Supernatural · Season 1
I swore I was done hunting, for good.
Come on, it wasn't easy, but it wasn't that bad.
Yeah? When I told Dad I was scared of the thing in my closet, he gave me a .45.
Well, what was he supposed to do?
I was nine years old. He was supposed to say, "Don't be afraid of the dark."
Don't be afraid of the dark? What, are you kidding me? Of course you should be afraid of the dark! You know what's out there!
I can't do this alone.
Yes, you can!
Yeah... Well, I don't want to.
I swear, man, you gotta update your cassette tape collection.
Why?
Well, for one, they're cassette tapes. And two: Black Sabbath, Motörhead, Metallica?! It's the greatest hits of mullet rock.
Well, house rules, Sammy. Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cake hole.
You know, Sammy is a chubby twelve-year-old. It's Sam, okay?
Sorry, I can't hear you. The music's too loud.
You can pretend all you want, Sammy. But sooner or later you're going to have to face up to who you really are.
And who is that?
One of us.
Hey, Dean. What I said earlier, about Mom and Dad, I'm sorry.
[holds up hand to stop Sam] No chick flick moments.
Alright... jerk.
Bitch.
So you want to give us your real name?
I told you, it's Nugent. Ted Nugent.
I'm not sure you realize just how much trouble you're in here.
We talking, like, misdemeanor kind of trouble? Or, uh... "squeal like a pig" trouble?
We cannot let that Haley girl go out there.
Oh yeah? What are we gonna tell her? She can't go into the woods because of a big scary monster?
Yeah.
Her brother's missing, Sam. She's not just gonna sit this out. Now, we go with her, we protect her, and we keep our eyes peeled for our fuzzy predator-friend.
Finding Dad's not enough? [slams trunk] Now we gotta babysit, too?
And you're hiking out in biker boots and jeans?
Well, sweetheart, I don't do shorts.
You wanna tell me what's goin' on in that freaky head of yours?
Dean...
No, you're not fine. You're like a powder keg, man; it's not like you. I'm supposed to be the belligerent one, remember?
That is not how you yell like that. [holds up their dad's journal] This book. This is Dad's single most valuable possession. Everything he knows about every evil thing is in here. And he's passed it on to us. I think he wants us to pick up where he left off, you know, saving people, hunting things — the family business.
That makes no sense. Why, why doesn't he just call us? Why doesn't he tell us what he wants; tell us where he is?
I dunno. But the way I see it, Dad's given us a job to do and I intend to do it.
Dean, no. I gotta find Dad. I gotta find Jessica's killer. It's the only thing I can think about.
Okay, alright, Sam; we'll find them, I promise. Listen to me. You've gotta prepare yourself. I mean, this search could take a while, and all that anger, you can't keep it burning over the long haul, it's gonna kill you. You gotta have patience, man.
How do you do it? How does Dad do it?
Well, for one, them. [looks over at Haley and her brother] I mean, I figure our family's so screwed to hell; maybe we can help some others. Makes things a little bit more bearable. I'll tell you what else helps: killing as many evil sons of bitches as I possibly can.
Must you cheapen the moment?
Yeah.
[looking at Dean] Must be hard with your sense of direction — never being able to find your way to a decent pickup line.
"Kids are the best"? You don't even like kids.
I love kids.
Name three children that you even know.
[Dean thinks; Sam begins to walk away; Dean scratches his head]
I'm thinking!
So, crayons is more your thing? That's cool. Chicks dig artists. Hey, these are pretty good. You mind if I sit and draw with you for a while? I'm not so bad myself. You know, I'm thinking you can hear me, you just don't want to talk. I don't know exactly what happened to your dad, but I know it was something real bad. I think I know how you feel. When I was your age, I saw something... anyway... well, maybe you don't think anyone will listen to you, or uh... or believe you. I want you to know that I will. You don't even have to say anything, you could draw me a picture about what you saw that day with your dad on the lake.
[continues drawing]
Okay, no problem. This is for you. [hands Lucas the picture he drew] This is my family. [points to the people he drew] That's my dad. That's my mom. That's my geek brother, and that's me. Alright, so I'm a sucky artist. I'll see you around, Lucas.
[To Andrea about Lucas] Kids are strong. You'd be surprised what they can deal with.
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