All language subtitles for Supernatural S13E17 The Thing-eng

You're Men of Letters.

Chroniclers of all that
which man does not understand.

Most are dead or defunct,
but others, not so sure.

- What is this?
- Our crest.

The Aquarian star.

This is actually their lair.
We're legacies.

Ketch.

Who are you working for?

Mr. Ketch.

Meet the archangel Gabriel.

No, please! No!

- Dean?
- Yeah?

What are you doing?

Nothing.

Uh...

What you reading?

Well, um, I finally found something
on the Seal of Solomon,

but it's really weird.

Yeah? Hit me.

All right.

"Then Mighty Solomon commanded
unto his priests, 'Bind my seal.'

"But the jewel was of the cosmos."

"Jewel of the cosmos"?
What does that mean?

I don't know. Maybe a meteorite?

Mmm.

Maybe. Well, forget what it is.
Where the hell would that be?

It doesn't say.

Okay. So we've got blood of a holy man.
We've got fruit from the Tree of Life,

but this piece of Kryptonite,

we've been through every book
in this place, and we got squat.

Yeah.

All right. I guess we should
check the archives again.

Great.

All right. I go left. You go right.

I love books.

What?

Nothing.

Oh, come on.

Are you kidding me? Dean!

Sam?

- Are you serious?
- What?

Oh, it's hilarious. Forget that. Look.

The Men of Letters found it.
Solomon's treasure.

Where?

1917, in what is modern-day Israel.

According to this, they dug it up.

And here. Take a look at the...
Right there.

Uh... "Among the items found, crystal
that glowed with an unearthly light."

- That's gotta be the seal, right?
- It's gotta be. Where is it?

Uh, says they took it to Capitulum Seven
in Portsmouth, Rhode Island.

- "Capitulum Seven"?
- Yeah.

"Capitulum" means "Chapterhouse."

Yeah.

So the Men of Letters
has only one bunker,

but they have smaller outposts
all over the place.

Capitulum One is in Jamestown.

Capitulum Seven, I guess,
is in Portsmouth, Rhode Island.

There it is.

Jinkies.

You're gonna
stop saying that eventually, right?

I don't know. Probably not.
Look. Let's go!

- You sure this is it?
- That's what the map says.

So where's the door?

Dean.

Oh.

No way.

Ask questions, get answers.

This way.

- Kind of looks familiar, huh?
- Yeah.

Except for that.

Mmm.

Great. More books.

You love books. All right.
Look for anything on King Solomon.

Where to start, Dean?

"Sandy Porter."

No way.

- Dean?
- Mmm?

Check this out.

Who's there? Somebody!

Is somebody there?

Hurry!

Hurry! Please! Hurry!

Who are you?

We're here to help you.

How long have you been down here?

I don't know.

You have to get me out of here.

Wait. Are you... Are you Sandy Porter?

Born in 1903?

Uh...

Yes.

Thank God you found me.

No, no, no. Asmodeus is busy.

Then why did he call for me?

Don't know. Ask him yourself,
when he's ready, which he isn't

because he's busy, so...

Might you have something to read?

That's not possible.

It's true. Sandy, it's 2018.

You were down there
for almost 100 years.

No. You're lying.

Sandy, I know
it's a lot to take in, okay?

But look.
This is what a car looks like now.

Well, they should.

This is a phone and camera
and everything else.

Welcome to the future.

Here. No way. This thing's amazing.

Look, you just
click on the kitty video, it loads.

Just like that.
Look. Napping in the sunbeam.

Look at him. Look at this little guy.
Look at his little hat.

Oh, man. I love cats.

There we go.
Oh, just a little more.

Bad time?

My lord. I tried to stop him.

Did you, now?

Look, you called for me, I came.
If you don't need me, I...

Ketch. Ketch. Ketch.

My boy.

I called you 'cause you work for me.

And I need you when I need you.

That's not our arrangement,
and I'm not the help.

This is a freelance...

So be a good lad and wait.

Hey, Amy.

Hey, Buck.
Have you decided what you want?

I'd like to try
something different.

