Dean Winchester: Fake 911 phone call, Sammy, I dunno, that's pretty illegal.
Dean Winchester: anda can pretend all anda want, Sammy. But sooner atau later you're gonna have to face up to who anda really are.
Sam Winchester: And who's that?
Dean Winchester: One of us.
Sam Winchester: No, I'm not like you. This is not going to be my life.
Dean Winchester: Well, anda have a responsibility.
Sam Winchester: To dad? And his crusade? If it weren't for pictures, I wouldn't even know what mom looks like. And what difference would it make? Even if we do find the thing that killed her, mom's gone. And she isn't coming back.
Dean Winchester: [slams Sam into bridge] Don't talk about her like that.
Sam Winchester: anda smell like a toliet.
Sam Winchester: anda know there's EVP on that.
Dean Winchester: Not bad, Sammy. Kinda like riding a bike, isn't it?
Dean Winchester: Does Jessica know? Does she know the things you've done?
Sam Winchester: No. And she's never going to know.
Dean Winchester: Well that's healthy!
Dean drags himself from the river
Sam Winchester: Dean, hei are anda all right?
Dean Winchester: I'm super.
Sam Winchester: [answers phone] What?
Dean Winchester: Dude. Five-O. Take off.
Dean Winchester: You're such a control freak!
Sheriff: So, anda want to give us your real name?
Dean Winchester: I told anda it's Nugent. Ted Nugent.
1983: Mary has just been engulfed sejak api, kebakaran on the ceiling of Sam's nusery which is up in flames. John picks baby Sam up and is met in the hall sejak 4 tahun old Dean. John hands Sam to him:
John Winchester: Take your brother outside as fast as anda can! Don't look back! Now Dean, go!
Deputy: anda two are a little young for Marshals, aren't you?
Dean Winchester: Thanks, that's awfully kind of you.
Dean Winchester: I am Agent Ford, this is Agent Hamill.
repeated line
The Woman in White: Take me home...
Dean: Whoa, easy, tiger.
Sam: Dean? (Dean laughs) (breathing heavily) anda scared the crap out of me.
Dean: That's because you're out of practice. (Sam retaliates, pinning Dean down) (laughs) atau not. Get off me.
Sam: What the hell are anda doing here?
Dean: I was looking for a beer.
Sam: ...What the hell are anda doing here?
Dean: Okay, alright. We gotta talk.
Sam: Um...the phone?
Dean: If I had called, would anda have picked up?
Jess in a tight blue Smurf baju and short white panties.
Dean: I Cinta the Smurfs. anda know, I gotta tell you, anda are completely out of my brother's league.
Jess: Just let me put something on.
Dean: No, no, no, I wouldn't dream of it...seriously.
Sam: No. No, whatever anda wanna say, anda can say it in front of her.
Dean: Okay...um...Dad hasn't been utama in a few days.
Sam: So he's working overtime on a Miller Time shift. He'll stumble back in sooner atau later.
Dean: Dad's on a hunting trip, and he hasn't been utama in a few days.
Sam: ...Jess, excuse us. We have to go outside.
Sam: I mean, come on, anda can't just break in, middle of the night, and expect me to hit the road with you.
Dean: You're not hearing me, Sammy. Dad's missing. I need anda to help me find him.
Sam: I swore I was done hunting for good.
Dean: Come on, it wasn't easy, but it wasn't that bad.
Sam: Yeah? When I told Dad I was scared of the thing in my closet, he gave me a .45.
Dean: Well, what was he supposed to do?
Sam: I was nine years old. He was supposed to say, "Don't be afraid of the dark."
Dean: Don't be afraid of the dark? What, are anda kidding me? Of course anda should be afraid of the dark! anda know what's out there!
Sam: Dad let anda go on a hunting trip sejak yourself?
Dean: I'm twenty-six, dude.
Dean: So what are anda gonna do? Just live some normal, epal, apple pie life? Is that it?
Sam: No. Not normal. Safe.
Dean: And that's why anda ran away? (sounds disgusted)
Sam: I was just going to college. It was dad who berkata if I was gonna go, I should stay gone, and that's what I'm doing.
Dean: I can't do this alone.
Sam: Yes, anda can.
Dean: (looks down and away) Well, I don't want to.
Dean: In almost two years I never bothered you, never asked anda for a thing.
Jess: Wait, you're taking off? Is this about your dad? Is he alright?
Sam: Yeah, anda know, just a little family drama.
Jess: Your brother berkata he's on some kind of hunting trip?
Sam: Oh, yeah. He's just deer hunting up at the cabin. He's probably got Jim, Jack, and Jose along with him. We're just going to go and bring him back.
Sam Winchester: So how'd anda pay for that stuff? anda and dad still running credit card scams?
