Supernatural2005

Lindsey:
[to Sam, about darts] Hey Keith, do you play?

Sam Winchester:
That depends. What are we playing for?

Lindsey:
World peace.

Sam Winchester:
Oh, is that all?

Lindsey:
Can I ask you something?

Sam Winchester:
Shoot.

Lindsey:
You finished that uh, crossword puzzle in the kitchen?

Sam Winchester:
Uh... I guess. Why?

Lindsey:
The New York Times *Saturday* crossword.

Sam Winchester:
Was it?

Lindsey:
Uh-huh. You blow into town last week, you don't talk to anybody, you're obviously highly educated, you're like this...

Sam Winchester:
Riddle wrapped inside an enigma wrapped inside a taco?

Lindsey:
[holding up a dart] Here's what we play for. When I win, you buy me dinner and tell me your life story.

Sam Winchester:
Sounds fair.

[Sam takes the darts and hits the bullseye with all three]

Lindsey:
[surprised] Very mysterioso. I like it.

[Sam gets distracted by a news broadcast]

TV Reporter:
Locals say what started as a torrential hailstorm late this afternoon suddenly turned to massive lightning strikes that triggered the fire now consuming more than twenty acres here along the Route 17 corridor...

[bartender flips the TV off]

Bartender:
Damn. Is it me, or does it seem like the end of the world?