Supernatural (season 10)

season of television series

Supernatural (2005–2020) is a paranormal/horror/thriller/drama-themed television series on the WB Television Network (now merged with UPN into the new network The CW) that details the lives of two brothers who travel across the country in a black 1967 Chevy Impala investigating paranormal events and other unexplained occurrences.  Season ten originally aired from the 7th October 2014 to 20th May 2015.

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Black [10.01] edit

Crowley: Jerk.
Dean: Bitch.
Anne Marie: Get a room you two.
Crowley: Had a room until you two soiled it.
Anne Marie: Love you Crowley.
Crowley: Love you more sweetheart.
Anne Marie: Anne Marie, jackass.
Crowley: Knew that.

Crowley: (Answering his phone) You're dead.
Sam: Nope. Just using a dead man's phone.
Crowley: Moose. Took you long enough. Your brother and I were beginning to wonder if you'd hit another dog. You know?
Sam: My brother is dead, Crowley. I know you have some freaking demon parading around in his meatsuit, and trust me, you are gonna pay for that.
Crowley: Moose. Moose. I'm afraid you haven't allowed yourself to dream quite big enough here. Your brother is very much alive, courtesy of the mark. And the only demonized soul inside of Dean is his and his alone. Wee bit more twisted, a little more mangled beyond human recognition, but, I can assure you, all his. There, now. Feel better?
Sam: And the, uh, Abaddon supporters you've been sending to kill my brother, how does Dean feel about that double-cross?
Crowley: If that's what you think is happening, then you're more out of your depths than I thought.
Sam: I don't know how you did this, what kind of... Black-magic stunt you pulled, but hear me --I will save my brother or die trying.
Crowley: You know what tickles me about all this? It's what's really eating you up. You don't care that he's a demon. Heck, you've been a demon. We've all been demons. No, it's that he's with me and he's having the time of his life. You can't stand the fact that he's mine.
Sam: He's not your pet.
Crowley: My pet? He's my best friend, my partner in crime. They'll write songs about us, graphic novels -- The Misadventures of Growley and Squirrel. Dean Winchester completes me, and that's what makes you lose your chickens.

Dean: You lied.
Crowley: Who do you think you're talking to here? Does the tin man have a sheet-metal Willy? Of course I lied.

Dean: I left you an open tab at the bar. Knock yourself out.
Cole: Well, hell, I just may take you up on that.
Dean: And who is this?
Cole: Me? Well, I'm karma, brother.
Dean: On my brother's phone?
Cole: On your brother's phone.
Dean: Is he dead?
Cole: No. Not yet. And as long as you show up where I tell you to show up, your brother will be just fine.
Dean: And how do I know he's still alive?
Cole: (holding the phone out to Sam) Speak.
Sam: [Sam looks at the phone heartbroken but doesn't say a word. Cole punches Sam in the face.] Aah!
Cole: Proof of life.
Sam: Dean!
Cole: Got a pen?
Dean: No, you listen to me. There's no trade. There's no meet-up. There's no nothing -- except the 100% guarantee that, somewhere down the road, I will find you, and I will kill you.
Cole: Well, that'll be a cold comfort to your dead brother.
Dean: I told him to let me go. So whatever jam he's in now, that is his problem.
Cole: Yeah, well, I'll be sure to pass that on to him as I'm slitting his throat.
Dean: Yeah, you do that, 'cause he knows me. And he knows damn sure that if I am one thing, I am a man of my word.

Reichenbach [10.02] edit

Sam: Cass, Dean's a demon
Castiel: Dean's a demon? How?
Sam: The Mark, I guess it messed him up, I don't know.
Castiel: That is a vast understatement.

Hannah: Castiel I think the Winchesters are a bad influence on you.
Castiel: Sam and Dean may be a bit rough around the edges, but they're the best men I've ever known. And they're my friends.

Dean: [To Bartender] Two shots here. He'll have something fancy, with your tiniest umbrella.
Crowley: So...How you been feeling? On edge? Pent-up? Unfulfilled?
Dean: You sound like a Viagra commercial. You know that, right?
Crowley: This isn't about...Little Dean. It's about the Mark. It changed you.
Dean: [flashing black eyes] I've noticed.
Crowley: And I know that you want to keep the party going. You want to have fun, fun, fun till daddy takes the black eyes away. The fact need to kill now. Not want to, not choose to --need to.
Bartender: [setting Dean's shots down and a cocktail in front of Crowley] There you go.
Crowley: [with a withering look] Danke. Face it, darling. You're an addict. Death is your drug. And you're gonna spend the rest of your life chasing that dragon.

Little Girl: Did you have a good dream?
Castiel: Well, I, uh, I don't really dream.
Little Girl: Why? One time I dreamed that my snot was a rocket and it shot into space and knocked down the stars to make room for more rockets!
Castiel: That sounds like some very special snot.

Dean: So what are you gonna do, you gonna kill me?
Sam: No.
Dean: Why? You don't know what I've done, I might have it coming.
Sam: I don't care. Because you are my brother and I'm here to take you home.
Dean: You're my brother and I'm here to take you home. Ah, what is this a Lifetime movie, with your puppy dog eyes? Thanks Sammy, I needed that.

Cole: Wow. It's really you.
Dean: We met?
Cole: Talked on the phone.
Dean: Right, right. You're the guy who's supposed to put a bullet in Sammy's brain. Did you miss?
Cole: Well, I had a better idea: I figure if I let your bro escape, he'd go running to you, and all I had to do was just tag along. And now here we are, finally. Dean Winchester.
Dean: Great, a groupie.
Cole: You remember me?
Dean: Yeah, yeah. You're that guy, from that thing.
Cole: Nyack, New York, June 21st 2003.
Dean: That supposed to ring a bell?
Cole: It was the night you gutted and murdered a man by the name of Edward Trenton. He was my father.
Dean: [nonchalant] Okay.
Cole: Okay?
Dean: Well hey, I'm not saying I didn't slice and dice your old man. I'm just saying that he wasn't the first and he certainly wasn't the last, and they all just kinda get blended up.

Dean: Y'know -- and I'm just spit-balling here -- but uh, maybe you are not as good as you think you are.

Dean: What'd you think was gonna happen, huh, you'd just stroll up here and say, "My name is Inigo Montoya, you killed my father, prepare to die" and I'd just roll over? Well that's just -- that makes me sad.

Dean: You have no idea what you walked into here do you? None.
Cole: What are you?
Dean: I'm a demon.

Cole: Do it! You said if you saw me, you'd kill me so do it!
Dean: Well, I guess I change my mind.

