- Castiel: Did you know that a cat's penis is sharply barbed along its shaft? I know for a fact the females were not consulted about that.
- Castiel: Can you not see that? This is the handwriting of Metatron.
- Sam Winchester: Metatron? You saying a Transformer wrote that?
- Dean Winchester: No. That's Megatron.
- Sam Winchester: What?
- Dean Winchester: The Transformer - It's Megatron.
- Sam Winchester: What?
- Sam Winchester: Here. Leviathan cannot be slain but by a bone of a righteous mortal washed in the three bloods of the fallen. Uh... it says we need to start with the blood of a fallen angel.
- Castiel: Well, you know me. I'm always happy to bleed for the Winchesters.
- Dean Winchester: What are you gonna do, Cas?
- Castiel: I don't know. Isn't that amazing?
- Kevin Tran: It's okay, Mom. They brought me back. They're keeping me safe.
- Detective Collins: I don't believe that's true.
- [kills the angels]
- Detective Collins: Rock beats scissor. Leviathan beats Angel.
- Reporter: ...At a lost to explain the continent-wide storm system that appeared seemingly out of nowhere, blanketing a good part of the nation in freak lightning displays. Here with Dr. Marlon Price of the U.S. Meteorological Society had a press conference earlier today.
- Price: "Baffled"? No, I'm not baffled. Frankly, I'm offended. This is not the way weather behaves.
- Dean Winchester: Great, so now we're kidnappers?
- Meg: Not if we shut up about it. Why? Who'd we kidnap?
- Sam Winchester: What's it say, then?
- Castiel: Uh... "Tree"? "Horse"? "Fiddler crab"? I can't read it. It wasn't meant for angels.
- Dean Winchester: That's a lot of fuss over a caveman Lego.
- Sam Winchester: Yeah, well, whatever Dick wants is bricked up inside that.
- Dean Winchester: All right.
- [Hits stone with hammer. Thunder rumbles outside]
- Dean Winchester: That sound like somebody saying, "no, wait, stop" to you?
- Sam Winchester: Uh... Yeah. Yeah.
- Dean Winchester: Yeah. Oh, well.
- [Continues breaking stone, storm gets more violent]
- Castiel: [On the phone] I'm in a place called Perth
- Meg: Perth?
- Dean Winchester: Perth? As in Australia?
- Meg: [Listening to Cas] What dogs?
- [to Dean]
- Meg: He says he's surrounded by unhappy dogs.
- Castiel: They're chasing a rabbit around...
- Meg: Oh. Okay. He's at a dog track in Perth.
- Castiel: I'm surrounded by large, unhappy dogs.
- Meg: Yeah, they're unhappy 'cause the rabbit's fake.
- Meg: We both call, who do you think Cas will come to? I'm guessing me. You heard him - thorny beauty, blah, blah. I'm the saint who stayed with him. He owes me. His words.
- Sam Winchester: Yeah, what about what he owes us?
- Meg: Well, work on him a little. Maybe he'll start crushing on you, too, hot stuff.
- Dean Winchester: So, Kevin, you can, uh, read the chicken scratch on the God rock, huh? And you're saying that there's some sort of a "How to punch Dick" recipe in there somewhere?
- Castiel: [to Sam] You seem troubled. Course that's a primary aspect of your personality, so I sometimes ignore it.
- Castiel: You know, we weren't sure at first which monkeys were gonna make it. No offense, but I was backing the Neanderthals because their poetry was... just amazing. It's in perfect tune with the spheres. But in the end, it was you; the homo sapiens sapiens. You guys ate the apple, invented pants...
- Meg: Not a demon or a chomper. What the hell are you?
- Kevin Tran: [Panting] I'm a... Kevin Tran. I'm in advanced placement. P-p-p-p-please don't kill me.
- Castiel: Outside today, in the garden, I followed a honeybee. I saw the route of flowers. It's all right there, the whole plan. There's nothing to add.
- Sam Winchester: You might want to add a little thorazine.
- Kevin Tran: So, these Leviathans; these monsters are real. And angels with wings?
- Sam Winchester: No. Uh... No wings. No anything.
- Dean Winchester: No junk. Junkless.
- Meg: I've been busy with Cas. He's just a tad different than when he dozed off, 'kay?
- Dean Winchester: What do you mean, different?
- Meg: Hey, Seacrest, guess what - not a nurse. Just playing one on TV.
- Sam Winchester: When we broke this thing open last night, every maternity ward within a hundred-mile radius got slammed. Looks like any woman in the last month of her pregnancy went into labor.
- Dean Winchester: [Holds up tablet] Hmm. This one goes out to all the ladies.
- Castiel: You know, those racing dogs were absolutely miserable. They can only think in ovals.
- Dean Winchester: Cass, don't make me pull this car over!
- Kevin Tran: This is all too much. What's happened to my life? I'm just a kid from Michigan. I didn't want to be a Word-keeper!
- [Hyperventilating]
- Kevin Tran: I am not prepared to factor the supernatural into my world view!
- Castiel: Garrison code dictates you take the keeper to the desert to learn the Word away from men.
- Dean Winchester: What kind of sense does that make? He has to tell us so that we can use it.
- Castiel: That's God and his shiny red apples.
- Kevin Tran: I can't live in the desert! I'm applying to Princeton!
- Castiel: My old Garrison. Looks like Hester's taken over. We were assigned to watch the earth. Often, it was boring. The wars were very boring and the sex - you know, the repetition.
- Meg: For me currently, the cause is bringing down the King. And I know I'll need help to do it.
- Dean Winchester: Crowley ain't the problem this year.
- Meg: When are you gonna get it? Crowley's always the problem.
- Hester: [Beating Castiel] No more madness! No more promises! No more new Gods!
- [She punches Castiel repeatedly and then holds up an angel knife]
- Inias: Hester! No! Please! There's so few of us left.
- [Hester pushes him away and turns back to Castiel]
- Hester: You wanted free will. Now *I'm* making the choices.
- [about to strike Cas, Meg stabs her]
- Meg: [Everyone stares] What? Someone had to.
- Kevin Tran: [At Rufus' cabin] This looks like a sex torture dungeon. Is this a sex torture dungeon?
- Dean Winchester: No this is not a sex torture... Sit down and read, would you?
- Channing Ngo: The essays are at least as important.
- Kevin Tran: [Looks at College Admission Essay on computer. It's blank] I have absolutely nothing to say.
- Channing Ngo: I know what you mean. I read one by a kid who got into Cornell. He didn't have any arms or legs or anything. He had to type the whole thing with his mouth.