date: 5/18 10:09
us the knife?
Ruby: No.
Sam: But you just said...
Ruby: You want to charge in with one little pigsticker? It's a waste of a true-blue window, like hitting Hitler with that exploding briefcase. Forget it.
Sam: Ok, then how?
Ruby: I know you wanna save your brother, Sam.
Sam: No, you don't. You told Dean you couldn't. You have been lying to me all along! So, just give me your damn knife!
Ruby: You're not the one that I've been lying to.
Sam: Oh, so you can save him?
Ruby: No. But you can.
Sam: What?
Ruby: Sam, you've got some god-given talent. Well, not god given, but you get the gist.
Sam: All that psychic crap? That's gone ever since yellow eyes died.
Ruby: Not gone. Dormant. And not just visions, either. Why do you think Lilith is so scared of you?
Sam: Right, she's scared of me.
Ruby: If you wanted, you could wipe her off the map without moving a muscle.
Sam: I don't believe you.
Ruby: It's the truth.
Sam: And you decided to tell me this just now?
Ruby: Um...demon. "manipulative" is kind of in the job description. The fact is, is that you never would have considered it, not until you were...
Sam: Desperate enough?
Ruby: You don't like being different. You hate the way Dean Looks at you sometimes, like you're some sort of sideshow freak. But suck it up because we got a lot of ground to cover, and we got to do it fast. But we can do it. Look, call me a bitch and hate me if you want. But I have never lied to you, Sam. Not ever. And I'm telling you.. you can save your brother. And I can show you how.
Dean: So,
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