Supernatural s14e12 Episode Script
Prophet and Loss
1 [ Screams .]
Camp: Who are you? We're the guys that save that world.
- What are you doing? - What I have to.
[ Donatello screams .]
He's brain dead.
Machines keeping him breathing.
It's like you said, Dean.
Whatever it takes.
[ Bones crack .]
- [ Grunts .]
Huh? - [ Screams .]
Nick said when he left he was just gonna go home.
I-I didn't know he was Killing people? Nick: My whole family was slaughtered.
[ Blow landing .]
[ Grunts .]
The best thing I could hope for is that I catch the monster who did it.
Frank: There's this guy.
He said his name was "Abraxas.
" No way.
Nick? Aah! [ Screaming .]
[ Energy crackling .]
You couldn't fix me 'cause I don't want to be fixed.
I can feel him in my head.
Michael gets out, that's it for this world.
Billie said that there's only one way that this ends right.
A Ma'lak box.
Secured and warded.
Once insidenothing gets out, not even an archangel.
Plan is to charter a boat to take me out to the Pacific.
Splash.
You and Michael, trapped together -- for eternity? It's the only sane play I've got.
[ Water bubbling .]
[ Thumping on metal .]
[ Breathing shakily .]
[ Metal creaking .]
[ Breathing shakily .]
[ Breathing steadies .]
[ Loud creaking .]
[ Pounding on metal .]
No.
No! [ Pounding continues .]
[ Grunts .]
Sam! [ Metal creaking .]
[ Gasps .]
[ Creaking continues .]
Sam! [ Pounding continues .]
[ Gasping .]
No, no, no, no! [ Beeps .]
What? Sam? Sammy? [ Metal creaking .]
Sammy! Supernatural 14x12 Prophet and Loss [ Gasps .]
[ Breathing heavily .]
Oh, hey.
Didn't mean to wake you.
Sorry.
No, it's just a bad dream.
Dean: [ Echoing .]
Sammy? It's fine.
You want to talk about it? No, I'm -- No, I'm okay.
What are you doing? Why don't you get some sleep? You know, Dean, you don't have to act like what you're planning to do is just business as usual.
I-I know you're scared.
Never said I wasn't scared.
- But it doesn't matter.
-Doesn't matter? Dean, we know we could die, uh, doing what we do.
It's always a possibility.
But what you're talking about is far worse than death.
Michael's an archangel.
He could literally keep you buried in a coffin, alive, forever.
Okay.
I get it.
But what's the other option, huh? Michael gets outta my head and ends the world? 'Cause it's all right there in Billie's book.
Yeah, but that's only if don't find another way to take Michael off the board, and there has to be another way.
And what is that other way? Exactly.
[ Footsteps .]
[ Door closes .]
[ Dramatic music plays .]
[ Whimpering .]
[ Whimpering continues .]
[ Whimpering continues .]
[ Crying .]
[ Grunting .]
[ Hinges creak lightly .]
[ Grunting .]
[ Gasping .]
Aah! [ Grunts .]
Help, please! Please! No! [ Groaning .]
Please! No! [ Gasping, coughs .]
[ Muffled screaming continues .]
[ Water splashing .]
[ Grunting .]
[ Indistinct whispering .]
[ Whispering grows louder .]
[ Door opens .]
[ Beep in distance .]
[ Woman speaking indistinctly over P.
A.
.]
[ Door closes .]
Okay, sunshine.
Soup's on.
And bad as the food is here? Gourmet compared to what you'll be gettin' in jail, soenjoy.
When am I getting out of here? [ Exhales slowly .]
I'm not sure.
At least four jurisdictions want to prosecute.
You were a busy bee.
Yeah, what went down none of that was my fault.
Right.
'Cause you were "possessed.
" By "Satan.
" And that's real.
That's a real thing, okay? And he left me, but it changed me.
Listen, you piece of crap.
You want to say the Devil made you do it, well, you stick with that.
'Cause either way, you're gonna be locked up for the rest of your life.
You're done.
You're buried.
[ Door opens .]
[ Door closes .]
[ Engine rumbling gently .]
[ Engine stops .]
[ Car door opens .]
Hey.
Man, I-I just want to make sure that you're still with me on this thing.
You're gonna see it through to the end.
Well, I gave you my word, didn't I? Okay, all right.
Just, you know, after what you said last night, I-I-I don't need you and Mom coming up with some way to stop me.
You know, Mom hates this.
I hate this.
I know.
And Cass and Jack, you haven't even told them.
Okay, well, yeah, that's because I'm not good with the whole big goodbyes, all right? I-I-I don't need to get shaky on this thing.
Wouldn't be the worst thing.
You know what Michael wants to do, you know that this will stop it, and you know that there's no other way.
So just put the end of this trip out of your head, okay? [ Leather squeaks .]
[ Car door closes .]
[ Cellphone beeps .]
[ Cellphone ringing .]
[ Cellphone beeps .]
Sam.
Cass.
[ Sighs .]
Were you able to talk him out of it? No.
So I'm counting on you.
Um, any luck? I-I did as you asked.
I've -- I've looked for any possible way to forcibly extract Michael and destroy him.
- But so far, nothing.
- And what about Rowena? She went through the entire Book of the Damned and found nothing.
And I told her to do it again, see if she missed something, and, uh well, the woman has a remarkable command of profanity.
All right, thanks.
Uh, keep going.
Sam.
Maybe if I spoke with Dean It wouldn't matter.
Believe me, I-I've never seen him like this.
He won't listen to me.
H-He just -- No.
If we don't find some way [ Door closes .]
Dean's gone.
[ Sirens wailing in distance .]
[ Car door opens .]
[ Car door closes .]
[ Muffled groaning .]
Man: "For I will strike down the firstborn in the land of Egypt" [ Muffled .]
What are you doing? [ Grunting .]
"And against all the gods of Egypt I will execute judgment.
