You did this. You got her home.


You don't know my family.


Dean: Can I give you a little advice? Let it go. The past is...there's nothing you can do about it now so it's just baggage. Let it go. You'll feel a lot lighter.
Sasha: Is that what you do?
Dean: I try. Every single day.

Oh, pal you have no idea what's possible.


A wormy clone of her dad tried to kill me.


Mary: What did you find in the shed?
Dean: Dead guy.

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Dean: What happened to you?
Bobby: I could ask you the same question.

Bobby: You think I was too hard on your brother back there.
Dean: He's doing his best. He's doing better than his best.

Mary: Things have changed.
Sam: Changed how?
Mary: We're hunting all the time. He won't take a break not even for a second. There's something on his mind and he doesn't want to talk about it.
Sam: Have you asked?
Mary: Bobby's not open like your dad.
Sam: Wait. Like my dad?
Mary: Okay. As least he's not like your dad was when I knew him.
Sam: Right.
Mary: Bobby's got walls. Big ones. I just don't know if I can do that if I ever even put myself out there again. I shouldn't be talking to you about this.

Dean: Something on your mind Bobby?
Bobby: Yeah, your brother. He let Maggie come here when she had no idea what she was walking into. She wasn't ready.

This case obviously ain't a milk run.


Dean: You gotta be kidding me.
Mary: Hello, boys.
Bobby: What are you doing here?