Οι καλύτερες ατάκες του επεισοδίου 13×21 με τίτλο Beat The Devil.
Sam: It’s all I want. It’s all I can think about. But we’ve been down this road before. Teaming up with Lucifer —
Dean: We’re not teaming up with him.
Castiel: We just need his grace.
Sam: Oh, ‘just.’
Dean: We’ve trapped his ass before.
Sam: Yes, and every time, it ends up the same way, with the Devil being on the loose again.
Castiel: Look, Sam, I was used by Lucifer, too. It was the worst possible violation. So I-I’m not taking your reluctance lightly, but he is already out there, and we’ve been ignoring it and avoiding dealing with him because we’re afraid. We let Lucifer out of the Cage, and he has never stopped being our responsibility.
Lucifer: Oh, hey, Sam. Oh, look at this. All the people I love to torture in the same room. What’s the occasion, guys? Ah. Okay, I think I see what’s going on. You’re planning a trip to save Mother Mary, and you need my grace. Is that about it?
Castiel: Good guess.
Lucifer: Okay, you could’ve done this back at the bar. Could’ve drained me, killed me. What’s this really about? Humiliation? Revenge?
Sam: Ah, those are just bonuses. See, we got a lot of work to do back in Apocalypse World, but not a whole lot of time to do it. So I realized something. I realized we could use you. Use you not to just crack the door open, but to keep it open. So we’re gonna drain you. We’re gonna keep on draining you.
Dean: Like a stuck pig.
Gabriel: Grace on tap, sorry bro.
Sam: And then when we get back. Then we’ll kill you.
Gabriel: I skipped out on Heaven, Castiel. They wouldn’t want me back. As far as they’re concerned, I’m a screw up. Hell, as far as I’m concerned, I’m a screw up.
Castiel: Well, Heaven’s been run into the ground by upstanding angels. Perhaps a screw up is just the change we need.
Dean: You seem different since we got here.
Dean: Yeah, like you’re lighter, happier, more energetic.
Sam: I don’t know. Maybe it’s just, you know, Mom and Jack and… You know, I mean, we’ve been working at it so hard for this for so long, and now we’re finally here. We’re close. Can’t you feel it?
Dean: Tell me, what makes a blood sucker look like that?
Floyd: Starvation. When Michael’s armies started to wipe out the humans, they didn’t think about monsters or what happened to ’em when their food source dried up. Turns out, not eating makes them wild. Nothing but pure, stupid appetite.
Lucifer: Hey, come on, Red. I’m just trying to have a good time with you. Like last time. You remember that? When I surprised you at your hotel room? Oh. I mean, I even wanted you to put up a fight. I wanted a little bit of a tussle, but you froze. You choked. So I choked ya. What was that like, burning to death? You know, I can’t get that smell out of my nose, that ashy reek of burnt up ginger!
Rowena: Shut your mouth! — Oh! You want to get inside my head, twist the knife? Two can play that game. Do you know what your grace is making possible right now? The heartfelt family reunion of Sam, Dean, Cas, Mary, and your very own son Jack. That’s right. Your wee boy’s over there, and he’ll be so glad to see his three fathers. Of course, as far as he’s concerned, they are his father. And you? You’re nothing to him. Or me. Or anyone now. Nothing.
Rowena: Fine. This isn’t how you wanted things to work out, but yes, Rowena, thanks to you, Sam and Dean’ll be trapped in some sort of nightmare universe with the Devil himself. And you’re the only person who might be able to devise a way to keep the door back home open for them. But sorry, boys. Au revoir, bon voyage, not my problem. Bollocks! Bums bollocks.
Lucifer: I want what you already have — a relationship with my son. Okay, there was a time that I would, you know, just grab him, but I’ve grown.
Sam: I’m sure you have.
Lucifer: I have, Samuel. I want my son, and you’re gonna help me.
Lucifer: Look, Sammy, I’m — I’m not asking you to — to like it or to like me. All I’m asking is that you acknowledge the truth, that I was the one who brought you back to life, that I was the one who lifted you from the darkness and into the light. Okay? Apocalypse World, Michael’s armies — you really think you and your family can handle that stuff alone? You need me.
Lucifer: Hello son.