Dream a Little Dream of Me Quotes

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Dean: There you are. What are you doing?
Sam: Having a drink?
Dean: It's two in the afternoon. Drinking whiskey?
Sam: I drink whiskey all the time.
Dean: No, you don't.
Sam: What's the big deal? You get sloppy in bars and hit on chicks all the time.
Dean: It's kinda slim pickin's around here.
Sam: The truth is, no one can save you.
Dean: What I've been telling you.
Sam: No, what I mean is no one can save you because you don't want to be saved.
Sam: What was Bobby doing in Pittsburgh?
Dean: I don't know, unless he was taking an extremely lame vacation.
Dean: Silene Capinses. Which, of course, means... absolutely nothing to me.
Sam: It's been used by shamans and medicine men for centuries.
Dean: Let me guess, they dose up, break out the didgeridoos and start kicking around the hacky.
(Dean impersonating a police detective)
Jeremy: I had this most vivid super intense dream, like a bad acid trip, you know...
Dean: Totally. (pause) I mean, no.
Dean: I take it we believe the legends.
Sam: When don't we?
Dean: So how do we find a homicidal Sandman?
Sam: You want to go dream walking inside Bobby's head?
Dean: Yeah, why not? Maybe we could help.
Sam: We have no idea what's crawling around in there.
Dean: How bad could it be?
Sam: Bad!
Dean: Dude... it's Bobby!
Sam: One problem though: we are fresh out on African dream root, so unless you know someone who can score some...
Dean: Crap!
Sam: What?
Dean: Bela...
Sam: Bela? Crap!
Sam: (opens door) I thought you said you weren't coming, Bela.
Bela: Well, I'm full of surprises. (pauses) You wanna know why I'm really here?
Sam: Why?
Bela: I can't stop thinking about you. (takes off jacket; has only underwear under it)
Sam: You really wanna do this?
(they start kissing)
Bela: Sam, oh Sam!
Dean: Sam! Wake up!!
Sam: What? (wipes drool off his cheek)
Dean: Dude, you were out, and making some serious happy noises. Who was it?
Sam: Who was what?
Dean: Come on, you can tell me. Angelina Jolie?
Sam: No.
Dean: Brad Pitt?
Sam: No. No!
Dean: (about to drink the dream tea) Well, shall we dim the lights and sync up Wizard of Oz and Dark Side of the Moon?
Sam: Why?
Dean: What did you do in college?
Bobby: Before I knew it was him, he offered me a beer. I drank it. Dumbest friggin' thing.
Dean: Aw, I don't know. It wasn't that dumb.
Sam: Dean, you didn't.
Dean: I was thirsty.
Sam: That's great! Now he can come after either one of you!
Sam: Dean, you sure you don't want me to drive? You... you seem a little... caffeinated.
Dean: Thanks for the news flash, Addison.
Dean: Tell me you got something!
Bobby: Strip club was a bust, huh?
Dean: Yeah.
Bobby: That was our last lead.
Dean: What the hell, Bobby!
Bobby: Don't yell at me, boy. I am working my ass off.
Dean: Sorry sorry... I am just tired.
Bobby: Well who ain't?
Dean: What Bela got?
Bela: Sorry... sometimes spirit world is in chatty mood and sometimes it isn't.
Bobby: She got nothing.
Dean: Great! Well, I am just gonna go and blow my brains out now!
Dean: Alright, that's it, I am done. (closes his eyes to sleep)
Sam: What you doing?
Dean: Taking myself a long overdue nap.
Sam: What?! Dean, Jeremy can come after you.
Dean: That's the idea.
Sam: Excuse me?
Dean: Come on man, we can't find him... so let him come to me.
Sam: On his own turf? Where he is basically a God?
Dean: I can handle it.
Sam: Not alone you can't. (rips out a part of Dean's hair)
Dean: Ow! What you doing?
Sam: Coming with you.
Dean: No, you are not.
Sam: Why? At least, then there will be two against one.
Dean: 'Cause I don't want you digging around in my head.
Sam: Too bad.
(in Dean's dream; Lisa Braeden appears sitting on the grass, surrounded by picnic laid out for two)
Lisa: Hey. You gonna sit down? Come on, we only have an hour before we have to pick up Ben from baseball.
Dean: (looks at Sam defensively) I've never had this dream before. (pauses) Stop looking at me like that.
Dean (Nightmare): I mean, think about it. All he ever did was train you; boss you around. But Sam, Sam he doted on, Sam he loved.
Dean (Real): I mean it, I'm getting angry.
Dean (Nightmare): Dad knew who you really were. A good soldier and nothing else. Daddy's blunt little instrument. Your own father didn't care whether you lived or died, why should you?
Dean: My father was an obsessed bastard! All that crap he dumped on me about protecting Sam, that was his crap! He's the one who couldn't protect his family! He's the one who let Mom die, who wasn't there for Sam! I always was! It wasn't fair! I didn't deserve what he put on me! And I don't deserve to go to Hell!
(Dean shoots Nightmare Dean with shotgun; Nightmare Dean gets up, with black demon eyes)
Dean (Nightmare): You can't escape me, Dean. You're gonna die, Dean! And this, this is what you're gonna become!
(after Bela stole the Colt)
Dean: Pack your crap.
Sam: Why? Where are we going?
Dean: We're gonna go hunt the b*tch down.
Dean: Sam?
Sam: Yeah?
Dean: I've been doing some thinking. And well, the thing is, I don't want to die. I don't want to go to Hell.
Sam: Okay. We'll find a way to save you.
Dean: Okay. Good.

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