Supernatural2005

Frank Devereaux:
Did I mention you look awful?

Dean Winchester:
Yes! Maybe because somebody I cared about just got shot in the head. And this is like- shoving a rock up a hill. And... screw you!

Frank Devereaux:
Here's my advice you didn't ask for. Quit.

Dean Winchester:
What?

Frank Devereaux:
You wanna keep going?

Dean Winchester:
[sternly] I want Dick Roman on a spit.

Frank Devereaux:
[sarcastically] But you're gonna drive yourself into the ground first. Good plan!

Dean Winchester:
[sighs, quietly] I'm not gonna quit. Not even an option. Not gonna walk out on my brother.

Frank Devereaux:
Okay, then fine. Do what I did.

Dean Winchester:
[sarcastically] Huh! What? Go native? Stock up on C rations? [Shakes his head, looking away]

Frank Devereaux:
No, cupcake. [quietly now] What I did when I was 26 and came home to find my wife and two kids gutted on the floor. [Dean looks back at Frank, face sober now] Decide to be fine til the end of the week. Make yourself smile because... you're alive and that's your job. And do it again the next week.

Dean Winchester:
[after a pause] So, fake it?

Frank Devereaux:
I call it being professional. Do it right. With a smile. Or don't do it.