Supernatural (TV Series)
Two Minutes to Midnight (2010)
Jensen Ackles: Dean Winchester
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Quotes
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Crowley : [to Bobby] Go ahead. Tell them. There's no shame in it.
Sam Winchester : Bobby? Tell us what?
Bobby Singer : World's gonna end. Seems stupid to get all precious over one little... soul.
Dean Winchester : You sold your soul?
Crowley : Oh, more like pawned it. I fully intend to give it back.
Dean Winchester : Well, then give it back!
Crowley : I will.
Dean Winchester : Now!
Sam Winchester : Did you kiss him?
Dean Winchester : Sam.
Sam Winchester : I was just wondering.
Bobby Singer : [innocently] No!
[Crowley shows a picture of his cellphone of them kissing]
Bobby Singer : Why'd you take a picture?
Crowley : Why do you have to use tongue?
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Dean Winchester : I gotta ask, how old are you?
Death : As old as God. Maybe older. Neither of us can remember anymore. Life, death, chicken, egg - regardless, at the end, I'll reap Him too.
Dean Winchester : God? You'll reap God?
Death : Oh, yes. God will die too, Dean.
Dean Winchester : ...This is way above my pay grade.
Death : Just a bit.
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Sam Winchester : The last thing Pestilence said, "It's too late."
Bobby Singer : He get specific?
Sam Winchester : No.
Dean Winchester : We're just a little freaked out that he might have left a bomb somewhere. So please tell us you have actual good news.
Bobby Singer : Chicago's about to be wiped off the map. Storm of the millennium. Sets off a daisy chain of natural disasters. Three million are gonna die.
Dean Winchester : Huh.
Castiel : [at Bobby] I don't understand your definition of good news.
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Dean Winchester : [Seeing Bobby walk into the tool shed] How'd it go at the Rockettes audition?
Bobby Singer : Uhhhh... High kick's fair. Boobs need work.
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Castiel : [Contacting Dean via phone from a hospital after they defeated Zachariah] You said no to Michael. I owe you an apology.
Dean Winchester : Cas. It's okay.
Castiel : [Sincere] You are not the burnt and broken shell of a man that I believed you to be.
Dean Winchester : [Trying to keep the sarcasm from his voice] Thank you.
[pause]
Dean Winchester : I appreciate that.
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Dean Winchester : [Packing the Impala while Sam walks over, sighing heavily] Lemme guess. We're about to have a talk.
Sam Winchester : Look, Dean, um. For the record, I agree with you. About me. You think I'm too weak to take on Lucifer? Well, so do I. Believe me, I know exactly how screwed up I am. You. Bobby. Cas. I'm the least of any of you.
Dean Winchester : Oh, Sam...
Sam Winchester : It's true. It is. But... I'm also all we got. If there was another way... But, I don't think there is. There's just me. So, I don't know what else to do except just try to do what's gotta be done.
[They look at each other, and are interrupted by Crowley who appears behind them]
Crowley : Aaaaand... scene.
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Death : Sit down. It took you long enough to find me. I've been wanting to talk to you.
Dean Winchester : [fearful, cautious] I gotta say... mixed feelings about that. So, is this the part where...
[clears his throat]
Dean Winchester : Where you kill me?
[He tries to smile bravely. Death gives Dean a long look, and Dean's smile slowly disappears]
Death : [very measured and calm] You have an inflated sense of your importance. To a thing like me, a thing like you, well... Think how you'd feel if a bacterium sat at your table and started to get snarky. This is one little planet in one tiny solar system in a galaxy that's barely out of its diapers. I'm old, Dean. Very old. So, I invite you to contemplate how insignificant I find you.
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Dean Winchester : [Trying to bluff his way into the security room of a convalescent home] Hey. Hi, uh, I'm looking for my nana. Her name is Eunice... Kennedy.
Security Guard : Go around front and see the nurse.
Dean Winchester : [Realizes it's not working, so he steps in and closes the door] You mind just helping me out, sir? Uh, she's about, uh... oh about that small,
[Holds his hand about waist high as the guard leans forward in his chair]
Dean Winchester : gray hair, wears diapers.
[He punches the guard who falls backward, out cold. Then he bangs on the door]
Sam Winchester : [Steps inside and closes the door] Eunice Kennedy?
Dean Winchester : That's the beauty about improv, Sammy. You never know what's gonna come outta your mouth.
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Sam Winchester : [They are both weak, in pain, retching and fighting off unconsciousness as they struggle to move down the hall towards Pestilence] We must be getting close.
Dean Winchester : Ya think?
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Dean Winchester : Alright, well. Good luck stopping the whole zombie apocalypse.
Sam Winchester : Yeah. Good luck killing Death.
Dean Winchester : Yeah.
Sam Winchester : Remember when we used to just... hunt wendigos? How simple things were?
Dean Winchester : Not really.
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Dean Winchester : We thought you were dead. Where are you?
Castiel : A hospital.
Dean Winchester : Are you okay?
Castiel : No.
Dean Winchester : [Long silence] You wanna elaborate?
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Castiel : You could say my batteries are drained.
Dean Winchester : What, you're out of angel mojo?
Castiel : I'm saying that I am thirsty and my head aches. I have a bug bite that itches no matter how much I scratch.
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Dean Winchester : So, why am I still breathing? Sitting here with you... what do you want?
Death : [He shows the first spark of emotion] The leash around my neck, off! Lucifer has me bound to him. Some unseemly little spell. He has me where he wants, when he wants. That's why I couldn't go to you. I had to wait for you to catch up. He's made me his weapon. Hurricanes. Floods. Raising the dead. I'm more powerful than you can process, and I'm enslaved to a bratty child having a tantrum.
Dean Winchester : And you think... *I* can unbind you?
Death : There's your ridiculous bravado again. Of course, you can't. But, you can help take the bullets out of Lucifer's gun.
[Holds up his hand with his ring]
Death : I understand you want this.
Dean Winchester : Yeah.
Death : I'm inclined to give it to you.
Dean Winchester : To give it to me.
Death : That's what I said.
Dean Winchester : What about... Chicago?
Death : [pauses as lightning strikes outside] I suppose it can stay. I like the pizza.
[He takes off the ring]
Death : There are conditions.
Dean Winchester : Okay. Like?
Death : You have to do whatever it takes to put Lucifer in his cell.
Dean Winchester : Of course.
Death : *Whatever* it takes.
Dean Winchester : That's the plan.
Death : No. No plan. Not yet. Your brother? He's the one that can stop Lucifer. The *only* one.
Dean Winchester : What, you think...
Death : I know. So I need a promise. You're going to let your brother jump right into that fiery pit.
[He extends the ring to Dean as Dean's face hardens]
Death : Well, do I have your word?
Dean Winchester : [pauses, looking at the ring] Okay, yeah. Yes.
[He holds out his hand]
Death : [Forcefully] That better be yes, Dean. You know you can't cheat Death.
[He drops the ring into Dean's hand]