last night my father said “good night mario” because i had been driving him around today and apparently going too fast, like the car racer mario andretti
but i didn’t know what he was talking about so i just sleepily replied “good night luigi”
remember when teen titans had that really powerful arc about rejecting abusive family and that surrounding yourself with good people who make you happy is the most important thing and no one should force you to do anything you don’t want to do and sometimes friends are better family than the people who you’re actually related to
On April 21, 1967, the 100 millionth GM vehicle rolled off the line at the plant in Janesville. A blue, two-door Caprisse. There was a big ceremony, speeches, Lt. Governor even showed up. Three days later, another car rolled off that same line. No one gave two craps about her; but they should have.
Because this 1967 Chevrolet Impala would turn out to be the most important car… No, the most important object in pretty much the whole universe.
She was first owned by Sal Mariarti, an alcoholic with two ex-wives and three blocked arteries. On weekends, he’d drive around delivering Bibles to the poor. “Gettin’ folks right for judgment day,” that’s what he’d say.
Sam and Dean don’t know any of this, but if they did, I bet they’d smile.
After Sal died, she ended up at Rainbow Motors, a used car lot in Lawrence, where a young Marine bought her on impulse.
This is, after a little advice from a friend.
I guess that’s where this story begins…and where it ends.
The Impala, of course, has all of the things other cars have…and a few things they don’t. But none of that stuff’s important. This is the stuff that’s important: the army man that Sam crammed in the ash tray. It’s still stuck there. The LEGOs that Dean shoved into the vents. To this day, the heat comes on and you can hear ‘em rattle. These are things that make the car theirs. Really theirs.
Even when Dean rebuilt her from the ground up, he made sure all these little things stayed. Because it’s the blemishes that make her beautiful. The Devil doesn’t know or care what car the boys drive.
In between jobs, Sam and Dean would get a day, sometimes a week if they were lucky. They’d pass the time lining their pockets. Sam used to insist on honest work, but now he hustles pool like his brother. They could go anywhere and do anything. They drove a thousand miles for an Ozzy show. Two days for a Jay Hawks game. When it was clear, they’d park her in the middle of nowhere, just sit on the hood, and watch the stars for hours without saying a word.
It never occurred to them that, sure, maybe they never really had a roof and four walls, but they were never in fact homeless.
So what’s this all add up to? It’s hard to say. But me, I’d say this was a test…for Sam and Dean. And I think they did alright. Up against good, evil, angels, devils, destiny, and God himself, they made their own choice. They chose family. And well…isn’t that kinda the whole point? No doubt — endings are hard. But then again…nothing ever really ends, does it?
Crowley being the last one alive at the end of season 10 and right before the end credits you just see him holding a contract and he looks at the camera and says “Looks like your 10 years are up, love. Be sure to leave your feelings behind for the next show.”
and then he disappears and as the screen fades to black all you hear is barking and howling getting louder until one final growl is heard and then silence.