Οι καλύτερες ατάκες του επεισοδίου 14×14 – Ouroboros.
Dean: Yeah. Who would just let themselves be eaten? Hey, I’ll say it again, my money’s on witchcraft.
Rowena: Och, you. Always blaming witches.
Dean: ‘Cause a lot of times, it’s witches.
Rowena: Speaking of which, I’m also curious as to how your brother is managing to keep an archangel locked away inside his mind.
Sam: Because… he’s Dean. And Dean is Dean. He’s fine.
Dean: ‘Dean, I see you standing alone by the truck reading this
note. I see you and the tall man and the red-headed witch chasing me. I
will always see you. Stop, or I will make you stop. Regards, Noah.’ I’m
on a first-name basis with some psycho pen pal. That’s aces.
Castiel: Somehow he knows you. But you’re not standing alone. Why doesn’t he mention me?
Dean: Maybe you’re not his type.
Rowena: What did you do to that boy? When I cast the transformation spell, I felt something else pushing back, some other thing inside him. It’s volatile magic, powerful and it’s stitched to him like some kind of parasite. I was curious before, but now I am worried, so I’ll ask you again, Sam. What did you do?
Sam: Okay, listen. Jack’s being careful. We’re all being careful. That’s all you need to know.
Rowena: Fine. Don’t tell me. But using dangerous, mysterious magic, regardless of the cost… that’s a very on-brand me thing to do.
Sam: Well, thank you.
Rowena: Of course, Samuel. Until very recently, I was the villain.
Victim: You’re just preying on — on helpless men?
Noah: ‘Helpless men’ — that’s rich. No, I do eat ladies, too, but women have become so cautious lately. Must be all that finally waking up from centuries of misogynistic oppression. Good for them. Bad for you. It’s so bad for him, isn’t it, Felix?
Castiel: But, Jack… you know, Sam and Dean, they’re human, and they’re very extraordinary, brave, special humans, but they’re — they’re still humans. And humans burn bright, but for a very brief time compared to, you know, things like us. And eventually, they’re gone, even the very best ones, and we have to carry on. It’s just — It’s part of growing up.
Jack: What’s the point of being a cosmic being if everyone I care about is just gonna… leave?
Castiel: The point is that they were here at all and you got to know them, you — When they’re gone, it will hurt, but that hurt will remind you of how much you loved them.
Jack: That sounds… awful.
Castiel: It is, but it’s also living. So when Dean wakes up — and he will wake up — we just have to remember to appreciate the time that we all have together now.
Michael: That’s not very nice. And if we’re not being nice, what if… you couldn’t breathe? That’s a terrible feeling, isn’t it? What if you were also blind?
Michael: And what if you just hurt? But… fun as this is, I think… no more games. This time, you all die. This time, the world burns.
Michael: How dare you! Burning off your soul? You’ll run out soon enough.
Jack: It’s worth the cost.
Michael: I should have killed you when I had the chance.
Jack: I feel the same.
Michael: I am the commander of the host! The cleanser of worlds! I will not be challenged by a child!
Jack: I am not a child! I’m the son of Lucifer. I’m a hunter! I am a Winchester!
Jack: I’m me again.