A port in New York. A little surprising but it's been a long time since I've been to the city. Should be interesting to see what the place looks like lit up at Christmas. And that's a new thought...Christmas. I don't remember the last time I properly celebrated the holiday.
[Private to Santa] Santa, I don't exactly know why I'm writing you because, hell, I don't believe in you, lets be honest here. But here goes nothing. I don't want really anything for myself, I have everything I need. But the boys could use some things.
For Dean, he looks like he needs himself a good woman right now.
For Sammy, he's hard. Just...give him the will to keep going strong being reformed, that's what he needs.
My new inmate, Dexter could probably use a good microscope to analyze blood and all the things guys in lab coats do.
That's all I can think of, so I'll end this now.
John Winchester
[Private to Dean and Sam] So, New York. Any big plans with you boys?
[Private to Wichita] I haven't talked to you in a while. How are things with your inmate? Getting better?