Sam: when I told him I was afraid of the thing in my closet he gave me a 45
Dean: what was he supposed to do
Sam: tell me not to be afraid of the dark
Dean: you should be afraid of the dark you know what's out there
Sam: i was nine
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Dean: Sammy! (Or) sam!
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Sam: dean!
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Dean: come on Sammy
Sam: Sammy is a chubby twelve year old it's just sam
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