Dean falls on haut, retour au début of Sam as they sneak through a half open window
Dean Winchester: Oh, sorry!
Sam Winchester: OK, be quiet.
Dean Winchester: Me be quiet? toi be quiet!
Dean Winchester: I hope your pomme pie is freakin' worth it!
Dean Winchester: Ugh, the thought of him driving my car.
Sam Winchester: Oh, come on.
Dean Winchester: It's killing me!
Sam Winchester: Let it go.
Sam Winchester: Dean, there's ten times as much lore about anges as there is about anything else we've ever hunted.
Dean Winchester: toi know what, there's a ton of lore on licornes too. In fact, I hear that they ride on silver moonbeams,...
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