" [ Muffled .]
You don't have to do this.
No.
Please, no! [ Knife plunging .]
[ Choking .]
[ Exhales deeply .]
[ Knife cutting .]
[ Thunder rumbling .]
[ Indistinct whispering .]
"I am the Lord.
" [ Pounding on door .]
[ Michael screaming .]
You ever think about when we were kids? Maybe.
Yeah, sure.
Sometimes.
W-Why? I know I wasn't always the greatest brother to you.
Dean, you were the one who was always there for me.
The only one.
I mean, you practically [Chuckling.]
raised me.
I know things got dicey you know, with Dad the way he was.
And I just I didn't always look out for you the way that I should've.
I mean, I had my own stuff, you know.
In order to keep the peace, probably looked like I took his side quite a bit.
Sometimes, when I was when I was away, you know it wasn't 'cause I just ran out, right? Dad would He would send me away when I really pissed him off.
I think you knew that.
Man, I left that behind a long time ago.
I had to.
And if we're gonna get through this, I-I have to do like you said and try and keep my mind off of where we're going.
So if we could not have conversations that sound like deathbed apologies, I would really appreciate it.
Right, yeah.
Nick: Answer me.
Answer me.
You owe me that.
I think God's pretty done with you.
Why would you even bother praying to him? I wouldn't.
Could you do me a solid? I have to use the can.
[ Beep in distance .]
Oh, come on.
Seriously? Come on, man, give me a little bit of -- a little dignity.
I got, uh -- I got, uh, cuffs.
I got a bum leg.
What the heck am I gonna do? [ Sighs .]
Thank you.
You know the drill.
Hands behind your back.
Yeah.
[ Groans .]
[ Handcuffs clinking .]
[ Handcuff click .]
[ Grunts .]
[ Grunts .]
[ Clatters .]
[ Grunting .]
[ Groaning softly .]
[ Keys jingle .]
[ Handcuff clicks .]
[ Groaning continues .]
Listen, I, uh -- I'm pretty sure I found us a case.
A case? Yeah.
You know this trip isn't about finding a case.
I know, I know, but -- but it's on the way -- uh, Fort Dodge, Iowa.
And if we can help, then shouldn't we? It's on the way.
Maybe.
Yeah.
"One last case for the Winchester boys.
" Don't -- [ Stammers .]
You had to go there.
Okay, j-just There have been at least two murders.
Uh, one was just tonight, and the police reports say, a couple days ago, a woman drowned in, uh, bloody, red saltwater.
Like seawater? Yeah, except there's no sea around here.
And then, tonight, a guy had his throat slit.
Both bodies were dumped in alleys.
The murders happened somewhere else.
And both vics had graffiti carved in them.
- "Graffiti"? - That's what the cops said.
But, uh it wasn't "graffiti.
" - Enochian.
- Yeah.
- Yeah? - Uh, sir, FBI.
Sam: We're here to talk to you about your brother, Alan.
[ Door creaks lightly .]
Oh.
Well, definitely brothers.
Uh, Alan was my twin.
I'm Eddie.
I can't believe he's gone.
We were close.
[ Voice breaking .]
Best friends.
Alan always said he was my "big brother," 'cause he was born first.
[ Voice breaking .]
By, like, four minutes.
Losing him is like losing a part of myself.
I never knew it could be this bad.
Cops said your brother was connected to, uh, another victim.
Yeah, I-I know.
Uh They both had that graffiti carved in them.
What kind of monster does that? A-Actually, it wasn't, um It wasn't graffiti.
It was, uh It was an ancient language.
It meant, um, "I am the Word.
" What? Was your brother a very religious man? No.
Not really.
Did he know anyone who was? Well, I mean, most of the people we know, uh, they're Church on Easter types except -- - Except what? There's this guy, Tony Alvarez.
Him and Alan were friends.
He was always quoting stuff that sounded like it came from the Bible.
Can I see that paper again? Of course.
[ Paper rustles .]
This is Tony before he got too weird.
There, on his arm.
It's Enochian.
It means "the Word.
" A killer who reads and writes Enochian? M-Maybe some kind of screwed-up angel? I suppose Tony could have said "yes" and gotten possessed, but there aren't that many angels around anymore.
Well, no, angels aren't the only ones who know Enochian.
[ Cellphone ringing .]
[ Cellphone beeps .]
Dean! It's so good to hear from you.
Okay.
Well.
Good.
Uh [clears throat.]
listen, Cass.
Uh, Sam and I are working this case.
You're working a case? That is so good to hear.
So I assume that means you're not going through with it, because I have to say, Dean, this plan of yours, it was born of -- of desperation, not reason.
My "plan"? I-I know that I'm not supposed to know what I know, but Look, I'm fine with my plan, okay? We can talk about my plan later.
Dean.
You are making a terrible mistake.
Does the name "Tony Alvarez" mean anything to you? - Y-Yes.
- Say more.
Antonio Alvarez is -- is next in line to be prophet when Donatello dies.
- Okay.
Thanks, Cass.
- Wait, Dean, Dean.
We need to have a conversation.
Look, I really got to handle this right now, okay? So thank you, and, uh it's good to hear your voice.
Dean? [ Cellphone beeps .]
- Really? - Dean, it's Cass.
I had to tell him.
Well, it turns out that Alan's friend Tony is a killer prophet.
How's that even possible? I guess anyone can be a prophet, right? [ Monitor beeping .]
Not like there's a-a background check or anything.
Yeah, but before one reveals itself, the previous one has to die.
So does that mean Donatello's dead? Dr.
Rashad? Hi.
It's Dean Winchester.
Yes, yeah.
We -- W-We've spoken before.
Uh, I'm Donatello Redfield's nephew.
Yeah, how is -- how is Donatello? He's, um He's still alive, right? [ Dog barking in distance .]
Uh-huh.
Well, Uncle Donny's a fighter.
