- Angel 2: God cast you out of Heaven.
- Lucifer: And who do you think spread that tabloid headline? It was Captain G, the Eternal One. And why? Because I didn't buy in to his obsessive, compulsive love for mankind.
- Angel 1: Mankind is His creation.
- Lucifer: Oh, come on! It's not like he invented the Prius, which actually works. I don't have to tell you people what a mess mankind is: the Salem Witch Trials, Third Reich, Twin Towers. Sure, every once in a while, he'll send down a plague to straighten them out, but it's nothing permanent. Humanity brought us Hiroshima and got a re-do. I merely questioned his priorities, and I got the boot.
- Angel 2: He said you're evil.
- Angel 1: Incarnate. E-Evil incarnate.
- Lucifer: It's marketing. He's creating a need in the consumer's mind. Can't be a Super Savior if you don't have a Super Villain.
- Dean Winchester: Hold on, okay? Let's just put it in reverse. We will put Lucifer back in the Cage *after* we put Amara back on ice. It has to happen in that order, otherwise there is no Lucifer, there's no Cage, there's no nothing.
- Crowley: He's spent years marinating in hate against us! He has to go.
- Sam Winchester: Problem is, we may need him.
- Dean Winchester: He's been down this road with Amara before. He might be the only one powerful enough to use the Horn against her.
- Crowley: He had me cleaning the floors with my tongue! He called me "puppy"! He made me beg.
- Dean Winchester: All right. Come on. Is this what this about? Huh? Your stupid ego? The fact that he dissed you in front of a bunch of stupid demons? You're smarter than this. Come on!
- Sam Winchester: Dean's right. Priority is to put the Horn in Lucifer's hands and set him loose on Amara.
- Dean Winchester: After we exorcise Lucifer out of Cass and put him in a new vessel.
- Sam Winchester: What? Really?
- Dean Winchester: Yes, really. We're not gonna send Lucifer into battle inside Cass. What if he doesn't make it?
- Sam Winchester: Dean, it's a strong vessel. It's held Cass for years, and we know what he's been through. I'm guessing it can hold Lucifer.
- Dean Winchester: "It"? It's not an "it," Sam. It's Cass.
- Sam Winchester: And Cass wanted to do this.
- Dean Winchester: Yeah, well, there's times I want to get slapped during sex by a girl wearing a Zorro mask. That don't make it a good idea.
- Sam Winchester: Dean, this is exactly how we screw ourselves. W-we make the - the heart choice and instead of the smart choice.
- Dean Winchester: Oh, okay. Thank you, Dr. Phil. Cass is family.
- Sam Winchester: Yes, and his choice deserves to be respected.
- Dean Winchester: Even if it kills him.
- Crowley: It's killing me. I would rather stick white-hot skewers in my eyes than listen to you two bitches bicker! I gave you the terms of my deal. If Lucifer's not back in the Cage, the Horn stays hidden.
- Dean Winchester: Nice digs. The Crypt Keeper out of town?
- Crowley: I'm lucky to be alive. Lucifer had me trussed up like a dog in my own palace.
- Dean Winchester: "Palace"? Oh, you mean the abandoned nuthouse?
- Crowley: He kept me in a kennel! And he turned all his demons - *my* demons - against me. They scour the earth, day and night, looking to kill me. He has to be dealt with.
- Sam Winchester: Okay. S-so now we all just saw what happens when she's in a bad mood, which, apparently, she's been in since the dawn of time.
- Dean Winchester: I think she just rattled heaven with a flick of her pinkie finger. That's not a big enough dose of reality for you?
- Amara: You seem pleased with my progress. But I don't sense in you the capacity for kindness or... concern.
- Rowena: Kindness gets you a hug, not a seat at the big boys' table.
- Amara: And what is it you want?
- Rowena: Oh, like yourself, I want revenge on Lucifer. But more than that, I want to be there when you remake the universe to your taste.
- Amara: Oh? I'm told my tastes run towards the catastrophic.
- Rowena: Aye. The Winchesters say you all about destruction.
- Amara: The Winchesters are right. But... what they call "destruction" I call renovation. My blueprints. Not God's.
- Rowena: That's my girl. Do things the way *you* would have done them.
- Amara: I will. And where do you fit into that?
- Rowena: Oh, I can be useful. Provide you with information on the troublesome brothers and Lucifer - their plans. And even if it is born out of my own self-interest, I-I care about you.