- Dean Winchester: Maybe I shouldn't go.
- Lisa Braeden: It's okay. You want to go, so go.
- Dean Winchester: You know what, Sam can handle this.
- Lisa Braeden: No offence, but if you don't leave, I will shoot you.
- Dean Winchester: You got something to say to me?
- [Mark stares at him, says nothing]
- Dean Winchester: Ok, then why don't you just stand there and think at me.
- Samuel Campbell: Okay, so, either we got monsters grabbing babies to make baby stew, or we got a bunch of psychotic yokels grabbing babies to make baby stew. Either way, it's baby stew, which is bad.
- Sam Winchester: [the baby is crying in the grocery store] Dean, make it stop.
- Dean Winchester: How?
- Sam Winchester: Everyone's staring at us like we're child abusers! Feed it!
- Dean Winchester: We fed it!
- Sam Winchester: Then what?
- Dean Winchester: I don't know. You think I speak baby? Maybe he needs a diaper change.
- Sam Winchester: Oh God, I hope not.
- Sam Winchester: It was fast. And it freaked when I cut it with silver.
- Dean Winchester: All right. So that narrows it down to?
- Sam Winchester: A ghoul, a zombie, a Shifter or about a dozen other things.
- Dean Winchester: I don't recall seeing babynapping in the profiles.
- Sam Winchester: Yeah. Exactly.
- Dean Winchester: [Looks at the baby] Well, feel free to speak up if you know anything.
- Sam Winchester: Not every hunter is a head case. I mean, Samuel is actually a lot like you.
- Dean Winchester: I'm a freaking head case.