"The Magnificent Seven"
Original Airdate: October 4, 2007
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SAM: Hello?
BOBBY: Hey Sam.
SAM: Hey Bobby.
BOBBY: What'cha doing?
SAM: Oh, same old, same old.
BOBBY: You buried in that book again? Sam, you want to break Dean free of that demon deal, you ain't gonna find the answer in no book.
SAM: Then where, Bobby?
BOBBY: Kid, I wish I knew. So, where's your brother?
SAM: Pulling the electric.
BOBBY: What?
SAM: Never mind.
BOBBY: Well, you boys better pack it up. I think I finally found something.
SAM: Dean? Dean, you conscious. Bobby called and he thinks that maybe we should - oh God.
SAM: Let me see your knife.
DEAN: What for?
SAM: So I can gouge my eyes out.
DEAN: It was a beautiful, natural act, Sam.
SAM: It was a part of you I never wanted to see, Dean.
DEAN: Hey, I appreciate you giving me a little quality time with the Doublemint Twins.
SAM: Yeah, no problem.
DEAN: Really? Well, I gotta say I was expecting a weary sigh or an eye roll or something.
SAM: Not at all. You deserve to have a little fun.
DEAN: Well, I am in violent agreement with you there. What's Bobby got?
SAM: Not much. A crop failure and a cicada swarm outside of Lincoln, Nebraska. Y'know, it could be demonic omens -
DEAN: Or it could just be a bad crop and a bug problem.
SAM: Yeah, but it's our only lead.
DEAN: Any freaky deaths?
SAM: Nothing Bobby could find. Not yet, anyway.
DEAN: It's weird, man, I mean the night the Devil's Gate opened and all these weirdo storm clouds are sighted over how many cities?
SAM: Seventeen.
DEAN: Seventeen...you'd think it'd be Apocalypse Now. It's been five days and...bupkis. What are the demons waiting for?
SAM: Beats me.
DEAN: It's driving me crazy. I tell ya, if it's gonna be war, I wish it'd just start already.
SAM: I don't know, man, be careful what you wish for.
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BOBBY: I don't think we're going to have to worry about hunting them.
SAM: What does that mean?
BOBBY: I think maybe this joker's right. They're going to be hunting us. They're not going to quit easy.
DEAN: You guys, why don't you take Tamara and head for the hills. I'll stay back, slow them down, buy a little time.
SAM: You're insane, Dean. Just forget about it, okay?
BOBBY: Sam's right.
DEAN: There's six of 'em, guys. We're outmanned, we're outgunned, we'll be dead by dawn.
BOBBY: Maybe, but there's no place to run that they won't find us.
SAM: Look, if we're going down, we're going down together, alright?
DEAN: Well let's not make it easy for them.
TAMARA: Demon's outta the way.
SAM: And the guy?
TAMARA: He didn't make it.
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SAM: Think she's gonna be alright?
DEAN: No, definitely not. Well, you look like hell warmed over.
BOBBY: Well, you try exorcising all night and see how you feel.
SAM: Any survivors, Bobby?
BOBBY: Well, the pretty girl and the heavy guy they'll make it. Lifetime of therapy bills ahead, but still.
DEAN: More than you can say for these poor bastards.
SAM: Bobby, that knife. What kind of blade can kill a demon?
BOBBY: Yesterday, I would have said there was no such thing.
DEAN: I'm just going to ask it again, who was that massive chick? Actually, the more troubling question would be how come a girl can fight better than you?
SAM: Three demons, Dean.
DEAN: Ah.
SAM: At once.
DEAN: Hey, whatever it takes to get you through the night, pal.
SAM: If you want a more troubling question, I've got one for you.
DEAN: What's that?
SAM: If we let out the seven deadly sins, what else did we let out?
DEAN: You're right, that is troubling.
TAMARA: See you gents around.
BOBBY: Tamara? The world just got a lot scarier. Be careful.
TAMARA: You too.
BOBBY: Keep your eyes peeled for omens. I'll do the same.
DEAN: You got it.
SAM: Wait, Bobby. We can win this war, right?
BOBBY: Catch you on the next one.
DEAN: So, where to?
SAM: Uh, I don't know, I was thinking Louisiana maybe.
DEAN: Little early for Mardi Gras, isn't it?
SAM: Listen, I was talking to Tamara and she mentioned this hoodoo priest just outside Shreveport that might be able to help us out. You know? With your demon deal.
DEAN: Nah.
SAM: Nah? What's that mean, nah?
DEAN: Sam, no hoodoo spell's gonna break this deal, alright? It's a goose chase.
SAM: Yeah, but we don't know that.
DEAN: Yes we do. Forget it, she can't help.
SAM: Look, it's worth a -
DEAN: We're not going, and that's that. How about Reno, huh?
SAM: Y'know what? I've had it. I've been bending over backwards trying to be nice to you, and...I don't care anymore.
DEAN: That didn't last long.
SAM: Yeah, well, y'know what? I've been busting my ass trying to keep you alive, Dean, and you act like you couldn't care less. What, you got some kind of death wish or something?
DEAN: It's not like that.
SAM: Then what's it like, Dean?
DEAN: Sam -
SAM: Please. Tell me.
DEAN: We trap the Crossroads Demon, trick it, try to welch our way outta the deal in any way, you die. Okay? You die. Those are the terms, there's no way out of it. You try to find a way, so help me God, I'm gonna stop you.
SAM: How could you make that deal, Dean?
DEAN: 'Cause I couldn't live with you dead. Couldn't do it.
SAM: So, what, now I live and you die?
DEAN: That's the general idea, yeah.
SAM: Yeah, well you're a hypocrite, Dean. How did you feel when Dad sold his soul for you? 'Cause I was there, I remember. You were twisted and broken, and now you go and do the same thing. To me. What you did was selfish.
DEAN: Yeah, you're right, it was selfish. But I'm okay with that.
SAM: I'm not.
DEAN: Tough. After everything I've done for this family, I think I'm entitled. Truth is, I'm tired, Sam. And, I don't know, it's like there's a light at the end of the tunnel.
SAM: It's Hellfire, Dean.
DEAN: Well, whatever. You're alive, I feel good for the first time in a long time. I've got a year to live, Sam. I'd like to make the most of it, so what do you say we kill some evil sons-of-bitches and raise a little hell, huh?
SAM: You're unbelievable.
DEAN: Very true.
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