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[upon meeting Redferne in the present day
: Of all the curiosities here I've seen, none have surprised me more than this.
: You tellin' me you're a witch? You ain't no witch! Witches are girls! Warlock
: Some are men. Little Boy
: Yeah? So where's your broomstick?
: You hail spirits, do you not? Channeler
: Yes... I channel them. Were you, uh, at the session? Warlock
: Then channel me a spirit.
: So, you fear me. Warlock
: 'Tis I who others fear. Giles Redferne
: Not you, the magic.
[the Channeler is faking the channeling of a spirit for the Warlock
: I have come - Zamiel. Ask... me... what... you... will. Warlock
: I would ask that we wait. Channeler
: For... what... do... we... wait? Warlock
: For the true Zamiel to appear.
: [placing a hex on Kassandra
] Tout, Tout, through and about; your callow life in dismay. Rentum, Osculum, Tormentum: a decade twice over a day.
: How comes it that you have brought me here? Channeler
: [possessed by Zamiel
] Bring together that which has been thirded. Bring together my bible. Warlock
: The Grand Grimoire, here? Now?
: Do not give him the stone. He is E-vil! Warlock
: Ah, so you really are psychic?
: [first line of his resurrection
] Won't you give your boy a kiss, Mother?
: I'm not a *man*, I am a witch.
: Picasso. Definitely Picasso.
: When I look at a fool, I see a mirror... But when I look in a mirror, I see a fool!
: Mirror mirror on the wall, who's the scaredest one of all?
: A child of the caul, born of witch's blood. You'll be sacrificed and as your blood runs, I'll raise from the pits of Hell a woman, a consort who will mother a race of evil the world has never seen. It is my purpose, my destiny, and yours.
: What do you want? Warlock
: You don't have the power!