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Transcript de los 5 minutos del episodio 5x01 proyectados en el Comic Con 2009.
Transcript de los 5 minutos del episodio 5x01 proyectados en el Comic Con 2009.

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5x01: “Sympathy For The Devil” Transcript 5 min.

from the clip of the Comic Con 2009

[Sam and Dean are sneaking through Chuck's house, which is tossed as if violently burgled, the kitchen a mess and papers exploded everywhere. They move cautiously until - Chuck pops out of hiding and beans Sam with a toilet plunger. Sam reels back with a look of injured indignation. Chuck is astonished to see who it is.] Chuck: Sam! Sam, you're okay! Sam: Well, my head hurts. Chuck [nearly stammering]: Well - well, my last vision, you were like full on Vader! Your body temperature was 150, your heart rate was 200 ... Your eyes were black! Dean [voice unsteady]: Your eyes were black? Sam [mumbles uncomfortably]: I didn't know. [Awkward pause.] Dean: Where's Cas? Chuck: He's dead. Gone. The Archangel smoked the crap out of him. I'm sorry. Dean: You're sure? Maybe he just vanished into the light or something. Chuck: No, no. He's a ... He like exploded. Like a water balloon with chunky soup. [Dean silently digests this. In the pause, Sam and Chuck have a near-whispered conversation.] Sam [gesturing towards his head]: You've, ah.... Chuck: Right here? Sam [points to the other side]: No, ah... Chuck [fumbles in his hair]: Oh, God. [Pulls something out.] Is that a molar? Do I have molar in my hair? ... This has been a really stressful day. Dean: That stupid bastard Sam: Stupid? He was trying to help us. Dean: Yeah, exactly. Sam: So, what now? Dean: I don't know! Chuck: Crap Dean: What? Chuck: I can feel them. Sam: Who? Zachariah [off camera]: Thought we'd find you here. [Zach appears with two buff-looking angels flanking him.] Zachariah: [inaudible words] Dean. You like to come with us? Dean: You just keep your distance, asshat! [Zach looks incredulous, may try to say something but it's again inaudible.] Dean: Yeah. Little! You sons of bitches jump-started Judgement Day. Zachariah: Okay. One, maybe we LET it happen, but we didn't start anything. Right, Sammy? [He winks at Sam, looks back at Dean.] You, too. You had the chance to stop your brother, and you couldn't. So let's not quibble over who started what, let's just say it was all our faults, and move on. 'Cause like it or not ... it's Apocalypse Now. We're back on the same team again. Dean: Oh, is that so?

Zachariah: You want to kill the devil, we want you to kill the devil. It's synergy! Dean: And I'm just supposed to trust you? Cram it with walnuts, ugly! Zachariah: Lucifer is powerful in ways that defy description. We need to strike NOW! Hard and fast! Before he finds his vessel. Sam: His vessel. Lucifer needs a meat suit? Zachariah: He is an angel. Those are the rules. And when he touches down, we're talking ... four horsemen, red oceans, fiery skies, the greatest hits. You can stop him, Dean. You can. But you need our help. Dean: 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? [Z pauses and looks at Dean's hand] You're bleeding. [Dean pauses, grimly thoughtful, then looks down at his hand.] Dean: Oh, yeah. A little insurance policy in case you dicks showed up. [He yanks a sliding door closed, which is smeared with bloody symbols, and swipes one last symbol and -] Zachariah: NO!! [Dean slams his hand in the middle of the symbol, and in a burst of light, Zach and his hench-angels vanish.] Dean: I learned that from my friend, Cas, you son of a bitch. [Chuck has some final remark, but it's lost in the cheers of the audience.] Gracias a erinrua

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