Out of curiosity, I went to look it up:
DEAN: You'll bring him back?
DEMON: I will. And because I'm such a saint, I'll give you one year. And one year only. But here's the thing. If you try and welch or weasel your way out, then the deal is off. Sam drops dead. He's back to rotten meat in no time. So...it's a better deal than your dad ever got. What do you say?
Right? (to the perky old lady killer)
It's hard to see, yet, whyfor the extended previouslies, though.
Dean might not want to take the chance that "you" might be plural, not singular. Pesky English and its pesky imprecisions.
Pesky nit -- how many jackets and ties do the boys really own?
I'm sure they need to change them to signal "different day," but still. They live out of a few duffel bags and a car.
AmyLiz, I suspect shoplifting and then later ditching of the items at Goodwill.
"You think about fairy tales often?"
"Actually those guys were a little chubby."
I love that Sam figured things out so quickly.
Sam is so smart!
"We have to do research now, don't we?"
Maybe Sam took the same Folklore course at college that I did.