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Trickster: [to Sam] Let me tell you, whoever a dit Dean was the dysfunctional one, has never seen toi with a sharp object in your hands.


Sam Winchester: Man, I had a weird dream.
Dean Winchester: Yeah? Clowns ou midgets?


Dean Winchester: My God, you're a freak.


Dean Winchester: I'm tellin' you, Sam, this job is small-fry. We should be spending our time hunting down Bela.
Sam Winchester: Sure, we'll get right on that. Where is she again?
Dean Winchester: Shut up.


Dean Winchester: Sammy, I get all tingly when toi take control like that.


Sam Winchester: Yesterday was Tuesday, right? But today is Tuesday,...
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Sam Winchester: I'm Detective Bachman, this is Detective Turner.


Dean Winchester: I hate witches. They're always spewing their bodily fluids everywhere...
Sam Winchester: Pretty much.
Dean Winchester: It's creepy, y'know, it's downright unsanitary!


Dean Winchester: toi saved my life.
Ruby: Don't mention it.
Dean Winchester: What was that stuff? God, it was ass. Tasted like ass.
Ruby: It's called witchcraft, short bus.
Dean Winchester: ...You're the short bus, short bus...


Sam Winchester: We have to start looking at the big picture, Dean. Start thinking in strategies, in moves ahead. It's not so simple,...
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Dean Winchester: [about Bela] Can I shoot her?
Sam Winchester: Not in public.


Bela Talbot: [to Dean] toi know, when this is over, we should really have some angry sex.
Dean Winchester: Don't objectify me. Lets go.


Dean Winchester: [to Sam about Gert] What a crazy old broad.
Sam Winchester: Why, because she believes in ghosts?
Dean Winchester: Haha, look at ya, stickin' up for ya girlfriend, toi cougar hound.
Sam Winchester: Bite me.
Dean Winchester: Not if she bites ya first.


Sam Winchester: How do toi sleep at night?
Bela Talbot: In silk sheets, rolling naked in money.


Dean Winchester: A Hand of Glory?...
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Sam Winchester: I came here to make toi an offer.
Crossroads Demon: You're going to make me an offer? That's adorable.
Sam Winchester: toi can let Dean out of his deal right now. He lives, I live... toi live, everyone goes accueil happy. ou toi stop breathing permantantly.


Crossroads Demon: All this tough talk, I have to tell toi it's not very convincing. I mean, come one Sam, do toi even want to break the deal?
Sam Winchester: What do toi think?
Crossroads Demon: I don't know. Aren't toi tired of cleaning up Dean's messes? Of dealing with that broken psychy of his? Aren't toi tired of being bossed...
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Dean Winchester: What are toi laughing at bitch, your still trapped.
Casey: So are you... bitch.


Sam Winchester: I might have found some omens in Ohio. Drought lightning, barometric pressure drop...
Dean Winchester: That's thrilling.
Sam Winchester: ...plus some guy blows his head off in a church, and another goes postal in a hobbey boutique before the cops take him out. Might be demonic omens.
Dean Winchester: ou it could just be a suicide and a psycho scrapbooker.


Casey: What can I get toi boys?
bDean Winchester: What's your specialty?
Casey: I make a mean hurricane.
Dean Winchester: [smirks] I guess...
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Dean Winchester: I'm Batman.
Sam Winchester: [sarcastically] Yeah, you're Batman.


Dean Winchester: [looks at Sam] What?
Sam Winchester: I Lost my shoe.


Dean Winchester: Is that a rabbit's foot?
Sam Winchester: I think it is.


Bobby Singer: [re: the rabbits foot] toi see, toi touch it, toi own it. toi own it, sure, toi get a run of good luck to beat the devil. But toi lose it, that luck turns. It turns so bad that you're dead inside a week.
Sam Winchester: Well, so I won't lose it, Bobby.
Bobby Singer: Everybody loses it!


Bobby Singer: Dean, great news. It wasn't easy, but I found a heavyweight cleansing...
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Bobby Singer: Fat, drunk and stupid is no way to go through life, son.


Ruby: I'm the girl who just saved your ass.


Dean Winchester: Truth is, I'm tired, Sam. And, I don't know, it's like there's a light at the end of the tunnel.
Sam Winchester: It's Hellfire, Dean.
Dean Winchester: Yeah, well, whatever. You're alive, I feel good for the first time in a long time. I got a an to live, Sam. I'd like to make the most of it, so what do toi say we kill some evil sons of bitches and we raise a little Hell, huh?
Sam Winchester: You're unbelievable.
Dean Winchester: Very true.


Dean Winchester: What's in the box!
Silence.
Dean Winchester: Brad Pitt, Se7en, no?


Sam Winchester: How could toi make that deal?
Dean Winchester: Because I couldn't live with toi dead.


Bobby Singer: A cheeseburger for breakfast?
Dean Winchester: I ain't sweating the cholesterol.
Sam Winchester: toi saved my life over and over. Man toi sacrifice everything for me, don't toi think I'd do the same for you? You're my big brother, there's nothing I wouldn't do for you. And I don't care, I'm going to get toi out of this. I'm going to save your cul, ass for a change.


Dean Winchester: toi know when we were little, toi couldn't have been plus than five, toi started asking me questions. Like, how come we didn't have a mom? Why we always have to déplacer around? Where'd dad go? When he'd take off for days at a time. I remember I begged toi to quit asking, Sammy, toi don't want to know....
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