- Sam Winchester: Well, you know what? Maybe it's like iron or silver, you know? Hurts them, not us.
- Dean Winchester: Maybe, but a fat lot of good it does us till we find that bitch.
- Bobby Singer: I'm looking, but I'm thinking maybe it's time you made a call.
- Dean Winchester: Why's it always gotta to be me, huh? It's not like Cass lives in my ass. The dude's busy.
- [Castiel appears behind him]
- Dean Winchester: Cass, get out of my ass.
- Castiel: I was never in your...
- Dean Winchester: What do you call these?
- Bobby Singer: Well, congrats. You discovered it. You get to name it.
- Dean Winchester: Jefferson Starships. Huh? Because they're horrible and hard to kill.
- Sam Winchester: Looks like the whole bar has turned into...
- Dean Winchester: Jefferson Starships.
- Sam Winchester: Fine.
- Castiel: I'll search the town. Give me a moment.
- [Cass doesn't disappear]
- Dean Winchester: Cass, we can still see you.
- Castiel: Yeah, I'm still here.
- Dean Winchester: Okay, well, you don't have to wait on us. You - Well, now it just looks like you're pooping.
- Dean Winchester: Well, that's great, 'cause without your power, you're basically just a baby in a trench coat.
- [Cas makes a face, looks away]
- Sam Winchester: I think you hurt his feelings.
- Bobby Singer: They won't take long.
- Castiel: You don't know that. They may find more wayward orphans along the way.
- Bobby Singer: Oh, don't get cute.
- Castiel: Right. Pardon me for highlighting their crippling and dangerous empathetic response with "sarcasm."
- Bobby Singer: [about ipad] I asked for a computer.
- Sam Winchester: It is a computer.
- Bobby Singer: No, a computer has buttons.
- Eve: Phoenix ash. I'm impressed. I bet you had to go a long way for that.
- Dean Winchester: You have no idea.
- Eve: I'm building the perfect beast.
- Sam Winchester: Wait a second. All those... All those things we've been finding.
- Eve: Call it beta testing.
- Dean Winchester: Well, I think your formula might be a little off.
- Eve: Relax. I'm not here to fight.
- Dean Winchester: No. Just to rally every freak on the planet. Bring in Khan worms and--and half-assed Spidermen. And dragons. Really, sister? *Dragons*?
- Eve: So I dusted off some of the old classics.
- Eve: I was pushed into this. After all, a mother defends her children.
- Dean Winchester: Really? You're gonna use the mother-of-the-year defense? You?
- Lenore: Your hunter friend almost killed me.
- Sam Winchester: Well, if it makes you feel any better, he turned into a vampire... and I chopped his head off.
- Dean Winchester: Yeah, with razor wire. Wicked.
- Castiel: I'm powerless.
- Dean Winchester: You're joking.
- Castiel: Something in this town is, uh... it's affecting me. I assume it's Eve.
- Dean Winchester: So, wait. Mom's making you limp?
- Castiel: Figuratively, yes.
- Dean Winchester: Is there anybody in this diner that is not a flesh-eating monster?
- Sam Winchester: Uh, me and you.
- Dean Winchester: Is Dr. Silver in today? My friend is very sick.
- Castiel: I have a, uh... painful burning sensation.
- Dr. Silver's Receptionist: Oh, well, he's out. Sorry.
- Dean Winchester: Do you know where he is?
- Dr. Silver's Receptionist: He hasn't called in.
- [Looks at Cas]
- Dr. Silver's Receptionist: You might wanna find yourself some ointment.
- Dean Winchester: There's one way to draw her out. Me and Sam will go in.
- Bobby Singer: Dean!
- Dean Winchester: Look, if we don't get a shot off you two better.
- Bobby Singer: That's the plan?
- Dean Winchester: Yeah. Pretty much.
- [Turns ans leaves with Sam]
- Bobby Singer: Well, at least it ain't complicated.
- Dean Winchester: The last few months, we've been working for an evil dick. We're not about to sign up for an evil bitch.