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John: Here. Give them my insurance.(hands insurance card to Sam)
Sam: "Elroy McGillicuddy?"
John: And his two loving sons.
Dean: You still bust out crying whenever you see Ronald McDonald on the television.
Sam: At least I'm not afraid of flying.
Dean: Planes crash!
Sam: And apparently clowns kill.
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.
Sheriff: What newspaper did you say you worked for?
Dean: World Weekly News.
Sam: Weekly World News.
Dean: World...
Sam: Weekly World News.
Dean: Wor... I'm new.
Sheriff: Get out of my office.
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.
Neil: You're crazy.
Dean: Your girlfriend's past her expiration date and we're crazy?
Dean: Damn, that dead chick can run.
Sam: You think Angela's going after somebody?
Dean: Nah, I think she went out to rent Beaches.
Sam: Look, smartass, she might kill someone.
Sam: Silver bullets?
Dean: Enough to make her rattle like a change purse.
Dean: Neil, it’s your grief counselors. We’ve come to hug.
Dean: It takes two to... you know, have hardcore sex.
Dean: Besides, if I ran off with you I think your mother might kill me.
Jo: You're afraid of my mother?
Dean: I think so.
Ash: Sam. Dean. Sam and Dean.
Sam: Hey, Ash, um, we need your help.
Ash: Well hell then, I guess I need my pants.
Dean: (to the Impala) I'm sorry, baby. I'll never leave you again.
Dean: I call do-over.
Sam: What are you, 7?
Jo: You ripped off a cement truck?
Dean: I'll give it back.
Jo: (on the phone) Thanks, Ash, and if you breathe a word of this to Mom… that’s right. I will. With pliers.
Dean: We rarely drink before 10, anyway.
Sam: You know, I think this is bothering me.
Ballard: Well, you are digging up a corpse.
Sam: No, not that. See, it's pretty par for the course, actually.
Krause: I'm with the public defenders office. I'm your lawyer.
Dean: Oh, thank God. I'm saved.
Dean: What do you think, Scully, want to check it out?
Sam: I’m not Scully, you’re Scully.
Dean: No, I’m Mulder. You’re a red-headed woman.
Krause: Do you understand how serious these charges are?
Dean: I’m handcuffed to a table. Yeah, I get it. Humor me.
Sam: I needed some time off. To deal. So, I'm taking a road trip with my brother.
Ballard: How's that going for you?
Sam: Great. I mean, we saw the second largest ball of twine in the continental U.S. Awesome.
John Winchester died at 10:41 a.m.
(And we couldn't be happier)
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[center:db871d17d3]John Winchester died at 10:41 a.m.
(And we couldn't be happier)
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