There are no words on this paper, dude.

Sam

Dibs on Daphne.

Dean

Great. We're stuck in a cartoon with a talking dog.

Sam

That's the freaking Scooby gang.

Dean

Dean: Oh my god.
Sam: That's...that's.
Dean: The Mystery Machine.
Sam: We're not just in any cartoon, we're in Scooby-Doo!

How did the car get here?

Sam

Did we just get sucked into the TV?

Sam

Sam: This is a dream. This has gotta be.
Dean: It's not a dream.

Let's give this bad boy a test run.

Dean

Dean: Be like Elsa, let it go.
Sam: Be like Elsa?

Take it easy! She's delicate.

Dean

Sometimes the batteries in these giant stuffed dinosaurs just explode.

Sam