Sam: Burning the painting didn't get rid of it
Dean: Yeah, thank आप Captain Obvious
Dean: (talking about his dad) आप know I प्यार the guy but I swear he writes like freaking Yoda.
Bela: Do आप really think this is going to work?
Dean: Almost definitely not.
Bela: So, how'd things go last night with Peter?
Bela: That well, huh.
Dean: If आप say "I told आप so," I swear to God, I'll start swinging
Dean:You know what? I’m not going to kill her. I think slow torture’s the way to go
Dean:You stink like sex
Dean: Can I shoot her?
Sam: Not in public
Sam: I think it's Snow White
Dean: Snow White? Ah, I saw that movie. Oh, the porn version anyway.
Dean: Your half-caf, double vanilla latte is getting cold over here, Francis.
Dean: We don't? Well, we should. You're my brother.
Sam: You're my brother.
Dean: Yeah!
Sam: आप know, that's what आप कहा when आप snaked my ATM card, या when आप bailed on my graduation, या when आप hooked up with Rachel Nayv.
Dean: Who?
Sam: Uh, my prom date. On prom night.
Dean: *under his breath* Yeah, that does kinda sound like me.
Sam: This is the dumbest thing you've ever done.
Dean: I don't know about that. Remember that waitress in Tampa?
Henricksen: आप think you're funny?
Dean: I think I'm adorable.
Dean: Ya' know she could be faking.
Sam: Yeah, what do आप wanna do, poke her with a stick?
Dean: *nods*
Sam: Dude, you're not gonna poke her with a stick?
Dean : What do आप want me to do, Sam, huh? Sit around all दिन लेखन sad poems about how I’m going to die? आप know what, I’ve got one. Let’s see, what rhymes with "Shut up, Sam"?
Dean : आप fudging touch me again, I'll fudging kill you!
Dean: I hope your सेब pie is freakin' worth it!
Dean: We might even run into फ्रेड and Daphnie inside. Mmmm... Daphnie. I प्यार her.
Dean: Come on man. I know Sam, OK? Better than anyone. He's got और of a conscience than I do. I mean the guy feels guilty searching the internet for porn.
Dean: I'm not gonna die in a hospital where the nurses aren't even hot.
Dean: We know a little about a lot of things; just enough to make us dangerous.
Dean: Damn cops.
Sam: They were just doing their job.
Dean: No. They were doing our job, only they don't know it so they suck at it.
Dean: I like him. He says okie dokie.
Dean : As long as I'm around, nothing bad is gonna happen to you.
Sam : Kids are the best?
Dean : Yeah, I प्यार kids.
Sam : Name three children that आप even know.
Dean : (scratches head)
Sam : (walks away)
Dean : I'm thinking!
Dean : Ugh, the thought of him driving my car.
Sam : Oh, c'mon.
Dean : It's killing me!
Dean : Man, you're a lying bastard! I thought आप कहा we were going to see a doctor.
Sam : I believe I कहा specialist. Look Dean, this guy is supposed to be the real deal.
Dean : I can't believe आप brought me here to see some guy who heals people out of a tent!
Dean : आप better take care of that car. Or, I swear, I'll haunt your ass.
Sam : I don't think that's funny.
Dean : Oh come on, it's a little funny.
Sam : Dean, there's ten times as much lore about एंन्जल्स as there is about anything else we've ever hunted.
Dean : आप know what, there's a ton of lore on यूनिकॉर्न too. In fact, I hear that they ride on silver moonbeams, and that they shoot rainbows out of their ass!
Sam : (looking heartbroken) Wait, there's no such thing as unicorns?
Dean : (Looks concerned for a moment, then catches on.) Cute.
Dean : Of course, the most troubling सवाल is, why do these people assume we're gay.
Dean (to infected townsperson) : Heh. Well, आप are a handsome devil, but I don't झूला, स्विंग that way. Sorry.
Dean : The secretary's name is Carly. She's 23, she kayaks, and they're real.
Sam : आप didn't happen to ask her if she's seen any black कुत्ता lately, did you?
(Dean hands over a list.)
Dean : Every complaint called in this week about anything big, black या doglike. There's 19 calls in all. And, uh, I don't know what this is.
(He hands Sam a post-it note. Sam laughs.)
Sam : आप mean Carly's MySpace address?
Dean : Yeah, MySpace, what the hell is that?
(Sam laughs.)
Dean: Seriously, is that like some sort of porn site?
Sam: So let me get this straight. आप want to drive all the way to Cicero just to hook up with some बिना सोचे समझे chick?
Dean: She was a yoga teacher. That was the bendiest weekend of my life!
