I was on the fast track once.
Employee of the month, every month, forever.
And then they assigned me you.
I can't close the deal on a couple of pathetic, flannel-wearing maggots?
Everybody is laughing at me.
- We're John Winchester's sons. - I got brothers?
Adam doesn't have to be cursed.
He's a Winchester. He's already cursed.
You're not Adam.
You've never been Adam.
You're a ghoul.
You can't kill the devil, and you're losing faith in yourself...
...your brother. God was your last hope.
- You gonna do something stupid? - Like?
Like Michael stupid?
Whatever you're thinking, don't do it.
I have to.
Let me guess.
Pink slip?
- That obvious, huh? - Hm.
Takes one to know one.
Outsourcing.
What was your crime against humanity?
Deal of the millennium.
Couldn't even get the one simple yes I needed.
- Gotta nail that bottom line, right? - Hear that.
All they care about upstairs, ain't it? Results, results, results.
They don't know. They're not down on the ground in the mud...
...nose to nose with all you pig-filthy humans. Am I right?
- Absolutely... Filthy what? - I mean...
...whatever happened to personal loyalty?
How long have I worked for these guys? Five millennia? Six?
- Seems like it, don't it? - Damn straight it does.
Two more.
- Zach. - Stuart.
What are you gonna do next, Stuart?
Hell, I don't know.
Maybe something to do with the Internet.
Yeah?
Earthquake?
No.
My boss.
Go ahead.
Get it over with.
I'm ready.
Wait. What?
Yes. Anything, of course.
Just put me back in. You won't regret it.
Thank you.
Back in business, boys.
Oh, when the saints go marching in
Oh, when the saints
Sending someone a Candygram?
- How did you find me? - Well, you're gonna kill yourself, right?
It's not too hard to figure out the stops on the farewell tour.
How's Lisa doing, anyways?
- I'm not gonna kill myself. - No?
So Michael is not about to make you his Muppet?
What the hell, man? This is how it ends?
You just walk out?
Yeah, I guess.
How could you do that?
How could I?
- All you've ever done is run away. - And I was wrong every single time I did.
Just...
Please.
Not now. Bobby is working on something.
Oh, really? What?
You got nothing and you know it.
You know I have to stop you.
Yeah, well, you can try.
Just remember, you're not all hopped up on demon blood this time.
Yeah, I know...
...but I brought help.
Yeah, no, this is good, really.
Eight months of turned pages and screwed pooches...
...but tonight, tonight is when the magic happens.
You ain't helping.
Yeah, well, why don't you let me get out of your hair, then?
What the hell happened to you?
Reality happened.
Nuclear is the only option we have left. Michael can ice the devil...
...save a boatload of people. - But not all of them.
We gotta think of something else.
That's easy for you to say. If Lucifer burns this mother down...
...and I could've done something, guess what, that's on me.
You can't give up, son.
You're not my father.
And you ain't in my shoes.
- What is that? - That's the round...
...I mean to put through my skull.
Every morning I look at it.
I think:
"Maybe today is the day I flip the lights out."
But I don't do it.
I never do it. You know why?
Because I promised you I wouldn't give up!
- Cass, you okay? - No.
What's wrong?
Something's happening.
Where?
I'm gonna get a beer. Do you mind?
Help. Boys.
Who is it?
That's our brother.
Wait a minute. Your brother? Adam?
Cass, what the hell?
- Angels. - Angels? Why?
I know one thing for sure.
We need to hide him. Now.
- Where am I? It's okay.
- Just relax. You're safe. - Who the hell are you?
You're gonna find this a little...
A lot crazy, but we're actually your brothers.
It's the truth.
John Winchester is our father too.
- See, I'm Sam... - Yeah, and I'm sure that's Dean.
I know who you are.
- How? - They warned me about you.
- Who did? - The angels.
Now, where the hell is Zachariah?
So why don't you just tell us everything.
Start from the beginning.
Well, I was dead and in heaven.
Except it kind of looked like my prom.
I was making out with this girl. Her name was Kristin McGee.
That sounds like heaven.
Did you get to third base?
Ahem. Just, uh...
