"You have no idea what I did for you,” Cas says, his voice very low and quiet. “You still don’t know, you arrogant, self-centered ass. I lost everything to play your handy little sidekick, to follow at your heels like a dog, and you never thought twice about it. I pulled you out of Hell. I died for you, twice. And even now, even when I should be forgetting all about you and fixing my home, you yank me down to Earth and demand that once again, once again I put your needs first. And the only way you thank me,” Cas says, leaning in close, his voice lowering, “…is with a few bad jokes."
"A much better situation is when you can isolate what the monster is looking for in a victim, and make yourself the best possible example of that. Monster wants tall guys, you call Sam Winchester. Monster wants pretty girls, you…well, I don’t know any of those. Guess I’d call Dean."
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- Bobby Singer, Bobby Singer’s Guide to Hunting

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