Playthings Quotes

Playthings Quotes
Dean: (walks into their room. Sam is sitting in a chair looking down.) we got another one. Some guy just hung himself in his room.
Sam: (quietly) yeah i saw.
Dean: we gotta figure this out and fast. so what did ya find out about granny?
Sam: YOU'RE BOSSY!
Dean: what?
Sam: you're bossy.....and short! (chuckles)
Dean: are you drunk!?
Sam: yeah! so.........stupid!
Dean: dude come on! what do ya think we're working a case!?
Sam: that guy.......who hung himself.........i couldn't save him.
Dean: what are you talking about? you didn't know you couldn't have saved him!
Sam: THATS AN EXCUSE DEAN! I COULD HAVE FOUND A WAY TO SAVE HIM! i could have found a way to save him! i could have saved Ava too!
Dean: well you can't save everyone even you said that!
Sam: NO! you don't understand alright! the more people i save the more i can change!
Dean: change what?
Sam: MY DESTINY.... DEAN!
Dean: alright. time for bed Sasquatch! come on.
Sam: i need you to watch out for me!
Dean: yeah i always do.
Sam: no no no. you have to watch "out" for me...alright? and if i ever...turn into something that I'm not......you have to kill me.
Dean: Sam.....
Sam: Dean! dad told you to do it. you have to!
Dean: yeah well dads an ass! he never should have said anything! you don't do that! you don't lay that kind of crap on ya kids!
Sam: no! he was right to say it! WHO KNOWS WHAT I MIGHT BECOME!? even now everyone around me dies!
Dean: yeah well I'm not dying.....and neither are you now come on lay down
Sam: no! Dean please you're the only one who could do it! promise!......Dean please! you have to promise me!
Dean: I promise.
Sam: thanks. ......(puts his hand on Dean's face) thank you!
(dean lays Sam's body and feet on the bed. Sam rolls over and barried his face in the pillow.)
Susan: What the hell happened out there?
Dean
: You want the truth?
Susan
: Of course.
Dean
: Well at first we thought it was some kind of hoodoo curse. But that out there, was definitely a spirit.
Susan
: You're insane.
Dean
: That's been said.
Susan: I don't believe this.
Dean
: Listen, sister, that car didn't try to run you down by itself, okay? I mean I guess it did, technically, but if a spirit can... forget it.
Sam: This woman's had a stroke.
Dean: Yeah, but hoodoo's hands-on...
Sam
: Yeah.
Dean
: ... you gotta mix herbs, and chant, and build an altar.
Sam
: So it can't be Rose. Heck, maybe it's not even hoodoo.
Dean
: You know, she could be faking.
Sam
: Yeah, what do you wanna do, poke her with a stick? (Dean nods) Dude, you are not gonna poke her with a stick!
Dean: (as Sam is leaning over the toilet) You know there's a really good hangover remedy, it's a greasy pork sandwich served up in a dirty ashtray.
Sam
: (groaning) I hate you.
Dean
: (smirking) I know you do.
Dean: Wow! This is a lotta dolls. Er, they're nice, they're not super-creepy at all...
Dean: Hey, are those antique dolls? ‘Cause this one, this one here, he has a major doll collection back home. (grins at Sam) Don’t ya?
Sam
: (reluctantly) Big time.
Dean
: Big time. Yeah, you think he could come… well, we could come in and take a look?
Susan
: I don’t know…
Dean
: Please? Please, I mean he loves them. He’s not gonna tell you this, but he’s always dressing ‘em up in these little tiny outfits and I mean, you’d make his day. She would, huh?
Sam: (glaring at Dean) It’s true.
Dean: (to Sam) You get online, check old obits, freak accidents, that sort of thing. See if she’s whacked anybody before.
Sam
: Right.
Dean
: Don’t go surfing porn, that’s not the kind of whacking I mean.
Dean: Of course, the most troubling question is why do these people assume we're gay?
Sam
: Well, you are kind of butch. They probably think you're overcompensating.
Dean
: (uncomfortable chuckle) Right.
Susan: Let me guess. You guys are here antiquing?
Dean
: How'd you know?
Susan
: Oh, you just look the type. So, uh, a king-size bed?
Sam
: What?! No, uh no, we're... Two singles. We're just brothers.
Susan
: Oh! Oh, I'm so sorry.
Dean
: What'd you mean that we look the type?
Dean: Dude, this is sweet! I never get to work jobs like this.
Sam
: Like what?
Dean
: Old-school haunted houses. Secret passageways, sissy British accents. We might even get to run into Fred and Daphne while we're inside. Mmm, Daphne... love her.
Dean: I just figured after Ava, there'd be more angst, more droopy music, and staring out the rainy windows. (glare from Sam) Okay, I'll shut up now.
Sam
: Look, I'm the one who told her to go back home. Now her fiancé's dead and some demon's taken her off to God-knows-where. We've been looking for a month now. So I'm not giving up on her, but I'm not going to let other people die, either. We've gotta save as many people as we can.
Dean
: Wow, that attitude is just way too healthy for me. I'm officially uncomfortable now. Thank you.
 



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