Why you?
Why me what?
Why do you have to hunt monsters? Why not let someone else do it?
I can't find anybody else that dumb. It's my job, somebody's gotta save people's asses. Yours included.
So, is there a quota? How many people do you have to save?
All of 'em.
All of them? You think you have to save everyone?
Yup. Whole wide world of sports.
How? [Dean hesitates] Believe me, whatever you've got, I've heard weirder.
It's the end of the world, okay? I mean, it's the damn biblical apocalypse. And if I don't stop it and save everyone then no one will and we all die.
That's horrible.
Tell me about it.
I mean, apocalypse or no apocalypse. Monsters or no monsters. It's a crushing weight to have on your shoulders, to feel like six billion lives depend on you. God, how do you get up in the morning?






