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| Quotes  Sam: Find anything?
Dean: (looking in the fridge) Just some leftovers and a six pack.
Sam: Check the freezer. Maybe there's some human hearts hidden behind the Haagen Dazs or something.
Madison: You get a few scotches in him and he started hitting on anyone within a five-mile radius. You know the type.
(Sam nods and Dean smiles)
Sam: Yeah, I do, actually.
(Dean slowly stops smiling)
Dean: One of us should probably stay here with you just in case he stops by.
(Madison leaves the room)
Sam: All right, you go, I'll stay.
Dean: Forget that. You go after the creepy ex, I'm gonna hang here with the hot chick.
Sam: Dude. Why do you always get to hang with the girls?
Dean: Because I'm older.
Sam: No, screw that. We settle this the old-fashioned way.
(Sam and Dean play Rock, Paper, Scissors. Sam does rock, Dean does scissors)
Sam: Dean, always with the scissors. (pats Dean on the shoulder and makes a pouty face)
Dean: Shut up, shut up! Two outta three!
(Sam sighs and does rock again and Dean does scissors again; Sam covers Dean's hand with rock)
Dean: Gah!
Sam: Bundle up out there, all right? (pushes Dean out)
Madison: Sam, I'm a monster.
Sam: No, I'm gonna save you.
Madison: You tried. I know you tried.
Dean: So I'm just gonna.. head back to the hotel.. watch some pay-per-view.
Madison: That was smooth.
Dean: (to Madison) How you doin'? My head feels great. Thanks.
Madison: What's going on?
Sam: I'm not going anywhere. And neither are you.
Sam: You're unusual.
Madison: Unusual like... (makes crazy sign)
Sam: No. Unusual like... impressive.
Madison: You think so? (edit) Sam: May I ask you a question? It's sort of personal.
Madison: You've seen my whole underwear collection. Go ahead.
Dean: Let me guess. You're sitting on her couch like a stiff trying to think of something to say. |
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