Dean Winchester: Crap... So, what now?Sam Winchester: We could tell them the truth.Dean Winchester: Really?Sam Winchester: No, not really.
Dean Winchester: Hey, hey... come here, come here, let me look at ya.Dean Winchester: Oh, hey look, it's not even that bad... It's not even that bad, alright? Sammy, Sam! Hey, listen to me, we are going to patch you up okay... You'll be as good as new. Huh? I'm going to take care of you, I'm going to take care of you! I gotcha. It's my job, right, watch after my pain-in-the-ass little brother... Sam... Sam... Sam! Sammy!Dean Winchester: No. No-no-no-no-no-no. Oh, God. Oh, God... Sam!
Sam Winchester: The ice caps are melting. People marching. A little bit of, uh, craziness in the movie world. Businessman billionaire turned President, embroiled in yet another controversy. And that is pretty much the world - uh, our world - right now.Bobby Singer: Let me get this right - the ice caps are melting, a movie where a girl goes all the way with a fish wins Best Picture, and that damn fool idjit from "The Apprentice" is President.Sam Winchester: Yeah.Bobby Singer: And you call where we come from "Apocalypse World?"
Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cake hole.