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Supernatural: The Man Who Would Be King

Castiel contemplates his long existence and recent events, while the Winchesters and Bobby begin to realize that the angel is hiding something from them.

Episode Info

Episode number: 6x20
Production Number: 3X6070
Airdate: Friday May 06th, 2011

Director: Ben Edlund
Writer: Ben Edlund

Alternate Airdates:

UK (E4) Oct 19, 2011


Guest Stars
Jim BeaverJim Beaver
As Bobby Singer
Mark SheppardMark Sheppard
As Crowley (as Mark A. Sheppard)
Demore BarnesDemore Barnes
As Raphael
Sonya SalomaaSonya Salomaa
As Rachel

Co-Guest Stars
Sandy Wayne RobsonSandy Wayne Robson
As Redd (as Sandy Robson)
John TenchJohn Tench
As Ellsworth
Michael BardachMichael Bardach
As Hell Prisoner
Revard DufresneRevard Dufresne
As Crowley's Demon
Main Cast
Jared PadaleckiJared Padalecki
As Sam Winchester
Jensen AcklesJensen Ackles
As Dean Winchester
Misha CollinsMisha Collins
As Castiel


Castiel sits on a bench in a cemetery and contemplates everything that he's experienced, from the emergence of the first fish from the ocean to the land, to the end of the Apocalypse where he fought with Dean, Sam, and Bobby. Now he wonders if he's made the wrong choice...

Read the full recap
ArtistSong TitlePlayed When
Billy PaulMe and Mrs. JonesCrowley dissects Eve
Johann StraussBlue Danube Waltzwaiting line in Hell

Episode Quotes
Castiel: You know, I’ve been here for a very long time. And I remember many things. I remember being at a shoreline. Watching a little gray fish heave itself up on the beach, and an older brother saying, “Don’t step on that fish, Castiel. Big plans for that fish.” I remember the Tower of Babel, all 37’ feet of it. Which I suppose was impressive at the time. And when it fell, they howled divine wrath. But come on., dried dung can only be stacked so high. I remember Cain and Abel. David and Goliath, Sodom and Gomorrah. And of course, I remember the most remarkable event—remarkable because it never came to pass. It was averted by two boys, an old drunk, and a fallen angel. The grand story. And we ripped up the ending, and the rules, and destiny, leaving nothing but freedom and choice. Which is all well and good, except... well, what if I’ve made the wrong choice? How am I supposed to know? I’m getting ahead of myself. Let me tell you my story. Let me tell you everything.

(Crowley tortures a vampire)
Crowley: Chocula here feels every tickle.
Castiel: What is that good for?
Crowley: Apart from the obvious erotic value, you got me.

Castiel: Don't worry about them.
Crowley: Don't worry about... what, like Lucifer didn't worry? Or Michael, or Lilith, or Alistair, or Azazel didn't worry? Am I the only game piece on the board who doesn't underestimate those denim-wrapped nightmares?!?

Bobby Singer: Gotta tell you, Redd, for a filthy lower-than-snake-spit hellspawn, you seemed to turn yourself into a damned fine hunter. I don't know whether to kill you or kiss you.

Sam: Look, Dean, he's our friend, too, okay? And I'd die for him, I would. But... I'm praying we're wrong here.
Bobby Singer: But if we ain't, if there's a snowball of a snowball's chance here, that means we're dealing with a Superman who's gone dark side. Which means we gotta be cautious, we gotta be smart, and maybe stock up on some kryptonite.
Dean: (looks at Sam) This makes you Lois Lane.

Castiel: After supposedly saving Sam, I finally returned to Heaven. Of course, there isn't one Heaven. Each soul generates its own Paradise. I favor the eternal Tuesday afternoon of an autistic man who died in a bathtub in 1953.

Rachel: What does God want?
Castiel: God wants you to have freedom.
Rachel: What does he want us to do with it?
Castiel: (voiceover) if I knew then what I know now, I might have said, "It's simple. Freedom is a length of rope. God wants you to hang yourself with it."

Castiel: Those first weeks back in Heaven were surprisingly difficult. Explaining freedom to angels is a bit like teaching poetry to fish.

Castiel: Whose Heaven is this?
Raphael: Ken Lay's. I'm borrowing it.
Castiel: I still question his admittance here.
Raphael: He's devout. Trumps everything.

