Red Sky At Morning
Anyone notice in this episode that when Sam is reading the incantation that the third or fourth word he says is "Castiel"?
I'm sure someone's mentioned it before, but I'm new-ish.
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Red Sky At Morning
Anyone notice in this episode that when Sam is reading the incantation that the third or fourth word he says is "Castiel"?
I'm sure someone's mentioned it before, but I'm new-ish.
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Sam: No.
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"Have I developed nacrolepsy?" I ask the clock, really hoping it doesn't respond and I don't black out again.
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My jaw starts to quiver...with indignation.
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I rip the note off the screen and crumple it up. I then toss it across the room into the waste basket.
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