Ατάκες από το 19ο επεισόδιο της 8ης σεζόν.
Dean: Like I told you before, this isn’t going to end. Look, man, other guys, they got it easy, you know? It’s all backyard barbecues and… bowling teams. But you and me? We got to carry a little extra weight.
Kevin: I can’t take it.
Dean: Hey, look at me. Now this whole thing sucks, I know. But you suck it up and you push through, because that’s what we do. And when you get on board with that, the ride is a whole lot smoother. French fry?
Crowley: As you may recall, patience isn’t one of my virtues. Well, I don’t have any virtues, but if I did, I’m certain that patience wouldn’t be one.
Sam: He’s good, all things considered. Ornery as hell, of course.
Dean: As he should be.
Crowley: What you people never seem to understand is that you are nothing! Fleeting blips of light. I am forever.
Bobby: Must’ve been hell on you not being able to get him out all that time.
Sam: [looks sheepish]
Bobby: You did try.
Sam: Look, Bobby, Dean and I had an agreement.
Bobby: I know that agreement. I taught you that agreement. That’s a non-agreement.
Dean: [after a male crossroads demon appears] What happened to the hot chicks?
Dean: [to Kevin] That’s my pie…
Crowley: As you may recall patience isn’t one of my virtues. Well, I don’t have any virtues, but if I did patience I’m certain patience wouldn’t be one. [later] You’re trying my non-patience.
Sam: [to Bobby] OK what about your free pedicure about the Mall of America? You made Dean swear never to tell another living soul how it changed your life. [ed. note: more men should get pedicures. They are missing out.]
Crowley: I need Kevin Tran and I need his half of the tablet. Apparently his has the good stuff, where mine has the acknowledgements and about the author!
Bobby: [about heaven] If they give me a rocking-chair up there, I’m raising hell.
Ajay: Of course, you are the Winchesters.
Dean: I’m sorry. Have we met?
Ajay: I am the reaper that took Bobby Singer to hell.
Sam: Bobby in hell? We burned his bones. Once we did that, it was over. End of story.
Ajay: Ummm…not necessarily.
Dean: No, no, no. Ya see, Bobby was on the good side of things, and good guys go to the Penhouse.
Ajay: Mostly. It depends on who you know; what palms get greased. If you’re on the king of hell’s no fly list, no way you cruise the friendly skies.
Dean: Okay. Let’s do this. How much for two tickets down, three back.
Sam: What do you mean this is purgatory? This isn’t what I paid for – I booked the hell tour!
Ajay: Woah, woah, Winchester, detach. This is hell adjacent. I’ve been down this highway many times before.
Kevin: I’m gonna be in my room. Let me know when there’s a good day.
Dean: That’s my pie.
Crowley: As you might recall, patience isn’t one of my virtues. Well, I don’t have any virtues, but if I did, I’m sure patience wouldn’t be one of them.
Crowley: You’re trying my non-patience.
Bobby: Get the hell out of here you black eyed son of a bitch.
Sam: What? Bobby, it’s Sam!
Bobby: Yeah, and I’m Elvis. Move your ass, git!
Sam: Bobby, it’s me! Dammit. If it’s not Sam, then how do I know about you and Tori Spelling?
Bobby: I’m sorry Sam, but you’re the 200th Sam I’ve seen today. That’s how they screw with me. Just endless Sams and Deans all wearin’ black eyes. Wait a minute. What are you doin’ here? Please don’t tell me it’s what I think it is.
Crowley: My hellhound has been killed. Winchester jumbo size is trying to break into the mothership and that prophet of theirs is madly translating away – ADD IT UP!
Crowley: I need Kevin Tran and I need his half of the tablet. His has the good stuff whera mine has the acknowledgements and ‘about the author!’
Naomi: Oh, I know you’ve been doing business with Ajay. He did mention, didn’t he, that his way into hell is through purgatory? I knew you’d want to know. See? We can be of help to each other.
Sam: You knew, somehow, right?
Bobby: I took a chance? 5050.
Dean: If you want nothin to do with this, I completely understand.
Benny: When Dean Winchester asks for a favor, he’s not screwing around.
Dean: Benny, sending you back there is the last thing I ever wanted to do.
Benny: I know, I know.
Dean: By my little brother is stuck down there.
Benny: This be the little brother who wants to kill me right?
Dean: You got access.
Benny: By access you mean getting beheaded?
Dean: Yeah, you’re right. It’s too much. I haven’t exactly been there for you lately.
Benny: Oh come on Dean,you know I love a challenge.
Dean: You serious?
Benny: Hey, he’s your brother. I say let’s do this.
Dean: I owe you.
Benny: You don’t owe me nothin’. Truth is, I could use a break from all this.
Naomi: Let me see if I’ve interpreted the situation correctly. The Winchesters have freed an innocent from hell, from which you are wrongfully are trying to return him.
Crowley: Siding with them, Naomi? You don’t know those two, Naomi. Before they’re done, we’ll both be locked away.
Naomi: I’m just hoping they lock you away, dear. The rest, I’ll figure out.
Crowley: Bureaucrat! You’re fighting outside your weight class.
Naomi: Don’t call me a bureaucrat.