- Dean Winchester: [close to hysteria] Chuck has to die. He HAS to! Otherwise he'll keep us tap-dancing forever, and I can't live like that, man! I CAN'T live like that! I WON'T!
- Sam Winchester: [shakily] I know you feel like that right now, okay? I know you do, but you gotta trust me. My entire life... you've protected me. From Dad... From Lucifer... From everything.
- [voice breaking]
- Sam Winchester: I didn't always like it, you know... But it's the one thing in the whole world that I can always count on. It's the only thing I've ever known that was true.
- [Dean's lip trembles. Sam weeps as he continues]
- Sam Winchester: So please... Put the gun away. Just put it away. We'll figure it out, Dean. We'll find another way. You and me. We always do.
- [Dean's eyes fill with tears as he holsters his gun]
- Chuck Shurley: Heaven? Really? Look, I appreciate the effort, but none of this really lights my wick anymore. So, uh...
- Amara: Remind me, how does your "wick" feel about fans?