Original subtitles

[Dean] Me and Sam, we've killed just about everything there is.

And Jack? He's just another monster.

[Sam] Dean's gone. We have no idea if he's even still alive.

Sammy, it's me.

I can feel him in my head.

Michael gets out, that's it for this world.

♪ Think in terms of bridges burned... ♪

[Castiel] Jack is lost without his grace.

Jack!

[Castiel] We need to use magic to draw out your soul.

[Jack] I am a Winchester!

Wanna know how much of my soul I had to burn to kill Michael?

-Yes. -Dean.

[Dean] There's only one way that this ends right.

[Sam] After all these years, just throw in the towel?

Let's go home.

[Sam] I do believe in us.

Dad? None of this would've happened without you.

I am so proud of you boys.

[Dan] Nick, he is trying to resurrect Lucifer.

-[grunting] -[man] Jack.

♪ Take it calmly and serene... ♪

-Listen to me. -Leave me alone!

-[Sam] Jack, he can't be killed. -[Dean] No, but he can be contained.

♪ It's been coming on so long... ♪

-This is bad. -You lied!

-Can you stop him? -[Chuck] You can, with the Equalizer.

-He's been playing us. -Fine!

That's the way you want it? Story's over.

♪ lt's been a long time since you've smiled... ♪

Welcome to the end.

♪ Seems like oh so long ago ♪

[grunting and impacts]

♪ Now the stage has all been set ♪

♪ And the nights are growing cold ♪

[growling and grunting]

♪ Soon the winter will be here ♪

♪ And there's no one warm to hold ♪

♪ Now the lines have all been read ♪

Sam!

Dean!

♪ And you knew them all by heart ♪

♪ Now you move toward the door ♪

♪ Here it comes, the hardest part ♪

♪ Try the handle of the road ♪

Dean, this way!

♪ Feeling different, feeling strange ♪

♪ This can never be arranged ♪

♪ From the famous final scene ♪

[growling and grunting nearby]

[banging on door]

He didn't deserve this.

Cass? ls he here? Can you--? Can you--?

I don't think so.

So, what?

-Sent those freaking zombies at us now? -I don't think they're zombies, Dean.

I think-- I think, when those souls came up from hell, they just--

-What? Jumped into the nearest body? -I guess, yes.

[growling and banging continues]

-Is that thing gonna hold? -The doors are made of iron, so I hope.

[Dean] Chuck, he said, "Welcome to the end." What--? What did that mean?

Cass? Come on, man, ideas. Can you smite our way out of here?

You saw them. I would be overwhelmed, Dean. l--

I don't know. They're ghosts, technically. Maybe we can burn their bones?

Burn their bones? Cass, their bodies could be anywhere.

Great, so we go outside, we get ripped apart. We stay in here, we're-- What, starve to death?

-Well, I wouldn't starve. -Well, good for you.

Good.

Son of a bitch.

Chuck, man, l knew it. I knew he would do something like this.

He's always so squirrelly, you know? With the robe and the beard

and the smile that's like, half nice, half I'm-gonna-rip-your-throat-out.

"Oh, let me play you a song." [grunts]

What do you got?

[water flowing]

Sam?

You guys, l think l hear water. There must be a drainage pipe or something.

Could be a sewer line.

Yeah.

Come on. Come on.

Yeah. Yeah.

There you go.

[growling and banging intensifies]

Cass, a little help here.

[growling]

Well, so much for the pipes. The hell are we gonna do now?

Hello.

Jack.

You're alive.

-That's not Jack. lt's a demon. -What?

Yeah. Sorry about that.

-How in the hell? -Look, l just got here and, uh, I needed a body.

-So... -So you're a demon.

Yeah. l'd do the whole eyes thing, but, uh...

No eyes.

The hell are you doing?

Blending.

Get out of him.

Look, l know it's weird.

Okay, uh, where do l start?

Like the first day of school. Hi. Uh...

My name is Belphegor, and l'm here from--

I said get out of him.

[chuckles]

-Whoa. Hey. -I'm not gonna ask again.

No, I can help. Okay? I can help.

