Y vuelvo a dar el coñazo, porque yo lo valgo, vamos!
*se parte*
Hoy vamos a repasar otros tres capis mas! Y entra uno de mis favoritos de la temporada!!
Los angeles y los moviles como que no se entienden demasiado... pobre Castiel, como se quedo ahi tirado en la cuneta, esperando obedientemente a que Dean le necesitara... y lo que me rei yo despues!
Lo mejor de lo mejor del capitulo! Doble racion de Dean! Y la magnifica actuacion de Jensen! *_*
Y, por supuesto, no podiamos dejar pasar la tambien magnifica actuacion de Jared haciendo de Lucifer!! Estuvieron geniales los dos en este capitulo!
Y ahora, frases...
Castiel: What? What? Dean--I didn't--I didn't get that.
Dean: You know it's kinda funny talking to a Messenger of God on a cell phone. It's like watching a Hell's Angel ride a moped.
Castiel: This isn't funny Dean. The voice says I'm almost out of minutes!
*imaginadme aqui, descojonada de la risa. Cas!! Recarga la targeta, hombre!!*
Dean: We're not stronger when we're together, Sam. I think we're weaker. Because whatever we have between us -- love, family, whatever it is - they are always gonna use it against us. And you know that.
*mi corazon wincestista dando botes por todas partes*
Dean: Rhonda Hurley. We were, uh...19. She made us try on her panties. They were pink. And satiny. And you know what? We kind of liked it.
*y aqui no es que me estuviera riendo, no... era lo siguiente!*
Aqui Dean tratando de convencer al supuesto coche de James Dean de que no le aplastara cuando se metiera debajo suya. Vupix revolcandose por el suelo de la risa.
Una de las escenas epicas de este capitulo fueron los Winchester hablando en español. Bueno... Sam hablando y Dean intentandolo.
Y lo mejor, sin duda del capitulo... la cabeza cortada de Paris Hilton!! *se parte*
Y, ahora, frases...
Sam: You want me to do it?
Dean: No. No, no. I-I've got it. Ok, baby. I'm not gonna hurt you, so... don't hurt me.
*Vulpix que sigue aun revolcandose de la risa. Awww Dean!!!*
Dean: So you're saying two super famous, super pissed off ghosts, killing their... super fans?
Sam: That's what it looks like.
Dean: That is muchos loco.
Sam: Muy. Not muchos.
Dean: You know the big question is... what the hell are they doing here?
*Oh, ese "Muy, not muchos" es que me pudo!!*
Dean: Let me get this straight. Your, uh, ultimate hero was not only a short man in diapers, but he was a fruitarian.
Sam: That's not the point.
Dean: That is good. Even for you, that is good.
*Ese Sammy friki!!!!*
Dean probando el cacharrito ese de los calambrazos con el trozo de jamon... epico!!!
Y Dean mostrando que la leyenda urbana de que te sale pelo en la palma de la mano si te masturbas puede ser cierta... *se descojona*
Y, por ultimo, el Castiel-Ken! Nuevo muñeco para Barbie en sus jugueterias!! *se sigue descojonando*
Y, ahora, frases...
Sam: Dude, seriously. Still with the ham?
Dean: We don't have a fridge!
*Eso, que no esta la comida para tirarla, hombre!*
Sam: (on seeing Dean's hairy palm) Oh, dude, that's not what I think it is, is it?
Dean: I got bored. That nurse was hot.
Sam: You know you can go blind from that too.
*Revolcada de la risa ya no... peor...*
Dean: Yeah. You know, I'm starting to get why parent's lie to their kids. You know, you want 'em to believe that the worst thing out there is mixing pop rocks and coke. Protect 'em from the real evil. You want 'em going to bed feeling safe. And if that means lying to them, so be it. The more I think about it, the more I wish Dad had lied to us.
Sam: Yeah, me too.
*Suspiro... yo tambien, niños...*