Angels and Demons can't cross over into our plane. So, instead we get what I call half-breeds. The influence peddlers. They can only whisper in our ears. A single word can give you courage, or turn your favorite pleasure into your worst nightmare. Those with the demon's touch and those part angel, living alongside us. They call it the balance. I call it hypocritical bullshit.
John Constantine
For your boss.
John Constantine
I know I'm not one of your favorites, and I'm not welcomed in your house, but I could use a little attention, please.
John Constantine
Welcome to my life.
John Constantine
Heaven and hell are right here, behind every wall, every window, the world behind the world. And we're smack in the middle.
John Constantine
You don't need His protection. It'll be just like the old days.
John Constantine
Is this neutral? Bullshit! You're the only one playing by the rules Midnite. And while you've been imitating Switzerland, people are dying. Two hundred dollar shirt, by the way.
John Constantine
I always denied I could see.
Angela Dodson
I always denied I could see.
Angela Dodson
When my sister and I were little, we'd leave messages with light and breath.
Angela Dodson
Should I take the rest of my clothes off or can I leave them on?
Angela Dodson
Sonny, I've got a whole theme park full of red delights for you.
Lucifer
So what do you want? An extension?
Lucifer
No. You will live, John Constantine. You will live. You will have the chance to prove that your soul truly belongs in hell. Oh, you will live. You will live...
Lucifer
You know, if you cut too deep, you get the tendons. Finger movement goes out the window.
Lucifer