The Reverend: People think it's the flames that make Hell unbearable. It's not. It is the absence of love.
The Reverend: I will love you and you will learn to love me. It is God's will.
Joanna: I will kill you.
The Reverend: That would not stop me.
Joanna: You are mad.
The Reverend: Who was that man? He put foolish thoughts in your mind.
Joanna: He helped me. I love him.
The Reverend: No, you do not. It is lust.
The Reverend: I will beat your mother out of you.
The Reverend: I have sinned. I'm going to burn in Hell forever.
The Reverend: I threw away the right to go to Heaven. But you made me do it.
The Reverend: Only you can save me.
The Reverend: You think that you can come in here and take what belongs to me?
Crawling outlaw: [holding slaughter gun to the Reverend's head] Yeah. What do you think? That God's gonna come down here and save you?
The Reverend: [grabs the gun and turns it on him] I am as God. He is as I am.
The Reverend: I could tell you about Hell. About its flames. About the pain. I'm sure you people have tried to imagine what it's like. It's worse.
Liz: [narrating] As life progresses, images blur. All that remains are memories. Some of them true, some of them false. I remember her well - at least I think I do. She was a warrior. In the old century, you had to be in order to survive.