“You know this world, this sad, doomed little world, it needs you. It needs every last it…”

“Simmons: Can I touch it? Crowley: With all due respect, Simmons, I don't think you can…”

“OK, look. I want a big funeral. All right? I'm talking epic. OK? Open bar, choir, Sabbath…”

“Michelle: How exactly do you talk to an evil scary death machine? Dean: Easy. I die.”