Sam: [Throws holy water on Dean, handcuffing him] Stop! It's over! It's over, Dean!

Sam: This doesn't make us square. If I see you again...
Crowley: Oh stop it Samantha, nobody likes a tease.

Sam: You know what Dean. I saw what happened back there, you could have killed that guy and you didn't, you took mercy on him.
Dean: You call that mercy? Imagine you spend your whole life hunting down the guy that knifed your father. When you finally find him, he whips you like a dog -- how do you think that feels? That kid is going to spend his whole life knowing that he had his shot and that he couldn't beat me, that ain't mercy. That's the worst thing I could have done to him. And what I'm gonna do to you Sammy, well that ain't gonna be mercy either.

Soul Survivor [10.03] edit

Dean: Sam, I know you think you’re going try and fix me, but did it never occur to you maybe I don’t want to be fixed? Just let me go live my life, I won’t bother you. What do you care?
Sam: What do I care?

Dean: You think I'm just going to sit here like Crowley, getting all weepy while you shoot me up? Well, screw that! I don’t want this.
Sam: Yeah, I pretty much figured that out.
Dean: You don’t even know if this is going to work, do you? You know, I've got a helluva a lot more running through me than just demon juice.
Sam: Mark of Cain, got it.

Dean: Sammy…you know I hate shots.
Sam: I hate demons.

Sam: You want me to debate you? This isn't even the real you I'm talking to.
Dean: Oh it's the real me alright, the new real me, the me that sees things for what they really are. Winchesters. Do-gooders fighting the natural order. Let me tell you something. Guys like me, we are the natural order. It's the way it was set up.
Sam: Guys like me still gotta do what we can.
Dean: Don't be so full of yourself Sammy. See from where I'm sitting there ain't much difference from what I turned into and what you already are.
Sam: And what exactly is that supposed to mean?
Dean: I know what you did when you went looking for me. And I know how far you went. Crowley told me all about it. So let me ask you... which one of us is really the monster, hmm? Starting to come back to you now.

Demon: Majesty, supplicants await without.
Crowley: Without what?
Demon: Outside.
Crowley: Let them wait.
Demon: They've waited a long time.
Crowley: It's Hell. You wait. It's what you do.

Dean: There's no point in trying to bring your brother back now.
Sam: Oh, I will bring him back.
Dean: In fact, your, uh, guilt-ridden, weight-of-the-world bro has been M.I.A. for quite some time now. But I'm loving the new model -- lean, mean Dean.

Dean: You notice I tried to get as far away from you possible? Away from your whining, your complaining. I chose the King of Hell over you. Maybe I was just... tired of babysitting you. Or always having to yank your lame ass out of the fire, since... forever. Or maybe -- maybe it was the fact that my mother would still be alive if it wasn't for you. That your very existence sucked the life out of my life.
Sam: This isn't my brother talking.
Dean: You never had a brother. Just an excuse for not manning up. But guess what. I quit.
Sam: No. No you don't. You don't get to quit. We don't get to quit in this family. This family is all we've ever had!
Dean: Well then we got nothin'.

Crowley: Why can't you people just sit on clouds and play harps like you're supposed to?

Dean: You look worried, fellas.

Castiel: You realize one problem is solved, but one still remains. Dean is no longer a demon, that's true. But the Mark of Cain -- that he still has, and sooner or later that is gonna be an issue.
Sam: You know what, Cas. I'm beat, man. One battle at a time, you know? So I'm just gonna grab my brother some cholesterol. And then I'm gonna get drunk.

Paper Moon [10.04] edit

Dean: You've been kicked, bit, scratched, stabbed, possessed, killed...and you sprain your friggin' elbow?
Sam: Dude, it was more than a sprain. All right? And it was a friggin' demon, but -
Dean: But what? That sling come with a slice of crybaby pie on the side? Please.

Kate: It's not like anyone gave me a handbook on how to be a werewolf.

Dean: I just figured since we're opening up veins, that maybe you wanted to talk about the guy you made sell his soul.
Sam: The guy who you then killed, right. That's the same guy were talking about?
Dean: I was a demon.
Sam: Oh you were a demon, I didn't realize that.

Sam: How can you possibly blame Kate for fighting for her sister, we do it all the time.
Dean: Oh yeah, that's worked wonders for us.
Sam: We're still here, aren't we?
Dean: Yeah, but is it right?

Sam: I watched you die, and I carried you... I carried your corpse into your room, and I put your dead body onto your bed and then you just...

Dean: It's embarrassing you know.
Sam: What's embarrassing?
Dean: All of it. The note. Crowley. Everything.
Sam: Dean, you were a demon.
Dean: Oh I was a demon, I didn't realize.
Sam: Shut up.
Dean: Not to mention, I never said thank you. So...
Sam: You don't ever have to say that, not to me.

Kate: But, she can be saved.
Dean: No. Tasha's in too deep. You don't ever come back from that. Not ever.

Dean: Let's say you're right.
Sam: About What?
Dean: Everything. Maybe I'm not ready to hunt. But I am just trying to do the right thing, man. 'Cause I am so sick and tired of doing the wrong one.

Fan Fiction [10.05] edit

Dean: Sam, out there hunting, it's the only normal I know. We got work to do.

Dean: I'm gonna throw up.
Sam: I mean I gotta say, it's kinda charming. The-the production value, and the... No? No. No. I'm gonna check for EMF, you-you look for, uh cursed objects.

Dean: What are they doing?
Marie: Oh, uh they're rehearsing the "B.M." scene.
Dean: The bowel movement scene?
Marie: No, the boy melodrama scene... You know the scene where the boys get together and their driving or leaning against Baby, drinking a beer, sharing their feelings. The two of them alone, but together -- bonded, united, the power of their-
Dean: Why are they standing so close together?
Marie: Reasons.
Dean: You know they're brothers, right?
Marie: Well duh. But subtext.
Dean: Why don't you take a sub-step back, ladies!

Marie: We do explore the nature of Destiel in Act Two.
Dean: Wha-- what's Destiel?
Marie: You know, Dean-slash-Castiel. I mean, it's all subtext, but you can't spell subtext without S-E-X.
Dean: [glares at the camera]

Dean: Alright, Shakespeare. You know that I can actually tell you what really happened with Sam and Dean. A friend of mine hooked me up with the unpublished-unpublished books. So, Sam came back from Hell, but without his soul, and Cas brought in a bunch of Leviathans from Purgatory. They lost Bobby, and then Cas and Dean got stuck in Purgatory... Sam hit a dog. Uh, they met a prophet named Kevin; they lost him too. Then Sam underwent a series of trials in an attempt to close the Gates of Hell, which nearly cost him his life. And Dean... he became a demon. A Knight of Hell actually.
Marie: Wow.
Dean: Yup.
Marie: That is some of the worst fan-fiction I have ever heard. I mean, seriously, where did your friend find this garbage? And not saying that ours is a masterpiece or anything, but jeez. I'll have to send you some links later.

