“Angels. They’re falling!”
Dean Winchester: [On the phone while running from a light] UFO! UFO!
Sam Winchester: Whoah, dude stop yelling you’re breakin up. I didn’t catch that last part.
Dean Winchester: Close encounter! Close encounter!
Sam Winchester: Close encounter? What kind? First? Second?
Dean Winchester: They’re after me!
Sam Winchester: Third kind already? You better run, man. I think
the fourth kind is a butt thing.
Dean Winchester: EMPATHY SAM! EMPATHY!
Bobby Singer: They are not like the Loch Ness Monster, Dean. Dragons aren’t real.
Dean Winchester: Could you make a few calls?
Bobby Singer: To who? Hogwarts?