Supernatural (2005–…): Season 6, Episode 22 - The Man Who Knew Too Much - full transcript

Sam!

You gotta promise
not to try to bring me back.

Sammy?

You're a hunter. Your brother's
out there. I need you to go.

It's Sam. He's different.

It's his soul. It's gone.

I'm going to go to hell
to fetch your brother's soul.

I don't remember anything.

Finding purgatory's important to me.

An untapped oil well
of every fanged, clawed soul.

Do you have any idea
what souls are worth?



What power they hold?

Raphael and his followers,
they want him to rule heaven.

The last thing we want
is to let him take over.

That limey mook roasted months ago.

Crowley's alive.

I want to discuss...

- a simple business transaction.
- With me?

You and Crowley have been going
after purgatory together?

I can stop Raphael.

You have to trust me.

Hey, we're closed.

Just give me a second.

Sorry, pal. We open at noon.

Look, you don't understand. I...



Okay, I think I understand just fine.

I don't need this kind of hassle,
so just get the hell out.

Just give me a minute to think,
that's all.

Then I'm out of your hair.
One minute, please.

What's your name?

I don't know.

- What do you mean, you don't know?
- I mean, I don't remember.

I don't remember anything.

You're dicking with me.

- Nothing?
- I'm telling you, blank slate.

Well, you got a wallet, ID?

I wish I did.

Okay,
what's the last thing you remember?

Um, I woke up on a park bench...

cops shoving a flashlight in my face,
trying to take me in.

- So you ran.
- No, I, um...

I knocked them out cold,
both of them.

No, look, I didn't mean to.
It just happened really fast, you know?

- Instinct or something, I guess.
- Some instinct.

Yeah, tell me about it. Who knows
how to do something like that?

We'll get you to the ER,
the quacks will hash it out.

- No.
- Try "yeah."

The bats have flown the belfry.
See a doctor.

No, I...

I don't have time.

Time for what?

Look, it's hard to explain.
I just feel like I have to be somewhere.

There's something I gotta stop.

Oh, like a wedding? A train?

No, something important,
something like life or death, like...

Okay. Hey, hey, hey. Just relax.
You know, you can't poop it out.

So just... It'll come to you.

What is it?

- You a horror fan?
- Yeah, um, I think so.

You know, I really think so.
Something about this...

- Phillips ain't his last name.
- It's Lovecraft.

Hey, hey, hey.
Seriously, we are taking you to a doctor.

Have you got a computer?

What?

That's it.

It exists. Look. Two towns over.

- You're staying in this dump?
- Maybe.

Maybe you're a hooker.

- Heh. I guess I'll find out.
- Heh.

Look, um, I don't know how to say, uh...

- Thanks for everything.
- Where do you think you're going?

I'll be fine.

Says the head case
that just slumped over.

Is there any way I can convince you
to go to a hospital?

No. Apparently, I'm stubborn.

Well, so am I.

I'm driving.

Look, that's really nice of you
but not necessary.

Really? Look, your eggs
are scrambled.

- But...
- But nothing.

No, I mean, I'm just some guy.

I could be anybody.
You gotta be nuts.

I've been called that.

Look, if I let you go off alone,
I won't be able to sleep at night.

And, honestly, I'm dying to know
how it all turns out.

So where do we start?

Uh, ground floor, corner room.
Nearest to the fire escape.

That's the one I'd pick.
Quickest getaway.

And why do you know that?

I just do.

Hey, you got a credit card?

Uh...

Why? Are we checking in?

Sort of.

Dude, who are you?

Good question.

- This all yours?
- I don't know. I guess.

Well, I love what you've done
with the place.

It's very Beautiful Mind meets Se7en.

Sorry. I talk when I'm nervous.

Hey, well,
I guess we know your name.

Nice to meet you, Jimmy Page.

And Neil Peart.

And Angus Young.

Okay, listen, no offense,
but I'm really starting to freak out.

You and me both.

Where is she?

She said to meet her here.
I'll try her again.

- Elle?
- Hey.

I guess I could have used your help
after all.

- Just be still.
- What happened?

