takashichea (Level 12)

Sam: Dick made more Dicks.

Philip J. Fry: Bender, you wanna go out and do something?
Bender: Oh, so now I'm your last resort booty call.

Dick Roman:You demons are ugly, lazy, gold-digging whores.
Dean Winchester: You want me to "Desperate Housewife" these mothers?

Dean: You can not be in that crater back there. If you're gone, I swear, I am going to strap my beautiful mind brother into the car, and I'm going to drive us off the pier.
Dean Winchester: So (Castiel's) gone.
Bobby Singer: Yep. Rest in peace. If that's in the cards.
Dean Winchester: Dumb son of a bitch.
Bobby Singer: Well he was friends with us, wasn't he? Can't get much dumber than that.
Sheriff and Bobby
Sheriff Mills: Bobby Singer. My hero.
Bobby Singer: That's the roofies talking.

Dean Winchester: Well, he says he's okay.
Bobby Singer: How?
Dean Winchester: I don't know. I just pray to God it's true.
Bobby Singer: We need to come up with a new saying for that.
About Castiel
Woman in the News (Eye Witness): We all saw him. No beard. No robe. He was young and...and sexy.
Lucifer: Hi Sam. Long time no spooning.

Sam Winchester: Dean, look, how many times do I have to tell you? I'm fine.
Dean Winchester: Oh, yeah, now, you're a poster boy for mental health.

Dean Winchester: We're like poster kids of functional family life compared to them.
Sam Winchester: That's a low bar.
Dean Winchester: Well, hey, grading on a curve's got me past every day since kindergarten so don't knock it.

Munda: Sex with Zapp

Sam Winchester Sam: I know it sucks right now, and it might suck a lot longer, but trust me on this it gets better.
Kevin: Dude, you know I'm not gay, right?

Sam: "Brick Holmes, a heart eater. Who knew?"
Dean: "Heh, sorry buddy. The mighty they fall hard huh."
Sam: "At least he wasn't sleeping with his mother."
Dean: "Yeah good Sam, find the silver lining."

Jimmy Chance:And the only person I want to donate sperm to is you. That didn't sound as romantic out loud as it did in my head.
Sabrina Collins: Mm-mm.

Sabrina Collins: I just, I want us to be so connected that we finish each other's...
Jimmy Chance: Vegetables? Laundry? Popcorn?