Dean: How ya feelin?
Sam: Honestly? My whole body hurts, I feel nauseous and like I’m starving at the same time and everything smells like rotting meat.
Dean: I’ve had that hangover. Jager, man. Whew.

Castiel: The final test, do you know what it is?
Sam: I have to cure a demon.
Castiel: Of what?

Dean: Soups on! And, here we go. I think this is, uh…yeah. It’s still good.
Sam: A half drunk beer, some jerky and three peanut butter cups?

Dean: That’s not gonna cut it. Not this time. You can take your little apology and cram it up your ass.
Castiel: Dean, I thought I was doing the right thing.
Dean: Yeah, you always do.

San: So, we have a dungeon.
Dean: Finally.

Dean: Well, that was weird, with three exclamation points.
Sam: That wasn’t a normal exorcism. They changed the words.

Castiel: Sam is more damaged than I am.
Dean: Yeah, well, even all banged up, Sammy comes through.

Metatron: Put the virgin down Castiel. We need to talk.

Cas: You’re Metatron? The Metatron?
Metatron: In public it’s Marv.

Marv: Kevin Tran told me about you.
Cas: He did?
Marv: Yeah. According to him, you and I have a lot in common. We’re both free thinkers and we’re both on heaven’s most wanted list. I thought we could socialize, maybe grab a bite.

Marv: Look, the angels are like a big dysfunctional family. We need to lock them all in a room until they work things out. All the factions. You, me…
Cas: You mean like a big family meeting?
Marv: Exactly. Which is why we need to shut down heaven.

Waitress: Cool coat.
Cas: No, it’s actually quite warm.
Waitress: Cute and funny. Okay.
Marv: Should’ve picked a better looking vessel.

Crowley: First things first, what are you wearing?

Crowley: What the hell. I’m sexting you an address. Check it out, and we’ll talk.

Dean: What the hell are you doing Crowley?
Crowley: Oh mercy. Isn’t it obvious? I’m killing everyone you’ve ever saved. The damsels in distress, the innocent whippersnappers, the would-be vampire chow.

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And that’s about it for this week. Crowley is chasing the boys big time and Sam’s about to run scared, enough to give up the trials. 

Cas and Marv are on their own set of trials. Maybe they can help with the Crowley problem if Dean would let Cas in.

How cute was it when Cas was shopping for Sam and Dean and getting all of Dean’s favorite things? Even a copy of a “Busty Asian Beauties” comic book. he really loves the boys and wants to atone.

One more ep to go before we hit Supernatural season 9! 

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Sam: So, uh, um, Special K, you keep your nose to the Godstone. We’re gonna drive out and make a lot of noise a long way from here. Keep the safe boat safe for ya.

Crowley: Your slang. Special K, nose to the Godstone, that’s the way Dean speaks. Sam os – more basic, more sincere. Remember, I want to basic, distinct characterizations. I was born to direct.

Dean: Want me to do the whole airplane thing, with the spoon? When’s the last time you ate?

Sam: Well, I’m not good. And I’m not going to be good until we can start moving again, until I can start the third trial.
Dean: Trial? I wouldn’t let you start a moped.

Sam: This isn’t a cold or a fever or whatever it is you’re supposed to feed. This is part of it all. Those first two trials they’re not just things I did. They’re doing something to me. They’re changing me, Dean.

Kevin: I’m dead you bastards! So screw you, screw God and screw everybody in between!

Sam: How about the other prophets in line? I mean, if Kevin is dead, then won’t one of them be activated?
Dean: Nothing. Not a peep. Here we are. No lead, no tablet. Squat.

Naomi: Very well. You’re saying that he can’t be caught? Then we will simply have to make him stop.

Dean: They taught word of God at Stanford?

Dean: And you say that this Medatron is hiding out in the mountains with a bunch of Indians.
Sam: Yeah, yeah I do. You’re not really supposed to say Indians. We should go.

Castiel: We were supposed to be their shepherds, not their murders.

Castiel: How many times have you torn into my head and washed it clean?
Naomi: Frankly, too damn many.

Crowley: Of course, if I wasn’t running everything, I could have played Dean myself.

