Jody Mills: We will handle it. Come on. You guys take care of the world. We got Sioux Falls covered.
Dean Winchester: Damn right you do.
Amara: I just wanted to hurt him. I wanted to make him pay.
Dean Winchester: Yeah, that’s revenge. It’ll get you out of bed in the morning, and when you get it, it feels great… for about five minutes.
Dean Winchester: Come on. You know the drill. No chick-flick moments. Come on.
Sam Winchester: Yeah, you love chick flicks.
Dean Winchester: Yeah, you’re right. I do.
Dean Winchester: I want a big funeral. All right? I’m talking epic. Okay? Open bar, choir, Sabbath cover band, and Gary Busey reading the eulogy.
Sam Winchester: Done.
Dean Winchester: And for my ashes, I like it here. Yeah. You know, as far as eternal resting places go.
Castiel: I could go with you.
Dean Winchester: No, no, no.No, I got to do this alone. Listen, if, when, when this works, Sam, he’s gonna be a mess. So look out for him, okay? Make sure he doesn’t do anything stupid.
Castiel: Of course.
Castiel: Dean, are you okay? How do you feel?
Dean Winchester: Like my insides just got flame-broiled. Is that normal?
Rowena: Sweetie, we’re so far past normal.
Dean Winchester (to ghosts): Get your Casper asses out here!
Sam Winchester (to Dean about ghosts): You know what? Why don’t you finish up? I’ll go piss them off.
Dean Winchester (imitating Rowena): It’s a Book of the Damned spell, boyos. Take this wee crystal. It’ll suck up all the blimey ghosts. Just say the magic word.
Dean Winchester: If you’ve got something for me to punch, shoot, or kill, let me know and I’ll do it. I’ll do it till I die. But how are we supposed to fix the friggin’ sun?
Crowley: Well… that was a complete and utter dog’s breakfast, wasn’t it?
Castiel: I didn’t know dogs had breakfast.
Dean Winchester: Cas is back.
Dean Winchester: So, what am I supposed to do, just sit by and watch?
Sam Winchester: No. We’re both in this fight. You’re leading this army.
Dean Winchester: Oh, you mean babysitting the bad guys?