Raphael: You'll kneel before me and pledge allegiance to the flag, all right?
Castiel: And what flag is that?
Raphael: Me, Castiel. Allegiance to me.
Castiel: Are you joking?
Raphael: Do I look like I'm joking?
Castiel: You never look like you're joking.

Castiel: Raphael, no. The Apocalypse doesn't have to be fought.
Raphael: Of course it does. It's God's will.
Castiel: How can you say that?
Raphael: 'Cause it's what I want.

Crowley: It all comes down to the souls in the end, doesn't it?
Castiel: What in the hell are you talking about?
Crowley: I'm talking about Raphael's head on a pike, I'm talking about happy endings for all of us, with all possible entendres intended. Come on. Just a chat.
Castiel: I have no interest in talking with you.
Crowley: Why not? I'm very interesting.

Castiel: Where are we?
Crowley: You don't recognize it, do you? It's Hades. New and improved. Did it myself.
Castiel: This is Hell?
Crowley: Yeah. See, problem with the old place was, most of the residents were masochists already. A lot of, "Thank you, sir, can I have another hot spike up the jackson?" But just look at them. No one likes waiting in line.
Castiel: What happens when they reach the front?
Crowley: Nothing. They go right back to the end again. That's efficiency.

Crowley: What are you planning to do about Raphael?
Castiel: What can I do, besides submit or die?
Crowley: "Submit or die"? What are you, French?

Castiel: Raphael will kill us all. He'll turn the world into a graveyard. I had no choice.
Dean: No, you had a choice. You just made the wrong one.

Crowley: It's always your friends, isn't it, in the end? We try to change, we try and improve ourselves. It's always our friends that got to claw into our sides and hold us back. You know what I see here? The new God, the new Devil, working together.
Castiel: Enough. You stop talking and get out of my sight.
Crowley: Well, glad I came. You're welcome, by the way. You know the difference between you and me? I know what I am. What are you, Castiel? What exactly are you willing to do?

Cultural References
Crowley: Chocula feels every tickle here.

Count Chocula is the mascot of Count Chocula cereal by General Mills.

Dean: He is the Balki Bartokomus of Heaven.

Balki is the naive Greek-like native visiting the U.S., played by Bronson Pinchot on the TV series Perfect Strangers.

Dean: You think, Kojak?

Kojak is the bald, fashionably-dressed police detective played by Telly Savalas in the 1973-78 CBS TV series.

Crowley: Tell him what he’s won, Vanna.

Vanna White was the hostess of Wheel of Fortune starting in 1982.

Other Episode Crew

CreatorEric Kripke
Executive ProducerBen Edlund  |  Philip Sgriccia  |  Sera Gamble  |  McG  |  Eric Kripke  |  Robert Singer
Co-Executive ProducerJim Michaels  |  Peter Johnson  |  Adam Glass
ProducerTodd Philip Aronauer
Co-ProducerSerge LaDouceur  |  Jerry Wanek
Associate ProducerKristin Cronin
Production DesignerJohn Marcynuk
EditorDonald Koch
CastingEric Dawson  |  Carol Kritzer  |  Alex Newman  |  Robert J. Ulrich  |  Heike Brandstatter  |  Coreen Mayrs
First Assistant DirectorJohn MacCarthy
Second Assistant DirectorAdrian Diepold
MusicChristopher Lennertz
Music EditorDino A. Moriana
Music SupervisorAlexandra Patsavas
Costume DesignerDiane Widas
Set DecoratorGeorge Neuman
Property MasterChristopher Cooper
Supervising Sound EditorCharlie Crutcher
Re-Recording MixerDennis Kirk  |  Todd Orr
Director of PhotographySerge LaDouceur
Stunt CoordinatorLou Bollo
Post Production CoordinatorShawn Wagoner
Production ManagementCraig Matheson
Executive Story EditorBrett Matthews  |  Andrew Dabb  |  Daniel Loflin
Key Makeup ArtistSarah Graham
Visual Effects SupervisorIvan Hayden
Visual Effects ProducerGrant Lindsay
Key HairstylistJeannie Chow
Special Effects SupervisorRandy Shymkiw
Original CastingPatrick Rush
Assistant Art DirectorAndrei Andrianko
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