Supernatural: Family Matters
February 3rd 2011 01:30
Dean becomes suspicious of Samuel's motives, but Sam isn't sold on the idea that their grandfather is doing anything wrong. The brothers go along on a hunt with Samuel and the other Campbells, but things go terribly awry.
Guy Bee directed the episode written by Andrew Dabb & Daniel Loflin.
-CWGuy Bee directed the episode written by Andrew Dabb & Daniel Loflin.
CASTIEL: You're right. He looks terrible. (Sam groans) You did this?
CASTIEL: Has he been feverish?
DEAN: Have you?
SAM: No. Why?
CASTIEL: Is he speaking in tongues? Are you speaking in tongues?
SAM: No. What are you... Are you diagnosing me?
DEAN: You better hope he can.
SAM: You really think that this is --
DEAN: What, you think that there's a clinic out there for people who just pop out of hell? Wrong. He asks, you answer! Then you shut your hole. You got it?
~*~*~
DEAN: Did you find anything?
CASTIEL: No.
DEAN: So that's good news?
CASTIEL: I'm afraid not. Physically, he's perfectly healthy.
DEAN: Then what?
CASTIEL: It's his soul. It's gone.
DEAN: I'm s-- I'm sorry. One more time, like I'm 5. What do you mean, he's got no --
CASTIEL: Somehow, when Sam was resurrected, it was without his soul.
DEAN: So, where is it?
CASTIEL: My guess is... Still in the cage with Michael and Lucifer.
DEAN: So, is he even still Sam?
CASTIEL: Well, you pose an interesting philosophical question.
~*~*~
SAM: I didn't want it to come to this. You're not gonna hold me, Dean -- Not here, not in a panic room, not anywhere. You're stuck with the soulless guy, so you might as well work with me.
~*~*~
DEAN: Need to ask you a few questions.
SAMUEL: What's wrong?
DEAN: The day you got back, what happened?
SAMUEL: We've been over this.
DEAN: Well, recap it for our wingman.
(Cas Appears)
SAMUEL: This Castiel? You're scrawnier than I pictured.
CASTIEL: This is a vessel. My true form is approximately the size of your Chrysler building.
DEAN: All right, all right, quit bragging.
~*~*~
DEAN: Angel cavity search.
~*~*~
SAMUEL: What the hell was that about?
CASTIEL: His soul is intact.
SAMUEL: What? Of course I have a -- What's going on, Sam?
SAM: Whatever dragged me out...left a piece behind.
~*~*~
CASTIEL: Sam, Dean... I have to get back.
DEAN: You're leaving?
CASTIEL: I'm in the middle of a civil war.
DEAN: You better tear the attic up, find something to help Sam.
CASTIEL: Of course. Your problems always come first. I'll be in touch.
~*~*~
GWEN: Sorry about the "reject" thing.
DEAN: Ah, I've been called worse.
~*~*~
DEAN: I saw you walk that alpha out the door, Sam. Now, call me crazy... But that seems weird.
~*~*~
DEAN: You know, I-I don't care if you've got soullessness or the freakin' mumps, man -- You know better than this! Do you even want your soul back?
SAM: How does that have anything to do --
DEAN: Have you been to the place where Samuel takes them? I mean, have you been in on these interrogations?
SAM: No, but I hear --
DEAN: And why? And did it ever occur to you that this is really shady?
SAM: He's our grandfather.
DEAN: Yeah. Yeah, a guy who talks a great game. But you can't assume that family means the same thing to him as it does to us. He's not dad. Wow. You don't see it, do you?
SAM: What?
DEAN: You've got no instinct. I mean, you are seriously messed up.
SAM: Thanks.
DEAN: I'm not kidding, man. Nobody's forcing you to work with me, okay? But if we do this... I drive the bus, I call the shots, and you tell me everything, whether you think it's important or not, because -- trust me -- you can't tell the difference. Or, you know what, go -- go with Samuel. See how that goes. It's up to you.
~*~*~
DEAN: Hey.
SAM: You didn't think I'd come back.
DEAN: I figured 60/40.
~*~*~
Alpha Vampire: Are you two going to hide all night? Come on out, boys.
~*~*~
Alpha Vampire: We all have our mothers. Even me.
DEAN: What does that mean? And what's with the big surge of vamps lately? I mean, it's like --
Alpha Vampire: Like we're going to war.
SAM: Why? What's going on? Why did Samuel bring you here?
Alpha Vampire: You smell cold. You have no soul. What an oddity. Do you feel how empty you are? What is it like to have no soul? Answer my question.
SAM: You first. You're the one in the cage.
Alpha Vampire: The thing about souls -- If you've got one, of course -- Is they're predictable. You die, you go up or down. Where do my kind go?
DEAN: All right, enough with the sermon, freak.
Alpha Vampire: I'm trying to answer the question. Now, when we "freaks" die... where do we go? Not heaven, not hell. So?
DEAN: Legoland?
Alpha Vampire: Little rusty on our dante, boys?
SAM: Purgatory.
DEAN: Purgatory? Purgatory's real?
Alpha Vampire: Oh, stupid cattle. (chuckles) Of course! And it is filled with the soul of every hungry thing like me that ever walked this earth. Now, where is it? That is the mystery. And that is what your kindhearted granddaddy is trying to beat out of me.
SAM: Samuel brought you here... to find out where purgatory is?
~*~*~
Alpha Vampire: The boy with no soul. I've got big plans for you. It's amazing how that pesky, little soul gets in the way. But not for you. You will be the perfect... animal.
~*~*~
DEAN: Since when do you give a crap about vampires?
CROWLEY: Since, uh... What's today -- Friday? Since, let's see -- mind your business.
~*~*~
SAM: You're not who I thought you were.
SAMUEL: You don't know anything about me, son.
DEAN: So, what's so important that you're the king of hell's cabana boy, huh? What'd he offer you? Girls? Money? Hair?
SAMUEL: I got my reasons. You gonna make a move, go ahead.
DEAN: Or what?
SAMUEL: Or nothing. I'm not gonna do anything to you, Dean. You boys... you're my family. So the way I see it, you got two choices -- Put a bullet in your grandfather or step aside.
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