"I'm thinking!"
Sophie: Yeah, well, girls don’t like guys who still live at home.
Dean: tu know, Sam, we are allowed to have fun once in a while. That’s fun.
Andrea: Must be hard, having your sense of direction, never being able to find your way to a decent pick-up line.
Sam: “Kids are the best”? tu don’t even like kids.
Dean: I amor kids!
Sam: Name three children that tu even know.
*Dean scratches his head, Sam walks away*
Dean: I’m thinking!
Dean: No wonder that kid was so freaked. Watching one of your parents die isn’t something tu just get over.
Dean: Chicks dig artists.
Dean: This is my family. That’s my dad, that… that’s my mom, that’s my geek brother, and that’s me. All right, so I’m a sucky artist.
Sam: Well, I think it’s seguro to rule out Nessie.
Dean: Maybe tu think that no one will listen to you, o believe you, but I want tu to know that I will.
Dean: You’re scared. It’s okay. I understand. tu see, when I was your age, I saw something real bad happen to my mom, and I was scared, too. I didn’t feel like talking, just like you. But my mom, I know she would’ve wanted me to be brave, and I’d think about that every day, and I’d do my best to be brave.
Dean: Oh, college boy, thinks he’s so smart.
Sam: tu know, um… what tu dicho about Mom…. tu never told me that before.
Dean: It’s no big deal. Oh, God, we’re not gonna hafta hug o anything, are we?”
Sam: Door number two sounds good.
Jake: That’s the one I’d pick.
Sam: Who are you, and what have tu done with my brother?
Dean: Shut up.
Dean: tu can’t bury the truth, Jake.
Lucas: Zeppelin rules!
"I'd do my best to be brave."
