I love that Sam automatically knows to trust Dean.
I want to torture you. I used to love it, and it's been a long time. I mean, the last time I tortured someone, they didn't even have chainsaws.
Angel ,'Chosen'
Supernatural 1: Saving People, Hunting Things - the Family Business
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Theresa - Jan 01, 2008 10:34:34 am PST #5371 of 10002
"What would it take to get your daughter to stop tweeting about this?"
Amy - Jan 01, 2008 10:34:36 am PST #5372 of 10002
Because books.
The look on his face when he says, "You're not my dad."
Jesus. Heart. Breaking.
Also, because Sam trusts DEAN. As always. Heartbreaking for John, in that case, and maybe for Sammy, too.
Cass - Jan 01, 2008 10:34:51 am PST #5373 of 10002
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
I adore that Sam just believes Dean.
Hello, smoking hot demon. Um, I mean, evil, yeah. But JDM just smokes in this scene.
askye - Jan 01, 2008 10:35:16 am PST #5374 of 10002
Thrive to spite them
JDM does such a great job being the YED.
Amy - Jan 01, 2008 10:35:31 am PST #5375 of 10002
Because books.
JDM's extra deep, whiskey voice in this scene ... GUH.
Anne W. - Jan 01, 2008 10:35:53 am PST #5376 of 10002
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.
The shift in his voice when he says "I thought so."
GUH.
askye - Jan 01, 2008 10:36:43 am PST #5377 of 10002
Thrive to spite them
Oh, the lip quiver from Dean/
oh, dean.
Theresa - Jan 01, 2008 10:37:09 am PST #5378 of 10002
"What would it take to get your daughter to stop tweeting about this?"
Very Guh.
::big puddle now::
Anne W. - Jan 01, 2008 10:37:17 am PST #5379 of 10002
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.
"He says hi, by the way..."
Beverly - Jan 01, 2008 10:37:20 am PST #5380 of 10002
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
In the Night Country. Gah.