|EPISODE 116: SHADOW
|Dean: What are you gonna do?
Sam: I'm gonna watch Meg.
Dean: (laughing) Yeah, you are.
Sam: I just wanna see what's what. Better safe than sorry.
Dean: All right, you little pervert.
|Dean: So Sammy's got a thing for the bad girl.|
|Sam: I'm just saying, there's something about this girl I can't quite put my finger on.
Dean: But I bet you'd like to. Maybe she's not a suspect, maybe... maybe you've got a thing for her. Maybe you're thinking a little too much with your upstairs brain.
|John: I got there just in time to see the girl take the swan dive. (pause) She was the bad guy, right?
Sam and Dean: (in unison) Yes, sir.
|Sam: So, you talk to the cops?
Dean: Uh, yeah. I spoke to Amy a, uh, charming and perky officer of the law.
Sam: Yeah, and what did you find out?
Dean: Well, she's a Sagittarius. She loves tequila, I mean... whew. Oh, and she's got this little tattoo...
|Dean: (to Sam) Now, look, why don't you go knock on her door and invite her to a poetry reading, or whatever it is you do, huh?|
|(over the phone)
Dean: Let me guess - you're lurking outside that poor girl's apartment, aren't you?
Sam: No!... Yes...
Dean: You got a funny way of showing your affection.
|Landlady: You guys said you're with the alarm company?
Dean: That's right.
Landlady: Well, no offense, but your alarm's about as useful as boobs on a man.
Dean: That's why we're here.
|Dean: I talked to the bartender.
Sam: Did you get anything...besides her number?
Dean: Dude, I'm a professional. I'm offended that you would think that (smiles and chuckles as he displays a napkin with her phone number) ... All right.
Sam: You mind doing a little thinking with your upstairs brain, Dean?
|Sam: I don't know, Dean. There's something about this girl that I can't quite put my finger on.
Dean: But I bet you'd like to. Maybe she's not a suspect maybe your just thinking too much with your upstairs brain, ha?
|Dean: So, to recap, the only successful intel we've scored so far is the bartender's phone number.|
|Dean: Ahem! (to be acknowledged)
Meg: Dude, cover your mouth.
|Sam: I think there's something weird going on here.
Dean: Yeah, tell me about it. She wasn't even that into me!
|Dean: Hey, Sam…?
Dean: Next time you want to get laid… find a girl that's not so buckets of crazy, huh?
|Dean: Why don't you go up and deliver a private strip-o-gram?
Sam: Bite me.
Dean: Oh no, bite her. Just don't leave any teeth marks... (Sam hangs up) Sam?
|Dean: Hey, Sam. Don't take this the wrong way, but your girlfriend... is a b*tch.|
|Meg: Guys, hiding is a little childish, don't you think?
Dean: Well, that didn't work out like I planned!
|Sam: (to Meg) You killed those people for nothing!
Meg: Baby, I'd kill a lot more for a lot less.
|Sam: Why are you doing this Meg, what deal did you get?
Meg: I'm doing this for the same reasons you do what you do. Loyalty, love, like the love you had for Mommy and Jess.
Sam: Go to Hell!
Meg: Baby, I'm already there.
|Sam: Dean, we should stick together. We'll go after this demon thing together --
Dean: Sam! Listen to me. We almost got Dad killed in there. Would you understand? They're not gonna stop. They're gonna try again, they're gonna use us to get to him. Meg was right. Dad's vulnerable when he's with us. He's... he's stronger without us around.
Sam: Dad. No. (looks at Dean) After everything, after all the time we spent looking for you... please. I gotta be a part of this fight.
John: Sam, this fight is just starting. And we are all gonna have a part to play. For now, you have to trust me, son. (pause, Sam holds on tight to his dad's shoulder) Okay? You got to let me go.
(after a long time Sam nods)
|Sam & Dean: (in unison) Dude, I gotta talk to you.|
|Dean: You trapped us. Good for you. It's Miller time. Why don't you kill us already?
Meg: Not very quick on the uptake, are we? This trap isn't for you.
Sam: Dad. It's a trap for Dad.
Dean: Oh, sweetheart. You're dumber 'n you look. 'Cause even if Dad was in town, which he is not, he wouldn't walk into somethin' like this, he's too good.
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