Sam: I take it I was having another nightmare.
Dean: Yeah. Another one.
Sam: Hey, at least I got some sleep.
Dean: Dude, I earned that money.
Sam: 你 won it at a poker game.
Dean: Ye-eah.
Sam: Now, the newspaper 说 that his daughter found him. She 说 his eyes were bleeding
Man: What? The man's? They practically liquified!
Man: Capillaries can burst. I see a lot of bloodshot eyes in stroke victims.
Dean: Yeah? 你 ever seen exploding eyeballs?
Sam: Might not be one of ours. It might be just some freak medical thing.
Dean: How many times in Dad's long, varied career has it actually been a freak medical thing? And not some sign of an awful 邪恶力量 death?
Sam: Almost never.
Dean: Exactly.
Sam: So we gotta 搜索 local newspapers, public records as far back as they go. See if we can find a Mary who fits the bill.
Dean: Well, that sounds annoying.
Sam: No, it won't be so bad, as long as we, ahh ... Huh. I take that back. This will be very annoying.
Sam: (gasps out loud and jerks awake from another nightmare) Why did 你 let me fall asleep?
Dean: 'Cause I'm an awesome brother. So, what did 你 dream about?
Sam: Lollipops and candycanes.
Sam: So, did 你 find anything?
Dean: Besides a whole new level of frustration? ...No.
Charlie: I'm insane, right?
Dean: No. You're not insane.
Charlie: God, that makes me feel so much worse.
Sam: Hey, night vision?
Sam (night vision is on and Sam sees Dean's face on the screen)
Dean: Do I look like Paris Hilton?
Dean: 你 know, her boyfriend killing himself, that's not exactly Charlie's fault.
Sam: 你 know as far as I do, spirits don't exactly see shades of grey, Dean. Charlie had a secret, someone died. That's good enough for Mary.
Sam: So maybe we should try to pin her down. 你 know, summon her through her mirror and then smash it.
Dean: Well, how do 你 know that's gonna work?
Sam: I don't. Well, not for sure.
Dean: Alright, 你 know what? That's it! This is about Jessica, isn't it? 你 think that's your dirty little secret? That 你 killed her somehow? Sam, this has got to stop, man. I mean the nightmares and... and calling her name out in the middle of the night. It's gonna kill you. Now listen to me, it wasn't your fault. If 你 want to blame something, then blame the thing that killed her. Alright, why don't 你 take a 摇摆, 秋千 at me? I'm the one who dragged 你 away from her in the first place.
Sam: I don't blame you.
Dean: Well, 你 shouldn't blame yourself, 'cause there was nothing 你 could've done.
Sam: I could have warned her.
Dean: About what? 你 didn't know it was gonna happen. Besides, all of this isn't a secret. I know all about it. It's not gonna work with Mary anyway.
Sam: No 你 don't.
Dean: I don't what?
Sam: 你 don't know all about it. I haven't told 你 everything.
Dean: What are 你 talking about?Sam: Well, it wouldn't be a secret if I told you, would it?
Dean: No... I don't like it. It's not gonna happen. Forget it.
Sam: Dean, that girl back there is going to die unless we do something about it. And 你 know what? Who knows how many people are going to die after that? Now, we're doing this. You've got to let me do this.
Dean: Sammy. Sammy?
Sam: It's Sam
Dean: Hey, Sam?
Sam: Yeah?
Dean: This has gotta be like, what, 600 years bad luck?
Sam: Charlie? Your boyfriend's death. 你 really should try to forgive yourself. No matter what 你 did, 你 probably couldn't have stopped him. Sometimes bad things just happen.
Dean: That's good advice.
Dean: Hey, Sam?
Sam: Yeah?
Dean: Now that this is all over, I want 你 to tell me what that secret was.
Sam: Look, you're my brother. And I'd die for you. But there are some things I need to keep to myself.
Dean: Yeah. Another one.
Sam: Hey, at least I got some sleep.
Dean: Dude, I earned that money.
Sam: 你 won it at a poker game.
Dean: Ye-eah.
Sam: Now, the newspaper 说 that his daughter found him. She 说 his eyes were bleeding
Man: What? The man's? They practically liquified!
Man: Capillaries can burst. I see a lot of bloodshot eyes in stroke victims.
Dean: Yeah? 你 ever seen exploding eyeballs?
Sam: Might not be one of ours. It might be just some freak medical thing.
Dean: How many times in Dad's long, varied career has it actually been a freak medical thing? And not some sign of an awful 邪恶力量 death?
Sam: Almost never.
Dean: Exactly.
Sam: So we gotta 搜索 local newspapers, public records as far back as they go. See if we can find a Mary who fits the bill.
Dean: Well, that sounds annoying.
Sam: No, it won't be so bad, as long as we, ahh ... Huh. I take that back. This will be very annoying.
Sam: (gasps out loud and jerks awake from another nightmare) Why did 你 let me fall asleep?
Dean: 'Cause I'm an awesome brother. So, what did 你 dream about?
Sam: Lollipops and candycanes.
Sam: So, did 你 find anything?
Dean: Besides a whole new level of frustration? ...No.
Charlie: I'm insane, right?
Dean: No. You're not insane.
Charlie: God, that makes me feel so much worse.
Sam: Hey, night vision?
Sam (night vision is on and Sam sees Dean's face on the screen)
Dean: Do I look like Paris Hilton?
Dean: 你 know, her boyfriend killing himself, that's not exactly Charlie's fault.
Sam: 你 know as far as I do, spirits don't exactly see shades of grey, Dean. Charlie had a secret, someone died. That's good enough for Mary.
Sam: So maybe we should try to pin her down. 你 know, summon her through her mirror and then smash it.
Dean: Well, how do 你 know that's gonna work?
Sam: I don't. Well, not for sure.
Dean: Alright, 你 know what? That's it! This is about Jessica, isn't it? 你 think that's your dirty little secret? That 你 killed her somehow? Sam, this has got to stop, man. I mean the nightmares and... and calling her name out in the middle of the night. It's gonna kill you. Now listen to me, it wasn't your fault. If 你 want to blame something, then blame the thing that killed her. Alright, why don't 你 take a 摇摆, 秋千 at me? I'm the one who dragged 你 away from her in the first place.
Sam: I don't blame you.
Dean: Well, 你 shouldn't blame yourself, 'cause there was nothing 你 could've done.
Sam: I could have warned her.
Dean: About what? 你 didn't know it was gonna happen. Besides, all of this isn't a secret. I know all about it. It's not gonna work with Mary anyway.
Sam: No 你 don't.
Dean: I don't what?
Sam: 你 don't know all about it. I haven't told 你 everything.
Dean: What are 你 talking about?Sam: Well, it wouldn't be a secret if I told you, would it?
Dean: No... I don't like it. It's not gonna happen. Forget it.
Sam: Dean, that girl back there is going to die unless we do something about it. And 你 know what? Who knows how many people are going to die after that? Now, we're doing this. You've got to let me do this.
Dean: Sammy. Sammy?
Sam: It's Sam
Dean: Hey, Sam?
Sam: Yeah?
Dean: This has gotta be like, what, 600 years bad luck?
Sam: Charlie? Your boyfriend's death. 你 really should try to forgive yourself. No matter what 你 did, 你 probably couldn't have stopped him. Sometimes bad things just happen.
Dean: That's good advice.
Dean: Hey, Sam?
Sam: Yeah?
Dean: Now that this is all over, I want 你 to tell me what that secret was.
Sam: Look, you're my brother. And I'd die for you. But there are some things I need to keep to myself.
