Yep, all season long, Zachariah and his upper-level celestial brethren have secretly been pushing for Armageddon in our time, and with that revelation, a significant portion of the color drains from the screen while at the same time, the idyllic Watteaus and Fragonards on the walls switch over to Medieval visions of The Apocalypse, most notably Josse Lieferinxe's "St. Michael Killing The Dragon." Again, all very nice visual touches in an episode that, surprisingly enough, is full of them, but I suppose you're wondering about Heaven's inexplicable end game at the moment, right? "I am not!" I wasn't talking to you, Raoul. "Ooops! My most sincere apologies, I'm sure!" Don't worry about it. "I won't!" Ooof. ANY-way, the reasoning's pretty much what one would expect at this point: Senior management's of the opinion that our planet requires one of its "periodic enemas," thereby resulting in "paradise on earth," as Zachariah insists, and "what's wrong with that?" Dean, of course, finds plenty wrong with that, starting with the billions of people who are about to die as a result of Heaven's little "pissing contest," but alas. Our Intrepid Hero would pretty much get farther by arguing with an actual brick wall at the moment, because nothing he could possibly say at this point would ever dissuade Zachariah from the latter's intended course of action. Crazy Sammy gets name-checked, of course, but Zachariah's had it with Dean's puny human concerns, and directs his attention to the Lieferinxe that replaced "Blind Man's Buff." "You are chosen," Zachariah emphasizes. "You will stop it -- just not Lilith and The Apocalypse." "Which means?" Dean breathes, thoroughly freaked. "Lucifer!" Zachariah duhs, gesturing towards the painting. "You're going to stop Lucifer!" "You're our own little Russell Crowe," Zachariah adds with a grin, "complete with surly attitude." Dean doesn't find that remark anywhere near as amusing as I do, and listens with a disbelieving, hanging jaw while Zachariah promises him rewards beyond Dean's severely limited human imagination once he's led the forces of Heaven on through to their inevitable victory. Dean, finally having had enough of this crap, brazenly interrupts Zachariah's reverie to demand, "Where's God in all this?" "God?" Zachariah shrugs, not really caring. "God has left the building." DUN! Also: METAL TEETH CHOMP!