-Cass, let him speak. -He's an abomination!

You're an abomination with that stupid, dumb trench coat--

Cass. Cass, hey, hey.

We need the help.

-He is defiling Jack's corpse. -But if he can help...

Jack's gone, all right? So let's listen to what the demon has to say.

If we don't like what he says, then we stab him.

Cass.

Dean's right.

All right.

-So we are... -The Winchesters.

I know, I read the papers.

-You have newspapers in hell? -Yeah, the Wi-Fi sucks.

Anyway, I'm guessing this whole, uh, hellmouth thing is kind of you?

No, it was God.

Yeah, sure. [chuckles]

Oh, you're serious.

-It's a long story. -Okay, okay.

Look, l'm not some crossroad demon.

I'm not even one of those black-eyed goons who crawled his way up here

to eat, you know, virgins and puppies and virgin puppies.

Look, downstairs, I punch a clock.

A soul comes in, I torment it. lt's what l do.

-What's your point? -The point is, l like my job.

I like hell the way it is, or was.

So all those bad guys, you want them back where they came from, right?

Well, me too.

Okay? We're... We're "twinsies," guys.

Oh, we are not twinsies.

-Can you fix this? -Um, no, but I can get you out of here.

-How? -"How?"

Little spell, you know, nothing major.

All right.

We need some graveyard dirt.

And some, uh, angel blood.

Cass.

[growling and banging stops]

Ah?

You're welcome.

[sighs]

Hey, it worked. High five.

The spirits have been destroyed.

No, I just blasted them out of those bodies. Yeah.

So where are the ghosts, then?

♪ I need a boy made by Nicholas Sparks... ♪

Cool. How's this?

Ooh. [chuckles]

Oh, my God.

All right.

-Oh, my God. That color looks so good on you. -I know, right?

-I'm trying these next. -Okay.

That's so cute.

So your mom just buy you this stuff?

Yeah. Since the divorce, she feels super guilty.

Awesome. Divorce is awesome.

I know, right?

Rachel, you should try this.

[screaming]

Rachel?

Rachel!

[screams]

I mean, come on,

I look good.

Anything?

No, not yet. l mean, the news, it didn't--

It's just not saying anything about a worldwide zombie apocalypse.

So ghost apocalypse maybe is just happening here.

Yeah. For now.

I mean, the souls gotta go somewhere, right?

How many are we talking about, by the way? Souls?

-In hell? -Yes.

Two, three billion.

Let's stick to the plan, right?

We head back to the bunker, figure out how to close the rift.

Yeah. lf you can.

-Well, you got a better idea? -I do not.

But if you wanted to buy some time, you could always contain the ghosts.

-Contain them how? -Magic.

And you just happen to know the right spell.

Lucky you.

-What do you mean by "contain"? -Imagine a salt circle a mile wide.

No ghosts get in, no ghosts get out.

-Yeah, great, okay. -No.

That town, Harlan, Kansas, is less than a mile from the cemetery.

-Then we get everybody out. -How?

We lie.

You see that?

Pull over.

[Lon Rogers & The Soul Blenders' "Too Good To Be True" playing on car stereo]

♪ l'm in love with you ♪

♪ And l pray to God the things you do ♪

♪ Do more to me than any pot of gold ♪

♪ You make me feel so good deep in my soul ♪

♪ It's too good to be true ♪

♪ That I'm in love with you ♪

♪ It's too good to be true ♪

♪ A sweet-hearted girl like you ♪

♪ And if you ever depart from me ♪

♪ l'll live on in misery... ♪

There's no body.

-This look familiar to you? -Yeah.

-Looks like a Woman in White. -Exactly.

Dean, this could be our Woman in White.

-Dude, we sent her to hell years ago. -Yeah, but she could be back.

Well, if she's back, then they're all back.

Every last one that we ever killed.

Let's go.

[panting]

[demon cackling nearby]

I got you.

Okay.

Hang on.

Okay.

[demon] l'm coming for you.

Okay. Stay here, baby, okay? Stay here.

Baby, okay, stay here.

[demon] Come out, come out, wherever you are.

