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You ever feel like you're the punch line to some cosmic joke?

-What the hell were you thinking? -It's time for me to move on.

-[Dean] Sam's been trying to call you. -I know.

When I shot Chuck, the bullet wasn't a bullet. It was a piece of me.

So, what if it created a link of some sort?

Eileen, we can bring you back.

[blues music playing]

All right, we're almost there.

You're so good to me, Angela.

-What would l do without you? -Okay.

What would l do without my best friend?

Sally. Okay. Let's just get you home.

-Or-- -Okay?

Ryan said there was an after-party at his house.

No. No. No.

No more after-parties. No more drinking.

No more guys.

Mm. Uh-oh.

[groaning]

Sally?

Great.

[vomiting]

Purge your sins, then we'll get you home.

[groaning]

[vomiting and coughing]

Angela?

Hello?

[creature growling]

[whimpering]

[roars]

[screaming]

Ah. Anything.

Crop circles, body without a heart.

Anything.

Come on, Internet.

Oh, hello.

Yeah.

[dishes clattering]

[Sam] Ha. lt's never enough food.

Hey.

[Sam chuckles]

-Hey. -Look who's alive.

Yeah, mostly.

[Sam] You hungry?

We have, uh, eggs, pancakes, bacon.

Is that real bacon? Because, you know, you...

Are you two hungover?

We might have gotten just a little carried away

-with the margaritas last night. -Margaritas.

[Dean chuckles]

I knew l liked you.

-Sit. Eat. -Yeah.

No, no. Uh, no, l can't.

Wait, wait, wait.

You're turning down bacon?

-Mm. Yes. Yeah. l'm actually-- I'm gotta head out. -[Sam] Okay. Fine.

Just give us a second to wrap this up and we'll come with you.

No, no, no. I'm good. You guys stay, eat.

It smells terrific.

Hey, Dean. Dean. Whoa, whoa, whoa. Just hold on, slow down.

No, I'm good. I'm good.

You're good? What does that mean?

It means I gotta get out of here. Okay? l just-- l gotta...

I'm gonna take a drive, clear my head.

Alone?

Yeah. Yeah, you and Eileen, you guys are having fun.

I don't wanna spoil that, you know?

[chuckles]

Yeah. Go, go. Clear your head.

-Eileen and l have stuff to do. -Yeah, l'll bet you do. Eh? Hmm?

It's not like that.

I meant looking for Chuck and Lilith and...

Sure. Got it.

Um, but if things go your way, make sure you put the sock on the door.

So I know.

-Call me if you need me. -I always do.

[exhales sharply]

Is he okay?

I think.

It's funny, after everything with Chuck, Dean was so... down.

I thought he wouldn't get back up again.

But now, him leaving, that's progress. Right?

Yeah, it is.

Yeah.

Excuse me, sheriff?

-Can l help you? -Agent Dukes.

"Dukes"? Like "put up your dukes"?

Exactly.

Sheriff Dillon.

Good to meet you. Listen, l'm looking into the disappearance of Angela Sullivan.

-Disappearance? -Mm-hm.

I wouldn't go that far.

-No? Why not? -Well, for one, Angela's car is gone.

Cars don't usual disappear unless they're being driven somewhere.

Okay, so you think what?

That girl wasn't taken. She left on her own.

-You sure about that? -Look, this is a small town.

Angela's mom and dad passed a few years ago,

but even before they did, she was talking about moving to LA.

Trying to get on one of them competition shows.

Like the one with the Knight Rider.

Right.

It happens. Kids usually last about a week before they return.

I stayed there a whole month.

Oh, they don't know what they missed.

I could've been the next Denzel.

All right.

Uh, why would her friend report her missing?

I don't know, for the attention?

Sally's got issues.

What kind of issues?

The kind that keep her over at Swayze's Bar just about 24/7.

"Swayze."

Sheriff, thank you for your time.

-No problem. -Okay.

-Oh, Agent Dukes. -Yeah.

Hollywood ain't that far. You could catch Angela there.

While you're at it, you could give showbiz a shot for yourself.

You got the look.

All right.

[Christian Kane's "The House Rules" playing]

♪ So you're tired and you're beat And you worked all week ♪

♪ And you need a place you can let it go ♪

♪ Where the girls go wild and the boys play hard And you need a little more than just the radio ♪

♪ Well here's your open invitation With just a couple regulations ♪

♪ Let me warn you son, only come to have fun We don't take kindly to serious ♪

So before you come in here With some kind of attitude

♪ You'd better read the house rules ♪

[woman] Hey there.

Nice place.

Best beer and wings in the world.

I'll be the judge of that.

Sure you will, handsome.

-But first, hand it over. -My gun?

This is Texas, sweetheart. You can keep your gun. Cell phone.

Ain't a party if everyone's on their phone.

All right.

