Dean Winchester: I think we're getting closer to its lair.
[]Sam Winchester:[/b] How can tu tell?
Dean Winchester: Because there's another puke-inducing pile siguiente to your face.
Sam looks over, sees the blob, and gags
Dean Winchester: I really wish things could be different, tu know, I wish tu could just be Joe College.
Sam Winchester: Nah, that's okay. tu know, truth is, even at Stanford, deep down, I never really fit in.
Dean Winchester: Well, that's cuz you're a freak.
Sam Winchester: Yeah, thanks.
Dean Winchester: Well I'm a freak, too. I'm right there with you, all the way.
Dean Winchester: Argh, the thought of him driving my car.
Sam Winchester: Ah come on.
Dean Winchester: It's killing me!
Sam Winchester: Let it go.
Dean Winchester: [Shape-Shifter Dean] Even when we were kids, I always kicked your ass!
Dean Winchester: That had better be you, Sam, and not that freak of nature!
Sam Winchester: Yeah, it's me! It went to Rebecca's, looking like you.
Dean Winchester: Well, it's not stupid... it picked the handsome one.
Dean Winchester: All right, but first I want to find that handsome devil and kick the holy crap out of him!
Dean Winchester: [after looking at the breaking news reportar with a drawn picture of himself on the TV] Aww! That's not even a good picture!
Seeing that Sam is not listening to him
Dean Winchester: Sam wears women's underwear.
Dean Winchester: Dude, what kind of people are tu hanin' out with?
Sam Winchester: We gotta find a phone, call the police.
Dean Winchester: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. tu gonna put a APB out one me?
[]Sam Winchester:[/b] How can tu tell?
Dean Winchester: Because there's another puke-inducing pile siguiente to your face.
Sam looks over, sees the blob, and gags
Dean Winchester: I really wish things could be different, tu know, I wish tu could just be Joe College.
Sam Winchester: Nah, that's okay. tu know, truth is, even at Stanford, deep down, I never really fit in.
Dean Winchester: Well, that's cuz you're a freak.
Sam Winchester: Yeah, thanks.
Dean Winchester: Well I'm a freak, too. I'm right there with you, all the way.
Dean Winchester: Argh, the thought of him driving my car.
Sam Winchester: Ah come on.
Dean Winchester: It's killing me!
Sam Winchester: Let it go.
Dean Winchester: [Shape-Shifter Dean] Even when we were kids, I always kicked your ass!
Dean Winchester: That had better be you, Sam, and not that freak of nature!
Sam Winchester: Yeah, it's me! It went to Rebecca's, looking like you.
Dean Winchester: Well, it's not stupid... it picked the handsome one.
Dean Winchester: All right, but first I want to find that handsome devil and kick the holy crap out of him!
Dean Winchester: [after looking at the breaking news reportar with a drawn picture of himself on the TV] Aww! That's not even a good picture!
Seeing that Sam is not listening to him
Dean Winchester: Sam wears women's underwear.
Dean Winchester: Dude, what kind of people are tu hanin' out with?
Sam Winchester: We gotta find a phone, call the police.
Dean Winchester: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. tu gonna put a APB out one me?