"Leviathans." "Dick is coming." "Well, it's like I always say, if you want to win, then you got to be the shark." "And a shark's got to eat." "You're bibbing me?" " Bobby, what is it?" " He's making the doctor eat himself." "They got him." "Dean, there are at least four leviathans out there." "We don't even know how to kill one." "Well, it'll be quite a shock when we walk in through the front door, won't it?" "Okay, sons of bitches." "See what you're up to now." "Bobby!" "Come on!" "Go!" "Go!" "Hey, Bobby, your hat." "Oh, God." "Bobby?" "!" "Bobby?" "!" "Bobby?" "!" "Bobby?" "Bobby?" "Hey, hey, hey, hey." "Hold on." " Sam, is he dead?" " I'm checking." " Is he dead?" "!" " Just drive, Dean!" "Bobby?" " You got to talk to me, Sam!" " All right, he's breathing." "There's a pulse." " Keep him upright." "Stop the bleeding." " I'm not an idiot, Dean." "I know first aid for a friggin' bullet to the head." " I need the nearest trauma center." " Hold on." "Hold on." "What's the address?" "!" "All right, Bobby, hang in there." "~ Syncro:" "The Hellraiser ~ ~ exklusiv für ~" "Bobby?" "Just hold on." "Well, I guess we found Phil." "Wait a minute." "Something's not right here." "Yeah, no kidding, Bobby." "There's a corpse in a tree." " Something bad's about to happen." " Yeah, well, danger's kind of on the W2, Bobby." "That's why we got the guns." "Or something bad's happened already." "Balls." " You want to tell us what's going on?" " Yeah." "What's going on with your head?" " I got shot in it." " You what?" "Bobby, we've been with you all day." "Yeah, I think we would have noticed if you took a bullet." "I didn't take one here." "I took one out there, in the real world." "You lost us." " Look, Bobby, you want to sit down, seriously?" " No, there's something I got to tell you." "I..." "Damn it, I can't get at it." "Well, it's okay." "Take your time." "We're right here." "No, no, not you you... real you, out there in the waking world." "Numbers." "Numbers." "Where's paper?" "I didn't have time before... to tell you... what they're cooking up." "You need to know." "Well, you just gonna stand there or hand it over, Bobby?" "What the hell?" "Karen?" " You were expecting Farrah Fawcett?" " No." "She always calls first." "That's what I said the first time this happened." "What are you talking about?" "Gimme." "This..." "This is just like it was." " You're beautiful." " Quit sweet-talking and come here." "I feel like we haven't talked in ages." "I know just how you feel." "Listen..." "I have something I want to say to you." "No excuses this time, okay?" "Just sit, Bobby." "I know what night this is." " I remember this." " I've thought about this a lot." " I really sat with this." " Sat with this." " Don't make fun of me." " I wouldn't." "But right now I got to..." "I don't remember a storm coming in the night this happened." "Mother Mary, I've got a messed-up fruitcake." "What, Bobby?" "Nothing." "I got to go." "I'm sorry, darling." "Bobby, wait." "Don't go." "Number-one trick... is to act like you know what you're doing, Bobby." " Rufus?" " What, I can't give you advice now?" "All of a sudden, you know everything?" " You know, I can always go wait in the car." " No, wait." " I need your help... bad." " Yeah, damn straight you do." "No, listen to me, Rufus." "I'm gonna die." "Oh, now, that's a realistic view of the mortality rate on a ghost hunt." "Whoa!" "Whoa, Nellie, red line." " All right, baby boy, here we go." " No, Rufus..." "Are you coming, Bobby?" "I mean, we're not getting any younger here." "Coming." "God's gonna punish you." "Hello, Mr. Singer." "Your time's up." "So, you're my reaper, huh?" "You know, I've heard of you guys... grabbing reapees in broad daylight and in their sleep, but..." "I never heard of a reaper showing up inside a guy's custard." "You're in a coma, genius." "This is what happens." "I climb in your... custard and fish you out." " Oh, you think you can lose me?" " I'm gonna try." "I've got places to be, Singer." "Don't waste my time." "Might as well, while I got it." "You're prolonging the inevitable." "I can find you anywhere!" "Even in this gin-soaked rat maze." "I'm just saying..." "look, you can't really compare." "I don't even know you right now." " There's not