Technically the relic had a home, and then you had it stolen.

Dean

Sam: Whack?
Dean: It's mob talk.

Sam: So this is what we've come to? Thieves.
Dean: Hey, you want the blood, right?

The internet, you're not just for porn anymore.

Dean

Dean: What's the last ingredient of this spell we're never going to find?
Sam: Blood of a most holy man.

Some people just can't be saved.

Castiel

Bobby: Who's the kid?
Jack: I'm Jack.
Mary: Friend of the family.
Bobby: That's good enough for me.

You called me Mary Campbell, do you know me?

Mary

Ask them where they go their loin clothes.

Dean

I don't get words wrong!

Castiel

He's not going to hurt you Jack, he's going to hurt me.

Mary

Mary: You should be six months old.
Jack: I am. Sort of.