Dean Winchester: What happened with you being okay with this?Sam Winchester: I lied.Dean Winchester: Ain't that a bitch.
Bobby Singer: You're bickering like an old married couple.Dean Winchester: No, see, married couples can get divorced. Me and him? We're like, Siamese twins.Sam Winchester: It's conjoined twins.Dean Winchester: See what I mean?
Sheriff: You worked some pretty dark stuff in your day, haven't you, agent? Must've left some quite of mark.Dean Winchester: Oh, you have no idea.
Dean Winchester: What?Sam Winchester: I lost my shoe.