Dean: “Hey Cas listen, what you’re doing for Claire — helping her find her mom, it’s good-it’s a good thing.”
Castiel: “But?”
Dean: “Where does it end? I’m not trying to be a dick, but truth is you’re not her dad, in fact you’re not anything to her except a constant reminder of someone that’s gone.”
Claire: “You always get along with your mom?”
Sam: “Never got the chance to find out. My mom died when I was a baby.”
Claire: “I’m-I’m sorry, I didn’t-”
Sam: “Oh no, it’s okay. I got to know her later in life. And yeah, I suppose we got along okay.”
Claire: “What?”
Sam: “In this line of work, death isn’t always goodbye.”
Sam: “Here we go.”
Claire: “Seriously, it’s that easy.”
Sam: “Yes. I can also show you how to set-up fake credit cards, it will make life on the road a lot easier.”
Claire: “You guys are credit card scammers too?”
Sam: “Yeah, hunting monsters doesn’t exactly pay the bills.”
Claire: “Then why do you do it?”
Sam: “To help people. make a difference.”
Claire: “That’s it?”
Sam: “That’s not enough?”
Dean: “Alright. You know what, if we stay cooped up in this motel room all night I’m gonna lose my mind.”
Claire: “Spoiler alert, you already have.”
Dean: “We help people. at least we try to.”
Claire: “Like Castiel helped my Dad?”
Dean: “Claire, what happened to your dad, I’m sorry, okay, I really am. But, uh, there’s something you gotta know; your dad’s sacrifice was not meaningless, okay he gave up his body, his vessel. Because he did that, Cas was able to save the world, the world. Your father’s a hero, he did not die in vain.”
Castiel: “Amelia, I promised to protect your family, and I failed.”
Ameila: “Not if Claire’s alive, that’s all that matters.”
Castiel: “She’s grown up to be a very strong-willed young woman.”
Sam: “Since when do angels feed on humans?”
Tamiel: “Since the dawn of man.”
Sam: “What are you talking about?”
Tamiel: “Your souls are little slices of Heaven, that are, if properly kept, very delicious meals. Can last for years, decades even.”
Sam: “You’re not an angel, you’re a monster.”
Dean: “You know, Claire… you already got your revenge. you go down this path – our path… it’s not a long life
.”
Claire: “I don’t know. You seem pretty old.”
Dean: “Thanks.”
Claire: “Are you gonna be okay?”
Dean: “Me? I don’t know. But I will keep fighting. I’ll keep swinging until I got nothing left
.”
Claire: “Will you keep an eye on him? He’s been through enough.”
Dean: “So have you. Claire, do your homework before you do anything stupid, okay? And we’re here if you need us, any time.”
Castiel: “Someone just tell me she’s going to be ok.”
Taxi driver: “Going home or leaving home?”
Claire: “Just… going.”



