October 22, 2014 | 0 Comments
Dean: I like the disease.
Dean: I like the disease.
Dean: Yeah, you’re that guy from that thing.
Sam: It’s just a car? Wow, you really have gone dark.
Dean: He was a douche, now he’s a dead douche.
Sam: I don’t care. You’re my brother, and I’m taking you home.
Crowley: This isn’t about little Dean.
Dean: You sound like a Viagra commercial, you know that, right?
Hannah: Castiel, I think the Winchesters are a bad influence on you.
Dean: There’s no trade. There’s no meet-up, no nothing except the 100 percent guarantee that somewhere down the road I will find you, and…
Crowley: He’s my best friend, my partner in crime. They’ll write songs about us, graphic novels: The Misadventures of Crowley and…