A wealthy man, Pendleton, climbs from the back of a limo and steps into a puddle. "Jeez!" he complains. He hurriedly digs a shallow hole and slips a box into it, covers it with dirt, then waits. To his disappointment, male Demon Crowley greets him; Pendleton had been negotiating with a lovely young woman. Biggie banker, big fish--Crowley wanted to do the honor of personally sealing this deal. "She said the deal would be sealed with a kiss," says Pendleton sheepishly. "That's right," says Crowley... read more A wealthy man, Pendleton, climbs from the back of a limo and steps into a puddle. "Jeez!" he complains. He hurriedly digs a shallow hole and slips a box into it, covers it with dirt, then waits. To his disappointment, male Demon Crowley greets him; Pendleton had been negotiating with a lovely young woman. Biggie banker, big fish--Crowley wanted to do the honor of personally sealing this deal. "She said the deal would be sealed with a kiss," says Pendleton sheepishly. "That's right," says Crowley. Catching his drift, Pendleton waffles. "You can claim to six decades of deep-seated homophobia," says Crowley, "or, just give it up, and get a complete bail-out of your bank's ridiculous incompetence." "There are just things. . ." begins Pendleton. "Going once. . .going twice. . ." says Crowley, and, as very creepy music plays, presses his lips to the other man's. It's a long kiss, observed by none other than Castiel, who watches from a distance. "Got 'em," says the angel. read less

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The kiss continues, with Crowley holding Pendleton's head to keep him close. He finally releases him, leaving the latter looking disgusted. Cas speaks into the phone: "The demon Crowley is making a deal; even as we speak, it's 'going down.'" "Going down?" Dean repeats. (LMAO!) "Right. OK, Huggy Bear, just don't lose him." Cas assures him he won't. They hang up. Dean and Sam are parked near water. (CROSSROADS) - "Damn you," Pendleton tells Crowley and returns to his limo. "Enjoy the obscene wealt... read more The kiss continues, with Crowley holding Pendleton's head to keep him close. He finally releases him, leaving the latter looking disgusted. Cas speaks into the phone: "The demon Crowley is making a deal; even as we speak, it's 'going down.'" "Going down?" Dean repeats. (LMAO!) "Right. OK, Huggy Bear, just don't lose him." Cas assures him he won't. They hang up. Dean and Sam are parked near water. (CROSSROADS) - "Damn you," Pendleton tells Crowley and returns to his limo. "Enjoy the obscene wealth!" calls the demon. "See you in 10 years." Crowley makes a call on his cell and Cas follows him. Both seem to disappear. Cas calls Dean to report that wherever Crowley went, it's layered in Enokian warning magic and he can't get in. "You did great," Dean assures him, "we'll take it from here." The Impala speeds off, sending up a shower of water from the road. (CROWLEY'S PALATIAL HOME) - The demon pours himself a drink as "Everybody Plays the Fool" plays. A Hitler film plays on a movie-size screen, which he sits down to watch and enjoy. Outside at the gate, Jo, in a very short black cocktail dress, presses the buzzer at the gate: "My car broke down, I need some help!" The gate opens; she's greeted by two men, one of whom greets her: "Evenin', pretty lady, get yourself on in here." "I just have to make a call," she says. He assures her she doesn't need to call anyone, "We're the only help you're ever gonna need." She decides to wait by her car, but he grabs her shoulder, his eyes go back, and he says, "I said, get your ass in her." She sends him to the ground with a nice karate chop, then Sam comes in and finishes both off with the demon-killing knife. (No more problems with the human meat suits, I guess.) "Nice work, Jo," praises Dean. He hands her a tool to cut off the electricity to the house. When he finds himself in the dark, Crowley smiles and greets the Winchesters in the entryway. "So," he says, "the Hardy boys finally found me--took you long enough." He finds himself unable to step closer to them because they have drawn a Devil's Trap on the back of his carpet. "Do you have any idea how much this rug cost?" he asks. Demons grab both brothers from behind, disarming them. Crowley holds up the Colt. "This is it, right?" he asks. "This is what it's all about." He points the gun at Sam and Dean, but instead shoots the demons holding them prisoner in the forehead. "We need to talk--privately," says Crowley. Both Winchesters are stunned. The demon leads