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tigriswolfWell... here's some more things they'd never say.
The boys are riding along in the Metallicar when Dean starts singing. Sam steadfastly ignores him.
Dean: Bravely bold Sir Samuel rode forth from Stanford. He was not afraid to die, oh brave Sir Samuel. He was not at all afraid to be killed in nasty ways, brave, brave, brave, brave Sir Samuel. He was not in the least bit scared to be mashed into a pulp, or to have his eyes gouged out, and his elbows broken. To have his kneecaps split, and his body burned away, and his limbs all hacked and mangled, brave Sir Samuel. His head smashed in and heart cut out, and his liver removed, and his bowels unplugged, and his nostrils ripped and his bottom burned off and his penis...
Sam: Okay, that’s enough! No more singing!
AU where Dean and Sam have been visiting with The Demon, trying to determine if they want a job working for it. Dean has dreamed his whole life of becoming The Demon’s right hand man. He’s just discovered that The Demon is covering up horrible sins.
Sam: Dean—why couldn't you have stayed calm for once, instead of flying off the handle!? I hope you're happy! I hope you're happy now. I hope you're happy how you hurt your cause forever. I hope you think you're clever!
Dean: I hope you're happy. I hope you're happy, too. I hope you're proud how you would grovel in submission to feed your own ambition.
Both: So though I can't imagine how, I hope you're happy right now.
Sam: Dean, listen to me. Just say you're sorry. You can still be with The Demon, what you've worked and waited for. You can have all you ever wanted.
Dean: I know. But I don't want it—No, I can't want it anymore. Something has changed within me. Something is not the same. I'm through with playing by the rules of someone else's game. Too late for second-guessing, too late to go back to sleep. It's time to trust my instincts, close my eyes, and leap! It's time to try defying gravity. I think I'll try defying gravity. And you can't pull me down!
Sam: Can't I make you understand? You're having delusions of grandeur.
Dean: I'm through accepting limits 'cause someone says they're so. Some things I cannot change, but till I try, I'll never know! Too long I've been afraid of losing love I guess I've lost. Well, if that's love, it comes at much too high a cost! I'd sooner buy defying gravity. Kiss me goodbye, I'm defying gravity. And you can't pull me down. Sam—come with me. Think of what we could do… together. Unlimited—together we're unlimited. Together we'll be the greatest team there's ever been. Sam, dreams, the way we planned 'em.
Sam: If we work in tandem…
Both: There's no fight we cannot win. Just you and I defying gravity. With you and I defying gravity.
Dean: They'll never bring us down! Well? Are you coming?
Sam: I hope you're happy now that you're choosing this.
Dean: You too. I hope it brings you bliss.
Both: I really hope you get it. And you don't live to regret it. I hope you're happy in the end, I hope you're happy, my brother.
Dean: So if you care to find me, look to the western sky! As someone told me lately:
"Ev'ryone deserves the chance to fly!" And if I'm flying solo, at least I'm flying free. To those who'd ground me, take a message back from me. Tell them how I am defying gravity. I'm flying high, defying gravity. And soon I'll match them in renown. And nobody in all the world, no Demon that there is or was is ever gonna bring me down!
Sam: I hope you're happy!
The Demon about Dean: Oh he'll kill me one day or another. But he will remember forever that I caught him, and I held him prisoner. So there's my immortality, hey?
Dean: You are losing my interest, and that is very dangerous.
Sam is being held prisoner by the Demon. Dean has just come into the fortress in disguise.
Sam to the Demon: I would not be you for all the world. You have let your doom in by the front door, but it will not depart that way!
Same universe—
The Demon to Sam: You may come and go as you please. My secrets guard themselves. Will yours do the same?
Sam: But I'm always dreaming, even when I'm awake; it is never finished.
Dean and Sam are lost in a maze created by some evil. They’ve asked a cat for help.
Dean: Why won't you help us? Why must you always speak in riddles?
The Cat: Because I be what I be. I would tell you what you want to know if I could, man, but I be a cat. And no cat anywhere ever gave anyone a straight answer.
Dean: I am a hero. And heroes know that things must happen when it is time for them to happen. The quest may not simply be abandoned.
Sam: What if there is no happy ending at all?
Dean: There are no happy endings because nothing ever ends.
The boys are riding along in the Metallicar when Dean starts singing. Sam steadfastly ignores him.
