— You disloyal...
— Oh, I'm loyal. To them.
— Who? These so-called gods?
— To people, Lucifer. People.
— So you're willing to die... for a pile of cockroaches? Why?
— Because Dad was right. They are better than us.
— They are broken, flawed abortions.
— Damn right, they're flawed. But a lot of them try to do better, to forgive. And you should see the Spearmint Rhino.
— So. Yeah, what do you want? An extension?
— The sister... Isabel.
— What about her?
— Let her go home.
— You're willing to give up your life so she can go to heaven?... Fine. It's done. Time to go, John.
— Yeah.
— The sacrifice. No. This one belongs to me. No. You will live, John Constantine. You will live. So you will have... the chance to prove... that your soul truly belongs in hell. You will live... You will live, John...
— Sonny... I've got a whole theme park full of red delights for you.
— Well, aren't you a peach.
— So how's the family?
— Family's doing just fine. Busy, busy, busy. Need a vacation.
— Word is that kid of yours is a chip off the old block.
— Well, one does what one can.
— He's in the other room.
— Boys will be boys!
— With Gabriel.
— No accounting for taste, really...
— They have the Spear of Destiny.
— «They have the Spear of Destiny». Or is it another one of your cons?
— Go look for yourself. You've waited 20 years for me... what's another 20 seconds?
— Hello, John. John, hello! You're the one soul I would come up here to collect myself.
— So I've heard. You mind?
— Oh, go... Go right ahead. I've got stock.
— Coffin nail.
— Very fitting, John. You know, when you cut too deep, you cut the tendons... finger movement goes out the window. Let me help you. See?
