|EPISODE 621: LET IT BLEED
|Crowley: I'd rather ask forgiveness than permission|
|Bobby : Or just read the copy I had already made. Hi, glad to meet'cha. Bobby Singer, paranoid bastard.|
|Sam: What H.P. Lovecraft? Let me see that.
Dean: Am I suppose to know who that is?
Bobby: Horror writer. At The Mountains of Madness. The Call of Cthulhu.
Dean: Yeah, no. I was too busy having sex with women.
|Dean: Well, did Cas already tell you he's Crowley's butt buddy, you smug little dick?|
|Bobby: Wow, you must be catnip to the ladies.
H.P. collector: I'm in a long term online relationship, so.
|Crowley: Sweetie, you're tense.
Castiel: You took Ben and Lisa.
Crowley: Oh, that.
Castiel: I told you –
Crowley: Not to touch Sam and Dean. I respected that. I'm merely exploiting the obvious loophole.
|Crowley: You know what? You're maxed out on putting humans outta bounds. I'll do with them as I please.|
|Crowley: Call on the bat-phone? Never call on business hours, do they?|
|Bobby: Whatever you saw, tell me and I'll buy it straight.|
|Dean: You're asking me to stand down. That's the same damn ransom note that Crowley handed me, you know that right? Well, no thanks. I'll find 'em myself. In fact, why don't you go back to Crowley and tell him that I said you can both kiss my ass.|
|Balthazar: Because I know I'm going to live to regret this, but I'm officially on your team, you bastards.|
|Balthazar: God be with you and what have you.|
|[Demon] Lisa: She's just a dead meat suit. Now what was it you wanted to say?|
|Sam: Dean, you know you have pulled some shady crap before, but this, has got to be the worst. Whitewashing their memories, taking them somebody who knows--
Dean: If you ever mention Lisa and Ben to me again, I will break your nose.
Dean: I'm not kidding.
|Crowley: Your chocolate has been in my peanut butter for far too long.|
|Dean: Next customer.|
|Balthazar: Drinking your feelings Sam? I thought that was your brother's bag?
Sam: Stressful times.
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