You keep me posted, okay? [ Cellphone beeps .]
He's still with us.
So, wait a second.
I-If Donatello is still technically online, then -- then why is Tony Alvarez off the bench? Let's ask him.
[ Door creaks .]
[ Tense music plays .]
Dean: Tony Alvarez? [ Door closes .]
Wow.
Enochian 101.
Looks like a whole semester of Prophet-speak.
[ Camera shutter clicking .]
[ Light switch clicks .]
Sam: Wow.
Hey, check this out.
Are these future vics? I don't know.
But these look familiar.
Hmm.
Well, he likes souvenirs.
Explains how our lady Vic drowned.
[ Pictures gently thump .]
Look at this.
It's all "word of God" and "divine retribution.
" I-I mean, slaughter of firstborn sons, the -- the drowning of Egyptians in the Red Sea Wait, wait, wait.
So, Alan was the oldest of the twin, right? - Yeah.
- So firstborn.
- Of course.
- And then she died in salty, bloody water.
The "red sea.
" So then, what's next up? Hey, Dean.
"And there went out fire from the Lord and devoured them.
" Hey, Sam.
Check this out.
[ Breathing shakily .]
[ Rope creaking .]
[ Breathing shakily .]
[ Exhales sharply .]
Hey.
Y-You don't have to do this.
You don't have to do it.
[ Breathing shakily .]
Whatever you what, I'll give you anything.
No! [ Grunts .]
[ Liquid pouring .]
Let me go, please! "And the son of Aaron offered strange fire to the Lord" I'll do anything you want! - "which he commanded them not.
" - No! "There went out fire from the Lord and devoured him and he died before the Lord.
" What are you doing? Come back! Please, come on! Whatever you want, I-I'll give you anything! Please! The pain becomes salvation.
What are you doing? No, no, no! [ Gasping .]
[ Whooshing echoes .]
No! [ Screaming .]
[ Grunting .]
[ Both grunting .]
[ Knife cuts .]
Go on.
Get out of here.
Go.
Now.
[ Grunting .]
Sam? Sam! [ Breathing heavily .]
Tony Alvarez, right? And who are you? [ Grunts .]
You can't -- You can't do this.
I'm doing God's work.
I'm carrying out his orders.
You think God spoke to you? I-I've been chosen.
I hear his voice in my head.
Yeah? What's he saying now? Nothing.
Yeah.
'Cause whatever you heard, it wasn't God.
Those people you killed were innocent.
Please! [ Choking .]
You're not chosen, pal.
You're just a psycho.
[ Grunts .]
[ Breathes sharply .]
No.
So, what if he is hearing something, right? I mean, what if, uh -- what if he's picking up some sort of vibe from Donatello, you know? No, no - Donatello's out cold.
-No Yeah, so we think -- he's out cold.
[ Grunting .]
No! No, no, no.
[ All grunting .]
Ohh! Ohh! He's got my gun! Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Hey, hey.
No, no, no.
Wait.
Stop.
Hey, stop.
Stop, stop, stop.
[ Stammers .]
- No, no, no! - Wait -- [ Gunshot, metal clinks .]
[ Breathing heavily .]
Sam: So, then, this might not end with Tony Alvarez.
Because the next prophet's gonna show up somewhere, a-and -- and the crazy could start all over again.
By the way, Cass [exhales sharply.]
I thought there could only be one prophet at a time.
Cass: Yeah, there should, but Donatello is between life and death.
I mean, you know, perhaps the next prophet was activated before his time? - And went all Hannibal? - The natural order's been upset.
Perhaps Donatello's state has created a prophet who's not only premature but malformed.
Okay.
But if Tony was wired wrong because of Donatello, then the next prophet will be wired wrong, as well, and then the next and the next and the -- the next and How do we end this? [ Solemn music plays .]
You know how.
[ Glass shatters .]
[ Debris rustles .]
[ Door closes .]
[ Clicks .]
[ Baby crying through monitor .]
[ Crying continues .]
[ Noises stop .]
[ Exhales shakily .]
[ Ice crackling .]
[ Cabinets banging .]
[ Electricity crackling .]
Nick? Is that you? Yes, Nick.
Lucifer? Sarah.
Your wife.
Sarah? As in the ghost of Sarah? - Yes.
- I don't understand.
What -- What are you doing here? I never left.
I'm held here by unfinished business.
Oh, my God.
My unsolved murder, and Teddy's.
[ Voice breaking .]
Sarah, I I've missed you.
[ Breathes sharply .]
I never thought I'd see you again.
I'm so sorry.
No, Nick.
You're not.
But I found who killed you, Sarah.
A cop -- Frank Kellogg.
I mean, not a cop -- a demon.
[ Sniffles .]
It's not Frank -- it's, uh, Abraxas.
Uh, it's confusing, but I found him.
I killed him.
It.
Whatever.
I got you justice, Sarah.
You're free.
You could leave.
And what about Lucifer? What about him? He's dead.
My unfinished business isn't just about how I died, Nick.
It's you.
[ Voice breaking .]
I was here that night.
I saw what he did to you.
I You chose Lucifer.
You wanted him.
You You still do.
[ Softly .]
He chose me, okay? You didn't come here to find peace.
You came here to find him in the place where you became one with him.
No.
Then show me I'm wrong.
Reject Lucifer right now.
If you do, I can leave.
I can find peace.
Reject him, Nick.
Please.
Please! I-I can't.
I'm sorry.
You can't.
Because you are him.
[ Voice breaking .]
You doomed me to stay in this place forever.
You've doomed yourself.
I know.
I'm sorry.
Where are you going? Wherever it's darkest.
Wherever he is.
Nick! [ Door opens .]
[ Door closes .]
[ Owl hooting .]
Dr.
Rashad: You're making the right choice.
Your uncle's in a persistent vegetative state, being kept alive by machinery and nothing else.
Sometimes letting go is the right choice.
Tell me about it.
