Sam Winchester: Dude, um... after you get cleaned up. Dean Winchester: I got baby wipes in the car. Sam Winchester: Dude. Dean, I'm serious, man. You smell like roadkill. Dean Winchester: That's 'cause I do all the heavy lifting. Sam Winchester: You... Dean Winchester: All right. I'm using that fancy shampoo you keep hidden from me.
Sam Winchester: Dude, um... after you get cleaned up.
Dean Winchester: I got baby wipes in the car.
Sam Winchester: Dude. Dean, I'm serious, man. You smell like roadkill.
Dean Winchester: That's 'cause I do all the heavy lifting.
Sam Winchester: You...
Dean Winchester: All right. I'm using that fancy shampoo you keep hidden from me.
Sam Winchester: You've been wearing the same pair of boxers for four days. Dean Winchester: Okay, one, weird that you know how much underwear I packed. Sam Winchester: That's what's weird about this? Dean Winchester: And B, it's two and two. Doesn't count if you flip 'em inside out.
Sam Winchester: You've been wearing the same pair of boxers for four days.
Dean Winchester: Okay, one, weird that you know how much underwear I packed.
Sam Winchester: That's what's weird about this?
Dean Winchester: And B, it's two and two. Doesn't count if you flip 'em inside out.
(Dean is losing his memories, thinks he sees dead person for the first time...) Dean Winchester: Is that a dead guy? Sam Winchester: Yeah. I think that's our witch. Dean Winchester: Cool. Sam Winchester: No, Dean. Killing the witch was supposed to be the cure. So if he's already dead, then why aren't you... you? Dean Winchester: Not cool.
(Dean is losing his memories, thinks he sees dead person for the first time...)
Dean Winchester: Is that a dead guy?
Sam Winchester: Yeah. I think that's our witch.
Dean Winchester: Cool.
Sam Winchester: No, Dean. Killing the witch was supposed to be the cure. So if he's already dead, then why aren't you... you?
Dean Winchester: Not cool.
(Dean is losing his memories...) Dean Winchester: Monsters are real. And we're the guys that kill 'em, man. I mean, come on. Best job ever. Sam Winchester: Yeah. If you like greasy diner food, crappy motels rooms, more than one Apocalypse. Dean Winchester: I don't know. We kinda sound like heroes to me.
(Dean is losing his memories...)
Dean Winchester: Monsters are real. And we're the guys that kill 'em, man. I mean, come on. Best job ever.
Sam Winchester: Yeah. If you like greasy diner food, crappy motels rooms, more than one Apocalypse.
Dean Winchester: I don't know. We kinda sound like heroes to me.
(Dean is losing his memories...) Dean Winchester: Wait. Wait, wait, wait, wait. There are witches? Sam Winchester: Dean... witches are real. Vampires, werewolves, witches, they're all real. And we kill them. Dean Winchester: Awesome. That's awesome.
Dean Winchester: Wait. Wait, wait, wait, wait. There are witches?
Sam Winchester: Dean... witches are real. Vampires, werewolves, witches, they're all real. And we kill them.
Dean Winchester: Awesome. That's awesome.
(Dean watches himself on CCTV recording not remembering what he did back then...) Dean Winchester: I'm trying to read my lips. "Now salsa you mittens." Sam Winchester: You can't read lips. Dean Winchester: I can't read lips. (Later on the recording Dean shoots a gun...) Dean Winchester (to Sam): And I take a shot. I know how to shoot a gun?
(Dean watches himself on CCTV recording not remembering what he did back then...)
Dean Winchester: I'm trying to read my lips. "Now salsa you mittens."
Sam Winchester: You can't read lips.
Dean Winchester: I can't read lips.
(Later on the recording Dean shoots a gun...)
Dean Winchester (to Sam): And I take a shot. I know how to shoot a gun?
(Sam is trying to figure out why is Dean losing his memories...) Rowena: We could do a memory spell. But did his hair fall out? His body, too? Sam Winchester: What? Rowena: From the neck down, is he smooth like a Ken doll? Sam Winchester: I don't know. Uh, and I'm not checking either.
(Sam is trying to figure out why is Dean losing his memories...)
Rowena: We could do a memory spell. But did his hair fall out? His body, too?
Sam Winchester: What?
Rowena: From the neck down, is he smooth like a Ken doll?
Sam Winchester: I don't know. Uh, and I'm not checking either.
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