“The thing is, the two of us have been down very similar roads. I mean, we were in the same cliques first. We both felt the same pressures, same expectations. Our parents were like children, and we both grew into kind of bad versions of ourselves way too fast. So I think you know I get it. They never really gave us a chance, did they - our parents? They didn’t know how. Look, the thing is, you made your dream happen, all right? And even though I didn’t quite get there, when it was taken away from me,I dealt with it alone. That was stupid, selfish and wrong. So if your mom tries to take your dream away from you and you feel that same pain I did I’ve sort of been there, okay? I’m gonna be kind of pissed off if you don’t come talk to me about it. Anyway, thank you for coming today. It means a lot. I know you didn’t know Quentin but it doesn’t surprise me that you’re thinking about other people when all this stuff is going on with you. That’s not bad for a girl who never had a chance.”
Sam: "When's Dad gonna get back?" Dean: "Tomorrow." Sam: "When?" Dean: "I dunno. He usually comes in late though. Now eat your dinner." Sam: "I'm sick of scabetti-ohs." Dean: "Well... You're the one who wanted them!" Sam: "I want lucky charms!" Dean: "There's no more lucky charms." Sam: "I saw the box!" Dean: "Okay, maybe there is, but there's only enough for one bowl and I haven't had any yet."