Sam Winchester: Are you saying if you died and I drove your car, you’d kill me? Dean Winchester: If you stunk her up with taquitos, probably.
Sam Winchester: Are you saying if you died and I drove your car, you’d kill me?
Dean Winchester: If you stunk her up with taquitos, probably.
Dean Winchester (to Sam): There was a Taylor Swift song on the bus that I hopped to the motel and I liked it, Sam. I liked it a lot.
Crowley (about Rowena): She was a horrible mother. Did I tell you the time she almost traded me for three pigs? Three! I was an attractive child. I could juggle. I was worth five pigs at least.
Dean Winchester (to Castiel): Some chick bolting on you is not an emergency. That’s every Friday night for Sam.
Dean Winchester: I have this code: No cash for ass.
Dean Winchester (to Sam): Real men don’t drink out of cups this small.
Marie (to Dean): We do explore the nature of Destiel in act two. It’s just subtext. But then again, you can’t spell ‘subtext’ without S-E-X.
Dean Winchester: If there was singing, and that’s a big if, if there was singing, it would be classic rock. Not this Andrew Floyd Webber crap!
Crowley (to an angel): Why can’t you people just sit on clouds and play harps like you’re supposed to?
Dean Winchester (to Lester): You’ve just got that pervy, ‘I’d do anything to nail my secretary’ look.
Lester (to Dean): I know what an alibi is. I watch Franklin and Bash.
Crowley (to Dean): Who do you think you’re talking to here? Does the Tin Man have a sheet-metal willy? Of course I lied!
Crowley (to Sam about Dean): He’s my best friend, my partner in crime. They’ll write songs about us, graphic novels: The Misadventures of Crowley and Squirrel. Dean Winchester completes me. And that’s what makes you lose your chickens.
Crowley (to Sam about Dean): You don’t care that he’s a demon. Heck, you’ve been a demon. We’ve all been demons.
Dean Winchester: Let’s not argue about good sex.
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