Dean:: ...then head south, Bisbee by midnight. Sam wears women's underwear.'
Dean: Well, so you lie to them?
Sam: No, I just don't tell them...everything.
Dean: Yeah, that's called lying.
Dean: What it sucks, but with a job like this you can't get close to people, period.
Sam: You're kinda anti-social, you know that?
Dean: So the neighbours dog went psycho right around the time Zack's girlfriend was killed
Sam: Animals can have a sharp sense of paranormal
Dean: Yeah, maybe Fido saw something
Sam: So, you think maybe this is our kind of problem?
Dean: No, probably not. But we should look at the security tape just to make sure.
Sam: Yeah.
Dean: Yeah.
Dean: Alright, so what are we doing here 5:30 in the morning?
Sam: I realised something. the video tape showed the killer going in but not coming out.
Dean: So it came out the back door.
Sam: Right. So there should be a trail to follow. A trail the police would never find.
Dean: 'Cause they think the killer never left, because they caught your friend inside still don't know that we're doing here at 5:30 in the morning...
Dean: Hey! Remember I said this wasn't our kind of problem?
Sam: Yeah
Dean: Definately our kind of problem.
Sam: So watcha find out?
Sam: Lemme ask you this. In all this shapeshifter lore, can any of them fly?
Dean: Not that I know
Sam: I picked up a trail here. Someone ran out the back of this building and headed off this way
Dean: Just like your friend Zack's house.
Sam: Yeah. And just like Zack's house, the trail suddenly... ends. And whatever it is, it just disappeared.
Dean: Well, there's another way to go.. down.
Dean: You know what? I just had a sick thought. When the shape shifter changes shape maybe it sheds.
Sam: That is sick.
Dean: I hate to say it, but that's exactly what I'm talking about. You lied to your friends because if they knew the real you, they'd be freaked. It's just... It'll be easier if...
Sam:...I was like you.
Dean: Hey man, like it or not we're not like other people. But I'll tell you one thing. This whole gig...it ain't without perks.
Dean: I think we're close to its lair.
Sam: Why do you say that?
Dean: 'Cause there's another puke-inducing pile next to your face.
Sam: Don't move! What have you done with him?
Shapeshifter as Dean: Dude! Chill! It's me, alright?
Sam: No. I don't think so. Where's my brother?
Shapeshifter as Dean: You're about to shoot him. Sam calm down.
Sam: You caught those keys with your left. Your shoulder was hurt?
Shapeshifter as Dean: Yeah, it's better. What do you want me to do, cry?
Sam: You're not my brother.
Shapeshifter as Dean: Why don't you pull the trigger then? 'Cause your not sure. Dude! You know me!
Sam: Don't...
Shapeshifter as Dean: He's sure got issues with you. You got to go to college. He had to stay home - I mean, I had to stay home - with dad. You don't think I had dreams of my own? But dad needed me. Where the hell were you?
Dean: That better be you Sam and not that freak of nature.
Sam: Yeah, it's me. He went to Becca's house... Looking like you.
Dean: Well he's not stupid, he picked the handsome one.
Sam: Come on! We gotta find a phone, call the police.
Dean: Whoa! Whoa whoa whoa! You gonna put an APB out on me?
Dean: Man! That's not even a good picture!
Sam: It's good enough.
Dean: But first I want to find that handsome devil and kick the holy crap out him.
Sam: We have no weapons, no silver bullets.
Dean: Sam, the guy's walking around with my face ok? It's a little personal, I want to find him!
Sam: The car?
Dean: I'm betting he drove over to Rebecca's.
Sam: The news said he set out on foot. I bet its still parked there.
Dean: Augh! The thought of him driving my car!
Sam: Oh come on!
Dean: It's killing me!
Sam: Let it go.
Dean: Ah ha! There she is! Finally something went right tonight. Dean: Ah crap.
Shapeshifter as Dean: Even when we were kids, I always kicked your ass!
Dean: Sorry man.
Sam: About what?
Dean: I really wish things could be different you know? I wish you could just be... Joe College.
Sam: Nah, it's ok. You know, the truth is even at Stanford, deep down I never really fit in.
Dean: Well that's 'cause you're a freak.
Sam: Yeah, thanks.
Dean: Well, I'm a freak too. I'm right there with you... All the way.
Sam:Yeah, I know you are.
Dean: You know I gotta say... I'm sorry I'm gonna miss it.
Sam: Miss what?
