Post by Spuffy on Sept 14, 2005 17:40:16 GMT -5
Episode 1 quotage!
Sam Winchester: What the hell are you doing here ?
Dean Winchester: I was looking for a beer.
Sam Winchester: Dean... what the *hell* are you doing here?
Sam Winchester: Okay, all right. We gotta talk.
Sam Winchester: Uhm... the phone ?
Dean Winchester: If I woulda called you would you have picked up?
Dean Winchester: I love the Smurfs.
Sam Winchester: When I told Dad I was scared of the thing in my closet, he gave me a .45.
Dean Winchester: What was he supposed to do?
Sam Winchester: I was *nine* years old. He was supposed to say, "Don't be afraid of the dark"!
Dean Winchester: "Don't be afraid of the dark'"? Are you kidding me? Of course you should be afraid of the dark. You know what's out there!
Sam Winchester: Dad let you go on a hunting trip by yourself?
Dean Winchester: I'm 26, dude.
Sam Winchester: So how'd you pay for that stuff ? You and dad still running credit card scams ?
Dean Winchester: Well, yeah. Hunting ain't exactly a proball career. Besides, all we do is apply. It's not our fault they send us the cards...
Sam Winchester: You know, Sammy is a shortcut you tell a five-year-old. It's Sam.
Dean Winchester: Sorry, I can't hear you. The music's too loud.
Sam Winchester: So what's the theory ?
Ranger Wilkinson: Seriously? We don't know. Serial murder, Kidnapping ring...
Dean Winchester: Well, that's exactly the kinda crack police work I'd expect outta you guys..
Homeland Security Man: Can I help you, boys ?
Dean Winchester: No, sir, we were just leaving.
[two FBI agents walk past them]
Dean Winchester: Agent Mulder. Agent Scully.
Dean Winchester: You're such a control freak!
Dean Winchester: No chick-flick moments.
Sam Winchester: Chick?
Dean Winchester: Bitch.
Dean Winchester: Problem, oficers ?
Ranger Wilkinson: So... Fake US Marshal. Fake credit cards. You got anything that's real ?
Dean Winchester: My boots.
Homeland Security Man: Boy, you are officially a suspect.
Dean Winchester: That makes sense, 'cause when the first victim went missing in '82, I was three.
Dean Winchester: Nice work, Sammy.
Sam Winchester: Yeah, wish I could say the same thing about you. What were you thinking shooting Caspar in the face, you freak!
Dean Winchester: Hey, saved your ass!
Sam Winchester: What the hell are you doing here ?
Dean Winchester: I was looking for a beer.
Sam Winchester: Dean... what the *hell* are you doing here?
Sam Winchester: Okay, all right. We gotta talk.
Sam Winchester: Uhm... the phone ?
Dean Winchester: If I woulda called you would you have picked up?
Dean Winchester: I love the Smurfs.
Sam Winchester: When I told Dad I was scared of the thing in my closet, he gave me a .45.
Dean Winchester: What was he supposed to do?
Sam Winchester: I was *nine* years old. He was supposed to say, "Don't be afraid of the dark"!
Dean Winchester: "Don't be afraid of the dark'"? Are you kidding me? Of course you should be afraid of the dark. You know what's out there!
Sam Winchester: Dad let you go on a hunting trip by yourself?
Dean Winchester: I'm 26, dude.
Sam Winchester: So how'd you pay for that stuff ? You and dad still running credit card scams ?
Dean Winchester: Well, yeah. Hunting ain't exactly a proball career. Besides, all we do is apply. It's not our fault they send us the cards...
Sam Winchester: You know, Sammy is a shortcut you tell a five-year-old. It's Sam.
Dean Winchester: Sorry, I can't hear you. The music's too loud.
Sam Winchester: So what's the theory ?
Ranger Wilkinson: Seriously? We don't know. Serial murder, Kidnapping ring...
Dean Winchester: Well, that's exactly the kinda crack police work I'd expect outta you guys..
Homeland Security Man: Can I help you, boys ?
Dean Winchester: No, sir, we were just leaving.
[two FBI agents walk past them]
Dean Winchester: Agent Mulder. Agent Scully.
Dean Winchester: You're such a control freak!
Dean Winchester: No chick-flick moments.
Sam Winchester: Chick?
Dean Winchester: Bitch.
Dean Winchester: Problem, oficers ?
Ranger Wilkinson: So... Fake US Marshal. Fake credit cards. You got anything that's real ?
Dean Winchester: My boots.
Homeland Security Man: Boy, you are officially a suspect.
Dean Winchester: That makes sense, 'cause when the first victim went missing in '82, I was three.
Dean Winchester: Nice work, Sammy.
Sam Winchester: Yeah, wish I could say the same thing about you. What were you thinking shooting Caspar in the face, you freak!
Dean Winchester: Hey, saved your ass!