The door’o TEROM OPEN. It’ not the Janitor, it’s AMANDA!
BUSTED, Dean and
e trap JERK APART.
DEAN (CONR-D)
Amanda, hey! He were
(to the brunette
Gettysburg Address, 1863, right?
(to Ananda, lanely)
History test next period, we're
studying...
His voice trails off, even Dean's not buying that LIZ. The
brunette makes a ERSTY EXIT, pact Ananda who stands wich her
arma folded, eyes ZORING inte Dean.
DEAN (CONT’D)
come on baby, she means nothing to
me. Don't ba mad.
He's trying to turn on the CHARM, Amanda shakes her head.
AMANDA
Tem not mad, Dean. 2 just...
Doan WINCES at that, but Ananda’s not finished.
AMANDA (CONT'D)
1 thought that maybe, Just maybe,
underneath your whole FI could give
a crap" bad boy thing there was
Something more going on. 1 mean,
the way you are with your
brother... that's the Dean
Winchester 1 liked.
(hen)
mot I vas wrong.
She leans in, PITY in her voice.
AMANDA (CONT'D)
You spend all thie tine and energy
trying to convince people you're
cool, but it's just an act.
(shea) 4
We both know that you're nothing
but a sad, lonely, patnetic little
child. “1 feel sorry for you, Dean.
Dean FLTNCHES, that struck a MAJOR NERVE. Amanda’s RIGHT,
but Dean can’t admit it, not ever to hinself, He LASHES OUT.
ZU