Sam: Do you remember when Dad took us to the bottom of the Grand Canyon on that pack mule ride…
Dean: The what
Sam: And your, uh, mule kept farting, just letting go, like gale force?
Dean: Dude, you were only four years old. I barely remember that.
Sam: You rode a farty donkey.

Crowley: Just wanted to take a moment away from the main action to chat with my old business partner. I assume you won’t die just yet. It takes a painful long time to bleed out from the gun.

Castiel: The tablets weren’t meant for the angels, and they weren’t meant for you.
Crowley: She’s got a lot on her plate, so you can’t fault her for missing it. So I thought to myself, self, if Cas got away from her by touching the tablet, why would he ever stop touching the tablet? Then I said to myself, self, he hasn’t stopped touching the tablet now, has he?
(Holy crap! Who saw that one coming??? Cas was hiding the tablet inside himself??)

Sam: And I remember thinking, I could never go on a quest like that, because I’m not clean.
(This harkens to the rumors floating around that the trials are purifying Sam of the demon blood, and then he went AND SAID IT. How freaking awesome.)

Sam: You really haven’t heard of us? What kind of angel are you? We’re the freakin Winchesters!

Crowley: You little prat. You having fun yet?
Kevin: Screw you.
Crowley: Am I seeing this? How’d you figure it out?
Kevin: It started when they forgot the secret knock. Really, it was the way they acted. I don’t think on their best day Sam and Dean would go into town and get me a barbecue dinner; not when there are leftover burritos in the fridge.
Crowley: So, my demons were too polite.
Kevin: Yeah.
Crowley: I’ll be a son of a whore.

Metatron: I’m not one of them. I’m not an arch angel. I’m really run of the mill. I worked in the secretarial pool before God chose me to take down the word. Anyway, he seemed very worried about his work, what would happen when he left, so he had me write down instructions. He was gone.

Metatron: But really, really, it was your storytelling. That is the true flower of free will. At least, as you’ve mastered it so far. When you create stories, you become Gods. Of tiny, intricate dimensions into themselves. So many worlds. I have read as much as it’s possible for an angel to read and I haven’t caught up.

Dean: You want a story? Try Kevin Tran’s story. He was just a kid. He was a good, straight A kid and then he got sucked into all of this, this angel crap and then he became a prophet of the word of God. Your prophet! Now you should have been lookin’ out for him, but no, instead you’re here holed up reading books.

Metatron: You really intend on closing the doors of hell?
Dean: Seems like the thing to do, don’t it?
Metatron: It’s your choice. That’s what this has all been about. The choices your kind make. But you’re gonna have to weigh that choice. What will it take to do this and what will the world be like after it’s done.

That’s something I never thought about. If the doors of hell are closed, are they closed to those that need to go in as well as those that can get out? What Metatron said to consider seemed awfully ominous. We now know the third trial is to cure a demon. Who will they cure? Is Sam demon enough to cure? Only two episodes left, and I’ll be here to quote our way through it!

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Ajay: Of course, you are the Winchesters.
Dean: I’m sorry. Have we met?
Ajay: I am the reaper that took Bobby Singer to hell.
Sam: Bobby in hell? We burned his bones. Once we did that, it was over. End of story.
Ajay: Ummm…not necessarily.
Dean: No, no, no. Ya see, Bobby was on the good side of things, and good guys go to the Penhouse.
Ajay: Mostly. It 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.
Dean: Okay. Let’s do this. How much for two tickets down, three back.

Sam nixed that idea, taking the one way trip  himself and leaving Dean behind. Is this a trial?? Sam gets his first glimpse of purgatory. So cute he went in holding hands with Ajay the taxi driver.

Sam:  What do you mean this is purgatory? This isn’t what I paid for – I booked the hell tour!
Ajay: Woah, woah, Winchester, detach. This is hell adjacent. I’ve been down this highway many times before.

Seriously? Who knew purgatory was hell-adjacent? I thought it was neither heaven or hell. Learn something new on Supernatural every week, don’t we?

Kevin: I’m gonna be in my room. Let me know when there’s a good day.
Dean: That’s my pie.

Crowley: As you might recall, patience isn’t one of my virtues. Well, I don’t have any virtues, but if I did, I’m sure patience wouldn’t be one of them.

