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Well, not everyone.

[He helps himself to some popcorn.] But really, you do have a way of making everything difficult, I hope you realize this about yourself.

Yeah, well, everyone but you's still not a great track record.

Don't I know it. I could have gone on just happily pretending to buy in to their little song and dance, but no, I had to back Team Keep Things As They Were.

Least the film's good. I'll get to have one last good memory before eternal torment.

Don't talk like that. It gives me a headache.

Or perhaps that's just the "music" in this "film".

Well, if we live long enough, you can pick the next movie.

...how are things on your end, by the way?

Perhaps something with Fred Astaire. I always like him.

Oh you know. They don't tell me anything after last time. I suppose it's partially my own fault, going into semi-retirement, but really, you'd think they could have at least sent a card or something to tell me there was going to be another Apocalypse. Here I had to find out second hand. It's all very aggravating.

But no one's come after me, at least. Not so far.

Sucks, doesn't it? Now you know how I felt. Except, I got caught.

You started the Apocalypse.

The sky is blue.

Oh, I'm sorry, I thought we were pointing out the obvious.

Correction, Sammy fucking Winchester started the Apocalypse. I just gave him the weapon he needed to do it.

Actually, it's more greyish today.

My point is that we're doing entirely different things.

Great. I'll give 'em what it takes to end it.

And, you think I was in a different boat than you a year ago when no one knew what I was doing? They all thought I was after Lilith to stop it. Hell, half the morons downstairs still haven't figured it out. So, yeah, I know how you're feeling.

There is no way to end it. They know the way.

Yeah, and have I ever thanked you for how much harder your betrayal makes it for me?

You're looking for sympathy in the wrong place.

Poor baby.

The price for those of us whose jobs depend on humans, no?

I'm familiar with the feeling.

What? LILAS doesn't have a support group for that?

Join the club. We've got jackets.