Just coincidental, you all being here at the same time.
Dr.
Novak, meet, uh -- Yes, I know.
I know these gentlemen.
Mr.
Winchester and the other Mr.
Winchester.
- Doctor.
- Doctor.
So, Dr.
Rashad, you were saying there's been no improvement with our uncle? That's right.
There's no real brain activity to speak of.
Um, nothing beyond the occasional muscle spasm or, uh, babble of words.
Strictly reflexive.
W-What kind of babbled word? Follow me.
So, "Doctor," checking in on old Uncle Donny, huh? Hey, Dean.
What happened to him -- that was my fault.
It was necessary.
But doesn't mean I don't regret it.
It doesn't mean that I don't wish that there could've been another way.
I know the feeling.
Oh, no.
No, please don't compare this with your suicidal plan.
- Just stop.
-Okay.
All right.
Why don't we talk about that later? Because, according to your plan, there won't be a later.
Cassif you were a friend of mine, then you will understand that I have to do this and you won't try to stop me.
You think this is easy on me? It has to be done.
So, then, this is goodbye? Sam: Guys.
Check this out.
Okay, so, a couple days ago, Donatello started making some, uh, random noises.
Uh, Dr.
Rashad thought he might be coming out of it, so he shot this video.
[ Beeps .]
Boh ray, kah lah teh nee hoh.
Rah may lah ray kee doh.
That's Enochian.
He's saying, "I will strike down the firstborn in the land of Egypt.
I-I will execute judgment.
" Well, that's the same thing that that screwed-up new prophet was spouting.
Donatello's mind is fighting to rebuild.
It's -- It's like he's trying to organize his his memories, the words of God.
So that's what Tony was picking up on.
Well, then, I-I can fix him.
Wait.
How? I thought he was too far gone.
Dean, if there's a spark -- a hope -- then I have to try.
You taught me that.
Get out.
[ Monitor beeping .]
What? You heard him.
You said you wanted to discontinue treatments.
And now we've changed our minds.
Look, if there's a chance that Donatello could fight through this, then we're gonna take it.
He ain't leaving the party if the music's still playing.
Clear? [ Monitor beeping .]
[ Beeping fades .]
[ Sighs .]
You all right? If Cass isn't right about Donatello, then where does that leave him? Trapped.
Trapped in his own body somewhere between life and death.
It's just tough to think about somebody going through that.
Then don't.
Thinking -- highly overrated.
Easy for you to say.
No, it's not, actually.
Whatever's gonna happen with Donatello, we'll know soon.
Right.
And then what? Nothing's changed, Sam.
[ Monitor beeping .]
Hey.
Anything? Something.
Something uncertain.
Well, what exactly are you looking for? That.
Donatello? We should turn off these machines.
Whoa.
Wait, wait.
He could die.
There's only one way to find out.
[ Switch clicks, machine beeps .]
[ Monitor beeping .]
[ Breathing deeply .]
[ Beeping slows .]
[ Gasps .]
[ Gasping .]
[ Chuckling .]
Hey.
Welcome back, champ.
[ Muffled .]
Dean? Get him his glasses.
Now, look at that.
[ Clicks tongue .]
It's a miracle.
Um Would you like more grape Jell-O? Well, a-actually, I'd prefer a bucket of extra-crispy buffalo wings with a side of Tex-Mex sauce.
Okay.
Take it easy, cowboy.
You just got back.
He is back, isn't he? I mean, this isn't some kind of evil, weird version? No.
This is the -- the regular him.
But, umhe -- he -- he doesn't have a soul.
Hm.
Well, nobody's perfect.
Guys, w-what happened? Did I work too much? Overload on Enochian? Hm.
Cass will catch you up.
Jell-O? [ Owl hooting .]
[ Train horn blares in distance .]
Where's the party? It's right here.
I mean, we're celebrating, right? [ Train horn blares in distance .]
- Okay.
- Yeah, but not too much.
Tomorrow morning, we're, uh, back on track.
No rest for the self-destructive.
[ Chuckles .]
Well, I would call this a win.
Kind of nice.
We're going out on a high.
"Going out" being the operative phrase.
Sorry.
"Sorry.
" [ Laughs .]
How sorry are you? Sorry that you fight to keep Donatello alive, but when it comes to you, you just throw in the towel? Or are you sorry that, after all these years, our entire lives, a-after I've looked up to you, after I've learned from you, I-I-I've copied you, I followed you to Hell and back, are you sorry that all of that -- it -- it -- it means nothing now? - Who's saying that? -You are, when you tell me I have to kill you.
When you're telling me that I have to just throw away everything we stand for, throw away faith, throw away family.
We're the guys who save the world.
We don't just check out of it! Sam, I have tried everything.
Everything! I got one card left to play, and I have to play it.
You have one card today! But we'll find another tomorrow.
But if you quit on us today, there won't be no tomorrow! You tell me, uh, you don't know what else to do.
I don't either, Dean.
Not yet.
But what you're doing now, i-it's -- it's wrong! It's quitting! I mean, l-look what just happened.
Donatello never quit fighting.
So we could help him because he gave up.
[ Can thuds .]
I believe in us, Dean.
[ Grunts .]
I believe in us.
Hey, hey, hey, hey! [ Strained .]
Why don't you believe in us, too? Okay, Sam.
Let's go home.
What? Let's go home.
Maybe Billie's wrong.
Maybe.
But I do believe in us.
I believe in all of us.
And I'll keep believing until I can't.
Until there's absolutely no other way.
But when that day comes -- if that day comes Sam, you have to take it for what it is -- the end.
And you have to promise me that you'll do then what you can't do now, and that's let me go.
And put me in that box.
You, too.
Yeah, all right.
All right.
All right.
Now, you heard me.
Let's go home.
Just don't hit me again, okay? [ Car door creaks open .]
[ Car door closes .]
[ Car door closes .]
[ Car door creaks .]
