Sam: That cuchillo tu had... tu can kill demons with that thing?
Ruby: Sure comes in handy when tu have to swoop in and save the damsel in distress.
Sam: Where tu get it?
Ruby: Skymail.
Dean:Is that Humphrey? The one that needs to lay off the burgers?
Ben: tu know who else thinks they're awesome? Chicks! It's like hot-chick city out there!
Dean: What? Someone had to teach him to kick a bully in the nads
Sam: How many dying wishes are tu going to get?
Dean: As many as I can squeeze out.
Sam: Why are tu following me?
Ruby: I'm interested in you.
Sam: Why?
Ruby: Because you're tall. I amor a tall man!
Dean: Y’know how I never mentioned my job? This is my job.
Lisa: I so didn’t want to know that.
Sam: So let me get this straight. tu want to drive all the way to Cicero just to hook up with some misceláneo chick?
Dean: She was a yoga teacher. That was the bendiest weekend of my life!
Sam:Oh, I was just ordering pizza.
Dean: Dude, tu do realize that you’re in a restaurant?
Sam: Yeah! Oh, yeah, yeah...I just felt like pizza, y’know?
Dean: Okay... Weirdy McWeirderton.
Sam: You're a demon!
Ruby: Don't be such a racist.
Dean: Come on, smile, Sam. God knows I'm going to be smiling after 24 hours with Gumby girl. Gumby Girl... does that make me Pokey?
Dean: Hey. So, I, uh, met Ben. Cool kid.
Lisa: Yeah.
Dean: tu know, I couldn't help but notice that, uh, he's turning 8. tu and me... tu know.
Lisa: You're not trying to ask me if he's yours?
Dean: No. No, of course not. He's not, is he?
Lisa: What? No.
Dean: Right.
Sam: Why would tu possibly want to help me?
Ruby: I have my reasons. Not all demons are the same, Sam. Not all of us want the same thing. Me? I wanna help tu from time to time. That's all... If tu let me, there's something in it for you.
Sam: What could tu possibly...
Ruby: I could help tu save your brother.
Lisa: Ben may not be your kid, but he wouldn't be alive if it wasn't for you. That's a lot, if tu ask me.
Dean: tu know, just for the record, tu got a great kid. I would have been proud to be his dad.
Dean: We'll just drag the kids, lay them out, torch them in the front lawn. That'll play great with the neighbors.
Ben: No, don't go over there. Only bitches send a grown-up.
Dean: You're not wrong.
Ben: And I'm not a bitch.
Ruby:Ummm, these are amazing. It's like deep fried crack. Try some.
Ruby: Sure comes in handy when tu have to swoop in and save the damsel in distress.
Sam: Where tu get it?
Ruby: Skymail.
Dean:Is that Humphrey? The one that needs to lay off the burgers?
Ben: tu know who else thinks they're awesome? Chicks! It's like hot-chick city out there!
Dean: What? Someone had to teach him to kick a bully in the nads
Sam: How many dying wishes are tu going to get?
Dean: As many as I can squeeze out.
Sam: Why are tu following me?
Ruby: I'm interested in you.
Sam: Why?
Ruby: Because you're tall. I amor a tall man!
Dean: Y’know how I never mentioned my job? This is my job.
Lisa: I so didn’t want to know that.
Sam: So let me get this straight. tu want to drive all the way to Cicero just to hook up with some misceláneo chick?
Dean: She was a yoga teacher. That was the bendiest weekend of my life!
Sam:Oh, I was just ordering pizza.
Dean: Dude, tu do realize that you’re in a restaurant?
Sam: Yeah! Oh, yeah, yeah...I just felt like pizza, y’know?
Dean: Okay... Weirdy McWeirderton.
Sam: You're a demon!
Ruby: Don't be such a racist.
Dean: Come on, smile, Sam. God knows I'm going to be smiling after 24 hours with Gumby girl. Gumby Girl... does that make me Pokey?
Dean: Hey. So, I, uh, met Ben. Cool kid.
Lisa: Yeah.
Dean: tu know, I couldn't help but notice that, uh, he's turning 8. tu and me... tu know.
Lisa: You're not trying to ask me if he's yours?
Dean: No. No, of course not. He's not, is he?
Lisa: What? No.
Dean: Right.
Sam: Why would tu possibly want to help me?
Ruby: I have my reasons. Not all demons are the same, Sam. Not all of us want the same thing. Me? I wanna help tu from time to time. That's all... If tu let me, there's something in it for you.
Sam: What could tu possibly...
Ruby: I could help tu save your brother.
Lisa: Ben may not be your kid, but he wouldn't be alive if it wasn't for you. That's a lot, if tu ask me.
Dean: tu know, just for the record, tu got a great kid. I would have been proud to be his dad.
Dean: We'll just drag the kids, lay them out, torch them in the front lawn. That'll play great with the neighbors.
Ben: No, don't go over there. Only bitches send a grown-up.
Dean: You're not wrong.
Ben: And I'm not a bitch.
Ruby:Ummm, these are amazing. It's like deep fried crack. Try some.