-I'm looking for someone. -Oh, but l think you found her.

[both chuckle]

Sally Anderson, have you seen her?

Not yet, but it's Two for Tuesday.

-She'll show up. -Thank you.

Mm-mm. Thank you.

♪ So before you come in here With some kind of attitude ♪

♪ All right, before you come walking in here With any kind of attitude ♪

♪ You'd better read the house rules ♪

[cheering]

Lee Webb.

-[woman] Hey, honey. Hi. -Hey.

You liked that?

You son of a bitch.

Dean frigging Winchester.

I'll be damned. Man, come in here. [laughs]

-The hell are you doing here? -What am I--? l own this joint, man.

What are you doing in here?

-Working a case. -Still hunting, huh?

Well, yeah.

Dean Winchester.

Unbelievable.

Hey, uh, Lorna?

Lorna.

Hey. Can we get a couple of beers for me and my boy here?

You got time, right?

-Always. -All right.

-You own the place? -Come on, dude.

You sounded good.

My brain is just, like, melting.

Yeah. Me too.

I need a break, and so do you.

Why don't we do something... fun?

Yeah. Um...

-Ideas? -I mean... a few.

[door opens]

Sam.

Cass?

What in the world, man?

Where have you been? I've been calling you and texting--

I know. I was... Well, it doesn't matter.

I'm here now. l'm ready to help.

Hi.

Yeah, uh...

Cass, this is Eileen Leahy.

Eileen, this is Cass.

-I thought you were-- -Dead?

Yeah. l got better.

[Sam] One-time thing.

-Where's Dean? -He went for a drive.

He needed to clear his head.

So we've been looking for signs of Chuck and Lilith.

-Lilith? -Yeah, uh, she's back.

-Have you found them? -Not yet.

-Because you're looking in the wrong places. -Have you heard something on angel radio--?

No, no. lt's been silent for months.

But your wound, it's still not healed?

-No. -Good.

I've been thinking about that gun, the, uh, Equalizer.

When you shot God, it fired a piece of your soul.

-Okay. -So there may be some of you inside Chuck.

Ew.

Oh. Tell me, brother. How's the old man?

He died.

Yeah, 1 3 years ago.

But, hey, he was doing what he loved the most. Kicking ass and taking names.

Yeah.

I'm sorry, man.

Yeah, appreciate that.

I always liked that crusty son of a bitch.

[chuckles] Yeah.

You remember that time he caught us wasted on a hunt?

He was so mad l thought he was gonna have an aneurysm.

Oh, man. But I'll tell you what, he always liked you. He always liked you.

In fact, he said he'd never seen anybody better in a fight.

And that is high praise coming from my old man.

-To John Winchester. -Hey.

-Thank you. -Yeah.

Man, so l don't think l've seen you since Sammy was in college.

-Right. -I mean, hell, l thought you were--

Dead?

Well, I mean, that's usually how this ends, isn't it?

Yeah.

Mm.

You remember that cult thing we did in Arizona?

-Oh, yeah. I remember that. -Yeah.

Well, I did one more case after that, right around here, and...

I decided that wasn't the life for me anymore.

I scrounged up what I could and I bought this joint.

Living the dream.

Let me ask you something.

You ever regret it?

Walking away?

Not once.

Cass, are you sure about this?

No. But I am sure I can't heal the wound. Maybe I can probe it.

-Probe it? -Study it.

See if it can lead us to Chuck.

Is that dangerous?

Probably.

All right.

Let's do it.

Sam, l...

I'll be fine.

I'm ready.

This is gonna sting.

Sam, are you okay?

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Just...

-Sam. -Sam?

-Sam? -Sam?

Sam.

[phone line ringing]

This is Dean's other, other, other, other phone. Leave a message.

[sighs] Dean, I need you to call me back. Sam is hurt, and I--

Where are you?

Okay, one, three bottles of Jäger is nobody's friend,

and, B, they were twins.

No, no, no. Whoa, no. They were not twins.

They were triplets, and we split them up fair and square.

[Lorna laughs]

That's right.

-Triplets. -Yeah.

[cell phone ringing]

Castiel.

[Castiel] Sergei.

I'm surprised to hear your voice.

After last time, l didn't think we'd ever do business again.

I, um...

I nee--

I need your help.

Sam Winchester is hurt.

And you, an angel of the Lord, are unable to heal him?

This wound is unusual. lt's divine.

Interesting.

I figure after Jack, you owe me.

And I'd love to pay my debt...

but, unfortunately, this weekend I'm with my niece.

She just got into USC, and I promised to take her shopping, so--

Let me rephrase.

If you don't help me tonight, I will find you and burn you alive.

My, how your negotiation skills have improved.

[line disconnects]

Castiel?

Hello?

No.

I need a favor.

[Dean] Ghost sickness.

