Impossible odds.
[grunting, exclaiming]
Walking right into a trap.
[grunting]
Feels like home.
[Dean] Michael conned me.
Kept me trapped and drowning inside my own body.
I own you.
[Dean] He's out there hurting people.
[screaming]
His name. Gadreel.
I have Sam locked away in a dream.
Say "Poughkeepsie." It's our go word. It means drop everything and run.
Get out!
[Sam] I know this must be so hard without your grace.
[gagging]
Jack!
Please don't be sad. Maybe this is how things are supposed to be.
He's gone.
Here's to you, Jack.
My magic draws power from human soul. It could save him.
If Jack is in Heaven,
I might be able to pull his soul into his body.
[gasps]
[Dean] And with the spear still in play,
Could be a shot at actually killing the son of a bitch.
- No. - When I gave up Dean,
you didn't think to question it?
This time, he is buried. And now, I have a whole army out there.
Ready for my command.
["Searchin' For A Rainbow" playing]
I rode into town today
In my mind I said "Lord I'd love to stay"
Something in me said boy...
- Man. That weather. - [thunder rumbling]
Not even playing around.
Everybody's shopping at the store like it's the end days.
Milk and bread aisles were a war zone.
But I battled through it all for your stupid bag of limes.
Hey. I'm not making the house special without the limes.
What are we, savages?
Well... [chuckles]
Tequila shot and a beer. Best damn house special ever.
No complaints here.
[Pamela exclaims]
Mmm.
So, any word from Sam?
Still workin' that ghoul thing in Wichita with Cass.
They should be back tonight.
[exhales]
Wet one out there, eh?
Yes. And you are?
Pamela Barnes. Waitress, hostess, Ouija board enthusiast.
- We met the last time you stopped by. - Mr. Winchester.
And the time before that.
I brought the papers I mentioned.
I know you said you weren't interested,
but just a few signatures and you could...
Could I get you a drink?
I'm in a bit of a rush.
Well, sorry you wasted your trip out here,
but Rocky's still isn't for sale.
Rocky's... [clears throat] looks pretty dead.
And it's a very generous offer.
Well, all the same. This bar?
I've never had anything this nice.
So, that sale that you want so bad, well, it's just not gonna happen.
Need to borrow an umbrella?
[door opens]
Mmm-hmm?
You just gonna leave the drunk guy out there with all the booze?
What, you mean that unconscious drunk guy?
Yeah, I am. Do this shot with me. I'm headin' out for a hot date.
How come you always have a boyfriend?
How come you only want what you can't have?
Whoa.
Besides, you don't want me. You just like to flirt.
- I'm psychic, so I kinda know. - Yeah, right.
So, still not ready to sell the bar, huh? It's a lot of money.
Sell? This bar?
This is my dream.
Yeah.
[Pamela] Dean? You wanna come out here?
What's up?
Trouble.
What kind of trouble?
[thunder rumbling]
That kind.
Dean Winchester.
Yeah?
I got a score to settle with you.
You and your brother killed my entire nest back in Sudler.
That right?
[growling]
[grunts]
[snarling]
Nice.
- Ooh! - [sighs]
[Dean chuckles]
What you got?
Worst part of working here is having to clean up the blood
after some pissed off monster busts in to kill you.
Well, what can I say? I'm famous.
Now, this just feels right.
Hope is an amazing thing, isn't it?
[straining]
You had no chance of winning this.
None.
But you had hope.
Hope that I wouldn't see you coming, but I saw everything.
[Rowena] It'll be the end of him.
[Sam] Ketch says he'll set up a meeting.
[Castiel] Jack! [Rowena] Jack!
And now I have my perfect vessel,
I've just destroyed the one weapon that could really hurt me.
Thanks for bringing that, by the way.
Don't interrupt me.
[screaming]
You think these can hold me?
Yes, we do.
Dean? Come on, Dean. Are you in there?
Dean's not home right now, please leave a message.
[police sirens wailing distantly]
Oh. Right, that. Did you forget?
My monsters are out there building an army.
[cell phone ringing]
Maggie, hey. What's happening out there?
I brought every hunter I could find, like you said,
and we're trying to track down the monsters,
but there's so many of them.