Dean:1995.
Sam: No way. That's my Division Championship सॉकर trophy. I can't believe he kept this.
Dean: Probably the closest आप ever got to being a boy.
Dean:: So if we wanna go check out these omens in Ohio, think आप can have that thing ready द्वारा this afternoon?
Bobby: Well, it won’t kill demons द्वारा then, but I can promise it’ll kill you.
Sam: I've got a theory. Sort of.
Dean: Hit me.
Sam: Well, thinking about fairy tales.
Dean: Oh, that’s... that's nice. आप think about fairy tales often?
Sam: (staring at frog on the road) Yeah, you’re right, that's completely normal.
Dean: All right, maybe it is fairy tales. Totally messed-up fairy tales. I'll tell आप one thing, there’s no way I'm चुंबन a damned frog.
Sam: (gesturing to कद्दू on porch) Hey, check that out.
Dean: Yeah? It's close to Halloween.
Sam: आप remember Cinderella? The कद्दू that turns into a coach and the mice that become horses?
Dean: Dude! Could आप be और gay? Don't answer that.
Dean: आप find a way to stop Callie, all right.
Sam: What about you?
Dean: I'm gonna go stop the big bad wolf. Which is the weirdest thing I've ever said.
Dean: A Hand of Glory? I think I got one of those at the end of my Thai massage last week.
Bela: आप know, when this is over, we should really have angry sex.
Dean: (after thinking hard) Don't objectify me.
Dixon: Can आप think of a worse hell?
Dean: Well, there's Hell.
Sam: Huh, when आप sacrifice to Holnacar, guess what he gives आप in return?
Dean: Lap dances, hopefully.
Dean: She gave them to आप for free? Do आप sell them for free?
Shopkeeper: No way. It's Christmas. People pay a buttload for them.
Dean: That's the spirit.
Sam: (getting off the phone with Bobby) Well, we're not dealing with the anti-Claus.
Dean: What'd Bobby say?
Sam: Uh, that we're morons.
Dean: आप saved my life.
Ruby: Don't mention it.
Dean: What was that stuff? God, it was ass. It tasted like ass.
Ruby: It's witchcraft, short bus. (she leaves)
Dean:You're the short bus, short bus...
Dean: आप wanna kill me. Get in the line bitch!
Dean(to Sam after he wakes up from a 'pleasant' dream)- "Who are आप dreaming about? Angelina Jolie?"
Sam- "No..."
Dean- "Brad Pitt?"
Dean being mimicked द्वारा Sam: आप think your being funny but your being really really childish...Sam winchester wears make-up...Sam Winchester cries his way through sex...Sam Winchester keeps a ruler द्वारा his बिस्तर and every morning when he wakes up he...OK ENOUGH!!
(Mystery Spot)
Dean: Lets hunt down those evil sons of bitches as soon as we can!
"It's like we got a contract on us. आप think it's 'cause we're so awesome? I think it's 'cause it's we're so awesome." -Dean
Henriksen: I shot the Sheriff.
Dean (stares at the dead cop for a minute): But आप didn't shoot the Deputy
(Jus In Bello)
Henricksen: I mean, after all, seeing आप two in chains...
Dean: आप kinky son of a b!tch, we don't झूला, स्विंग that way.
Sam: आप were possessed.
Henricksen: Possessed like... possessed?
Sam: That's what it feels like. Now आप know
Dean: I owe आप the biggest "I told आप so" ever.
Dean: Honestly, I think the world's going to end bloody. But it doesn't mean we shouldn't fight. We do have choices. I choose to go down swingin'.
Henricksen: I better call in. Hell of a story I won't be telling.
Sam: So what are आप going to tell them?
Henricksen: The least ridiculous lie I can come up with in the अगला five minutes.
Dean: Good luck with that.
Sam: So, what's the plan?
Dean: Open the doors, let them all in, and we fight.
Henricksen: आप know what my job is?
Dean: आप mean, besides locking up the good guys?
(Jus in Bello)
Dean: I hate witches! Spewing their bodly fluids every where, it is insanity! No down right unsanitary!
Sam: Yeah.
Meg: He begged for his life with tears in his eyes. He begged to see his sons one last time. Thats when I slit his throat!
Dean: For your sake, I hope your lying. 'cause if it's true i swear to *GOD!* I will march into hell myself, and i will slaughter each and every one of आप evil sons of bitches, so help me God!
Dean: Where's our Dad, Meg?
Meg: आप didn't ask very nicely
Dean: Where's our Dad BITCH!
Meg: Do आप किस आप mother with that mouth? Oh i forgot...... आप dont!