Poor Buck,
he comes in here bird-dogging after Amy,

and she won't
give him a simple yes or no.

Well, whatever you think, Amy.
I mean, you know better than I do.

Still, if Amy don't want any,
I'll go a few rounds with that boy.

I like talking with you, Marco.
You make me laugh.

Sit anywhere you like, hon.

Everything's so electric.

Folks, what'll it be?

Uh, well, what's good?

Well, people love the clam cakes,

but if you ask me,
gotta try the stuffies.

I don't know what stuffies are,
but I'll take two and the clam cakes.

- Anything to drink?
- Uh, water would be great.

Oh, that's exciting.

Comes with a lemon.
You sure you can handle that?

How about you, sweetie?

Oh, my goodness,
you're all skin and bones.

When's the last time you ate something?

You know, let's get her the meatloaf.

Marco?

We got a problem.

Yes, we do. A very big problem.

I don't... How...

How am I still alive?

Um...

We don't really know yet.

And how are you so calm
about the fact that I'm still alive?

This kind of weird,
it's sort of our thing.

I don't know what that means.

It means we can help you.

We just have to... You know what?
Let's start with the basics.

How did you get down there
in the first place?

I met this man.

He said that
he was a part of a secret club.

I thought he was talking about
a speakeasy or something,

but he called it Men of Words?

Men of Letters?

Yes. How did you know that?

Like I said, it's sort of our thing.

Wait a second. So, these Men of Letters,

they were the ones
who chained you down there?

I think. I...

Sandy, whatever happened down there,
you're safe now, okay?

We'll protect you. I promise.

There was chanting.

Please. Please.

And then there was this light.

Like a rip in the air.

Then it happened.

They were using me to feed it.

To feed what?

The monster.

Sure I can't get you any coffee?

Excuse me.

Sweetie, you okay?

Mr. Ketch,
sorry to keep you waiting.

Why am I here?

The Winchesters are
gathering up pieces to a spell,

a real big magic sort of affair.

I've heard. Their pet angel
was just in the Holy Land.

You knew and didn't tell me?

You didn't ask.

I shouldn't have to ask.

I was merely gathering intelligence...

In the future,
you let me fill in the blanks.

The last prophet
that checked out of here

said they was trying to open up a portal

to another,
even more epically messed-up world.

To do that, they need ingredients.

- We need to stop them.
- Ingredients. Such as?

Well, if they got the spell from
the demon tablet, which they did,

some blood, few other things,
and a whole mess of archangel grace.

And here you are,
pumping it into your veins.

Everyone needs a little pick-me-up,
from time to time.

But enough about my juice box.

It's time we talk about us.

You see,

I don't believe you understand
the nature of this relationship.

You pay me. I do what needs to be done.
End of transaction.

Yeah, see, no.

It's more like I own you.

You don't...

And it's time you get in line, boy.

If that's how you feel,
I believe I'm done here.

Good day.

You're done when I say you're done.

You're gonna learn, son.

You do what I say when I say it.

And if you ever even think
about sassing me again...

Ah!

Look what you did to my suit.

Okay, what the hell, man? I mean...

We tested her for everything.
Holy water, silver.

She passed it all, so...

Yeah, and she's been down
in a basement for 90 years.

How does she look the way she does?

And this doesn't sound like
the Men of Letters, either.

I mean, they're boring.

They wore tweed. They smoked from pipes.
They don't kidnap people.

Except, apparently, they did.

Oh, and this... The flash of light
Sandy talks about seeing,

the rip in the air? Sounds like...

Like a rift. So what now?

They're opening doors
in different worlds

and Buffalo Billing chicks.

And feeding a monster,
so not boring after all.

But all the Men of Letters
died 60 years ago.

Longer than that.

So then who's been
keeping her down there?

You know what? How about this?
You stay here with Sandy. I'll go back...

- No, no, no. What?
- What?

I'm not gonna let you
go back there by yourself.

- Dean...
- No, this is what we're gonna do.

We're gonna find Sandy a motel room.

We're gonna have to teach her
how to use the TV.

