Supernatural, Season 7

Dean:
How are you feeling?

Sam:
(Chuckling) Maybe you should cancel my UFC fight.

Hallucifer:
Yeah. Keep that sense of humor, Sam. It'll get you through this.

Dean:
Sam, I'm gonna find you help.

Hallucifer:
(Scoffs lightly) Now, that sounded a little cynical.

Sam:
I don't think it's out there, Dean.

Dean:
We don't know that.

Sam:
We know better than most. It's all snake oil. Last faith healer we hooked up with had a reaper on a leash.Remember?

Dean:
(Sighs) Yeah…Sam, I remember.

Sam:
I'm just saying…

Dean:
What? That you don't want my help?

Sam:
No, I'm just saying (sighs) Don't do this to yourself.

Dean:
If I don't find something...

Sam:
Then I'll die.

Hallucifer:
Oh - you're upsetting me!

Sam:
Dean, we knew this was coming.

Dean:
No...

Sam:
When you shoved my soul back in, Cas warned you about all the crap it would...

Dean:
Screw Cass. Quit being Dalai-friggin-Yoda about this. Get pissed!

Sam:
I'm too tired.