Hello, Cruel World

Episode aired Sep 30, 2011
TV-14
43m

IMDb RATING

8.3/10

4.8K

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Jensen Ackles and Jim Beaver in Supernatural (2005)

Drama Fantasy Horror Mystery Thriller

The leviathans destroy Castiel's body and break loose. Now Sam, Dean, and Bobby have to track them all down. Meanwhile, Sam is beginning to struggle with what is real and what is a hallucina... Read allThe leviathans destroy Castiel's body and break loose. Now Sam, Dean, and Bobby have to track them all down. Meanwhile, Sam is beginning to struggle with what is real and what is a hallucination.The leviathans destroy Castiel's body and break loose. Now Sam, Dean, and Bobby have to track them all down. Meanwhile, Sam is beginning to struggle with what is real and what is a hallucination.

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IMDb RATING

8.3/10

4.8K

YOUR RATING

See production info at IMDbPro

Horror

Jack Nicholson, Faye Dunaway, and Kelvin Harrison Jr. in Chinatown (1974)

Mystery

Thriller

Storyline

Did you know

Trivia
During the scene when Cas starts seeping with leviathan blood actor Misha Collins was violently ill and had to throw up between takes.

Goofs
At the end of the episode, Dean is holding Cass' raincoat down at his side in his right hand, heading toward the gate to follow Bobby. When he gets through the gate, the raincoat is in his left hand, held up near his midsection.

Quotes
Lucifer: [Impersonating Dean. The real Dean has just walked into the warehouse where Lucifer is tormenting Sam] Oh, look, another me.
Dean Winchester: Sam, what are you doing?
[Sam points his gun at the real Dean]
Dean Winchester: Whoa. Whoa!
Sam Winchester: I thought I was with *you*, Dean.
Dean Winchester: Okay. Well, here I am.
Sam Winchester: No. No, I don't- I-
[looks at Lucifer leaning against the wall]
Sam Winchester: I can't know that for sure. You understand me?
Dean Winchester: Okay, then, we're gonna hafta start small.
Sam Winchester: I don't remember driving here.
Lucifer: [to Sam] That's because I drove. You thought.
[shrugs, then to Dean whispering conspiratorially]
Lucifer: Sam is very suggestible.
[Sam fires his gun at Lucifer]
Dean Winchester: Whoa! Whoa! Sam! This discussion does not require a weapon's discharge. Look at me. C'mon. You wanna know what's real? Look, man, I've been to Hell. Okay? I know a thing or two about torture. Enough to know that if feels *different*. Than the pain of this regular... stupid... crappy... *this*!
Sam Winchester: [desperate] No, no, how can know that for sure?
Dean Winchester: Lemme see your hand.
[Sam looks down at his gun hand]
Dean Winchester: No, no. The gimp hand, lemme see it.
Lucifer: [now behind Sam] Well, smell you, Florence Nightingale.
[Sam looks over his shoulder at Lucifer. Dean follows his gaze, then desperately grabs Sam's injured left hand]
Dean Winchester: *Hey!*
[Sam looks at his hand, then at Dean. Sam is starting to calm down]
Dean Winchester: This is real. Not a year ago. Not in Hell. *Now.* I was with you when you cut it. I sewed it up. Look!
[Dean presses the wound on Sam's hand until it bleeds, and grabs the gun in his right. Sam winces]
Lucifer: [now next to Dean, starts to flicker in and out] We've had a lot more with pain.
Dean Winchester: [applying more pressure to Sam's wound] This is *different.* Right? Than the *crap* that's tearin' at your walnut? *I'm* different! Right?
Sam Winchester: [pulls his left hand from Dean and holds it. Dean takes the gun from Sam's right hand] Yeah, I think so.
Lucifer: You sure about that, bunk buddy?
Dean Winchester: Sam.
Lucifer: [flickering in and out again as Sam presses the wound on his hand] Doesn't mean anything.
[Sam looks at Lucifer]
Dean Winchester: Hey.
[pulling Sam's attention back to him]
Dean Winchester: I am your flesh and blood brother. Okay? I am the only who can legitimately kick your ass in real time. You got away. We got you out, Sammy.
Lucifer: Sammy. Sammy, I'm the only one who can-
[flashes in and out again as Sam mercilessly presses his wounded hand]
Dean Winchester: Believe in *that!*
[Lucifer flashes out]
Dean Winchester: Believe *me*, okay? You gotta believe me. You gotta make it stone number one, and *build* on it. You understand?
Sam Winchester: Yeah.
[sighing deeply. More Calm down]
Sam Winchester: Yeah, okay.