[ Seat creaks .]
[ Engine starts .]
Camp: Who are you? We're the guys that save that world.
- What are you doing? - What I have to.
[ Donatello screams .]
He's brain dead.
Machines keeping him breathing.
It's like you said, Dean.
Whatever it takes.
[ Bones crack .]
- [ Grunts .]
Huh? - [ Screams .]
Nick said when he left he was just gonna go home.
I-I didn't know he was Killing people? Nick: My whole family was slaughtered.
[ Blow landing .]
[ Grunts .]
The best thing I could hope for is that I catch the monster who did it.
Frank: There's this guy.
He said his name was "Abraxas.
" No way.
Nick? Aah! [ Screaming .]
[ Energy crackling .]
You couldn't fix me 'cause I don't want to be fixed.
I can feel him in my head.
Michael gets out, that's it for this world.
Billie said that there's only one way that this ends right.
A Ma'lak box.
Secured and warded.
Once insidenothing gets out, not even an archangel.
Plan is to charter a boat to take me out to the Pacific.
Splash.
You and Michael, trapped together -- for eternity? It's the only sane play I've got.
[ Water bubbling .]
[ Thumping on metal .]
[ Breathing shakily .]
[ Metal creaking .]
[ Breathing shakily .]
[ Breathing steadies .]
[ Loud creaking .]
[ Pounding on metal .]
No.
No! [ Pounding continues .]
[ Grunts .]
Sam! [ Metal creaking .]
[ Gasps .]
[ Creaking continues .]
Sam! [ Pounding continues .]
[ Gasping .]
No, no, no, no! [ Beeps .]
What? Sam? Sammy? [ Metal creaking .]
Sammy! Supernatural 14x12 Prophet and Loss [ Gasps .]
[ Breathing heavily .]
Oh, hey.
Didn't mean to wake you.
Sorry.
No, it's just a bad dream.
Dean: [ Echoing .]
Sammy? It's fine.
You want to talk about it? No, I'm -- No, I'm okay.
What are you doing? Why don't you get some sleep? You know, Dean, you don't have to act like what you're planning to do is just business as usual.
I-I know you're scared.
Never said I wasn't scared.
- But it doesn't matter.
-Doesn't matter? Dean, we know we could die, uh, doing what we do.
It's always a possibility.
But what you're talking about is far worse than death.
Michael's an archangel.
He could literally keep you buried in a coffin, alive, forever.
Okay.
I get it.
But what's the other option, huh? Michael gets outta my head and ends the world? 'Cause it's all right there in Billie's book.
Yeah, but that's only if don't find another way to take Michael off the board, and there has to be another way.
And what is that other way? Exactly.
[ Footsteps .]
[ Door closes .]
[ Dramatic music plays .]
[ Whimpering .]
[ Whimpering continues .]
[ Whimpering continues .]
[ Crying .]
[ Grunting .]
[ Hinges creak lightly .]
[ Grunting .]
[ Gasping .]
Aah! [ Grunts .]
Help, please! Please! No! [ Groaning .]
Please! No! [ Gasping, coughs .]
[ Muffled screaming continues .]
[ Water splashing .]
[ Grunting .]
[ Indistinct whispering .]
[ Whispering grows louder .]
[ Door opens .]
[ Beep in distance .]
[ Woman speaking indistinctly over P.
A.
.]
[ Door closes .]
Okay, sunshine.
Soup's on.
And bad as the food is here? Gourmet compared to what you'll be gettin' in jail, soenjoy.
When am I getting out of here? [ Exhales slowly .]
I'm not sure.
At least four jurisdictions want to prosecute.
You were a busy bee.
Yeah, what went down none of that was my fault.
Right.
'Cause you were "possessed.
" By "Satan.
" And that's real.
That's a real thing, okay? And he left me, but it changed me.
Listen, you piece of crap.
You want to say the Devil made you do it, well, you stick with that.
'Cause either way, you're gonna be locked up for the rest of your life.
You're done.
You're buried.
[ Door opens .]
[ Door closes .]
[ Engine rumbling gently .]
[ Engine stops .]
[ Car door opens .]
Hey.
Man, I-I just want to make sure that you're still with me on this thing.
You're gonna see it through to the end.
Well, I gave you my word, didn't I? Okay, all right.
Just, you know, after what you said last night, I-I-I don't need you and Mom coming up with some way to stop me.
You know, Mom hates this.
I hate this.
I know.
And Cass and Jack, you haven't even told them.
Okay, well, yeah, that's because I'm not good with the whole big goodbyes, all right? I-I-I don't need to get shaky on this thing.
Wouldn't be the worst thing.
You know what Michael wants to do, you know that this will stop it, and you know that there's no other way.
So just put the end of this trip out of your head, okay? [ Leather squeaks .]
[ Car door closes .]
[ Cellphone beeps .]
[ Cellphone ringing .]
[ Cellphone beeps .]
Sam.
Cass.
[ Sighs .]
Were you able to talk him out of it? No.
So I'm counting on you.
Um, any luck? I-I did as you asked.
I've -- I've looked for any possible way to forcibly extract Michael and destroy him.
- But so far, nothing.
- And what about Rowena? She went through the entire Book of the Damned and found nothing.
And I told her to do it again, see if she missed something, and, uh well, the woman has a remarkable command of profanity.
All right, thanks.
Uh, keep going.
Sam.
Maybe if I spoke with Dean It wouldn't matter.
Believe me, I-I've never seen him like this.
He won't listen to me.
H-He just -- No.
If we don't find some way [ Door closes .]
Dean's gone.
[ Sirens wailing in distance .]
[ Car door opens .]
[ Car door closes .]
[ Muffled groaning .]
Man: "For I will strike down the firstborn in the land of Egypt" [ Muffled .]
What are you doing? [ Grunting .]
"And against all the gods of Egypt I will execute judgment.
" [ Muffled .]
You don't have to do this.
