Supernatural

Oh, I'm sorry. I always forget.

People can't see me unless I want them to see me.

God!

Just call me Chuck.

Amara: I'm looking for God.

Do you see what's happening?

All your chosen, they are suffering!

Show yourself!

Call me Donatello.

Dean: This guy's a prophet?

He had no idea he was next in line after Kevin.

How would he? He hadn't gotten hit by the God power yet.

What about Amara? She's your sister.

I took responsibility for her, too.

Locked her away.

So you're just gonna let Amara win?

How is death by your sister a strategy?

I know her.

She's gonna eliminate you,

and then she's gonna destroy everything that you've created.

She's told me this, personally.

You need all the help you can get.

The plan is to rescue Lucifer from Amara.

Then he teleports us out of Amara's hideout,

and we convince Chuck to use him to fight her.

And how are we supposed to keep Amara busy while we're...

liberating Lucifer?

Where are your thoughts? Something's different.

All right, Metatron, come on!

It's okay, Sam. You go. I got this.

The secretary.

Spare the universe.

Spare this.

So, where were you?

That's a...

a long story.

How do you feel? I healed you.

Mm, yeah, didn't ask you to.

Son, be reasonable.

Lucifer: One cosmic Band-Aid on my knee,

and, what, you think that we're -- we're even now?

Is it time for us to go play catch in the yard?

Screw you.

Dean: Guys?

Hey. How's it going in here?

Listen, I know I've been gone for a while.

I missed a few million birthdays.

Yeah, and then the second your apes

send a distress flare -- Boom! -- Daddy's home.

No, that's not what happened.

Hey, these apes saved your ass.

He can't hurt you.

Oh, so you're controlling me now.

No, it's just a safeguard.

Hey, guys, uh, Chuck, um...

Lucifer, Dean...

think we can try and focus here, you know?

End of the world, common enemy, all that.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend.

Team Amara. Go, Amara.

You don't mean that.

You're really not gonna say it.

He's not gonna say what?

Screw you.

Screw all of you.

Kids, huh?

Lucifer!

You know, at some point in time,

you're gonna have to come out and -- and talk to...

God.

This is like the worst episode of "Full House" ever.

Lucifer: If Dad has something to say to me,

I'll hear it from him.

Until then, I'll be in my room.

It's not your room.

It's my room.

Whatever.

We can do this. Lucifer stole the throne.

His authority weakens the longer he's M.I.A.

The time is ripe for a coup.

That's why I brought you here.

Together, we can reclaim the throne.

Together, we can make Hell great again.

Of course, I'll need your help recruiting others.

When the numbers are in our favor, we'll strike,

and each and every one of you

will have earned a place at my side.

Told you he'd do this.

"He"? Do what?

What you always do.

Promise a return to Hell's former glory --

promises you never make good on.

How about a rundown of your recent rule?

First, you were Rowena's bitch.

Then Dean Winchester's.

Then Amara's, then Lucifer's.

A few weeks ago, you were cleaning these floors...

with your tongue.

We could retake Hell, but why bother?

The world's ending, and this time...

Hell's ending with it.

Unless you've got a plan to defeat the Darkness.

Well, then, this is just more of the same --

King Crowley's bad dinner theater.

If that's the way you feel, why did you show?

We wanted to see the monkey dance...

one last time.

Sam: Talk to him.

Won't do any good.

Why not?

'Cause I can't give him what he wants.

And what's that?

What everyone wants --

my sister, my children, you humans --

an apology.

A big, wet "I'm sorry."

Well, so give it to him.

It's not like he's asking for a weapon

or for Hell or for Heaven.

He's asking for words.

I can't say I'm sorry if I'm not.

What he wants an apology for,

I did it for humanity, for the world.

Look, Lucifer wants what everybody wants -- Amara gone.

Okay, let's just...give him a little time to cool off.

Okay, well, I don't know if you noticed,

but a little time is not something we have.

The end is freakin' nigh.

[ Insects chirping, bird calling ]

Hmm.

Rowena.

Door not locked.

What all that astral projection bull for?

We're hardly on the best terms, Clea.

Before barging in, I just wanted to check for hex bags

or a --

That.

What you want?

I'm working on a spell. It requires a second.

A second?

Well, why don't you ask Charisse

or Melodie or Thomasin?

Oh, yeah, you torched them all

in one of your impetuous little fits.

The world's ending, Clea.

Well, duh.

The end times shouldn't bother you, though, Row.

You a rat.

Find your way off any sinking ship.

Damn right.

The spell I'm working on is Book of the Damned magic,

and it can get us back.

We can buy ourselves a few more centuries of life.

Turn back the clock for us...

before the world inevitably goes bye-bye.

You're scared.

Aye.

I came face-to-face with the Darkness.

The apocalypse bell's been rung a few times in our day,

but when I looked inside her, I saw it.

Not just the end of the world, Heaven and Hell --

the end of magic.

Greek antiquity...

or no deal.

Middle Ages.

I know, not the best time to be a witch.

Or a black woman.

And the Greek Age was better?

I'm a fan of the classics. I'll make it work.

Deal.

One of you is gonna have to, uh, go first.

You know what? Uh, Lucifer, y-you, uh...

you agreed to have a sit-down if -- if God would show, so...

And, Chuck, you -- you did say you'd talk.

Him first.

I'm the one who's owed an explanation.

Okay, let's -- let's try "I feel" statements.

Dr. Phil.

Huh?

Sam: Oh, yeah, of course. Obviously.

I am sorry that you feel...

that I betrayed you, that I acted without cause.

I'm sorry that you can't see you gave me no choice.

I'm good. You heard that, right?

W-We all know that you are God, um, but...

maybe could you be a-a little less...Lordly?

But I am -- I-I'm the Lord.

Wow. There he goes.

I did what I had to do.

To create the world, I had to lock Amara away.

And when the Mark corrupted you

and I saw that you posed a threat to humankind,

I did the same with you.

No, you betrayed me.

You gave me the Mark to lock her away,

and when it changed me,

when it did what the Mark inevitably does...

you threw me away.