1 x 16- Shadow

Chicago, Illinois

Wr. Eric Kripke

Dr. Kim Manners

_Spoke to Amy, a charming, perky officer of the law.
_Yeah? What did you find out?
_Well, she´s a sagittarius. she love tequila. I mean... Oh, and she´s got this tattoo, right...
_Dean!

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_Talked to the bartender.
_You get anything? Besides her number?
_Dude, I´m a professional. I´m offended that you would think that. All right.
_You mind doing a little bit of thinking with your upstairs brain, Dean?
[...]
_So the only successful intel we´ve scored so far is the bartender phone number.

_Meg.
_Sam. Sam, is that you? Oh, my gosh.
[...]
_I don´t know,man, it´s weird.
_Well, what was she saying? I treat you like luggage? What, were you bitching about me to a chick?
[...]
_There´s something strange going on.
_Tell me about it. She wasn´t that into me.
_No, man. I mean our kind of strange.

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-What are you gonna do when it´s over?
_It´s never gonna be over. There´s gonna be others. There´s gonna be something to hunt.

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_Don´t take this the wrong way, but your girlfriend is a bitch.

_Baby, I´ve killed a lot more for a lot less.

_Were you just trying to distract me while your brother cuts free.
_No. No. It was because I have a knife of my own.

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_Hey, Sam, nex time you gonna get laid find a girl that´s not so buckets of crazy, huh?

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_Dad.
_Hey, boys.

_Sam, wait. Dad you can´t come with us.
_What? What are you talking about?
-You boys... You´re beat to hell.
_We´ll be all right.
_Dean, we should stick together. We´ll go after this demon together.
_Sam, listen to me. We almost got Dad killed in there. Don´t you understand? They´re not gonna stop.