No.
Please, no! [ Knife plunging .]
[ Choking .]
[ Exhales deeply .]
[ Knife cutting .]
[ Thunder rumbling .]
[ Indistinct whispering .]
"I am the Lord.
" [ Pounding on door .]
[ Michael screaming .]
You ever think about when we were kids? Maybe.
Yeah, sure.
Sometimes.
W-Why? I know I wasn't always the greatest brother to you.
Dean, you were the one who was always there for me.
The only one.
I mean, you practically [Chuckling.]
raised me.
I know things got dicey you know, with Dad the way he was.
And I just I didn't always look out for you the way that I should've.
I mean, I had my own stuff, you know.
In order to keep the peace, probably looked like I took his side quite a bit.
Sometimes, when I was when I was away, you know it wasn't 'cause I just ran out, right? Dad would He would send me away when I really pissed him off.
I think you knew that.
Man, I left that behind a long time ago.
I had to.
And if we're gonna get through this, I-I have to do like you said and try and keep my mind off of where we're going.
So if we could not have conversations that sound like deathbed apologies, I would really appreciate it.
Right, yeah.
Nick: Answer me.
Answer me.
You owe me that.
I think God's pretty done with you.
Why would you even bother praying to him? I wouldn't.
Could you do me a solid? I have to use the can.
[ Beep in distance .]
Oh, come on.
Seriously? Come on, man, give me a little bit of -- a little dignity.
I got, uh -- I got, uh, cuffs.
I got a bum leg.
What the heck am I gonna do? [ Sighs .]
Thank you.
You know the drill.
Hands behind your back.
Yeah.
[ Groans .]
[ Handcuffs clinking .]
[ Handcuff click .]
[ Grunts .]
[ Grunts .]
[ Clatters .]
[ Grunting .]
[ Groaning softly .]
[ Keys jingle .]
[ Handcuff clicks .]
[ Groaning continues .]
Listen, I, uh -- I'm pretty sure I found us a case.
A case? Yeah.
You know this trip isn't about finding a case.
I know, I know, but -- but it's on the way -- uh, Fort Dodge, Iowa.
And if we can help, then shouldn't we? It's on the way.
Maybe.
Yeah.
"One last case for the Winchester boys.
" Don't -- [ Stammers .]
You had to go there.
Okay, j-just There have been at least two murders.
Uh, one was just tonight, and the police reports say, a couple days ago, a woman drowned in, uh, bloody, red saltwater.
Like seawater? Yeah, except there's no sea around here.
And then, tonight, a guy had his throat slit.
Both bodies were dumped in alleys.
The murders happened somewhere else.
And both vics had graffiti carved in them.
- "Graffiti"? - That's what the cops said.
But, uh it wasn't "graffiti.
" - Enochian.
- Yeah.
- Yeah? - Uh, sir, FBI.
Sam: We're here to talk to you about your brother, Alan.
[ Door creaks lightly .]
Oh.
Well, definitely brothers.
Uh, Alan was my twin.
I'm Eddie.
I can't believe he's gone.
We were close.
[ Voice breaking .]
Best friends.
Alan always said he was my "big brother," 'cause he was born first.
[ Voice breaking .]
By, like, four minutes.
Losing him is like losing a part of myself.
I never knew it could be this bad.
Cops said your brother was connected to, uh, another victim.
Yeah, I-I know.
Uh They both had that graffiti carved in them.
What kind of monster does that? A-Actually, it wasn't, um It wasn't graffiti.
It was, uh It was an ancient language.
It meant, um, "I am the Word.
" What? Was your brother a very religious man? No.
Not really.
Did he know anyone who was? Well, I mean, most of the people we know, uh, they're Church on Easter types except -- - Except what? There's this guy, Tony Alvarez.
Him and Alan were friends.
He was always quoting stuff that sounded like it came from the Bible.
Can I see that paper again? Of course.
[ Paper rustles .]
This is Tony before he got too weird.
There, on his arm.
It's Enochian.
It means "the Word.
" A killer who reads and writes Enochian? M-Maybe some kind of screwed-up angel? I suppose Tony could have said "yes" and gotten possessed, but there aren't that many angels around anymore.
Well, no, angels aren't the only ones who know Enochian.
[ Cellphone ringing .]
[ Cellphone beeps .]
Dean! It's so good to hear from you.
Okay.
Well.
Good.
Uh [clears throat.]
listen, Cass.
Uh, Sam and I are working this case.
You're working a case? That is so good to hear.
So I assume that means you're not going through with it, because I have to say, Dean, this plan of yours, it was born of -- of desperation, not reason.
My "plan"? I-I know that I'm not supposed to know what I know, but Look, I'm fine with my plan, okay? We can talk about my plan later.
Dean.
You are making a terrible mistake.
Does the name "Tony Alvarez" mean anything to you? - Y-Yes.
- Say more.
Antonio Alvarez is -- is next in line to be prophet when Donatello dies.
- Okay.
Thanks, Cass.
- Wait, Dean, Dean.
We need to have a conversation.
Look, I really got to handle this right now, okay? So thank you, and, uh it's good to hear your voice.
Dean? [ Cellphone beeps .]
- Really? - Dean, it's Cass.
I had to tell him.
Well, it turns out that Alan's friend Tony is a killer prophet.
How's that even possible? I guess anyone can be a prophet, right? [ Monitor beeping .]
Not like there's a-a background check or anything.
Yeah, but before one reveals itself, the previous one has to die.
So does that mean Donatello's dead? Dr.
Rashad? Hi.
It's Dean Winchester.
Yes, yeah.
We -- W-We've spoken before.
Uh, I'm Donatello Redfield's nephew.
Yeah, how is -- how is Donatello? He's, um He's still alive, right? [ Dog barking in distance .]
Uh-huh.
Well, Uncle Donny's a fighter.
You keep me posted, okay? [ Cellphone beeps .]
He's still with us.