Sam: Destiel? Shouldn't it be Dee-stiel? And what about Sastiel? Samstiel?

Sam: Casdean?
Dean: Shut your face. Get in the car.

Marie: Yeah. You're right. If Sam and Dean were real, they wouldn't back down from a fight, especially my sweet, brave, selfless Sam. There's nothing he can't do.

Maeve: Okay, we're through the looking glass here people. Prep the wendigo set, let's prep the priest costumes, and Sarah get our understudies into hair and make-up.

Marie: Dean? You never should've thrown this away.
[hands him the Samulet prop]
Dean: It never really worked. I don't need a symbol to remind me how I feel about my brother.

Marie: Hi. Thank you so much for coming, I know the second act is a little bit wonky and the first act has some issues, but... what did you think?
Chuck: Not bad.

Ask Jeeves [10.06] edit

Sam: Wow, think we're a little under dressed? I mean the fed threads are in the trunk.
Dean: Are you kidding me, for once we don't have to wear suits. You're lucky my waistband is not elastic.

Dean: All right cold spots it is, you stay here and keep an eye on Mrs. Peacock and, uh Colonel Mustard. I'll sniff around.

Dash: Well Sam, I'll let you in on a little secret. We don't really like each other... But then what family does?
Sam: Mine does. For the most part, it's just my brother and me.

Sam: Husband and wife tag-team killer ghosts.
Dean: Gotta keep the marriage alive somehow.

Beverly: Well, well, well what do we have here? What'cha doing snooping these halls? Up to no good? Why don't we get up to no good together? You know they say women just get better with age, like a fine wine or a cheese.
Sam: I-I, um, I'm lactose intolerant.

Dean: Cut the crap Wadsworth. What are you doing hiding dead maids in secret rooms?

Sam: Clown school Colette?

Dean: Let me guess. You two got bored last Christmas.
Dash: New Canaan Clambake, actually.

Sam: We're not the bad guys Dash.
Dash: I beg to differ, you're wearing flannel.

Olivia: I'm not the maid.
Heddy: That explains the dust.

Sam: Olivia you don't have to do this, being a monster is a choice.
Olivia: That choice was made for me a long time ago.

Sam: Dean what was that all about back there?
Dean: What are you talking about?
Sam: I mean, all those extra shots after the shifter was already dead. What was that?
Dean: I don't know. Target practice?
Sam: Come on man, I'm serious. Are you sure it wasn't, I don't know demon residue or something to do with the Mark?
Dean: No none of that.
Sam: Right. Look man I gotta be honest-
Dean: Oh my god Sam, it was my first kill since I've been back. You know, I got a little anxious, I just wanted to make sure it was done right. Plain and simple. Why am I even explaining this to you?

Girls, Girls, Girls [10.07] edit

[Sam is reading Dean’s dating profile.]
Sam: 'Oh baby whatever you want, I'm just burning up thinking about you.'
Dean: They get raunchier.
Sam: Yeah I see that, it's like a Penthouse letter.

Sam: We detoured eight hours so you could get laid?

Hannah: I'm sorry Castiel, I'm not going with you. I'm done. It's hard letting go -- the story, the mission. What of the humans, whose lives we sacrifice in the name of that mission, what of them? We always said the humans were our original mission; maybe it's time Castiel, time to put them first.
Castiel: Where is all this coming from?
Hannah: Being on Earth, working with you. I felt things, human things -- passions, hungers. To shower, feel water on my skin, to get closer to you. But all of that was nothing compared to what I felt when I saw him. Her husband, his anger and his grief. Caroline was inside me screaming out for him, for her life back. These feelings they aren't for me, for us. They belong to her. I know it's time to step aside... Goodbye Castiel.

Gerald: Your decree last month, soul deals way down after the war with Abaddon. You said that you were looking at proactive and out of the box strategies to get numbers back up.
Crowley: So you and your half-wit pal threw me into the sex trade? I'm evil, that's just tacky.

Dean: I'm not a demon any more.
Cole: Were you a demon when you murdered my father?
Dean: No.
Cole: Then you're still a monster.

Cole: You say that now, but the last time we fought you couldn't even remember his name.
Dean: 2003 Nyack, New York, Ed Trenton. I was working a case three dead, livers ripped out and eaten by your father.
Cole: Livers.
Dean: I tracked him down that night, to your house.
Cole: When you say he was a monster, what kind of monster was he?
Dean: I don't know, I never seen that kind before, never seen it again. All I know is that he came home that night looking to kill, it could have been you, it could have been your mom.

Cole: My whole life I've been...
Dean: I get it, that was your story. Look man I got one of those too, okay but those stories that we tell that keep us going, sometimes they blind us. They take us to dark places, kinda place where I might beat the crap out of a good man, just for the fun of it. The people who love me, they pulled me back from that edge. Cole, once you touch that darkness, it never goes away. Now the truth is, I'm past saving. I know how my story ends; it's at the edge of a blade or the barrel of a gun. So the question is that going to be today, it gonna be that gun?

Sam: What you said earlier back there, about being past saving were you really-
Dean: I was just telling the guy what he needed to hear. We better go.

Rowena: The king at last. King of what, Lilliput? I mean I heard you were short, but. Well?! Get to it. Time for the coup de grace. Wee boy, is something the matter with you? Cat got your tongue? Hmmm? Meow.
Crowley: Mother?

Hibbing 911 [10.08] edit

Sam: Hey, we good?
Dean: Aces. Yeah, I love the smell of parchment in the morning.
Sam: I mean how much lore is even left? We got nothing on the Mark?
Dean: Right, you think these eggheads with all the crap they amassed over the years would have actually collected something important. Ah, here -- 'He-wolf, She-wolf: A Study in Werewolf Transgenderism,' six hundred pages, volume one. But, uh, something important, like I don't know maybe the oldest symbol known to man -- 'that's not worth our time, it's not weird enough.'

Sam: Alright, well, enjoy the retreat.
Jody: Screw you, Winchester.

Jody: Honestly Donna, I just met the guy but, Doug seems like kind of a dick.
Donna: But he was my dick... I'm gonna hit the can, you know, where it's less gross.

