Supernatural2005

Sam Winchester:
What?

Dean Winchester:
This job is jacked, that's what.

Sam Winchester:
How so?

Dean Winchester:
You want me to gank a monster or torch a corpse? Hey let's light it up, right? But-but this? If we fix whatever this is, people are gonna start dropping dead. Good people.

Sam Winchester:
Look, I don't want 'em to die either, Dean, but there's a natural order.

Dean Winchester:
You're kidding, right?

Sam Winchester:
What?

Dean Winchester:
You don't see the irony in that? I mean, you and me, we're like the poster boys of the unnatural order. All we do is ditch death.

Sam Winchester:
Yeah, but the normal rules don't really apply to us, do they?

Dean Winchester:
We're no different than anybody else.

Sam Winchester:
I'm infected with demon blood. You've been to Hell. Look, I know you wanna think of yourself as Joe the plumber Dean, but you're not. Neither am I. The sooner you accept that, the better off you're gonna be.

Dean Winchester:
Joe the plumber was a douche.