So, wait a second.
I-If Donatello is still technically online, then -- then why is Tony Alvarez off the bench? Let's ask him.
[ Door creaks .]
[ Tense music plays .]
Dean: Tony Alvarez? [ Door closes .]
Wow.
Enochian 101.
Looks like a whole semester of Prophet-speak.
[ Camera shutter clicking .]
[ Light switch clicks .]
Sam: Wow.
Hey, check this out.
Are these future vics? I don't know.
But these look familiar.
Hmm.
Well, he likes souvenirs.
Explains how our lady Vic drowned.
[ Pictures gently thump .]
Look at this.
It's all "word of God" and "divine retribution.
" I-I mean, slaughter of firstborn sons, the -- the drowning of Egyptians in the Red Sea Wait, wait, wait.
So, Alan was the oldest of the twin, right? - Yeah.
- So firstborn.
- Of course.
- And then she died in salty, bloody water.
The "red sea.
" So then, what's next up? Hey, Dean.
"And there went out fire from the Lord and devoured them.
" Hey, Sam.
Check this out.
[ Breathing shakily .]
[ Rope creaking .]
[ Breathing shakily .]
[ Exhales sharply .]
Hey.
Y-You don't have to do this.
You don't have to do it.
[ Breathing shakily .]
Whatever you what, I'll give you anything.
No! [ Grunts .]
[ Liquid pouring .]
Let me go, please! "And the son of Aaron offered strange fire to the Lord" I'll do anything you want! - "which he commanded them not.
" - No! "There went out fire from the Lord and devoured him and he died before the Lord.
" What are you doing? Come back! Please, come on! Whatever you want, I-I'll give you anything! Please! The pain becomes salvation.
What are you doing? No, no, no! [ Gasping .]
[ Whooshing echoes .]
No! [ Screaming .]
[ Grunting .]
[ Both grunting .]
[ Knife cuts .]
Go on.
Get out of here.
Go.
Now.
[ Grunting .]
Sam? Sam! [ Breathing heavily .]
Tony Alvarez, right? And who are you? [ Grunts .]
You can't -- You can't do this.
I'm doing God's work.
I'm carrying out his orders.
You think God spoke to you? I-I've been chosen.
I hear his voice in my head.
Yeah? What's he saying now? Nothing.
Yeah.
'Cause whatever you heard, it wasn't God.
Those people you killed were innocent.
Please! [ Choking .]
You're not chosen, pal.
You're just a psycho.
[ Grunts .]
[ Breathes sharply .]
No.
So, what if he is hearing something, right? I mean, what if, uh -- what if he's picking up some sort of vibe from Donatello, you know? No, no - Donatello's out cold.
-No Yeah, so we think -- he's out cold.
[ Grunting .]
No! No, no, no.
[ All grunting .]
Ohh! Ohh! He's got my gun! Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Hey, hey.
No, no, no.
Wait.
Stop.
Hey, stop.
Stop, stop, stop.
[ Stammers .]
- No, no, no! - Wait -- [ Gunshot, metal clinks .]
[ Breathing heavily .]
Sam: So, then, this might not end with Tony Alvarez.
Because the next prophet's gonna show up somewhere, a-and -- and the crazy could start all over again.
By the way, Cass [exhales sharply.]
I thought there could only be one prophet at a time.
Cass: Yeah, there should, but Donatello is between life and death.
I mean, you know, perhaps the next prophet was activated before his time? - And went all Hannibal? - The natural order's been upset.
Perhaps Donatello's state has created a prophet who's not only premature but malformed.
Okay.
But if Tony was wired wrong because of Donatello, then the next prophet will be wired wrong, as well, and then the next and the next and the -- the next and How do we end this? [ Solemn music plays .]
You know how.
[ Glass shatters .]
[ Debris rustles .]
[ Door closes .]
[ Clicks .]
[ Baby crying through monitor .]
[ Crying continues .]
[ Noises stop .]
[ Exhales shakily .]
[ Ice crackling .]
[ Cabinets banging .]
[ Electricity crackling .]
Nick? Is that you? Yes, Nick.
Lucifer? Sarah.
Your wife.
Sarah? As in the ghost of Sarah? - Yes.
- I don't understand.
What -- What are you doing here? I never left.
I'm held here by unfinished business.
Oh, my God.
My unsolved murder, and Teddy's.
[ Voice breaking .]
Sarah, I I've missed you.
[ Breathes sharply .]
I never thought I'd see you again.
I'm so sorry.
No, Nick.
You're not.
But I found who killed you, Sarah.
A cop -- Frank Kellogg.
I mean, not a cop -- a demon.
[ Sniffles .]
It's not Frank -- it's, uh, Abraxas.
Uh, it's confusing, but I found him.
I killed him.
It.
Whatever.
I got you justice, Sarah.
You're free.
You could leave.
And what about Lucifer? What about him? He's dead.
My unfinished business isn't just about how I died, Nick.
It's you.
[ Voice breaking .]
I was here that night.
I saw what he did to you.
I You chose Lucifer.
You wanted him.
You You still do.
[ Softly .]
He chose me, okay? You didn't come here to find peace.
You came here to find him in the place where you became one with him.
No.
Then show me I'm wrong.
Reject Lucifer right now.
If you do, I can leave.
I can find peace.
Reject him, Nick.
Please.
Please! I-I can't.
I'm sorry.
You can't.
Because you are him.
[ Voice breaking .]
You doomed me to stay in this place forever.
You've doomed yourself.
I know.
I'm sorry.
Where are you going? Wherever it's darkest.
Wherever he is.
Nick! [ Door opens .]
[ Door closes .]
[ Owl hooting .]
Dr.
Rashad: You're making the right choice.
Your uncle's in a persistent vegetative state, being kept alive by machinery and nothing else.
Sometimes letting go is the right choice.
Tell me about it.
Just coincidental, you all being here at the same time.
Dr.