Donna: Uh Oh, flying the coop without me? Again.
Jody: No.
Donna: No I get it, I do. Take a hint Donna. Right?
Jody: There's been another animal attack.
Donna: Shut the front door. Says who?

Donna: So. Fresh corpse, jerk ex-husband, out of control teen. Wanna get blingo'd on my mini-bar and watch pay-per-view?

Sam: Alright I'll go try and crack the police server.
Dean:Yeah, maybe I'll go crack the deputy.
Sam: Right. But this time try to be a little less defensive of your pretend job.
Dean:You know this badge means something.
Sam: I made it at Kinkos.
Dean: Yes you did. Be proud of that.

Donna: Look at all this sunblock, you'd think he's at the Copacabana or something.

Donna: Wait so, when we were at the weight loss spa.
Dean: Monsters, sucking out your fat. We took care of it.
Donna: Ah jeez. I knew losing ten pounds that fast was too good to be true.

Dean: You're gonna sit this one out.
Donna: Stuff you Dean, or whatever your real name is.

Star: It's all love pretty boy. All of you will become all of us. We won't waste one bit.
Dean: Okay Mufasa enough with the circle of life crap. You're a vampire, you're scum, end of story.

Jody: You okay?
Donna: Yeah, other than feeling like I wanna hurl. I just chopped off a vampire's head.
Jody: You were great at that.
Donna: Thanks.

Sam: You good?
Dean: Yeah. Yeah, you know for the first time since I've been back, I didn't feel like the Mark was pushing me.
Sam: First time?

Donna: Knowing that these things are out there, makes the world seem -- I don't know bigger, darker.

Dean:All I know is that back there, killing those vamps. I felt like me again.
Sam: Alright, so that's good right?
Dean: Yeah.

Jody: You know if you want any pointers on how to fight this crazy crap, I'm willing to fill you in -- you know what kills what.
Donna: I'd like that.

Sam: Okay, let's go with that.

The Things We Left Behind [10.09] edit

Castiel: I'm not your father.
Claire: Right. I'm not your father. Those are first words you said to me, remember?

Claire: My Dad, is he still in there?
Castiel: No, the human soul it can only occupy a body while it retains a certain structural integrity, and this vessel it was, it was ripped apart on a sub-atomic level by an archangel.
Claire: Then how are you-
Castiel: I was reassembled, your father is in Heaven.
Claire: Well, yeah for him. Anyway good talk, you can get the hell out of my life now.

Claire: You changed. The Castiel I met, he was crappy, like super stuck-up and a dick and you just wanted to punch in his stupid angel face.
Castiel: Don’t think I was that bad.
Claire: You totally were. And now you’re just, I don’t know, nicer. Kind of a doof... no offence.
Castiel: Yes, well... before I was very self assured. I was convinced I was on this righteous path. Now I realize that there is no righteous path, it's just people trying to do their best in a world where is far too easy to do your worst.
Claire: Wow, deep.
Castiel: Yeah, for a doof.

Dean: This is why you called us, this is your emergency?
Castiel: Yes!
Dean: No Cas, an emergency is a dead body, okay or a wigged out angel, or the Apocalypse take three. Some chick bolting on you is no emergency, that's every Friday night for Sam.

Dean: So you’re having a midlife crisis?
Castiel: I'm extremely old, I think I'm entitled.

Dean: Cas I need you to promise me something.
Castiel: Of course.
Dean: If I do go darkside you've got to take me out.
Castiel: What do you mean?
Dean: Knife me, smite me, throw me into the friggin’ sun; whatever. And don’t let Sam get in the way, cause he’ll try. I can’t go down that road again man, I can’t be that thing again.

Crowley: She was a horrible mother. Did I tell you the time that she almost traded me for three pigs, three! I was an attractive child, I could juggle. I was worth five pigs, at least.
Gerald: My Ma used to burn me with cigarettes.
Crowley: Nobody cares Gerald. Don't get me started about the name, Fergus. Sounds like venereal disease, and not the fun kind.

Dean: Whoa hey, Miley Cyrus, settle.
Claire: Eat me, Hasselhoff.

Claire: I used to pray to you Castiel, every night. I would beg you to bring him home safe.
Castiel: I know.

Crowley: I didn't even have a father!
Rowena: Of course you had a father. You were just conceived during a winter solstice orgy, and it's not like I was taking names.

Dean: We know John Winchester isn't going to win any #1 Dad awards, but damn if he wasn't there when we needed him.
Sam: Hey, uh, tell him about that time in New York.
Dean: Oh Yeah... Yeah, okay so, ah. We were working this haunting in Long Island, and me and Sam begged the old man to let us go to the city, for once.
Sam: He had this thing about New York; too big, too loud, too dirty.
Dean: And he hated the Yankees.
Sam: Big time, yeah.
Dean: Somehow we convinced him to let us go. So we all go, we all you know see the sites and ride the subway, eat too much pizza, the whole nine. By about midnight Sam and Dad are zonked, and I figure 'screw it, I'm going to CBGB.'
Sam: CBGB is...
Castiel: I know. It's where the Ramones and Blondie got their start.
Sam: Right, wow. Anyway he was way underage at the time.
Dean: So I get there, I sneak in, and it is nuts. I mean people are drinking, and they're smoking, and they're snorting whatever. There's a 500 pound guy on the stage with mohawk just screaming. My mind is blown I don't even know what to do. Then this girl walks up, and she's 'Hey why don't come over sit down with me and my friends at this table,' 'yeah, alright.'
Sam: Yeah and they get him drunk. First time.
Dean: But not fun drunk, I'm not quite sure what was in that stuff, but the room starts to spin, and I feel like I'm going to puke forever. Right about that time, I hear him. 'Dean Winchester.' My old man, I don't know how but he found me. And now I'm really freaking out, because he's just standing there not saying anything, and I look around everyone else is freaking out too in fact no one is looking him in the eye, then finally this one guy with like a safety pin in his nose and a 'kill everything' tattoo looks up and he says 'sorry sir.' Yeah, 'sorry sir' heh. John frickin' Winchester.

Castiel: He saved you.
Dean: Yeah and you know what he got for that? Me whining about how much he embarrassed me. Me telling him that I hated him. But then he stopped and turned around looked at me and said, 'Son, you don't like me that's fine. It's not my job to be liked.'
Sam: 'It's my job to raise you right.'
Dean: And he did.

Castiel: Do you think Claire is in trouble?
Dean: She's hanging out with a guy named Randy, she's in trouble.

Sam: Dean, Dean hey. Tell me you had to do this.
Dean: I did - I didn't mean to.
Sam: No; tell me it was them or you!

