| Quote | Episode |
| Two beers and he’s doin’ karaoke. | |
| All right, but first I want to find that handsome devil and kick the holy crap out of him! | |
| Hey Sam, who do you think is a hotter psychic? Patricia Arquette, Jennifer Love Hewitt, or you? | |
| You mean like 'protection against demons' salt or 'oops, I spilled the popcorn' salt? | |
| What were you thinking shooting Casper in the face, you freak? | |
| That fabric softener teddy bear... ooh... I wanna hunt that little bitch down. | |
| Must be hard, with your sense of direction, never being able to find your way to a decent pick-up line. | |
| I barely have any skin left on my palm. | |
| I called you from Lawrence...Sam called you when I was dying. I mean getting you on the phone, I got a better chance of winning the lottery. | |
| Honestly that thought hadn't occurred to me. | |
| King or two queens? | |
| | Quote | Episode |
| This shower is awesome. | |
| How many times in Dad's long, varied career has it actually been a freak medical thing? And not some sign of an awful supernatural death? | |
| I hope your apple pie is freakin' worth it! | |
| What kind of house doesn't have salt? Low sodium freaks! | |
| Your, uh, half-caff double vanilla latte's getting cold over here, Francis. | |
| I think he wants us to pick up where he left off. You know, saving people, hunting things... The family business. | |
| Our family’s not cursed…we've just had our dark spots. | |
| I got a yorkie upstairs and he pees when he's nervous. | |
| You humming Metallica? | |
| And here, a Sacramento man shot himself in the head. Three times. Any of these things blowin' up your skirt, pal? | |
| Maybe she's not a suspect, maybe...maybe you've got a thing for her. Maybe you're thinking a little too much with your upstairs brain. | |
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