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Sarah Blake (Character)
from "Supernatural" (2005)

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"Supernatural: Provenance (#1.19)" (2006)
[Sam sees the painting is back in its frame after they torched it]
Sam Winchester: Oh My God!
Sarah Blake: What?
Sam Winchester: Uh... that painting... looks so good.
Sarah Blake: If you can call that monstrosity good, then, yeah... I guess.
Sam Winchester: So, what do you know about that painting?
Sarah Blake: Not much, just that it creeps me out. We sold it to the Telescas at a charity auction the night they were murdered.
Sam Winchester: Yeah, and you're just gonna sell it again?
Sarah Blake: As much as my Dad wants to, no. I won't let him. I think it'd be in bad taste.
Sam Winchester: Good. Yeah, you know what? Don't, don't, make sure you don't, okay?
Sarah Blake: Why? Don't tell me you're interested in that.
Sam Winchester: No, no, God, no, not in buying it, no. You know what? I gotta go, I've gotta take care of something. But um, I will call you back. I will call you. I'll see you later.

Sam Winchester: You all right?
Sarah Blake: No, actually, I just lied to the cops and told them I went to Evelyn's, alone, and found her like that!
Sam Winchester: Thank you.
Sarah Blake: Don't thank me, I'm about to call 'em right back if you don't tell me what the hell's going on. Who's killing these people?
Sam Winchester: What.
Sarah Blake: What?
Sam Winchester: It's not who, it's what, is killing those people.
[Sarah looks at him, confused]
Sam Winchester: Sarah, you saw that painting move.
Sarah Blake: No. No, I was, I was seeing things! It's impossible!
Dean Winchester: Yeah well, welcome to our world.
Sam Winchester: Sarah, I know this sounds crazy, but we think that that painting is haunted.
Sarah Blake: You're joking.
Sarah Blake: You're *not* joking. God, the guys I go out with.
Sam Winchester: Sarah, think about it. Evelyn. The Telescas. They both had the painting. And there've been others before that, wherever this thing goes, people die. And we're just tryin' to stop it. And that's the truth.
Sarah Blake: Well then I guess you better show me. I'm coming with you.
Sam Winchester: What? No. Sarah, no, you should just go home. This stuff can get dangerous, and... and I don't want you to get hurt.
Sarah Blake: Look, you guys are probably crazy, but if you're right about this, well me and my Dad sold that painting, and we might have got these people killed. Look, I'm not saying I'm not scared, because I am scared as hell, but I'm not gonna run and hide either. So are we going, or what?
[she walks out the door]
Dean Winchester: Sam? Marry that girl.

Sarah Blake: [as Dean begins to pick the locks] Uh... Isn't this a crime scene?
Dean Winchester: What? You've already lied to the cops. What's another infraction?

Sarah Blake: [watching Sam and Dean dig up a grave] You guys seem to be uncomfortably comfortable with this.
Sam Winchester: Well, this isn't exactly the first grave we've dug. Still think I'm a catch?

[about the painting]
Sarah Blake: A fine example of American primitive, wouldn't you say?
Sam Winchester: Well *I'd* say, it's more Grant Wood than Grandma Moses. But you knew that. You just wanted to see if I did.
Sarah Blake: Guilty. And clumsy, I apologize. I'm Sarah Blake.
Sam Winchester: I'm Sam. This is my... brother, Dean.
[she turns to Dean, who is stuffing his face]
Sarah Blake: Dean! Can we get you some more mini quiche?

Dean Winchester: It's the third bone yard we've checked. I think this ghost is jerkin' us around.
Sarah Blake: [to Sam] So this is what you guys do for a living?
Sam Winchester: Not exactly. We don't get paid.

[inside the Merchant family crypt; Sarah notices a doll entombed above the daughter's urn]
Sarah Blake: Okay, that right there, is the creepiest thing I've ever seen.
Sam Winchester: I was uh, sort of a tradition at the time. Whenever a child died, sometimes they'd preserve the kid's favorite toy in a glass case right next to the headstone or crypt.
Dean Winchester: You notice anything strange here?
Sarah Blake: Uh, where do I start?
Dean Winchester: No, that's not what I mean. Look at the urns.
Sam Winchester: Yeah, there are only four.
Dean Winchester: Yeah, Mom and the three kids. Daddy Dearest isn't here.

Sarah Blake: I don't mean to be forward, but, a girl could wait here forever. Is there something here, between us, or am I delusional?
Sam Winchester: You're not delusional...
Sarah Blake: But, there's a "but" coming.
Sam Winchester: But... I don't think this would be a good idea.
Sarah Blake: Can I ask why?
Sam Winchester: 'Cause I like you.
Sarah Blake: Wait, you, you lost me.
Sam Winchester: Look, it's hard to explain. It's just that when people are around me... I don't know, they get hurt.
Sarah Blake: What do you mean?
Sam Winchester: I mean like physically hurt. With what my brother and I do, it's...
Sam Winchester: Sarah... I had a girlfriend. And she died. And my Mom died, too. I don't know, it's like... it's like I'm cursed or somethin', like death just follows me around. Look, I'm not scared of much, but if I let myself have feelings for anybody...
Sarah Blake: You're scared they'd get hurt too. That's very sweet... And very archaic.

Sarah Blake: Look, I'm a big girl, Sam. And it's not your job to make decisions for me. There's always a chance of getting hurt...
Sam Winchester: I'm not talking about a broken heart and a tub of Haagen-Dazs. I'm talkin' about life and death.
Sarah Blake: And tomorrow I could get hit by a bus, that's what life is! Look, I know losing somebody you love, it's terrible. You shut yourself off, believe me, I know. But when you shut out pain, you shut out everything else, too.
Sam Winchester: Sarah, you don't understand, the pain that I went through... I can't go through it again. I can't.

[about the girl's ghost]
Dean Winchester: [on cell] How're we gonna waste her?
Sam Winchester: I dunno, she was already cremated, there's nothin' left to burn.
Dean Winchester: Well then how's she still around?
Sam Winchester: There must be somethin' else.
Sarah Blake: Sam wait! We used to handle antique dolls at the auction.
Sam Winchester: Well that's fascinating Sarah, but important right now?
Sarah Blake: Well back then, they used to make the dolls in the kid's image, I mean everything, like they, they would use the kid's real hair!
Sam Winchester: Dean? Sarah says the doll might have the girl's real hair. Human remains, same as bones.
Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester: The mausoleum!