Character: Dean Winchester. Page 3

- Seriously, in hell.

- Where have you been?
- Let me paraphrase - where the hell were you worn?! And why didn't he answer calls?

- You said correctly, we are a family. We do not abandon our relatives.

- You are a moronic hippie adult wandering in the desert.

- Alas, we met in a bad period.
- Alas, I don't have others.

- Heaped up! Get in the car!

- ... Imagine he has boobs.

As long as I'm around, nothing bad will happen to you.

It was easier for him to push Sam away than to understand him. This, in your opinion, is not cowardice? You are much bolder and kinder than your father, so do a favor: don't be the same.

- Why did you fall? Why did you want to become a person?
- You don't understand?
- Nope! We are a bunch of wretched assholes: we eat, defecate, rush, coward!
- Not only. There is loyalty, mercy, love...
- Pain!
- Chocolate cake.
- Guilt!
- Sex.
- I have nothing to cover here.
- No, you're right, Dean... So many feelings, not too noble... You know, I would give everything not to go back there, that's it!
- What are they worth, these feelings?
- I don't want to be an angel.
- What are you saying?! You are strong, perfect, you never doubt yourself, god forbid, nothing!
- Perfection... like marble statues, cold, no choice, only obedience! Dean, do you know how many angels have been honored to see God? How many are there?
- Everything?
- There are four of them! And I'm not one of them.
- Total? Then how do you know He is?
- We take it for granted, and if we don't, we get killed. I have been on Earth for two thousand years, just watching silently, invisibly, in wanderings... I missed home, waiting for an order from an unknown father to at least understand something.

- That's all the details, Dean!
- Details are everything.

- Don't you dare say that!

- Did you even protect yourself?
- I had a blade.

Dean, I'm your brother, I want to know that you're okay.
Yeah, I'm fine, I'm fine. The one who once again asks if I'm okay, I'll give eyes, okay? Torments himself and leave me alone!
What do you mean?
- Yes that you got through every word of the father! The father wanted me to do! Sam, you're whole life was like a cat with a dog. My God, you got into a fight with him even at the last meeting! But after his death, decided to make it up, right? I'm sorry, but I can't. Too late, Sam.
- Why are you telling me this?
- So you were honest with yourself! I used to live without it! And you?