them into his living room. "What the hell is this?" asks Dean. Crowley reminds them he could have buried this gun deep, and they wouldn't have known of its existence, if not for him. "You told us," says Sam. "Rumors, innuendo, sent out on the grapevine," says Crowley. "I want you to take this thing to Lucifer and empty it into his face." "And why, exactly, would you want the devil dead?" asks Dean. "It's called survival," says Crowley, "I forgot, you two, at best, are functional morons." (HEY, STOP THAT!) "You're functioning morons," stumbles Dean, confused. "Lucifer isn't a demon," Crowley reminds them, "he's an angel famous for his hatred of humankind. To him, you're just filthy bags of pus. If that's the way he feels about YOU, what can he feel about US?" "But he created you," points out Sam. "To him we're just servants, cannon fodder," says Crowley--"If Lucifer manages to exterminate humankind, we're next, so, help me--let's all go back to simpler, better times, when we could all follow our natures, I'm in SALES, damn it. (soul sales! LMAO) So what do you say? What if I give you this thing (the Colt) and you go kill the devil?" Dean and Sam exchange looks of disbelief, but Crowley is handing them the gun, butt first. "OK," agrees Sam, taking it. "Great," says Crowley, grinning happily. "You wouldn't happen to know where the devil is, by chance, wouldja?" asks Sam. "Thursday. . .birdies tell me he has an appointment in Carthage, Missouri," reveals Crowley. "Great, thanks," says Sam, who points the gun at Crowley's forehead and shoots. There's nothing but a click, and both Winchesters are terrified. "Oh, right, you're going to need some ammunition," says the demon, ignoring the assassination attempt. "Excuse me for asking," says Dean, "but aren't you kinda signing your own death warrant? What happens to YOU if we go up against the devil and lose?" "Number one, he's going to wipe us all out anyway," says Crowley, "number two, after you leave here, I go on an extended vacation to all points no where, and three, HOW ABOUT YOU DON'T MISS, OK???? MORONS???" He tosses them a case containing the ammo, then disappears. Sam lets out a breath. read less

"Oye Como Va" plays on the sound track. (BOBBY'S HOUSE, SOUTH DAKOTA) - We see a row of golden shots of booze. Jo is drinking a beer. Ellen downs a shot, then urges Cas, "All right, big boy." The angel downs five shots in a row. "I think I'm starting to feel something," he says as the Harvelle women look at him in amazement. At a desk nearby, Sam tells Dean, "It's got to be a trap, right?" "Sam Winchester, having trust issues with a demon," smirks Dean, "well, better late than never." "Thank yo... read more "Oye Como Va" plays on the sound track. (BOBBY'S HOUSE, SOUTH DAKOTA) - We see a row of golden shots of booze. Jo is drinking a beer. Ellen downs a shot, then urges Cas, "All right, big boy." The angel downs five shots in a row. "I think I'm starting to feel something," he says as the Harvelle women look at him in amazement. At a desk nearby, Sam tells Dean, "It's got to be a trap, right?" "Sam Winchester, having trust issues with a demon," smirks Dean, "well, better late than never." "Thank you again for your continued support," says Sam, grinning wryly and clinking beer bottles with him. "You're welcome," says Dean, clinking right back. Sam chuckles. Dean insists that, trap or no trap, if they have a snowball's chance, they've got to take it. I suppose, agrees Sam. Besides, Dean isn't sure it IS a trap; Carthage is lit up like a Christmas tree with Revelation omens, plus, there have been six missing persons in town since Sunday--"I think the devil's there." "OK," says Sam. "You can't come with," says Dean, "look, I go get Satan and screw the pooch, OK, now we've lost a game piece, that we can take, but if you're there, then we're handing the devil's vessel right over to them--that's not smart." "Since when," asks Sam, "have we ever done anything smart?" "I'm serious, Sam." "So am I!" says Sam--"Haven't we learned a damn thing? If we're gonna do this, we're gonna do it together." Dean hates it, but finally says, "OK, but it's a stupid freakin' idea." Noticing that Dean is lewdly eyeing Jo's hot body, Sam says, "Boy, talk about stupid ideas." "Good God, screw(?) that," says Dean, rising from his seat. We get a shot of Jo's nice ass as she's bending to get herself a beer from the fridge. Dean leans in close to Jo by the fridge. Given their dangerous mission tomorrow, he thinks they should "Eat, drink and make merry." "Are you