Supernatural, Season 2

Dean:
Doctor, check his wound again, would you? [She doesn't move.] Doctor!

Sergeant:
What does she need to examine it for? You saw what happened.

Doctor Lee:
Did her blood actually enter your wound?

Sergeant:
Come on, of course it did!

Dean:
We don't know that for sure!

Duane:
We can't take a chance!

Sergeant:
You know what we have to do.

Dean:
Nobody is shooting my brother

Duane:
He's not gonna be your brother much longer. You said it yourself.

Dean:
Nobody's shooting anybody.

Duane:
You were gonna shoot me!

Dean:
You will shut your pie hole, I still might!

Sam:
Dean, they're right. I'm infected. Just give me the gun and I'll do it myself.

Dean:
Forget it.

Sam:
Dean, I'm not gonna become one of those things.

Dean:
Sam, we've still got some time-

Sergeant:
Time for what? Look, I understand he's your brother, and I'm sorry. I am. [He takes out his gun.] But I've gotta take care of this.

Dean:
I'm gonna say this one time. You make a move on him, you'll be dead before you hit the ground, you understand me? Do I make myself clear?!

Sam:
Dean!

Sergeant:
Then what are we supposed to do?! [Dean pauses a long time before tossing his car keys to the Sergeant.]

Dean:
Get the hell outta here, that's what. Take my car. You've got the explosives, there's an arsenal in there, you two go with them. You've got enough firepower to handle anything now.

Sergeant:
What about you? [Dean gives him a knowing look.]

Sam:
Dean, no. No. Go with them. This is your only chance.

Dean:
No, you're not gonna get rid of me that easy.

Sergeant:
He's right, man. Come with us! [Dean gives him another look.] Okay, here's your funeral. [The two of them leave. Dr. Lee goes to leave also.]