Well, you're gonna have to tell her what
a TV is, and then we're gonna go back...

Here we go, lobster roll, no bun,
and kale Salad for you, string bean.

- Kale's a garnish.
- It's healthy.

I'm watching my cholesterol.
Like you should be.

Yeah, I'm watching my cholesterol.

Watching it go up.

Well, I guess
I'll see you later.

All right.

What the hell?

Clam cakes. Two orders of stuffies.

See? Garnish.

And meatloaf for our young lady.

Hey.

Something weird's going on.

Sam.

Go get Sandy.

Sam? Sam?

Wait... Sandy!

What's going on?

Wait. Wait. What's...

Whoa, whoa, whoa! Hey, hey!

Sandy, come here. Sit down.

No!

Dean?

- Sammy!
- Dean.

What are you doing?

Sammy!

They're still out there.

We gotta call the police.

My phone's not working.

They're all dead.

And landline, too.

Who's that?

The police.

What are you doing?

They took my brother.
I'm gonna get him back.

Who are you? What do you want?

What you stole from us.

- The monster.
- The what?

Less a monster, more a god.

A...

Wait. What are you talking about?

How'd you find our Chapterhouse?

My brother and I, we're...

Our family was Men of Letters.

So was ours.

Kind of.

Kind of?

Our great-grandfather, Diego Avila,
was a member.

- Well, until he...
- He went psycho.

Jim Jones style.

Pretty much.

Diego fought in World War I,
and after that,

all he could see was blood and violence
in this world,

so he decided to fix it.

How?

Summon a god from another dimension
and start over.

"Upon us, we shall call forth new gods,

"Yokoth and her mate Glythur.

"And they will cleanse this world
of hate and bring a new paradise."

They summoned Yokoth,
but didn't exactly bring paradise.

It ate Diego and most everyone else.

Then it tried to summon its mate
before they bound it.

Men of Letters
disavowed the whole deal.

It banned all the survivors,
closed down the Chapterhouse tight.

Our grandparents, our parents, us,

we've been watching over it ever since.

You mean Sandy?

You think you're so high and mighty,

better than the rest of us.

But you, Mr. Ketch,

you are more wicked
than any demon I know.

I know them all.

At least I still have a soul.

What you think that buys you, huh?

Souls are messy,
all conflict and confusion.

I know who I am.

Do you?

Because you say you have this code,

this Men of Letters code,
handed down for centuries.

But wait. Wait a minute.
You work for me.

You act like
you're this cold-blooded killer.

But you know what I see
when I look in your eyes?

Fear

and regret

and pain.

I see your chewy middle, boy.

You want redemption,

but you ain't never gonna get it.

Your kind, our kind,

we can't be redeemed.

All we can do is spread our pain around.

So, no, you don't know who you are.

But I do,

which is why no matter where you go,
no matter what you do,

you're mine.

Are they gone?

Someone should see if they're gone.

No. No, not happening.

You're trying to tell me Sandy is a god
from another dimension?

All she wants to do is eat.

And breed.

Then why didn't you kill it?

You don't think we've tried?

As far as we know, she can't die.

So we have been keeping her locked up.

Well, that is, until you came along.

So, you know, nice work on that one.

When we saw what you did,
we knew that we had to get her back.

So Marco slipped something
into your food.

You don't say.

We have been starving Yokoth
for decades,

keeping her weak.

But if she gets food in her belly...

We're all dead.

Hey.

Sandy?

What are you looking at?

If I had half your power...

In fact,

I believe it's time to go.

Consider this a rescue.

Come on, you. Come on.

Come on.

This would all go so much faster
if you just flapped your bloody wings.

What the hell?

Where were we?

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

String Bean.

I thought you were dead.

No, not yet. Where's my brother?

He came out to check on Buck.

- It's them.
- No, take it easy. They're with us.

- What?
- It's a long story.

Oh, no.

No, no, no.

She got food in her belly.

Dean.

If she fed on him, he would be here.

So what, then?

It's like we said.

If she's not feeding, she's breeding.

Sandy, what the hell?