giving me the 'last night on earth' speech?" she asks. He laughs, fake, and says, "If I was. . .would that work?" She grins, places her hands on either side of his face, moves in for a kiss, and says, "No. Sweetheart, if this is our last night on earth, I'm going to spend it with a little thing I call self-respect." (Oh, Jo, you sure have grown up, but what a fool you are! Especially since you once had the biggest, hottest crush on Dean!) Jo walks away. "If you're into that kind of thing," says Dean, drinking his beer. "Everybody get in here!" yells Bobby, setting up a camera on a tripod. "It's time for the line-up, usual suspects, in the corner." Ellen balks; nobody wants a picture taken. "Here here," agrees Dean. "You're drinkin' my beer," Bobby reminds them, "besides, I'm going to need somethin' to remember your sorry asses by." Dean slips arms around Jo and Ellen. Sam slips his around Cas and Dean. Bobby wheels himself backward in front of Dean. "It's always good to have an optimist around," says Ellen. "Bobby's right," says Cas solemnly, "tomorrow we hunt the devil, this is our last night on earth." We get one last glance at everyone's grim faces--Dean, Sam, Bobby, Ellen and Jo--before the Pentax camera self-timer goes off. In the resulting photo, Jo has dropped a hand over Bobby's shoulder, and the faces in the black and white photograph are heartbreaking. The scene ends with the picture of the five brave hunters and the final note of "Oye Como Va." read less

(CARTHAGE, MISSOURI) - A street pole contains signs looking for missing women. Dean and Sam in the Impala, followed by Ellen, Jo and Cas in an SUV, find no cell signal in the seemingly deserted town, which Dean dubs "Nice and spooky." Dean instructs Ellen to search for people; they're going to the police department. Jo knocks on Cas' door. "Ever heard of a door handle?" she asks, but he's already outside. "Of course I have," he says. "This town's not empty," declares Cas, and through his eyes, ... read more (CARTHAGE, MISSOURI) - A street pole contains signs looking for missing women. Dean and Sam in the Impala, followed by Ellen, Jo and Cas in an SUV, find no cell signal in the seemingly deserted town, which Dean dubs "Nice and spooky." Dean instructs Ellen to search for people; they're going to the police department. Jo knocks on Cas' door. "Ever heard of a door handle?" she asks, but he's already outside. "Of course I have," he says. "This town's not empty," declares Cas, and through his eyes, we see many reapers just standing around (very, very eerie!), in the streets and on tops of buildings. "They only gather like this at times of great catastrophe," Cas explains, "Chicago fire, San Francisco quake, Pompeii--excuse me, I need to find out why they're here." He walks off. Ellen and Jo look at each other. Cas wanders amongst the reapers, seeming to listen to them silently. He sees one in a window and goes to talk to him. In a very dark hallway, a bright light abruptly engulfs him. "Hello, brother," he hears. (STREET) -The four hunters report to each other that they haven't found a soul. Ellen and Jo tell the Winchesters about the plethora of reapers Cas saw. Dean closes his eyes in despair and Sam is very concerned. read less

Lucifer has Castiel trapped in a circle of fire in a small room. "So I take it you're here with the Winchesters," says Lucifer. "I came alone," lies Cas. Lucifer admires his loyalty in this day and age. "Castiel, right?" asks Lucifer. The angel nods. "I'm told you came here in an automobile," notes the devil, "what was that like?" "Slow, confining," says Cas. "What a peculiar thing you are," says Lucifer. Observing some flaking skin on Lucifer's face and hands, Cas asks, "What is wrong with your... read more Lucifer has Castiel trapped in a circle of fire in a small room. "So I take it you're here with the Winchesters," says Lucifer. "I came alone," lies Cas. Lucifer admires his loyalty in this day and age. "Castiel, right?" asks Lucifer. The angel nods. "I'm told you came here in an automobile," notes the devil, "what was that like?" "Slow, confining," says Cas. "What a peculiar thing you are," says Lucifer. Observing some flaking skin on Lucifer's face and hands, Cas asks, "What is wrong with your vessel?" "Nick is wearing a bit thin," admits Lucifer, "he can't contain me forever, so. . ." Furious, Cas tries to get at his fellow angel, but the flames stop him. "You are not taking Sam Winchester," says Cas firmly, "I will not let you." (Given that there seems to be no love lost between Sam and Cas, this really warmed my heart!) "I don't understand why you're fighting ME," says Lucifer, "of all the angels." He points out that both of them rebelled and were cast out. "Almost all of heaven wants to see me dead, and if they succeed, guess what?--you're their new Public Enemy #1. We're on the same side, like it or not, so, why not serve your own best interests, which in this case, just happen to be mine." "I'll die first," says Cas. "I suppose you will," says Lucifer. (There is a fantastic score in this ep, piano music that chills the bone. Kudos to whoever composed it!) read less

