You want revenge? Go ahead. I deserve it. Pull the trigger.
That's called pain, get used to it.
Most scenes together: John Constantine & Angela Dodson (9), John Constantine & Gabriel (4), John Constantine & Satan (3)
You want revenge? Go ahead. I deserve it. Pull the trigger.
That's called pain, get used to it.
Human? You don't deserve to be human.
You want revenge? Is that what you're thinking right now? Do it. End my life. [holding a shotgun against the chest] Be the hand of God. It is your choice. It was always your choice.
That's called "pain". Get used to it.
You could have shot me, John! You chose a higher path! Look how well you're doing!
How's the family?
Family's doing just fine. Busy, busy, busy, busy. Need a vacation.
I need you to leave...
Okay. [heads for her room]
...the apartment.
So when a half-breed breaks the rules, I deport their sorry asses straight back to hell. I don't get them all, but I've been hoping to get enough to ensure my... retirement.
I don't understand.
I'm a suicide, Angela. When I die, the rules say I've got just one place to go...
You're trying to buy your way into heaven.
What would YOU do if you were sentenced to a prison where half the inmates were put there by you?
What if I told you that God and the Devil made a wager? A bet for the remaining souls on Earth?
I'd tell you to stay on your meds.
Humor me. No direct contact with Humans. That would be the rule. Just influence.
No accounting for taste.
Hi, my name's John, you are in violation of the balance, leave now or you will be deported. All of you. [no reaction]
Holy water?
[The demons' flesh burns and they scream in agony]
This is definitely mostly not about the girl.
No.
[Midnite electrocutes him, John screams]
Papatayin natin siya.
You're the one soul I would come up here to collect myself.
So I've heard.
I guess there's a plan for all of us. I had to die—twice—just to figure that out. Like the book says, He works in mysterious ways. Some people like it… Some people don't.
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.
He always had a rotten sense of humor. And his punchlines are killers.
Heaven and hell are right here, behind every wall, every window, the world behind the world. And we're smack in the middle.