Sandy's dead.

She's been dead for a long time.

Okay.

I'll play. What's your name?

Yokoth.

Star of Madness, Ravager of Galaxies,

Mother of Faceless Hordes.

Cool.

Let me guess.
You're not from around here.

I'm really not.

When the foolish humans open the door,

they had no idea what was waiting
for them on the other side.

- You mean you?
- I mean us.

It was supposed to be us.

Glythur and I, together.

But my love...

They shut the rift
before he could make it through.

Oh, my God. That's tragic.

It's like a Hallmark movie

but with tentacles.

I like you, Dean.

You're strong.

And I enjoy looking at your face.

You're making me blush.

That's why I'm going to allow you
to be Glythur's host.

Sorry, what? The host?

We've consumed most of our universe,

but this one is so full of light

and of life.

And it looks...

It looks delicious.

Okay, look, I don't know what kind of
kinky gatekeeper-keymaster thing

you got going on here,
but I think I'll pass.

Shh!

She has the Seal of Solomon!

You can't kill me!

No!

Dean.

Glad you could make it.

So that's why we came.

I mean, we need the seal
to get our family back.

If it could take us somewhere
other than tentacle porn land...

Not that there's anything wrong
with that.

When you cast a spell, you need a guide,

something that's been
where you need to go.

- Got it?
- Got it.

Careful.

When you open the door,
it only stays open for 24 hours.

And you never know
what's on the other side.

Well, whatever it is, we'll be ready.

I hope you're right.

You sure you're all right?

Considering I was about
three seconds away

from being an
interdimensional booty call, yeah,

I'd say I'm all right

Well,

we have the Seal.

Right?

So all we need now is an archangel,
and we're set.

Sure, that sounds easy.

Yeah.

- Wait.
- Son of a bitch.

I come in peace.

Yeah, right.

And I brought you a gift.

Wait a second. Is that...

Gabriel?

No, no, that's impossible. He...

He's dead. We saw him die.

Or did you?

What did you do to him?

Not me. Asmodeus.

The Prince was holding him prisoner
until I liberated the poor man.

And I understand you may need
an archangel for a spell, perhaps.

Well, what luck.

We need his grace.

No, no, no.

Calm down. Calm down.

Nervy.

Here.

Take that. And...

The archangel blade.

Why would you...

What's the catch? What do you want?

Protection,

from Asmodeus.

The one you're working for?

Was working for.

But when he finds out
that I stole his prize milk cow,

well, I imagine that he'll hunt me
to the ends of the Earth.

So

this is the only safe place I know.

What? Do you think
you're just gonna move in?

Dibs on the top bunk?

- No.
- Deal.

What?

I don't know
what the hell's going on here.

But if this helps us get Mom back,
helps us get Jack back,

then sure.

Whatever you want.

Gabriel.

Man, what happened to you?

All right, let's do this.

Well, shouldn't we wait?

Wait? Why?

We got everything we need.

Everything else
is just burning daylight. Come on.

Let's open this door.

All right.

I'll gather my gear.

Uh... Hold on.

I'm heading in alone.

What?

Look, we got a busted-up archangel here.

And who the hell knows what else? Okay?

Somebody's gotta stay here just in case.

And I'm coming with you.

As I said, Asmodeus will be hunting me
to the ends of the Earth,

so it's better if I'm not on this Earth.

It's not that much better over there.
You know it's a war zone, right?

Won't be my first.
Shan't be my last. Hmm?

- Fine.
- "Fine"?

So you want Ketch to go and not me?

I don't care if he dies.

Hell, I'm kind of rooting for it.

- Still, you can't...
- No, I have to.

It takes something
that's been over there before

to open up the right door,
so that's either you or me.

So I'm gonna go.

And if something happens to me,

if time runs out,
then I need you to come and save me

and save Mom
and save whoever else, okay?

It's safer if we go together.

There's no such thing
as safer over there. You know that.

I know you don't like this, okay?
I don't expect you to.

But this is the way it's gonna be.

Something that's been there, right?

All right.

Remember, it's only 24 hours.

Okay.