Just keep going.
Well, these angels, they popped out of nowhere...
...and they told me that I'm chosen. - For what?
To save the world.
- How are you gonna do that? - Me and some archangel...
...are gonna kill the devil.
- What archangel? - Michael.
I'm his sword or vessel or something. I don't know.
Well... Well, that's insane.
Not necessarily.
How do you mean?
Maybe they're moving on from you, Dean.
Well, that doesn't make sense.
He's John Winchester's bloodline, Sam's brother.
- It's not perfect, but it's possible. You gotta be kidding me.
- Why would they do this? - Maybe they're desperate.
Maybe they wrongly assumed Dean would be brave enough.
- You know what? Blow me, Cass. Look. No way.
After everything that's happened?
All that crap about destiny, suddenly the angels have a plan B?
Does that smell right to anybody?
You know, this has been a really moving family reunion...
...but I got a thing, so...
Whoa, whoa, whoa, no, no, no. Sit down.
Just listen, okay?
Please.
Unbelievable.
Now, Adam...
...the angels are lying to you.
They're full of crap.
- Yeah, I don't think so. - Really?
- Why not? - Um, because they're angels.
They were gonna roast half the planet.
They said the fight might get hairy. But it is the devil.
- So we gotta stop him. Yeah.
But there is another way.
Great. What is it?
Well, we're working on the power of love.
- How's that going? - Mm. Not good.
Look, Adam. You don't know me from a hole in the wall, I know...
...but I'm begging you. Please.
Just trust me.
- Give me some time. - Give me one good reason.
Because we're blood.
You got no right to say that to me.
You're still John's boy.
No. John Winchester was some guy...
...who took me to a baseball game once a year. I don't have a dad.
So we may be blood, but we are not family.
My mom is my family.
And if I do my job, I get to see her again.
So no offense, but she's the one I give a rat's ass about. Not you.
Yeah, fair enough.
But if you have one good memory of Dad, just one...
...then you'll give us a little more time. Please.
Going somewhere?
Out for a beer.
Great. We got beer. Have a seat.
Great.
You know, you pitch this whole dewy-eyed bromance thing...
...but truth is I'm on lockdown, aren't I?
Adam...
...you may not believe it...
...but Dad was trying to protect you, keeping you from all this.
Yeah, well, I guess the monster that ate me didn't get that memo.
- You remember that. - Oh, yeah.
Still. Trust me.
The one thing worse than seeing Dad once a year was seeing him all year.
Do you know how full of crap you are?
- What? - Really.
You see, it was me and it was my mom. That's it.
She worked the graveyard at the hospital.
I cooked my own dinners, I put myself to bed.
So say whatever you want about our dad...
...but the truth is I would've taken anything.
All right?
Look, if we had known we had a brother...
- Well, you didn't, so... - We would've found you.
Look, I can't change the past. I wish I could.
- But from here on out... - What?
We gonna hop in the Family Truckster, pop on down to Walley World?
Tell you one thing, attitude like that...
...you'd fit right in around here.
Cass, not for nothing...
...but the last person who looked at me like that, I got laid.
Why don't you go keep an eye on Adam.
Is this really necessary?
Well... I mean, we got our hands full, Dean.
- A house full of flight risks. - I'm not letting him do it.
Adam? No, I'm not either.
- No, you're not getting me. - No, no, no. I get you perfectly.
But I'm not letting you do it either.
- That kid's not taking a bullet for me. - Dean.
I'm serious.
I mean, think about how many people we've gotten killed, Sam.
Mom, Dad, Jess, Jo, Ellen.
Should I keep going?
It's not like we pulled the trigger.
We might as well have.
I'm tired, man.
I'm tired of fighting who I'm supposed to be.
You think you could take a half-second...
...and stop trying to sacrifice yourself for a change?
Maybe we could actually stick together.
- I don't think so. - Why not?
Dean, seriously.
Tell me. I wanna know.
I just...
I don't believe.
In what?
In you.
I mean, I don't...
I don't know whether it's gonna be demon blood...
...or some other demon chick or what.
But I do know they're gonna find a way to turn you.