Dean Winchester: Yeah, well. Hunting ain't exactly a pro-ball career. Besides, all we do is apply. It's not our fault they send us the cards.
Sam Winchester: And what names did anda write on the applications this time?
Dean Winchester: Uh... Burt Aframian... and his son, Hector. Scored two cards out of the deal.
Sam: Dude, anda gotta update your cassette tape collection.
Dean: Why?
Sam: Well, for one, they're cassette tapes. And two, Black Sabbath, Motorhead, Metallica?! It's the greatest hits of mullet rock.
Dean: House rules, Sammy. Driver picks the music; shotgun shuts his cake hole.
Sam: anda know, Sammy is a chubby twelve-year-old. It's Sam, okay?
Dean: Sorry, can't hear you. The music's too loud.
Sam: So what's the theory?
Ranger Wilkinson: Seriously? We don't know. Serial murder, kidnapping ring...
Dean: Well, that's exactly the kinda crack police work I'd expect outta anda guys.
Sheriff: Can I help you, boys?
Dean Winchester: No, sir, we were just leaving.
Two FBI agents walk past them
Dean Winchester: Agent Mulder. Agent Scully.
Sam: Car alright?
Dean: Yeah, whatever she did to it, it seems alright now. That Constance chick - what a bitch!
Sam: Hey, Dean. What I berkata earlier, about Mom and Dad, I'm sorry.
Dean: (holds up hand to stop Sam) No chick flick moments.
Sam: Alright...jerk.
Dean: Bitch.
Cop: So. Fake US Marshall. Fake credit cards. anda got anything that's real?
Dean Winchester: My boots.
Deputy: [slamming Dean on the hud, hood of his car] anda have the right to remain silent...
Policeman: I'm not sure anda realize just how much trouble you're in here.
Dean: We talking, like, misdemeanor kind of trouble? Or, uh... "squeal like a pig" kind of trouble?
Policeman: anda got the faces of ten missing persons taped to your wall. Along with a whole lot of satanic mumbo jumbo. Boy, anda are officially a suspect.
Dean: That makes sense. 'Cause when the first one went missing in '82, I was three.
Dean: Nice work, Sammy.
Sam: (painful laughing) Yeah, wish I could say the same for you. What were anda thinking, shooting Casper in the face, anda freak?
Dean: Hey, saved your ass! (looks at his car) I'll tell anda another thing. If anda screwed up my car, I'll kill you.
Sam: We got work to do.
Dean Winchester: anda can pretend all anda want, Sammy. But sooner atau later you're gonna have to face up to who anda really are.
Sam Winchester: And who's that?
Dean Winchester: One of us.
Sam Winchester: No, I'm not like you. This is not going to be my life.
Dean Winchester: Well, anda have a responsibility.
Sam Winchester: To dad? And his crusade? If it weren't for pictures, I wouldn't even know what mom looks like. And what difference would it make? Even if we do find the thing that killed her, mom's gone. And she isn't coming back.
Dean Winchester: [slams Sam into bridge] Don't talk about her like that.
Sam Winchester: anda smell like a toliet.
Sam Winchester: anda know there's EVP on that.
Dean Winchester: Not bad, Sammy. Kinda like riding a bike, isn't it?
Dean Winchester: Does Jessica know? Does she know the things you've done?
Sam Winchester: No. And she's never going to know.
Dean Winchester: Well that's healthy!
Dean drags himself from the river
Sam Winchester: Dean, hei are anda all right?
Dean Winchester: I'm super.
Sam Winchester: [answers phone] What?
Dean Winchester: Dude. Five-O. Take off.
Dean Winchester: You're such a control freak!
Sheriff: So, anda want to give us your real name?
Dean Winchester: I told anda it's Nugent. Ted Nugent.
1983: Mary has just been engulfed sejak api, kebakaran on the ceiling of Sam's nusery which is up in flames. John picks baby Sam up and is met in the hall sejak 4 tahun old Dean. John hands Sam to him:
John Winchester: Take your brother outside as fast as anda can! Don't look back! Now Dean, go!
Deputy: anda two are a little young for Marshals, aren't you?
Dean Winchester: Thanks, that's awfully kind of you.
Dean Winchester: I am Agent Ford, this is Agent Hamill.
repeated line
The Woman in White: Take me home...
Dean: Whoa, easy, tiger.
Sam: Dean? (Dean laughs) (breathing heavily) anda scared the crap out of me.
Dean: That's because you're out of practice. (Sam retaliates, pinning Dean down) (laughs) atau not. Get off me.
Sam: What the hell are anda doing here?
Dean: I was looking for a beer.
Sam: ...What the hell are anda doing here?
Dean: Okay, alright. We gotta talk.
Sam: Um...the phone?
Dean: If I had called, would anda have picked up?
