Character: Dean Winchester. Page 5

- He's gone.
- You think?
- He always does. He became bored and he's... he's... pulling the strings. So it was with the World of the Apocalypse and... maybe with all the other worlds. He leaves and starts a new story. But you know what? That's good. Because if he dumped once we left. For the first time - just us.
And somewhere three billion ghosts.
Yes. Just think, only another Apocalypse.

We thought that we have free will, but all the time were rats in a maze. Yes, we had a choice to go left or right, but we still were the rats in a fucking maze.

And his smile... kind and good, but like "I'll puke!"

- Cool. Will leave us torn apart. We stay here and what, die of hunger?
- Well, I won't die of hunger...
- Good for you!

- Dean! Dean, we have a problem.
- Yes, not the word. Look.
- Is it me?
The Internet writes that you have your own law firm and you love cabbage. Listen and check out his impassioned speech.
[Buy a treadmill, don't drink coffee, and eat a raw food diet. God save the cabbage, right? To put it bluntly...]
- Okay.
- No, no, but it gets worse.
[- ... it's hard to hear, but work to the best of your abilities requires all your mental energy to the last drop.]
- Here.
[Is it impossible to combine with such things as a hobby or even a family.]
- So, that's enough, Dean.

Don't drink too much tomorrow in the way. No rest for the bombers.
- I think a point in our favor. Nice. Leave on a positive note.
Yeah. The key word is leave.
- Well, I'm sorry.
- I'm sorry? Ha, ha... sorry For what? I apologize for the fact that you fought for the life of Donatello, but when it comes to you, you just give up? Or that all these years, all my life I looked up to you, learned from you, copied you? I followed you to hell and back. Are you sorry for what all of this means nothing?
- Who said that?!
- You! When you told me that I have to kill you. When you told me that I should throw away everything we're fighting for. Throw the faith! To throw a family! We're the guys who save the world. We can't just throw it away!
Sam, I tried everything. All! My hands have one card, and I shall play it.
- Today you have one card, but tomorrow we'll find another one! But if you surrender now, no tomorrow will not be! You're telling me that they see no other option. I, too, Dean! While! But what you're doing now is wrong. You're giving up! Look what happened today. Donatello has never ceased to fight, and so we were able to help him... I believe in us, Dean. I believe in us!
- Hey, Hey, Hey!
- Why do you also not believe in us?
Okay, Sam... I Went home.
What?
- Went home. Maybe Billy was wrong. Maybe... But I believe in us. I believe in all of us.

Are you serious? Up and tell the truth.
- And why not?
- Because we're human. And when people really, really need - we lie.

- Now you're a grown man, and I am incredibly proud of you. I was just hoping that, in the end, you'd be a normal, peaceful life, a family.
- I have a family.

But, let's say we could send dad back with all this knowledge. Why stop at a small? Why not send him even further back and let someone else save the world? But here's the problem. What we will be? Will we better? Well, maybe. But I'll tell you honestly, I don't know how would become the Dean Winchester. I like what I am now. And I like what you have become. Because our lives are ours. And maybe I'm too old to want to change them. I do not want.

And this guy decide our fates?
- He administers, he is the mouthpiece. Conductor inspired to lead.
- Conduct. The good news. This is what, the Newest Testament?
Someday these books will be known as the Winchester gospel.
- You're kidding!

There is no one more dangerous fool who imagines himself a mission.

Only... he... has No soul.
- We are all not perfect.

- Tell me bitch, what's happening to me!
- Polished vodka beer and ate bad tacos?

- Big daddy bloodsucker? I won't miss it. But that's your business. I understand. I will follow you. I trust you.
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- I don't trust him. He's hiding something. I can feel it.