|EPISODE 305: BEDTIME STORIES
|Dean: I thought all those things ended with everyone living happily ever after.
Sam: No, no, not the originals. See, the Grimm Brothers stuff was kind of like the folklore of its day, full of sex, violence, cannibalism. Now, it got sanitized over the years and turned into Disney flicks and bedtime stories.
Dean: So you think the murders are what, a re-enactment? That's a little crazy.
Sam: Crazy as what? Every day of our lives?
|Sam: Then we got the three brothers, arguing over how to build houses, attacked by the big, bad wolf.
Dean: Three little pigs.
Dean: Actually, those guys were a little chubby
|Dean: See you around, Doc.
Dr. Garrison: I sure hope not.
|Sam: I've got a theory. Sort of.
Dean: Hit me.
Sam: Well, thinking about fairy tales.
Dean: Oh, that’s... that's nice. You think about fairy tales often?
|Sam: (staring at frog on the road) Yeah, you’re right, that's completely normal.
Dean: All right, maybe it is fairy tales. Totally messed-up fairy tales. I'll tell you one thing, there’s no way I'm kissing a damned frog.
|Sam: (gesturing to pumpkin on porch) Hey, check that out.
Dean: Yeah? It's close to Halloween.
Sam: You remember Cinderella? The pumpkin that turns into a coach and the mice that become horses?
Dean: Dude! Could you be more gay? Don't answer that.
|Dean: You know what he said. Some good advice.
Sam: Is that what you want me to do, Dean? Just let you go?
|Dean: You find a way to stop Callie, all right.
Sam: What about you?
Dean: I'm gonna go stop the big bad wolf. Which is the weirdest thing I've ever said.
|Sam: I think it's Snow White.
Dean: Snow White? Ah, I saw that movie. Oh, porn version anyway.
|Kyle: The guy, he killed my brothers. How would you feel?
Sam: Can't imagine anything worse
|Dean: So... little girl, red apple, guess that means something to you, fairytale boy?|
|Dean: You go that way, maybe you'll find your fairy godmother.|
|Crossroad Demon: Aren’t you tired of cleaning up Dean’s messes? Of dealing with that broken psyche of his? Aren’t you tired of being bossed around like a snot-nosed little brother? You’re stronger than Dean. You’re better than him.
Sam: Watch your mouth.
Crossroad Demon: Admit it. You’re here, going through the motions, but truth is, you’ll be a tiny bit relieved when he’s gone.
Sam: Shut up.
Crossroad Demon: No more desperate, sloppy, needy Dean. You can finally be free.
|Crossroad Demon: What can I do for you, Sam?
Sam: You can beg for your life.
Crossroad Demon: We were having such a nice conversation. Then you had to go and ruin the mood.
Sam: If I were you, I’d drop the wisecracks and start acting scared.
Crossroad Demon: It’s not my style. That's not the original Colt. Where'd you get it? Ruby. Had to be. She is such a pain in my ass. She'll get what's coming to her. You can count on it.
|Sam: Who's your boss? Who holds the contract?
Crossroad Demon: He's not as cuddly as me, I can tell you that.
Sam: Who is it?
Crossroad Demon: I can't tell you. I’m sorry, Sam, but there’s no way out of this one. Not this time.
|Sam: Every deal can be broken.
Crossroad Demon: Not this one.
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