Dean Winchester: So we're talking ghosts?Sam Winchester: Yeah.Dean Winchester: Zombies?Sam Winchester: Mm-hmm.Dean Winchester: Leprechauns?Sam Winchester: Dean.Dean Winchester: Those little dudes are scary. Small hands.
Dean Winchester: Hey, hey... come here, come here, let me look at ya.Dean Winchester: Oh, hey look, it's not even that bad... It's not even that bad, alright? Sammy, Sam! Hey, listen to me, we are going to patch you up okay... You'll be as good as new. Huh? I'm going to take care of you, I'm going to take care of you! I gotcha. It's my job, right, watch after my pain-in-the-ass little brother... Sam... Sam... Sam! Sammy!Dean Winchester: No. No-no-no-no-no-no. Oh, God. Oh, God... Sam!
Maritza: This isn't what you think. I'm not a killer.Dean Winchester: Well, then, what are you?Maritza: I'm a pishtaco.Dean Winchester: A fish taco?
Dean Winchester: So, find God yet? More importantly, can I have my damn necklace back, please?Castiel: No, I haven't found him. That's why I'm here. I need your help.Dean Winchester: With what? A god hunt? I'm not interested.Castiel: It's not God. Someone else.Dean Winchester: Who?Castiel: It's an archangel. The one who killed me.Dean Winchester: Excuse me?Castiel: His name is Raphael.Dean Winchester: You were wasted by a Teenage Mutant Ninja Angel?