- Young Dean Winchester: Ma'am, allow me.
- Motel Guest: [to Sam] Your son is so polite.
- [Sam makes a face]
- Young Dean Winchester: Just try to stay calm, okay?
- Young Tina: Stay calm? I'm a freakin' tween, and you look like some One Direction reject. And we're in some freaky serial-killer basement!
- Young Dean Winchester: [Young Dean makes it back to the hotel] Next thing I know, I wake up looking like Bieber.
- Young Dean Winchester: [Young Dean in the Impala with Sam driving] There was a Taylor Swift song on the bus that I hopped to the motel... .
- Young Dean Winchester: ....and I liked it, Sam... ..I like it a lot.
- Katja: Don't worry, liebchen. You're too good for soup. I'm thinking a nice, sweet chili glaze, a few hours roasting in the oven. And an apple in your mouth.