"I'd just like to say," he said, "if we don't get out of this, that . . . I'll have known, deep down inside, that there was a spark of goodness in you."
"That's right," said Crowley bitterly. "Make my day."
star trek is like the 20th century equivalent of gossip girl
spock and bones are like the sassy-est (?) sons of bitches ever when they’re together.