Supernatural (TV Series 2005– ) Poster

(2005– )


Dean Winchester: We know a little about a lot of things; just enough to make us dangerous.

Dean Winchester: Ya' know she could be faking.

Sam Winchester: Yeah, what do you wanna do, poke her with a stick?

[Dean nods]

Sam Winchester: Dude, you're not gonna poke her with a stick!

Dean Winchester: I hope your apple pie is freakin' worth it!

[repeated line]

Bobby Singer: Idjits!

Sam Winchester: Dude, I'm not enabling your sick habit. You're like one of those lab rats that pushes the pleasure button instead of the food button until it dies.

Dean Winchester: What are you talking about, I eat.

Dean Winchester: I'm not gonna die in a hospital where the nurses aren't even hot.

Dean Winchester: [Sam points to a word carved into a telephone pole] Croatoan?

Sam Winchester: Yeah.

[Dean stares blankly]

Sam Winchester: Roanoke... lost colony... ring a bell? Dean, did you pay any attention in history class?

Dean Winchester: Yeah. Shot heard 'round the world, how bills become laws...

Sam Winchester: That's not school; that's schoolhouse rock!

Sam Winchester: Dean, there's ten times as much lore about angels as there is about anything else we've ever hunted.

Dean Winchester: You know what, there's a ton of lore on unicorns too. In fact, I hear that they ride on silver moonbeams, and that they shoot rainbows out of their ass!

Sam Winchester: Wait, there's no such thing as unicorns?

Dean Winchester: [Looking at the haunted hotel] We might even run into Fred and Daphne inside. Mmmm... Daphne. Love her.

[repeated line]

Dean Winchester: Son of a bitch!

Dean Winchester: Come on, man. I know Sam, okay? Better than anyone. He's got more of a conscience than I do. I mean, the guy feels guilty searching the internet for porn.

Sam Winchester: Well, before we go stabbing things into Cooper, we're gonna wanna make damn sure it's him.

Dean Winchester: You're such a stickler for details, Sammy.

Dean Winchester: I like him, he says okie dokie.

Dean Winchester: Damn cops.

Sam Winchester: They were just doing their job.

Dean Winchester: No, they were doing our job, only they don't know it so they suck at it.

Dean Winchester: Ugh, the thought of him driving my car.

Sam Winchester: Oh, come on.

Dean Winchester: It's killing me!

Sam Winchester: Let it go.

Sam Winchester: Why'd you let me fall asleep?

Dean Winchester: Because I am an awesome brother. What did you dream about?

Sam Winchester: Lollipops and candycanes.

Sam Winchester: Bon Jovi?

Dean Winchester: Bon Jovi rocks... on occasion.

[repeated line]

Bobby Singer: Balls!

Dean Winchester: What's a P.A.?

Sam Winchester: I think it's kinda like a slave.

Dean Winchester: This looks like a zombie pen, Sammy.

[Dean falls on top of Sam as they sneak through a half open window]

Dean Winchester: Oh, sorry!

Sam Winchester: OK, be quiet.

Dean Winchester: Me be quiet? You be quiet!

Castiel: Hey, ass-butt.

McG: Marty, what do you think?

Martin: Not married to salt. What do you want? Still sticking with condiments?

McG: Just sounds different, not better. What else would a ghost be scared of?

Walter Dixon: Aww, ya gotta be kidding me...

Martin: [aside] What would a ghost be scared of?

[to McG]

Martin: Maybe shotguns.

McG: 'Kay, that makes even less sense than salt.

[repeated line]

Dean Winchester: Awesome.

Lucifer: Sorry if it's a bit chilly. Most people think I burn hot. It's actually quite the opposite.

Dean Winchester: Well, I'll alert the media.

Lucifer: Why not just serve your own best interests? Which in this case just happen to be mine?

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