Dean Winchester quotes from Supernatural

Sam

[about a demon] And it's following you because...?

Dean

I guess I'm big game, you know? My ass is too sweet to let out of sight.

Sam

Dean, it's not Dad.

Dean

Then what is it?

Sam

A Crocotta.

Dean

Is that a sandwich?

Dean

The only person who can get me out of this thing is me.

Sam

And me.

Dean

"And me"?

Sam

What?

Dean

Deep revelation, having a real moment here. That's what you come back with? "And me"?

Sam

Do you want a poem?

Dean

Moment's gone. Unbelievable.

So, you're cops and morons.

Dean

Excuse me? No, no. We're very smart!

Didn't you read my report?

Dean

Of course, we did. Oh, it was-it was riveting, a real page-turner. Just delightful.

You done?

Dean

I think so.

Please, go away.

Dean

Okay.

Rufus

You do her ear?

Dean

Hey man, I'll try anything once, but I don't know, that sounds uncomfortable.

Dean

Hiya, Bela. Here's a fun fact you may not know: I felt your hand in my pocket when you swiped that motel receipt.

Bela

You don't understand.

Dean

Oh, I'm pretty sure I understand perfectly. Y'see, I noticed something interesting in your hotel room. Something tucked above the door, an herb. Devil's Shoestring. Well there's only one use for that. Holding Hellhounds at bay. So you know what I did? I went back and I took another look at your folks' obit. Turns out they died ten years ago, today. You didn't kill 'em. A demon did your dirty work. You made a deal, didn't you, Bela? And it's come due.

[flashback, young Bela swinging, crying] I can take care of them for you. And it won't even cost you anything for ten whole years. [her eyes glow red]

Dean

Is that why you stole the Colt, huh? Try to wiggle out of your deal? Our gun for your soul?

Bela

Yes.

Dean

But stealing the Colt wasn't quite enough, I'm guessing.

Bela

They changed the deal. They wanted me to kill Sam.

Dean

[sarcastic] Really. Wow. Demons, untrustworthy. [chuckles] Shocker. That's, uh, kind of a tight deadline too, uh, what time is it? Oh, look at that! Almost midnight.

Bela

[crying] Dean, listen, I need help.

Dean

Sweetheart, we are weeks past help.

Bela

I know I don't deserve it.

Dean

You know what, you're right. You don't. But you know what the bitch of the bunch is? If you would have just come to us sooner and asked for help, we probably could have taken the Colt and saved you.

Bela

[still crying] I know, and saved yourself. I know about your deal, Dean.

Dean

And who told you that?

Bela

The demon that holds it. She holds mine, too. She says she holds every deal.

Dean

She?

Bela

Her name's Lilith.

Dean

...Lilith? Why should I believe you?

Bela

You shouldn't, but it's the truth.

Dean

This can't help you, Bela. Not now. Why are you tellin' me this?

Bela

Because just maybe you can kill the bitch.

Dean

[long pause] I'll see you in Hell.

Dean

Why don't we just make a T.J. run. You know, some señoritas, cervezas, uh, we could, what's Spanish for "donkey show"?

Sam

So if we do save you... let's never do that.

Dean

Sammy, all I'm saying is that you're my weak spot. You are. And I'm yours.

Sam

You don't mean that. We're--we're family.

Dean

I know. And those evil sons of bitches know it, too.

Bobby

Where do you think you're going?

Dean

We've got the knife.

Bobby

And you intend to use it without me. Do I look like a ditchable prom-date to you?

Sam

No, Bobby. Of course not.

Dean

This is about me... and Sam. Okay? This isn't your fight.

Bobby

The hell it isn't! Family don't end with blood, boy!

Sam

I'm not gonna let you go to Hell, Dean!

Dean

Yes, you are! Yes, you are! I'm sorry! I mean this is all my fault. I know that. But what you're doing, it's not gonna save me. It's only gonna kill you.

Sam

Then what am I supposed to do?

Dean

Keep fighting. Take care of my wheels. Sam, remember what Dad taught you, okay? And remember what I taught you.

Dean

Surprise.

Bobby

I, I don't...

Dean

Yeah, me neither. But here I am. [Suddenly, Bobby attacks Dean.] Bobby! Bobby! It's me!

Bobby

My ass!

Dean

Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait! Your name is Robert Steven Singer. You became a hunter after your wife got possessed. You're about the closest thing I have to a father. Bobby. It's me. [Bobby attacks Dean again] I am not a shapeshifter!

Bobby

Then you're a Revenant!

Dean

All right. If I was either, could I do this with a silver knife? [cuts his arm]

Bobby

Dean?

Dean

That's what I've been trying to tell you.

Bobby

[Bobby hugs Dean] It's... it's good to see you, boy.

Dean

Yeah, you too.

Bobby

But... how did you bust out?

Dean

I don't know. I just, uh, I just woke up in a pine box...

Dean

I'm not a demon, either, you know.

Bobby

Sorry. Can't be too careful.

Bobby

But... that don't make a lick of sense.

Dean

Yeah. Yeah, you're preachin' to the choir.

Bobby

Dean, your chest was ribbons, your insides were slop. And you've been buried four months. Even if you could slip out of Hell and back into your meat suit...

Dean

I know, I should look like a Thriller video reject.

Bobby

What do you remember?

Dean

Not much. I remember I was a Hellhound's chew toy, and then lights out. Then I come to six feet under. That was it.

Right, take each other's hands. And I need to touch something our mystery monster touched.

Dean

Whoa. Well, he didn't touch me there.

[Laughs] My mistake.

Dean, to hell and back. Aren't you a lucky duck?

Dean

That's me.

So you get to just stroll out of the Pit, huh? Tell me, what makes you so special?

Dean

I like to think it's because of my perky nipples.