Sam: When Max locked me in that closet, that big cabinet against the door, I moved it.
Dean: te have a little bit più upper body strength than I give te credit for!
Sam: Well, I'll tell te one thing. We're lucky we had Dad.
Dean: I never thought I'd hear te say that.
Dean: I know what we need to do about your premonitions. I know where we have to go.
Sam: Where?
Dean: Vegas. What? Come on man! Craps table? We'd clean up!
Sam: Well, don't look at me like that.
Dean: I'm not looking at te like anything...but I do gotta say te look like crap.
Sam: Nice...thanks.
Sam: te can't tell me this doesn't...