Sam Winchester:
So you two were talking a case?
Dean Winchester:
No we were talking about our feeling, and then our favorite boy bands. Yeah, we were talking a case!
Sam Winchester:
I mean, Dad? Do you really think it was Dad?
Dean Winchester:
I don't know. Maybe.
Sam Winchester:
Well, what did he sound like?
Dean Winchester:
Like Oprah!
Dean Winchester:
What happens if it really is Dad? What if he calls back?
Sam Winchester:
What do you mean?
Dean Winchester:
What do I say?
Sam Winchester:
Hello?
Dean Winchester:
Hello? That's what you come back with? Hello.
Dean Winchester:
Find anything?
Sam Winchester:
After 3 hours, I have found no reason why anything supernatural will be going on here.
Dean Winchester:
Wow, you know. You'd think a Stanford education and a high school hookup rate of 0.0 would produce better results than that.
Sam Winchester:
Hilarious.
Dean Winchester:
Sam, you've been looking at the wrong places pal.
Sam Winchester:
Then what are the right places Dean?
Dean Winchester:
Motel pamphlet rack. Milan, Ohio. Birth place of Thomas Edison.
Sam Winchester:
Yeah, so what?
Dean Winchester:
Keep reading.
Sam Winchester:
[
opens and reads the pamphlet; looks up at Dean, amused] You're kidding.
Dean Winchester:
I see they improved your face.
Sam Winchester:
Right back at 'cha.
Sam Winchester:
It's a Crocotta.
Dean Winchester:
What's that? Some kind of sandwich?
Dean Winchester:
I can't expect dad to show up with some miracle at the last minute... I can't expect anybody to, y'know? The only person who can get me out of this thing is me.
Sam Winchester:
[
long silence] And me...
Dean Winchester:
[
long silence] And me?
[
looks quizically at Sam]
Sam Winchester:
What?
Dean Winchester:
Deep revelation... havin' a real moment here, that's what yo- that's what you come back with? And me?
Sam Winchester:
Do you want a poem?
Dean Winchester:
Moment's gone...
[
turns on T.V, hands Sam a beer]
Dean Winchester:
...unbelieveable.
[
Both drink]
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