Supernatural (TV Series)
The Executioner's Song (2015)
Ruth Connell: Rowena MacLeod
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Quotes
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Rowena MacLeod : Whiners beget whiners. You can't reward behavior like that; why I never gave in when you asked for sweeties as a child, no matter how much you cried.
[Crowley glares at her]
Rowena MacLeod : Well, you were a very... chunky child, darling. Bit of a bloater.
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Crowley : Mother, you have an opinion you'd like to share with the room?
Rowena MacLeod : Oh, no. Private thought, nothing to do with you or the affairs of the court.
[sighs dramatically]
Rowena MacLeod : It's just not what I would do.
Crowley : Oh, enlighten us all. What would you do?
Rowena MacLeod : This demon asks you to equalize credit for his and another's work, "split the baby", if you will. Well...
[laughs]
Rowena MacLeod : Then I would well and truly *split* the *baby*.
[Looks at said demon]
Rowena MacLeod : I'd cut this puling, pathetic, greed-grubbing git in two, literally, then I'd nail his bloody halves to the doors of the court - a reminder to all not to waste the king's time.
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Rowena MacLeod : [to Crowley] You don't know this, but after I left you, after I was forced to leave you, I heard of your death; your mortal death.
[Sniffles]
Rowena MacLeod : I thought you were gone to me forever. Then, hundreds of years later and thousands of miles away, I find you, the *King of Hell*. And not by luck or accident. You made that happen all by yourself. You're not a mother. You can't know what that pride felt like, how huge it was. But can you try to imagine, for me?
[pause]
Rowena MacLeod : Now do you understand why it breaks my heart to see what a colossal numb nut you've become? You've got the crown, but you're no ruler, not really! A sad, bored, wee boy on the throne who'll flop ass-up the second those Winchesters -- hunters who'd as soon see you dead as have you to tea -- ask you to.
[Scoffs]
Rowena MacLeod : You're no king, not anymore. You're their bitch.
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Rowena MacLeod : You think I had an ulterior motive, that I've been manipulating you?
Crowley : You couldn't be more transparent.
Rowena MacLeod : [laughs] Well, duh! Of course I was manipulating you! I am *your* mother, after all. Manipulation's who we are.