- Dean Winchester: Well, buddy... I gotta say, man, you, uh... you don't suck.
- Garth Fitzgerald IV: Thank you. That's the nicest thing anyone's ever said to me!
- Crowley: Sam, mazel tov. Who's the lucky lady?
- Becky Rosen-Winchester: You're Crowley!
- Crowley: And you're -- well, I'm sure you have a wonderful personality, dear.
- Sam Winchester: Dean, you're paranoid.
- Dean Winchester: And you're in love? It's been four days, man!
- Garth Fitzgerald IV: We find Sam, hopefully fix this, everybody's home in time for "America's Got Talent."
- [to Marsha]
- Garth Fitzgerald IV: You'll be living with a tri-racial paraplegic sniper until this all blows over, okay?
- Guy: I love reunions. The desperation! These schlubs will sign on the dotted line for money, power, hair; whatever it takes to impress the nostalgically bang-able head cheerleader.
- Becky Rosen-Winchester: Then I met you guys -- the real Sam and Dean. And I started dating Chuck. And everything was... Amazing.
- [sighs]
- Becky Rosen-Winchester: But you left, and Chuck dumped me. I think I intimidated him with my vibrant sexuality.
- Dean Winchester: Okay, you know what? I'm trying to save you from a really bad accident.
- Marsha Burrows: Are you threatening me?
- Dean Winchester: No. No, I-I'm pointing out a pattern. Why do people keep thinking I'm threatening them?
- Garth Fitzgerald IV: Because it sounded exactly like a threat, dude.
- Craig Burrows: Say, fellas, what's with the third degree?
- Dean Winchester: Oh, uh, no offense. We were just wondering if you got here by nefarious means.
- Dean Winchester: Whoa! Garth!
- Garth Fitzgerald IV: Oh. Uh, I-I didn't mean, of course, uh, corporate backstabbing. I'm sorry. I meant more like, uh, you know, black magic or hoodoo.
- Dean Winchester: Call them off, or I'll cut my own loophole in your throat.
- Guy: [Looks behind him] Oh, crap.
- Dean Winchester: Yeah, you said it. You're in a world-...
- Crowley: Hello, boys.
- Dean Winchester: Oh, crap.
- Becky Rosen-Winchester: He's just a wiccan. Wiccans are good, like Glinda of Oz.
- Sam Winchester: You're not this stupid, Becky.
- Becky Rosen-Winchester: Whatever is killing people... It's something else.
- Sam Winchester: It's never something else! When are there ever two crazy things in town at the same time?
- Becky Rosen-Winchester: He said it wouldn't even work unless you already loved me, deep down. It just activates it.
- Sam Winchester: So you think I love you?
- Becky Rosen-Winchester: [Sheepish] Deep, deep down?
- Sam Winchester: Then untie me.
- [She stuffs a gag in his mouth]
- Sam Winchester: No. No!
- Becky Rosen-Winchester: You're still working through your emotions.
- Becky Rosen-Winchester: Guy's a really good friend. We met in the erotic horror section at the novel hovel.
- Guy: Oh, my God, Becky. Come on! T.M.I.
- Dean Winchester: [about Becky] Shouldn't she ask for my permission or something?
- Sam Winchester: [Chuckles] You want her to ask for my hand?
- Becky Rosen-Winchester: I know what I am, okay? I'm a loser. In school, in life. Guess that's why I like you so much.
- Sam Winchester: [Muffled through gag] What?
- Becky Rosen-Winchester: I mean, not that you're a loser, but you had that whole character arc about being a freak, and... I can relate.
- Garth Fitzgerald IV: You Dean? Hmm. I thought you'd be taller.
- Dean Winchester: I assume Bobby filled you in on the road.
- Garth Fitzgerald IV: He told me two things. One, he's tangling with a major-league nest up in Oregon territory. Numero dos, he said you'd be all surly and premenstrual working with me.
- Crowley: Hunting Leviathan; yes, I know. That's why I told my lads to stay clear of you meatheads.
- Dean Winchester: So, what do you know about-...
- Crowley: Too much. You met that dick yet? Smuggest tub of goo since Mussolini.
- Becky Rosen-Winchester: Sam... Just calm down.
- Sam Winchester: Calm down? You hogtied me to--Becky, why -- why am I not wearing any pants?
- Becky Rosen-Winchester: They're very constricting.
- Sam Winchester: Uhh...
- Becky Rosen-Winchester: Don't worry. I didn't do anything weird.
- Sam Winchester: All right, um... So, a little sudden. But life is short, so I'll keep this shorter. I'm in love. And I'm getting married...
- [Dean stares, dumbfounded]
- Sam Winchester: Say something, like, uh, like, "congratulations," for example.
- Dean Winchester: *What*?
- Marsha Burrows: I was having lunch with friends. This guy heard me bitching. Next thing I know, he's making me an offer.
- Dean Winchester: An offer?
- Marsha Burrows: Craig's job for my soul. I know. Hilarious. I mean, what have I got to lose?
- Garth Fitzgerald IV: Well, there's your soul.