In Grants Pass, Oregon, roommates Ed Bright and Marshall Todd leave a bar and run into a woman in a white dress: Eve. She touches Ed’s face briefly and then goes past him into the bar. She locks the doors behind him and then walks in. A man asks if she’s okay and notices that she’s bleeding from her side. Eve says that she is and then steps forward and kisses him. She then walks through the bar, touching other people, while the first man goes berserk and attacks his friend. Everyone else that she touched goes berserk, attacking each other, while Eve watches in satisfaction...Read the full recap
Bobby Singer: I'm thinkin' maybe it's time you made a call.
Dean: Why's it always got to be me that makes the call, huh? it's not like Cass lives in my ass. The dude's busy. (Castiel appears behind him) Cass, get out of my ass!
Castiel: I was never in your... have you made any progress in locating Eve?
Dean: It's been a long time. You remember us?
Lenore: I remember. Your hunter friend almost killed me.
Sam: Well, if it makes you feel any better, uh, he turned into a vampire, and I chopped his head off.
Dean: Yeah, with razor wire. Wicked.
Lenore: Well, that's something.
Castiel: I'll search the town. Give me a minute. (stares off into space)
Dean: Cass, we can still see you.
Castiel: Yeah, I'm still here.
Dean: Okay, well, you don't have to wait on us. (Castiel tries again) Well, now it just looks like you're pooping.
Castiel: I'm powerless.
Dean: You're joking.
Castiel: Something in this town is, uh... it's affecting me. I assume it's Eve.
Dean: So, wait. Mom's making you limp?
Castiel: Figuratively, yes.
Castiel: I don't know, but she is.
Dean: Oh, well, that's great, 'cause without your power, you're basically a baby in a trench coat. (Castiel sulks)
Sam: I think you hurt his feelings.
Dean: Excuse me, hi. Uh, i-is Dr. Silver in today? My friend is very sick.
Castiel: I have a, uh... painful burning sensation.
Castiel: I'm fairly unpracticed with firearms.
Dean: You know who whines? Babies.
Dean: The question is why? What does she want with a... what do you call these?
Bobby Singer: Well, congrats, you discovered it, you get to name it.
Dean: "Jefferson Starships." Huh? Because they're horrible, and hard to kill.
Sam: It looks like the entire bar has been turned into these...
Dean: Jefferson Starships.
Sam: Fine. But why are all... the Starships dead?
Bobby Singer: They won't take long.
Castiel: You don't know that. They may find more wayward orphans along the way.
Bobby Singer: Oh, don't get cute.
Castiel: Right. Pardon me for highlighting their crippling and dangerous empathetic response with "sarcasm." It's a bad idea letting them go.
Bobby Singer: Come on. You don't let Sam and Dean do squat. They do what they gotta, you know that.
Eve: Relax. I'm not here to fight.
Dean: No. Just to rally every freak on the planet. Bring in Khan worms and--and half-assed Spidermen. And dragons. Really, sister? Dragons?
Eve: So I dusted off some of the old classics. I needed help.