Supernatural

Sam: Then we got the three brothers, arguing over how to build houses, attacked by the big, bad wolf. Dean: Three little pigs. Sam: Yup. Dean: Actually, those guys were a little chubby.

Dean: See you around, Doc. Dr. Garrison: I sure hope not.

Crossroad Demon: Aren't you tired of cleaning up Dean's messes? Of dealing with that broken psyche of his? Aren't you tired of being bossed around like a snot-nosed little brother? You're stronger than Dean. You're better than him. Sam: Watch your mouth. Crossroad Demon: Admit it. You're here, going through the motions, but truth is, you'll be a tiny bit relieved when he's gone. Sam: Shut up. Crossroad Demon: No more desperate, sloppy, needy Dean. You can finally be free.

Sam: I've got a theory. Sort of. Dean: Hit me. Sam: Well, thinking about fairy tales. Dean: Oh, that's... that's nice. You think about fairy tales often?

Sam: (staring at frog on the road) Yeah, you're right, that's completely normal. Dean: All right, maybe it is fairy tales. Totally messed-up fairy tales. I'll tell you one thing, there's no way I'm kissing a damned frog.

Sam: (gesturing to pumpkin on porch) Hey, check that out. Dean: Yeah? It's close to Halloween. Sam: You remember Cinderella? The pumpkin that turns into a coach and the mice that become horses? Dean: Dude! Could you be more gay? Don't answer that.

Dr. Garrison: You're not a cop, are you? Sam: No. Dr. Garrison: Then who are you? Sam: Someone who knows a little bit about this kind of thing.

Crossroad Demon: What can I do for you, Sam? Sam: You can beg for your life. Crossroad Demon: We were having such a nice conversation. Then you had to go and ruin the mood. Sam: If I were you, I'd drop the wisecracks and start acting scared. Crossroad Demon: It's not my style. That's not the original Colt. Where'd you get it? Ruby. Had to be. She is such a pain in my ass. She'll get what's coming to her. You can count on it.

Sam: Who's your boss? Who holds the contract? Crossroad Demon: He's not as cuddly as me, I can tell you that. Sam: Who is it? Crossroad Demon: I can't tell you. I'm sorry, Sam, but there's no way out of this one. Not this time.

Sam: Every deal can be broken. Crossroad Demon: Not this one.

Dean: You know what he said. Some good advice. Sam: Is that what you want me to do, Dean? Just let you go?

Dean: You find a way to stop Callie, all right. Sam: What about you? Dean: I'm gonna go stop the big bad wolf. Which is the weirdest thing I've ever said.

Sam: I think it's Snow White. Dean: Snow White? Ah, I saw that movie. Oh, porn version anyway.