While the boys are on the trail of the Colt, Bella tips off the Feds and Sam and Dean are arrested. The bad times don't end there because a flurry of demons attack them while in lock up.
Dean: How are we going to Houdini out of this one?
DD Steven Gross: Well, I'll be damned. I was betting on your headstone reading "Couldn't Catch the Winchester Boys."
Dean: You kinky son of a bitch. We don't swing that way.
Dean: I'll live, you know, if we get out of here alive.
Dean: It's kind of wild, right? I mean, it's like they're coming right for us. They've never done that before. It's like we've got a contract on us. Think it's because we're so awesome? I think it's because we're so awesome.
Henrickson: I shot the sheriff. Dean: But you didn't shoot the deputy.
Dean: You don't poke a bear with a BB gun. It's just going to make 'em mad.
Dean: If it makes you feel any better, Bigfoot's a hoax.
Dean: Honestly, I think the world's going to end bloody but it doesn't mean we shouldn't fight. We do have choices. I choose to go down swinging.
Ruby: Does anyone have a breath mint? Some guts splattered in my mouth while I was killing my way in here.
Nancy: When this is over, I'm going to have so much sex but not with you.
Sam: So what are you going to tell them? Henrickson: The least ridiculous lie I can come up with in the next five minutes. Dean: Good luck with that.
On a job in a small town, Sam faces his own Groundhog Day where Dean keeps dying in new and interesting ways.
Dean: Find anything? Sam: No. Dean: Do you have any idea what you're looking for? Sam: Uh, yeah. No.
Sam: Man, I had a weird dream. Dean: Yeah? Clowns or midgets?
Dean: Sammy, I get all tingly when you take control like that.
Dean: Did it look cool? Like in the movies? Sam: You peed yourself. Dean: Of course, I peed myself. Man gets hit by a car, you think he has full control of his bladder?
Sam: I knew it was going to happen, Dean. I know everything that's going to happen. Dean: You don't know everything. Sam: Yeah, I do. Dean and Sam (in unison): Yeah, right. Nice guess. Sam: It wasn't a guess. Dean and Sam (in unison): Right, you're a mind reader. Cut it out, Sam. Sam, you think you're being funny but you're being really childish. Sam Winchester wears makeup. Sam Winchester cries his way through sex. Sam Winchester keeps a ruler by the bed and every morning when he wakes up. Ok, enough.
Trickster: Whoever said Dean was the dysfunctional one has never seen you with a sharp object in your hands. Ho-ho-holy full metal jacket!
The Winchesters get a call about Bobby and find him trapped in a dream. Dean and Sam need to save him and disable the one who trapped him.
Sam: But, really, the thing is no one can save you. Dean: That's what I've been telling you. Sam: No, that's not what I mean. No one can save you because you don't want to be saved. How can you care so little for yourself? What's wrong with you?
Dean: I take it we believe in the legends? Sam: When don't we?
Dean: Dude, you were out and making some serious happy noises. What were you dreaming about?
Dean: Oh, you're not going anywhere. I don't trust you enough to let you in my car much less Bobby's head.
Dean: Great. Well, I'm just going to go blow my brains out now.
Dean: I get it. I get it. I'm my own worst nightmare, that it? Huh? Kinda like the Superman 3 junkyard scene, a little mano e mano with myself.
Dream Dean: You're as mindless and obedient as an attack dog.
Dream Dean: What are the things you want? What are the things you dream? I mean, your car? That's Dad's. Your favorite leather jacket? Dad's. Your music? Dad's. Do you even have an original thought? No, all there is is watch out for Sammy. Look after your little brother, boy. You can still hear your dad's voice in your head, can't you? Clear as a bell. Dean: Just shut up. Dream Dean: I mean, think about it. All he ever did was train you, boss you around, and Sam? Sam, he doted on. Sam, he loved. Dean: I mean it. I'm getting angry. Dream Dean: Dad knew you who you were, a good soldier and nothing else. Daddy's blunt little instrument. Your own father didn't care whether you lived or died. Why should you? Dean: My father was an obsessed bastard. All that crap he dumped on me about protecting Sam? That was his crap. He's the one who couldn't protect his family. He's the one who let Mom die. He's the one who wasn't there for Sam. I always was. It wasn't fair. I didn't deserve it, what he put on me, and I don't deserve to go to hell.
Dean: Pack your crap. Sam: Why? Where are we going? Dean: We're going to go hunt that bitch down.
Dean: Sam, I've been doing some thinking and, the thing is, I don't want to do. I don't want to go to hell. Sam: All right, yeah. We'll find a way to save you. Dean: Ok. Good.
Dream Dean (flashback): You can't escape me, Dean. You're going to die and this is what you'll become.
Dean and Sam find out some about Ruby's human life while facing off against a coven of witches.
