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Sam: You want Anna? Why? Uriel: Out of the way. Dean: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Okay, I know she's wiretapping your angel chats or whatever, but it's no reason to gank her. Uriel: Don't worry. I'll kill her gentle. Dean: You're some heartless sons of b*tches, you know that?
Uriel: Give us the girl. Dean: Sorry. Get yourself another one. Try Jdate.
Sam: Where's Bobby? Dean: Uh, the Dominican. He said we break anything, we buy it. Sam: Is he working a job? Dean: God, I hope so. Otherwise he's at Hedonism in a banana hammock and a trucker cap. Sam: Now that's seared in my brain.
Sam: She was convinced that he wasn't her real daddy. Dean: Who was? The plumber, hm? A little snake in the pipes? Sam: Dude, you're confusing reality with porn again.
Pamela: Sam, is that you? Sam: I'm right here. Pamela: Oh. Know how I can tell? That perky little ass of yours. You could bounce a nickel off that thing. Of course I know it's you, Grumpy. (nods toward Ruby and Anna) Pamela: Same way I know that's a demon, and that poor girl is Anna. And that you've been eyeing my rack! (Sam is flustered) Pamela: Don't sweat it, kiddo.
Alastair: (to Ruby) I must say, this knife of yours, it's an exquisite piece. You must tell me where you found it.
Dean: Don't normally see you off leash. Where's your boss? Uriel: Castiel? Well, he's not here. You see, he has this weakness. He likes you.
Anna: I was stationed on Earth, two thousand years. Just... watching. Silent, invisible... out on the road, sick for home, waiting on orders from an unknowable Father I can't begin to understand, so don't tell me that... (Dean chuckles) Anna: What is so funny? What? Dean: Nothing, sorry, it's just... I can relate.
Dean: Why would you fall? Why would you want to be one of us? Anna: You don't mean that. Dean: I don't? A bunch of, of miserable bastards, I mean, eating, crapping, confused, afraid... Anna: I dunno, there's loyalty, forgiveness... love? Dean: Pain? Anna: Chocolate cake. Dean: Guilt? Anna: (firmly) Sex. Dean: Yeah, you got me there.
(Anna kisses Dean) Dean: What was that for? Anna: You know, our last day on Earth, all that... Dean: You're stealin' my best line.
(in the Impala, Ruby and Anna are sitting in the back seat. Dean glances up and smirks) Ruby: What? Dean: Nothin', it's just, an angel and a demon riding the back seat. It's like the set-up for a bad joke, or a Penthouse Forum letter. Sam: Dude... Reality... Porn. Dean: You call this reality?
(about giving Anna to the angels) Dean: Well, then I guess I just have to be a pain in the pooper.
Uriel: No, there's more. You cut yourself a slice of angel food cake, didn't you? You did! Dean: What do you care, any way. You're junkless down there aren't you, hmm, like a Ken doll?
Uriel: This isn't over. Dean: Oh, it looks over to me, junkless.
Dean: It wasn't four months, you know. Sam: What? Dean: It was four months up here, but down there... I don't know, time's different. It was more like forty years.
Dean: They sliced and carved and tore me in ways that you- Until there was nothing left. And then suddenly, I would be whole again, like magic. Just so they could start in all over. And Alastair, at the end of every day, every one, he would come over and he would make me an offer to take me off the rack if I put souls on. If I started the torture. And every day I told him to stick it where the sun shines. For thirty years I told him. But then I couldn't do it anymore, Sammy. I couldn't. Then I got off that rack, God help me I got right off it, and I started ripping them apart. I lost count of how many souls. The things that I did to them. Sam: Dean... Dean, look you held out for thirty years. That's longer than any one would've. Dean: How I feel, this... inside me, I wish I couldn't feel anything, Sammy. I wish I couldn't feel a damn thing.

Sam: You want Anna? Why?
Uriel: Out of the way.
Dean: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Okay, I know she's wiretapping your angel chats or whatever, but it's no reason to gank her.
Uriel: Don't worry. I'll kill her gentle.
Dean: You're some heartless sons of b*tches, you know that?

Uriel: Give us the girl.
Dean: Sorry. Get yourself another one. Try Jdate.

Sam: Where's Bobby?
Dean: Uh, the Dominican. He said we break anything, we buy it.
Sam: Is he working a job?
Dean: God, I hope so. Otherwise he's at Hedonism in a banana hammock and a trucker cap.
Sam: Now that's seared in my brain.

Sam: She was convinced that he wasn't her real daddy.
Dean: Who was? The plumber, hm? A little snake in the pipes?
Sam: Dude, you're confusing reality with porn again.

Pamela: Sam, is that you?
Sam: I'm right here.
Pamela: Oh. Know how I can tell? That perky little ass of yours. You could bounce a nickel off that thing. Of course I know it's you, Grumpy.
(nods toward Ruby and Anna)
Pamela: Same way I know that's a demon, and that poor girl is Anna. And that you've been eyeing my rack!
(Sam is flustered)
Pamela: Don't sweat it, kiddo.

Alastair: (to Ruby) I must say, this knife of yours, it's an exquisite piece. You must tell me where you found it.

Dean: Don't normally see you off leash. Where's your boss?
Uriel: Castiel? Well, he's not here. You see, he has this weakness. He likes you.

Anna: I was stationed on Earth, two thousand years. Just... watching. Silent, invisible... out on the road, sick for home, waiting on orders from an unknowable Father I can't begin to understand, so don't tell me that...
(Dean chuckles)
Anna: What is so funny? What?
Dean: Nothing, sorry, it's just... I can relate.

Dean: Why would you fall? Why would you want to be one of us?
Anna: You don't mean that.
Dean: I don't? A bunch of, of miserable bastards, I mean, eating, crapping, confused, afraid...
Anna: I dunno, there's loyalty, forgiveness... love?
Dean: Pain?
Anna: Chocolate cake.
Dean: Guilt?
Anna: (firmly) Sex.
Dean: Yeah, you got me there.

(Anna kisses Dean)
Dean: What was that for?
Anna: You know, our last day on Earth, all that...
Dean: You're stealin' my best line.

(in the Impala, Ruby and Anna are sitting in the back seat. Dean glances up and smirks)

Ruby: What?

Dean: Nothin', it's just, an angel and a demon riding the back seat. It's like the set-up for a bad joke, or a Penthouse Forum letter.

Sam: Dude... Reality... Porn.

Dean: You call this reality?

(about giving Anna to the angels)

Dean: Well, then I guess I just have to be a pain in the pooper.

Uriel: No, there's more. You cut yourself a slice of angel food cake, didn't you? You did!

Dean: What do you care, any way. You're junkless down there aren't you, hmm, like a Ken doll?

Uriel: This isn't over.

Dean: Oh, it looks over to me, junkless.

Dean: It wasn't four months, you know.
Sam: What?
Dean: It was four months up here, but down there... I don't know, time's different. It was more like forty years.

Dean: They sliced and carved and tore me in ways that you- Until there was nothing left. And then suddenly, I would be whole again, like magic. Just so they could start in all over. And Alastair, at the end of every day, every one, he would come over and he would make me an offer to take me off the rack if I put souls on. If I started the torture. And every day I told him to stick it where the sun shines. For thirty years I told him. But then I couldn't do it anymore, Sammy. I couldn't. Then I got off that rack, God help me I got right off it, and I started ripping them apart. I lost count of how many souls. The things that I did to them.
Sam: Dean... Dean, look you held out for thirty years. That's longer than any one would've.
Dean: How I feel, this... inside me, I wish I couldn't feel anything, Sammy. I wish I couldn't feel a damn thing.

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