The images from last night’s Supernatural after the jump:
On April 21, 1967, the 100 millionth car rolled off the GM line to much fanfare, Chuck tells us. He’s narrating as he types.
Three days later, another car rolled off the same line and no one cared. But, as Chuck says, “they should’ve.”
That car, of course, was the Winchesters’ Impala. It was first owned by a man named Sal Moriarty and upon his death, was resold to a young John Winchester. “I guess that’s where this story begins,” Chuck says, “and here’s where it ends.”
The Winchester boys, in present day, discuss the end of the world. Dean tells Sam that he’s not “let”ting Sam do anything, because Sam’s a grown ass man who can make his own decisions. But if the vessel plan is what Sam wants, then Dean will “back [his] play.”
I’m not really sure what all this plan entails, but near as I can figure: Sam’s going to drink a lot of demon blood and roid out. Then he’s going to go to Detroit, where Lucifer already said shit was gonna go down and then Sam’s gonna let Lucifer wear him as a suit. And then…profit? Honestly, this plan seems doomed from the start, as Bobby later acknowledges. I mean, the greatest trick the devil ever pulled was…tricks! You can’t trust him! That’s kind of his thing. Anyway, he’s ril shocked to see the Winchesters, as you can see.
Then we’re back to Chuck, who tells us what’s really special about the Impala. See, it’s the Army man little Sam wedged into the ashtray. And it’s the Legos little Dean dropped into the vent. “Even when Dean rebuilt her from the ground up, he made sure all these little things stayed. ‘Cause it’s the blemishes that make her beautiful.”
You know who the blemishes do not make beautiful? Lucifer. And so we’re back with him and even though he knows about the plan to use the Horsemen’s rings to put him back in the cage (thus blowing the original plan), Sam says they have no other choice. So for mankind, Sam lets him take that one giant leap.
Sam is quickly overpowered as Lucifer takes him over and then he disappears, as Dean realizes he’s failed his little brother and perhaps in an irrevocable way.
As Dean goes back outside and tries to rile up Castiel and Bobby for the fight, the latter two seem to think the war is already over. Meanwhile, Lucifer is singing a rousing chorus of “Why Can’t We Be Friends?” to Sam, who isn’t having it.
As Lucifer slaughters a handful of demons whom Sam encountered over his life, Dean is still trying to rally the troops to no avail. Televisions in the background report global freak occurrences of earthquakes. Armageddon has begun. How do we stop it, Cas? Cas says sadly that we can’t. Michael and Lucifer are due to fight on the chosen field.
Chuck comes back to continue the story of the Impala, how although Sam and Dean really haven’t had four walls and a roof to call their own, they were never homeless. How they could and would drive anywhere (in these continental United States) to do anything, whether it was an Ozzy show or a Jayhawks game. How sometimes they’d just park her in the middle of nowhere and watch the stars for hours, not speaking.
Hey, speaking of Chuck, you know who might know where the chosen field is? It’s funny how he just knows things. It’s almost like he’s omniscient. As a matter of fact, he does know. The chosen field is a graveyard back home in Lawrence, KS.
Bobby and Castiel try to talk Dean out of going to Lawrence, with Castiel telling Dean that the only thing he’s going to see is Sam die. Well, Dean concludes, if that’s so, then he’s not going to let Sam die alone. And if it’s a lie, then we fight on that lie. But we got to fight.
Michael and Lucifer, having donned their meat suits (Michael’s being the Winchesters’ younger brother, Adam), meet on the field. They have a discussion about their family dysfunction–a dysfunctssion, if you will–and it all sounds reeeeeal familiar. Why do we have to do what Dad wanted us to do? He liked you more. You left and that makes me angry! Unhappy brothers are all alike.
Then Dean comes rolling onto the field in the Impala. Luci and Michael are now angry about this. Dean wants five minutes alone with Sam, but Michael tells Dean he’s no longer part of the story.
Then from out of nowhere, someone yells, “Hey, assbutt!”
“Assbutt”? It’s Castiel, come to Molotov Michael with holy fire! Oh and also, Bobby is there. But back to the Molotov-ing!
Suffice it to say, Lucifer’s really aggro now. No one messes with your family but you, you know? So he snaps his fingers and Castiel explodes (you really don’t need to see that). Then he proceeds to beat the ever-living crap out of Dean. Bobby tries to shoot him, but you can’t shoot the devil! But the devil can and does break Bobby’s neck. Then he goes back to the ever-living crap beating. I mean, just brutal. Even as Lucifer beats him, Dean talks to the Sam still inside. “It’s okay, I’m here. I’m not going to leave you.”
All of a sudden there’s a glint of light that catches Lucifer’s eye and I thought it might be some angel army at first, but it’s just the light reflecting off the Impala’s chrome. Oh, but it is the Army that saves the day.
This triggers a montage of Winchester moments, starting when they were boys to all the times they were with each other on the road and the times they were there for each other. It ends with this, as Sam regains control of his body.
To be honest, I missed a bit of this during the initial viewing, as I was busy sobbing like a cradle baby. Anyway, Sam reopens the cage with the Horsemen’s rings, just as Michael shows back up and demands to fight Lucifer, as it is Michael’s destiny. Ever’body gotta play their parts, Michael. Michael tries to stop Sam from leaping into the cage, but Sam just drags him in, too. Then the hole closes and Dean is alone.
Oh, but not so fast! Cas is not only alive, he’s “better than that.” In fact, he’s an angel again and he heals Dean.
Dean asks if Cas is God and while Cas thinks that’s a nice compliment, he is not our Lord and Savior. He does think, however, that it was God who restored him. And in return, he restores Bobby. Then, Chuck tells us how hard it is to write an ending.
Endings are hard. Any chapped ass monkey with a keyboard could poop out a beginning, but endings are impossible. You try to tie up every loose end, but you never can. The fans are always gonna bitch, there’s always gonna be holes—and since it’s the ending, it’s all supposed to add up to something. I’m telling you, they’re a raging pain in the ass.
Meta! Meanwhile, Dean, Bobby, and Cas drive back home. Cas plans to return to heaven, which Dean can’t understand. Dean mad! Although Cas tries to reassure him that God helped, perhaps more than they know, all Dean knows is that his brother is in a cage and he’s alone. Cas reminds him that he got what he wanted–no paradise, no hell. He asks Dean what he’d rather have, “peace or freedom?” Then Cas beams his ass up into the ether. Dean tells the absent angel that he sucks at goodbyes. And speaking of goodbyes, Dean and Bobby hug as Chuck tells us that this is the last they’ll see of each other “for a very long time.”
Chuck also tells us that Bobby gets to back to hunting the next week, but Dean doesn’t. Dean wants to fight to get Sam back, but he doesn’t because he promised Sam he wouldn’t. Instead, Dean goes to Lisa’s, where he apparently kicks off his shoes and stays awhile. When he gets there, she tells him that it’s all going to be okay. And as another montage of Winchester memories plays, Chuck figures out the ending.
So what’s it all add up to? It’s hard to say. But me, I’d say this was a test for Sam and Dean. And I think they did alright. Up against good, evil, angels, devils, destiny, and God himself, they made their own choice; they chose family. And, well, isn’t that kind of the whole point? No doubt, endings are hard…but then again, nothing ever really ends, does it?
And then…well. There is your God now.
And as Dean enjoys a nice family dinner with Lisa and Ben…
Sam or something that looks like him watches from the street outside.