trust you now?

Castiel: I'm still me. I'm still your friend. Sam...I'm the one who raised you from Perdition.

Sam: What? Well, no offense...But you did a pretty piss-poor job of it. Wait. Did you bring me back soulless...On purpose?

Castiel: How could you think that?

Sam: Well, I'm thinking a lot of things right now, Cas.

Castiel: Listen. Raphael will k*ll us all. He'll turn the world into a graveyard. I had no choice.

Dean: No, you had a choice. You just made the wrong one.

Castiel: You don't understand. It's complicated.

Dean: No, actually, it's not, and you know that. Why else would you keep this whole thing a secret, huh, unless you knew that it was wrong? When crap like this comes around, we deal with it... Like we always have. What we don't do is we don't go out and make another deal with the Devil!

Castiel: It sounds so simple when you say it like that. Where were you when I needed to hear it?

Dean: I was there. Where were you?

Dean: You should've come to us for help, Cas.

Castiel: Maybe. (There is a loud sound of wind. A large cloud of demon-smoke approaches.)It's too late now. I can't turn back now. I can't.

Dean: It's not too late. Damn it, Cas! We can fix this!

Castiel: Dean, it's not broken! Run. You have to run now! Run!

(Dean, Sam and Bobby run out the door.)

FINAL ACT

INT. ELLSWORTH's HOUSE

(Crowley enters)

CROWLEY

My, my. Playing with fire again?

(Crowley snaps and puts out the flame)

Castiel: If you touch the Winchesters...

CROWLEY

Please. I heard you the first time. I promise -- nary a hair on their artfully tousled heads. Besides, I think they've proven my point for me. It's always your friends, isn't it, in the end? We try to change. We try to improve ourselves. It's always our friends who got to claw into our sides and hold us back. But you know what I see here? The new God (pointing at Castiel)and the new Devil, working together.

Castiel: Enough. Stop talking. And get out of my sight.

CROWLEY

Well...Glad I came. You're welcome, by the way. [i](Crowley heads for the door)[i]You know the difference between you and me? I know what I am. What are you, Castiel? What exactly are you willing to do?

INT. Bobby's HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

Castiel: Hello, Dean.

Dean: How'd you get in here?

Castiel: The angel-proofing Bobby put up on the house -- he got a few things wrong.

Dean: Well, it's too bad we got to angel-proof in the first place, isn't it? Why are you here?

Castiel: I want you to understand.

Dean: Oh, believe me, I get it. Blah, blah, Raphael, right?

Castiel: I'm doing this for you, Dean. I'm doing this because of you.

Dean: Because of me. Yeah. You got to be kidding me.

Castiel: You're the one who taught me that freedom and free will --

Dean: You're a freakin' child, you know that? Just because you can do what you want doesn't mean that you get to do whatever you want!

Castiel: I know what I'm doing, Dean.

Dean: I'm not gonna logic you, okay? I'm saying don't...Just 'cause. I'm asking you not to. That's it.

Castiel: I don't understand.

Dean: Look, next to Sam, you and Bobby are the closest things I have to family -- that you are like a brother to me. So, if I'm asking you not to do something...You got to trust me, man.

Castiel: Or what?

Dean: Or I'll have to do what I have to do to stop you.

Castiel: You can't, Dean. You're just a man. I'm an angel.

Dean: I don't know. I've taken some pretty big fish.

Castiel: I'm sorry, Dean.

Dean: Well, I'm sorry, too, then.

EXT. PARK

Castiel: So, that's everything. I believe it's what you would call a...Tragedy from the human perspective. But maybe the human perspective is...Limited. I don't know. That's why I'm asking you, Father. One last time. Am I doing the right thing? Am I on the right path? You have to tell me. You have to give me...A sign. Give me a sign. Because if you don't...I'm gonna ju-- I'm gonna do whatever I... Whatever I must.