You pulled a Dean Winchester.

Sam

Look, man do I wish the Mark was gone? Yes of course, absolutely I do. But I wanted you back, and here you are and you didn't Hulk out, I'll take the win.

Sam

Sam: Dean, I'm way to big to fit in that.
Dean: First time you ever had to say that, huh?

Next thing I know, I wake up looking like Bieber.

Dean

Dean: Some good news though, virgin liver. So, what do you say when we're done doing our hero thing, we take it out for a test drive?
Sam: Yeah sure. I mean you can drink again in what like, seven years?

My voice is weird, and I've got like nine zits, and I have zero control over this; I mean it's up, it's down, it's up for no reason.

Dean

There was a Taylor Swift song on the bus that I hopped to the motel, and uh, I liked it Sam. I liked it a lot.

Dean

Sam: Wait, wait, wait, wait! Talk to me!
Teen Dean: Really Sam? Now? I got no grass on the infield and a girl's gonna die. Sorry if I'm not in a chatty mood. Look. You wanted me back in the game, I'm back in the damn game. C'mon.

Sam: She's right, Dean. You can do this. We can do this.
Dean: Then let's get to work.

Yeah well, there's one thing you have that he didn't. You're a Winchester. I forgive you Dean.

Charlie

You Winchester boys and your talk. Blah blah blah repressed feelings. Blah blah blah passive aggression.

Charlie

Oh Sam, you're adorable. You're not gonna hurt me, in fact that's your problem. All good guy code no bite, what a waste.

Charlie