Supernatural Prophet and Loss: We're the guys who saved the

Where's the party? It's right here. I mean, we're celebrating, right? Okay. But not too much. Tomorrow morning we're back on track. No rest for the self-destructive. Well, I will call this a win. Kinda nice. Going out on a high. Going out's the operative phrase. Sorry. You sorry? How sorry are you? Sorry that you planned to keep Donatello alive, but... when it comes to you, you're just throwing the towel? Or are you sorry that after all these years, our entire lives, after I've looked up to you, after I've learned from you, I've copied you, I followed you to hell and back, are you sorry that all of that, it means nothing now? Who's saying that? You. When you tell me I have to kill you. When you're telling me that I have to just throw away everything we stand for. Throw away faith. Throw away family. We're the guys who saved the world. We don't just check out of it. Sam, I have tried everything. Everything. I got one card left to play. And I have to play it. You've won a card today. But we'll find another tomorrow. But if you quit on us today, there will be no tomorrow. You tell me you don't know what else to do. I don't either. Dean, not yet. What we're doing now, it's wrong. It's quitting. I mean, look what just happened. Donatello never quit fighting, so we could help him because he never gave up. I believe in us, Dean. I believe in us. Hey, hey, hey. Why don't you believe in us too? Okay, Sam. Let's go home. What? Let's go home.