Character: Bobby Singer. Page 5

Shut up and dig, scream.

My years, what I want, I do!

Go ubeysya the wall... you call here again I'll kill you!

- Aren't you tired of always wrong?
- So I freak out! Take me to court!

I called another couple of hunters, one does not take up...
- It is fishy...
- What are you talking about?!

- Well, what took you in the corps?
- Feet turn up famously, but the Boobs did not work!

- All right, son?
- I have a bell in your head evening bells play! Amazing!

Get the hell off my property before I have you so full of rock salt kicked that shit Margarita.

I have no idea how, but I carry a suitcase of knowledge and bestial nature.
- You are sick in the head, man.
- I was told.

Dean... can you...
- Me...
- Guys, we can go, huh? And then I'll burst into tears!

How to find God, tell him to send legs!
When you find God, tell Him to send legs!

Family - this is not a list of who begat whom.

- Refuel in the morning with a hamburger?
- I sold my soul. I have a year left. Obesity problems don't bother me.
(- Chew for Breakfast a bacon cheeseburger?!
- I sold my soul, a year will die. Do not care about the cholesterol!)