Trickster: [to Sam] Let me tell you, whoever zei Dean was the dysfunctional one, has never seen u with a sharp object in your hands.
Sam Winchester: Man, I had a weird dream.
Dean Winchester: Yeah? Clowns of midgets?
Dean Winchester: My God, you're a freak.
Dean Winchester: I'm tellin' you, Sam, this job is small-fry. We should be spending our time hunting down Bela.
Sam Winchester: Sure, we'll get right on that. Where is she again?
Dean Winchester: Shut up.
Dean Winchester: Sammy, I get all tingly when u take control like that.
Sam Winchester: Yesterday was Tuesday, right? But today is Tuesday,...
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