Crowley: You’re trying my non-patience.

I’m thinking Sam taking the detour to hell through Purgatory will give him a bit more compassion when it comes to dealing with Dean and all he went through during his time spent in the place. Wonder if I’m right.

Hellbound Girl: You came. I knew you would. I’ve been praying for it. Forever.

BOBBY!!!!! I can’t believe Sam actually found Bobby in hell!!

Bobby: Get the hell out of here you black eyed son of a bitch.
Sam: What? Bobby, it’s Sam!
Bobby: Yeah, and I’m Elvis. Move your ass, git!
Sam: Bobby, it’s me! Dammit. If it’s not Sam, then how do I know about you and Tori Spelling?

Bobby: I’m sorry Sam, but you’re the 200th Sam I’ve seen today. That’s how they screw with me. Just endless Sams and Deans all wearin’ black eyes. Wait a minute. What are you doin’ here? Please don’t tell me it’s what I think it is.

Crowley: My hellhound has been killed. Winchester jumbo size is trying to break into the mothership and that prophet of theirs is madly translating away – ADD IT UP!

Crowley: I need Kevin Tran and I need his half of the tablet. His has the good stuff whera mine has the acknowledgements and ‘about the author!’

Holy Naomi! She just showed herself to Dean! No good quotes coming from it, but that she’s showing herself means she’s got something big under her sleeve. Especially right after Kevin hid the tablet. Thank God Kevin hid that tablet and didn’t tell Dean.

Naomi: Oh, I know you’ve been doing business with Ajay. He did mention, didn’t he, that his way into hell is through purgatory? I knew you’d want to know. See? We can be of help to each other.

Sam: You knew, somehow, right?
Bobby: I took a chance? 5050.

Bobby: What the hell is this?
Sam: Don’t get all pissed off. Purgatory.
Bobby: Balls!

Awww…the trial ends with Bobby’s spirit entering heaven. I hate that. I really do.

Dean: If you want nothin to do with this, I completely understand.
Benny: When Dean Winchester asks for a favor, he’s not screwing around.
Dean: Benny, sending you back there is the last thing I ever wanted to do.
Benny: I know, I know.
Dean: By my little brother is stuck down there.
Benny: This be the little brother who wants to kill me right?
Dean: You got access.
Benny: By access you mean getting beheaded?
Dean: Yeah, you’re right. It’s too much. I haven’t exactly been there for you lately.
Benny: Oh come on Dean,you know I love a challenge.
Dean: You serious?
Benny: Hey, he’s your brother. I say let’s do this.
Dean: I owe you.
Benny: You don’t owe me nothin’. Truth is, I could use a break from all this.

Wow – talk about a special friendship and a teary eyed moment. I’ve always loved Benny and I spend too much time watching Ty Olsson walk off of my favorite programs with a heart of gold. Sam better damn well appreciate what the man he questioned did for him when this is over!

Yikes, Bobby was pretty shocked to learn Sam didn’t look for Dan while he was gone.

Bobby: A good buddy? Well you two really went off the rails when I was gone, didn’t ya?

Bobby: I already said goodbye to ya once, Sam, it didn’t seem to take. No reason to think I won’t see you again. But, if they give me a rocking chair up there, I’m raising hell.

It seemed like Sam came to a little understanding with Benny before Benny let Sam go on without him. Will it be the last we see of Benny? I hope not, but I’m guessing yes.

Sam: Dean, look, Benny, uh, he got us out. A bunch of vamps showed and he used himself as bait.I get the feeling that even if that didn’t happen, he didn’t want to come back, you know? I’m sorry.

Crowley: Bobby Singer. I’d recognize you anywhere.
Dean: Let him go Crowley. He doesn’t belong in hell.
Crowley: He does if I say he does!

Naomi: Let me see if I’ve interpreted the situation correctly. The Winchesters have freed an innocent from hell, from which you are wrongfully are trying to return him.
Crowley: Siding with them, Naomi? You don’t know those two, Naomi. Before they’re done, we’ll both be locked away.
Naomi: I’m just hoping they lock you away, dear. The rest, I’ll figure out.
Crowley: Bureaucrat! You’re fighting outside your weight class.
Naomi: Don’t call me a bureaucrat.