They took me.

I got away.

Oh, Ellie.

What have they done to you?

Everything.

The demon I could have handled,
you know?

But when the angel stepped in...

I told him, Bobby.

They have enough
to crack purgatory wide open.

Tell me. I need to know.

They need virgin blood.

That's a milk run for them.

And they need the blood
of a purgatory native. Heh.

Well, they've got plenty of that now.

Have they opened it yet?

Tomorrow. The moon and the eclipse.

- I'm sorry, Bobby.
- No, it's okay.

- I'm sorry, really. Sorry.
- Tell us where they are.

Elle?

I'm sorry this had to happen.

Crowley got carried away.

Yeah, I bet it was all Crowley,
you son of a bitch.

You don't even see it, do you?

- How totally off the rails you are.
- Enough. I don't care what you think.

I tried to make you understand.
You won't listen.

So let me make this simple.

Please go home
and let me stop Raphael.

I won't ask again.

Well, good, because I think
you already know the answer.

I wish it hadn't come to this.

Well, rest assured,
when this is all over...

I will save Sam,
but only if you stand down.

Save Sam from what?

Hey, hey. Are you okay?

Sam.

My name is Sam.

So, what do you remember?

Well, ha, it might sound pretty strange
if I said it aloud.

Oh, it couldn't get any stranger.

Yeah? Don't be so sure.

Look, I don't know.
I mean, it's all pretty spotty, you know?

I just remember I was with two guys.

One was like a male-model type...

and the other
was an older guy named, uh...

Bobby.

Okay. Well, what are you looking for?

- Here. Bobby Singer. That has to be it.
- Is there a phone number?

No, just an address.
Sioux Falls, South Dakota.

South Dakota.

Okay. Uh...

Listen, Sam...

- Sam, right?
- Yeah.

Look, I'm really sorry,
but this is where I gotta get off.

Oh, no. Of course. No problem.

Okay.
Well, how are you gonna get there?

I guess I'll take my car.

That's mine.

- Are you sure?
- Oh, yeah.

Look, Sam, I don't feel right
about you going off like this.

Oh, look, don't worry.

You've done way too much
for me already.

That's not what I mean.
What I mean is...

I've got a bad feeling, you know...

with those IDs
and that shady-ass hotel room.

Whatever you're looking for...

you might not like what you find.

What other choice do I have?

You could stick around here
a little bit longer...

get your head straight,
instead of going off, flying blind...

What the hell was that?

Stay down.

Sam.

Sammy.

Sammy? Sammy?

Come on. Snap out of it.

Well, you've got your diamonds
And you've got your

Anything?

I can't just sit here, Bobby.
I got to help him.

- Dean.
- Dreamscape his noggin. Something.

You know what Cass did.

The dam inside your brother's head
is gone, and all hell's spilling loose.

We don't know what's going on.

- We have got to do something.
- And we will.

But right now, we got 16 hours
till they pop purgatory.

I'm down one man.
I can't afford to be down two.

How's that going? We've got no line
on Crowley. We got no line on Cass.

Balthazar's MIA.

All we've got is Sam
going through whatever the hell this is!

You know...

this is exactly what Cass wants...

for you to fall to pieces.

Just try to think
of what Sam would want.

Find Cass, Bobby.

Find him now.

Your old man took her diamonds

And tiaras by the score

Now she gets her kicks

In Stepney

- Do you smell whiskey?
- Okay, Sam, would you focus?

- Yeah. I'm sorry.
- Okay, so who shot at us?

I didn't really get a good look.

Okay, we gotta go to the cops.

No. If we can get to my friends,
they can help.

You don't know
if they're your friends.

You don't know anything
about anything.

- Turn around.
- No.

- Look, you're safer with me.
- How do you know that?

You're scaring me.

So don't play with me
'Cause you're playing with fire

So don't play with me
'Cause you're playing with fire

What? No way.

What was that?

What do you mean? It's daylight.

- Yeah?
- It was night, and now it's day.

- It was always day.
- No, no, no. No, it wasn't. It...

What the hell is going on here?