So you're saying I'm not strong enough?
You're angry, you're self-righteous.
Lucifer is gonna wear you to the prom.
- It's just a matter of time. - Don't say that to me.
Not you.
Of all people.
I don't want to.
But it's the truth.
And when Satan takes you over...
...there's gotta be somebody there to fight him.
And it ain't gonna be that kid.
So it's gotta be me.
How's he doing?
How you doing?
Dean?
Cass.
Where's Cass?
Blown to Oz.
Look, I'll get Dean.
He couldn't have gone too far. Just watch Adam.
How? You may have noticed, he's got a slight height advantage.
Then cuff him to your chair. I don't know. Just watch him.
Your mom is not coming, you know.
This is the park where your mom took you on her day off, right?
She's not coming. Not yet.
But she will. Soon.
You're Zachariah, right?
I am.
You weren't where you were supposed to be, kid.
- Yeah, I know. - Can't quite zero in on you either.
So let me take a wild guess.
You're with Sam and Dean.
Yeah.
Didn't we tell you about them?
So you know you can't trust them, right?
You know Sam and Dean Winchester...
...are psychotically, irrationally, erotically codependent on each other, right?
I don't know.
They said a few things about you.
Really?
Trust me, kid, when the heat gets hot, they're not gonna give a crap about you.
Hell, they'd rather save each other's sweet bacon than save the planet.
They're not your family.
Understand?
Now...
...you wanna see your mom again or not?
The end is nigh.
The apocalypse is upon us.
The angels talk to me and they asked me to talk to you.
- The apocalypse... - Hey.
I'm Dean Winchester. Do you know who I am?
Dear God.
I'll take that as a yes.
I need you to pray to your angel buddies and let them know that I'm here.
Our father, who art in heaven...
...hallowed be thy name... You pray too loud.
What? Are you crazy?
I rebelled for this?
So that you could surrender to them?
Cass. Please.
I gave everything for you and this is what you give to me?
Do it.
Just do it.
Bobby. What do you mean Adam is gone?
Should I say it in Spanish?
He's gone how?
What the hell, Bobby?
Watch your tone, boy.
He was right in front of me and he disappeared into thin air.
Because the angels took him.
What the hell happened to him?
Me.
What do you mean the angels took Adam?
You branded his ribs, didn't you?
- Yes. Adam must have tipped them. - How?
I don't know. Maybe in a dream.
Where would they have taken him?
I see you and your brother share the same refined palate.
So, uh...
...we ready?
- For what? - What do you mean, "For what?"
For Michael.
Oh, right.
About that.
This is never easy...
...but I'm afraid we've had to terminate your position at this time.
- Excuse me? - Don't get me wrong.
You've been a hell of a sport, really. Good stuff.
But the thing is you're not so much the "chosen one"...
...as you are a clammy scrap of bait.
What about the stuff that you said? I'm supposed to fight the devil.
Mm. Not so much.
If it's any consolation, you happen to be the half brother...
...of the guy we do care about. That's not bad, is it?
So you lied. About everything.
We didn't lie. We just avoided certain truths to manipulate you.
Oh, you son of a bitch.
Hey, how do you think I feel?
I'm the one that's gotta put up with that dumb, slack-jawed look on your face.
Kid, we didn't have a choice.
The Winchesters got one blind spot and it's family.
See, Sam and Dean, they're gonna put aside their differences...
...and they're gonna come get you. And that is gonna put Dean right here.
Right where I need him.
This is the night, kid.
Our night. Michael's seen it.
The tumblers finally click into place and it's all because of you.
And me. But who's keeping score?
- Yeah, I'm not gonna let you do this. - Cool your jets, Corky.
Sit down. We're doing it together.
Plus, you still get your severance. You still get to see your mom, okay?
Why should I believe you?
You know what?
I keep hearing this:
But what I wanna be hearing is this:
Yeah.
That's better.
How you feeling?
Word to the wise.
Don't piss off the nerd angels.
So how's it going?
Adam is gone.
- Angels have him. - Where?
- The room where they took you. - You sure?
Cass did a recon.
- And? - And place is crawling with mooks.