[demon continues cackling]

Help! Please, help us, please!

Please! Please help us! Help!

-Help! Please! -[demon] Come play with me.

Help! Please.

-Okay. It's okay. We're gonna be okay. -[demon] l'm right here.

Come on, let's go this way.

[objects breaking inside house]

[demon] l know where you are.

[chuckles]

[man] --dang tree. Just move the sign, the problem's gone.

Excuse me.

FBl.

How can l help you?

We can handle the evacs.

Why don't you grab Crowley, Jr. whatever he needs for his spell?

-No. -What?

Dean, I can't-- I--

I can't even look at him.

I'm--

What--? Benzine?

The pipeline outside town. lt sprung a leak.

What pipeline?

Sheriff, the longer we stand here talking about it,

the more people are gonna get sick.

Now, the EPA is on its way, but we need to clear these people out, ASAP.

Well, I suppose we could move folks up to the high school.

Where is that?

About five miles up 281 .

-Well, that's far enough. -Great.

Get these people on the move. We'll go house-to-house. Come on.

-Uh, what's that? -Don't worry about it.

Okay, cool.

So people are, like, crazy good-looking now, right?

What?

I mean, the last time l was on earth, I mean, I was human.

It was a while ago.

I mean, we were all worshipping this giant rock

that looked like a huge penis and...

Anyway, folks back then, they were,

you know, ugly.

You know, had lot of humps. l mean, a lot.

Look at them now.

I mean, look at you.

You're, uh, you know...

gorgeous.

What?

Okay.

When are you gonna get out of that body?

When I find another one. I mean, I would've jumped at the cemetery,

but all those meat suits were a little too, uh, you know, wormy.

Difficult to blend, if you will.

You know.

So, uh...

who was he, anyway?

He was our kid. Kind of.

Oh, sorry.

All right, so, what do you need for this spell?

Oh, nothing much.

Big bag of salt.

-Easy. -And a human heart.

[siren wails]

All right. I go left, you go right.

See anybody, get them out.

See a ghost, hit it with rock salt.

[knock on door]

Hello?

Anybody in here?

Here.

Here, up here.

Okay, come here. Just--

Hey, it's okay. It's okay.

I'm safe, okay?

Come on. I got you. l got you.

I got you.

Here we go, just-- There's your mom, all right?

Oh, God. Thank God.

Dead.

They're all dead.

I know, I know. Just...

I'm gonna get you out of here, all right?

Hey, you're gonna be okay, all right?

Everything's gonna be fine.

[demon cackles]

Happy birthday to you

[shotgun fires]

Sam.

Just head to the gym. I'll be right behind you.

Move those people.

Travis, l told you--

Yeah.

Got it.

No. No.

Rowena, we need your help, so move your ass.

What?

No, I'm not--

Move your exquisite ass, please.

All right? Great.

Here's your salt.

-Is there a problem? -What?

Oh. No, l mean, uh...

-I'm a fan. -Excuse me?

Yeah, l didn't wanna say it in front of the other guys,

but when you were in hell with Alastair...

I got a chance to watch you work and--

I mean, the things you did to those people, I mean, it wasn't torture, it was, um...

It was art.

-Yeah, but that was a long time ago. -Depends how you look at it.

-With all this going on, what's it like there? -In hell?

Yeah.

You ever seen an ant hill when it's, like, set on fire?

Okay. Well, there we were, minding our own business.

You know, flaying people for eternity like you do, right?

And then, every door in hell just sprang open all at once.

Souls got out. Sky cracked and, uh-- Boom. Ta-da, you know.

What, every door? Even the cage?

Yeah. Even the cage.

-And Michael? -Well, last I heard, he was just sitting there.

Man, but if he got out... ugh.

I mean, he wouldn't hold a grudge, right?

[Sam grunting]

Stay still.

How?

I'm an angel.

And that clown was?

A ghost.

And you're?

Just a guy. [chuckles]

[grunts]

-Sam? -Yeah, l'm good. Just--

-Like when I shot God-- -I'm sorry?

-When you shot God? -It's a long story.

-It's nothing. It's fine. lt's just... -[Castiel] Sam.

