Character: Dean Winchester. Page 58

- Absolutely crazy old lady.
Why? Because she believes in ghosts?
- You see. Protect your girlfriend? Gigolo.
- You go to the forest!
Rather she drag you there.

He went over to Rebecca, looked just like you.
- And he's not stupid, went with something prettier.

I'm older - so I'm always right.

Ghosts can't appear during certain hours of the day.
- Yes, the freaks appear at night only.

- Take in my backpack salt. Draw a circle. Become in him.
- Er... the backpack?
In the circle, you idiots.

I'm more tormented by the question, what the hell are we always mistaken for gay?
- Well, you're macho. And people think that you're overreacting.

- You think You're funny?
- I think I'm adorable.
- Think you're a clown?
I think I a miracle.
( - I think you're a clown?
- Think I'm amazing.)

- Can I kill her?
- Not in humans.

- 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!)

Zombie-Ghost Orgy! Okay! Roast all the gang here!

The best way for a hangover is a fried piece of pork served in a dirty ashtray.

Hey, I have a question for you. You often watch horror movies?
- I think so.
Do me a favor: next time you watch, pay attention. When someone says that the house is haunted, don't go there.

- Are you humming Metallica?
- It calms me down.

The main rule, Sammy. Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cake hole in a rag.