Dean: Bravely bold Sir Samuel rode forth from Stanford. He was not afraid to die, oh brave Sir Samuel. He was not at all afraid to be killed in nasty ways, brave, brave, brave, brave Sir Samuel. He was not in the least bit scared to be mashed into a pulp, or to have his eyes gouged out, and his elbows broken. To have his kneecaps split, and his body burned away, and his limbs all hacked and mangled, brave Sir Samuel. His head smashed in and heart cut out, and his liver removed, and his bowels unplugged, and his nostrils ripped and his bottom burned off and his penis...
Sam: Okay, that’s enough! No more singing!
AU where Dean and Sam have been visiting with The Demon, trying to determine if they want a job working for it. Dean has dreamed his whole life of becoming The Demon’s right hand man. He’s just discovered that The Demon is covering up horrible sins.
Sam: Dean—why couldn't you have stayed calm for once, instead of flying off the handle!? I hope you're happy! I hope you're happy now. I hope you're happy how you hurt your cause forever. I hope you think you're clever!
Dean: I hope you're happy. I hope you're happy, too. I hope you're proud how you would grovel in submission to feed your own ambition.
Both: So though I can't imagine how, I hope you're happy right now.
Sam: Dean, listen to me. Just say you're sorry. You can still be with The Demon, what you've worked and waited for. You can have all you ever wanted.
Dean: I know. But I don't want it—No, I can't want it anymore. Something has changed within me. Something is not the same. I'm through with playing by the rules of someone else's game. Too late for second-guessing, too late to go back to sleep. It's time to trust my instincts, close my eyes, and leap! It's time to try defying gravity. I think I'll try defying gravity. And you can't pull me down!
Sam: Can't I make you understand? You're having delusions of grandeur.
Dean: I'm through accepting limits 'cause someone says they're so. Some things I cannot change, but till I try, I'll never know! Too long I've been afraid of losing love I guess I've lost. Well, if that's love, it comes at much too high a cost! I'd sooner buy defying gravity. Kiss me goodbye, I'm defying gravity. And you can't pull me down. Sam—come with me. Think of what we could do… together. Unlimited—together we're unlimited. Together we'll be the greatest team there's ever been. Sam, dreams, the way we planned 'em.
Sam: If we work in tandem…
Both: There's no fight we cannot win. Just you and I defying gravity. With you and I defying gravity.
Dean: They'll never bring us down! Well? Are you coming?
Sam: I hope you're happy now that you're choosing this.
Dean: You too. I hope it brings you bliss.
Both: I really hope you get it. And you don't live to regret it. I hope you're happy in the end, I hope you're happy, my brother.
Dean: So if you care to find me, look to the western sky! As someone told me lately:
"Ev'ryone deserves the chance to fly!" And if I'm flying solo, at least I'm flying free. To those who'd ground me, take a message back from me. Tell them how I am defying gravity. I'm flying high, defying gravity. And soon I'll match them in renown. And nobody in all the world, no Demon that there is or was is ever gonna bring me down!
Sam: I hope you're happy!
The Demon about Dean: Oh he'll kill me one day or another. But he will remember forever that I caught him, and I held him prisoner. So there's my immortality, hey?
Dean: You are losing my interest, and that is very dangerous.
Sam is being held prisoner by the Demon. Dean has just come into the fortress in disguise.
Sam to the Demon: I would not be you for all the world. You have let your doom in by the front door, but it will not depart that way!
Same universe—
The Demon to Sam: You may come and go as you please. My secrets guard themselves. Will yours do the same?
Sam: But I'm always dreaming, even when I'm awake; it is never finished.
Dean and Sam are lost in a maze created by some evil. They’ve asked a cat for help.
Dean: Why won't you help us? Why must you always speak in riddles?
The Cat: Because I be what I be. I would tell you what you want to know if I could, man, but I be a cat. And no cat anywhere ever gave anyone a straight answer.
Dean: I am a hero. And heroes know that things must happen when it is time for them to happen. The quest may not simply be abandoned.
Sam: What if there is no happy ending at all?
Dean: There are no happy endings because nothing ever ends.
Dean: Shepherds we shall be, for Thee, my Lord, for Thee—
Sam: Would you shut up!
Dean: Why? It’s an awesome movie!
Sam: Would you shut up!
Dean: Why? It’s an awesome movie!
Dean: Daniel's traveling tonight on a plane.
Sam: That's nice. Who's Daniel?
Dean: I dunno. But I can see the red taillights headin' for Spain.
Sam: That's nice. Who's Daniel?
Dean: I dunno. But I can see the red taillights headin' for Spain.
Dean and Sam are locked in a basement.
Sam: You know that little voice in your head that tells you when to stop? When to keep your mouth shut? When to shut the fuck up because you're digging a hole too deep to climb out of?
