Supernatural

Me and Sam, we've killed just about everything there is.

And Jack? He's just another monster.

Dean's gone. We have no idea if he's even still alive.

Sammy, it's me.

I can feel him in my head.

Michael gets out, that's it for this world.

Jack is lost without his grace.

Jack!

We need to use magic to draw out your soul.

I am a Winchester!

Wanna know how much of my soul I had to burn to kill Michael?

- Yes. - Dean.

There's only one way that this ends right.

After all these years, just throw in the towel?

Let's go home.

I do believe in us.

Dad? None of this would've happened without you.

I am so proud of you boys.

Nick, he is trying to resurrect Lucifer.

Jack.

- Listen to me. - Leave me alone!

- Jack, he can't be killed. - No, but he can be contained.

- This is bad. - You lied!

- Can you stop him? - You can, with the Equalizer.

- He's been playing us. - Fine!

That's the way you want it? Story's over.

Welcome to the end.

Sam!

Dean!

Dean, this way!

He didn't deserve this.

Cass? ls he here? Can you...? Can you...?

I don't think so.

So, what?

- Sent those freaking zombies at us now? - I don't think they're zombies, Dean.

I think... I think, when those souls came up from hell, they just...

- What? Jumped into the nearest body? - I guess, yes.

- Is that thing gonna hold? - The doors are made of iron, so I hope.

Chuck, he said, "Welcome to the end." What...? What did that mean?

Cass? Come on, man, ideas. Can you smite our way out of here?

You saw them. I would be overwhelmed, Dean. l...

I don't know. They're ghosts, technically. Maybe we can burn their bones?

Burn their bones? Cass, their bodies could be anywhere.

Great, so we go outside, we get ripped apart. We stay in here, we're... What, starve to death?

- Well, I wouldn't starve. - Well, good for you.

Good.

Son of a bitch.

Chuck, man, l knew it. I knew he would do something like this.

He's always so squirrelly, you know? With the robe and the beard

and the smile that's like, half nice, half I'm-gonna-rip-your-throat-out.

"Oh, let me play you a song."

What do you got?

Sam?

You guys, l think l hear water. There must be a drainage pipe or something.

Could be a sewer line.

Yeah.

Come on. Come on.

Yeah. Yeah.

There you go.

Cass, a little help here.

Well, so much for the pipes. The hell are we gonna do now?

Hello.

Jack.

You're alive.

- That's not Jack. lt's a demon. - What?

Yeah. Sorry about that.

- How in the hell? - Look, l just got here and, uh, I needed a body.

- So... - So you're a demon.

Yeah. l'd do the whole eyes thing, but, uh...

No eyes.

The hell are you doing?

Blending.

Get out of him.

Look, l know it's weird.

Okay, uh, where do l start?

Like the first day of school. Hi. Uh...

My name is Belphegor, and l'm here from...

I said get out of him.

- Whoa. Hey. - I'm not gonna ask again.

No, I can help. Okay? I can help.

- Cass, let him speak. - He's an abomination!

You're an abomination with that stupid, dumb trench coat...

Cass. Cass, hey, hey.

We need the help.

- He is defiling Jack's corpse. - But if he can help...

Jack's gone, all right? So let's listen to what the demon has to say.

If we don't like what he says, then we stab him.

Cass.

Dean's right.

All right.

- So we are... - The Winchesters.

I know, I read the papers.

- You have newspapers in hell? - Yeah, the Wi-Fi sucks.

Anyway, I'm guessing this whole, uh, hellmouth thing is kind of you?

No, it was God.

Yeah, sure.

Oh, you're serious.

- It's a long story. - Okay, okay.

Look, l'm not some crossroad demon.

I'm not even one of those black-eyed goons who crawled his way up here

to eat, you know, virgins and puppies and virgin puppies.

Look, downstairs, I punch a clock.

A soul comes in, I torment it. lt's what l do.

- What's your point? - The point is, l like my job.

I like hell the way it is, or was.

So all those bad guys, you want them back where they came from, right?

Well, me too.

Okay? We're... We're "twinsies," guys.

Oh, we are not twinsies.

- Can you fix this? - Um, no, but I can get you out of here.

- How? - "How?"

Little spell, you know, nothing major.

All right.

We need some graveyard dirt.

And some, uh, angel blood.

Cass.

Ah?

You're welcome.

Hey, it worked. High five.

The spirits have been destroyed.

No, I just blasted them out of those bodies. Yeah.

So where are the ghosts, then?

Cool. How's this?

Ooh.

Oh, my God.

All right.

- Oh, my God. That color looks so good on you. - I know, right?

- I'm trying these next. - Okay.

That's so cute.

So your mom just buy you this stuff?

Yeah. Since the divorce, she feels super guilty.

Awesome. Divorce is awesome.

I know, right?

Rachel, you should try this.

Rachel?

Rachel!

I mean, come on,

I look good.

Anything?

No, not yet. l mean, the news, it didn't...

It's just not saying anything about a worldwide zombie apocalypse.

So ghost apocalypse maybe is just happening here.

Yeah. For now.

I mean, the souls gotta go somewhere, right?

How many are we talking about, by the way? Souls?

- In hell? - Yes.

Two, three billion.

Let's stick to the plan, right?

We head back to the bunker, figure out how to close the rift.

Yeah. lf you can.

- Well, you got a better idea? - I do not.

But if you wanted to buy some time, you could always contain the ghosts.

- Contain them how? - Magic.

And you just happen to know the right spell.

Lucky you.

- What do you mean by "contain"? - Imagine a salt circle a mile wide.

No ghosts get in, no ghosts get out.

- Yeah, great, okay. - No.

That town, Harlan, Kansas, is less than a mile from the cemetery.

- Then we get everybody out. - How?

We lie.

You see that?

Pull over.

There's no body.

- This look familiar to you? - Yeah.

- Looks like a Woman in White. - Exactly.

Dean, this could be our Woman in White.

- Dude, we sent her to hell years ago. - Yeah, but she could be back.

Well, if she's back, then they're all back.

Every last one that we ever killed.

Let's go.

I got you.

Okay.

Hang on.

Okay.

I'm coming for you.

Okay. Stay here, baby, okay? Stay here.

Baby, okay, stay here.

Come out, come out, wherever you are.

Help! Please, help us, please!

Please! Please help us! Help!

- Help! Please! - Come play with me.

Help! Please.

- Okay. It's okay. We're gonna be okay. - L'm right here.

Come on, let's go this way.

I know where you are.

Dang tree. Just move the sign, the problem's gone.