Supernatural: Weekend at Bobby’s
January 28th 2011 00:14
So, what does Bobby do all day when he’s not constantly saving Sam and Dean? This week we get to find out! Also, congrats to Jensen on his directorial debut!
After Bobby (Jim Beaver) discovers Crowley (Mark Sheppard) has no intentions of returning Bobby's soul, the hunter takes matters into his own hands. He calls on Sam (Jared Padalecki) and Dean (Jensen Ackles) for help after he unearths one of Crowley's deepest secrets. Meanwhile, Sam and Dean learn what Bobby does all day when they are not around.
Jensen Ackles directed the episode written by Andrew Dabb & Daniel Loflin.
-CWJensen Ackles directed the episode written by Andrew Dabb & Daniel Loflin.
CROWLEY: Making merry are we?
BOBBY: Bite me.
CROWLEY: If that's your thing. (snaps fingers to turn off tv, steps toward Bobby) That Swan dive of Sam's was a thing of beauty. Tens all the way around. Standing ov'. From the Romanian judge. You should be proud Bobby, As deaths go, it was not too shabby. Cheer up mate we just saved the sodding world together. Me, I've been celebrating.
BOBBY: I'd hate to see what you call celebrating.
CROWLEY: Yes, you would.
~*~*~
BOBBY: What's your poison your highness?
CROWLEY: Craig. Aged 30 years at least. I've been drinking it since grade school.
BOBBY: Well I got Old Rot Gut aged 6 days.
~*~*~
BOBBY: This ain't over.
CROWLEY: I wouldn't have it any other way.
~*~*~
DEAN: What happen, you fall and can't get up?
BOBBY: (over phone) Hilarious.
~*~*~
BOBBY: Balls!
~*~*~
BOBBY: I want Crowley's name. His real name, back when he was flesh and blood.
~*~*~
BOBBY: It's stupid horror flicks....Guilty pleasure
MARCY: I love scary movies. Hey have you seen Drag Me To Hell?
BOBBY: …Trying to avoid it.
~*~*~
BOBBY: Monsters lately. Is it me, or is it weird?
~*~*~
RUFUS: Furgus McCloud?
~*~*~
BOBBY: Why did you send him outside?
SHERIFF MILLS:: I didn't think you wanted him in here
BOBBY: I don't I've got a body in the basement.
SHERIFF MILLS: My point.
BOBBY: Yeah but I've got another body buried in the yard.
~*~*~
BOBBY: (on phone) Get back here!
RUFUS: Get back- I am two states over I can't.
BOBBY: Your Okami ain't dead
RUFUS: Of course it is.
BOBBY: Did you use a bamboo dagger?
RUFUS: Of course!
BOBBY: Blessed by a Shinto priest?
RUFUS: I'm not an imbecile Bobby,
BOBBY: Did you stab it seven times?
RUFUS:…Five times.
BOBBY: It's seven!
RUFUS: …No I'm pretty sure it's five.
BOBBY: Clearly it's seven times, the damn hole is empty.
~*~*~
BOBBY: Have you seen anything…weird?
MARCY: You mean besides you?
~*~*~
RUFUS: You're still alive, huh?
BOBBY: Well don't act so surprised
~*~*~
RUFUS: How about Godzilla?
BOBBY: Put her down.
RUFUS: So you just happened to have a bamboo dagger blessed by a Shinto priest just laying around?
BOBBY: Wood chipper.
RUFUS: Oh Okie dokie. Wood chipper that – that pretty much trumps everything.
~*~*~
(both on phone, Rufus is being chased by the cops)
RUFUS: Listen Bobby – Bobby I gotta stash this ring.
BOBBY: Well don't swallow it.
RUFUS: RIGHT! I'm swallowing it Bobby!
~*~*~
BOBBY: You call me and I come through. Every single damn time! And what do I get for it? Jack with a side of squat!
DEAN: Bobby-
BOBBY: Do I sound like I'm done? Look. I know you've got issues. God knows, I know, but I've got a news flash for you: You ain't the center of the universe! Now it may have slipped your mind but Crowley owns my soul! And the meter is running! And I will be damned if I'm going to sit around and – And be damned! So how about you two sack up and help me for once!
SAM: Bobby all- all you got to do is ask.
DEAN: Anything you need... we're there.
~*~*~
BOBBY: Well you look like hammered crap.
CROWLEY: And you're a vision as always.
~*~*~
BOBBY: Do I look like Dr. Phil to you?
CROWLEY: A little.
~*~*~
DEAN: (on phone) Hiya Crowley.
CROWLEY: Dean, it's been a long time. We should get together.
DEAN: Sure, we'll have to do that when I get back.
CROWLEY: Back?
DEAN: Yeah. Me and Sam, we've gone international. In fact, we're in your neck of the woods. Did you really use to wear a skirt?
CROWLEY: A kilt. I had very athletic calves.
~*~*~
DEAN: (over phone clicking lighter) Hear that, Crowley? That's me flicking my Bic for you.
~*~*~
CROWLEY: (to Sam) I don't need you fight my battles for me, Moose.
~*~*~
BOBBY: (voice over speaker phone) I appreciate you boys lending a hand.
DEAN: Hey any time we get to punk Crowley, works for us.
SAM: Yeah
BOBBY: Still, I know how much you love flying the friendly skies. I guess a nine hour plane trip was no picnic. What did you do, drink your way through it?
DEAN: I was fine
SAM: No, he white knuckled his way through four puke bags.
DEAN: But at least I was sober. If some nut job decided to try something I was ready. I had a fork.
BOBBY: (laughs) Listen. Um- about the things I said earlier. I was in a tough spot and I guess I was
SAM: You were right Bobby. We take you for granted.
DEAN: You've been cleaning up our messes for years, Bobby. If it wasn't for you I don't even want to think where Sam and I would have ended up.
(Sam nods)
BOBBY: Okay then, let’s roll credits on this chick flick. You boys have a safe flight. Try some of the local grub, I hear it's...exotic.
DEAN: Oh yeah, no definitely we are. I hear they have an Olive Garden.
(Sam looks at Dean. Bobby rolls his eyes and hangs up)
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