|EPISODE 316: NO REST FOR THE WICKED
|Dean: Hey, why don't we just make a TJ-run, you know? Some señoritas, cervesas, we could... what's Spanish for donkey-show?
Sam: So, if we do save you, let's never do that.
|Bobby: Right name, right ritual, ain't nothing you can't suss out.
Sam: Like the town Lilith's in?
Bobby: Kid, when I get done, we'll know the street.
|Dean: Well, just cause I got to die doesn't mean you have to, okay? Either we go in smart or we don't go in at all.
Sam: Okay, fine. That's the case, I have the answer.
Dean: You do?
Sam: Yeah. A surefire way to confirm it's Lilith and a way to get us a bona fide demon-killing Ginsu.
|Dean: When that b*tch breathes the air comes out crooked. Bobby: Ain't you just bringing down the room.
Dean: Well, it's a gift.
|(Sam has summoned Ruby by a ritual)
Ruby: Hey, Sam. How's tricks? You know, phones work too.
|Ruby: What are you smiling at? (Dean holds up knife) I'll kill you, you little son of a b*tch.
(Ruby tries to kick, but realizes that she is trapped)
Dean: As I said, I knew you were gonna come. (goes up the stairs)
Ruby: So what, you're just gonna leave me here?
Dean: That's the main plan.
|Ruby: I wish I could be there, Dean! I wish I could smell the flesh sizzle off your bones. I wish I could be there to hear you scream!
Dean: And I wish you'd shut your pie hole, but we don't always get what we want.
|Dean: If we go down, then we go down swingin'.|
|(after Dean's given a touching speech)
Dean: What do you think?
Sam: I think you totally should have been jamming Eye of the Tiger right there.
Dean: Oh, bite me. I totally rehearsed that speech, too.
|Dean: We've got the knife.
Bobby: And you intend to use it without me. Do I look like a ditchable prom date to you?
|Bobby: (to Dean) Family don't end with blood, boy.|
|Bobby: Tell me. How many hallucinations have you had so far?
Dean: How'd you know?
Bobby: Because that's what happens when you've got hell hounds on your butt. And because I'm smart.
|Bobby: Well, you got just over five hours to go. You're piercing the veil, Dean, glimpsing the "B" side.
Dean: Little less New Agey, please.
Bobby: You're almost hell's b*tch, so you can see hell's other b*tches.
Dean: Thank you.
|Dean: I'm glad my doomed soul's good for something.|
|Ruby: (hands Dean the distributor cap) I'll follow. Don't be stopping to pee every ten minutes, either!|
|Sam: You know if this doesn't go the way we want, I want you to know that...
Dean: Nooo, no, no, no, no, no.
Sam: No what?
Dean: You're not gonna bust out the misty goodbye speech, okay? I mean, if this is my last day on Earth, I do not want it to be socially awkward.
|(Dean turns on the radio)
Sam: (incredulous) Bon Jovi?
Dean: Bon Jovi rocks! On occasion.
Dean: Nothing. I just couldn't see you before, but you are one ugly broad.
|Sam: Then what am I supposed to do?
Dean: Keep fighting. And take care of my wheels. Remember everything Dad taught you. Everything I taught you.
|Ruby: Give me the knife. Maybe I can fight it off.
Dean: Sam, wait.
Ruby: You want to die?
Dean: Sam, that's not Ruby, it's Lilith! (Liltih pins Dean to a table and Sam to a wall) I should have known, but all you demons, you all look alike to me. How long have you been in her?
Lilith: Not long, but I like it. It's all grown up and pretty. (turns toward Sam) Hello Sam, I wanted to meet you for a very long time. (kisses Sam) Your lips are soft.
Sam: Let Dean out of his deal.
Lilith: If you wanna bargain, you have to have something I want. Huh, you don't.
Dean: So this is your big plan, huh? Drag me to Hell. Kill Sam. Become queen b*tch?
Sam: Where's Ruby?
Lilith: She was a very bad girl. So, I sent her somewhere far, far away. (heads towards door to let in the hellhounds) Sic him, boy.
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