- Sam Winchester: [Talking about what he thinks is a stray dog that wandered into their motel room] Okay. Before you get pissed off, look, I-I just want you to know this isn't my fault. She just showed up at the door, okay? Didn't track in any mud. Just wanted her belly scratched. I-I figured maybe she could stay tonight, and we'd try and find her a home tomorrow.
- [Opens door, the "dog" has turned into a beautiful woman]
- Dean Winchester: ...She can stay the night.
- James Frampton: Portia? This is about her?
- Spencer Wallis: Can you imagine the insult when she chose you? I wanted her as my soul mate the moment I saw her.
- James Frampton: She was meant to be my familiar.
- Spencer Wallis: Oh, she's way more than "familiar", isn't she? When she picked you as master, I endured it. But when you two went all Bella and Edward...
- Portia: James is a cop with a spotless record. He's used his skills for nothing but good. So why don't you lose the ignorant bigotry for maybe two seconds and give him a shot?
- Dean Winchester: That was incredibly hot.
- [Portia scoffs, looks at Sam]
- Sam Winchester: [Reluctantly] It was pretty hot.
- Spencer Wallis: James, it's too much -- all that you've taken on. Not just the workload, but the nature of the work. Look around. See a lot of cops, do you? Life in this realm is life on the fringe. We don't fit.
- James Frampton: Portia, If I believe I'm innocent, I have to do the right thing. And if I'm not innocent, I have to do the right thing.
- Phillippe LeChat: [James confronts him angrily after finding out he lied to the cops] Please, don't hurt my face!
- James Frampton: I'm not interested---
- [Phillippe's neck spontaneously beaks, James turns to see Spencer]
- Spencer Wallis: He was always spineless. Now literally.
- Ed Stoltz: This place is run like a dogsled; no stars. Just grunts. One mutt goes lame, another one pops up and slogs through the slush.
- Drexyl: There is, however, a lot of chatter about our James.
- Portia: What kind of chatter?
- Drexyl: That he's gone ripper.
- Dean Winchester: As in "Jack the"?
- Portia: [James is about to astral project with Sam and Dean] James, are you sure you're still even able to do this?
- Dean Winchester: Oh, well, that's a confidence builder. Anything else I should know before I become some disembodied thing, completely at his mercy?
- Phillippe LeChat: Tell me about James. Lot of buzz out there.
- Portia: All gossip. The community has a little attitude going.
- Phillippe LeChat: He brings it on himself. The whole cop thing; "witch cop" -- is he nuts?
- Dean Winchester: I said the exact same thing.
- Sam Winchester: We do owe him.
- Dean Winchester: The guy saved our lives *once*, Sammy. It's not like the guy...
- Sam Winchester: Saved our lives?
- Dean Winchester: I got to ask. I can't help but wonder-...
- Portia: Which came first, dog or girl?
- Dean Winchester: Yeah. Yeah, I mean, I'm just curious as to which one you consider yourself, mostly.
- Portia: This have anything to do with what I told you about James and me last night? How you're imagining it?
- Dean Winchester: What? No, that's...
- [Owns up]
- Dean Winchester: Yes.
- James Frampton: A witch can "go" to a place without having to go to a place.
- Dean Winchester: What, like phone sex?
- Dean Winchester: Wow, of all the lame-ass things you've ever said; that's gotta be the lame-assiest.
- Sam Winchester: I'm sorry, but I happen to think Shemp was a funnier Stooge than Curly.
- Dean Winchester: Curly was a freaking genius.
- Sam Winchester: I always found Curly's work a bit obvious.
- Dean Winchester: It's supposed to be obvious, man. They're Stooges.
- Portia: We have an unusual relationship. Familiars aren't supposed to be sexually involved with their witches.
- Dean Winchester: [Flustered] Understandable, you know, considering that you're a... well, and that he's... That's...
- [Turns to Sam]
- Dean Winchester: Little help here?
- [Sam shakes his head no]
- Sam Winchester: You know, I've been going over this and over this. Asking myself, "Why doesn't he trust me?" And it occurred to me finally. It's not that you don't trust me. It's that you can only trust you.
- Sam Winchester: [to Dean] By the way, I gotta hand it to you. It's been fifteen hours since Portia mentioned her night with James and not one bestiality joke out of you.
- Drexyl: They're gonna give James two choices: leave or the full hara-kiri.
- Dean Winchester: Suicide?
- Drexyl: Witches appreciate a grand gesture.
- Portia: The familiar finds the master, and they become inseparable.
- Dean Winchester: Guess a lot of people feel that way about their pets.
- [She turns angrily]
- Dean Winchester: What?
- Portia: I'm *not* James' pet!
- Dean Winchester: Well, not all the time.