Meg: I'll hold off the dogs.
Dean Winchester: Well, how are you gonna do that exactl - -
[Meg pulls Castiel into a kiss and reaches into his trench coat. They pull apart, and Castiel spins Meg around, pushes her against the wall, and kisses her again]
Meg: [Almost dreamily] What was that?
Castiel: [Looks at Dean and Sam, who are dumbfounded] I learned that from the pizza man.
Meg: Well, A plus for you. I feel so... clean.
Castiel: [while watching porn] That's very complex
Dean Winchester: M-hm
Castiel: If the pizzaman truly loves this babysitter, why does he keep slapping her rear?
Castiel: Perhaps she's done something wrong.
Dean Winchester: You're watching porn? Why?
Castiel: It was there.
Dean Winchester: You don't watch porn in a room full of dudes. And... you don't talk about it. Just turn it off.
Castiel: [Looks between his legs]
Dean Winchester: Oh, now he's got a boner
Samuel Campbell: Is this what you boys do? Sit around and watch porno's with angels?
Castiel: We're not supposed to talk about it.
Sam Winchester: When angels and demons agree on something, call me nuts, I'd pay attention!
Samuel Campbell: Tell me, what exactly are you supposed to be to me?
Dean Winchester: I'll tell you who I am. I'm the guy you never wanna see again. 'Cause I'll make it out of here, trust me. The next time you see me, I'll be there to kill you.
Samuel Campbell: Don't think there's gonna be a next time.
Dean Winchester: Whatever gets you through the night.
Meg: [Strapped to a metal bed being tortured with the demon knife] You know, you're sticking that thing in all the wrong places.
Christian Campbell: Really? You sure were squealing.
Meg: Knock yourself out. It's a host body. Some girl from Sheboygan, moved to LA to be an actress. It's probably not even the worst thing that ever happened to her.
[Meg screams as Christian continues torturing her with Ruby's knife, then suddenly starts laughing]
Christian Campbell: What are you laughing at?
[Dean appears behind him, grabs the knife out of his hand and stabs him in the back]
Meg: Dean Winchester's behind you, meatsack.
Castiel: [Sees Meg and the demons that he, Sam and Dean will be working with] Why are we working with these...
[like a dirty word]
Meg: Keep talking dirty, makes my meat-suit all dewy.
Dean Winchester: Sam?
Sam Winchester: Yea?
Dean Winchester: I'm standing in pee!
Sam Winchester: Consider yourself lucky.
Dean Winchester: Yikes. That's gross.
Crowley: Castiel. Haven't seen you all season. You the calvary now?
Crowley: [about Samuel] Best purchase I've made since Dick Cheney.
Crowley: [Realizing he is stuck in a demon trap] So, do what to I owe the reach around?
Meg: [Meg walks in] Crowley.
Dean Winchester: [Sam and Dean wake up tied to chairs facing one another] What now?
Sam Winchester: I think I know who you can ask.
Dean Winchester: [Looks over his shoulder] Evil bitch.
Meg: Keep sweet-talking me; this could go a whole new direction.
Dean Winchester: Meg. I've been dying to see you again.
Meg: Well, here I am, big boy. So what should we do now?
Dean Winchester: How 'bout I rip you to shreds?
Meg: Kinky, I like. But a little Q n' A first if you don't mind. Now where's your boss?