Loki_Six

"Wow. So you went from fighting heavenly battles to nuking taquitos?"

"Hey. You know who wears sunglasses inside? Blind people. And douchebags."

"Saving people, hunting things, the family business? I am down. But I was raised on Tolkien, man. Where is all of this? Where are my White Walkers and volcano and magic ring that's thrown in the damn thing? Where's my quest?"

Sam : Look at these chemicals. Do you even read the label? Dean : No. I read PIE. The rest is just blah, blah, blah.

"The Fallen Angels. I mean, thanks to Metatron, we now have a couple of thousand confused, loose nukes walking around down here."

"So are we going to fight or make out? 'Coz I'm getting mixed signals here."

"What you call dyin', I call leavin' a legacy."

"What's that old expression? Success has many fathers, failure is a Winchester."

"What's the line? Saving people, hunting things, the family business. Well, I think the people you save, they're how you justify your pathetic little lives. The alcoholism, the collateral damage, the pain you've caused. The one thing that allows you to sleep at night, the one thing, is knowing that these folks are out there, still out there, happy and healthy because of you, you great, big, bloody heroes. They're your life's work and I'm gonna rip it apart piece by piece. Because I can. Because you can't stop me. Because when they're all gone, what will you have left?"

"There was that day back in Egypt not so long ago where we slew every first-born infant whose door wasn't splashed with lamb's blood. And that was just P.R. You have never done what you were told, not completely. You don't even die right, do you?"