SUPERNATRAL KICKASS QUOTES
Gordon: You're more like me than you know.
Dean: I don't think so.... you sadistic bastard!

Dean: (talking about the Impala) Woo... listen to her purr. Have you ever heard anything so sweet?
Sam: You know, if you two want to get a room, just let me know, Dean.
Dean: (rubbing the steering wheel) Aww, don't listen to him, baby. He just doesn't understand us.

Sam: All right, Dean, it's just we've been at Bobby's for over a week now and you haven't brought up Dad once.
Dean: You know what, you're right. Come here, I want to lay my head gently on your shoulder. Maybe we can cry, hug, maybe even slow dance.

Dean: Have you heard of an out of body experience?
Tessa: What are you, some new agey guy?
Dean: You see me messing with crystals or listening to Yanni?

Bobby: (handing Dean one of two flasks) Here you go.
Dean: What is this, holy water?
Bobby: That one is. This is whiskey.

Meg: He begged for his life with tears in his eyes. He begged to see his sons one last time and that's when I slit his throat.
Dean: For your sake, I hope you're lying. Cause if it's true, I swear to God I will march into hell myself and I will slaughter each and every one of you evil sons of bitches, so help me God!

Dean: I swear to God...
John: (possessed) What? What are you and God gonna do?

Sam: And these, uh, these protective circles, they really work?
Bobby: Hell yeah, you get a demon in one, they're trapped, powerless. It's like a satanic roach motel.

Dean: Where's our father, Meg?
Meg: You didn't ask very nice.
Dean: Where's our father, bitch?

Dean: No, you're gonna burn in Hell, unless you tell us where our dad is. (no response) Well at least you'll get a nice tan.

Meg: Well, I’ve lied... a lot. I’ve stolen. I’ve lusted. And the other day I met this man – a nice guy, you know? And we had a really good chat...sort of like this. Then I slit his throat and ripped his heart out through his chest. (her eyes turn black) Does that make me a bad person?

Meg: You're dead, John. Your boys are dead.
John: I never used the gun, how could I know it wouldn't work?
Meg: I am so not in the mood for this, I've just been shot!
John: Well then, I guess you're lucky the gun wasn't real.
Meg: That's funny, John. We're gonna strip the skin from your bones, but that was funny.

Sam: Hey, there's salt over here, right inside the door.
Dean: You mean like "protection against demons" salt or "oops, I spilled the popcorn" salt?

Ed: Sweet Lord of the Rings – run!!

Dean: Why don't you go up and deliver a private strip-o-gram?
Sam: Bite me.
Dean: Oh no, Bite her. Just don't leave any teeth marks... (Sam hangs up) Sam?

SUPERNATRAL KICKASS QUOTES
Gordon: You're more like me than you know.
Dean: I don't think so.... you sadistic bastard!

Dean: (talking about the Impala) Woo... listen to her purr. Have you ever heard anything so sweet?
Sam: You know, if you two want to get a room, just let me know, Dean.
Dean: (rubbing the steering wheel) Aww, don't listen to him, baby. He just doesn't understand us.

Sam: All right, Dean, it's just we've been at Bobby's for over a week now and you haven't brought up Dad once.
Dean: You know what, you're right. Come here, I want to lay my head gently on your shoulder. Maybe we can cry, hug, maybe even slow dance.

Dean: Have you heard of an out of body experience?
Tessa: What are you, some new agey guy?
Dean: You see me messing with crystals or listening to Yanni?

Bobby: (handing Dean one of two flasks) Here you go.
Dean: What is this, holy water?
Bobby: That one is. This is whiskey.

Meg: He begged for his life with tears in his eyes. He begged to see his sons one last time and that's when I slit his throat.
Dean: For your sake, I hope you're lying. Cause if it's true, I swear to God I will march into hell myself and I will slaughter each and every one of you evil sons of bitches, so help me God!

Dean: I swear to God...
John: (possessed) What? What are you and God gonna do?

Sam: And these, uh, these protective circles, they really work?
Bobby: Hell yeah, you get a demon in one, they're trapped, powerless. It's like a satanic roach motel.

Dean: Where's our father, Meg?
Meg: You didn't ask very nice.
Dean: Where's our father, bitch?

Dean: No, you're gonna burn in Hell, unless you tell us where our dad is. (no response) Well at least you'll get a nice tan.

Meg: Well, I’ve lied... a lot. I’ve stolen. I’ve lusted. And the other day I met this man – a nice guy, you know? And we had a really good chat...sort of like this. Then I slit his throat and ripped his heart out through his chest. (her eyes turn black) Does that make me a bad person?

Meg: You're dead, John. Your boys are dead.
John: I never used the gun, how could I know it wouldn't work?
Meg: I am so not in the mood for this, I've just been shot!
John: Well then, I guess you're lucky the gun wasn't real.
Meg: That's funny, John. We're gonna strip the skin from your bones, but that was funny.

Sam: Hey, there's salt over here, right inside the door.
Dean: You mean like "protection against demons" salt or "oops, I spilled the popcorn" salt?

Ed: Sweet Lord of the Rings – run!!

Dean: Why don't you go up and deliver a private strip-o-gram?
Sam: Bite me.
Dean: Oh no, Bite her. Just don't leave any teeth marks... (Sam hangs up) Sam?