Season 2 Supernatural Quotes

Episode 11

Playthings

Dean: We got another one. Some guy just hung himself in his room.

Sam: Yeah I saw.

Dean: We gotta figure this out and fast. So what did ya find out about granny?

Sam: You're bossy!

Dean: What?

Sam: You're bossy... and short!

Dean: Are you drunk?!

Sam: Yeah! So... stupid!

Dean: Dude come on! What do ya think we're working a case?!

Sam: That guy... who hung himself... I couldn't save him.

Dean: What are you talking about? You didn't know you couldn't have saved him!

Sam: THAT'S AN EXCUSE DEAN! I COULD HAVE FOUND A WAY TO SAVE HIM! I could have found a way to save him! I could have saved Ava too!

Dean: Well you can't save everyone even you said that!

Sam: NO! You don't understand alright! The more people I save the more I can change!

Dean: Change what?

Sam: MY DESTINY... DEAN!

Dean: Alright. Time for bed Sasquatch! Come on.

Sam: I need you to watch out for me!

Dean: Yeah, I always do.

Sam: No no no. You have to watch "out" for me... alright? and if I ever... turn into something that I'm not... you have to kill me.

Dean: Sam...

Sam: Dean! Dad told you to do  it. You have to!

Dean: Yeah, well Dad's an ass! He never should have said anything! You don't do that! You don't lay that kind of crap on your kids!

Sam: No! He was right to say it! WHO KNOWS WHAT I MIGHT BECOME?! Even now everyone around me dies!

Dean: Yeah, well, I'm not dying... and neither are you now come on lay down.

Sam: No! Dean please you're the only one who could do it! Promise!... Dean, please! You have to promise me!

Dean: I promise.

Sam: Thanks. ... Thank you!

Susan: What the hell happened out there?

Dean: You want the truth?

Susan: Of course.

Dean: Well at first we thought it was some kind of hoodoo curse. But that out there, was definitely a spirit.

Susan: You're insane.

Dean: That's been said.

Susan: I don't believe this.

Dean: Listen, sister, that car didn't try to run you down by itself, okay? I mean I guess it did, technically, but if a spirit can... forget it.

Sam: This woman's had a stroke.

Dean: Yeah, but hoodoo's hands-on...

Sam: Yeah.

Dean: ...you gotta mix herbs, and chant, and build an altar.

Sam: So it can't be Rose. Heck, maybe it's not even hoodoo.

Dean: You know, she could be faking. 

Sam: Yeah, what do you wanna do, poke her with a stick? Dude, you are not gonna poke her with a stick!

Dean: You know there's a really good hangover remedy, it's a greasy pork sandwich served up in a dirty ashtray.

Sam: I hate you.

Dean: I know you do.

Dean: Wow! This is a lotta dolls. Er, they're nice, they're not super-creepy at all...

Dean: Hey, are those antique dolls? 'Cause this one, this one here, he has a major doll collection back home. Don't ya?

Sam: Big time.

Dean: Big time. Yeah, you think he could come... well, we could come in and take a look?

Susan: I don't know...

Dean: Please? Please, I mean he loves them. He's not gonna tell you this, but he's always dressing them up in these little tiny outfits and I mean, you'd make his day. She would, huh?

Sam: It's true.

Dean: You get online, check old obits, freak accidents, that sort of thing. See if she's whacked anybody before.

Sam: Right.

Dean: Don't go surfing porn, that's not the kind of whacking I mean.

Dean: Of course, the most troubling question is why do these people assume we're gay?

Sam: Well, you are kind of bitch. They probably think you're overcompensating.

Dean: Right.

Susan: Let me guess. You guys are here antiquing?

Dean: How'd you know?

Susan: Oh, you just look the type. So, uh, a king-size sed?

Sam: What?! No, uh no, we're... Two singles. We're just brothers.

Susan: Oh! Oh, I'm so sorry.

Dean: What'd you mean that we look the type?

Dean: Dude, this is sweet! I never get to work jobs like this.

Sam: Like what?

Dean: Old-school haunted houses. Secret passageways, sissy British accents. We might even get to run into Fred and Daphne while we're inside. Mmm, Daphne... love her.

Dean: I just figured after Ava, there'd be more angst, more droopy music, and starting out the rainy windows. Okay, I'll shut up now.

Sam: Look, I'm the one who told her to go back home. Now her fiance dead and some demon's taken her off to God-knows-where. We've been looking for a month now. So I'm not giving up on her, but I'm not going to let other people die, either. We've gotta save as many people as we can.

Dean: Wow, that attitude is just way too healthy for me. I'm officially uncomfortable now. Thank you.