Dean: Nope.
Sam: Yeah, I couldn't tell.
Dean: Then why'd you ask?
Sam: Shut up!
Sam: You know that little voice in your head that tells you when to stop? When to keep your mouth shut? When to shut the fuck up because you're digging a hole too deep to climb out of?
Dean: Nope.
Sam: Yeah, I couldn't tell.
Dean: Then why'd you ask?
Sam: Shut up!
Dean: Which came first--the chicken or the egg?
Sam: Does it matter? They both taste good.
Dean: Not as good as me.
Sam: Well, duh.
Sam is at Jessica's grave.
Sam: I feel embarrassed to say this to anyone else... but his penis is so beautiful I just want to knit it a hat.
A very stupid creature/monster is blocking Dean's way.
Dean: Kindly let me pass.
VSC/M: Uh, no. Sorry, but a toll is a toll, and a roll is a roll, and if we don't get no tolls, then we don't eat no rolls. [Proudly] I made that up.
Dean: It's very fascinating. But I'm afraid I'm going to have to hurt you.
VSC/M: [taking off his leather glove and slapping Dean with it] I challenge you to a duel.
Dean: [picking an iron gauntlet up from the dinner table and smacking VSC/M across the face with it, knocking him down] I accept!
CD's right hand demon interrupts a party down in Hell.
CDRH: Sire, I have news!
CD: It's not bad news, is it? You know I can't take bad news. I had a good night's sleep, I had a good B.M. I don't wanna hear any bad news. So tell me, what kind of news is it?
CDRH: Well, to be perfectly frank, it's bad.
CD: [shouts] I knew it! I knew it would be bad news. Wait, maybe if you were to tell me the *bad* news in a *good* way, it wouldn't sound so bad.
CDRH: [thinking] Bad news in a good way. [hysterically] I just saw Dean Winchester, he's back from his sabbatical, you know, he just kicked the crap out of me and my men, he hates you and he loves his brother, Sam! He wants to see you hanged, we, we're in a lot of trouble.
CD: [furious] Are you insane? Stop laughing! This is terrible news!
CD to Dean: So it's come to this, has it? A fight to the death, mano a mano, man to man, just you and me and my guards!
John: Wanna know what I think?
Sam: Of course.
John: I think it's better to break a man's leg than his heart.
John: You could be crippled for the rest of your life.
Dean: I was crippled for the rest of my life. I got better. He made me better. Hell, you made me better.
John has awoken Dean after losing a fight
Dean: I lost?
John: No, you clobbered him.
Dean: I'm fine, Dad. I don't need your help and I sure as shit don't need your charity. Leave me alone.
John: Son, what are you so mad at?
Dean: You, you fucking bastard.
Bobby after Sam and Dean show up next season: One comeback I can take, but two? Who's next? Lazarus?
Sam: Jesus Christ. I want to be a horse.
Dean: You're almost big enough.
Dean: She certainly has a mind of her own.
Sam: Yeah. I hate that in a woman.
Sam: Years of dreams just can't be wrong!
Dean to John: Just wishing I could do the job for you, sir. I'd give her a HA! And a HI-YA! And then a OUU-WA! And I'd kick her, sir.
Dean to Sam: Wha - ? Hey! Why are you circling me? What were you, a vulture in another life?
Dean: I'm not afraid of you.
CD: I can fix that.
Dean: I don't want your money.
exPiP: What do you want then?
Dean: Unfortunately, nothing you can give.
Dean: I am calm. I am heartless. I have no fear whatsoever.
Sam: Let us open a bottle and do our best to save each other's souls.
Dean: Alas, I am not permitted.
Sam: Fine then, you talk, I'll drink.
CD has said he'll cut out Dean's heart with a spoon
CD's cousin: Why a spoon, cousin? Why not an axe?
CD: Because it's DULL, you twit. It'll hurt more.
Sam: You came for me... You're alive...
Dean: I would die for you.
Dean: Do you yield?
CD: I'd rather roast in hell.
John to Sam and Dean: Hate me today, hate me tomorrow--hate me for all the things I didn’t do for you.
Dean: You know what, Dad? Why don't you just go jump into a volcano! I'm sick and tired of always following you--do you even care about me?
John: Now, Dean, that's en--
Sam: Shut up, Dad. Let him finish.
Sam: Does it matter? They both taste good.
Dean: Not as good as me.
Sam: Well, duh.
Dean: There is something you should understand about the way I work. When you need me but do not want me, then I must stay. When you want me but no longer need me, then I have to go. It's rather sad, really, but there it is.
