Supernatural (TV Series)

Survival of the Fittest (2012)

Misha Collins: Castiel

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• Dean Winchester : Hey, there. So, Cas, what's, uh, what's the word?

  Castiel : Well, Dean, I've been thinking. Monkeys... are so clever, and their sensible in that they leave the skins on the bananas that they eat. Is it really necessary to test cosmetics on them? I mean, how important is lipstick to you, Dean?

  Dean Winchester : Not very.

• Castiel : Please, accept this sandwich as a gesture of solidarity.

• Crowley : Now, what do you have to say for yourself?

  Castiel : Well, I'm still honing my communication strategy. I-I haven't even been back to Heaven. I keep thinking there are no insects up there, but here we have trillions. You know, they're making honey and silk and... miracles, really.

  Crowley : What are you talking about?

  Castiel : Um, preferring insects to angels, I guess. Here.

  [Holds up baggie] 

  Castiel : I can offer a token, if you like. It's honey. I-I collected it myself.

  Crowley : You're off your rocker. He's off his rocker! Is that it? Heh, karma's a bitch isn't it?

  Dean Winchester : Look, did you come here to donkey punch your old grudges, or to help us get Dick? Pick a battle!

  Crowley : Well, I'm vexed. I'd *like* to do both! But where's the fun in clobbering a ball of wet fur? Text me when Sparkles here retrieves his marbles, I suppose.

• Castiel : So, none of this should cause you no any ill effect. I went to a little farm in Normandy for the wheat and the lettuce and the tomato and - and I thoroughly examined and comforted the pig before I... slaughtered it for the ham. Here. You need your strength.

  Dean Winchester : Thanks, Cas.

• Dean Winchester : Hey Shifty, what's your problem?

  Castiel : Do we need a cat? Doesn't this place feel one species short?

  Dean Winchester : You got anything to say on the topic of Dicks?

• Dean Winchester : Last I remember, we ganked Dick.

  Castiel : And where would *he* go in death?

  Dean Winchester : Wait. Are you telling me...?

  Castiel : Every soul here is a monster. This is where they come to prey upon each other for all eternity.

  Dean Winchester : We're in purgatory? How do we get out?

  Castiel : I'm afraid we're much more likely to be ripped to shreds.

  Dean Winchester : Cas, I think we better go...

  [Castiel vanishes] 

  Dean Winchester : Cas?

• Castiel : You know, Leviathan can kill angels. There's a reason my Father locked them in purgatory. They're the... piranha that would eat the whole aquarium.

• Crowley : Castiel. When last we spoke, you, well, enslaved me. I'm confused. Why aren't you dead?

  Castiel : I... don't know.

  Crowley : Well, you want to be? 'Cause I can help with that.

  Dean Winchester : All right, enough.

  Crowley : It's enough when I say. I came here to help you. I've found out you've been lying to me, harboring an angel, and not just *any* angel - the one angel I most want to crush between my teeth.

  Meg : Oh, so you can crush angels now, huh?

  Crowley : You bore me. You know that? You have no sense of poetry.

• Castiel : I'm not good luck, Dean.

  Dean Winchester : Yeah, but you know what? Bottom of the ninth and you're the only guy left on the bench... Sorry, but I'd rather have you. Cursed or not

• Dean Winchester : Where's Kevin?

  Castiel : I could steal them from their cages, the monkeys. But where would I put them all?

  Dean Winchester : Hey! Focus.

• Castiel : If we attack Dick and fail, then you and Sam die heroically, correct?

  Dean Winchester : I don't know. I guess.

  Castiel : And at best, I die trying to fix my own stupid mistake. Or... I don't die - I'm brought back again. I see now. It's a punishment resurrection. It's worse every time.