Jess in a tight blue Smurf baju and short white panties.
Dean: I Cinta the Smurfs. anda know, I gotta tell you, anda are completely out of my brother's league.
Jess: Just let me put something on.
Dean: No, no, no, I wouldn't dream of it...seriously.
Sam: No. No, whatever anda wanna say, anda can say it in front of her.
Dean: Okay...um...Dad hasn't been utama in a few days.
Sam: So he's working overtime on a Miller Time shift. He'll stumble back in sooner atau later.
Dean: Dad's on a hunting trip, and he hasn't been utama in a few days.
Sam: ...Jess, excuse us. We have to go outside.
Sam: I mean, come on, anda can't just break in, middle of the night, and expect me to hit the road with you.
Dean: You're not hearing me, Sammy. Dad's missing. I need anda to help me find him.
Sam: I swore I was done hunting for good.
Dean: Come on, it wasn't easy, but it wasn't that bad.
Sam: Yeah? When I told Dad I was scared of the thing in my closet, he gave me a .45.
Dean: Well, what was he supposed to do?
Sam: I was nine years old. He was supposed to say, "Don't be afraid of the dark."
Dean: Don't be afraid of the dark? What, are anda kidding me? Of course anda should be afraid of the dark! anda know what's out there!
Sam: Dad let anda go on a hunting trip sejak yourself?
Dean: I'm twenty-six, dude.
Dean: So what are anda gonna do? Just live some normal, epal, apple pie life? Is that it?
Sam: No. Not normal. Safe.
Dean: And that's why anda ran away? (sounds disgusted)
Sam: I was just going to college. It was dad who berkata if I was gonna go, I should stay gone, and that's what I'm doing.
Dean: I can't do this alone.
Sam: Yes, anda can.
Dean: (looks down and away) Well, I don't want to.
Dean: In almost two years I never bothered you, never asked anda for a thing.
Jess: Wait, you're taking off? Is this about your dad? Is he alright?
Sam: Yeah, anda know, just a little family drama.
Jess: Your brother berkata he's on some kind of hunting trip?
Sam: Oh, yeah. He's just deer hunting up at the cabin. He's probably got Jim, Jack, and Jose along with him. We're just going to go and bring him back.
Sam Winchester: So how'd anda pay for that stuff? anda and dad still running credit card scams?
Dean Winchester: Yeah, well. Hunting ain't exactly a pro-ball career. Besides, all we do is apply. It's not our fault they send us the cards.
Sam Winchester: And what names did anda write on the applications this time?
Dean Winchester: Uh... Burt Aframian... and his son, Hector. Scored two cards out of the deal.
Sam: Dude, anda gotta update your cassette tape collection.
Dean: Why?
Sam: Well, for one, they're cassette tapes. And two, Black Sabbath, Motorhead, Metallica?! It's the greatest hits of mullet rock.
Dean: House rules, Sammy. Driver picks the music; shotgun shuts his cake hole.
Sam: anda know, Sammy is a chubby twelve-year-old. It's Sam, okay?
Dean: Sorry, can't hear you. The music's too loud.
Sam: So what's the theory?
Ranger Wilkinson: Seriously? We don't know. Serial murder, kidnapping ring...
Dean: Well, that's exactly the kinda crack police work I'd expect outta anda guys.
Sheriff: Can I help you, boys?
Dean Winchester: No, sir, we were just leaving.
Two FBI agents walk past them
Dean Winchester: Agent Mulder. Agent Scully.
Sam: Car alright?
Dean: Yeah, whatever she did to it, it seems alright now. That Constance chick - what a bitch!
Sam: Hey, Dean. What I berkata earlier, about Mom and Dad, I'm sorry.
Dean: (holds up hand to stop Sam) No chick flick moments.
Sam: Alright...jerk.
Dean: Bitch.
Cop: So. Fake US Marshall. Fake credit cards. anda got anything that's real?
Dean Winchester: My boots.
Deputy: [slamming Dean on the hud, hood of his car] anda have the right to remain silent...
Policeman: I'm not sure anda realize just how much trouble you're in here.
Dean: We talking, like, misdemeanor kind of trouble? Or, uh... "squeal like a pig" kind of trouble?
Policeman: anda got the faces of ten missing persons taped to your wall. Along with a whole lot of satanic mumbo jumbo. Boy, anda are officially a suspect.
Dean: That makes sense. 'Cause when the first one went missing in '82, I was three.
Dean: Nice work, Sammy.
Sam: (painful laughing) Yeah, wish I could say the same for you. What were anda thinking, shooting Casper in the face, anda freak?
Dean: Hey, saved your ass! (looks at his car) I'll tell anda another thing. If anda screwed up my car, I'll kill you.
Sam: We got work to do.