(STREET) - Dean complains that they've been in town 20 minutes and already lost the angel up their sleeve. Sam asks if he thinks Lucifer got him. "I don't know what else to think," says Dean, worried. "There you are!" says a voice behind them. They turn, guns ready. "Meg!" says Sam. "You shouldn't have come here, boys," she says, grinning, "didn't come here alone." The air is filled with the growling of invisible hellhounds. "Yeah, Dean, your favorite!" taunts Meg. "Come on, my father wants to s... read more (STREET) - Dean complains that they've been in town 20 minutes and already lost the angel up their sleeve. Sam asks if he thinks Lucifer got him. "I don't know what else to think," says Dean, worried. "There you are!" says a voice behind them. They turn, guns ready. "Meg!" says Sam. "You shouldn't have come here, boys," she says, grinning, "didn't come here alone." The air is filled with the growling of invisible hellhounds. "Yeah, Dean, your favorite!" taunts Meg. "Come on, my father wants to see you." "We'll pass, thanks," says Sam. "Your call," she says, "you can make this easy, or you can make this really, really hard." Dean looks at Ellen, who nods at him. "When have you ever known us to make things easy?" asks Dean. He shoots where he thinks a hellhound is and the four of them turn to run. The hellhounds pursue them, barking madly. Dean falls, but before the hellhound can get him, Jo fires at it, over and over. Another hellhound gets her, however, ripping open her side. "NOOOOO!" screams Ellen. Dean picks the wounded Jo up and carries her into a neaby hardware store. Sam fires constantly, keeps all the hounds at bay until the four of them are safely inside. Sam chains the door; Dean quickly grabs rock salt and salts the perimeter. "I need some help here!" cries Ellen. When the brothers rush to her side, Jo takes her hand away to reveal her intestines are spilling out, along with a great deal of blood. The four of them exchange despairing looks--Jo is surely going to die. read less

Jo, in great pain, holding something against her side to keep her insides inside, is trying hard not to show how bad off she is. Ellen is soothing her, assuring her she's going to be all right. Sam brings over a bowl of water and a package of something, then returns to Dean, who is fiddling with a ham radio. When Dean asks how Jo is holding up, Sam can't even repond in words, but his face says it all. "Salt lines are holding up," he reports. "For now," says Dean. "We're trapped like rats," opine... read more Jo, in great pain, holding something against her side to keep her insides inside, is trying hard not to show how bad off she is. Ellen is soothing her, assuring her she's going to be all right. Sam brings over a bowl of water and a package of something, then returns to Dean, who is fiddling with a ham radio. When Dean asks how Jo is holding up, Sam can't even repond in words, but his face says it all. "Salt lines are holding up," he reports. "For now," says Dean. "We're trapped like rats," opines Sam. "You heard Meg," says Dean, "her father's HERE, this is our one-shot, Sammy, we gotta take it no matter what." Dean gets the radio working. Ellen calls Sam over to help her. (BOBBY'S HOUSE) "Damn it, boys!" frets Bobby. Hearing his radio spring into life, he quickly wheels over. "We got problems," says Dean. Bobby takes a deep breath and glances heavenward. "It's OK, boy," he says calmly, "that's why I'm here. Is everyone all right?" "No," says Dean shakily, "it's Jo, Bobby, it's pretty bad." Bobby's face shows misery. "OK, copy that," he says coolly, "so now we figure what we do next." "Bobby, I don't think she's. . ." He presses his forefinger to his lips to stop himself from crying. "I said, what do we do NEXT, Dean," prods Bobby. Gulping, pressing a hand hard to his forehead, Dean realizes what Bobby means. "Right," he says, "OK, right." "Now," says Bobby, "tell me what ya got." (A BIT LATER) - Bobby