We're getting reports of attacks all over the city.
No kills, just bites or scratches. It...
It's like they're trying to infect.
- Yeah, I know. - Sam, where are you?
The top of Hitomi Plaza. 10th and Main. We've got Michael.
Do you?
Okay, we'll get there as soon as we can.
No, no, no. Just save as many people as you can.
Don't worry about us. We'll figure it out.
- Thanks. - Okay, what's the plan?
With the angel cuffs on, Michael's under control...
Keep telling yourself that.
Get him downstairs, dump him in the trunk of the Impala,
and take him back to the bunker.
But Garth is in the trunk.
It's a big trunk.
[snarling and growling outside]
Monsters!
More like the cavalry.
I called them.
It's a party.
Sam, I don't know how long I can hold them.
All right, well, we have to get Dean out of here.
Yeah, well, we can't go this way.
It's not like any of us can fly.
- Well, one of us can. - Shut up.
Sam, are we gonna die here?
[snarling and growling continues]
Jessica! You said you're always here, right?
Sam, what are you doing?
Billie... Death assigned a reaper to keep an eye on Dean and me.
Her name is Jessica and she is always...
Hello.
- Where's Jessica? - Well, my name's Violet. It's my shift.
We have shifts now because you mess up so, so many things.
Sturdy door.
Yeah. All right, well, Violet, we have to get out of here.
And I want you to know that you have my full emotional support.
Yeah, we don't want your emotional support,
- we want your actual physical help. - Sam, who are you talking to?
You can't see her?
I can.
You know, in my world,
we locked Death away and enslaved the reapers.
Lovely. Well, just look at you now.
Okay, look, sorry, but we're stuck, okay?
And Death owes us one after we fixed that whole Rowena thing.
You know about that, right?
Oh, yes, the Rowena thing you started.
We're gonna die here. And my brother...
Reapers can't intervene. Rules.
Okay, don't give me the whole clean hands...
Even if I did feel inclined, we don't have access to that kind of...
Yeah, well, to look...
[shushing]
[effort grunts]
Sam, what is she saying?
[snarling]
She's not saying anything.
- Okay. - What?
How did you do that?
I, uh, didn't.
Have fun.
Now what?
Shouldn't we put him in the dungeon or something?
Jack's right. We don't know how long those cuffs are gonna hold him.
I mean, Bobby improved them, but...
If those cuffs won't hold him, neither will the dungeon.
I can hear you.
Really?
Okay, so, what?
Okay, listen. Back when Gadreel possessed me, he created...
I don't know, like a fake world inside my head.
But Crowley was able to force his way in,
he showed me how to take control,
and I drove the angel out.
- The problem is... - Crowley's dead.
Yeah.
Okay, so...
[cell phone ringing]
Sorry. It's Maggie. Hey.
Sam, we're almost at Hitomi Plaza.
Right, yeah, yeah. We're actually back in the bunker.
- What? - Yeah, long story. I'll explain later.
Maggie, we left Garth in the trunk of the Impala back at Hitomi Plaza.
Can you make sure he's okay?
Okay. But, Sam, the monsters. They've stopped attacking people.
- What? - Looks like they're leaving the city.
They're heading west.
Remind me, Castiel, we're west of Kansas City now?
- You're bringing them here. - You think?
Jack, let's lock it down.
Yes, put a chair against the door. That'll help.
Nothing's changed.
Either my monsters get here or I break these chains.
But tonight, everybody dies.
And, Sam, the last thing you'll see
is this pretty smile as I rip you apart.
[Castiel] What is that?
It's the messed up British Men of Letters thing
they use to get inside people's heads.
Figured if I can get in, maybe I can wake Dean up.
Get him to fight, you know, to force Michael out.
If he can.
Yeah.
Cass, this is all we've got.
Any word from Sam?
Still working that ghoul thing in Wichita with Cass.
They should be back tonight.
Whoa!
[laughing]
- Ha! - [both whooping]
More shots!
[door closes]
[exhales]
Oh. Mr. Winchester.
I brought those papers I mentioned.
I know you said you weren't interested, but it's just a few signatures and you...
Could I get you a drink?
I'm in a bit of a rush. So, if you could...
