nitaleto:

Dean: You said it yourself once – that no matter what we do, they’re gone. And they’re never coming back.

Sam: Don’t you say that! Don’t you…. not after all this, don’t you say that.

Dean: Sam, look…the three of us, that’s all we have. And that’s all I have. Sometimes I feel like I’m barely holding it together, man. Without you and Dad…..