Idiot PiP: We will never want you!
Dean: Then I will never go.
Dean: I NEVER say "please"!
pre-pilot
John: How's the reading coming along?
LilDean: Oh... alright. I still haven't gotten to the end of the story, though.
John: There's no need. You are the end of the story.
Idiot PiP: We will never want you!
Dean: Then I will never go.
Dean: I NEVER say "please"!
pre-pilot
John: How's the reading coming along?
LilDean: Oh... alright. I still haven't gotten to the end of the story, though.
John: There's no need. You are the end of the story.
Sam is at Jessica's grave.
Sam: I feel embarrassed to say this to anyone else... but his penis is so beautiful I just want to knit it a hat.
A very stupid creature/monster is blocking Dean's way.
Dean: Kindly let me pass.
VSC/M: Uh, no. Sorry, but a toll is a toll, and a roll is a roll, and if we don't get no tolls, then we don't eat no rolls. [Proudly] I made that up.
Dean: It's very fascinating. But I'm afraid I'm going to have to hurt you.
VSC/M: [taking off his leather glove and slapping Dean with it] I challenge you to a duel.
Dean: [picking an iron gauntlet up from the dinner table and smacking VSC/M across the face with it, knocking him down] I accept!
CD's right hand demon interrupts a party down in Hell.
CDRH: Sire, I have news!
CD: It's not bad news, is it? You know I can't take bad news. I had a good night's sleep, I had a good B.M. I don't wanna hear any bad news. So tell me, what kind of news is it?
CDRH: Well, to be perfectly frank, it's bad.
CD: [shouts] I knew it! I knew it would be bad news. Wait, maybe if you were to tell me the *bad* news in a *good* way, it wouldn't sound so bad.
CDRH: [thinking] Bad news in a good way. [hysterically] I just saw Dean Winchester, he's back from his sabbatical, you know, he just kicked the crap out of me and my men, he hates you and he loves his brother, Sam! He wants to see you hanged, we, we're in a lot of trouble.
CD: [furious] Are you insane? Stop laughing! This is terrible news!
CD to Dean: So it's come to this, has it? A fight to the death, mano a mano, man to man, just you and me and my guards!
John: Wanna know what I think?
Sam: Of course.
John: I think it's better to break a man's leg than his heart.
John: You could be crippled for the rest of your life.
Dean: I was crippled for the rest of my life. I got better. He made me better. Hell, you made me better.
John has awoken Dean after losing a fight
Dean: I lost?
John: No, you clobbered him.
Dean: I'm fine, Dad. I don't need your help and I sure as shit don't need your charity. Leave me alone.
John: Son, what are you so mad at?
Dean: You, you fucking bastard.
Bobby after Sam and Dean show up next season: One comeback I can take, but two? Who's next? Lazarus?
Sam: Jesus Christ. I want to be a horse.
Dean: You're almost big enough.
Dean: She certainly has a mind of her own.
Sam: Yeah. I hate that in a woman.
Sam: Years of dreams just can't be wrong!
Dean to John: Just wishing I could do the job for you, sir. I'd give her a HA! And a HI-YA! And then a OUU-WA! And I'd kick her, sir.
Dean to Sam: Wha - ? Hey! Why are you circling me? What were you, a vulture in another life?
Dean: I'm not afraid of you.
CD: I can fix that.
Dean: I don't want your money.
exPiP: What do you want then?
Dean: Unfortunately, nothing you can give.
Dean: I am calm. I am heartless. I have no fear whatsoever.
Sam: Let us open a bottle and do our best to save each other's souls.
Dean: Alas, I am not permitted.
Sam: Fine then, you talk, I'll drink.
CD has said he'll cut out Dean's heart with a spoon
CD's cousin: Why a spoon, cousin? Why not an axe?
CD: Because it's DULL, you twit. It'll hurt more.
Sam: You came for me... You're alive...
Dean: I would die for you.
Dean: Do you yield?
CD: I'd rather roast in hell.
John to Sam and Dean: Hate me today, hate me tomorrow--hate me for all the things I didn’t do for you.
Dean: You know what, Dad? Why don't you just go jump into a volcano! I'm sick and tired of always following you--do you even care about me?
John: Now, Dean, that's en--
Sam: Shut up, Dad. Let him finish.
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Date: 2006-07-03 07:23 pm (UTC)BDS, RH:MiT, and so much more! I think I have to love for the RH:MiT if nothing else.
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Date: 2006-07-03 07:37 pm (UTC)