- Rowena MacLeod: Dean.
- Dean Winchester: Rowena? What's a nice girl like you doing in a place like this? I'm sorry. Did I say "nice girl"? I meant "evil skank."
- Rowena MacLeod: You say that like that's an insult. But nice girls, they're pathetic. Here's to evil skanks.
- Metatron: Well, howdy, fellas.
- Bobby Singer: This is the Scribe of God? He looks like a Fraggle.
- Metatron: I'm gonna take that as a compliment. That was an excellent program.
- Castiel: Metatron, we are here...
- Metatron: I know why you're here, "Asstiel", and I'm not interested. I told you I would rather die than let Dean Winchester use me as his personal punching bag again.
- Castiel: Don't worry. Dean's not involved. You're gonna be my punching bag.
- Crowley: You may have brought me into this world, but you were never my mother.
- Rowena MacLeod: So you're choosing the Winchesters.
- Crowley: I'm choosing me. I put up with your lies, your sad little schemes because-because maybe you were right, maybe I did lose my edge. But that ends now. Tell me Rowena, if I were not the King of Hell, would you have ever bothered to pretend to care about me?
- Rowena MacLeod: You-you can't.
- Crowley: I can, I'm bloody Crowley! I'm the King of Hell. I do what I want, when I want, and I don't take orders from you.
- Castiel: I'm an angel.
- Oliver Pryce: That-no, you can't be
- Castiel: Why not?
- Oliver Pryce: Because I'm an atheist.
- Angel: The Bobby's are fighting back. All hands, we need all hands. They're surly, I repeat the Bobby's are surly.
- Dean Winchester: What is it, huh? Why you letting mommy dearest tie you into knots?
- Crowley: Because... we're family. Blood.
- Dean Winchester: That's not the same thing. A wise man once told me, "Family don't end in blood." But it doesn't start there, either. Family cares about you, not what you can do for them. Family's there through the good, the bad-all of it. They got your back, even when it hurts. That's family. That sound like your mother?
- Castiel: We have your Grace, Metatron. You're mortal now. So you will answer our questions, or Sam will, um... What's the phrase? Blow your fricking brains out. It's called leverage, Metatron.
- Sam Winchester: Learn it, live it, love it.
- Dean Winchester: The old Crowley, he would have come in here with hellhounds and demons, and he would have blown the roof off the joint. Now? You didn't want to fight. You wanted to talk.
- [pause]
- Dean Winchester: And maybe I've changed, too. Here I am playing Dr. Phil to the King of Hell.
- [Chuckles]
- Dean Winchester: Never saw that coming.
- Crowley: Maybe we're getting old.
- Dean Winchester: Never saw that coming, either.
- Rowena MacLeod: I'm told you run Hell's switchboard. Tough job.
- Nebbishy Demon: It's not so bad. I'm just happy to do my part.
- Rowena MacLeod: You sure you're a demon?
- Nebbishy Demon: You can be damned and a conscientious worker.
- Sam Winchester: I was thinking about seeing a movie.
- Dean Winchester: Yeah, that could be cool.
- Sam Winchester: It's a French movie.
- Dean Winchester: [Perks up] You mean like nudie French?
- Sam Winchester: Even better. It's about a mime that's secretly a cockroach.
- Dean Winchester: [Stares blankly] ... I don't get it.
- Bobby Singer: [Letter to Sam] I ain't there on the ground, and whatever you do, I know you'll make the right choice. You're a good man, Sam Winchester; one of the best. And I'm damn proud of you, son. I was content up here. But getting the call from you, it's the happiest I've been in forever, no matter what it costs. So stay safe, keep fighting, and kick it in the ass.
- Crowley: [Walks in on Rowena being naked in front of a mirror] Oh, god!
- Rowena MacLeod: [Quickly puts a robe on] Please. It's nothing you haven't seen before.
- Crowley: You're my mother. I don't want to see anything! I've been to Hell, thanks.
- Rowena MacLeod: I'm seeing someone.
- [Crowley gives her a look]
- Rowena MacLeod: I'm a woman. I have desires, needs, and Trent is...
- Crowley: *Trent*? You're dating a... Trent?
- Rowena MacLeod: He's an assistant manager at Biggerson's. He's not the brightest bulb, but he's so...
- [sighs, pops lips]
- Rowena MacLeod: ... Firm.
- Crowley: Please stop talking.
- Rowena MacLeod: You asked.
- Oliver Pryce: I'm seeing some creep-ass hobbit-lookin' fella, a prison cell?
- Sam Winchester: That's heaven's jail.
- Oliver Pryce: Heaven's got a freakin' jail?
- Castiel: Dean has given up.
- Bobby Singer: And you idjits haven't.
- Castiel: Would you?
- Bobby Singer: Hell no.
- Crowley: You've been nattering constantly at me for weeks, and now you haven't annoyed me for days. You're up to something.
- Castiel: You need to find the gate to earth and open it. Then you and I will find Metatron, the scribe of God.
- Bobby Singer: Hey, Sam, you remember when this job was just chopping up some fang and tossing back a cold one?
- [Chuckles]
- Sam Winchester: I miss that.
- Bobby Singer: Ditto.
- Bobby Singer: This is the scribe of God? He looks like a fraggle.
- Metatron: I'm gonna take that as a compliment. That was an excellent program.
- Rowena MacLeod: My son is a king, a god -- or he would be if you didn't -- you snap your fingers, and he comes running like a wee lapdog.
- Dean Winchester: Lady, I don't know what you're talking about.
- Rowena MacLeod: You're a good influence on him. That's why you need to die.
- Dean Winchester: What's up with the Abercrombie rejects?
- Donnie: College kids "slumming it."
- Dean Winchester: Slumming? What are you talking about? This is a nice joint, huh? You got those custom urinal pucks.
- Sam Winchester: So when you said "The river ends at the source," that was-...
- Metatron: I was just making up crap, trying to buy time till I could screw you over.
- Sam Winchester: No.
- Metatron: What? It worked before.
- Bobby Singer: If I'm understanding right, you got to get the Mark of Cain off Dean before it turns him back into a demon?
- Sam Winchester: Pretty much, yeah.
- Bobby Singer: So, just another day at the office for you boys, huh?