Supernatural Rewatch: 2.20 What Is and What Should Never Be
Ahh. Djinn. because we needed to make sure we all felt as bad as possible for Dean before we walk into Cold Oak.
New plates on Baby. Amazing how we’ve all latched onto the plates that were only around for 2 seasons.
I hate this trope. So much. The entire thing is designed to rip my heart out of my chest and stomp on it before setting it on fire. Why can’t we just be happy?
Carmen is hot. I think Lisa and Anna both are hotter, but then *shrug* he’s still learning.
“Angels are watching over you.” I’m just going to be over here crying.
This entire episode. I’m just going to be over here crying.
Odd Dean’s subconscious is ok with John being dead, but not Mary. He doesn’t want/ need John, just Mary. I think even more than John, Dean still hasn’t gotten over Mary’s death at this point.
His subconscious is already freaking out about his drinking. And it gets so much worse. Sam, Mary, the prof… Everybody is asking if he’s been drinking.
DEAN Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. I know. Get to the wish part.
PROFESSOR What about it?
DEAN Do you think they could really do it?
PROFESSOR Um… Uh, no. No, I don’t think they can ‘really do it’. You understand these are mythic creatures?
DEAN Yeah, I know. I-I-I know. I know. But uh… I mean in the stories. You know, say you had a wish, uh. But you never even said it out loud. Like that, uh… that a loved one never died. Or that, uh, something awful never happened.
PROFESSOR Supposedly, yes. I mean they have godlike power. They can alter reality however they want. Past. Present. Future.
DEAN Why would the Djinn do it? What, self-defense? Or maybe it’s not really evil.
More on the nature of evil.
… I just want to snuggle him. also if he wants to come get sweaty and mow my lawn, my entire household would be ok with that.
even the 2 who don’t have the same taste in guys I do.
SAM Okay. What’s gotten into you?
DEAN What do you mean?
SAM I mean this whole warm, fuzzy ecstasy-trip thing.
DEAN I’m just happy for you, Sammy.
SAM Yeah, right. That’s another thing. Since when do you call me Sammy? (beat) Dean, come on. We don’t talk outside of holidays.
DEAN We don’t? Well, we should. I mean, you’re my brother.
SAM “You’re my brother”?
DEAN (laughing) Yeah.
SAM You know, that’s what you said when you snaked my ATM card, or when you bailed on my graduation, or when you hooked up with Rachel Nave.
SAM Uh, my prom date. On prom night.
DEAN Yeah, that does kinda sound like me. Well, hey man, I’m sorry about all that. (walks towards SAM)
SAM (backs away) No that, look, that’s all right man, I-I just… You know I’m not asking you to change. I-I just, uh, … I don’t know, I… guess we just don’t really have anything in common. You know?
you can have Sam or Mary. That’s… awful.
DEAN All of them. Everyone that you saved, everyone Sammy and I saved. They’re all dead. And there’s this woman, that’s haunting me. I don’t know why. I don’t know what the connection is, not yet anyway. It’s like my old life is, is coming after me or something. Like it like it doesn’t want me to be happy. Course I know what you’d say. Well, not the you that played softball but… “So go hunt the Djinn. He put you here, it can put you back. Your happiness for all those people’s lives, no contest. Right?” But why? Why is it my job to save these people? Why do I have to be some kind of hero? (begins to cry while talking) What about us, huh? What, Mom’s not supposed to live her life, Sammy’s not supposed to get married? Why do we have to sacrifice everything, Dad? (pause) It’s… (Dean’s lips tremble. Silence. We hear the sky rumbling. Tears begins to falls on DEAN’s cheek.) Yeah…
You want the truth… and immediately lies. This is his chance to maintain sam’s innocence. Allow him to have the life Dean wanted for him. Tell mom I love her. Sorry about the mess. adam’s song.
replacement of samulet with a saints medallion. I can’t find a clear enough image to tell which saint, but I’m betting it was Michael. Because that seems like something that the costuming staff would do.
very Lucifer!Jared there trying to convince Dean to stay
gods, i want to snuggle him until everything is better.
“-Whats in the bag?
- Yeah, nothing.
- Fine, (he starts opening the bag)
- You dont want to do that.
- Oh, really? What the hell is this? (after taking out a jar containing a red liquid from the bag)
- Yeah, I can see that its blood, Dean. What the hell is it doing in here?
- You dont really want to know.
- No, I I do really want to know. I really, really do.
- Well, youre gonna find out sooner or later. I needed a silver knife dipped in lambs blood.
- You needed a silver knife dipped in lambs blood why?”