[Shit. Dean watches for a moment, hearing Sam babble about the conversation, but then finally moves into the room and takes Sam by the arm. Hard. Jerks him so that Sam will face him and stop searching for just a god damn minute.]
Sam.
[Even more serious.]
Stop.
[Then again, for good measure.]
Stop. Sam, you can't just jump into something like this. You need to sit down and chill out.
Action
Sam.
[Even more serious.]
Stop.
[Then again, for good measure.]
Stop. Sam, you can't just jump into something like this. You need to sit down and chill out.