asks Dean how many reapers there were--the number matters, the devil's in the details. Ellen asks to speak to Bobby, and she tells him there were at least a dozen, maybe more. Bobby doesn't like the sound of that. NOBODY likes the sound of that, says Dean testily, but what does it sound LIKE? Bobby thinks Satan's in town to work a ritual and unleash Death. "You mean like in this dude and taxes are the only sure thing?" asks Dean. "As in Death, the Horseman," says Bobby, the Pale Rider in the flesh. "Unleash," says Dean, "hasn't Death been trompin' all over the place--I mean, I've died several times myself." "Not this guy," says Bobby, this is the Angel of Death, Big Daddy Reaper, they keep this guy chained in a box six feet under--last time they hauled him up, Noah was buildin' a boat--that's why the place is crawlin' with reapers--they're waitin' on the big boss to show." "Any other good news?" asks Dean, unnerved. "In a manner of speaking," says Bobby, opening the Bible, "I've been researching Carthage since you were gone, to suss out what the devil might want there; the Angel of Death must be brought into this world at midnight, through a place of awful carnage. Now back during the Civil War, there was a battle in Carthage, a battle so intense, the soldiers call it the Battle of Hell Hole, it went down on the land of William Jasper's farm." read less

(ROOM WHERE LUCIFER HOLDS CAS PRISONER) - Meg enters, grins at Cas and reports she has the Winchesters pinned down, for now, at least--"What should I do with them?" "Leave them alone," orders Lucifer. "Are you sure?" she asks, disappointed. He cups her face in his hands. "Trust me, child," he says, "everything happens for a reason." He caresses her face and they smile at each other. Cas just watches, but also notices a pipe above their heads. Hmmm. Lucifer asks him if he's changed his mind. The ... read more (ROOM WHERE LUCIFER HOLDS CAS PRISONER) - Meg enters, grins at Cas and reports she has the Winchesters pinned down, for now, at least--"What should I do with them?" "Leave them alone," orders Lucifer. "Are you sure?" she asks, disappointed. He cups her face in his hands. "Trust me, child," he says, "everything happens for a reason." He caresses her face and they smile at each other. Cas just watches, but also notices a pipe above their heads. Hmmm. Lucifer asks him if he's changed his mind. The determined look on Cas' face tells him the answer. NO! (HARDWARE STORE) - Jo, looking worse by the moment, and Ellen overhear Dean telling Sam that they know where and when the devil's going to be and they have the Colt. Yeah, agrees Sam, but they have to get by eight hellhounds and to the farm by midnight. They have to get Ellen and Jo out of town, says Dean. "It won't be easy," says Sam. "Stretcher?" suggests Dean. "I'll see what we've got," says Sam. Jo stops them. "Can we be realistic about this, please?" she asks. "I can't move my legs. I can't be moved. My guts are being held in by an Ace bandage. We gotta get our priorities straight here." Dean and Sam exchange glances. "Number one," continues Jo, "I'm not going anywhere." "Joanna Beth, you stop talking like that," commands Ellen. "I can't fight," says Jo, "I can't walk--but I can do something. We've got propane, wiring, rock salt, iron nails, everything we need." "Everything we need?" asks Sam. "Everything we need to build a bomb, Sam," says Jo. "No, Jo, no," says Dean. "You got another plan?" she asks. "You got ANY other plan? Those are hellhounds out there--they've got all of our scents. Those bitches will NEVER stop coming after you. We let the dogs in, you guys hit the roof, make a break for the building next over, I can wait here with my finger on the button, rip those mutts a new one." She smiles. "Or at least get you a few minutes head start, anyway. "I won't let you," says Ellen, tears in her eyes. "This is why we're here, right?" asks Jo. "If I can get us a shot on the devil, Dean, we have to take it." "NO!" moans Ellen, looking up at Dean. "Mom," says Jo, "this might literally be your last chance to treat me like an adult--you might wanna take it." Ellen, crying, nods and gives her brave daughter a weak smile. Jo smiles back. "You heard her," says Ellen, "get to work." Loud, intense music fills the soundtrack as the brothers swiftly gather together everything needed to build the bombs--nails, batteries, propane, wire, buckets, rock salt. When it's done, Sam holds Jo's hand, saying goodbye. Dean shows her a doorbell switch. "This is it," he says, his eyes