Any word from Sam?
Still working that ghoul thing in Wichita with Cass.
They should be back tonight.
[growling]
Nice.
Any word from Sam?
Still working that ghoul thing in Wichita with Cass.
They should be back tonight.
Huh.
What's up?
Just had some serious déjà vu.
So they left you to keep an eye on me.
Got to say, little insulting.
I mean, what are you?
You're nothing.
That's not what you said before.
Aah. Yes. A moment of familial weakness.
It won't happen again.
It doesn't matter,
Sam and Dean,
they're going to beat you.
Oh, please.
Sam's in so far over his head, he's drowning.
And Dean? Well, I've got Dean under control.
No. Dean?
He's strong.
He's a gnat.
I'm a god. Who would you bet on?
You don't know anything about Dean.
I'm in his head. Literally.
I know everything.
Like, I know how sad he was when you died...
on the outside.
On the inside, well, it's not that he was happy,
he just didn't care.
'Cause you're not Sam. You're not Cass.
You're a new burden that he was handed.
You're a weak, helpless thing.
You think that they care about you?
Love you?
You're a job,
a job none of them wanted.
- And you... - [Castiel] Jack?
Go help Sam. Wait.
Don't believe anything he says.
He's lying.
No, I'm not. And I can still hear you.
[woman] Maggie? Maggie, you there?
- Yeah? - A group of 'em got out in front of us,
headed your way in a black van.
Right. We'll be ready.
Okay. We've got some heavy hitters coming through soon.
And...
And Sam needs our help.
You all know what the Winchesters have done for us.
- They gave us all a second chance. - Maggie?
[leaves rustling]
[all cocking guns]
Whatever happens, we can't let the monsters get back to the bunker.
Look at you, playing nursemaid to a Nephilim.
Nothing like the Castiel I knew.
He would've never been so anemic.
[clicks tongue]
You're confusing loyalty and compassion with weakness.
Tell me,
why do you love this world enough to risk your own life?
Tell me, why you hate this world enough to burn it to the ground?
Because I can.
Because...
Me and my brother, my Lucifer, when we fought in my world,
we thought that God would come back.
Give us answers,
why he'd gone, what we'd done.
But instead, do you know what happened?
Nothing.
No God.
Nothing.
And now, now that I'm in here...
Now I know why.
God, Chuck is a writer.
And like all writers, he churns out draft after draft.
My world? This world?
Nothing but failed drafts.
And when he realizes that they're flawed, he moves on and tries again.
No, that's not how...
Why would he do that?
[yelling] Because he doesn't care!
About you, me, anything.
Now, at first, I thought I'd do it better.
Show him. Be more God than God.
But now,
I just want to burn every one of his little worlds
until I catch up to the old man.
And then what?
Even God can die.
Hey, you in there. We've got you surrounded.
- We have you surrounded? - Shut up.
Smithy, what do you see?
No movement.
Tiger, how about you?
They're gone.
There's some tracks here.
Don't go in there alone!
They're on foot. They went around us.
They're probably heading for the bunker.
This... Is it going to work?
I don't know.
Well, if it doesn't, maybe there's something I can do.
The magic that's keeping me alive,
what if I can do more?
And burn off your soul?
Not all of it.
Jack, Dean wouldn't wanna be saved.
Not that way.
You don't know what you're walking into.
Last time Dean was possessed, he said it felt like he was drowning.
This time...
- What? - Probably worse.
Cool science project.
I give it a solid B minus.
Right. In theory, I should be connected to Dean's mind.
Cass, you should be able to hitch a ride with me.
[Michael snorts, chuckles]
Oh, Cass. I believe in you.
What should I do?
Pray.
And make sure no one kills us.
Well, I like this plan.
See, out here, I'm all chained up.
But in there? You're all mine.
So, what are we waiting for?
- [electrical whirring] - [machine trilling]
Cass? Where are we?
In Dean's mind.
Then where is he?
Excellent question.
[Dean screaming]
[man] Hey, we got him!
- [Dean] We had a deal. - [Sam] Hey, hold on, okay? We're coming.
[Michael] You can't escape me, Dean. You're gonna die.
And this? This is what you're gonna become.
