- Sam Winchester: So you know who this is, Dean, walking us to our death?
- Dean Winchester: Don't know. Don't care.
- Sam Winchester: It's *our* God, Artemis - the goddess of hunters.
- Dean Winchester: Oh, that's fascinating.
- Sam Winchester: See, she's who we'd pray to for courage when hunting the Gorgon or the Minotaur. Of course, she's not really worship worthy anymore, uh, having lost a step and all.
- Artemis: [slams them against a wall] The hell I have.
- Dean Winchester: Really Sam? Trash-talking a God? Seriously?
- Sam Winchester: Dean, what do we know of that has Jason Bourne fighting skills, dies a lot, and has a history with violent women?
- Dean Winchester: I don't know... you?
- Sam Winchester: All you do is die? What's that supposed to mean?
- Shane: Once a day, for as long as I can remember. After a few hours, I'm back.
- Dean Winchester: What are you, like a real-life Kenny?
- Shane: Who?
- Dean Winchester: [about to track down a supposed zombie] If things go all "Dawn of the Dead" on us, you'll be our first call.
- [They turn to leave]
- Deputy Jack Spradun: Boys...
- [They turn back]
- Deputy Jack Spradun: Aim for the head.
- Dean Winchester: Cass, you got your ears on? Listen, you know I am not one for praying, 'cause in my book it's... it's the same as begging.
- [Exhales]
- Dean Winchester: But this is about Sam, so I need you to hear me. We are going into this deal blind... and I don't now what's ahead. Or what it's gonna bring for Sam.
- [sighs]
- Dean Winchester: Now, he's covering pretty good, but I know that he is hurting, and this one was supposed to be on me. So, for all that we've been through, I'm asking you... you keep a lookout for my little brother, okay?
- Hayley: B&E? You mean, breaking and entering? What for?
- Dean Winchester: Well, the book calls for fulgurite. It's a little hard to come by.
- [Opens laptop]
- Dean Winchester: The last time we needed it, we, uh, stole it from a one-percenter.
- Hayley: You do know that fulgurite is available in crystal shops all over, right?
- Dean Winchester: [a little embarrassed he didn't know this] Really?
- Hayley: We spent the night together, and while we were, you know... He had a heart attack.
- Dean Winchester: Awkward.
- Dean Winchester: [Researching ways to kill Zeus] Here we go.
- Sam Winchester: What you got?
- Dean Winchester: Dragon penis.
- Sam Winchester: What?
- Dean Winchester: Ancient Greek hunter by the name of Drakopoolos. Near as I can tell, he was a badass whose name, incidentally, is Greek for-...
- Sam Winchester: No, no, no. I got that.
- Hayley: Okay, so Ollie's dad is a Greek God, who has been cursed to die every day by Zeus. And you guys are... Ghostbusters. Am I getting this right?
- Dean Winchester: Well, you know, due to the fact that your son is currently; albeit temporarily; dead, I'm gonna let that one slide.
- Dean Winchester: Drakopoolos tangled with Zeus back in the day, and the Men of Letters translated his journal.
- Shane: The Men of Letters?
- Dean Winchester: It's a secret society. This is actually their lair.
- [Trying to impress]
- Dean Winchester: We're legacies.
- [Gets blank stares]
- Dean Winchester: No big deal.
- Dean Winchester: [Waiting for Shane to resurrect] I feel like I'm sitting Shiva.
- Sam Winchester: Well, that's not... never mind.
- Dean Winchester: Why don't you just tell us what you saw?
- Deputy Jack Spradun: Article said it all -- dead as dog poop, guts pecked out, face frozen. People don't walk away from that. Zombies do.
- Dean Winchester: Stop with the sullen emo crap, all right? You're not gonna die like Prometheus.
- Sam Winchester: How do you know, Dean? Bobby, Rufus, now Prometheus -- you think any of them chose death? No. The life chose for them.
- Dean Winchester: You thinking curse?
- Sam Winchester: Could be looking for a witch, yeah.
- [Dean considers this]
- Sam Winchester: You know what? He's parked here. He's safe. Maybe we should just get another room until we can figure this out.
- Dean Winchester: All right, but you're the one going full-cavity for the hex bag.
- Shane: Why are you doing this, Sam?
- Sam Winchester: We need a bone, so I dig.
- Shane: No, I mean for us. This isn't your problem. You're risking your life.
- Sam Winchester: Why'd you risk yours to steal that fire?
- Shane: Good question. Wish I could remember.
- Hayley: We're hanging our lives on the writings of a dead man who; is named after genitalia?
- Dean Winchester: ...It's a loose translation.
- Hayley: [Rolls eyes] Experts.
- Dean Winchester: Whatever it was, the guy's dead now, all right? Remember what Bobby said, hmm? "Wood chipper beats everything"? Yeah, well, so does grizzly bear.
- [Looks at the morgue table. The supposed corpse is gone]
- Dean Winchester: You promised to live a long, Clark Griswold life; full of prostate exams and colonoscopies, all right? You're not welshing on that deal, not on my watch. If you die, it's gonna be because of something normal.
- Sam Winchester: Like a heart attack?
- Dean Winchester: Exactly. Now, eat your burger.
- Dean Winchester: We need a lead before I start climbing these walls.
- Sam Winchester: Well, um... In that case, I can give you zombies.
- [Points to newspaper headline]
- Dean Winchester: I got to say, I'm a little disappointed.
- Sam Winchester: Yeah, because you wanted to shoot zombies.
- Dean Winchester: Damn straight I wanted to shoot some zombies.