Dec 10, 2009 10:22
Ghost of Abraham Lincoln: Damnation. {knocks over statue of himself} Force field. I didn't see that one coming. Sorry, Dean.
Hank: Well you just K.O.'ed Uncle Sam. Why can't you just do that to an astronaut and his mom.
Ghost of Abraham Lincoln: That's not Uncle Sam. That's me. Couldn't lay a glove on it if it weren't. I can only move things in the material world that bear my image... Wait! That penny in your pocket, Dean. I was able to get that through the force field. That's it!
Hank: We build a gun made out of pennies!
Ghost of Abraham Lincoln: Exactly! Wait, no, that's insane! Boys, I need five dollar bills. Scores of them! Ten score at least.
Dean: How are we gonna find that many?
Hank: How? How? What are you, an owl? He can make it with his magic!
Ghost of Abraham Lincoln: For the last time, Hank, I'm a ghost, not a genie. You two must find a way.
Hank: Wait, does it matter if its the new fives or the old ones?
Ghost of Abraham Lincoln: I...prefer the new ones?