[Dean] Somebody help me! Sam? No!
There's so much...
[Michael] Your own father didn't care whether you lived or died.
It's about who's the bigger badass.
[Dean screaming]
So much trauma in Dean's mind.
So many scars.
Well, yeah. Dean's been through a lot, but he's strong.
Sam, you've both been through a lot,
and Dean is more than strong.
What I meant was, if I knew, if I knew what I was looking for,
I could just simply go to it,
but because Michael has Dean trapped away, drowning,
I have to wade through all of Dean's most terrible memories.
Cass, wait a second.
Would Michael bury Dean in trauma?
[screaming stops]
- What do you mean? - I mean, Michael said it himself,
the reason he left Dean in the first place
was because Dean was fighting back so hard.
So, if Michael wanted to keep Dean placated...
Dean thrives on trauma. He's had to his whole life, right?
It keeps him alert, it keeps him ready.
But if I wanted to distract Dean, I...
I'd give him something he's never had before.
- Contentment. - Exactly.
So, maybe instead of looking through his bad memories, maybe let's...
Maybe, let's look through his good memories.
[Dean] I think I'm adorable.
You seem cheery.
Strippers, Sammy, strippers.
We're on an actual case involving strippers. Finally.
I'll stay here, hook up with the posse. 'Cause you know me, I'm a posse magnet.
Hey, see if they got any pie.
This bar? I've never had anything this nice.
Rocky's still isn't for sale.
Wait a second.
[Dean] Still doing that ghoul thing in Wichita with Cass.
They should be back tonight.
So, that sale that you want so bad...
Yes. Definitely. Cass, this has never happened.
- [Dean] This bar? This is my dream. - There. Let's go there.
["Searchin' For A Rainbow" playing]
Hey! There they are. Kill a ghoul, get a beer.
Dean?
Got this great IPA from Austin, Cosmic Cowboy.
You're gonna love it.
Hey, Dean, what's going on here?
What are you talking about?
Cass, Sam.
I'm glad you're back safe. I was starting to worry.
Don't tell Dean.
He'll use it against me.
Pamela Barnes was blinded when she saw my true form.
And she was also killed by a demon, so...
Hey, what are you guys waiting for? Drink up.
None of this is real, okay? This bar, Pamela...
Excuse me?
You've never met anyone more real than me, Sam Winchester.
You're just a complex manifestation of Dean's memories
designed to distract him.
You really know how to talk to a lady, don't you?
Okay, listen to me,
you have to remember what's going on out in the real world.
Well, it's raining. What else do I need to know?
No, I'm not talking about the rain. I'm talking about Michael...
Where'd they go?
[Dean and Pamela exclaim]
[laughing]
Is that...
I think I can hear them.
So, you guys gonna tell us about the hunt or what?
Okay. What... You were just...
What the hell is going on here?
Okay, all right. Now you're starting to worry me.
What is going on?
[gunshot]
[effort grunts]
You guys got real messy on that ghoul hunt, huh?
No, we didn't get messy on a hunt.
We got messy just now in this bar, in the vampire fight.
- Maybe we should rethink the beers. - Yeah.
Okay, Dean, listen to me.
I think you're stuck in a loop. In your mind.
Michael is possessing you. You have to remember that.
- Michael? - Yes.
Michael's in the Cage.
Come on, guys. What is this? Some kind of joke?
No, Dean, it's not a joke.
Okay, okay. If we're all in Dean's head,
then he should be able to control things.
Right? Like a lucid dream?
Yeah, I don't know. Maybe. Yeah...
Get me a shot.
With your brain.
Okay, Dean, listen to me. This bar is not real.
Pamela isn't real.
Man, we were there together when she was blinded!
[screaming]
You're blind?
Yeah, been blind for a while. You can thank Feathers here for that one.
That was a... Dean, that was an accident.
Dean, she's not just blind. She's dead.
Pamela died helping us.
What happened?
[coughing]
Pamela!
No. No, no, no, no. Guys, this is my life.
This... This is the dream.
No, no, it's not. It's just a dream, Dean. That's all it is.
Please, you have to,
you have to try to remember, because the people in your life,
in your real life out there, we need you to come back.
Poughkeepsie.
What'd you say?