Novak, meet, uh -- Yes, I know.
I know these gentlemen.
Mr.
Winchester and the other Mr.
Winchester.
- Doctor.
- Doctor.
So, Dr.
Rashad, you were saying there's been no improvement with our uncle? That's right.
There's no real brain activity to speak of.
Um, nothing beyond the occasional muscle spasm or, uh, babble of words.
Strictly reflexive.
W-What kind of babbled word? Follow me.
So, "Doctor," checking in on old Uncle Donny, huh? Hey, Dean.
What happened to him -- that was my fault.
It was necessary.
But doesn't mean I don't regret it.
It doesn't mean that I don't wish that there could've been another way.
I know the feeling.
Oh, no.
No, please don't compare this with your suicidal plan.
- Just stop.
-Okay.
All right.
Why don't we talk about that later? Because, according to your plan, there won't be a later.
Cassif you were a friend of mine, then you will understand that I have to do this and you won't try to stop me.
You think this is easy on me? It has to be done.
So, then, this is goodbye? Sam: Guys.
Check this out.
Okay, so, a couple days ago, Donatello started making some, uh, random noises.
Uh, Dr.
Rashad thought he might be coming out of it, so he shot this video.
[ Beeps .]
Boh ray, kah lah teh nee hoh.
Rah may lah ray kee doh.
That's Enochian.
He's saying, "I will strike down the firstborn in the land of Egypt.
I-I will execute judgment.
" Well, that's the same thing that that screwed-up new prophet was spouting.
Donatello's mind is fighting to rebuild.
It's -- It's like he's trying to organize his his memories, the words of God.
So that's what Tony was picking up on.
Well, then, I-I can fix him.
Wait.
How? I thought he was too far gone.
Dean, if there's a spark -- a hope -- then I have to try.
You taught me that.
Get out.
[ Monitor beeping .]
What? You heard him.
You said you wanted to discontinue treatments.
And now we've changed our minds.
Look, if there's a chance that Donatello could fight through this, then we're gonna take it.
He ain't leaving the party if the music's still playing.
Clear? [ Monitor beeping .]
[ Beeping fades .]
[ Sighs .]
You all right? If Cass isn't right about Donatello, then where does that leave him? Trapped.
Trapped in his own body somewhere between life and death.
It's just tough to think about somebody going through that.
Then don't.
Thinking -- highly overrated.
Easy for you to say.
No, it's not, actually.
Whatever's gonna happen with Donatello, we'll know soon.
Right.
And then what? Nothing's changed, Sam.
[ Monitor beeping .]
Hey.
Anything? Something.
Something uncertain.
Well, what exactly are you looking for? That.
Donatello? We should turn off these machines.
Whoa.
Wait, wait.
He could die.
There's only one way to find out.
[ Switch clicks, machine beeps .]
[ Monitor beeping .]
[ Breathing deeply .]
[ Beeping slows .]
[ Gasps .]
[ Gasping .]
[ Chuckling .]
Hey.
Welcome back, champ.
[ Muffled .]
Dean? Get him his glasses.
Now, look at that.
[ Clicks tongue .]
It's a miracle.
Um Would you like more grape Jell-O? Well, a-actually, I'd prefer a bucket of extra-crispy buffalo wings with a side of Tex-Mex sauce.
Okay.
Take it easy, cowboy.
You just got back.
He is back, isn't he? I mean, this isn't some kind of evil, weird version? No.
This is the -- the regular him.
But, umhe -- he -- he doesn't have a soul.
Hm.
Well, nobody's perfect.
Guys, w-what happened? Did I work too much? Overload on Enochian? Hm.
Cass will catch you up.
Jell-O? [ Owl hooting .]
[ Train horn blares in distance .]
Where's the party? It's right here.
I mean, we're celebrating, right? [ Train horn blares in distance .]
- Okay.
- Yeah, but not too much.
Tomorrow morning, we're, uh, back on track.
No rest for the self-destructive.
[ Chuckles .]
Well, I would call this a win.
Kind of nice.
We're going out on a high.
"Going out" being the operative phrase.
Sorry.
"Sorry.
" [ Laughs .]
How sorry are you? Sorry that you fight to keep Donatello alive, but when it comes to you, you just throw in the towel? Or are you sorry that, after all these years, our entire lives, a-after I've looked up to you, after I've learned from you, I-I-I've copied you, I followed you to Hell and back, are you sorry that all of that -- it -- it -- it means nothing now? - Who's saying that? -You are, when you tell me I have to kill you.
When you're telling me that I have to just throw away everything we stand for, throw away faith, throw away family.
We're the guys who save the world.
We don't just check out of it! Sam, I have tried everything.
Everything! I got one card left to play, and I have to play it.
You have one card today! But we'll find another tomorrow.
But if you quit on us today, there won't be no tomorrow! You tell me, uh, you don't know what else to do.
I don't either, Dean.
Not yet.
But what you're doing now, i-it's -- it's wrong! It's quitting! I mean, l-look what just happened.
Donatello never quit fighting.
So we could help him because he gave up.
[ Can thuds .]
I believe in us, Dean.
[ Grunts .]
I believe in us.
Hey, hey, hey, hey! [ Strained .]
Why don't you believe in us, too? Okay, Sam.
Let's go home.
What? Let's go home.
Maybe Billie's wrong.
Maybe.
But I do believe in us.
I believe in all of us.
And I'll keep believing until I can't.
Until there's absolutely no other way.
But when that day comes -- if that day comes Sam, you have to take it for what it is -- the end.
And you have to promise me that you'll do then what you can't do now, and that's let me go.
And put me in that box.
You, too.
Yeah, all right.
All right.
All right.
Now, you heard me.
Let's go home.
Just don't hit me again, okay? [ Car door creaks open .]
[ Car door closes .]
[ Car door closes .]
[ Car door creaks .]
[ Seat creaks .]
[ Engine starts .]