Supernatural

So, this "Naomi" has been controlling you

since she got you out of Purgatory?

Yes.

So you just want to guide me out of Purgatory

out of the goodness of your undead heart?

More or less.

What's in it for you? I'm hopping a ride.

What?

It's a human portal, jackass.

Only humans can pass through.

He's a vampire. He's also the reason I'm topside.

I know you had to do what you had to down there.

But you're out now, and Benny's still breathing.

Why? Listen, Benny,

everything you've done for me I will never forget.

End of the line? End of the line.

God built a series of tests.

When you've done all three, you can slam the Gates.

Sam, I didn't pass a test.

But I did. And I'm doing the rest of them.

You got to slow down. No.

You said nuking hell -- that's how I get out.

That's how I go home.

I need this to be over.

Crowley: Kevin.

Kevin.

I know what you're up to...

Working with them, those Winchesters.

Dead end, Kevin.

Not here.

Not here, either.

Give up.

I'm in your head, as well as everywhere else.

Last time you irked me, you lost a finger.

Imagine what will happen this time.

Kevin, open up!

Kevin!

Whoa! Whoa.

Geez. What's going on? What's with the S.O.S.?

It's him.

It's who?

Crowley.

What about him?

He's in my head.

He's...in your head.

Do you know what that means?

Yeah, it means we need to up your anxiety meds.

Kevin, you're dreaming.

Look, if Crowley knew where you were,

he'd do a hell of a lot more than mess with your head.

All right, where's Garth?

On a case or -- or the dentist. I don't know.

I haven't heard from him. Okay, well, what did you want to tell us

that you couldn't say on the phone?

Would you put the frying pan down, please?

I translated the second trial from the tablet.

You...crazy Prophet, you. Nice work!

And if Crowley's in my head, he knows.

Okay, he's definitely not in your head. He's not in your head, Kevin.

It's okay. Just...

We know you're distressed. Just stay with us, all right?

What's the second trial?

An innocent soul has to be rescued from Hell

and delivered unto Heaven.

What?

"Unto." That's -- that's how God talks.

Rescue a soul from Hell? Like actually...Go to Hell?

How -- how do you get a soul unto Heaven?

I mean, how do you even get a soul out of Hell?

We're gonna need an expert.

Winchesters.

What happened to the hot chicks?

I'm out of here.

Maybe not.

I ain't got nothing.

Oh?

Bite me.

Well, then how about another owie?

Ohh!

You know, wouldn't it be a lot easier

just to tell us how to enter Hell, uh, uninvited?

It's...a secret.

Dean: We promise we won't tell anyone.

No! Wait. I can't.

It's forbidden, man.

They're gonna kill me.

Please...

All right, look...

For a price, y'all can be smuggled across Hell's border.

By who? Rogue reapers.

They got secret ways, in and out.

Not just Hell -- the Veil, Heaven.

Rogue reapers smuggling people?

People, souls...

So, what? They're like hell coyotes?

Now kill me. Come on, man.

Better death than Crowley.

Hmm. Good point.

But first you're gonna tell us...

everything.

Ajay.

Need to talk to you for a sec.

You know my name.

And what you do.

We want to do business.

But you are mortal -- flesh and blood.

But if we wanted to cross the border into Hell --

visitor's pass.

No one wants to get into Hell.

But could a coyote like you do it?

It's possible.

But I have special skills.

I have overhead. It will be pricy.

How pricey?

You two are resourceful.

One day, you will owe me a favor.

You say that like you know us.

Of course. You're the Winchesters.

Sorry. Have we met?

I am the reaper who took Bobby Singer to Hell.

Bobby in Hell?

We burned his bones. Once we did that, it was over.

End of story. Hmm...

Not necessarily.

No, no, no, 'cause, see, Bobby was on the good side of things,

and good guys go to the penthouse.

Usually, mostly.

Depends on who you know, what palms get greased.

If you're on the King of Hell's no-fly list,

no way you cruise the friendly skies.

Crowley.

Okay, let's do this.

How much for two tickets down and three back?

Dean. What?

Come here.

What the hell are you thinking?

You heard the guy -- Bobby's in Hell.

We're gonna spring him.

We've gone over this, Dean. I have to do the trials solo.

This is Bobby we're talking about, Sam.

Now let's face it --

you have not exactly been up to full speed lately, okay?

We got one shot at this. We can't miss.

I'm not gonna miss.

I'll bring him back.

I'm in, just me.

Follow me.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

How does this...Work?

Not to fret.

He'll be back in exactly 24 hours time.

Return for him then.

Take my hand.

And it gets creepier.

So, this is Hell?

Not at all. This is Purgatory.

What do you mean this is Purgatory?

This isn't what I paid for. I booked the Hell tour.

Whoa, whoa, Winchester, detach.

This is Hell-adjacent.

Been down this highway many times before.

Follow the stream to where three trees meet as one.

Where they meet, there are rocks.

Between the rocks is the portal.

A portal?

A back door to Hell. Trust me -- it'll work.

Wait. So you're not coming with me?

Don't be ridiculous.

Smuggling a mortal across the border is risky enough.

But gate-crashing a Winchester into Hell seriously blows.

No. I'll be back in 24 hours, precisely.

Be here.

It's a good thing you brought that.

It is not an easy place.

Yo, Kev, it's me!

Kevin.

I believe the closet would be safest.

Safe from what?

Crowley.

He's in my head, Dean.

And if he's in my head, he knows where I am!

You know, we -- we should move out.

We'll find another place.

Geez, Kev, would you chill out, huh?

Have a burger.

Come on. Don't lose it on me now, dude.

There you go. That's it.

Just tell me when this all ends,

'cause that's the only thing I want to hear.

No, like I told you before, this isn't going to end.

Look, man, other guys, they got it easy, you know?

It's all backyard barbecues and...bowling teams,

but you and me?

We got to carry a little extra weight.

I can't take it.