-Ghost sickness? -Ghost sickness.

Man, it was no fun.

Everything was scary.

This cat jumped out at me, had me checking my pants.

I'm not joking. lt was awful, man. Whew.

You haven't even told me what case you're working on, man.

Oh. Right. So a girl went missing. Of course sheriff thinks it's nothing, right?

The sheriff from this town couldn't find his ass with a flashlight and a map.

You recognize her?

Um, no.

That's Angela, Lee. She's in here all the time.

Wait. This the girl who doesn't drink much?

-That's the one. -But her friend...

-Like a fish. -Is like a fish.

-What are you doing, man? -What?

You're chasing missing persons.

I thought you'd be on to something bigger by now, like the Loch Ness monster.

-[Dean chuckles] -Bigfoot.

Trust me, bigger doesn't always equal better.

Besides, who's gonna look out after the little guy?

God certainly isn't.

Damn, brother, that's dark.

Yeah, it's been a rough, uh... It's been a rough decade, Lee.

Yeah.

That's a conversation for a different time.

Because this, this right here, this is all right.

Well, I'm glad you approve.

This is nothing you can't have, man.

Yeah, oh, come on. Who's gonna kill the bad guys?

Somebody else.

Dean, how many lives you think you saved, huh? Hundreds? Thousands?

You deserve a break, bro.

Hell...

you might even deserve two.

Remember that old song your dad used to play us before we'd go out on a hunt?

Heh. Yeah. Yeah, he'd pop it in the tape deck, say, "Listen up, boys. This is real music."

He wasn't wrong.

-Oh, no. -Oh, yeah.

"GOB," boys.

Let's go.

[band playing Waylon Jennings' "Good Ol' Boys"]

Come on, boy.

You can't just sit around lip-synching "Eye of the Tiger" while no one's watching.

Come on. Get up here.

[people cheering]

♪ Just the good ol' boys ♪

♪ Never meanin' no harm ♪

♪ Beats all you ever saw ♪

♪ Been in trouble with the law Since the day they was born ♪

[microphone feedback whines]

♪ Straightenin' the curves ♪

♪ Oh, flattenin' the hills ♪

♪ Someday the mountain might get 'em But the law never will ♪

♪ Makin' their way ♪

♪ The only way they know how ♪

♪ Yeah, well, that's just a little bit more ♪

♪ Than the law will allow ♪

You son of a bitch.

♪ Makin' their way ♪

♪ The only way they know how ♪

♪ Yeah, well, that's just a little bit more ♪

♪ Than the law will allow ♪

♪ I'm a good ol' boy ♪

♪ You know my mama loves me ♪

♪ But she don't understand ♪

♪ They keep showin' my hands And not my face on TV ♪

♪ Makin' their way ♪

♪ The only way they know how ♪

♪ Yeah, well, that's just a little bit more ♪

♪ Than the law will allow ♪

I never got a standing ovation before.

Yeah. Feels pretty good, don't it?

-[Dean chuckles] -[woman] Stop it.

-Leave me alone. -[man] Back the hell up.

-Hey. -[woman] Stop, stop, stop.

-Come on, don't be like that. -No.

Road House rules?

Road House rules.

[woman] Stop, stop.

Hey. Hey!

I think you fellas have had enough.

[chuckles]

Time to leave.

Nah.

I think we'll stay a while.

Still got it.

[chuckles]

-[Lorna] Bunch ofjerks. -[Sally] Yeah.

-You all right, Sally? -Mm-hm.

Sally? Sally Anderson?

Yeah.

Why?

-Castiel. -[Castiel] Sergei.

The home of the fabled Men of Letters.

So the stories are true.

This place, what wonderful things you must have.

Okay, that's enough.

You're here for a reason.

Aren't we all?

Help him, please.

Of course, my dear.

Hmm.

What?

-A small thing. -What is it?

Sam is...

dying.

[drill whirring]

She was a good girl, you know?

She loved Jesus and--

[Lee] And America too?

Sally, just tell me what happened.

We left B's around closing.

I was pretty hammered,

but Angela, she was helping me to her car when l needed...

You know, I got sick.

And when l was done...

she was gone.

Angela was Raptured and l was left behind.

And the car went missing too, right?

Yeah, it got Raptured too, I guess.

You can't-- You can't Rapture a car.

It was a good car.

Dean, can l talk to you for a second, man?

Man. Come on, her story, dude. l mean--

I know, I know. Look, she's not the most reliable witness,

but best friends don't just leave without saying goodbye.

Unless they deserve it.

Yeah, but something seems off here.

I'll tell you what I'll do. l'll have to join up, you and l can work the case just like old times.

-Great. -Yeah.

All right, well, first things first, where do you dump a car around here?

Um, the lake, maybe.

Or the wrecking yard.

