Supernatural (TV Series)

The Man Who Would Be King (2011)

Misha Collins: Castiel

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• Castiel : Don't worry about the Winchesters.

  Crowley : Don't worry about... what, like Lucifer didn't worry? Or Michael, or Lilith, or Alistair, or Azazel didn't worry? Am I the only game piece on the board who doesn't underestimate those denim-wrapped nightmares?

• Castiel : You know, I've been here for a very long time. And I remember many things. I remember being at a shoreline. Watching a little gray fish heave itself up on the beach, and an older brother saying, "Don't step on that fish, Castiel. Big plans for that fish." I remember the Tower of Babel, all 37 feet of it, which I suppose was impressive at the time. And when it fell, they howled divine wrath. But come on, dried dung can only be stacked so high. I remember Cain and Abel. David and Goliath, Sodom and Gomorrah. And of course, I remember the most remarkable event - remarkable because it never came to pass. It was averted by two boys, an old drunk, and a fallen angel. The grand story. And we ripped up the ending, and the rules, and destiny, leaving nothing but freedom and choice. Which is all well and good, except... well, what if I've made the wrong choice? How am I supposed to know? But I'm getting ahead of myself. Let me tell you my story. Let me tell you everything.

• Rachel : What does God want?

  Castiel : God wants you to have freedom.

  Rachel : What does he want us to do with it?

  Castiel : [narrating]  If I knew then what I know now, I might have said, "It's simple. Freedom is a length of rope. God wants you to hang yourself with it."

• Castiel : [narrating]  After supposedly saving Sam, I finally returned to Heaven. Of course, there isn't one Heaven. Each soul generates its own Paradise. I favor the eternal Tuesday afternoon of an autistic man who died in a bathtub in 1953.

• Castiel : [narrating]  Those first weeks back in Heaven were surprisingly difficult. Explaining freedom to angels is a bit like teaching poetry to fish.

• Crowley : What are you planning to do about Raphael?

  Castiel : What can I do, besides submit or die?

  Crowley : "Submit or die"? What are you, French?

• Crowley : [torturing a vampire]  Chocula here feels every tickle.

  Castiel : What is that good for?

  Crowley : Apart from the obvious erotic value, you got me.

• Raphael : You'll kneel before me and pledge allegiance to the flag, all right?

  Castiel : And what flag is that?

  Raphael : Me, Castiel. Allegiance to me.

  Castiel : Are you joking?

  Raphael : Do I look like I'm joking?

  Castiel : ...You never look like you're joking.

• Castiel : [narrating]  So, that's everything. I believe is it what you would call a... tragedy from the human perspective. But maybe the human perspective is, limited, I don't know. That's why, I'm asking you father; one last time. Am I doing the right thing? Am I on the right path? You have to tell me; you have to give me... a sign. Give me. A sign. Because if you don't I'm going to cho- I'm going to do whatever I... whatever I must.

• Dean Winchester : Why are you here?

  Castiel : I want you to understand.

  Dean Winchester : Oh, believe me I get it. Blah blah, Raphael, right?

  Castiel : I'm doing this for you, Dean. I'm doing this because of you.

  Dean Winchester : Because of me. Yeah, you gotta be kidding me.

  Castiel : You're the one who taught me that freedom, and free will...

  Dean Winchester : [interrupting Cas]  You're a freaking child, you know that? Just because you can do what you want, doesn't mean you get to do whatever you want!

• Castiel : Raphael will kill us all. He'll turn the world into a graveyard. I had no choice.

  Dean Winchester : No, you had a choice. You just made the wrong one.

• Dean Winchester : It's not too late. Dammit Cas we can fix this.

  Castiel : Dean, it's not broken.

• Crowley : You're distracted, and that makes me nervous.

  Castiel : I am holding up my end.

  Crowley : Ah yes, but is that all you're holding, huh? See, the stench of that Impala's all over your overcoat, angel.

• Castiel : Whose heaven is this?

  Raphael : Ken Lay's. I'm borrowing it.

  Castiel : I still question his admittance here.

• Castiel : What are you doing here?

  Crowley : I want to help you help me help ourselves.

• Castiel : I remember the the Tower of Babel - all 37 feet of it, which I suppose was impressive at the time. And when it fell they howled, "Divine Wrath!" But come on, dried dung can only be stacked so high.

• Crowley : It's the souls. It all comes down to the souls in the end, doesn't it?

  Castiel : What are you talking about?

  Crowley : Raphael's head on a pike. I'm talking about happy endings for all of us. With all possible entendres intended.

• Castiel : This is hell?

  Crowley : Yeah. Problem with the old place was most of the inmates were masochists already. A lot of, "Thank you, sir. Can I have another hot spike up the jacksie?"

• Castiel : The apocalypse doesn't have to be fought.

  Raphael : Of course it does. It's God's will.

  Castiel : How can you say that?

  Raphael : Because it's what I want.

• Castiel : If you touch the Winchesters...

  Crowley : Please. I heard you the first time. I promise -- nary a hair on their artfully tousled heads.

• Crowley : We'll need expert help.

  Castiel : From whom?

  Crowley : From experts, of course.

• Castiel : I have no interest in talking with you.

  Crowley : Why not? I'm very interesting.

• Crowley : There's a lot of angels swooning over you. God's favorite. Buddy boy, you've got what they call sex appeal.

  Castiel : Thank you.