— Frigging cops.
— They're just doing their job.
— No, they're doing our job. Only they don't know it, so they suck at it.
Sammy wherever you are, Mom is a babe. I'm going to Hell. Again.
— I'm just saying we landed in some dimension where you're Jensen Ackles, and I'm something called a Jared Padalecki.
— So what, now you're Polish?!
— So you're really from '09?
— Yeah, 'fraid so.
— Some free advice? You ever get bac.
— Dude, you have a camel in your backyard.
— It's an alpaca, dumbass.
— I'm your brother. I wanna make sure you're okay.
— Dude, I'm okay. I'm okay, okay? The next person who asks me if I'm okay, I'm gonna start throwing punches. These are your issues. Quit dumping them on me.
— What?
— It's really interesting... this obedience you have to Dad. It's like, "Oh, what would Dad want?" You spent your life slugging it out with that man. You picked a fight with him the last time you saw him. Now that he's dead you wanna make it right? Sorry, but you can't. It's too late.
— Why are you saying this to me?
— I want you to be honest with yourself. I'm dealing with Dad's death. Are you?
— What's going on with everybody?
— I don't know.
— My neighbor… Mr. Rodgers, h-
— You've got a neighbor named Mr. Rodgers?
— Not anymore.
His name is Misha!… Misha?! Misha? Jensen? …What's with names around here?
Just because you can do what you want doesn't mean that you get to do whatever you want!
— Oh, you know, I thought you were supposed to be impressive. All you do is black out the room?
— And the eastern seaboard.
— I'm calmed down. Somebody stole my car.
— The 67' Impala, was that yours? Well, it was in a tow-away zone.
— No, it wasn't!
— It was when I finished with it.