Security guard: Alrighty. You guys need anything else?
Sam Winchester: No, we'll be in and out before you know it. Just a routine check.
Security guard: Okey-dokey.
Dean Winchester: I like him. He says okey-dokey
Sam Winchester: What if he's the shifter?
Dean Winchester: Then we follow him home and put a silver bullet through his chest plate.
Sam Winchester: All right, so where to next then?
Dean Winchester: One word. Amsterdam.
Sam Winchester: Dean-
Dean Winchester: I hear the coffee shops don't even serve coffee.
Sam Winchester: I'm not gonna just ditch the job.
Dean Winchester: Screw the job. Screw it. I'm sick of the job. We don't get paid, we don't get thanked. Only thing we get's bad luck.
Sam Winchester: Well, come on, dude. You're a hunter. It's what you were meant to do.
Dean Winchester: I wasn't meant to do anything. I don't believe in that crap.
Sam Winchester: You mean you don't believe in my destiny.
Dean Winchester: Well, whatever.
Sam Winchester: Look, Dean, I've tried running before. I ran all the way to California, and look what happened. You can't run from this. And you can't protect me.
Dean Winchester: I can try.
Sam Winchester: Thanks for that.
Dean Winchester: Before Dad died, he... He told me something. Something about you.
Sam Winchester: What? Dean, what did he tell you?
Dean Winchester: He said that he... wanted me to watch out for you... take care of you.
Sam Winchester: He told you that a million times.
Dean Winchester: This time was different. He said that I had to... save you.
Sam Winchester: Save me from what?
Dean Winchester: He just said that I had to save you. That nothing else mattered. And that if I couldn't, I'd-
Sam Winchester: You'd what, Dean?
Dean Winchester: I'd have to kill you. He said that I might have to kill you, Sammy.
Dean Winchester: We do the ugly things so that people can live happy.
Sam Winchester: Yeah. Yeah. Lucky them.
Dean Winchester: Yeah, lucky them. But it doesn't change a thing. You know what I mean? We still do the job. But we don't do it for us. We did it for Jack, for Mom, for Rowena. We owe it to anybody who has ever gave a damn about us to keep putting one foot in front of the other. No matter what.
Dean Winchester: "Croatoan"?
Sam Winchester: Yeah. Roanoke? Lost colony? Ring a bell? Dean, did you pay any attention in history class?
Dean Winchester: Yeah. The shot heard around the world, how bills become laws.
Sam Winchester: That's not school. That's Schoolhouse Rock!
Dean Winchester: Whatever.