-Sam: I was thinking about seeing a movie.
-Dean: That could be cool.
-Sam: It’s a French movie.
-Dean: You mean like nudie French?
-Sam: Even better. It’s about a mime, that’s secretly a cockroach.
Crowley: You’re my mother, I don’t want to see anything. I’ve been to Hell, thanks.
-Oliver: What are you?
-Castiel: I’m an angel.
-Oliver: But… No, you can’t be.
-Castiel: Why not?
-Oliver: Because I’m an athiest.
-Rowena: Dean.
-Dean: Rowena? What’s a nice girl like you doing in a place like this? I’m sorry. Did I say “nice girl”? I meant “evil skank.”
-Rowena: You say that like that’s an insult. But nice girls, they’re pathetic. Here’s to evil skanks.
-Metatron: Well, howdy, fellas.
-Bobby: This is the scribe of God? Looks like a Fraggle.
-Metatron: I’m gonna take that as a compliment. That was an excellent program.
-Crowley: Squirrel.
-Dean: Boris. Where’s Natasha?
Dean: Once a wise man told me, “Family don’t end in blood”. But it doesn’t start there either!
-Cas: Dean has giving up.
-Bobby: And you idjits haven`t.
-Cas: Would you?
-Bobby: Hell no!
-Castiel: Metatron, we are here…
-Metatron: I know why you’re here, “Asstiel”, and I’m not interested. I told you I would rather die then let Dean Winchester use me as his personal punching bag again.
-Castiel: Don’t worry. Dean’s not involved. You’re gonna be my punching bag.
-Castiel: We have your grace, Metatron. You’re mortal now. So you will answer our questions, or Sam will, um… what’s the phrase? Blow your fricking brains out. It’s called leverage, Metatron.
-Sam: Learn it, live it, love it.
-Rowena: You can`t
-Crowley: I can! I`m bloody Crowley! I`m the king of Hell! I do, what I want, when I want!

