[It's probably definitely the wrong tactic. It's about as effective as Mr. Miyagi trying to teach the wax-on wax-off method to a blind, elderly horse. It's about as effective as Yoda trying to jedi-train a slightly hollow tree stump. Telling Dean he just has to believe will never get him further than a foot off that ledge.

On the other hand, sheer stubborn tenacity and annoyance at the poetic speeches just might.

That last little piece of information is both comforting and incredibly disconcerting, and he whips his head back toward the stranger in disbelief.]

Why the hell would I want it to hurt?

[Who would?]

That's not some kind of... hippy philosophical round-about way of saying if I think it's gonna hurt it's gonna hurt, right? Because I've had it up to here with this mind game bullcrap, seriously.