even a contest." " It depends on the criteria." "Survival is the only criteria, all right?" "And when the crap hits the fan, it's not about who has skill." "It's about who's the bigger badass." "Bobby, will you please tell Sam that Chuck Norris could kick Jet Li's ass?" "Grab me a beer while you're in there?" "Bobby?" "Bobby Singer, you had better be washed up when you come down." "You're filthy." "God, what is wrong with you?" "It's like you want him to get mad." "Bobby, heads up." "Poor thing." "Gets left at the altar, kills herself, and then gets buried in the crypt." "Now she's going after men who break their girls' hearts." "Poignant, am I wrong?" "Why you out of breath?" "Did you go for a jog up there, man?" " I need your help, Rufus." " Yeah, clearly." " No, listen to me." " I want you to grab a torch, man." "As soon as I open up her coffin, showtime's coming pretty quick." "No." "Will you listen to me, you son of a bitch?" "There's a damn reaper coming for me." "There's a damn reaper coming for all of us, Bobby." "All right, let's put this damn ghost to bed." "I got plans for purim." "Page the neurosurgeon on call." "Tell O.R. to put electives on hold." "Move trauma 2 to bed 7 as soon as it's clean." "Gunshot wound to the right frontal area." "No exit wound found." "Breathing spontaneously." "Respiratory rate 18 and shallow." "Rst at 120." "B.P. 90 over 60." " Gcs 5." " Push 80 grams of mannitol over 30." " Prep for intubation." " Air entry clear to bases." " Let's get a central line in here now." " What's happening?" "Please just tell us..." " Get them out of here." " Sorry." "You need to stay out of their way." " That's our Uncle." " You got to stay back." " What are they doing?" " We need to get him stable." " Okay, when are you gonna take the bullet out?" " If we can get the swelling down," " if it's in a place we can get to, if..." " If he even lives that long." "Forget it." "I got to keep moving." "Heartbreaker." "Push 30 more of mannitol over 10." "Cbc and 'lytes." "Bolus him with 500 saline." " The vitals were stable two minutes ago." " Well, he's crashing now." "I'll break your heart." "Bobby." "Come on." "You okay?" "Say something." "Look out!" "Blood pressure 130 over 90." "Okay, Rufus, I need you..." "Oh, balls." "This would be the one job you damn near got yourself killed on." "Well, you're gonna be useful, even if I have to carry you." "He's stable for the moment." "Just have to see." "Rufus..." "Where the hell did you go?" "Hey!" "Yeah, you!" "You, kid!" "Hey, what are you making like a white rabbit all over the place for, you grubby little..." "Enough with the jump scares, kid." "Who are you running from?" "Wait a minute." "I know you." "Did you think I was dead?" "Call me, all right?" "Don't sit Shiva for me yet, Bobby." "Listen... after bridezilla took you out, do you remember what you told me about your near-death experience?" "I haven't told you nothing yet." "But now that you mention it, pretty sure I almost crossed over." " And what did you see?" " What did I see?" "What are you so riled up about, paco?" "All right, all right." "I saw a hallway, uh, plaid carpet, the apartment building from when I was a kid." " And?" " And I wanted out." "I'm not dying on no damn plaid carpet." " No, thank you." " So, what did you do?" "Well, obviously, Bobby, not being stupid, I started looking for the damn exit door." "You know, I swear that's what they mean about your life flashing before your eyes, 'cause every time I opened the door, there was another chapter inside..." "The good, the bad, the bloody." " So, how did you get out?" " Found the right door, obviously." " Well, how did you find it?" " Oh, simple." "I went deep." " Deep." "Like old?" " No, deep like... crap you do not want to think about, so you bury it, you shove other crap over it, and you don't go there, ever." "So, you're telling me that... the way out was through your worst memory?" "It's an important door, Bobby." " Okay, this is good." " What the hell are you going on about, anyway?" "This." "I got to find the right door to get this to Sam and Dean." "I'm in a coma, Rufus, right now." " Get out." " I got shot in the dunce cap, Rufus." "I'm dying." " You sure?" " Unfortunately." "I'll be a