Doc says you're gonna recover in a week. [He grimaces.] But you're gonna have some nice bruises to show off to all the ladies, huh?

[Dean leans on the side of the bed with his elbows, trying to keep eye contact with Philip. He cracks a half-hearted smile, for Phil's sake.]

Went down t'see the vendors. They're interested in whatever you've got, so when you're back in the game we can start buildin' the Lee. How's that sound?