Supernatural2005

[as they prepare to storm Lucifer's hideout]

Dean Winchester:
Hey, uh, me. Can I talk to you for a second? [the two Deans move away, the others check their weapons] Tell me what's goin' on.

Future Dean:
What?

Dean Winchester:
I know you. You're lying to these people, and to me.

Future Dean:
Is that so?

Dean Winchester:
Yeah. See, I know your lying expressions. I've seen 'em in the mirror. Now there's something you're not telling us.

Future Dean:
I don't know what you're talking about.

Dean Winchester:
Oh really. Well, I don't seem to be the only member of your posse with some questions, so uh, maybe I'll just take my doubts over to them. [he starts to walk away]

Future Dean:
[stopping him] Okay wo-wo-wo-woah wait.

Dean Winchester:
What?

Future Dean:
Take a look around you, man. This place should be white-hot with Croats. Where are they?

Dean Winchester:
[realizing] They cleared a path for us. Which means that this is...

Future Dean:
...a trap. Exactly.

Dean Winchester:
Well then we can't go through the front...

Future Dean:
Oh we're not. [glancing at the others] They are. They're the decoys. You and me, we're goin' in through the back.

Dean Winchester:
[horrified] You mean you're gonna feed your friends into a meat grinder? Cas too? You want to use their *deaths* as a diversion? [the other Dean looks away] Oh man, something is broken in you. You're making decisions I would never make. I wouldn't sacrifice my friends!

Future Dean:
You're right. *You* wouldn't. It's one of the main reasons we're in this mess, actually.

Dean Winchester:
These people count on you, they trust you!

Future Dean:
They trust me to kill the Devil, and to save the world. And that's exactly what I'm gonna do!

Dean Winchester:
No. Not like this you're not, I'm not gonna let you!

Future Dean:
Oh really.

Dean Winchester:
Yeah! [Future Dean punches him in the face, knocking him out]