"Gettin drunk is the medication t'ease the pain of tellin the truth." Jesse shook his head. "You gotta release the demons inside, then you can let the alcohol do its cleansin work. It's also a bit of a lubrication fer yer tongue, get it wagglin, but I have a feelin you won't hold nothin back anyway."
Jesse was turned on the bar stool in a way so that he could look at Sam easily, but wouldn't be focused only on the other man.
"I don't know if there's one big answer to makin things right here. You just gotta take it one step at a time. And I'm not real sure how the physics of it works, that quantum shit is just way over my head, but there ain't no one sayin there isn't another Dean and Sam out there doin what needs to be done. We're all taken from different moments of time. You and the Dean that's here ain't from the exact same moment, and besides. When we go back, we go back to the exact minute we were taken from, so it ain't like yer missin anything."