prima ballerina." "Wait, wait, Bobby are you trying to tell me I'm just one of your better memories?" "Would I make this up?" " Okay." "I got to go." " What?" " You're coming with me, Rufus." " What?" "I need my partner on this." "Please." "Aim for your worst memory." "Think." "Focus." "You got it?" "The worst, okay?" "I got a metric ton of worst." "Well, just take a shot." "By the way, killer bride." "How come she call you a heartbreaker, anyway?" "I mean, you a family man if I ever saw one." "Thanks for narrowing things down." "I can't believe you." "I hate you." "Everything's a lie." "Our whole life" "Our vows." "Everything." "You knew I wanted kids." "Why didn't you just... sit me down and say..." "I don't understand." "You're a good man." "You'd be a good dad." "What does that even mean, you break everything you touch?" "!" "What kind of excuse is that?" "!" "Just stay away from me!" "You broke my heart, Bobby!" "You happy?" "Just go away!" "Just so you know..." "I'm sorry." "I never stopped being sorry." "Bobby, I thought you'd want a gang of rugrats." " So, how long after this..." " Did she get possessed?" "Three days." "Biggest regret of my life, this fight." "You'd think it was when I had to stab her to death, but... no." "All through that..." "I was thinking... we never got to get past this." "If I'd have known," "I'd have said anything she wanted to hear." "Bobby?" "Hey." "Try the door." "Now." "Thanks, Rufus." "Balls." "What year is this?" " '89-ish?" " What's it matter?" "I'm still stuck in eternal friggin' sunshine." "No, I was just thinking, man... you look pretty good there." "Must have drank less." "Hey, Bobby, where are we going?" "Well, Dean, where's it look like?" "Dad says I'm supposed to practice with the double-barrel." "Well, we're gonna skip the guns today." "Here." "Today... you're gonna throw a ball around, just like a regular snot-nosed little jerk." "You know, for a guy who'd rather break his wife's heart than give her a baby," " you make a hell of a nanny." " Shut up, Rufus." "We need another door." "Let's go." " Seriously, though, Bobby, how come..." " Dog with a bone, Rufus." " No, I really want to know, man, why no kids?" " Ain't that deep." "Dad was a mean drunk." "I figured I'd be just like him." "And, hey, look..." "I was right." "No sense passing on the legacy." "Man, you're too hard on yourself." "You're more of a cranky drunk." "You do know that whatever you're trying to avoid with the eye rolls and the grump-a-lumping... that's exactly where you need to go." " I ain't avoiding nothing." " Yeah, sure." " Get off my ass, Rufus." " Hey, Bobby, I'm trying to help you here, okay?" " You want to get out of here, or you want to die?" " I'm trying." "How am I supposed to know what I don't want me to know?" "Hey, look." "The crown prince decided to drop by for a late bite." "Oh, he was just washing up." "So, who would like to say grace?" "Hell with grace." "Pass me the biscuits." " I'm sorry." " What is the matter with you?" " I don't know." "I'm sorry." " You break everything you touch!" "Let's just have a nice supper." "A nice supper?" "There's your nice supper." "I get no respect in this house." "What?" "Now, you can't tell me that wasn't gnarly enough to go spelunking in." "That was any given Tuesday night." "Believe me, it was nothing special." " No, no, no." "You're scared." " No, I ain't." "I just know we're in the wrong place, Rufus." "You..." "Okay, Bobby, you don't have time." "That sound was not the weather, and you know it." "We can't keep bopping through your greatest hits forever." "That reaper's gonna catch up." "I mean, if there was some way to stop the damn thing... but it's a reaper, Bobby." "You're screwed." " I know what we're gonna do." " What?" "We're gonna stop the damn reaper." " So, there's nothing else we can do?" " I'm sorry." "We just have to wait." " We'll see if the swelling goes down." " How long?" "It's hard to say in cases like this." "Well, he's lasted this long." "That's something, right?" "Well, yes." "Listen, the bullet didn't shatter." "Only one hemisphere of his brain was injured." "These are all positive things." "But I don't want to give you false hope here." "He's far from out of the woods." "Most of the