Supernatural (TV Series)

Two Minutes to Midnight (2010)

Julian Richings: Death

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• Dean Winchester : I gotta ask, how old are you?

  Death : As old as God. Maybe older. Neither of us can remember anymore. Life, death, chicken, egg - regardless, at the end, I'll reap Him too.

  Dean Winchester : God? You'll reap God?

  Death : Oh, yes. God will die too, Dean.

  Dean Winchester : ...This is way above my pay grade.

  Death : Just a bit.

• Death : Sit down. It took you long enough to find me. I've been wanting to talk to you.

  Dean Winchester : [fearful, cautious]  I gotta say... mixed feelings about that. So, is this the part where...

  [clears his throat] 

  Dean Winchester : Where you kill me?

  [He tries to smile bravely. Death gives Dean a long look, and Dean's smile slowly disappears] 

  Death : [very measured and calm]  You have an inflated sense of your importance. To a thing like me, a thing like you, well... Think how you'd feel if a bacterium sat at your table and started to get snarky. This is one little planet in one tiny solar system in a galaxy that's barely out of its diapers. I'm old, Dean. Very old. So, I invite you to contemplate how insignificant I find you.

• Death : [Serves Dean a slice of pizza]  Eat.

  [Very slowly, afraid it might be poisoned... or worse, Dean takes a bite] 

  Death : Good. Isn't it?

  [Dean looks at him, then down as his eyebrows briefly go up in surprise because, yes, it is good] 

• Dean Winchester : So, why am I still breathing? Sitting here with you... what do you want?

  Death : [He shows the first spark of emotion]  The leash around my neck, off! Lucifer has me bound to him. Some unseemly little spell. He has me where he wants, when he wants. That's why I couldn't go to you. I had to wait for you to catch up. He's made me his weapon. Hurricanes. Floods. Raising the dead. I'm more powerful than you can process, and I'm enslaved to a bratty child having a tantrum.

  Dean Winchester : And you think... *I* can unbind you?

  Death : There's your ridiculous bravado again. Of course, you can't. But, you can help take the bullets out of Lucifer's gun.

  [Holds up his hand with his ring] 

  Death : I understand you want this.

  Dean Winchester : Yeah.

  Death : I'm inclined to give it to you.

  Dean Winchester : To give it to me.

  Death : That's what I said.

  Dean Winchester : What about... Chicago?

  Death : [pauses as lightning strikes outside]  I suppose it can stay. I like the pizza.

  [He takes off the ring] 

  Death : There are conditions.

  Dean Winchester : Okay. Like?

  Death : You have to do whatever it takes to put Lucifer in his cell.

  Dean Winchester : Of course.

  Death : *Whatever* it takes.

  Dean Winchester : That's the plan.

  Death : No. No plan. Not yet. Your brother? He's the one that can stop Lucifer. The *only* one.

  Dean Winchester : What, you think...

  Death : I know. So I need a promise. You're going to let your brother jump right into that fiery pit.

  [He extends the ring to Dean as Dean's face hardens] 

  Death : Well, do I have your word?

  Dean Winchester : [pauses, looking at the ring]  Okay, yeah. Yes.

  [He holds out his hand] 

  Death : [Forcefully]  That better be yes, Dean. You know you can't cheat Death.

  [He drops the ring into Dean's hand]