Dean: "Another Horseman. Must be Thursday."
Sam: (inching forward
) "Yeah, I'm going to regret this."
Bobby: (to Dean
) "Don't you ever get tired of being wrong?"
Note to self: In the unlikely event that I
- Get married
- Get possessed
- Get killed by my spouse
- Resurrect with
(a) a message for my partner from Death
(b) a growing, irresistible hunger for human flesh
It is better to write a note conveying Death's message and then use one of the dozens of guns in the house to shoot myself in the head
, rather than making my grieving spouse a serial uxoricide.