Okay, so I am all filled up
on crazy for today.

You know what, Sam? I'll see you.

Wait, wait, wait. Hey, hey, hey.

Get in the car.

Wow.

My God.

Am I really that gawky?

Howdy.

- This is impossible.
- Cold. Try again.

- I'm hallucinating.
- Warmer.

But see, normally, you're awake
when you're tripping balls.

I'm dreaming?

And someone just won a copy
of the home game.

We're inside your grapefruit, Sam.

Son, you've been juiced.

I don't remember anything.

Well, your BFF Cass
brought the hell wall tumbling down...

and you, pathetic infant that you are,
shattered into pieces.

Piece. Piece.

I have no idea
what you're talking about.

Why would you?

You're Jell-O, pal, unlike me.

- What are you?
- I'm not handicapped.

I'm not saddled with a soul.

In fact, I used to skipper this meatboat
for a while.

It was smooth sailing.

I was sharp, strong.

That is,
till they crammed your soul back in.

Now look at you.

Same misty-eyed milksop
you always were.

That's because souls are weak.

They're a liability.

Now, nothing personal,
but run the numbers.

Someone's gotta take charge
around here before it's too late.

Come out, come out,
wherever you are.

You think I'm bad?

Wait till you meet the other one.

Sammy! Sam!

I remember who I am.

Everything I did this past year.

And I remember you.

Walk away, or the girl dies.

There goes your leverage.

Didn't I tell you to turn back,
that you wouldn't like what you found?

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Not as sorry as you're gonna be.

Look what the cat dragged in.

Well, at least you mudfish
finally got the angel-proofing right.

How's Sleeping Beauty?
You didn't steal any kisses, I trust?

What the hell took you so long?

Honestly?
I was having second thoughts.

- About?
- About whether to help you.

I was thinking maybe I should
rip out your sticky bits instead.

And what did you decide?

Well...

Cass and Crowley are there.

That's where the show gets started.

Give us a minute to pack,
then zap us there.

No, no, no. I don't think so.

- Balthazar.
- I'm betraying a friend here.

A very powerful friend. We all are.

So I think I've stuck my neck out
far enough already.

Good luck.

Your purgatory power shake, monsieur.

Half monster, half virgin.

Thank you.

You seem even more constipated
than usual.

Maybe get you some colon blow?

I'm renegotiating our terms.

Is that so?

What terms do you propose?

You get nothing.

Not one single soul.

Can't help notice,
seems a bit unfairly weighted.

Castiel, you wouldn't dare.

I brought you this deal.

You think
I'm handing all that power...

to the king of hell?

I'm neither stupid nor wicked.

Unbelievable. Have you forgotten that
you're the bottom in this relationship?

Here are your options.

You either flee, or you die.

We made a pact.

Even I don't break contracts like this.

Flee...

or die.

Boy,
you can't trust anyone these days.

Hey.

Hey!

Oh.

Hi, Sam.

So?

Which one are you?

Don't you know?

I'm the one that remembers hell.

Time's up, Dean.

Just a second.

All right,
this is where we're gonna be, Sam.

You get your lazy ass out of bed
and come meet us.

Sammy, please.

I wish you hadn't come, Sam.

I had to. I'm here, right?

Out there in the real world,
I'm at Bobby's, aren't I?

How do you know?

This whole time, I smell nothing
but Old Spice and whiskey.

I figured if I could get back here,
back to my body, I could...

I don't know.
I could snap out of it somehow.

First, you have to go through me.

- Why?
- Humpty Dumpty has to put himself...

back together again
before he can wake up.

And I'm the last piece.

Which means...

I have to know what you know.

What happened in the cage.

Trust me.

You don't wanna know it.

You're right.

- But I still have to.
- Sam...

you can't imagine.

Stay here, go back...

find that bartender, go find Jess,
but don't do this.

I know you.

You're not strong enough.

We'll just have to see.

Why is this so important to you?

You know me.

You know why.

I'm not leaving my brother
alone out there.

I'm not gonna fight you.

But this is your last chance.

Good luck.

You're gonna need it.