Pretty much a no-shot-in-hell, Hail-Mary kind of thing.
So the usual.
What are you gonna do?
For starters?
Bringing you with.
Excuse me?
There are too many of them. We can't do it alone...
...and you're pretty much the only game in town.
Isn't that a bad idea?
Cass and Bobby think so. I'm not so sure.
Well, they're right.
Either it's a trap to get me there to make me say yes...
...or it's not a trap and I'm gonna say yes anyway.
And I will. I'll do it. Fair warning.
No, you won't.
When push shoves, you'll make the right call.
You know, tables were turned...
...I'd let you rot in here.
Hell, I have let you rot in here.
Yeah, well. I guess I'm not that smart.
I don't get it, Sam. Why are you doing this?
Because.
You're still my big brother.
Where the hell are we?
Van Nuys, California.
- Where is the beautiful room? - In there.
Beautiful room is in an abandoned factory in Van Nuys, California?
Where did you think it was? I don't know. Jupiter?
A blade of grass? Not Van Nuys.
Tell me why you don't just grab Adam and shazam out of there?
Because there are at least five angels in there.
- You're fast. - They're faster.
I'll clear them out, you two grab the boy.
- This is our only chance. - You're gonna take on five angels?
Yes.
Isn't that suicide?
Maybe it is.
But then I won't have to watch you fail.
Sorry, Dean.
I don't have the same faith in you that Sam does.
What are you gonna do with that?
What are you waiting for?
Come on.
Adam. Hey. Hey.
- You came for me. - Yeah, well, you're family.
- Dean, it's a trap. - I figured.
Dean, please.
Did you really think it would be that easy?
Did you?
- Sam? - You know what I've learned...
...from this experience, Dean?
Patience.
Adam?
Let him go, you son of a bitch.
I thought I was downsized for sure. And for us, a firing, pretty damn literal.
But I should've trusted the boss man.
It's all playing out like he said.
You, me, your hemorrhaging brothers.
You're finally ready, right?
There's no other choice.
- There's never been a choice. - Stop it. Stop it right now.
In exchange for what?
Damn it, Zachariah.
Stop it, please.
I'll do it.
I'm sorry, what was that?
Okay, yes.
- The answer is yes. - Dean.
Do you hear me?
Call Michael down, you bastard.
- How do I know you're not lying? - Do I look like I'm lying?
He's coming.
Of course, I have a few conditions.
- What? - A few people whose safety...
...you have to guarantee before I say yes.
Sure, fine. Make a list.
But most of all...
...Michael can't have me until he disintegrates you.
- What did you say? - I said...
...before Michael gets one piece of this sweet ass...
...he has to turn you into a piece of charcoal.
- You think Michael is gonna go for that? - Who's more important to him now?
You or me?
You listen to me.
You are nothing but a maggot inside a worm's ass.
Do you know who I am after I deliver you to Michael?
Expendable.
- Michael is not gonna kill me. - Maybe not.
But I am.
Come on. Come on.
- Can you walk? - Yeah.
Okay, come on.
Come on. Move it.
No. No.
Dean! Help!
It won't open!
Dean! Help!
Dean!
Hold on. We'll get you out.
Just hold on!
Adam. Can you hear me?
Adam?
You think Adam is okay?
Doubt it.
Cass either. But we'll get them.
So?
So what?
I saw your eyes.
You were totally rocking the yes back there.
So, what changed your mind?
Honestly?
The damnedest thing.
I mean, the world is ending...
...the walls are coming down on us...
...I look over to you and all I can think about is:
"The stupid son of a bitch brought me here."
I just didn't wanna let you down.
You didn't. You almost did.
But you didn't.
I owe you an apology.
- No, man. No, you don't. - Just let me say this.
I don't know if it's being a big brother or what...
...but, to me, you've always been this snot-nosed kid...
...that I've had to keep on the straight and narrow.
I think we both know that's not you anymore.
I mean, hell, if you're grown-up enough to find faith in me...
...least I can do is return the favor.
So screw destiny.
Right in the face.
I say we take the fight to them, do it our way.
Sounds good.