Let me see.

[Dean] Sammy, please.

-Can't you fix it? -No. I can't. There's--

There's an energy in that wound that it's-- I never felt that before.

-Like l said, it's fine. -Sam.

[phone buzzing]

-Sheriff. -Hey, agent.

I'm-- I'm doing a final sweep, but-- Looks like l got everybody.

Okay. Great.

-Just head to the school. I'll meet you there. -Copy that.

All right, we gotta go.

We gotta go, come on. Come on.

Sweetie, come on. lt's okay.

Ma'am?

You okay?

[Bel] So about that heart?

Working on it. I'm thinking maybe we hit the morgue.

Fresh. It'd be-- lt would be better.

[sheriff screaming nearby]

Cool.

Son of a bitch.

Yeah.

Yeah, poor guy.

-Whoa. -Yeah.

Got a heart.

Baby, what--? What are you doing? We gotta go.

[screams]

We need to move, now.

I remember you. You took me home.

It's just one ghost.

It's okay. Stay back.

Just three.

No. Hey, look. Okay, l barely even-- Barely even know this guy, okay?

You shot me.

Hey. Hey!

Bad ghost. Bad!

[cackling]

[Dean] Hey, Casper.

The spell, now. Let's get the salt.

Yeah.

[shrieks]

Come on. Come.

-We good? -We're good.

[speaking in Latin]

Help me.

It's okay.

You all right?

-Thank you. -Okay. Just...

[shockwave roars nearby]

Is that--?

The spell.

All right. Let's go. Let's go.

Sam.

-Go. Get them across the line, Cass. -Sam.

-Go! -Come on.

Bring it.

[shotgun clicks]

[clown cackling]

Sam!

Come on. I got you. Come here. l got you.

[screams]

Shut up.

Come on. Let's go.

So, what now?

Okay. You two go inside. We'll take care of the town.

And don't tell anybody about the whole ghost thing.

Or the angel thing.

Yeah, that-- That might freak him out.

Uh, might?

Thank you.

I got them.

Here. Watch your step.

You okay?

-Yes, but-- -Good.

Wow, awkward.

You wanna talk about it, or...?

Is that a no?

That's a no.

How are the locals?

They've been asking a lot of questions about the evacuation.

And by the way, when this gas leak thing gets out,

we have one, maybe two days before the real FBl shows up.

Yeah, l know. I figured.

So, what do we do now?

-Right now, we get you fixed up. -What?

-Chuck got shot and you got shot, right? -I'm fine.

No. Come on, we've been going non-stop. Let me see it.

-There's no exit wound. -I know.

-How bad does it hurt? -A little, not much.

Okay.

You remember when we were little?

What l would do to distract you whenever I'd rip off a band-aid or...

something like that?

Yeah. You'd tell some stupid joke.

Yeah.

Knock, knock.

Come on. Knock, knock.

Who's--?

-Still got it. -Yeah.

So when Chuck-- God.

--said, "This is the end," I guess this is what he meant.

Yeah. Well, screw him.

He's been playing us this entire time.

All right.

No.

Just when we thought we had a choice, whenever we thought we had free will...

we were just rats in a maze.

Sure, we could go left. Sure, we could go right.

But we were still in the damn maze.

Just makes you think of all of it, everything that we've done...

what did it even mean?

It meant a lot.

We still saved people.

Yeah, but what for? You know?

Just so he could throw another end of the world at us

and then sit back and chug popcorn?

Maybe. Yeah, maybe.

But now he's gone

You think?

That's what he does.

He gets bored and-- And pulls the ripcord.

I mean, that's what he did with Apocalypse World, and, and--

Probably with all of them. He moves on, starts another story.

You know what?

Good.

Because if he bailed, it's just us.

For the first time, it's just us.

And about three billion ghosts.

Yeah. Well, what's one more apocalypse, right?

But, seriously, if we win--

When we win this,

God is gone.

There's no one to screw with us. There's no more maze.

It's just us.

And we're free.

So you and me versus every soul in hell?

I like those odds.

Yeah, me too.

Well, you know what that means?

We got work to do.