Ruby: You know, phones work too.
Ruby: Hey, Sam. How's tricks?
Sam: How do you get around so fast?
Ruby: I got the Super Bowl jet pack. So. You called?
Sam: Did you know?
Ruby: Uhm- gonna need a tiny bit more.
Sam: About Dean's deal. That Lilith holds the contract.
Ruby: Yes, I did.
Sam: And.. what? You didn't think that was important?
Ruby: You weren't ready.
Sam: For what?
Ruby: If I told you, you two yahoos would have just charged after her half-cocked and Lilith would have peeled the meat from your pretty, pretty faces.
Sam: Well, we're ready now. I want your knife.
Ruby: You're right about one thing. You are ready. And now's the time, too. Lilith's guard's down.
Sam: Is that so?
Ruby: She's on shore-leave. A little R&R.
Sam: What the hell's that mean?
Ruby: Trust me, you don't wanna know. You didn't loose those hexbags I gave you?
Sam: We've got 'em.
Ruby: Good. Then she won't sense that you're coming.
Sam: So you'll give us the knife?
Ruby: No.
Sam: But you just said-
Ruby: You wanna charge in with one little pigsticker? It's a waist of a true-blue window. Like getting Hitler with that exploding briefcase. Forget it.
Sam: Ok, then how?
Ruby: I know how to save your brother, Sam.
Sam: No, you don't! You told Dean you couldn't! You've been lying to me all along, so just give me your damn knife!
Ruby: You're not the one I've been lying to.
Sam: Oh, so you can save him?
Ruby: No. But you can.
Sam: What?
Ruby: Sam, you've got some God-given talent. Well, not "God"-given but you get the jist.
Sam: All that psychic crap? That's gone ever since Yellow-eyes died.
Ruby: Not gone, dormant. And not just visions either. Why do you think Lilith is so scared of you?
Sam: Right .. she's scared of me.
Ruby: If you wanted, you could wipe her off the map without moving a muscle.
Sam: I don't believe you.
Ruby: It's the truth.
Sam: And you decided to tell me this just now?
Ruby: Uhm.. Demon. Manipulative's kinda in the job description. Fact is, is that you would have never concidered it. Not until you were-
Sam: Desperate enough?
Ruby: You don't like being different. You hate the way Dean looks at you sometimes. Like you're some kind of sideshow freak. But suck it up because we've got a lot of ground to cover, and we've gotta do it fast. But we can do it.
Sam: Look. Call me a bitch, hate me all you want, but I have never lied to you Sam. Not ever. And I'm telling you. You... can save your brother, and I can show you how.
Dean: So that's you, huh? Our slutty little Yoda.
Ruby: Dean.
Ruby Charming as ever.
Dean: Aw, I knew you'd show up. Because I knew Sam wouldn't listen.
Dean: But you're not gonna teach him anything, you understand me? Over my dead body.
Ruby Oh. Well, you're right about that.
Dean: What you are gonna do is give me that knife. And then you can just go crawl back into whatever slop you came from and never bother me or my brother again. Are we clear?
Ruby: Your brother is carrying a bomb inside of him and we'd be stupid not to use it.
Sam: Dean, look, just hold on for one-
Dean: Sam! Don't. Come on man, what, are you blind? Can't you see that this is a trick?
Ruby: That's not true.
Dean: She wants you to give into this whole demonic psychic whatever, okay. I mean hell, she probably wants you to become her little anti-christ Super Star.
Ruby: I want Lilith dead. That's all.
Dean Why?
Ruby: I've told you why!
Dean: Oh, right, yeah. Because you were human once and you liked kittens and long walks on the beach.
Ruby: You know, I am so sick of proving myself to you. You wanna save yourself, this is how. You dumb, spineless dick.
Sam: Ruby.
Ruby: The hell are you grinning at?
Dean Missing something?
Ruby: I'll kill you, you son of a bitch.
Dean: Like I said.. I knew you'd come.
Ruby: Wait! You're just gonna leave me here?
Dean: Let's go, Sam.
Ruby: Oh, oh you- so you're just too stupid to live, is that it? Then fine! You deserve hell! I wish I could be there, Dean. I wish I could smell the flesh sizzle off your bones! I WISH I COULD BE THERE TO HEAR YOU SCREAM!
Dean: And I wish you'd shut your piehole, but we don't always get what we want.
Ruby: I'd like my knife back, please. Or your neck snaps like a chickenbone.
Sam: He doesn't have it. Take it easy.
Dean: How the hell did you get out?
Ruby: What you don't know about me could fill a book.
Dean: Whoa.
Ruby: What?
Dean: Nothing. I just- I couldn't see you before, but you're one ugly broad.
Ruby:Sam, give me the knife before you hurt yourself.
Sam: You'll get it when this is over.
Ruby: It's already over. I gave you a way to save Dean, you shot me down. Now it's too late. He's dead. And I'm not gonna let you die too.
Sam: Try and stop me, and I'll kill you. Bitch.
Ruby: Hit me with you best shot, baby.
Dean: Guys, guys! Hey. Have your little catfight later.
Dean: You think Lilith knows we're here?
Ruby: Probably.
Dean: Alright, no matter what you hear. You, your husband and your daughter stay in the basement.
Ruby: Well, I hate to be a "told you so".
Sam: Alright Ruby, where is she?
Ruby: I don't know.
Sam: Could she get past the sprinklers?
Ruby: Her paygrade, she ain't sweating the holy water.
Sam: Ok, you win. What do I have to do?
Ruby: What do you mean?
Sam: To save Dean.
Sam: What do you need me to do?
Dean: What the hell do you think you're doing?
Sam: Just shut up for a second. Ruby!
Ruby: You had your chance. You can't just flip a switch. We needed time.
Sam: Well, there's gotta be something. There's gotta be some way, whatever it is, I'll do it.
Dean: Don't, Dean! I'm not gonna let you go to hell, Dean!
Dean: Yes, you are! Yes, you are.
Dean: I'm sorry. I mean this is all my fault, I know that. But what you're doing, it's not gonna save me. It's only gonna kill you.
Sam: Then, what am I supposed to do?
Dean: Keep fighting. Take care of my wheels. Sam, rememver what Dad taught you, ok? And remember what I taught you.
Ruby: I'm sorry, Dean. I wouldn't wish this upon my worst enemy.
Dean: Hellhound.
Sam: Where?
Dean: There.
Ruby: Give me the knife, maybe I can fight it off.
Sam: What?
Ruby: Come on! That dust won't last forever.
Dean: Wait!
Ruby: You wanna die?
Dean: Sam, that's not Ruby. It's not Ruby!
Dean: How long have you been in her?
Ruby: Not long. But I like it. It's all grown up and pretty.
Sam: And where's Ruby?
Ruby: She was a very bad girl, so I sent her far, far away.
Dean: You know, I should have seen it before- but you all look alike to me.
Ruby: Hello, Sam. I've wanted to meet you for a very long time.
Ruby: Your lips are soft.
Sam: Right, so you have me. Let my brother go.
Ruby: Silly goose. You wanna bargain, you have to have something that I want. You don't.
Dean: So, is this your big plan, huh? Drag me to hell. Kill Sam. And then what? Become queen bitch?
Ruby: I don't have to answer to puppy chow.
Ruby: Sick 'em, boy.
Sam: No! Stop it. STOP IT. No.
Ruby: Yes.
Ruby: Back.
Ruby: I said, back.
Sam: I don't think so.
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