You rang, Cass?

Yeah. We have a problem.
Dean Winchester is on his way here.

Really? Oh, how did he even know
where we were?

Apparently, we have a Judas
in our midst.

Ah. Heh, heh.

Holy hell.

Who is it?

I bet it's that bloody little cherub,
isn't it?

I don't know.
But I need you to find out.

Of course. Um, right away, right away.

But what do you want me to do
about Dean?

Nothing.

I'll handle him myself.

Castiel?

Are you all right?

First Sam and Dean, and now this.

I'm doing my best...

in impossible circumstances.

My friends, they...

abandon me...

plot against me.

It's difficult to understand.

Well, you've always got little old me.

Yes.

I'll always have you.

Cass.

I count a dozen mooks,
probably more.

Demons?

Angels.

How are we gonna take out
that many angels?

We don't. We'll ninja our way in.

Awesome, yeah.
Till they hear your knee squeak.

- Shut up.
- Oh, what, now you got thin skin?

No, shut up.

You hear that?

What the hell is that?

Oh, T. rex, maybe?

Holy mother of...

Get to the car. Get to the car.

Never underestimate the king of hell,
darling.

I know a lot of swell tricks.

Now, I think it's time
to re-renegotiate our terms.

Sweaty hands, mate.

I don't understand.

You can palm me all you want.

I'm safe and sound
under the wing of my new partner.

Hello, Castiel.

Raphael.

Consorting with demons.

I thought that was beneath you.

Heard you were doing it.
Sounded like fun.

You know, Castiel, you've said all sorts
of shameful, appalling...

scatological things about Raphael.

I found him...

Her to be really quite reasonable.

You fool.

Raphael will deceive and destroy you
at the speed of thought.

Right,
because you're such a straight shooter.

She... He has offered me protection
against all comers.

In exchange for what?

The purgatory blood.

Tsk, tsk, tsk.

Castiel, you really think
I would let you open that door?

Take in that much power?

If anyone is going to be the new god,
it's me.

He's gonna bring the apocalypse...

- and worse.
- This is your doing, mate.

I'm merely grabbing the best offer
on the table.

Now, you have two options.

Flee or die.

Bobby.

Bobby.

Come on. We got to go.

Bit busy, gentlemen.

Be with you in a moment.

Mm-hm. Maybe I said it wrong.

You said it perfectly.

But what you needed was this.

I see.

And we've been working with...

dog blood. Naturally.

Enough of these games, Castiel.

Give us the blood.

You...

Game's over. His jar is empty.

So, Castiel, how did your ritual go?

Better than ours, I'll bet.

You can't imagine what it's like.

They're all inside me.

Millions upon millions of souls.

Sounds sexy.

Exit stage Crowley.

Now, what's the matter, Raphael?

- Somebody clip your wings?
- Castiel, please.

You let the demon go,
but not your own brother?

The demon I have plans for.

You, on the other hand...

So you see...

I saved you.

You sure did, Cass.

Thank you.

You doubted me.

Fought against me.

But I was right all along.

Okay, Cass, you were.

We're sorry.

Let's just defuse you, okay?

What do you mean?

You're full of nuke.

It's not safe.

So before the eclipse ends...

let's get them souls back
to where they belong.

- Oh, no. They belong with me.
- No, Cass, it's scrambling your brain.

No, I'm not finished yet.

Raphael had many followers,
and I must...

punish them all severely.

Listen to me.

Listen.

I know there's a lot of bad water
under the bridge.

But we were family once.

I'd have died for you.

I almost did a few times.

So if that means anything to you...

Please.

I've lost Lisa, I've lost Ben...

and now I've lost Sam.

Don't make me lose you too.

You don't need this kind of juice
anymore, Cass.

Get rid of it before it kills us all.

You're just saying that
because I won...

because you're afraid.

You're not my family, Dean.

I have no family.

I'm glad you made it, Sam.

But the angel blade won't work...

because I'm not an angel anymore.

I'm your new god.

A better one.

So you will bow down...

and profess your love unto me,
your lord...

or I shall destroy you.