Waiter: You have got to try our ice cream extreme. It’s extreme.
Sam: Uh, no extremities, please.
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Sam: Up in Concrete, Washington, eyewitness reports of a ghost that's been haunting the showers of a women's health facility. The victim claims that the ghost threw her down a flight of stairs. I can see you're very interested.
Dean: Women, showers. We got to save these people.
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Dean: I got to tell you, I’m pretty disappointed.
Sam: You wanted to save naked women.
Dean: Darn right I wanted to save some naked women.
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Dean: So what, Bigfoot breaks into a liquor store jonesing for some hooch? Amaretto and Irish Cream. He's a girl-drink drunk.
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Dean: Or it’s a Bigfoot. You know, and he’s some kind of alcoholo-porno addict. Kind of like a deep-woods Duchovny.
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Sam: Are we... should we... are we going to kill this teddy bear?
Dean: How? Do we shoot it, burn it?
Sam: I don't know. Both?
Dean: How do we even know that's gonna work? I mean I don't want some giant, flaming, pissed-off teddy on our hands.
Sam: Yeah. Besides, I get the feeling that the bear isn't really the, you know, core problem here.
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Wesley Mondale: Aren't you the guys from the Health Department?
Sam: Yeah. And florists on the side.
Dean: Plus FBI. And on Thursdays, we're teddy bear doctors.
Wesley Mondale: Huh?
Dean: Doesn't matter who we are. What matters is what we know.
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Dean: The things that I saw. There aren’t words. There is no forgetting. there’s no making it better. Because it is right here… forever. You wouldn’t understand. and I could never make you understand. So I am sorry.
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