Supernatural [Season 1]

— When I told Dad I was scared of the thing in my closet, he gave me a.45.
— Well, what was he supposed to do?
— I was nine years old. He was supposed to say, "Don't be afraid of the dark."

Demons I get. People are crazy.

— Where's our father, Meg?
— You didn't ask very nice.
— Where's our father, bitch?

— Nah, it's ok. You know, the truth is even at Stanford, deep down I never really fit in.
— Well that's 'cause you're a freak.
— Yeah, thanks.
— Well, I'm a freak too. I'm right there with you... All the way.

— Meg. Last time I saw you, you fell out of a window.
— Yeah, thanks to you. That really hurt my feelings, by the way.
— Just your feelings? That was a seven-story drop.

— Hey, there's salt over here. Right inside the door.
— You mean like protection-against-demons salt or oops-I-spilled-the-popcorn salt?

— Dean, I’ve been thinking.
— Well, that’s never a good thing.

— Yeah, maybe. Question is, why bugs? And why now?
— That's two questions.

— People believe in Santa Claus — why aren't I getting hooked up every Christmas?
— 'Cause you're a bad person.

...how many exist just because people believed in them?

— I think there's something weird going on here.
— Yeah – she wasn't even that into me!