"On April 24, 1967, the 100 millionth GM vehicle rolled off the line at the plant in Janesville — a blue two-door Caprice. There was a big ceremony, speeches. The lieutenant governor even showed up. Three days later, another car rolled off that same line. No one gave two craps about her. But they should have, because this 1967 Chevrolet Impala would turn out to be the most important car — no, the most important object — in pretty much the whole universe. The Impala, of course, has all the things other cars have. And a few things they don’t. But none of that stuff is important. This is the stuff that’s important: the army man that Sam crammed into the ashtray, it’s still stuck there. The Legos that Dean shoved into the vents, to this day, he comes on, they can hear them rattle. These are the things that make the car theirs, really theirs. Even when Dean rebuilt it from the ground up, he made sure all these little things stayed. ‘Cause its the blemishes that make her beautiful.”
"— Or they’d try to have a movie night and whisper arguments back and forth at each other (which Sam had to stifle laughter at because it was utterly ridiculous watching how serious and frustrated they would get while Dean’s head was in Cas’ lap and their hands laced together) until Sam had to separate them by sitting between them, which only led to them arguing over or behind him. Sam couldn’t remember the last time he watched a movie start to finish and actually was able to pay attention to the entire thing."