Supernatural (TV Series)

Heaven and Hell (2008)

Jensen Ackles: Dean Winchester

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• [last lines] 

  Dean Winchester : They sliced and carved and tore me in ways that you- Until there was nothing left. And then suddenly, I would be whole again, like magic. Just so they could start in all over. And Alastair, at the end of every day, every one, he would come over and he would make me an offer to take me off the rack if I put souls on. If I started the torturing. And every day I told him to stick it where the sun shines. For thirty years I told him. But then I couldn't do it anymore, Sammy. I couldn't. Then I got off that rack, God help me I got right off it, and I started ripping them apart. I lost count of how many souls. The things that I did to them.

  Sam Winchester : Dean... Dean, look you held out for thirty years. That's longer than any one would've.

  Dean Winchester : How I feel, this... inside me, I wish I couldn't feel anything, Sammy. I wish I couldn't feel a damn thing.

• Ruby : [at Dean's chuckle]  What?

  Dean Winchester : Nothing. It's just, an angel and a demon riding in the back seat. It's like the setup to a bad joke. Or a Penthouse forum letter.

  Sam Winchester : Dude, reality. Porn.

  Dean Winchester : You call this reality?

• Dean Winchester : We're here!

  Sam Winchester : Pamela, hey!

  Pamela Barnes : Sam?

  Sam Winchester : Yeah, it's me. It's Sam.

  Pamela Barnes : Sam?

  Sam Winchester : Yeah.

  Pamela Barnes : Sam, is that you?

  Sam Winchester : I'm right here.

  Pamela Barnes : Ohh... Know how I can tell?

  [grabs Sam's butt, he is taken aback] 

  Pamela Barnes : That perky little ass of yours. You could bounce a nickel off that thing! Of course I know it's you, Grumpy.

  [nods toward Ruby and Anna] 

  Pamela Barnes : Same way I know that's a demon, and that poor girl is Anna. And that you've been eyeing my rack!

  [Sam is flustered] 

  Pamela Barnes : Don't sweat it, kiddo.

• Dean Winchester : Can I ask you something? What do they want me for? Why did they save me?

  Anna Milton : I'm sorry. The angels aren't talking about it, and it was after I fell.

  Dean Winchester : That's another question. Why would you fall? Why would you want to be one of us?

  Anna Milton : You don't mean that.

  Dean Winchester : I don't? A bunch of, of miserable bastards, I mean, eating, crapping, confused, afraid...

  Anna Milton : I dunno, there's loyalty, forgiveness... love?

  Dean Winchester : Pain?

  Anna Milton : Chocolate cake.

  Dean Winchester : Guilt?

  Anna Milton : [firmly]  Sex.

  Dean Winchester : Yeah, you got me there.

  Anna Milton : I mean it. Every emotion, Dean. Even the bad ones. It's why I fell. It's why... why I'd give *anything* not to have to go back. Anything.

  Dean Winchester : Feelings are overrated if you ask me.

  Anna Milton : Beats being an angel.

  Dean Winchester : How's that possible? You guys are powerful, perfect. You don't doubt yourselves. Or God, or anything!

  Anna Milton : Perfect! Like a marble statue. Cold, no choice, only obedience? Dean, do you know how many angels have actually *seen* God? Seen his face?

  Dean Winchester : [shrugs]  All of you?

  Anna Milton : Four angels. Four. And I'm not one of them.

  Dean Winchester : That's it? Well then how do you even know that there is a God?

  Anna Milton : We have to take it on faith. Which we're killed if we don't have.

  Dean Winchester : Huh.

  Anna Milton : I was stationed on Earth, two thousand years. Just... watching. Silent, invisible... out on the road, *sick* for home, waiting on orders from an unknowable Father I can't begin to understand, so don't tell me that...

  [Dean chuckles] 

  Anna Milton : What is so funny? What?

  Dean Winchester : Nothing, sorry, it's just... I can relate.

• Dean Winchester : It wasn't four months, you know.

  Sam Winchester : What?

  Dean Winchester : It was four months up here, but down there... I don't know, time's different. It was more like forty years.

• Sam Winchester : Where's Bobby?

  Dean Winchester : The Dominican. Said we break anything, we buy it.

  Sam Winchester : Is he working a job?

  Dean Winchester : God, I hope so. Otherwise, he's at Hedonism in a banana hammock and a trucker cap.

  Sam Winchester : Now that's seared in my brain.

• Dean Winchester : [to Uriel, about Anna's Grace]  Why don't you just give her back her angel juice?