showing his pride in her sacrifice. "See you on the other side, probably sooner than later." "Make it later," she says, handing her rifle to him. He presses the doorbell switch into her hand, gazes into her eyes, kisses her forehead, then, tenderly, her mouth, pressing his forehead to hers. Ellen kneels beside her daughter, silently conveying that she is going to stay with her. "Mom, no!" protests Jo. "Somebody's gotta let 'em in," Ellen reminds her, "like you said, you're not alone, you got me, Jo, and you're right, this is important, but I would never leave you here alone." "Dean," says Sam, probably thinking they should talk Ellen out of it. "Get goin', boys," Ellen urges. "Ellen," begins Dean. "I said go," she insists. As they start to file out, she adds, "And Dean, kick it in the ass. Don't miss." (I have to interject here that "kick it in the ass" was an expression the late director, Kim Manners, used to get the best quality work from his actors. Hearing Ellen say it hear made me cry even harder than I already was, and trust me, I was blubbering like a hungry baby.) Ellen and Dean nod slightly to each other and the brothers exit. Tears in their eyes, Ellen and Jo exchange smiles. Ellen takes the chains off the doors, removes the salt line and opens the valves on all the propane tanks. She sits beside Jo, wraps her arm around her and says, "I will always love you, baby." Hearing the growl of a hellhound, Ellen glances down at Jo. "Honey?" Her daughter is dead. "Jo," she cries, "it's all right. It's OK." She presses her hand over Jo's hair protectively and kisses her head. "That's my good girl." The doors burst open violently as the hellhounds enter. Ellen holds her finger over Jo's on the doorbell trigger. Sam and Dean are escaping, racing to the next building. Feeling a hellhound close to her face, Ellen says, "You can go straight back to hell, you ugly bitch!" The front of the store explodes in a huge conflagration of glass and debris. Sam and Dean see it happen, knowing their friends are truly gone now, and race away as fire consumes the building, flames reaching for the sky. read less

Sam and Dean hide behind some bushes near the farm, watching Lucifer digging what appears to be a mass grave. "I guess we know what happened to some of the townspeople," says Dean. Either people or demons stand by, watching him. Thunder rumbles overhead as Sam asks, "Last words?" "I think I'm good," says Dean. "Me too," gulps Sam. "Here goes nothin'," says Dean. "HEY!" yells Sam. "You wanted to see me?" Lucifer ceases digging. "You don't need that gun here," says Lucifer, "you know I'd never hu... read more Sam and Dean hide behind some bushes near the farm, watching Lucifer digging what appears to be a mass grave. "I guess we know what happened to some of the townspeople," says Dean. Either people or demons stand by, watching him. Thunder rumbles overhead as Sam asks, "Last words?" "I think I'm good," says Dean. "Me too," gulps Sam. "Here goes nothin'," says Dean. "HEY!" yells Sam. "You wanted to see me?" Lucifer ceases digging. "You don't need that gun here," says Lucifer, "you know I'd never hurt you--not really." "Oh yeah? Well I'd hurt you," says Dean, the Colt pressed against Lucifer's head. "So suck it!" He cocks the gun and shoots the devil right between the eyes. Lucifer wavers and falls. For one moment, the brothers are exultant, but Lucifer is moaning "OW!" and rising, the wound rapidly healing. "Where did you get that?" he asks Dean, punching him hard into a tree, where he falls, unconscious. Turning back to Sam, he says affably, "Now where were we?" read less

Sam breathes heavily, scared spitless. Lucifer reassures him: "There are only five things in creation that gun can't kill and I just happen to be one of them. If you give me a minute, I'm almost done." He returns to digging a few moments, Sam runs to check on Dean. Pausing, Lucifer says, "I don't suppose you'd say yes right here and now, end this whole tiresome discussion--that's crazy, right?" Sam rises. "It's NEVER gonna happen!" he promises. Lucifer resumes digging. "I dunno, Sam," he says... read more Sam breathes heavily, scared spitless. Lucifer reassures him: "There are only five things in creation that gun can't kill and I just happen to be one of them. If you give me a minute, I'm almost done." He returns to digging a few moments, Sam runs to check on Dean. Pausing, Lucifer says, "I don't suppose you'd say yes right here and now, end this whole tiresome discussion--that's crazy, right?" Sam rises. "It's NEVER