Dean: Nice reflexes /'ri:fleksiz/.

Sam: No. I knew it was gonna happen.

Dean: Okay. Look, I’m sure that there’s some sort of an explanation.

Sam: You’re just gonna have to go with me on this, all right, Dean? You just have to. You owe me that much.

Dean: Calm down.

Sam: Don’t tell me to calm down! I can’t calm down. I can’t because…

Dean: Because what?

Sam: Because you die today, Dean.

Dean: I’m not gonna die, not today.

Sam: Twice now, I’ve watched you die. And I can’t. I won’t do it again, okay? You’re just gonna have to believe me. Please.

Dean: All right. I still think you’re nuts, but, okay, whatever this is, we’ll figure it out.