Οι καλύτερες ατάκες του επεισοδίου 13×13 με τίτλο Devil’s Bargain.
Lucifer: What? What are you gawking at? Haven’t you ever seen the Prince of Darkness before, pal? Turn around.
Dean: Hey, there he is! Donny, how you doing?
Donatello: Ugh, the usual. Bewildered.
Lucifer: What no ‘Eek!’ No ‘Spare me Dark Master?’ No quaking fear?
Sister Jo: Should I quake?
Lucifer: I mean, yeah. Most people sort of do. Yeah.
Sister Jo: We’re not in Heaven. We’re on Earth. You may have noticed, around here, good life ain’t cheap. After the Fall, all the angels were a mess, desperate for ‘housing.’ Any vessel would do. And they had no long game. I, on the other hand, took some care. I listened. A woman was praying for her dying husband. So we made a trade — his life for her vessel. She was grateful. I realized humans are so desperate for life, they’d do almost anything, pay almost anything. So ca-ching! I was a so-so angel, but turns out, I am an excellent businesswoman.
Dean: All right. I say we take dickbag here back to the Bunker, find out what he knows, and put a bullet in him, burn his bones, and flush the ashes.
Castiel: I like that plan.
Sister Jo: It’s always so strange. That final moment when I’ve lost just enough grace that I’m almost —
Sister Jo: I feel emotions. Sensations. Things they must feel.
Lucifer: Yeah, I had that experience. I didn’t like it. Hunger. Cold. Loneliness. I don’t know how they keep going.
Sister Jo: After the Fall, when we lost our wings, I wasn’t devastated. I was liberated. I was finally free. But you must know how that feels.
Lucifer: No. No, I always wanted to fit in, please a father I couldn’t please. And now I’m gonna be a father. Probably screw it up like He did.
Sister Jo: Lucifer the great and terrible.
Lucifer: I don’t know why I said that. Stupid. I mean, it’s like pretty soon, I’m not gonna feel anything, you know. I mean the more I do this, the stronger I get, the more me I become. Lucifer Prince of Darkness. King of Lies. I’m back, baby.
Ketch: I know you think I’m a monster —
Dean: Because you are.
Ketch: But even I must draw the line somewhere. And letting Lucifer free upon the Earth? Well, as it turns out, that’s my line. Not to mention the whole Michael situation. I know you want to kill me. I know you can’t forgive me. But if you think about it, I’m the lesser of well, at least three evils. All I ask is that you wait to murder me until after I prove useful.
Lucifer: Hey, look, I was here when you, when all of you were born. I saw how the old man did it. I can make angels. Okay? And I’ll do it, if…
Dumah: Enough games, Lucifer.
Lucifer: If for my incredible act of generosity, you name me the undisputed and unquestioned ruler of Heaven. Yeah? It’s funny. Oh, come on. Let’s face it. You don’t wanna run the place. Angels were designed to follow, not lead. Don’t give me the stink eye. That wasn’t my idea. The point is, you need me. And icing on the cake, guys — how’d you like your wings back?
Asmodeus: Beautiful isn’t it?
Ketch: Oh, yes.
Asmodeus: The only known weapon capable of destroying an archangel — the archangel blade.
Ketch: You’ll forgive me, but my reading of the lore suggests that the blade is only effective if wielded by an archangel.
Asmodeus: Oh, really? Thanks for the news flash. Allow me to make an introduction. Mr. Ketch… Meet the Archangel Gabriel.