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Supernatural

It was too preposterous. Not to mention arrogant! I mean, writing yourself into the story is one thing, but as a prophet? That's like M. Night level douchiness.

Chuck

Castiel: Dean, let him go! This man is to be protected.
Dean: Why?
Castiel: He's a prophet of the Lord.

Dean: It frustrates me when you say such reckless things.
Sam: Well, it frustrates me when you'd rather hide than fight.

Look, uh, I appreciate your enthusiasm. Really, I do. It's always nice to hear from a fan. But for your own good I strongly suggest you get a life.

Chuck

Everything is in here, I mean everything, from the racist truck to me having sex. I'm full frontal in here, dude.

Dean

Chuck Shurley: I'm the prophet Chuck!
Lilith: You've got to be joking.

I'm sitting in a laundry-mat, reading about myself... sitting in a laundry-mat reading about myself. My head hurts.

Dean

Dean: You guys don't walk enough. You're gonna get flabby. You know, I'm starting to think Junkless has a better sense of humor than you do.
Castiel: Uriel's the funniest angel in the garrison. Ask anyone.

Castiel: I know our fate rests with you.
Dean: Then you guys are screwed. I can't do it, Cass, it's too big. Alastair was right. I'm not a hero, I'm not strong enough. Well I guess I'm not the man either of our dads wanted me to be. Find someone else. It's not me.

I couldn't break him, pulled out all the stops, but John, he was made of something unique. The stuff of heroes. But then came Dean. Dean Winchester, I thought I was up against it again. But, daddy's little girl, he broke. He broke in thirty. Just not the man your daddy wanted you to be, huh, Dean?

Alastair

Castiel: You need to be more careful.
Dean: You need to learn how to manage a damn devil's trap.

Sam: Get out of me.
Dean: You're such a prude. Come on.

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Supernatural Season 4 Quotes

Sam: It's probably a dumbwaiter. All these old houses had them.
Dean: Know-it-all.
Sam: What?
Dean: What?
Sam: You said...
Dean: What?
Sam: Never mind.

Boy, three bedrooms, two baths, and one homicide. This place is going to sell like hotcakes.

Dean
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