Dean: How many chances am I gonna have to see my own funeral?
Dean: Well, so you lie to them?
Sam: No, I just don't tell them...everything.
Dean: Yeah, that's called lying.
Dean: What it sucks, but with a job like this you can't get close to people, period.
Sam: You're kinda anti-social, you know that?
Dean: So the neighbours dog went psycho right around the time Zack's girlfriend was killed
Sam: Animals can have a sharp sense of paranormal
Dean: Yeah, maybe Fido saw something
Sam: So, you think maybe this is our kind of problem?
Dean: No, probably not. But we should look at the security tape just to make sure.
Sam: Yeah.
Dean: Yeah.
Dean: Alright, so what are we doing here 5:30 in the morning?
Sam: I realised something. the video tape showed the killer going in but not coming out.
Dean: So it came out the back door.
Sam: Right. So there should be a trail to follow. A trail the police would never find.
Dean: 'Cause they think the killer never left, because they caught your friend inside still don't know that we're doing here at 5:30 in the morning...
Dean: Hey! Remember I said this wasn't our kind of problem?
Sam: Yeah
Dean: Definately our kind of problem.
Sam: So watcha find out?
Sam: Lemme ask you this. In all this shapeshifter lore, can any of them fly?
Dean: Not that I know
Sam: I picked up a trail here. Someone ran out the back of this building and headed off this way
Dean: Just like your friend Zack's house.
Sam: Yeah. And just like Zack's house, the trail suddenly... ends. And whatever it is, it just disappeared.
Dean: Well, there's another way to go.. down.
Dean: You know what? I just had a sick thought. When the shape shifter changes shape maybe it sheds.
Sam: That is sick.
Dean: I hate to say it, but that's exactly what I'm talking about. You lied to your friends because if they knew the real you, they'd be freaked. It's just... It'll be easier if...
Sam:...I was like you.
Dean: Hey man, like it or not we're not like other people. But I'll tell you one thing. This whole gig...it ain't without perks.
Dean: I think we're close to its lair.
Sam: Why do you say that?
Dean: 'Cause there's another puke-inducing pile next to your face.
Sam: Don't move! What have you done with him?
Shapeshifter as Dean: Dude! Chill! It's me, alright?
Sam: No. I don't think so. Where's my brother?
Shapeshifter as Dean: You're about to shoot him. Sam calm down.
Sam: You caught those keys with your left. Your shoulder was hurt?
Shapeshifter as Dean: Yeah, it's better. What do you want me to do, cry?
Sam: You're not my brother.
Shapeshifter as Dean: Why don't you pull the trigger then? 'Cause your not sure. Dude! You know me!
Sam: Don't...
Shapeshifter as Dean: He's sure got issues with you. You got to go to college. He had to stay home - I mean, I had to stay home - with dad. You don't think I had dreams of my own? But dad needed me. Where the hell were you?
Dean: That better be you Sam and not that freak of nature.
Sam: Yeah, it's me. He went to Becca's house... Looking like you.
Dean: Well he's not stupid, he picked the handsome one.
Sam: Come on! We gotta find a phone, call the police.
Dean: Whoa! Whoa whoa whoa! You gonna put an APB out on me?
Dean: Man! That's not even a good picture!
Sam: It's good enough.
Dean: But first I want to find that handsome devil and kick the holy crap out him.
Sam: We have no weapons, no silver bullets.
Dean: Sam, the guy's walking around with my face ok? It's a little personal, I want to find him!
Sam: The car?
Dean: I'm betting he drove over to Rebecca's.
Sam: The news said he set out on foot. I bet its still parked there.
Dean: Augh! The thought of him driving my car!
Sam: Oh come on!
Dean: It's killing me!
Sam: Let it go.
Dean: Ah ha! There she is! Finally something went right tonight. Dean: Ah crap.
Shapeshifter as Dean: Even when we were kids, I always kicked your ass!
Dean: Sorry man.
Sam: About what?
Dean: I really wish things could be different you know? I wish you could just be... Joe College.
Sam: Nah, it's ok. You know, the truth is even at Stanford, deep down I never really fit in.
Dean: Well that's 'cause you're a freak.
Sam: Yeah, thanks.
Dean: Well, I'm a freak too. I'm right there with you... All the way.
Sam:Yeah, I know you are.
Dean: You know I gotta say... I'm sorry I'm gonna miss it.
Sam: Miss what?
Dean: How many chances am I gonna have to see my own funeral?
