Meg : John, you made it. Too bad, really, I was hoping to kill more of your friends.
John Winchester : Sorry to disappoint you.
Meg : I can see where your boys get there good looks. But considering what they say about you, I thought you'd be taller.
Meg : Well aren't you a chatty one. You want to get down to business.
Meg : Fine, why don't you hand over the gun?
John Winchester : If I give you the gun, how the hell do I get out of here?
Meg : Well if your as good as they say you are, I'm sure you'll figure something out.
John Winchester : How about I just shoot you?
Meg : You wanna shoot me baby, shoot me, there's more where I came from.
[Other demon appears from doorway]
John Winchester : Who's he?
Meg : He's not nearly as much fun as I am I can tell you that. So I suggest you give us the gun. Now.
[John hands Meg the fake gun]
Meg : This is the colt? What do you think?
[Meg hands the gun to the other demon]
Meg : [He observes it then shoots Meg with it] You shot me! I can't believe you just shot me!
Demon : It's a fake!
[Demon tosses the gun away]
Meg : Your dead, John. Your boys are dead.
John Winchester : I never used the gun, how would I know it wouldn't work?
Meg : Oh, I am so not in the mood for this. I've just been shot!
John Winchester : Well, then I guess your lucky the gun wasn't real!
Meg : [Sarcasm] Oh that's funny Jonh! I'm gonna strip the skin from your bones, now that was funny!
Meg : Holy water John... real cute!
Meg : [to Pastor Jim] The other day I met this man. A nice guy, you know? And we had a really good chat, sort of like this. Then I slit his throat and ripped his heart out through his chest. Does that make me a bad person?