Character: Dean Winchester. Page 57

- You are from what year?
- 2009.
There, you hoard toilet paper!

Sammy, you are missing out! Mother - Krasotka! Crying for me, hell... In the new one.

Life is shit, grab a shovel, snot everyone can be allowed.

- So what makes you think that it was this angel?
- He just... appeared in front of me and I've been overwhelmed with this feeling... you know? If I'm blessed with grace and peace.
Okay, my enlightened you, maybe buy you a Jedi sword and went to Dagobah.

I know Sam. He has more of a conscience than you and me put together. This guy considers himself the last sinner, going to a porn site.

- I don't think you understand what a heap is in serious trouble.
- I disorderly conduct or sew it so seriously, it's time to cook the jelly?

- Father, what's your battered face!
- Estimate, with you the same garbage!

Dean, I was thinking...
- This is not good!

Aspirini?
- No, thank you, Dr. house.

Dean, did you touch my laptop?
- No.
Really? What is it: saasteainete. who?

Evil can understand people can't.
(Demons I can understand. But humans are insane...)

Do not hold on the heart of evil. Get out of here with the world.

You're my brother and I would die for you...

- So this is your ' 67 Impala? Had it towed to the impound lot. She was standing in the wrong place.
- Were not.
- Stood. I put it there.