Poughkeepsie.
[strained screaming]
[screaming]
[grunts]
I remember.
[sighs]
I remember everything.
[clapping]
Hey, fellas.
Well, this is fun.
Get out of my head.
You don't mean that, Dean. Not really.
You may lie to them,
but deep down I know you.
I am you.
You only tolerate the angel because you think you owe him.
Because he "gripped you tight and raised you from Perdition."
Or whatever.
But since then, what has he done?
Only made mistakes. One after the other.
And Sam. Oh, Sam.
You know, Dean was his happiest when you quit hunting,
leaving him with your dad. Just the two of them.
See, deep down he knows that you will always abandon him
again and again...
- Shut up. - You don't need them.
You don't even like them.
They're not your family, they're your responsibilities.
They're a weight around your neck.
And deep down, you wanted,
you were desperate to get away from them,
and that is why you said yes.
I said, shut your damn mouth.
Wait, something's wrong.
You're stalling.
Am I?
[door creaks open]
[panting]
Monsters. We're barely ahead of them. Where's Sam? We need to...
- What's going on? - [door closes]
They're trying to help Dean.
Tiger, lock down the front door. The rest of you guys,
get ready if they make it through.
- [Tiger] Yeah. - You ready?
Okay.
He's buying time,
so his monsters can get to us, and rescue him.
You think I need them to save me? Please.
Fine, you're so tough,
why don't you snap your fingers and nuke us all?
Is that what you want?
Yeah. I do.
He can't. Because in here, we're all just mental projections.
So in here, we're all the same.
So in here, you're all talk.
You think I need my powers?
I destroy worlds.
I'll crush you with my bare hands.
Prove it.
[both grunt]
[banging on door]
- Is that... - It's them.
Okay, they can't.
They won't be able to get through the door.
They won't have to.
Tiger?
Tiger shouldn't have gone in the woods alone.
- [gasps] - And you should've locked the door.
[snarling]
[screaming]
[grunts]
[exclaims]
[grunting]
[snarling]
No!
[breathing heavily]
[gasping, panting]
[panting heavily]
[groans]
You fellas didn't think this out, did you?
Even if you could force me out, what do you think I'd leave behind?
Hmm?
You'd be nothing but blood and bone.
Then, we don't kick him out.
We keep him in.
[grunting]
[screaming]
It'll hold. My mind, my rules.
I got him.
[continues banging]
I'm the Cage.
We'll get the rest of this cleaned up.
Yeah.
What about the rest of Michael's monsters?
We're getting in reports.
After you guys woke up, they all just went their separate ways.
I guess Michael can't control them now.
Maggie...
Thank you. For everything.
It wasn't me.
Jack, he...
I didn't know he could still do that angel stuff.
Yeah. Yeah.
I didn't either.
That magic burns off your soul.
It was an accident.
Yeah, but you can't afford that kind of accident.
You need your soul to stay alive, to...
They would have killed you.
I know.
Look, I'm not mad at you. I...
[sighs]
I've just seen firsthand what the absence of a soul does,
and it's not just about you staying alive, Jack,
it's about you staying you.
Do you understand?
It won't happen again.
Okay.
[exhales]
It's just you.
[banging]
It's just you.
[banging]
[screaming]
It's all you.
[screaming]
[banging]
[Billie] Dean.
So, not all good news.
I did say I'd see you again soon.
You could've knocked.
Figured all that banging on the door in your head was enough.
Michael's all locked up.
Seems that way.
Sam said that one of your reapers really came through with the assist.
I'm thinking that was probably you?
Don't tell anyone.
You broke the rules.
I took a calculated risk.
I warned you about the dangers of jumping from world to world.
But you ignored me, didn't you?
Rescuing Mom and Jack, helping out those other folks,
I'd say it was worth it.
And just look at you now.
Do you remember visiting my reading room?
The shelves and shelves of notebooks describing the ways you might die?
Yeah. Upbeat classics.
Well, it's the funniest thing, but they've all been rewritten.
They all end the same way now.
With the archangel Michael escaping your mind,
and using you as his vessel to burn down this world.
All of 'em?
All of them.
Except one.
What am I supposed to do with this?
That's up to you.