Sam: Well, Dad never treated you like that, you were perfect. He was all over my case. You don't remember?
Dean: Well, maybe he had to raise his voice, but sometimes you were out of line.
Sam: Right! Right, like when I said I'd rather play soccer than learn bow hunting.
Dean: Bow hunting's an important skill!
Dean: Growing up in a place like this would freak me out.
Sam: Why?
Dean: The manicured lawns, "How was your day, honey?" I'd blow my brains out.
Sam: There's nothing wrong with normal.
Dean: I'd take our family over normal any day.
Dean: Kinda hungry for a little barbeque. How about you? What, we can't talk to the locals?
Sam: And the free food's got nothing to do with it?
Dean: Of course not, I'm a professional!
Dean: Hunting's our day job. And the pay is crap.
Sam: Yeah, but hustling pool, credit card scams... It's not the most honest thing in the world, Dean.
Dean: Well let's see. Honest... fun and easy. It's no contest. Besides, we're good at it, it's what we were raised to do.
Sam: Yeah, well, how we were raised was jacked.
Dean: Work, work work. No time to spend my money.
Sam: Creutzfeldt-Jakob Disease.
Dean: Huh?
Sam: Human Mad Cow Disease.
Dean: Mad Cow.... wasn't that on Oprah?
Sam: You watch Oprah?
Sam: The question is, why bugs and why now?
Dean: That's two questions.
Dean: Hmm... looks like there's only room for one. You wanna flip a coin?
Sam: Dean, we have no idea what's down there.
Dean: All right. I'll go if you're scared. Scared?
Sam: Flip the damn coin!
Dean: Call it in the air, chicken.
Sam:I'm going...don't drop me
Larry: Let me just say. We accept home owners of any race, religion, color or... sexual orientation.
Dean: We're brothers.
Real Estate Agent: We accept home owners of all race, religion, color, or... sexual orientation.
Dean: Right. Um, I'm going to go talk to Larry. Okay, Honey?
Dean: This shower is awesome!
Dean: Well, maybe he had to raise his voice, but sometimes you were out of line.
Sam: Right! Right, like when I said I'd rather play soccer than learn bow hunting.
Dean: Bow hunting's an important skill!
Dean: Growing up in a place like this would freak me out.
Sam: Why?
Dean: The manicured lawns, "How was your day, honey?" I'd blow my brains out.
Sam: There's nothing wrong with normal.
Dean: I'd take our family over normal any day.
Dean: Kinda hungry for a little barbeque. How about you? What, we can't talk to the locals?
Sam: And the free food's got nothing to do with it?
Dean: Of course not, I'm a professional!
Dean: Hunting's our day job. And the pay is crap.
Sam: Yeah, but hustling pool, credit card scams... It's not the most honest thing in the world, Dean.
Dean: Well let's see. Honest... fun and easy. It's no contest. Besides, we're good at it, it's what we were raised to do.
Sam: Yeah, well, how we were raised was jacked.
Dean: Work, work work. No time to spend my money.
Sam: Creutzfeldt-Jakob Disease.
Dean: Huh?
Sam: Human Mad Cow Disease.
Dean: Mad Cow.... wasn't that on Oprah?
Sam: You watch Oprah?
Sam: The question is, why bugs and why now?
Dean: That's two questions.
Dean: Hmm... looks like there's only room for one. You wanna flip a coin?
Sam: Dean, we have no idea what's down there.
Dean: All right. I'll go if you're scared. Scared?
Sam: Flip the damn coin!
Dean: Call it in the air, chicken.
Sam:I'm going...don't drop me
Larry: Let me just say. We accept home owners of any race, religion, color or... sexual orientation.
Dean: We're brothers.
Real Estate Agent: We accept home owners of all race, religion, color, or... sexual orientation.
Dean: Right. Um, I'm going to go talk to Larry. Okay, Honey?
Dean: This shower is awesome!
Dean was outside, leaning against the cabin, when Jo came standing next to him.
“You look happy” she said sarcastic.
“It sounds weird, but right now I wish Dick Roman was still alive” Dean said. “I have too much time to think”
“You want me to call mom? I think she knows a few ways to fix that” Jo commented.
“Where is she?” Dean asked.
“To the city, doing groceries” Jo answered. She looked up. “Did you hear from Cas? I mean, that’s why you’re so neurotic, right?”
Dean shook his head. “I don’t want to talk about it. He’s had his chance, he blew it. I’m done with him”
“Have you tried talking to him?” Jo asked.
Dean leaned forward and kissed her. “No talking about Cas” he said.
“Okay” Jo agreed. She threw her arms around Dean’s neck and kissed him back. Dean lifted her in his arms and carried her inside the cabin.
“You look happy” she said sarcastic.
“It sounds weird, but right now I wish Dick Roman was still alive” Dean said. “I have too much time to think”
“You want me to call mom? I think she knows a few ways to fix that” Jo commented.
“Where is she?” Dean asked.
“To the city, doing groceries” Jo answered. She looked up. “Did you hear from Cas? I mean, that’s why you’re so neurotic, right?”
Dean shook his head. “I don’t want to talk about it. He’s had his chance, he blew it. I’m done with him”
“Have you tried talking to him?” Jo asked.
Dean leaned forward and kissed her. “No talking about Cas” he said.
“Okay” Jo agreed. She threw her arms around Dean’s neck and kissed him back. Dean lifted her in his arms and carried her inside the cabin.