DEAN: It’s Dad. This is amazing, man. ’m freaking out.
SAM: Yeah, I know. But, Dean – Dean, listen.
DEAN: What? What?
SAM: How did this happen?
DEAN: I don’t know. You said that the pearl gives you what your heart desires, right? So, my heart desired I’ve wanted this, man. I’ve wanted this since I was 4 years old.
JOHN: I, um… I remember. I screwed up with you a lot, didn’t I?
SAM: No, that’s okay.
JOHN: No, it’s not. Sammy, tell me the truth.
SAM: I don’t want to talk about that.
JOHN: You didn’t have a problem talking about it before you left.
SAM: Dad… for me? That fight… that was a lifetime ago. I don’t even remember what I said, and – I mean… yeah. You know what? You did some messed-up things. But I don’t… I mean, when I think about you… [voice breaks] and I think about you a lot… I don’t think about our – our fights. I think about you… I think about you on the floor of that hospital. And I think about how I never got to say goodbye.
JOHN: Sam. Son. I am so sorry.
SAM: I’m sorry, too. But you did your best, dad. You – you fought for us, and you loved us, and… that’s enough.
DEAN: Yeah, great – we got our family back together. I’ll take that change.
SAM: That’s not what I mean.
DEAN: Stop. Just stop, okay? Look, can we just have one family dinner? Just one? Us – all of us together. That’s all I want. Can you just give me that?
JOHN: Dean. I, uh – I never meant for this.
DEAN: Dad, we pulled you here.
JOHN: No, son. My fight. It was supposed to end with me, with Yellow Eyes. But now you – you are a grown man, and I am incredibly proud of you. I guess that I had hoped, eventually, you would… get yourself a normal life, a peaceful life, a family.
DEAN: I have a family.
JOHN: Yeah. Alright. What’s next?
DEAN: We eat.
JOHN: Alright. Near as I can tell, we have two choices. Alright, we can think about what’s coming. Or we can be grateful for this time that we have together. Now, me…I choose grateful. So, to whatever brought us together, we owe you one. Amen.
SAM: Did you see them at dinner, the way they looked at each other? They just seemed happy, you know? It doesn’t feel fair to get all this and have to throw it away, and I know we have to. But it just feels like, you know… Once we send Dad back… it’s none of this ever happened. He – he just goes back to – to… to being Dad.
DEAN: You saying you wish things would be different?
SAM: Don’t you? Can you imagine – dad in the past, knowing then what he knows now? I… I think it would be nice.
DEAN: Yeah. I used to think that, too. But, uh… I mean, look, we’ve been through some tough times. There’s no denying that.
DEAN: And for the longest time, I blamed Dad. I mean, hell, I blamed Mom, too, you know? I was angry. But say we could send Dad back knowing everything. Why stop there? Why not send him even further back and let some other poor sons of bitches save the world? But here’s the problem. Who does that make us? Would we be better off? Well, maybe. But I gotta be honest – I don’t know who that Dean Winchester is. And I’m good with who I am. I’m good with who you are. ‘Cause our lives – they’re ours. And maybe I’m just too damn old to want to change that.
JOHN: Dean. No, I’m okay. I just… I just had one hell of a dream. Yeah. No, it was a good one. I’m on my way back. I’ll see you soon.