Supernatural (TV Series)

Sympathy for the Devil (2009)

Kurt Fuller: Zachariah

Quotes 

• Zachariah : What, you thought you could actually kill Lucifer? You simpering wad of insecurity and self-loathing? No. You're just a human, Dean. And not much one of them.

  Dean Winchester : What do you mean, I'm the sword?

  Zachariah : Michael's weapon. Or, rather, his... receptacle.

  Dean Winchester : I'm a vessel?

  Zachariah : You're "the" vessel. Michael's vessel.

  Dean Winchester : How? Why? Why me?

  Zachariah : Because you're chosen! It's a great honor, Dean.

  Dean Winchester : Oh, yeah. Yeah, life as an Angel condom. That's real fun!

• Dean Winchester : [angrily]  You listen to me, you two-faced douche. After what you did, I don't want jack-squat from you!

  Zachariah : You listen to *me*, boy. You think you can rebel against us? As Lucifer did?

  [looks down, sees blood dripping from Dean's hand] 

  Zachariah : You're bleeding...

  Dean Winchester : [looks down]  Oh yeah. A little insurance policy in case you dicks showed up.

  [whips the sliding door out, revealing the angel-banishing sigil] 

  Zachariah : [lurching forward]  No...!

  [Dean slams his palm onto the sigil; the angels vanish in a flash of light] 

  Dean Winchester : [to the empty air]  Learned that from my friend Cas, you sonofabitch.

• [Zachariah has been threatening and tormenting Dean; Castiel appears and kills the other angels with a silver stiletto] 

  Zachariah : How are you...?

  Castiel : Alive? It's a good question.

  [indicating Dean and Sam] 

  Castiel : How did these two end up on that airplane? Another good question, because the angels didn't do it. I think we both know the answer, don't we?

  Zachariah : No... It's not possible.

  Castiel : [fiercely]  It scares you. Well, it should. Now, put these boys back together, and go. I won't ask twice.

  [Zachariah disappears; the brothers recover] 

  Castiel : You two need to be more careful.

  Dean Winchester : Yeah, starting to get that. Your frat brothers are bigger dicks than I thought.

  Castiel : I don't mean the angels. Lucifer is circling his vessel, and once he takes it those hex bags won't be enough to protect you.

  [he touches their chests, the brothers flinch and groan] 

  Dean Winchester : What the hell was that?

  Castiel : An Enochian sigil. It'll hide you from every angel in creation. Including Lucifer.

  Dean Winchester : What, did you just brand us with it?

  Castiel : No, I carved it into your ribs.

  [pause while they take this in] 

  Sam Winchester : Hey Cas, were you really dead?

  [a beat] 

  Castiel : Yes.

  Dean Winchester : Then how are you back?

  [Castiel looks at them for a moment, not answering, then vanishes with a sound of wingbeats] 

• Zachariah : I am completely and utterly through screwing around. The war has begun. We don't have our general. That's bad. Now, Michael is going to take his vessel and lead the final charge against the Adversary. You understand me?

  Dean Winchester : How many humans die in the crossfire, huh? A million? Five, ten?

  Zachariah : Probably more. If Lucifer goes unchecked, you know how many die? All of them. He'll roast the planet alive.

  Dean Winchester : There's a reason you're telling me this instead of just nabbing me. You need my consent. Michael needs my say-so to ride around in my skin.

  Zachariah : Unfortunately, yes.

  Dean Winchester : Well, there's got to be another way.

  Zachariah : There is no other way. There must be a battle. Michael must defeat the Serpent. It is written.

  Dean Winchester : Yeah, maybe. But, on the other hand... eat me. The answer's no!

• Zachariah : I see you told the demons where the sword is.

  Dean Winchester : Oh good, the angels are here.

  Zachariah : And to think, they could've grabbed it any time they wanted. Right in front of them.

  Sam Winchester : What do you mean?

  Zachariah : We may have planted that particular piece of prophecy right inside Chuck's skull, but it happened to be true. We did lose Michael's sword; we truly couldn't find it. Until now. You just hand-delivered it to us.

  Dean Winchester : We don't have anything.

  Zachariah : It's you, chucklehead.