Supernatural2005

Sam Winchester:
[disbelieving] You want us to say "yes" to those sonsabitches?

Trickster:
*Hells* yeah! Let's light this candle!

Sam Winchester:
We do that, the world will *end*!

Trickster:
Yeah? And... whose fault is that? Who popped Lucifer outta the box? Hm? Look. It's started. You started it. It can't be stopped. So let's get it over with!

Dean Winchester:
Heaven or Hell, which side you on?

Trickster:
I'm not on either side.

Dean Winchester:
Yeah right. You're grabbin' ankle for Michael or Lucifer, which one is it?

Trickster:
[huffs a laugh] You listen to me, you arrogant dick. I don't work for either of those SOBs. Believe me.

Dean Winchester:
Hm. Oh, you're somebody's b*tch. [Trickster grabs Dean and slams him against the door]

Trickster:
[fiercely] Don't you ever, *ever* presume to know what I am. Now listen very closely. Here's what's gonna happen. You're gonna suck it up, accept your responsibilities, and play the roles that destiny has chosen for you!

Sam Winchester:
And if we don't?

Trickster:
Then you'll stay here in TV Land. Forever. Three hundred channels and ah, nothin's on. [he snaps his fingers, the scene changes]