Dean: I hate witches. They're always spewing their bodily fluids everywhere. It's creepy, you know. It's down right unsanitary.
Dean: Why's the rabbit always get screwed in the deal?
Dean: I mean, this doesn't exactly look like the tv room of a bright and stable person, you know.
Ruby: Put a leash on your brother, Sam, if you want to keep him.
Sam: Wait, so you're mad because I'm starting to agree with you? Dean: I'm not mad. I'm worried, Sam. I'm worried 'cause you're not acting like yourself. Sam: Yeah, you're right. I'm not. I don't have a choice. Dean: What's that supposed to mean? Sam: Look, Dean, you're leaving, right? And I got to stay here in this craphole of a world alone. So the way I see it, if I'm going to make it if I'm going to fight this war after you're gone then I gotta change. Dean: Change into what? Sam: Into you. I gotta be more like you.
Tammi Demon: Nice dick work, Magnum.
Tammi Demon: No, but I'm wearing her meat.
Ruby: That's what happens when you go to hell, Dean. That's what hell is, forgetting what you are.
Ruby: You need to help me get him ready for life without you, to fight this war on his own.
Dean and Sam figure out who is causing Christmas time killings while celebrating what they think is their last Christmas together.
Dean: So I was right? Is it the serial killing chimney sweep? Sam: Yep. Actually, it's Dick Van Dyke.
Dean: What could you possible say that sounds crazy to me? Sam: Um, evil Santa.
Dean: So this is your theory, huh? Santa's shady brother.
Dean: Santa doesn't have a brother. There is no Santa. Sam: Yeah, I know. You're the one who told me that in the first place, remember?
Dean: Hey, speaking of, we should have one this year. Sam: Have one what? Dean: A Christmas. Sam: Huh, no thanks. Dean: Ah, come on. We'll get a little tree, little Boston Market, just like when we were little. Sam: Dean, those weren't exactly Hallmark memories for me, you know. Dean: What are you talking about? We had some great Christmases. Sam: Whose childhood are you talking about? Dean: Aw, come on, Sam. Sam: No, just no.
Dean: This is where Mrs. Wreath lives, huh? Boy, can't you just feel the evil pagan vibe?
Sam: So I guess we're dealing with Mr. and Mrs. God. Nice to know.
Sam: Or what? You'll eat us?
Edward Carrigan: Let's see, fingernail, blood. Sweet Peter on a Popsicle stick, I forgot the tooth.
You'd have thought that when they didn't find her, they would have run the other direction quickly. Bella was very true to character in setting them up. I've lost the impetuous to continue to try to find good facets to her character. She's out for herself and all others be damned. I'm really starting to look forward to Dean finding and killing her.
The leg chains being attached between the guys was a masterful touch. Some how I think if they really wanted to run, they would have found a way.
Didn't you just know that the Deputy Director would be a demon? And, yea, Peter De Luise. How bad is it that I see him and immediately think 21 Jump Street? And half the Supernatural viewers will be like, what?
How much do y'all love that Sam has a exorcism ritual memorized?
Dean and his whole 'maybe they have a contract out on us cause we're so awesome.' He looked freakishly excited about that thought. Sam was just looking at him with a 'dude, you're nuts' look.
I almost lost it (as in hysterical laughter) when I heard this line and said Dean's response in tandem with him: Henrickson: I shot the sheriff. Dean: But you didn't shoot the deputy.
Dean, is really hung up on that whole virgin thing. Dude, it happens. Just because you are a bit of a man slut. (man slut, hehe) Ok I don't know any either but, hell, most of my friends are married with kids. And why is it always virgins that need to be sacrificed?
Very cool trap that they used to exorcise the demons. It beats my idea for blessing the water in the fire suppression system. How much of a geek am I for calling it a fire suppression system instead of a sprinkler system? My engineer father has finally rubbed off on me. Next thing you know, I'll have a parts computer, all sorts of extra cables and spend all my time chatting with friends online. Oh, holy crap, it's all true.
Who was holding Lilith's hand? It looked like a feminine fabric on the sleeve. Ok I went back and looked and it wasn't Bella.
Anyone else notice that Sam is getting a lot broader through the shoulders. It's kinda sexy. And now I feel like a perv.
How would this be for a plot twist? The person holding Lilith's hand was Bella and Lilith is the whole reason Bella stole the gun. Lilith is a many times great relative of Bella's and the little girl she is possessing is Bella's daughter. Bella doesn't want her daughter killed so she took the gun to protect her and got the guys arrested so they would end up exactly where Lilith wanted them. It probably isn't that but wouldn't it be cool?
Synopsis: In the guy's pursuit of Bella, they are set up by her and arrested by Henrickson. After being taken into custody, the small town jail where they're being held is attacked by demons. Henrickson realizes there is more out there than he has ever known and helps the guys thwart the demons. Ultimately, the guys survive but there is a new big bad out gunning for them.