time, cases like this..." "They die." "Right now it comes down to him." "I'll keep you updated." "Excuse me." "Sorry to interrupt." "Is one of you Robert Singer's next of kin?" "We know this is a stressful time." "Look, no offense... you can skip the garnish." "His insurance laps or what?" "We're sorry to ask, but... did your uncle ever make his wishes known in regards to organ donation?" "Organs are only viable for a very limited window..." ""Viable"?" "We're just hoping some good can come of this tragic..." "Listen to me." "I'm gonna say this once." "He's not gonna die." "It's one bullet." " He's gonna be fine because he's always fine." " I apologize." "Why are you talking to me like he's gonna die, huh?" "I do my job!" "Do your jobs!" "Save him!" "Of course they're doing everything they can." "Walk away from me." "Now!" "Dick!" "I know you're in there." "Come on out, you dick." "What, did you come here to finish the job?" "Yeah?" "Well, come on." "Right here, right now, out in the open, you and me, Dick Roman." "See?" "Deciding to jump a famous guy ain't all upside." "You can kill me right now..." "you want to see it online." "You should go check on that friend of yours." "He can't be feeling too frisky right about now." "I'm a very good shot." "We're coming for you, and not just to hurt you..." "to kill you." " You understand me?" " Come on, Dean." "I can't be killed." "You're gonna wish you could, then." "That's some conviction." "You'd really crush it on the motivational circuit." "You're either laughing because you're scared or you're laughing because you're stupid." "I'll see you soon, Dick." "It's in an old King James Bible." "So, what exactly are we doing now, Bobby?" "Well, technically, you're correct." "You can't stop a reaper, not permanently." "Only their boss can do that, and we don't want him involved." "Now we're cooking with gas." "What is that?" "Well, Sam and Dean have run up against these suckers a couple, three times." "Picked up a few tricks... enough to slow them down a hair, at least." "All right." "Let's work some mojo." " What did that guy want?" " Nothing." "Just some insurance mook." " Dick Roman was out there." " What?" "What happened?" "Nothing." "For now." "It was just a friggin' staring contest." "That was about it." "What's the update?" "The swelling's down a little." "They took him off sedation." "Apparently, he started fighting his tube." "So they pulled them out, and he's breathing on his own." "That's good, right?" "Is that good?" "Yeah." "Well, doctor said best-case scenario." "All right, so when they gonna take the bullet out?" "Dean, they're not even... they're not even gonna try that, not yet." "What does that mean?" " The word's "abrading," I think." " English." "Cutting out the dead brain tissue." "That's if the doctor even thinks it's worth the risk." "Can I talk to you?" "What?" "Talk about what?" "You know what." " No, we're not gonna have that conversation." " Oh, we need to." " He's not gonna die." " He might." " Sam." " Dean, listen..." " we need to brace ourselves." " Why?" "Because it's real." "What do you want to do?" "You want to hug and say we made it through it when dad died?" "We've been through enough." "We still need gold ore, hemlock, and mace." "So, pretty basic, then, huh?" "No, we didn't shoot rifles, as a matter of fact." "We threw a ball around." "He's a kid, John." "They both are." "They're entitled." "Yeah, I know I ain't their dad." "What the hell?" "O theristes, kaleo se Kai deo." "Cute." "Got to admit... first time anyone's pulled one on me while actually unconscious." " Well, get comfy." " Not so fast." "Yeah?" "Sorry." "Other business." "I'm trying to help you, Bobby." "You're going to die." "Think you can stop it by pinning me like a bug?" " Well..." " You've seen the dark coming... people disappearing, things going blank." "Look around." "Cell by cell... that bullet's killing your brain." "You're running out of places to hide." "So, understand, this trap won't hold forever... because this room won't hold because you are going to die." "You think." "Come with me." "Be done." "You've earned it." "Or fight me." "Stay here." "And you know the drill." "I don't know, Bobby." "I mean, you really want to get stuck," " turn