The Hunter Games [10.10] edit

Dean: That was a massacre, is what it was. There was a time I was a hunter, not a stone cold killer. You can say it, you're not wrong. I crossed a line. Guys this things got to go.

Metatron: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold on there badass. Lighten up. Why do you just assume I won't help?
Sam: Because you're a dickwad.
Metatron: But I'm your dickwad. I have a special place in my... non-heart for you both, to which end ta-da! I would be tickled to help you pop this Biblical zit. To do it you are going to need one specific thing... Your old bud, the First Blade.
Sam: What?
Metatron: As I said ain't life a bitch?

Crowley: You, Moose, you’re the sane one. You on board with this?!

Crowley: You want me to procure the most dangerous weapon on the planet for Dean Winchester, the man who goes mental every time he touches it? I thought you wanted to go for a beer, catch a film.

Dean: Okay look, the Blade may be powered down, but the Mark is not. I'm doing everything I can to keep it together. Now you think the body count around me is high right now? Wait till Hal takes over.

Castiel: The first blade is back in play and Crowley is the one getting it? I don’t mean to be an alarmist but...
Dean: Yeah well you know us, when we screw ourselves, we like to go whole hog.
Castiel: This would be the Crowley who let the blade turn Dean into a demon?
Dean: I don't have a choice, okay. I don't do this I'm down the rabbit hole; hear evil, see evil, do evil - the trifecta.

Dean: We have the first blade
Metatron: Not here? Not on your person?
Dean: Not saying, so back to you what’s next?
Metatron: This is where it gets kinda interesting.
Dean: Aha.
Metatron: It’s very lonely here, and I have very little to do but think, and it occurred to me that you really need this mark taken off of you, and in order to do that you really need me. So here’s the deal, that first little tip I gave you, a freebie, just ‘cause you’re you. Every future step, they’re gonna cost you, big, oh and FYI there’s a bunch.
[Dean locks the rooms’ door]
Metatron: What you doing there slugger?
Dean: I’m settling a score that’s taken way too long to settle. Oh and while I do that I’m gonna get some information, and I’m gonna enjoy every minute of it. [He picks up an angel blade] Because you’re going to tell me everything, all of it, and it ain’t gonna cost me a damn dime... slugger.

Metatron: My morality is being judged by Dean Winchester? How many people have suffered and died because they believed in you? How many times have you lied to Sam, including, oh by the way, when he was possessed by an angel? And you say, 'oh well it's all for the greater good' but lately buddy, that greater good thing went away didn't it? Now people die because you want them to. [Dean punches Metatron] Good Dean, go darker. [Dean punches Metatron] Go deeper. [Dean punches Metatron repeatedly] Surely you noticed every time you respond, when the Mark gets you all twitchy, you fall deeper under its spell. You think roughing up a few demons or humans makes it worse? Try messing with the Scribe of God, bucko!

Metatron: And then Kevin's death all on you, you put him in harms way and kept him there. Gadreel possessing Sam, who was it who tricked Sam into letting him in? And then my personal favorite - Dean Winchester. Whose entire existence is defined by a war on the dark and monstrous, bromancing his way around the country with the King of Hell!
[Dean punches Metatron]
Dean: Let’s try this again. What is, the next step?!
Metatron: What is it you humans say so inelegantly? Oh yes, ‘go screw yourself’

Dean: He said the river ends at the source.
Sam: What does that mean?
Dean: Maybe nothin'. It was the last thing he said before you guys busted in.
Sam: Dean, look man we had to...
Dean: Hey, no I get it, alright. I was going to kill him, and I couldn't stop myself.
Sam: We'll figure it out alright. Remember what Cas said about needing a powerful force?
Dean: Yeah so?
Sam: So, I've been thinking, look. Cain still has the Mark right? And he's lived with it, for years he's lived with it. So yeah, the Mark is strong, but Dean maybe there's a part of you that wants to give into it, and maybe you have to fight that, you know? Maybe part of that powerful force has to be you.

There's No Place Like Home [10.11] edit

Dean: Sooner we get rid of this demonic tramp stamp, I am back on the booze, burgers... and more booze.

Dean: What are you saying Charlie tortured someone? Our Charlie, yay high? Wouldn't hurt a hobbit, practically sparkles.

Good Charlie: And let me just tell you being good is really annoying. Normally at a place like this, I'd be pounding Harvey Wallbangers and checking out the bartender's ass. Now all I wanna do is sip club sodas and send her to college.

Dean: Charlie... Lets talk about this.
Dark Charlie: You Winchester boys and your talk. Blah blah blah repressed feelings. Blah blah blah passive aggression.

Charlie: We are going to fix this. I'm not letting what happened to me happen to you.
Dean: But it's already happened.
Sam: Cain found a way to live with it.
Dean: Yeah, after centuries of murder.
Charlie: Yeah well, there's one thing you have that he didn't. You're a Winchester. I forgive you Dean.
Dean: Yeah well, I don't.
Charlie: I know, kinda your move. How's that working out for you?
Dean: I'm so sorry kiddo.
Charlie: Then prove it.

About A Boy [10.12] edit

Homeless Guy: Look we all know whats going here, okay.
Dean: Don't say it.
Homeless Guy: Aliens.
Dean: He said it.
Sam: Yeah, he did.
Homeless Guy: Dude was abducted believe me I know. May 2003 those suckers they grabbed me, and they probed me everywhere, and I'm talking everywhere.

Tina: You know before, I thought you were just another drunk.
Dean: I prefer functional alcoholic.

Sam: How?
Dean: No clue, some Scarface looking dude, bright light. Next thing I know, I wake up looking like Beiber.

Dean: What?
Sam: Nothing. Okay not nothing. This is bizarre, even for us. Dean This is insane, You're like 14, how does it even feel.
Dean: Well, I'm me. I'm old me, but a kid. It's freakin' weird dude, and...
Sam: What?
Dean: There was a Taylor Swift song on the bus that I hopped to the motel, and uh, I liked it Sam. I liked it a lot.
Sam: Okay.
Dean: And my voice is weird, and I've got like nine zits, and I have zero control over this [points to his groin]. I mean it's up, it's down, it's up for no reason-
Sam: That's enough yeah, no thanks. That's just called puberty.
Dean: Yeah, which sucks. Again.

Sam: Look, man do I wish the Mark was gone? Yes of course, absolutely I do. But I wanted you back, and here you are and you didn't Hulk out, I'll take the win.

Halt & Catch Fire [10.13] edit

Dean: What did Cas say?
Sam: Err Good news, bad news. Bad news, he discovered riverboat gambling. Good news, he thinks he might be closing in on Cain.

