5x7- The curious case of Dean Winchester

Cicero

 

Wr. Sera Gamble - Jenny Kein

Dr. Robert Singer

 

 

_And by the way, how are you doing?

_Doing?

_Yeah. You know, just in general.

_Oh, you mean my legs. Well, I'm just weeping in my Häagen-Dazs, idiot!
 

 

 

 

_Okay! It was a game.

_Like Xbox?

_What's Xbox? No. Poker. High stakes. Instead of cash, you play for years.

 

 

 

_Bobby? What are you doing here?

_Planting daisies. What's it look like? Came in on the case.

_And you beat me here?

_Brains trumps legs, apparently.

_So you find the game?

_Yup.

_Did you stop it? Bobby?

_Not exactly.

_What did you do?

_I played, okay?

_And?

_I lost.

_Are you kidding me? You played some he-witch?

_Don't take that tone with me.

_You idiot.

_They're my years, I can do what I want.
 

 

 

 

_Look, I don't know what it is you think I did to your wife or girlfriend, mother or sister... but I just want you to know my feeelings were real.
 

 

 

_You want years? Great. Play me for them.

_Fine.

_Dean, no!

_They're my years, I can do what I want.
 

 

 

_Who the hell are you?

_Dude, relax. It's me.

_Dean?

_Hi.

_What the hell happened?

_I, you know, found the game.

_You... I thought you said you were good at poker.

_I am. Shut up.
 

 

 

 

_Hurry up, you crybaby.

_Pound it up your ass, Ironsides.