Supernatural2005

Dean Winchester:
Tell me something, you keep saying we're gonna trap this guy, but isn't that kinda like trapping a hurricane with a butterfly net?

Castiel:
No, it's harder.

Dean Winchester:
Do we have any chance of surviving this?

Castiel:
You do.

Dean Winchester:
So, odds are you're a dead man tomorrow.

Castiel:
Yes.

Dean Winchester:
Wow. Well, last night on earth. What, uh, what are your plans?

Castiel:
I just thought I'd sit here quietly.

Dean Winchester:
Dude, come on. Anything? Hm? Booze? Women?

[Castiel glances at him, then looks away uncomfortably]

Dean Winchester:
You have been with a women before? Right? Or an angel, at least?

[Castiel rubs his neck, embarrassed]

Dean Winchester:
You mean to tell me you've never been up there doing a little cloud seeding?

Castiel:
Look, I've never had occasion, okay?

Dean Winchester:
All right. Lemme tell you something. There are two things that I know for certain, one: Bert and Ernie are gay. Two: you are *not* gonna die a virgin. Not on my watch. Let's go.

[Dean grabs his jacket and heads out, Castiel looks around uncertain, gets up and follows]