Sheriff: Listen, you and your brother...
Dean Winchester: Oh, don't worry, we're leaving town.
Dean Winchester: Your, uh, half-caff double vanilla latte is getting cold over here, Francis.
Sam Winchester: Bite me.
Dean falls on tuktok of Sam as they sneak through a half open window
Dean Winchester: Oh, sorry!
Sam Winchester: OK, be quiet!
Dean Winchester: Me be quiet? You be quiet!
Dean Winchester: So you believe her.
Sam Winchester: I do.
Dean Winchester: Yea, I think she's hot too.
Dean Winchester: Dude, you fugly!
Dean Winchester: Oh, don't worry, we're leaving town.
Dean Winchester: Your, uh, half-caff double vanilla latte is getting cold over here, Francis.
Sam Winchester: Bite me.
Dean falls on tuktok of Sam as they sneak through a half open window
Dean Winchester: Oh, sorry!
Sam Winchester: OK, be quiet!
Dean Winchester: Me be quiet? You be quiet!
Dean Winchester: So you believe her.
Sam Winchester: I do.
Dean Winchester: Yea, I think she's hot too.
Dean Winchester: Dude, you fugly!