Lazarus Rising Quotes

Dean Winchester: [Pamela bends over to get something out of a cabinet, revealing a tattoo on her lower back reading 'Jesse Forever.'] Who's Jesse?

Pamela Barnes: Well, it wasn't forever.

Dean Winchester: His loss.

Pamela Barnes: Might be your gain.

Dean Winchester: [quietly, to Sam] Dude, I'm so in.

Sam Winchester: Yeah, she's gonna eat you alive.

Dean Winchester: Hey, I just got outta jail. Bring it.

Pamela Barnes: [to Sam] You're invited too, grumpy.

Dean Winchester: You are not invited.

Dean Winchester: Who are you?

Castiel: I'm the one who gripped you tight and raised you from Perdition.

Dean Winchester: Yeah, thanks for that.

Dean Winchester: Who are you?

Castiel: Castiel.

Dean Winchester: Yeah, I figured that much. I mean *what* are you?

Castiel: I'm an angel of the Lord.

Dean Winchester: Get the hell out of here. There's no such thing.

Castiel: This is your problem, Dean. You have no faith.

Dean Winchester: Look, pal, I'm not buying what you're selling. So, who are you really?

Castiel: I told you.

Dean Winchester: Right. And why would an angel rescue me from hell?

Castiel: Good things do happen, Dean.

Dean Winchester: Not in my experience.

Castiel: What's the matter?

[pause, he studies Dean]

Castiel: You don't think you deserve to be saved.

Dean Winchester: Why'd you do it?

Castiel: Because God commanded it. Because we have work for you.

Bobby Singer: [On phone] Hello?

Dean Winchester: Bobby?

Bobby Singer: Yeah?

Dean Winchester: Its me.

Bobby Singer: Who's 'me'?

Dean Winchester: Dean.

Bobby Singer: [Bobby hangs up. Dean tries again] Who is this?

Dean Winchester: Bobby listen to me...

Bobby Singer: This ain't funny. Call again and I'll kill you.

Ruby: Where is it?

Dean Winchester: Where's what?

Ruby: The pizza that takes two guys to deliver.

Dean Winchester: I think we got the wrong room.

Sam Winchester: [Sam walks in the room] Hey is the...

Dean Winchester: Hey, ya, Sammy.

Dean Winchester: [Sam lunges at Dean] Oh ga...

Sam Winchester: Who are you?

Dean Winchester: [Bobby grabs Sam and pulls him off Dean] Like you didn't do this?

Sam Winchester: Do what?

Bobby Singer: It's him, it's him, Sam, I've been through this already, it's really him.

Sam Winchester: [Sam stops struggling] But...

Dean Winchester: [Dean takes a step forward] I know, I look fantastic, huh?

Sam Winchester: Hey, Dean. What was it like?

Dean Winchester: What, hell? I don't know. I-I must have blacked it out. I don't remember a damn thing.

Sam Winchester: Thank God for that.

Dean Winchester: Yeah.

[next scene, Dean is looking in the mirror, very clearly remembering the tortures of hell]

Demon Waitress: So, you get to just stroll out of the pit, huh? Tell me, what makes *you* so special?

Dean Winchester: I like to think it's because of my perky nipples.

Bobby Singer: This is a bad idea.

Dean Winchester: Yeah, I couldn't agree more, but what other choice do we have?

Bobby Singer: We could choose life.

Bobby Singer: [Shocked to see Dean. They'd just been fighting because Bobby didn't believe it was him. But Dean cut his arm with a silver knife to prove he isn't a shape shifter] It's good to see ya, boy.

Dean Winchester: Yeah, you, too.

Bobby Singer: But... How did you bust out?

Dean Winchester: I don't know. I just, uh...

[Turns away to put the knife down]

Dean Winchester: I just woke up in a pine bo-

[He turns back and Bobby splashes holy water in his face. Dean spits water out of his mouth and speaks soberly]

Dean Winchester: I'm not a demon either, ya know.

Bobby Singer: Sorry.

[only a little chagrined]

Bobby Singer: Can't be too careful.

Bobby Singer: Dean. Your chest was ribbons. Your insides were slop. And you've been buried *four* months. Even if you *could* slip outta Hell and back into your meatsuit...

Dean Winchester: I know. I should look like a Thriller video reject.

Sam Winchester: I assume you'll wanna drive?

[He tosses keys to Dean who is seeing the Impala for the first time since being pulled out of Hell]

Dean Winchester: [laughing] I almost forgot. Hey, sweetheart. Ya miss me?

[He climbs in, shuts the door and settles into the driver's seat]

Dean Winchester: Ohhh.

[He looks at the dash]

Dean Winchester: What the Hell is that?

Sam Winchester: That's an iPod jack.

Dean Winchester: [disgusted] You were supposed to take of her, not douche her up.

Sam Winchester: Dean, I thought it was my car.

Dean Winchester: [Starts the car and the iPod plays pop music. Dean gives Sam a hard look] Really?

[Sam shrugs and Dean throws the iPod into the back seat]