Dean: I'm not sure if he's my brother any more. If he ever was.
Bobby Singer: You stupid stupid son of a bitch! Well boo hoo. I am so sorry your feelings are hurt... princess! Are you under the impression that family's supposed to make you feel good? Make you an apple pie, maybe? They're supposed to make you miserable! That's why they're family. |
Zachariah: Try a burger. They're your favorite. From that seaside shack in Delaware. You were eleven, I think.
Dean: I'm not hungry.
Zachariah: No? How about Ginger from Season 2 of Gilligan's Island? You've do have a thing for her, don't you?
Dean: Tempting. Weird.
Zachariah: We'll throw in Mary Ann for free.
Dean: No, no. |
Dean: I need you to take me to see Sam.
Castiel: Why?
Dean: There's something I have to talk to him about.
Castiel: What's that?
Dean: The BM I took this morning. What's it to you? Make it snappy. |
Dean: Son of a bitch.
Zachariah: Quit hurling feces like a howler monkey, would you? It's unbecoming. |
Dean: What happens to all the people during your little pissing contest?
Zachariah: Well, can't make an omelet without cracking a few eggs. In this case, truckloads of eggs, but you get the picture. |
Castiel: We've been through much together, you and I, and I just wanted to say I'm sorry it ended like this.
Dean: "Sorry"? It's Armageddon, Cass. You need a bigger word than "sorry." |
Dean: You can take your peace... and shove it up your lily-white ass. 'Cause I'll take the pain and the guilt. I'll even take Sam as is. It's a lot better than being some Stepford bitch in Paradise. |
Ruby: And it is written that the first demon shall be the last seal. And you bust her open. Now guess who's coming to dinner.
Sam: Oh, my god.
Ruby: Guess again. |