Sam: How you feeling? Dean: Word to the wise. Don’t piss off the nerd angels. So how’s it going? Sam: Adam’s gone. Angels have him. Dean: Where? Sam: The room where they took you. Dean: You sure? Sam: Cass did a recon. Dean: And? Sam: And the place is crawling with mooks. It’s pretty much…
Sam (pulls up in Jeep, gets out covered in glitter, with bruises and cuts from his clown attack): Let’s roll (Dean fights back laughter) Sam (arms stretched out in defeat): Go ahead, say it. Dean (laughing): You look like you got attacked by some PCP crazed strippers. Sam (laughing too): One of them sprayed me…
Dean: Man…hope I die before I get old. Whole thing seems brutal, don’t it? Sam: You think we will? Dean: What? Sam: Die before we get old. Dean: Haven’t we both already? Sam: You know what I mean, Dean. I mean, do you think we’ll still be chasing demons when we’re 60? Dean: No, I…
Dean: All right, we get a couple hours sleep and then we put this place in our rearview mirror. Look, I know this is bad, okay? You’ve gotta snap out of it. Sam, say something! Sam: Just get some sleep and leave in the morning? Murder, Dean. That’s what I did. Dean: Maybe. (Sam scoffs)…
(Castiel is watching TV, Sam and Dean are doing research at a table nearby.) Castiel: It’s very complex. Dean: Mm-hmm. Castiel: If the pizza man truly loves this babysitter, why does he keep slapping her rear? Perhaps she’s done something wrong. Dean: You’re watching porn? Why? Castiel: It was there. Dean: You don’t watch porn…
Sam: Dean, what if uh… What if Ruby’s right? What if I can take out Lilith? (Dean looks at him angry over the idea) Sam: Quit looking at me like that. Dean: What, are you gonna give her the Carrie-stare and Lilith goes “poof”? Sam: I don’t know what Ruby meant. You know, maybe we…
Dean: And you think this cheesy ass tourist trap has something to do with it? Sam (frantic): Maybe it’s the real deal you know, the magnetic fields, spinning space/time or whatever. Dean: It all seems a little too X-Files to me. Sam: Well I don’t know how else to explain it Dean! Dean: Alright,…
Hell Sam: I wish you hadn’t come, Sam. Sam: I had to, I’m here, right? Out there in the real world I’m at Bobby’s, aren’t I? Hell Sam: How do you know? Sam: This whole time, I’ve smelled nothin’ but Old Spice and whiskey. I figured if I could get back here, back to my…
Sam: You want some coffee with that? Dean: It’s six pm somewhere. Sam: We’ve got to hit the road. I mean how are we supposed to get Cass to that lab by freaking 3:59 am? Dean: We don’t. Sam: What do you mean we don’t? Dean: I mean we can’t bring the horse to…
Leviathan!Dean: (eating a cheeseburger) You know he has one of these every day, and in his heart, he thinks they’re almost as good as sex. This is disgusting. Leviathan!Sam: (pushing away his salad). Dead plants with creamy goo. It’s like eating self righteousness. I mean you tell me which is worse. Leviathan!Dean: I…
Words To Live By… “ DEAN: Planes crash! SAM: And apparently clowns kill! ”