Dean: Yeah, thank आप Captain Obvious
Dean: (talking about his dad) आप know I प्यार the guy but I swear he writes like freaking Yoda.
Bela: Do आप really think this is going to work?
Dean: Almost definitely not.
Bela: So, how'd things go last night with Peter?
Bela: That well, huh.
Dean: If आप say "I told आप so," I swear to God, I'll start swinging
Dean:You know what? I’m not going to kill her. I think slow torture’s the way to go
Dean:You stink like sex
Dean: Can I shoot her?
Sam: Not in public
Sam: I think it's Snow White
Dean: Snow White? Ah, I saw that movie. Oh, the porn version anyway.
Dean: Your half-caf, double vanilla latte is getting cold over here, Francis.
Dean: We don't? Well, we should. You're my brother.
Sam: You're my brother.
Dean: Yeah!
Sam: आप know, that's what आप कहा when आप snaked my ATM card, या when आप bailed on my graduation, या when आप hooked up with Rachel Nayv.
Dean: Who?
Sam: Uh, my prom date. On prom night.
Dean: *under his breath* Yeah, that does kinda sound like me.
Sam: This is the dumbest thing you've ever done.
Dean: I don't know about that. Remember that waitress in Tampa?
Henricksen: आप think you're funny?
Dean: I think I'm adorable.
Dean: Ya' know she could be faking.
Sam: Yeah, what do आप wanna do, poke her with a stick?
Dean: *nods*
Sam: Dude, you're not gonna poke her with a stick?
Dean : What do आप want me to do, Sam, huh? Sit around all दिन लेखन sad poems about how I’m going to die? आप know what, I’ve got one. Let’s see, what rhymes with "Shut up, Sam"?
Dean : आप fudging touch me again, I'll fudging kill you!
Dean: I hope your सेब pie is freakin' worth it!
Dean: We might even run into फ्रेड and Daphnie inside. Mmmm... Daphnie. I प्यार her.
Dean: Come on man. I know Sam, OK? Better than anyone. He's got और of a conscience than I do. I mean the guy feels guilty searching the internet for porn.
Dean: I'm not gonna die in a hospital where the nurses aren't even hot.
Dean: We know a little about a lot of things; just enough to make us dangerous.
Dean: Damn cops.
Sam: They were just doing their job.
Dean: No. They were doing our job, only they don't know it so they suck at it.
Dean: I like him. He says okie dokie.
Dean : As long as I'm around, nothing bad is gonna happen to you.
Sam : Kids are the best?
Dean : Yeah, I प्यार kids.
Sam : Name three children that आप even know.
Dean : (scratches head)
Sam : (walks away)
Dean : I'm thinking!
Dean : Ugh, the thought of him driving my car.
Sam : Oh, c'mon.
Dean : It's killing me!
Dean : Man, you're a lying bastard! I thought आप कहा we were going to see a doctor.
Sam : I believe I कहा specialist. Look Dean, this guy is supposed to be the real deal.
Dean : I can't believe आप brought me here to see some guy who heals people out of a tent!
Dean : आप better take care of that car. Or, I swear, I'll haunt your ass.
Sam : I don't think that's funny.
Dean : Oh come on, it's a little funny.
Sam : Dean, there's ten times as much lore about एंन्जल्स as there is about anything else we've ever hunted.
Dean : आप know what, there's a ton of lore on यूनिकॉर्न too. In fact, I hear that they ride on silver moonbeams, and that they shoot rainbows out of their ass!
Sam : (looking heartbroken) Wait, there's no such thing as unicorns?
Dean : (Looks concerned for a moment, then catches on.) Cute.
Dean : Of course, the most troubling सवाल is, why do these people assume we're gay.
Dean (to infected townsperson) : Heh. Well, आप are a handsome devil, but I don't झूला, स्विंग that way. Sorry.
Dean : The secretary's name is Carly. She's 23, she kayaks, and they're real.
Sam : आप didn't happen to ask her if she's seen any black कुत्ता lately, did you?
(Dean hands over a list.)
Dean : Every complaint called in this week about anything big, black या doglike. There's 19 calls in all. And, uh, I don't know what this is.
(He hands Sam a post-it note. Sam laughs.)
Sam : आप mean Carly's MySpace address?
Dean : Yeah, MySpace, what the hell is that?
(Sam laughs.)
Dean: Seriously, is that like some sort of porn site?
Sam: So let me get this straight. आप want to drive all the way to Cicero just to hook up with some बिना सोचे समझे chick?
Dean: She was a yoga teacher. That was the bendiest weekend of my life!
