Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-Son. -Hmm.
Where's my dad?
MARY: Jessica, let me see that ring.
I saw a place a few miles back. I'm gonna go check it out.
Let's go have a drink or something.
-Jessica. JESSICA: Ha.
[ALL LAUGH]
You're right. That doesn't make any sense.
I guess I was wrong.
NEWSCASTER: And today marks the anniversary of the crash...
She's not a spirit.
Good. I'm dying to see him.
DEAN: Ha-ha. -Yeah.
Right.
CARMEN: Congratulations. SAM: Thank you.
It put its hand on me and then I woke up next to some hot chick.
Hey. Hey.
Please.
MARY: I just wish your dad was here.
Just a touch of olive oil in. Okay. That's all.
Carmen just called and said you just took off all of a sudden.
Why do I have to be some kind of hero?
Supposedly, yes.
You make learning fun. Ha-ha.
But people are alive because of you. It's worth it, Dean.
What are you doing here?
I got you.
-Happy birthday. -Thank you.
Sorry can't hear you
Get some rest.
DEAN: Sammy, look at you. -Hey.
Yeah.
What are you calling me a bitch for?
You needed a silver knife dipped in lamb's blood why?
Of course, I know what you'd say.
Dean. Stay with us.
DEAN: I mean, it could, you know....
She's still alive. Sam.
Why couldn't you have left well enough alone?
SAM: Night, Mom. Yeah, well, I'm beat.
And I wish to hell I could stay and fix it.
It just makes you think it has. Look, man, that thing could come back...