Frannie: So, what's it like, being an FBI guy?
Dean: Well, it's dangerous, yeah. And the secrets we gotta keep, oh God, the secrets. But mostly it's... it's lonely.
Dean: Well, thanks, Frannie, I think that's all I need.
Frannie: Really? I mean, 'cause I've got more. You know, if you wanted to interview me some time, in private...?
Dean: Yeah... Yeah, I think that's a good idea. You're a true patriot, you really are. Why don't you write your number down there for me, that'd be good.
Dean: Friggin' cops.
Sam: They're just doing their job.
Dean: No, they're doing our job, only they don't know it so they suck at it.
Ronald Resnick: The thing I let into the bank wasn't Juan. I mean, it had his face, but it wasn't his face. Ah, every detail was perfect but too perfect, you know, like if a doll maker made it, like I was talking to a big Juan doll.
Sam: A Juan doll?
Ronald Resnick: Chinese been working on them for years, and the Russians before that. Part man, part machine, like the Terminator, but the kind that can change itself, make itself look like other people.
Dean: Like the one from T2?
Ronald Resnick: Exactly! See, so not just a robot, more of a -- a -- a Mandroid.
Sam: A Mandroid?
Sam: What, are you pissed at me or something?
Dean: No, I just think it's creepy how good of a Fed you are. I mean, come on, we could have at least thrown the guy a bone. He did some pretty good leg work here.
Dean: Except for the Mandroid part.
Sam: Shapeshifter. Just like back in St. Louis. Same retinal reaction to video.
Dean: Eyes flare at the camera. I hate those freaking things.
Sam: You think I don't?
Dean: Well, but one didn't turn into you and frame you for murder.
(about the bank security guard)
Dean: I like him. He says "okey dokey."
Sam: What if he's the shifter?
Dean: Well, then we follow him home, put a silver bullet in his chest plate.
Dean: Well, looks like Mr. Okey Dokey's... okey dokey.
Ronald: This is not a robbery! Everybody, on the floor, now!
Ronald Resnick: Get on the floor, now!
Dean: Okay, we're doing that. Just don't shoot anybody, especially not us.
Ronald Resnick: I knew it, as soon as you two left. You ain't FBI. Who are you? Who are you working for, huh? The Men in Black? You working for the Mandroid?
Sam: We're not working for the Mandroid!
Ronald Resnick: You shut up! I ain't talking to you. I don't like you!
Sam: Fair enough.
Sherri: (about Dean) Who is that man?
Sam: He’s my brother.
Sherri: He is so brave. (Sam rolls eyes)
Dean: Are you nuts?
Ronald Resnick: That’s just it, I’m not nuts. I mean, I was so scared that I was losing my marbles, but this is real! I mean, I was right! Except for the Mandroid thing, thank you.
Dean: Yeah, don’t mention it.
Lieutenant Robarts: Let me guess. You’re lead dog now, but you would just love my full cooperation.
Special Agent Victor Henricksen: I don’t give a rat’s ass what you do. You can go get a donut and bang your wife for all I care.
Special Agent Victor Henricksen: It's my job to bring you in. Alive's a bonus but not necessary.
Dean: Woah, that's kind of harsh for a federal agent, don'tcha think?
Special Agent Victor Henricksen: Well, you're not the typical suspect, are you Dean? I want you and Sam out here, unarmed, or we come in. And yes, I know about Sam, too, Bonnie to your Clyde.
Dean: Yeah, well, that part's true... but how'd you even know we were here?
Special Agent Victor Henricksen: Go screw yourself, that's how I know.
Special Agent Victor Henricksen: I know about your dad.
Dean: You don't know crap about my dad.
Special Agent Victor Henricksen: Ex-marine, raised his kids on the road, cheap motels, backwood cabins, real paramilitary survivalist type. I just can't get a handle on what type of wacko he was. White supremacist, Timothy McVeigh? To-may-to, to-mah-to.
Dean: You got no right, talkin' about my dad like that. He was a hero.