Supernatural

Then it's all true.

God, the Devil.

Now you live in a secret bunker

with an angel and Lucifer's kid.

Dad, none of this would have happened without you.

This isn't just Michael we're talking about.

It's Dean.

I can feel him in my head.

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

Billie said that there's only one way that this ends right.

- A Ma'lak box. - You and Michael,

trapped, for eternity?

Okay, Sam. Let's go home.

Dad?

I don't think Jack is well, Dean.

Jack?

We found a way to bring you home.

We need to use magic that will draw on your soul.

I am a Winchester!

You want to know how much of my soul

I had to burn off to kill Michael.

Yes.

Nick. He's trying to resurrect Lucifer.

I'm here.

No!

I'm trying to understand Jack without a soul.

- Listen to me! - Leave me alone!

I wish I could forget about him! After what he did?

This is our only play.

Jack.

You lied to me.

Jack.

You lied!

I don't understand.

The Ma'lak box can hold an archangel.

Jack's not an archangel.

Yeah, apparently, the kid leveled up.

So, what do we do?

- We find him. - How?

I don't know, Cass. You tell me.

Okay, the last time we found Jack, it wa...

It was by praying to him, but that's not gonna happen again.

Yeah, you think?

You should never have tried to lock him away.

You know what? You're right.

I never wanted to put him in that damn box.

- I wanted him dead. - Dean.

He's dangerous, Cass, and you knew it!

You've known it for a long time!

But that's okay. You know why?

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

And this... Jack... Oh, we'll find a way.

Because he's just another monster.

You don't mean that.

The hell I don't.

All right. So, I guess we got to find Jack.

- Yeah. Then what? - I don't know.

Maybe we call Rowena,

see if she can put together one of those, um,

"soul bombs."

The... thing you were gonna use against the Darkness?

Yeah, might actually put a dent in the kid.

Okay.

Sam, I know this isn't easy, okay?

He... I know how much he meant to you.

He meant a lot to me. He was family.

But this? This is not Jack anymore.

He's hurting, he's killing people.

This isn't gonna be easy,

but we're gonna have to do the hard thing.

We're gonna have to do the ugly thing.

Ain't like it's the first time, though, right?

No, honey, it's not like that.

She's just a friend from work.

You should've seen it. I caught a steelhead this big.

I mean it.

We went up to the cabin...

Oh, my God. She's such a bitch.

Baby, it's not you. It's me.

No, I don't think he took offense. You're awesome.

Just because Mommy and Daddy aren't gonna be together,

we still love you.

I saw 'em at Coachella last year!

- Nothing's gonna change. - Greatest company to work for.

You won't be disappointed.

- You're my best friend. - Your, um... profile said 6'1".

I am. Basically.

- You're finally getting a break. - It's good to see you.

- Come on, baby. - Why does everyone...

That's not porn. I-I don't know what that was.

Stop lying!

Yeah, I know it's a long shot, Rowena,

but just try, okay?

I mean, try.

She in?

She thinks it's dangerous and insane.

But, yeah, she's in.

Well, she knows what Jack's capable of.

Excuse me. Coming through.

- Nerds. - Takes one to know one.

What?

You. Come on, man.

You're always calling me a geek,

but you know every word to every Led Zeppelin song

backwards and forwards.

You can discuss in detail

every major rock drummer between '67 and '84,

and... you watch "Jeopardy!" every night.

Okay. All right, yeah.

But I'm nothing like these, uh, you know, gaggle of Zuckerbergs.

Th-They're not...

Mirror Universe builds facial-recognition software.

They've got contracts with... with basically

- every law-enforcement agency on the planet. - Okay. So?

So w-we need to track Jack, but he flies,

so if we can't go ahead and track his license plate,

- maybe we can track his... - His face.

- His face, exactly. - Okay.

Oh, I got this.

Can I help you?

Hi. I'm Dean Winchester, and I'm looking for the devil's son.

- What? - What?

I meant I'm Dean Winchester,

and I'm looking for the devil's son.

This badge is fake.

Excuse me.

Hey. I'm sleeping with your wife.

- I know. Kind of into it. - What?

Hey, let me ask you a question.

Tell me who your favorite singer is.

- What? - You...

Look, I know you say it's Elvis, but we both know that's crap,

so tell me who your favorite singer is.

Well, it's like you said. It's Celine Dion.

I mean Celine Dion.

It's Celi...

Dean, every time I try and say "Elvis,"

- it comes out... - The sad, horrible truth.

Yeah. You know why? Because we can't lie.

All right! Who ate my yogurt?!

- Right here! - I knew it was you!

That was the third... Son of a bitch!

Guess we're not the only ones.

Double?! You make double?

And that was my parking space!

I hate everyone!

- I can't believe you taped it! - I thought it was hot!

Let's go.

In what was supposed to be a speech on farming subsidies,

the President instead spent more than two hours

disclosing his entire tax history,

deep ties to Russia and North Korea,

and a quote "demon deal"

he made with someone named Crowley.

- Dude. What the hell? - Over to you, Jack.

Did we just walk into a case?

- Jack? - I love you.

I've always loved you.

Pundits on both sides of the aisle...

Okay, Dean.

I think whatever is happening here,

I-it's not just happening here.

Yeah, no, it's... it's everywhere, but what...

Jack.

Son of a bitch.

- We have to find him. - I hate everyone!

Like right now.

- I hate this! - I am the stapler queen.

I am the stapler queen.

I am the stapler queen!

I need to go to hell.

You mean, like, metaphorically or...

No. Literally.

And I understand you can take me.

Really?

'Cause from what I remember, you've been to hell

more than once.

Well, this... it's different.

I need time to see the Cage and study it.

Yeah, that's a no.

So you can go to hell... metaphorically.

No, don't.

Wow. Yeah.

You guys are screwed.

- Hello. - Oh, hi.

- I'm Jack. - I remember.

Well, good.

God.

- Chuck. - There you go.

Is it really...

How are You here?

You called me?

God...

I don't know where you are. I don't know if you can hear me.

But please.

Sam, Dean... we need you.

My prayer? That's why you're here.

Yeah. Well, that and... him.

Jack.

He's a problem.