Kelly: Jack, don’t let anyone tell you who you are supposed to be. Because who you’re supposed to be isn’t fate, it isn’t me, it isn’t your father. You are who you choose to be. And I know you are going to be okay. God, you are going to be amazing. You have an angel watching over you.
Dean: Leave it to a psychic to cut right through the small talk.
Missouri: No, there’ll be none of that. I’ve seen how this turns out. I run, you catch me, I die. I stay, I die. But this way, my people, they’re gonna murder your ass.
Dean: Okay, this woman you’re describing that walked out on her family, that wasn’t who Missouri was at all.
Jack: Yeah, well, Dean sees it. That’s why he says — he said he’d kill me.
Sam: He what?
Jack: And maybe he should. Mom said I could be good, that I had the choice to be good, that it was up to me. But she’s dead, because of me. I’ve only been on Earth for a few days, and I’ve already hurt people. I’ve already done bad things, and no matter how hard I try, I can’t — I can’t do the one good stupid thing you want me to. So, I must be evil. Like Lucifer.
Sam: Jack, listen. Asmodeus tricking you, Dean… none of that is your fault. I think that, uh, everything that has happened, you are scared to use your power and me pressuring you certainly isn’t helping.
Sam: Because I know what it feels like to feel like you don’t belong, to feel like there’s this darkness inside of you, to be scared of who you are, what you can do. Dean, Cas — my family helped me through that. So now I wanna help you, because you’re not evil Jack.
Patience: School’s in an hour, so, I guess, calculus.
Jody: And your gift?
Patience: I talked to my Dad, and he thinks I should put it away. Dad says we should just get back to normal. Maybe he’s right.
Dean: He is. This life, hunting monsters, there’s no joy in it. There’s nothing but pain, horror, and death. So, if you get a chance at normal. you take it.
Sam: I didn’t.
Sam: I didn’t ‘end bad.’ When I was the ‘freak,’ when I was drinking demon blood.
Dean: Come on, man. That’s totally different.
Sam: Was it? Because you could have put a bullet in me. Dad told you to put a bullet in me, but you didn’t! You saved me! So help me save him!
Dean: You deserved to be saved! He doesn’t!
Sam: Yes he does, Dean! Of course he does!
Dean: Look, I know you think you can use him as some sort of an inter-dimensional can opener, and that’s fine. But don’t act like you care about him! Because you only care about what he can do for you. So if you wanna pretend, that’s fine. But me? I can hardly look at the kid! Because when I do, all I see is everybody we lost!
Dean: And what about Cas?!
Sam: What about Cas?!
Dean: He manipulated him. He made him promises. He said paradise on Earth, and Cas bought it. And you know what it got him? It got him dead! Now you may be able to forget about that! But I can’t!!!