Dean: Alright, so big brother didn't getting along with little brother, was pissed off he was driving his baby. I get it.
Sam: What are you saying, if you died and I drove your car, you'd kill me?
Dean: If you stunk her up with taquitos, probably.

Dean: I've made more mistakes than I can count. Ones that haunt me day and night.
Sam: So how do you deal?
Dean: Whiskey. Denial. I do my best to make things right, whatever they may be... For you maybe it's, maybe it's coming clean. You know finding a way to ask for forgiveness, but not breaking the bank at your local florist, I mean real forgiveness. You can't just bury stuff like this, you gotta deal with it.

Dean:Oh yeah, sure Sammy, we'll just kill the internet. Wait, can we?
Sam: No, no not really.

Sam: Looks like Andrew wasn't the only one who chose peace.
Dean: Yeah, looks like. Think I'm gonna follow his lead too.
Sam: What do you mean?
Dean: My peace is helping people, working cases. That's all I wanna do.
Sam: Is this about the mark?
Dean: I’m done trying to find a cure, Sammy.
Sam: Dean, Cas is so close
Dean: To what? We don’t even know if there is a cure. So far we’ve got nothing, we have found nothing in the Men of Letters library, Metatron may or may not know something, and maybe Cas is onto something with Cain, maybe.
Sam: Yeah maybe, nothing is guaranteed Dean, so what? You can’t just stop fighting.
Dean: Yes we can.
Sam: So this is it? You’re just gonna, gonna give up?
Dean: No, I'm not just going to give up. I appreciate the effort, okay I do. But the answer is not out there, it's with me. I need to be the one calling the shots here, okay? I can't keep waking up every morning with this false hope... I gotta know where I stand otherwise I'm gonna lose my freaking mind... So I'm gonna fight it, till I can't fight it anymore. And when all is said and done, I'll go down swinging.

The Executioner's Song [10.14] edit

Castiel: This is a massacre.
Cain: Yes. And soon it will be a genocide. My children, my whole poisoned issue. Lot of them out there right now... killers, fighters, thieves. Some more peaceful than others, but they still carry it... the disease. If the Mark wants blood, I'll give it mine.
Castiel: You are Adam and Eve's first born, your descendants are legion.
Cain: At most I'm culling... one in ten.
Castiel: Of everyone.
Cain: I've got time.

Dean: You know last week when I said I would go down swinging when the time came? I meant that, I was at peace with that... I just didn't realize that the time would come so soon. Like right now... I'm scared Sam.

Cain: You're holding back! What is it Dean? You think if you hold back just enough you won't succumb? That you'll leave this fight the same as you entered? Look to my example boy! There is no resisting the Mark or the Blade, there is only remission and relapse!

Cain: It's been too long. That old feeling, makes me wonder how I ever had the strength to resist... This may be hard to believe, what I'm about to do to you, but I care about you Dean, I truly do, but I know I'm doing you a favor. I'm saving you.
Dean: Saving me from what?
Cain: From your fate. Has it ever occurred to you? Have you never mused upon the fact that you are living my life in reverse. My story began when I killed my brother, and that's where your story will inevitably end.
Dean: No. Never.
Cain: It's called the Mark of Cain for a reason! First, first you'd kill Crowley... there'd be some strange mixed feelings on that one, but you'd have your reason, get it done, no remorse. And then you'd kill the angel Castiel, now that one, that I suspect would hurt something awful. And then... Then would come the murder you'd never survive, the one that would finally turn you into as a much of a savage as it did me... your brother Sam. The only thing standing between you and that destiny is this blade. You're welcome my son.

Castiel: How is he? ... Sam?
Sam: [Heartbrokenly] Cas, Dean’s in trouble

The Things They Carried [10.15] edit

Dean: Hey check it out.
Sam: [Slams shut his laptop] Hey.
Dean: Porn?
Sam: What? No it was nothing.
Dean: Hey look no judgement from me, just not where we eat.
Sam: Dude, it wasn't porn.
Dean: Okay, erotica whatever. Just zip it up.

Dean: Sam! I know what you're doing over there, and it ain't porn. Look man, we have checked every website, okay we checked it twice. Sam when we work a case, there's always that-that point where we have to face the truth, right? Even if we don't like it. Well truth is, there's no way around this. We saw what happened to Cain, okay. I'm not happy about it, but I gotta move on. So I'm gonna keep doing what we do... while I still can, and I'd like you to be there with me.

Cole: Damn. Day in day out, you and Sammy saving people from things they just can't wrap their minds around, and nobody even notices. At least I get a medal for my efforts, but you... I tried to kill your ass.
Dean: Well, good times.

Cole: My Dad, he got something inside him too right? You think this is what he felt like, when he turned.

Dean: Maybe, he was human before he was a monster.
Cole: I get it, why you did it Dean. My Dad wasn't my dad anymore, if I go down that same road, I want you to do that to me too.
Dean: That road? That means giving up. If you think that's where your headed, then you've got it ass backwards. You're gonna fight, harder then you ever have. You understand.
Cole: I appreciate the talk coach, but honestly all I can think about is slicing open your wrists and drinking you like a fountain. I guess that makes me a monster, don't it?

Dean: Don't blame yourself for Kit, man.
Sam: I can't help it Dean, it feels crappy.
Dean: I know it does.
Sam: I tried, I did, I tried. But I couldn't save this one.
Dean: You know you can do everything right, and even still sometimes, the guy still dies.

Paint It Black [10.16] edit

Ghost Girl: There is not much difference between madness and devotion.

Father Delaney: Is there anything else on your mind Agent Allman?
Dean: What if I said I... I didn’t want to die... yet. And that I wasn’t ready.
Father Delaney: Are you expecting to?
Dean: Always. The life I live, the work I do, I pretty much just figured that was all there was to me. You know, tearing around and jam the key in the ignition and haul ass till I ran out of gas. I guess I just thought, sooner or later I’d go out the same way that I live. Pedal to the metal and that would be it.
Father Delaney: But Now?
Dean: Now, em, recent events made me think I may be closer to that than I really thought. And, I don’t know, I mean there’s... there’s things, there’s... people, feelings that I-I-I want to experience differently than I have before, or maybe even for the first time.
Father Delaney: Go a little deeper perhaps than with Gina
Dean: Yeah, yeah I’m just starting to think that, maybe there’s more to it all than I thought.
Father Delaney: Learning there’s more to the universe than your tiny world can be a frightening discovery. You truly believe in God agent? Because that can be a comfort.
Dean: I believe there is a God... But I’m not sure he still believes in us.

