- Dean Winchester: Hey, check this out.
- Sam Winchester: [Quickly slams his laptop shut] Hey.
- Dean Winchester: Porn?
- Sam Winchester: What? No it was nothing.
- Dean Winchester: Hey look no judgement from me, just not where we eat.
- Sam Winchester: Dude, it wasn't porn.
- Dean Winchester: Okay, "erotica", whatever. Just zip it up.
- Dean Winchester: The guy Molotov-cocktailed himself. That's bonkers. That's like demon-possession bonkers.
- Dean Winchester: Don't blame yourself for Kit, man.
- Sam Winchester: I can't help it Dean, it feels crappy.
- Dean Winchester: I know it does.
- Sam Winchester: I tried, I did, I tried. But I couldn't save this one.
- Dean Winchester: You know you can do everything right, and even still sometimes, the guy still dies.
- Cole Trenton: Damn. Day in day out, you and Sammy saving people from things they just can't wrap their minds around, and nobody even notices. At least I get a medal for my efforts, but you...
- [Chuckles]
- Cole Trenton: I tried to kill your ass.
- Dean Winchester: Well, good times.
- Cole Trenton: I know what you two are thinking, but we are not gonna hunt my best friend, who happens to be a frigging war hero, by the way. We are gonna *find* him. And that's the difference.
- Cole Trenton: I want to thank you, Dean-o, for keeping me standing.
- Dean Winchester: Well, all it took was a little blood, sweat, and, uh, more sweat.
- Cole Trenton: My dad... He got something inside him, too, right? You think this is what he felt like when he turned?
- Dean Winchester: Maybe. I mean, he was human before he was... a monster.
- Cole Trenton: I get it... Why you did it, Dean. My dad wasn't my dad anymore. If I go down that same road... I want you to do that to me, too.
- Dean Winchester: That road? That means giving up. If you think that's where you're headed, then you've got it ass-backwards. You're gonna fight harder than you ever have. You understand?
- Cole Trenton: I appreciate the talk coach, but honestly all I can think about is slicing open your wrists and drinking you like a fountain. I guess that makes me a monster, don't it?
- Cole Trenton: So if I dry myself out, the son of a bitch wouldn't like that very much, now, would he?
- Dean Winchester: No, he'd want the hell out. You'd be a hostile environment. Well, more than you already are.
- Cole Trenton: Well, to be fair, you really haven't seen my chiller side.
- Dean Winchester: All right, let's fire this puppy up.
- Cole Trenton: Well, you say that like it's just another Tuesday.
- Dean Winchester: Oh, buddy, it's only Monday.
- Dean Winchester: That was a dumbass move coming here alone. You know that, right?
- Cole Trenton: Oh, I'm sorry. I should have let the machete brothers cut my buddy's head off.
- Dean Winchester: Well, if you did, maybe you wouldn't be choking down a damn Khan worm right now.
- Dean Winchester: [about to electrocute him] You know that this is gonna hurt like a son of a bitch?
- Cole Trenton: Hell, I have a wife, a kid, and an upside-down mortgage to get back to. Whatever it takes, Dean-o.