Curtis Armstrong credited as playing...
Metatron
- Metatron: Ain't life a bitch? Nebbishy little guy, me, always sticking it to the lunkhead jocks.
- Dean Winchester: You know what? Screw the mark. Let's just kill him.
- Metatron: Boy, he really is a mess. Who knew the mark was so toxic? Well... Actually, I did. You know it is going to own you sooner or later.
- Sam Winchester: Yeah, so how do we get rid of it?
- Metatron: What, just like that, social hour's over?
- Sam Winchester: Yes. And now we're moving on to our keynote speaker.
- Dean Winchester: Which is you... with us asking the questions and me taking the personal pleasure of carving the answers out of you.
- Metatron: Just - whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold on there, bad-ass. Lighten up. Why do you just assume I'm not gonna be helpful.
- Sam Winchester: Because you're a dickwad.
- Metatron: But I'm your dickwad.
- Metatron: It occurred to me that you *really* need this Mark taken off of you, and in order to do that you *really* need me. So here's the deal, that first little tip I gave you, a freebie, just 'cause you're you. Every future step... they're gonna cost you, *big*, oh and FYI there's a bunch.
- [Dean locks the rooms' door]
- Metatron: What you doing there slugger?
- Dean Winchester: I'm settling a score that's taken way too long to settle. Oh and while I do that I'm gonna get some information, and I'm gonna enjoy every minute of it.
- [He picks up an angel blade]
- Dean Winchester: Because you're going to tell me everything, all of it, and it ain't gonna cost me a damn dime... slugger.