Red Sky at Morning Quotes
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EPISODE 306: RED SKY AT MORNING
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| (Sam and Dean are in the car; Dean looks pissed) Dean: So, I've been waiting since Maple Springs. You got something to tell me? Sam: It's not your birthday.. Dean: No. Sam: (thinks hard) ...Happy Purim? (Dean gives Sam an angry look, Sam laughs) Sam: Dude, I don't know! I have no idea what you're talking about |
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| Bela: You boys should learn to lock your doors. Anyone could just barge in. Sam: Anyone just did. |
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| (about Bela) Dean: Can I shoot her? Sam: Not in public. |
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| Bela: Do you really think this is going to work? Dean: Almost definitely not. |
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| (about Bela to the Guard) Dean: You think she's a pain in the ass now, try living with her. |
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| Dean: So who was it Bela? Hmm? Who'd you kill? Was it daddy? Your little sis maybe? Bela: It's none of your business. Dean: No...right. Well have a nice life, you know whatever's left of it. (grabs jacket) Sam, let's go. Bela: You can't just leave me here. Dean: Watch us. Bela: Please. I need your help. Dean: Our help? Well now how could a couple of serial killers possibly help you? |
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| Bela: I sold it. I had a buyer lined up as soon as I knew it existed. Sam: So the whole reason for us goin' to the charity ball was...? Bela: I needed a cover. You were convenient. Sam: Look you sold it to a buyer, just go buy it back. Bela: It's half way across the ocean, I can't get it back in time. Dean: In time for what? Sam: What's going on with you Bela? You look like you've seen a ghost. Bela: I saw the ship. Dean: You what? ... Wow, you know I... I knew you were an immoral, thieving, con-artist b*tch, but just when I thought my opinion of you couldn't get any lower... |
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| Bela: What is taking so long? Sam's already halfway there. With his date. Dean: I am so not okay with this. Bela: What are you, a woman? Come down already. (Dean walks down steps, Bela gasps) Dean: All right, get it out. I look ridiculous. Bela: Not exactly the word I'd use. |
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| Sam: Exactly how long do you expect me to entertain my date? Bela: As long as it takes. Dean: Look. There's security all over this place, alright. This is an uncrashable party, without Gert's invitation, so. Sam: We can crash anything, Dean. Dean: Yeah I know, but this is easier and a lot more entertaining. |
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| Bela: So, how'd things go last night with Peter? (Sam gives angry look) Bela: That well, huh. Dean: If you say "I told you so," I swear to God, I'll start swinging |
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| Bela: Don't you dare look down your nose at me. You're no better than I am. Dean: We help people. Bela: Come on! You do this out of vengeance and obsession. You're a stone's throw from being a serial killer. (Dean looks over to Sam) Bela: Whereas I on the other hand, I get paid to do a job, and I do it. So you tell me, which is healthier? Sam: Bela, why don't you just leave? We've got work to do. Bela: Yeah. You're 0 for 2. Bang up job so far |
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| Dean: There's a bullet missing from the Colt. You want to tell me how that happened? I know it wasn't me, so unless you were shooting at some incredibly evil cans. Sam: Dean. Dean: You went after her didn't you? The Crossroads Demon, after I told you not to. Sam: Yeah, well. Dean: You could have gotten yourself killed. Sam: I didn't. Dean: And you shot her? Sam: She was a smartass. |
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| (to Dean) Bela: Now, I'd get to that car if I were you, before they find that arsenal in the trunk. Ciao. |
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| Sam: You shot me. Bela: I barely grazed you. (Dean rolls eyes) Bela: Cute. But a bit of a drama queen, yeah? |
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| Dean: A Hand of Glory? I think I got one of those at the end of my Thai massage last week. | |
