![]() Haley Collins: And you're hiking out in biker boots and jeans? Dean: Well, sweetheart, I don't do shorts.ĭean: You wanna tell me what's goin' on in that freaky head of yours? Sam: Dean. Sam: Finding Dad's not enough? Now we gotta babysit, too? Now, we go with her, we protect her, and we keep our eyes peeled for our fuzzy predator-friend. Dean: Oh yeah? What are we gonna tell her? She can't go into the woods because of a big scary monster? Sam: Yeah. "squeal like a pig" trouble? Wendigo Sam: We cannot let that Haley girl go out there. ![]() Dean: We talking, like, misdemeanor kind of trouble? Or, uh. Sheriff Pierce: I'm not sure you realize just how much trouble you're in here. Sheriff Pierce: So you want to give us your real name? Dean: I told you, it's Nugent. What I said earlier, about Mom and Dad, I'm sorry. But sooner or later you're going to have to face up to who you really are. The music's too loud.ĭean: You can pretend all you want, Sammy. It's Sam, okay? Dean: Sorry, I can't hear you. Sam: You know, Sammy is a chubby twelve-year-old. Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cake hole. And two: Black Sabbath, Motörhead, Metallica?! It's the greatest hits of mullet rock. Dean: Why? Sam: Well, for one, they're cassette tapes. Sam: I swear, man, you gotta update your cassette tape collection. He was supposed to say, "Don't be afraid of the dark." Dean: Don't be afraid of the dark? What, are you kidding me? Of course you should be afraid of the dark! You know what's out there! Dean: Well, what was he supposed to do? Sam: I was nine years old. Sam: Yeah? When I told Dad I was scared of the thing in my closet, he gave me a. Dean Winchester: Come on, it wasn't easy, but it wasn't that bad. Pilot Sam Winchester: I swore I was done hunting for good.
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