into some ghost?" " I know what I'm doing, Rufus." "Yeah, yeah, you're thinking you can help those boys." "But how many spirits you meet in their right mind?" "Some hunter's gonna cut you down." " Whose side are you on?" " Bobby." "You've helped." "You got handed a small, unremarkable life, and you did something with it." "Most men like you die of liver disease, watching "Barney Miller" reruns." "You've done enough." "Believe me." " I don't care." " Why?" "Because they're my boys." "All right." "The only way out is through." "So lead the way." "Nice seeing you again, old friend." "Thanks for the chat." "It's fine." "It'll just take a second." "You just gonna sit there?" "Get a broom or somethin'." "You know why he's like that?" " Because you let him do whatever he wants." " It's okay." "See?" "I'm almost done." "You just relax and have another drink." "Don't tell me what to do." "No." "Wait." "Wait." "I... no!" "Why do you always provoke him?" "Because he's a bad kid... that's why." "Well, that's a load of crap." " Who the hell were you to say?" " I'm your father." "And you show your father respect." "The day he deserves it, you drunken bully." "Punching women and kids..." "is that what they call fatherhood in your day?" "Oh, you deserved it." "Believe me." " You were nothing but ungrateful." " I was a kid!" "Kids ain't supposed to be grateful!" "They're supposed to eat your food and break your heart, you selfish dick!" "You died, and I was still so afraid I'd turn into you I never even had kids of my own." "Good." "You break everything you touch." "Well, as fate would have it," "I adopted two boys, and they grew up great." "They grew up heroes." "So you can go to hell!" "Keep the head of the bed up for transport." "I.V. can run off the pump." "Just run a TKVO." " We'll have to wait for respiratory." " Wait, wait, wait, wait." " What's happening?" " He's showing signs of responsiveness." "We're taking him up for surgery." "If you want to see him, I'd squeeze in there quick." " I'm sorry." "I said that I'm sorry." " Yeah, yeah, you say that every time." " Please just stop." " No!" "This time, you listen!" "Stop it." "You're kidding, right?" "You're not half enough man to use that thing." "You leave the adults to sort this out... and I will deal with you later." " Bobby, just go." "Do what he says." "Just go." " No." "Leave her alone." "Bobby, what did you do?" "God is gonna punish you." "Hey." "You did what you had to do." "This is where you learn that... they pretty much never say thanks when you save 'em." "Now go get a shovel." "Bury the old man out behind the woodshed." "You got the only genetic case of bullet in the brain I've ever seen." "Not so fast, Singer." "Sorry." "We need to get moving." "Right." "Yeah." "Hey, um..." "Bobby, um, hey..." "Just... thanks... for everything." "All right." " Please step back." " Yeah." "Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait." "Stop." "His eyes are open." " Bobby?" " Hey." "Don't talk." "Don't talk." "A pen." "I..." "Here." "Here, here, here." "What is it?" "Idjits." "Bobby?" "Hey!" "Call a code..." "trauma room." "You microbrewing in there, or what?" "Come on." "We got a lot of Chuck Norris to get through." "Let's go." "Nice move, waking up like that." "Motivation's a mother." "You know why it's dark out there, don't you?" "This house..." "it's your last island, everything else melted by that bullet... gone." "This is your last chance to come with me and move on." "For your own good, Bobby, let go." "They'll be okay without you." "Last memory, huh?" "Glad I saved the best for last." "All right, scoot, jerkface." "Show your elders some respect." "You scoot, ass-hat." "Did we get licorice?" "No, we did not get licorice." "We got good snacks." "Licorice is disgusting." "I'm sorry." "I didn't quite understand that, Mr. Peanut-butter-and-banana sandwiches?" "You know what?" "I stand by that sandwich." "Nobody likes licorice." "It's made of dirt." "It is a classic movie food." "It's right up there with popcorn." " Popcorn?" "You're out of your mind." " Yes." "What... it's like little chewy pieces of heaven." "Oh, chewy pieces of heaven if you're a girl." "Well, Bobby?" "Stay or go... what's it gonna be?" "~ exklusiv für ~"