"Supernatural" Trial and Error (TV Episode 2013) Poster

(TV Series)

(2013)

Jensen Ackles: Dean Winchester

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  • Dean Winchester : I haven't had my own room... ever. I'm making this awesome. I've got my kickass vinyl. I've got this killer mattress. Memory foam - it remembers me. There's no funky smell. There's no creepy motel stains.

    [Sam drops a gum wrapper on the floor] 

    Dean Winchester : Really?

    Sam Winchester : Sorry.

  • Dean Winchester : [cooking]  Impressed?

    Ellie : I do like a man who can handle his meat.

  • Dean Winchester : [to Hellhound]  Oh, so you're Crowley's bitch. I guess pets do really look like their owners.

  • Ellie : And, well, her last album was a bunch of holiday songs for dogs. My favorites were "Jingle Bark Rock" and "Don't Pee on This Tree: Happy Arbor Day."

    Dean Winchester : So she's the Devil?

    Ellie : Pretty much.

  • Sam Winchester : So, what; God wants us to take the SATs?

    Kevin Tran : Yes. Uh, He works in mysterious ways.

    Dean Winchester : Yeah, mysterious douchey ways.

  • Sam Winchester : [Pointing to the hamburger Dean has placed in front of him]  You made these?

    Dean Winchester : We have a real kitchen now.

    Sam Winchester : I know. I - I just didn't think you knew what a kitchen was.

    Dean Winchester : I'm nesting, OK? Eat.

  • Ellie : [after Dean is bit by a hellhound]  You need to go to a hospital.

    Dean Winchester : I've had worse.

    [She looks at Sam] 

    Sam Winchester : Yeah, he's had worse.

  • Ellie : Job is yours if you want it. But I gotta warn you, it's crap work.

    Dean Winchester : [Cut to them shoveling poop in the stables]  Crap. She literally meant "crap".

    [to horse] 

    Dean Winchester : I hate you.

  • Sam Winchester : Meet the Cassitys, small-time farmers who struck oil on their land in February of '03. It's weird because geological surveys-...

    Dean Winchester : Yeah, you had me at "weird".

  • Ellie : They had this big dinner and after, I saw him kissing Margie. I ran. I didn't know what to do. But Crowley found me. We talked. He seemed so nice.

    Dean Winchester : The best con men always do.

  • Ellie : So... I think you're really hot. You wanna go to my room and have sex?

    Dean Winchester : [Stunned by her bluntness]  What?

  • Dean Winchester : I'm gonna go for a supply run because we need goofer dust, and the kid needs to eat something that's not ground-up hooves and pigs' anuses.

    [Sam makes a face] 

    Dean Winchester : Not that there's anything wrong with that.

  • Dean Winchester : I think we've still got some Jesus juice left in the trunk. All right, I'll take care of the X-ray specs. You stay here. Do not let J.R. and the gang out of your sight, all right?

  • Dean Winchester : Sam, be smart.

    Sam Winchester : I am. And so are you. You're not a grunt, Dean, you're a genius. When it comes to lore, you're the best damn hunter I've ever seen. Better than me, better than Dad. I believe in you, Dean, so please, please, believe in me too.

  • Ellie : Alice Cassity's a piece of something, all right. But what are we gonna do? She's the boss.

    Dean Winchester : Drink?

  • Alice Cassity : What was that thing?

    Dean Winchester : It was a Hellhound. See, when you sell your soul to a demon, they're the ones that come and rip it out of you.

    Alice Cassity : Demon?

    Dean Winchester : Crowley. Poncey guy, about yay big, mountain of dicks.

  • Ellie : You bed down in here. Breakfast is at 5, dinner is at 8, and in between you're mine. Questions?

    Dean Winchester : [Whispers]  I miss my room.

  • Dean Winchester : If you come across anything on hellhounds; drop a dime; because between the claws, the teeth, and the invisibility; those bitches can be real... bitches.

  • Dean Winchester : You look like hammered crap.

    Kevin Tran : Yeah.

    Sam Winchester : Are you sleeping?

    Kevin Tran : Not really.

    Dean Winchester : Eating?

    Kevin Tran : Hot dogs, mostly.

    Dean Winchester : Sure, breakfast of champions... I feel dirty saying this, but you might want a salad. And a shower.

  • Dean Winchester : Anybody with a Hellhound on their ass is gonna be showing signs; hallucinating, freaking out; the usual.

    Sam Winchester : And if we find someone?

    Dean Winchester : You get 'em clear. I spike Fido. The crowd goes wild.

  • Kevin Tran : You've got to kill a hound of hell and bathe in its blood.

    Dean Winchester : Awesome.

    Sam Winchester : Awesome?

    Dean Winchester : Yeah. Hey, if this means icing all demons, I got no problem gutting some devil dog and letting Calgon take me away.

  • Dean Winchester : I got you a present.

    [Holds up pill bottles] 

    Dean Winchester : The blue ones are for the headaches and the green ones are for pep. Don't OD.

    Kevin Tran : Thanks?

  • Dean Winchester : Hellhounds like to collect on crossroads deals. So all we got to do is track down some loser who signed over his special sauce 10 years ago, get between him and Clifford the Big Dead Dog.

  • Sam Winchester : Uh, *they're* on lockdown, and *you* need back-up.

    Dean Winchester : No, I don't.

    Sam Winchester : Yes, you do.

    Dean Winchester : No, I need you to be safe, Sam. K? That's what I need.

    Sam Winchester : What? When am I--when are we ever safe?

    Dean Winchester : This is different.

    Sam Winchester : How?

    Dean Winchester : Because of the three trials crap. Yep. God's little obstacle course. We've been down roads like this before, man... With Yellow-Eyes, with Lucifer, Dick-friggin-Roman. We both know where this ends. One of us dies, or worse.

    Sam Winchester : So what--you just up and decided it's gonna be you?

    Dean Winchester : I'm a grunt, Sam. You're not--you've always been the brains of this operation, and you told me yourself that you see a way out--you see a light at the end of this ugly ass tunnel--I don't. But I'll tell you what I do know, is that I'm gonna die with a gun in my hand.

    [pause] 

    Dean Winchester : That's what I have waiting for me--that's all I have waiting for me. I want you to get out--I want you to have a life--become a man of letters, whatever. You, with a wife and kids, and grandkids livin' till you're fat and bald and chuggin' Viagra. That is my perfect ending, and it's the only one that I'm gonna get. So I'm gonna do these trials, I'm gonna do them alone, end of story. You're stayin' here; I'm going out there. If a land shark comes knockin', you call me. If you try to follow me, I'm gonna put a bullet in your damn leg.

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