gonna happen!" he promises. Lucifer resumes digging. "I dunno, Sam," he says, "I think it will. I think it will happen soon, within six months, and I think it will happen in Detroit." "You listen to me, you son-of-a-bitch," says Sam, voice vibrating with passion, "I'm gonna kill you myself! You understand me? I'm gonna rip your heart out!" "Sam," says the devil, "you keep fanning that fire in your belly. All that pent-up rage, I'm gonna need it. Sam looks at all the figures standing silent and motionless on the field. "What did you do to this town?" he demands. "I was very generous with this town," says Lucifer, "one demon for every able-bodied man." "And the rest of 'em?" asks Sam. "In there," says Lucifer, pointing to the mass grave. Sam is horrified. "I know, it's awful," says Lucifer, shrugging, "but these Horsemen are so demanding--so it was women and children first! I know what you must think of me, Sam--but I HAVE to do this. I HAVE to. You of all people should understand." "What is that supposed to mean?" asks Sam, sickened. Lucifer tosses down his shovel. "I was a son," he says, "a brother, like you, a younger brother, and I had an older brother who I loved, idolized, in fact, and one day I went to him and I begged him to stand with me, and Michael turned on me, called me a freak, a monster, and then he beat me down, all because I was different, because I had a mind of my own. Tell me somethin', Sam, any of this sound familiar?" Sam looks as if he's going to fall apart. "Anyway," continues Lucifer, "you'll have to excuse me, midnight is calling, and I have a ritual to finish." He raises his hands to the sky. "Don't go anywhere--not that you could if you would." Sam kneels to rouse Dean. Lucifer asks the group of demons before him to repeat: "We offer up our lives, blood, souls, to complete this tribute." Sam and Dean watch, horrified, as each man is struck dead by a bolt of light. Lucifer looks at Sam's face. "What?" he asks, as if he'd simply farted in church. "They're just demons." (a ha! Crowley was right!) (CASTIEL'S PRISON) - Cas notes how pleased Meg is, but while she's yammering on, he's slowly, quietly unscrewing the bolts holding up a heavy pipe above their heads. "We're gonna win!" she exults. "Can't you feel it? You cloud-hopping pansies lost the whole damn universe; Lucifer's gonna take over heaven! We're goin' to heaven, Clarence!" "Strange," says Cas, "because I heard a different theory from a demon named Crowley. He believes Lucifer is just using demons to achieve an end, and that once he does, he'll destroy you all." "You're wrong," says Meg, (unscrew) "Lucifer is the father of our race, our creator. Your god may be a deadbeat, but mine walks the earth." (unscrew) The pipe falls, sending Meg into Cas' arms. He presses his hand to her forehead, attempting to kill her, but it fails. Meg laughs at him. Her mouth less than an inch from his, she chortles, "You can't gank demons, can you? You're cut off from the home office and you ain't got the juice. So what CAN you do, you impotent sap?" "I can do this," he says, and at first it almost seems as though he's going to kiss her. Then he hurls her body into the flames and oil. She screams in agony. (FARM) - Castiel kneels before Sam and Dean, pressing a finger to his lips. His ritual complete, Lucifer looks to see that the Winchesters are gone. He steps forward, fire burning behind him. "Hello, Death!" he says jovially. read less

(BOBBY'S SOUTH DAKOTA HOME) - Remnants of drinking from the previous night--bottles and shot glasses--litter the table. On TV, the governor has declared a state of emergency for Marion, Featherville and Carthage due to severe tonadoes, where they expect staggering death tolls. Bobby sadly gazes at the photo he took the day before and tosses it into the fireplace. Sam and Dean stand behind him, watching the fire claim their photographed faces. Dean's eyes linger sadly on Jo's face until flames co... read more (BOBBY'S SOUTH DAKOTA HOME) - Remnants of drinking from the previous night--bottles and shot glasses--litter the table. On TV, the governor has declared a state of emergency for Marion, Featherville and Carthage due to severe tonadoes, where they expect staggering death tolls. Bobby sadly gazes at the photo he took the day before and tosses it into the fireplace. Sam and Dean stand behind him, watching the fire claim their photographed faces. Dean's eyes linger sadly on Jo's face until flames completely consume it. read less

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