"It's been my fault since the day Azazel have me his blood. Everything I touch, it falls apart, burns up. Dad, Mom, Jess, you," he choked.

"I have to find some way to make it right. This is the only way." Sam didn't care what happened to him. As long as he found some way to make up for the lives he destroyed.

"You went to Hell because of me. It'll always be on me, Dean. Always."