Naomi: I told you you could trust me.

Oh if ever more untrue words were spoken! By an angel no less!! The second trial is finished. What will this do to Sam now? How close will they let Naomi before they realize she’s not the good angel she’s portraying herself to be and that she’s who Castiel was running from?  Kevin is with Crowley. Might she help in that fight if even for her own no-so-magnanimous spirit? Tune into TVHackR for more news, videos and opinions.

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As promised and without further ado, the Supernatural “Goodbye Stranger” post. They know how to write ’em, don’t they?

Dean: What the hell is this? The spear of destiny? What is this, God’s toothpick?

Dean: What is wrong with me? This is a first edition. Do you know what this would go for on EBay?
Sam: No. Why, do you?
Dean: No. Maybe. Shut up.

Naomi: They cannot be trusted. Lie, Castiel. Tell them what we discussed.

Castiel: I don’t know. I’m hoping the strange haired demon in the kitchen is more helpful than the others I interrogated.

Dean: He puts the ass in Cas, huh?
Sam: He’s definitely off.
Dean: Off? He hasn’t been right since he got back from purgatory and we still don’t know how he got out of there.

Castiel: You know, I can hear you both. I am a celestial being.

Meg: Aren’t you a little short for a storm trooper?

Dean: So, um, I gotta ask. What’s up with the hair? What?
Meg: Thanks for noticing Dean, but this wasn’t my idea, it was Crowley’s and it’s just another reason I want to stab him in the face.

Meg: Any of you dummies got a map?
Sam: What’s there now?
Meg: Do I look like Google to you?

Castiel: These wounds have festered.
Meg: You really do know how to make a girl’s nethers quiver, don’t you?
Castiel: I am aware of how to do that. Although, it doesn’t usually involve cleaning wounds.

Meg: Really, you remember everything?
Cas: If you’re referring to the pizza man, then yes, I remember everything. And it’s a good memory.

Meg: I’m kinda good, which sucks. You’re kinda bad…which is actually all manner of hot.

Crowley: What’s that old expression? If you want something done right…. blah, blah, blah, blah.

Sam: I’m fine.
Cas: Sam, no you’re not. You’re damaged in ways even I can’t heal.

Dean: Winner, winner, chicken dinner.

Castiel: I can reason with Dean. He’s a good man.
Naomi: Kill him.

Castiel: There has to be another way.
Naomi: You have done this a thousand times, Castiel. You’re ready. Kill him and take the tablet and bring it home where it belongs.

Meg: Wait. Hold on. There’s one thing I don’t understand. You hit a dog and stopped. Why?
Sam: That whole story and that’s your takeaway?

Naomi: What have I done to you? Do you have any idea what it’s like out there? There is blood everywhere. And it’s on your hands, after everything you did, to us, to Heaven. I fixed you, Castiel. I FIXED YOU.

Dean: Cas, Cas, I know you’re in there. I know you can hear me. It’s me. We’re family. I need you. I need you.

Crowley: Castiel? So that’s who’s been poking my boys, and not in a sexy way.

Crowley: I have a bone to pick with you, Moose, over what you did to my poor dog.
Meg: Are you going to talk us to death or get down to it already?
Crowley: There’s my whore. I’m not here for my dearly departed though. I’m here for the stone with the funny scribbles on it.
Sam: That’s not going to happen.
Crowley: I love it when you get all tough. It touches me right where my bathing suit goes.

Crowley: If you remember our time in Mesopotamia like I do, then you remember I’m a lover, not a fighter.
Naomi: What do you want you cockroach?

Sam: So what happened? Cas touched the tablet and it reset him to his factory settings or something?

Dean: Listen, Sam, I may not be able to carry the burden that comes along with these trials, but I can carry you.
Sam: You realize that you kind of just quoted “Lord of the Rings,” right?
Dean: But come on, it’s the Rudy Hobbit, and the Rudy Hobbit always gets a pass. Shut up.

Since the song at the end had meaning in itself, here’s a version of Supertramp’s “Goodbye Stranger” from YouTube. Keeping enjoying the classic rock, Supernatural fans!

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