Supernatural2005

Dean Winchester:
So now we know where the Devil's gonna be, we know when, and we have the Colt.

Sam Winchester:
Yeah. We just have to get past, eight or so Hellhounds and get to the farm by midnight.

Dean Winchester:
And that's after we get Jo and Ellen the hell outta town.

Sam Winchester:
Won't be easy.

Dean Winchester:
Stretcher?

Sam Winchester:
I'll see what we got.

Jo Harvelle:
Stop. Guys, stop. Can we uh, be realistic about this please? I can't move my legs. I can't be moved. My guts are bein' held in by an Ace bandage. We gotta... we gotta get our priorities straight here. Number one, I'm not going anywhere.

Ellen Harvelle:
Joanna Beth, you stop talkin' like that.

Jo Harvelle:
Mom. I can't fight. I can't walk. But I could do something. We've got propane, wiring, rock salt, iron nails, everything we need.

Sam Winchester:
Everything we need?

Jo Harvelle:
To build a bomb, Sam.

Dean Winchester:
No. Jo, no.

Jo Harvelle:
You got another plan? You got *any* other plan? Those are Hellhounds out there Dean. They've got all of our scents. Those b*tches will *never* stop coming after you. We let the dogs in, make a break for the building next over, and I can wait here with my finger on the button. Rip those mutts a new one. Or at least get you a few minutes head start anyway.

Ellen Harvelle:
No, I, I won't let you!

Jo Harvelle:
This is why we're here, right? If I could get us a shot on the Devil... Dean we have to take it.

Ellen Harvelle:
No! That's not...

Jo Harvelle:
Mom. This might literally be your last chance to treat me like an adult? You might want to take it?

Ellen Harvelle:
[crying] Well you heard her. Get to work.