Look, l don't wanna know, l'm just saying,

if l had to get rid of something, Merle's is the place l'd do it.

I mean, that's-- l think the lake...

Look, l'll check the scrapyard, okay? You, you take the lake.

What do you mean, he's dying?

I imagine you were trying to ascertain the exact nature of the wound before this, yes?

Yes.

Ah. Well, there you go.

Most wounds want to be healed, to be whole.

But this, this wound is different.

It goes down to his very soul.

But also out into the world.

From what l can tell, his soul, it's connected to something.

Or someone. Somewhere.

Except, as you probed deeper,

you forced the soul to stretch from Sam's body to...

Where?

I don't know.

But now it's like a rubber band.

If it is stretched too far, too long, pop...

it snaps...

and Sam dies.

Can you fix it?

Of course I can.

Oh.

Damn it.

[gun cocks]

[Lee] Couldn't leave well enough alone, could you?

There.

Done.

-And nothing's happening. -Wait for it.

[gasping]

Sam?

Sam.

You're not complete.

You're not at full strength.

-[Castiel] What are you doing? -I made it worse.

-You said he could die. -Will die, and soon.

You can't leave this world. Not without my help.

No.

That won't help. lt's already done.

-Unless... -What?

...you give me what I want.

I used to be able to see Sam and Dean in my head. Now it's gone.

Now it's gone. Now it's gone.

Fix him...

or I kill you.

You kill me, he dies.

Or you give me the key to Death, and he lives.

[chuckles]

What?

You really have no idea about the treasures this place holds, do you?

The Men of Letters, some time ago, procured a very important item.

A black key, handle in the shape of a skeleton.

It can open a door to Death's library.

You will find it and give it to me, and--

No.

Castiel, please, you can't win this.

Yes, l can.

[Sergei] Anna.

A friend, Bobby, he's been watching her.

One word from me, and...

Well, you know what happens.

Fix Sam.

Now.

[chanting magic words]

[gasps]

Sam?

Are you okay?

I think.

What about your wound?

Still there. But he's back.

-So we good? -For now.

Mm.

I like this you, Castiel.

It's very... Russian.

[grunting]

[metal rattling]

Lee?

[Lee] You awake, buddy?

What the hell are you doing, man?

You had to hit the junkyard, didn't you?

Look, l don't know what's going on, okay?

But this is not you.

Well... not the old me, anyway.

I wasn't kidding about Arizona.

What that thing did...

to that family, those kids, that stuck in my head.

If evil like that exists in the world, then guys like you and me, we ain't ever gonna win.

The best we can do is have a little fun.

The last hunt I did, the one right around here?

I found something.

[roars]

Called a marid.

Little freaky-looking little thing, ain't it?

Yeah.

As long as you feed it, it gives you money,

it gives you health.

Everything you dreamed of.

So, what, it just costs innocent lives?

Dean, you and l both know no one's innocent.

After everything we've done, aren't we owed a little happiness? Huh?

Don't we deserve that much?

Listen to yourself.

"We're owed"?

"We deserve"?

Come on, man, you're not God.

Hell, God's not even God.

Good...

or bad...

the world doesn't care.

No one cares, Dean.

Well, I do.

Yeah.

That's what got you here.

Now...

it takes a while to drain a man.

But listen to me.

Don't worry about it. All right?

Don't worry, because once you lose a couple of pints, you just fall asleep.

And it'll be over.

Lee.

This is not how I wanted this to go, Dean.

When that blond girl walked in here last night, l should've known.

You know, Dean Winchester, the righter of wrongs,

you gonna keep digging, and you gonna figure me out.

And if it's gonna be you or me...

well, l gotta pick me, man.

Lee.

[door opens then closes]

[snarling]

[marid growling]

[marid snarling]

[marid grunting]

Sorry about your friend.

Oh, God bless Texas.

I'm out.

And by my count, so are you.

-You're hardcore, brother. -No.

No, you don't get to pretend like we're still friends.

I don't know you.

You don't, Dean?

I am you.

I'm just you that woke up and saw that the world was broken.

Then you fix it.

You don't walk away. You fight for it.

Right.

What do you say we act like this never happened, hmm?

You--? You just walk out that door?

I can't do that.

You really wanna do this?

No, I don't.

But l kill monsters.

You want a shot at the title?

Don't mind if I do.

[grunting]

I'll be damned.

Why do you care so much, Dean?

Because someone has to.

[chuckles]

Well, then...

I'm glad it was you.

Wait, wait.

Okay.

[grunts]

[pool queue clatters]

[Dean] Hey.

Dean.

I got your message. Sam, is he...?

He's fine.

Good. That's good.

Yeah.

Good.

I feel like, uh...

I feel like l was in his head.

You were in Chuck's head?

I think so, and l think I saw his memories.

Dean, Chuck is weak.

I think we can beat him.

I think we can beat God.