|EPISODE 102: WENDIGO
|Ranger Wilkinson: You boys aren’t planning to go out near Black Water Ridge by any chance?
Sam: Oh, no sir. We’re Environmental Study Majors from UC Boulder, just working on a paper.
Dean: Recycle, man.
Ranger Wilkinson: Bull.
|Sam: So, Black Water Ridge is pretty remote. It’s cut off by these canyons, here. The rough terrain, dense forest, abandoned silver and gold mines all over the place.
Dean: Dude, check out the size of this friggin’ bear.
Sam: And a dozen or more grizzlies in the area. It’s no nature hike, that’s for sure.
|Sam: We cannot let that Hailey girl go out there.
Dean: Oh yeah? What are we gonna tell her? That she can't go into the woods because of a big scary monster?
Dean: Her brother's missing, Sam. She's not just gonna sit this out. Now we go with her, we protect her, and we keep our eyes peeled for our fuzzy predator-friend.
Sam: Finding Dad's not enough? (slams trunk) Now we gotta babysit too?
|Sam: So, we got half a chance in the daylight. And I, for one, wanna kill this evil son of a b*tch.
Dean: Well hell, you know I'm in
|Dean: Since when are you all shoot first, ask questions later, anyway?
Sam: Since now.
|Haley: You didn't pack any provisions. You guys are carrying a duffel bag. You're not rangers, so who the hell are you?
Dean: Sam and I are brothers, and we're looking for our father. He might be here, we don't know. I just figured that you and me, we're in the same boat.
Haley: Why didn't you just tell me that from the start?
Dean: I'm telling you now. Besides, that's probably the most honest I've ever been with a woman. Ever. So we okay?
Haley: Yeah, okay.
Dean: And what do you mean I didn't pack provisions? (pulls out peanut M&Ms and walks away)
|(playing a video game)
Brad: Dude, you're cheating.
Gary: Nope, you just suck.
|Dean: So, Roy, you said you've done a little hunting?
Roy: Yeah, more than a little.
Dean: Uh huh. What kind of furry critters do you hunt?
Roy: Mostly buck, sometimes bear.
Dean: Tell me, Bambi or Yogi ever hunt you back?
|Sam: We never should have let you come out here in the first place, alright? I’m trying to protect you.
Roy: You protect me? I was hunting these woods when your mommy was still kissing you goodnight.
Sam: Yeah? It’s a damn near perfect hunter, and it’s gonna hunt you down and eat you alive unless we get your stupid, sorry ass out of here.
Roy: (laughs) You know you’re crazy, right?
|Dean: You okay?
Sam: Yeah, I'm fine.
Dean: Another nightmare?
(Sam clears throat)
Dean: You wanna drive for a while?
Sam: Dean, your whole life you never once asked me that.
|Haley: And you're hiking out in biker boots and jeans?
Dean: Oh sweetheart, I don't do shorts.
|Dean: You wanna tell me what's goin' on in that freaky head of yours?
Dean: No, you're not fine, you're like a powder keg, man, it's not like you. I'm supposed to be the belligerent one, remember?
|Dean: This is why. (holds up their dad's journal) This book. This is Dad's single most valuable possession. Everything he knows about every evil thing is in here. And he's passed it on to us. I think he wants us to pick up where he left off, you know, saving people, hunting things. The family business.
Sam: That makes no sense. Why, why doesn't he just call us? Why doesn't he tell us what he wants; tell us where he is?
Dean: I dunno. But the way I see it, Dad's given us a job to do and I intend to do it.
Sam: Dean, no. I gotta find Dad. I gotta find Jessica's killer. It's the only thing I can think about.
Dean: Ok, alright, Sam, we'll find them, I promise. Listen to me. You've gotta prepare yourself. I mean, this search could take a while, and all that anger, you can't keep it burning over the long haul, it's gonna kill you. You gotta have patience, man.
Sam: How do you do it? How does Dad do it?
Dean: Well, for one... them. (looks over at Hailey and her brother) I mean, I figure our family's so screwed to hell; maybe we can help some others. Makes things a little more bearable. I'll tell you what else helps: Killing as many evil sons of b*tches as I possibly can.
|Haley: How do you know about this stuff?
Dean: It kinda runs in the family.
|Dean: (to the Wendigo) Chow time, you freaky bastard! Yeah, that's right, bring it on baby, I taste gooood!|
|Dean: (to the Wendigo) Hey! Hey, you want some white meat, b*tch!? I'm right here!|
|Haley: I don't know how to thank you. (Dean gives her "the look") Must you cheapen the moment?
|(Dean has been taken by the Wendigo; Sam finds a trail of peanut M&M's on the ground) Sam:(laughs) It's better than bread crumbs.|
|Sam: I gotta find Dad. I gotta find Jessica's killer. It's the only thing I can think about. Dean: Ok, all right, Sam. We'll find them, I promise. Listen to me, you've gotta prepare yourself. I mean this search could take a while, and all that anger, you can't keep it burning over the long haul, it's gonna kill you. You gotta have patience, man.|
|Dean: You know we're going to find him, right?
Sam: Yeah. But, in the meantime, I'm driving.
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