Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

DEAN: Ha-ha. -Yeah.
Let's go have a drink or something.
Supposedly, yes.
Yeah.
It put its hand on me and then I woke up next to some hot chick.
CARMEN: Congratulations. SAM: Thank you.
MARY: Jessica, let me see that ring.
She's still alive. Sam.
You needed a silver knife dipped in lamb's blood why?
What are you doing here?
[ALL LAUGH]
Where's my dad?
Why do I have to be some kind of hero?
It just makes you think it has. Look, man, that thing could come back...
Right.
DEAN: I mean, it could, you know....
Hey. Hey.
And I wish to hell I could stay and fix it.
I got you.
NEWSCASTER: And today marks the anniversary of the crash...
Why couldn't you have left well enough alone?
I saw a place a few miles back. I'm gonna go check it out.
But people are alive because of you. It's worth it, Dean.
SAM: Night, Mom. Yeah, well, I'm beat.
What are you calling me a bitch for?
Please.
You make learning fun. Ha-ha.
-Jessica. JESSICA: Ha.
Dean. Stay with us.
Of course, I know what you'd say.
-Son. -Hmm.
Good. I'm dying to see him.
Carmen just called and said you just took off all of a sudden.
I guess I was wrong.
Sorry can't hear you
She's not a spirit.
Get some rest.
MARY: I just wish your dad was here.
-Happy birthday. -Thank you.
Just a touch of olive oil in. Okay. That's all.
You're right. That doesn't make any sense.
DEAN: Sammy, look at you. -Hey.