Sam: I heard what Sister Matthias was saying about, you know, hiding pain by taking on a mission. And I... I know what you’re doing a little bit, and it’s okay. I mean, it’s fine, I get it, I’ve done it before too. But I don’t buy for one second that the mark is terminal diagnosis, so don’t go making peace with that idea, there has to be a way, there will be a way and we will find it, that’s what we do. So believe that.
Dean: Okay Sammy.
Sam: You wanna try that again like you mean it?
Dean: Okay.

Inside Man [10.17] edit

Crowley: [Walks in on Rowena being naked in front of a mirror.] Oh, god!
Rowena: [Quickly puts a robe on] Please. It's nothing you haven't seen before.
Crowley: You're my mother. I don't want to see anything! I've been to hell, thanks.
Rowena: Next time, knock.
Crowley: This is my domain. I don't knock.
Rowena: [sighs] Did you want something, Fergus?
Crowley: It's Crow- Forget it.

Mr Price: What are you?
Castiel: I'm an angel.
Mr Price: No, you can't be!
Castiel: Why not?
Mr Price: Because I'm an atheist.
Sam: Not anymore.

Bobby: If, uh, I’m understanding right, you got to get the Mark of Cain off Dean before it turns him back into a demon?
Sam: Pretty much, yeah.
Bobby: So, just another day at the office for you boys, huh?

Bobby: Hey, Sam? Remember when this job was just.. chopping up some fang and tossing back a cold one?
Sam: Yeah.. I miss that.

Angel: The Bobby's are fighting back. All hands, we need all hands. They're surly, I repeat the Bobby's are surly.

Dean: A wise man once told me, 'family don't end in blood.' But it doesn't start there either. Family cares about you, not what you can do for them family's there; for the good, bad, all of it. They got your back, even when it hurts. That's family. That sound like your mother?

Bobby: This is the scribe of god? He looks like a fraggle.

Metatron: I know why you're here "Ass-stiel", and I'm not interested.

Metatron: [Sees Sam] Sam-tastic!

Metatron: I call shotgun!
Castiel: You don't get to make demands, Metatron. You're not in charge here.
Metatron: Oh, I'm afraid I am. I know about the mark. I have your grace. I make the rules. It's called leverage, boys. Learn it, live it, love it.
[Castiel takes Metatron's grace and Sam shoots Metatrons leg.]
Metatron: Ow! Ow! [groans]
Castiel: We have your grace, Metatron. You're mortal now. So you will answer our questions, or Sam will, um... What's the phrase? Blow your fricking brains out. It's called leverage, Metatron.
Sam: Learn it, live it, love it.

Book Of The Damned [10.18] edit

Metatron: And Goose Bumps- don't even get me started on those! Creepy! And yet.. arousing.
[Castiel calls Sam. Sam answers.]
Sam: Cass.
Castiel: [Annoyed] Can I just kill him now?
Metatron: You know I can hear you, right?
Sam: No, we need him alive. For now. Look, after he gives you your grace back, you can do whatever you want with him.
Castiel: Well, I'd like to kill him slowly.
Metatron: I am like two feet from you!
Castiel: [To Sam] Anything on the mark of Cain?
Metatron: Every word- crystal clear!
Sam: No. I mean, I've been digging for something, for anything, but... I don't know, Cass.
Castiel: There is an answer out there. We will find a cure for Dean.
Metatron: [scoffs] I don't know why you'd want to cure that little firecracker now. He's finally interest- [Castiel punches him] Ooh!
Castiel: Well, just keep digging.
Sam: Ya.. [Sees Dean walking in] Yeah, uh, no one here by that name. Sorry. [Hangs up]
Castiel: Sam? [puts his phone down]
Metatron: Lose reception? Or did he hang up on you?
[Castiel gives Metatron an annoyed look]
Metatron: [Chuckles] He hung up on you, didn't he? [He gets punched again]

Charlie: I'm exhausted, and I'm-I'm bleeding, and I'm in a phone booth. A phone booth, I didn't know these things existed outside of Bill & Ted's...

Sam: Until what? Tell me. Until what, Dean? Until I watch you become a demon again, until then? I can't do that, I won't do that.
Dean: Well then you'll just have to lock me up, bind me to the Bunker like you did last time.
Charlie: That doesn't solve anything.
Sam: Look jut let us translate the book, okay. if there is a cure we'll do it and deal with the consequences later. I can't lose you!
Dean: Really?
Sam: Yeah really.
Dean: You change your mind on that 'cause that's not what you said last time.
Sam: Come on man, you know I didn't mean-
Dean: This is my cross to bear Sam, mine. And that book is not the answer, now we gotta destroy it before it falls into the wrong hands, and that includes me!

Metatron: You know we really do make a good team, kinda like a buddy comedy -- without the comedy.
Castiel: Or the buddies.
Metatron: Now come on, back at the diner, that was some pretty awesome dynamic duo action.

Charlie: You know, I haven't been a hunter for very long, but it feels like this is the life. Mostly ends in Sophie's Choices, death, or tears. Usually all of the above, huh?
[Sam chuckles and nods]
Charlie: How did this become my life? I mean, I was gonna own my own start up, marry ScarJo, invent something cool. Now, I'm just... I'm just happy to be alive.
Sam: You know, when Dean came to get me at school, I-I told myself... One last job, you know? One more job. And then when -- when I, um... When I lost Jess.. I, again, told myself, one more job. There's always one more job, you know? And one more job and one more job, and then I was gonna go back to law and -- and to my life.
Charlie: You were the Dread Pirate Roberts of hunting.
Sam: [Chuckles] Yeah. I guess I really understand now that... This is my life. I love it. But I can't do it.. without my brother. I don't want to do it without my brother. And if he's gone, then I don't...

Charlie: Do you think you could do anything about my carpal tunnel? [He places two fingers to her forehead] Is that it?
Castiel: Your carpal tunnel and your bullet wound are now healed. You may want to continue wearing your wrist brace at night though.
Charlie: [Punching his shoulder] Did we just become best friends?

The Werther Project [10.19] edit

Dean: Come on, man. It’s the only way I can take the edge off. I’m sorry. I don’t always like to wait around for you, especially with you looking at me like that all the time.
Sam: Look at you like what?
Dean: Like that. Like I’m some sort of a-a-a diseased killer puppy. You know what, man? I’m sweaty and I’m covered in vamp juice. Can we just talk about this later? I’d like to get back to the bunker, get my buzz on, and, uh, you know, pass out watching “Speed 2 – Cruise Control.” We cool?