Dean:1995.
Sam: No way. That's my Division Championship सॉकर trophy. I can't believe he kept this.
Dean: Probably the closest आप ever got to being a boy.
Dean:: So if we wanna go check out these omens in Ohio, think आप can have that thing ready द्वारा this afternoon?
Bobby: Well, it won’t kill demons द्वारा then, but I can promise it’ll kill you.
Sam: I've got a theory. Sort of.
Dean: Hit me.
Sam: Well, thinking about fairy tales.
Dean: Oh, that’s... that's nice. आप think about fairy tales often?
Sam: (staring at frog on the road) Yeah, you’re right, that's completely normal.
Dean: All right, maybe it is fairy tales. Totally messed-up fairy tales. I'll tell आप one thing, there’s no way I'm चुंबन a damned frog.
Sam: (gesturing to कद्दू on porch) Hey, check that out.
Dean: Yeah? It's close to Halloween.
Sam: आप remember Cinderella? The कद्दू that turns into a coach and the mice that become horses?
Dean: Dude! Could आप be और gay? Don't answer that.
Dean: आप find a way to stop Callie, all right.
Sam: What about you?
Dean: I'm gonna go stop the big bad wolf. Which is the weirdest thing I've ever said.
Dean: A Hand of Glory? I think I got one of those at the end of my Thai massage last week.
Bela: आप know, when this is over, we should really have angry sex.
Dean: (after thinking hard) Don't objectify me.
Dixon: Can आप think of a worse hell?
Dean: Well, there's Hell.
Sam: Huh, when आप sacrifice to Holnacar, guess what he gives आप in return?
Dean: Lap dances, hopefully.
Dean: She gave them to आप for free? Do आप sell them for free?
Shopkeeper: No way. It's Christmas. People pay a buttload for them.
Dean: That's the spirit.
Sam: (getting off the phone with Bobby) Well, we're not dealing with the anti-Claus.
Dean: What'd Bobby say?
Sam: Uh, that we're morons.
Dean: आप saved my life.
Ruby: Don't mention it.
Dean: What was that stuff? God, it was ass. It tasted like ass.
Ruby: It's witchcraft, short bus. (she leaves)
Dean:You're the short bus, short bus...
Dean: आप wanna kill me. Get in the line bitch!
Dean(to Sam after he wakes up from a 'pleasant' dream)- "Who are आप dreaming about? Angelina Jolie?"
Sam- "No..."
Dean- "Brad Pitt?"
Dean being mimicked द्वारा Sam: आप think your being funny but your being really really childish...Sam winchester wears make-up...Sam Winchester cries his way through sex...Sam Winchester keeps a ruler द्वारा his बिस्तर and every morning when he wakes up he...OK ENOUGH!!
(Mystery Spot)
Dean: Lets hunt down those evil sons of bitches as soon as we can!
"It's like we got a contract on us. आप think it's 'cause we're so awesome? I think it's 'cause it's we're so awesome." -Dean
Henriksen: I shot the Sheriff.
Dean (stares at the dead cop for a minute): But आप didn't shoot the Deputy
(Jus In Bello)
Henricksen: I mean, after all, seeing आप two in chains...
Dean: आप kinky son of a b!tch, we don't झूला, स्विंग that way.
Sam: आप were possessed.
Henricksen: Possessed like... possessed?
Sam: That's what it feels like. Now आप know
Dean: I owe आप the biggest "I told आप so" ever.
Dean: Honestly, I think the world's going to end bloody. But it doesn't mean we shouldn't fight. We do have choices. I choose to go down swingin'.
Henricksen: I better call in. Hell of a story I won't be telling.
Sam: So what are आप going to tell them?
Henricksen: The least ridiculous lie I can come up with in the अगला five minutes.
Dean: Good luck with that.
Sam: So, what's the plan?
Dean: Open the doors, let them all in, and we fight.
Henricksen: आप know what my job is?
Dean: आप mean, besides locking up the good guys?
(Jus in Bello)
Dean: I hate witches! Spewing their bodly fluids every where, it is insanity! No down right unsanitary!
Sam: Yeah.
Meg: He begged for his life with tears in his eyes. He begged to see his sons one last time. Thats when I slit his throat!
Dean: For your sake, I hope your lying. 'cause if it's true i swear to *GOD!* I will march into hell myself, and i will slaughter each and every one of आप evil sons of bitches, so help me God!
Dean: Where's our Dad, Meg?
Meg: आप didn't ask very nicely
Dean: Where's our Dad BITCH!
Meg: Do आप किस आप mother with that mouth? Oh i forgot...... आप dont!