Dean: Hey, look at me. It’s not even that bad. It’s not even that bad, all right? Sammy? Sam! Hey, listen to me. We’re gonna patch you up, okay? You’re gonna be good as new. I’m gonna take care of you. I’m gonna take you care of you. I’ve got you. That’s my job, right? Watch out for my pain-in-the-ass little brother? Sam? Sam! Sammy!
[Sam’s eyes slide shut. His entire body slumps forward]
Sherlock: I’ve not respected your privacy. I apologize for that. Please know, I value you for more than just the many benefits you’ve brought into my life. I value you as a person. Watson: That’s nice. It really is. But your apologies always seem to come after you already got what you wanted.