勝ち目というか、望み全然ないが、これも“Impossible odds. Feels like home. Let's roll.”なのかしら。ディーン、負けんなよー！
Castiel: Jack. If you can't sleep, that's understandable, given recent events.
Jack: You mean dying and coming back to life.
Castiel: Yeah, we've all been through it. It's something of a rite of passage around here.
Jack: Cas. The deal you made ...why can't Sam and Dean know?
Castiel: They can. I.. I just don't I don't want them to. They don't need that burden. You don't need that burden.
Jack: Of course I do. You did that for me.
Castiel: You know, the Empty said that it wouldn't come for me until I had finally given myself permission to be happy, but with everything we have going on, with...with Michael still out there, I don't see that happening anytime soon. This life may be a lot of things, but it's rarely happy.
Castiel: You seem good lately. Happy, even. You..We have a broken tape deck, we drove this whole way without music, and you did not complain once.
Dean: You know, I guess I'm just fired up. I mean, look. We got...We got Jack back. When was the last time we had a big, no-strings-attached win like that?
Castiel: But now we have Michael.
Dean: I know.
Castiel: And, Dean we're taking a big risk going after the spear like this.
Dean: I know we are. Listen to me. Michael conned me. Kept me trapped and drowning inside my own body. Now, when you and Sam were possessed by Lucifer, I... I thought I understood, but I didn't, not really. So, yeah, if we get a chance to trap him, I'll take that, but I won't be truly happy until he is dead and I kill him. And now I have a chance to do that, so, yeah, I'm good. Let's go.