2x15- Tall tales

Wr. John Shiban

Dr. Bradford May

 

 

_Dean, what are you drinking?

_I don´t know, man. I think they´re called purple nurples.

 

 

 

_Hold on  minute.

_What? Come on, dude. That´s not how it happened.

_No? So you never drank a purple nurple?

_Yeah. Maybe that.

 

 

 

_Here´s to us.

_My God, you are attractive.

_Thanks, but no time for that now. You need to tell me about this urban legend. Please, lives are at stake.

_I´m sorry, I just... I can´t even concentrate. It´s like staring... into the sun.

_Dean, what do you think you´re doing?

_Sam, please. If you wouldn´t mind, give me five minutes here.

_Dean, this is a very serious investigation. We don´t have time for any of your blah, blah, blah....

 

 

 

_Son of a bitch! Sam! You think this is funny?

_It depends. What?

_The car.

_What about the car?

_You can´t left the air out of the tires. You gonna bend the rims.

_Wait a minute. I didn´t go near your car.

_Oh, yeah? Then how´d I find this?

_Hey, give me back my money.

_Oh, no. No. Consider it reparations for emotional trauma.

_Yeah, very funny. Now, give it back.

_No.

_Dean, I have had it up to here with you.

_Yeah? Right back at you.

_God, get off me.

_Give it back.

 

 

 

_Okay. I´ve heard enough.

_You showed up about an hour after that.

_I´m surprised at you two. I really am. Sam, first off, Dean did not steal your computer.

_But I...

_Shh. And Dean, Sam did not touch your car.