Sam: Burning the painting didn't get rid of it
Dean: Yeah, thank you Captain Obvious
Dean: (talking about his dad) You know I love the guy but I swear he writes like freaking Yoda.
Bela: Do you really think this is going to work?
Dean: Almost definitely not.
Bela: So, how'd things go last night with Peter?
Bela: That well, huh.
Dean: If you say "I told you so," I swear to God, I'll start swinging
Dean:You know what? I’m not going to kill her. I think slow torture’s the way to go
Dean:You stink like sex
Dean: Can I shoot her?
Sam: Not in public
Sam: I think it's Snow White
Dean: Snow White? Ah, I saw...
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