Is that a hickey?
Dean: And? It was Valentines's Day. I can't help it if I'm a hopeless romantic.
Sam: You got half of that right.
Just doing my civic duty, helping all the single ladies. You know the best thing about February 14th? You don't have to be 'Mr. Right,' just 'Mr. Right Now.'
Well, that blows. But if her name is not Amara, how's that us?
Sam: Because her heart was ripped out.
Dean: On Valentine's Day?
Is that like an ironic werewolf?
Dean: It was Dan who stole the nanny cam.
Sam: Why...? He was schtupping the sitter.
I need a beer, regroup, maybe get lucky.
Sam: Didn't you just get lucky.
Dean: That was in Kansas. What do you say, you with me? Go scrape a few hearts off the barroom floor?
I think I'll pass. I'm gonna hit the lore, but you go be you.
Sam: So the curse is transmittable?
Dean: Like a magic STD. Okay, that works. Kinda makes you nostalgic for good old fashioned herpes.
Sam: Witch-killing bullets.
Dean: We gotta come up with a better name than that.
I understand Dean.
Dean: Is that right?
The longing in your heart, I feel it too.
"Amara": I can see inside your heart, feel the love you feel. Except it's cloaked in shame. When it comes to this, you can't help yourself. So why fight it? Just give in.
Honestly? What you honestly think the sister of God is my deepest darkest desire.
Sam: She isn't?
Dean: No, she can't be.
Sam: Why not?
Dean: Why? Becasue if she was, then that means I'm-
Sam: Means your what? Complicit, weak, evil?
Dean: For starters, yeah.
Dean, do you honestly think you ever had a choice in the matter? She's the sister of God. And for some reason she picked you, and that sucks. But, if you think I'm gonna blame you or judge you, I'm not.
Just how bad is it?
Dean: Standing here right now. Every bone in my body wants to run her through, send her back to that hole she crawled out of. But when I'm near her, I don't know. Something happens, I can't explain it. But to call it desire, love, it's not that. I'm screwed, man. We want to kill the Darkness, we need to kill the Darkness, and I don't think I can. I'm sorry yo do that to you, you know? But when it comes down to it...
I got it Dean.
The plot of the episode has a lot in common with that of the 2014 horror film It Follows.
which tells the story of a curse that passed through sexual transmission. The entity "It" will pursue the victims of the curse at a walking pace, sometimes taking on the appearance of loved ones, before killing them. The only way to keep "It" at bay is by passing on the curse to someone else through sex.
A copy of Heart-Shaped Box
by Joe Hill can be seen on the coffee table as Staci goes to sit and watch TV.
Yeah, and what'd you do judgey? Curl up in your Snuggie, watch 'Fifty Shades' on Cable?
uses the alias "Agent Weller"
Well, step aside Urkel.
Hey, any luck?
Sam: No. You?
Dean: No. Hey, what's a-ah 'dad bod?'
Riddle me this. Why did Staci die first if she was kissed second?
Listen to me, Sonja is not just anyone. She is a wicked witch who offed your husband and tried to kill you. So if she shows up here, you punch or you stab her or you drop a freaking house on her if you have to.
Here we go. Someone chants the curse and lays a wet one on you, then the victim is seduced and killed by the qareen. But instead of taking the form of Barbra Eden, they present themselves as your darkest, deepest desire.
Silver lining about being cursed. I'll finally get some face time with Daisy Duke. My deepest, darkest desire.
Dean: Ever since I was seven.
Sam: So, Bach not Simpson?
Dean: Pfft... Eh, I guess I wouldn't say 'no' to either.