Dean:
- House rules, Sammy. Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cakehole.
- Maybe we should know what we’re walking into before we actually walk into it.
- Our family’s so screwed to hell, maybe we can help some others. Makes things a little bit more bearable. And I’ll tell you what else helps — killing as many evil sons-of-bitches as I possibly can.
- Hey, you want some white meat, bitch?
- When I was your age, I saw something real bad happen to my mum and I was scared too. I didn’t feel like talking, just like you. But see, my mum, I know she wanted me to be brave. I think about that every day. And I do my best to be brave. And maybe your dad wants you to be brave too.
- I’m not looking at you like anything. Though I gotta say, you do look like crap.
- Demons I get, people are crazy.
- Oh, eat me. No, no, no, wait — you actually might.
Sam:
- People don’t just disappear, Dean. Other people just stop looking for them.
- No, it won’t be so bad, as long as we… I take it back. This will be very annoying.
- There’s a lot of folklore about mirrors — that they reveal all your lies, all your secrets, that they’re a true reflection of your soul, which is why it’s bad luck to break them.
- You and me — we’re all that’s left. So, if we’re gonna see this through, we’re gonna do it together.
- If you know evil’s out there, how can you not believe good’s out there too?
- We are a family. I’d do anything for you. But things will never be the way they were before.
- I’m not gonna live this life forever. Dean, when this is all over, you’re gonna have to let me go my own way.
Andrea:
- Must be hard, with your sense of direction. Never being able to find your way to a decent pick-up-line.
Missouri:
- You think I’m a magician? I may be able to read thoughts and sense energies in a room, but I can’t just pull facts out of thin air.
- Boy, you put your foot on my coffee table, I’m ‘a whack you with a spoon!
John:
- You gotta understand something. After your mother passed, all I saw was evil everywhere. And all I cared about was keeping you boys alive. I wanted you prepared. Ready. Except somewhere along the line I… uh… I stopped being your father and I… I became your drill sergeant. So when you said that you wanted to go away to school, all I could think about, my only thought was that you were gonna be alone. Vulnerable. Sammy, it just never occurred to me what you wanted.
Meg:
- You hear that? That’s the sound of your friend dying.
- As far as we’re concerned you just declared war. And this is what war looks like. It has casualties.