Dean: You saw him? Oh, tell me you did. I’m sorry, but my name is Dwight Twilley. I’m with the neighborhood watch. We’re – we’re looking into a few recent break-ins. And if you saw the guy and you – you could give a description, it would be mighty helpful. If I could – if I could just have a minute of your time?

Suzie: You think Dean’s the wild card, the loose cannon. But don’t you see? Making deals with witches, opening Pandora’s box down there? You’re the reckless one. You’ll do anything to keep clinging to that doomed brother of yours. How many more will die, Sammy? You know it. You have to be stopped. And the only one who can stop you is you! Do it, Sammy! End this farce once and for all!

Benny: Oh, I-I’m sorry. I forgot… about your plan. You gonna get Sam and Cas to put you down? You really think that they’re gonna keep that agreement? Come on. Dean, let’s say they do. Do you think they will ever recover from that? It will ruin them. This little backup plan of yours, I know you’ve been thinking about it for a time, I know it’s been gnawin’ at you. You can’t leave that job to them.

Dean: The universe is trying to tell us something we both should already know. We’re stronger together than apart.

Angel Heart [10.20] edit

Castiel: I need help from both of you. You were both troubled teens. You speak her language.

Castiel: I got it at the Hot Topical.

Claire: You always get along with your mom?
Sam: Never got the chance to find out. My mom died when I was a baby.
Claire: I'm-I'm sorry, I didn't-
Sam: Oh no, it's okay. I got to know her later in life. And yeah, I suppose we got along okay.
Claire: What?
Sam: In this line of work, death isn't always goodbye.

Dean: All right, I'm gonna get suited up and head back over there.
Castiel: I'm coming with you.
Claire: I'm coming with you, too.
Dean: [looks at Sam] You wanna get in on this?

Dean: Alright. You know what? If we stay cooped up in this motel room all night long, I'm gonna lose my mind.
Claire: Spoiler alert- You already have.

Dean: It's in the hole! It's in the hole! Bill Murray? Caddyshack? It's a classic!
Claire: Haven't seen it. Not a fan.
Dean: How dare you!
Claire: You done?
Dean: Yeah, I'm done... I'm done with your whole generation.

Claire: Did you-did you see that? Did that go in the hole? I wasn't watching, did the ball go in the hole?
Dean: Happy Gilmore. Well played.
Claire: Thank you.
Dean: Yep.
[Claire starts to walk away]
Dean: [Mutters mockingly] Did that go in, did that go in?

Dean: Claire, what happened to your dad, I'm sorry, okay, I really am. But, uh, there's something you gotta know; your dad's sacrifice was not meaningless, okay he gave up his body, his vessel. Because he did that, Cas was able to save the world, the world. Your father's a hero, he did not die in vain.

Castiel: [Referring to Claire] Someone please just tell me she's gonna be okay.

Dark Dynasty [10.21] edit

Dean: Well, there's pretty much what we do know, that they screwed with financial markets, they helped Hitler get started, along with god knows what else -- probably disco.

Sam: Uh, what about you? How you doing?
Dean: Oh, you mean the thing? Yeah. Yeah. You know, some dark thoughts, creepy visions, violent urges. Same old same old. I'm happy I got a murder to focus on, though.

Dean: [Answering Sam's phone] Cas?
Castiel: Sam.
Dean: No, it's Dean. What's up?
Castiel: Nothing. I'm just, uh... Just staying in touch... Like I do.
Dean: Something on your mind?
Castiel: No. This call is pointless. My ride's here.

Dean: You know I thought, man there's a lot of them Styne's, you know it's like alpha male central. And then I thought, and this is key, I thought, this is bad, but it would really blow if these guys had the book. At least they don't have the damn book.
Sam: Yeah.
Dean: At least the damn book burned, right Sam? But then Eldon Frankenstein hits me with this little fun fact, he says that the book can't be destroyed, says that it can't be slicked, diced, shredded, burnt, drowned, can not be destroyed. Ain't that crazy? Because I know I saw something burn [Sam's phone rings] Sam you answer that so help me.

Charlie: [On the phone to Sam] They think I have the book.
Sam: If you have the book give it to them.
Dean: Charlie has the damn Book of the Damned?!
Charlie: No, I don't have it. I just -- I I just -- I have my notes.
Sam: Then give them your notes, Charlie! Give them the code -- whatever they want!
Dean: [Taking the phone from Sam] Charlie, I don't know what the hell is going on, but you need to listen to me. Give whoever that is whatever they want. You understand? Charlie?!
Charlie: I can't do that, Dean.

The Prisoner [10.22] edit

Sam: Is that you talking or the mark?
Dean: Does it matter?

Sam: I have been the one out there, messed up and scared and alone. And Dean…
Castiel: Did whatever he could to save you.
Sam: Yes. I mean it’s become his thing, I owe him this. I owe him everything. I know he pretends that he can ride the mark out, but we know the truth. We know what happens if we don’t cure him. We both know where that road ends.
Castiel: Black eyes and blood.
Sam: Yes.

Crowley: You’re right. I am a monster. And I’ve done bad. I’ve done things you cannot even imagine. Horrible, evil, messy things. And I’ve loved every. Damn. Minute.

Castiel: Maybe you could fight the mark for years. Maybe centuries, like Cain did. But you cannot fight it forever. And when you finally turn, and you will turn, Sam, and everyone you know, everyone you love, they could be long dead. Everyone except me. I’m the one who will have to watch you murder the world. So if there’s even a small chance that we can save you, I won’t let you walk out of this room.

Dean: You and Sam, stay the hell away from me. Next time I won’t miss.

My Brother's Keeper [10.23] edit

Crowley: Who summons anymore? Couldn't you call?
Castiel: You're not in my contacts list.

Death: Before there was light, before there was God and the archangels there wasn't nothing, there was the Darkness. A horribly destructive amoral force that was beaten back by God and his archangels in a terrible war. God locked the Darkness away where it could do no harm, and he created a Mark that would serve as both lock and key, which he entrusted to his most valued lieutenant... Lucifer. But the Mark began to assert its own will, revealed itself as a curse and began to corrupt. Lucifer became jealous of man, God banished Lucifer to Hell, Lucifer passed the Mark to Cain, who passed the Mark to you -- the proverbial finger in the dyke.

Sam: Wait, [he pulls two pictures from his pocket] take these. And one day, when you make you're way back, let these be your guide. They can help you remember, what it was to be good, what it was to love.

Death: It's the family you must proceed, Dean. To be what you are, to become what you've become is a stain on their memory. Do it, or I will.

Dean: You okay?
Sam: I'll live. You?
Dean: Fantastic. I think I just killed Death.

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