The Archangel Michael = More Awesome Than You

Yes, I did just spend something like 15 minutes playing this scene over and over and over again so I could get the whole conversation right.

M = Michael the Archangel in John Winchester's body & D = Dean Winchester

Now, for those who don't know (ie: Everyone not as obsessed as me) Dean is supposed to be Michael's vessel on Earth for the final battle between him and Lucifer (whose vessel is supposed to be Sam, Dean's younger brother). Dean keeps refusing to say 'yes' to Michael, which keeps him from 'moving in'.

At this point, another angel, Anna, had gone back in time to kill John & Mary Winchester, the boys' parents, before they could have Dean and Sam, thus averting the apocalypse (or so she thinks). Michael has just stepped in (while wearing John Winchester) and killed Anna and is taking the opportunity to have a little heart to heart with Dean, since he can't talk to him normally.

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M: Well I'd say this conversation is long over due, wouldn't you?

D: Fix him!

M: First, we talk. Then I fix your darling little Sammy.

D: How'd you get in my dad anyway?

M: I told him I could save his wife, and he said yes.

D: I guess they over sold me, being your 'one and only vessel', huh?

M: You're my true vessel, but not my only one.

D: What's that supposed to mean?

M: It's a bloodline.

D: A bloodline?

M: Stretching back to Cain and Abel. It's in your blood, your father's blood, your families' blood.

D: Awesome. Six degrees of 'Heaven' Bacon. What d'you want with me?

M: You really don't know the answer to that?

D: Well you know I ain't gonna say yes, so why're you here? What d'you want with me?

M: I just want you to understand what you and I have to do.

D: Oh, I get it. You got beef with your brother. Well get some therapy pal, don't take it out on my planet!

M: You're wrong. Lucifer defied our father, and he betrayed me, but still, I don't want this any more than you would want to kill Sam. You know, my brother, I practically raised him. I took care of him in a way most people could never understand, and I still love him. But I am going to kill him, because it is right, and I have to.

D: What, because God said so?

M: Yes. From the beginning, he knew this was how it was going to end.

D: And you're just going to do whatever God says?

M: Yes. Because I am a good son.

D: Huh. Yeah well, trust me, take it from someone who knows, that is a dead end street.

M: And you think you know better, than my father? One, unimportant little man? What makes you think you get to choose?

D: Because I gotta believe, that I can choose what I do with my, 'unimportant, little' life.

M: You're wrong. You know how I know? Think of a million, random acts of chance that let John and Mary be born, to meet, to fall in love, to have the two of you. Think of the million random choices that you make and yet how each and every one of them brings you closer to your destiny. Do you know why that is? Because it's not random, it's not chance. It's a plan that is playing itself out. Perfectly. Free will's an illusion, Dean. That's why you're going to say yes. Oh, buck up. It could be worse. Y'know, unlike my brothers, I won't leave you a drooling mess when I'm done wearing you.

D: And what about my dad?

M: Better than new. In fact, I'm going to do your mom and your dad a favor.

D: What?

M: Scrub their minds. They won't remember me or you.

D: You can't do that.

M: I'm just giving your mother what she wants. She can go back to her husband, her family -

D: She's going to walk right into that nursery!

M: Obviously. And you always knew that was going to play out, one way or another. You can't fight city hall.

*fixes Sam**angelDeLorean's him back to the right time*

M: He's home. Safe and sound. Your turn. I'll see you soon, Dean.