| Dean: This is where we parked the car, right? Sam: I thought so. Dean: Where's my car? Sam: Did you feed the meter? Dean: Yes I fed the meter. Sam, where's my car, did somebody... stole my car? Sam: Hey-hey, calm down. Dean. Dean: I'm calmed down. Somebody stole my c... (Dean starts to hyperventilate) Sam: Wow, Dean. Hey-hey-hey-hey, take it easy, take it easy. (Dean hyperventilating; Bela arrives) Bela: The 67' Impala, was that yours? Sam: Bela. Bela: I'm sorry, I had that car towed. Dean: You what? Bela: Well, it was in a tow-away zone. Dean: No it wasn't. Bela: It was when I finished with it. |
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| Dean: What's the next step? Sam: I gotta ID the boat. Dean: That shouldn't be too hard. I mean, how many three-mast ships have wrecked off the coast? Sam: I checked that too actually, over 150. Dean: Wow! Sam: Yeah. Dean: Crap. Sam: Mm-hmm. |
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| Dean: So what happens? You see the ship and then a few hours later you pucker up and kiss your ass goodbye. Sam: Basically. |
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| Dean: What a crazy old broad. Sam: Why, because she believes in ghosts? Dean: Ha ha, look at you. Sticking up for your girlfriend, you cougar hound. |
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| Dean: Hey, Bela, how'd you get like this? What, your daddy not give you enough hugs or something? Bela: I don't know. Your daddy give you enough? |
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| Dean: You can't save everybody, Sam. Sam: Yeah right, So, so…what? You feel better now, or what? Dean: No, not really. Sam: Me neither. Dean: You got to understand… Sam: It’s just lately I feel like I can't save anybody |
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| Bela: What do you suggest? Dean: I’m thinking… Bela: Don’t strain yourself. |
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| Dean: (about Bela) You know what? I’m not going to kill her. I think slow torture’s the way to go. | |
| Dean: I can’t believe she got another one over on us! Sam: You. Dean: What? Sam: I mean, she got one over on you, not us. Dean: Thank you, Sam! Very helpful |
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| Dean: (to Sam) You stink like sex. | |
| Bela: (after handing Dean and Sam money) I don't like being in anyone's debt. Dean: So ponying up ten grand is easier for you then a simple “thank you”? You're so damaged. Bela: Takes one to know one. |
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| Sam: I don’t want you to worry about me, Dean. I want you to worry about you. I want you to give a crap that you're dying! So that's it? Nothing else to say for you? Dean: I think maybe I'll play craps. |
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| Sam: You know, there are limits to what I'll do, right? Dean: Ah, he's playing hard-to-get. That's cute. |
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| Bela: You know, when this is over, we should really have angry sex. Dean: (after thinking hard) Don't objectify me! |
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| Bela: I think the three of us should have a heart-to-heart. Dean: That's assuming you have a heart. |
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| Sam: Bite me. Dean: Not if she bites you first. |
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| Peter: You're not cops. Not dressed like that, not in that crappy car. Dean: Hey, no need to get nasty! |
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| Bela: I see you got your car back. Dean: You really want to come near me with a loaded gun in my hands? Bela: Now, now. Mind your blood pressure. |
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| Sam: How do you sleep at night? Bela: On silk sheets, rolling naked in money |
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| Bela: (to Dean) I didn't want you thinking... you're not very good at that. Oh, look at you, searching for a witty rejoinder. Dean: Screw you. Bela: Very Oscar Wilde. |
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| Bela: What are you? A woman ? come down already. | |
| (Bela collapses) Dean: My wife has a extreme shellfish allergy, is there crab in there? Waiter: No. Dean: (grabs and eats one) Excellent by the way |
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| Gurt: (to Sam) You remind me of my late husband, he was shy to... until we got below deck. Sam: WHOA! |
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| Bela: Having a nice time? Gurt: It's delightful...(whispers to Bela) He wants me. |
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| Dean: Thanks for looking after my wife. Guard: Oh, she's being looked after alright. |
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| Bela: Really Sam... I expect the attitude from him, but from you... Sam: (stares at her) You shot me! |
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