Supernatural (TV Series)

Abandon All Hope (2009)

Samantha Ferris: Ellen Harvelle

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Quotes 

• [Ellen is staying behind with Jo] 

  Jo Harvelle : Mom, no.

  Ellen Harvelle : Somebody's gotta let 'em in. Like you said, you're not movin'. You got me, Jo. And you're right. This is important. But I will not leave you here alone.

  Sam Winchester : Dean...

  Ellen Harvelle : Get goin' now boys.

  Dean Winchester : Ellen...

  Ellen Harvelle : I said go. And Dean? Kick it in the ass. Don't miss.

  [they go; Ellen takes the chain off the door, breaks the salt line, preps the bomb] 

  Ellen Harvelle : [to Jo]  I will always love you, baby. Honey?

  [Jo is dead; Ellen sobs] 

  Ellen Harvelle : It's okay, it's okay. That's my good girl.

  [the hellhounds approach, Ellen feels the breath of one on her face] 

  Ellen Harvelle : You can go straight back to hell you ugly bitch!

  [she presses the button, the building explodes] 

• Bobby Singer : Everybody, get in here. It's time for the line-up. Usual suspects, in the corner.

  Ellen Harvelle : Oh come on, Bobby, nobody wants their picture taken.

  Sam Winchester : Hear hear.

  Bobby Singer : Shut up, you're drinkin' my beer. Anyway, I'm gonna need somethin' to remember your sorry asses by.

  Ellen Harvelle : Ha, always good to have an optimist around.

  Castiel : Bobby's right.

  [Dean looks at him] 

  Castiel : Tomorrow we hunt the Devil. This is our last night on Earth.

  [the picture snaps] 

• Dean Winchester : So now we know where the Devil's gonna be, we know when, and we have the Colt.

  Sam Winchester : Yeah. We just have to get past, eight or so Hellhounds and get to the farm by midnight.

  Dean Winchester : And that's after we get Jo and Ellen the hell outta town.

  Sam Winchester : Won't be easy.

  Dean Winchester : Stretcher?

  Sam Winchester : I'll see what we got.

  Jo Harvelle : Stop. Guys, stop. Can we uh, be realistic about this please? I can't move my legs. I can't be moved. My guts are bein' held in by an Ace bandage. We gotta... we gotta get our priorities straight here. Number one, I'm not going anywhere.

  Ellen Harvelle : Joanna Beth, you stop talkin' like that.

  Jo Harvelle : Mom. I can't fight. I can't walk. But I could do something. We've got propane, wiring, rock salt, iron nails, everything we need.

  Sam Winchester : Everything we need?

  Jo Harvelle : To build a bomb, Sam.

  Dean Winchester : No. Jo, no.

  Jo Harvelle : You got another plan? You got *any* other plan? Those are Hellhounds out there Dean. They've got all of our scents. Those bitches will *never* stop coming after you. We let the dogs in, make a break for the building next over, and I can wait here with my finger on the button. Rip those mutts a new one. Or at least get you a few minutes head start anyway.

  Ellen Harvelle : No, I, I won't let you!

  Jo Harvelle : This is why we're here, right? If I could get us a shot on the Devil... Dean we have to take it.

  Ellen Harvelle : No! That's not...

  Jo Harvelle : Mom. This might literally be your last chance to treat me like an adult? You might want to take it?

  Ellen Harvelle : [crying]  Well you heard her. Get to work.

• Bobby Singer : Before he went missing, did Cas say how many reapers?

  Dean Winchester : I don't, I don't know, he said a lot of things I guess, I mean does the number matter?

  Bobby Singer : Devil's in the details, Dean.

  [Ellen nudges Dean, he holds out the radio for her] 

  Ellen Harvelle : Bobby it's Ellen. The way he was looking, the number of places Castiel's eyes went, I'd say we're talkin' over a dozen reapers, probably more.

  Bobby Singer : I do not like the sound of that.

  Dean Winchester : Nobody likes the sound of that, Bobby, but... what, what does that sound *like*?

  Bobby Singer : It sounds like Death, son. I think Satan's in town to work a ritual. I think he's planning to unleash Death.

  Dean Winchester : You mean like as in, this dude and taxes are the only sure thing?

  Bobby Singer : As in *Death*, the Horseman, the Pale Rider in the flesh.

  Dean Winchester : Unleash, I mean, hasn't Death been trompin' all over the place, I mean hell I've died several times myself!

  Bobby Singer : Not this guy, this is, this is the Angel of Death! Big Daddy Reaper. They keep this guy chained in a box six hundred feet under. Last time they hauled him up, Noah was buildin' a boat. That's why the place is crawlin' with reapers. They're waitin' on the big boss to show.