- Zed Martin: Two rooms?
- John Constantine: Oh, I'm flattered, luv, but we really ought to keep this professional, yeah?
- Zed Martin: Yeah. Does that mean you do respect me?
- John Constantine: I respect everyone I sleep with. But I usually like to get know something about them first, if you know what I mean.
- Zed Martin: Hmm. If you want to know something about me, just ask.
- Papa Midnite: What is this spell?
- John Constantine: Relictum spiritum expurgationis. We bless each corpse, bring them back to your ritual and burn them. Should release their souls from this plane.
- Papa Midnite: I don't like it. It's sloppy. You're like a child with your father's spell book.
- John Constantine: The only magic my old man ever did was making a pint disappear.
- Jim Corrigan: Very good. Uh, I think I got badges for junior detectives back at the station. Jim Corrigan. NOLA PD homicide. And you are?
- John Constantine: Here to help you, Jimmy boy.
- Zed Martin: Jimmy?
- John Constantine: John Constantine. This is Chas and Zed. We're investigating the occult phenomenon that happened here last night.
- Jim Corrigan: Whoa. Occult investigators? Con men usually don't introduce themselves as con men, that's... Well, that's novel.
- Zed Martin: "Slow is smooth, smooth is fast." And squeeze.
- Jim Corrigan: Where'd you hear that?
- Zed Martin: Was that your mother teaching you to shoot?
- Jim Corrigan: What?
- John Constantine: Don't mind her, she's, uh, psychic.
- Jim Corrigan: I was on the scene when it happened. Fired a full clip into that killer, but she just kept on going. Now I'm out in the field. They think I'm crazy. Am I?
- John Constantine: You're not crazy, Corrigan. Just up against a different shade of evil than the usual New Orleans street crime. That's, uh, our department. Be nice to have an ally in blue.
- [hands Corrigan a business card]
- Jim Corrigan: "Master of the dark arts." Wow.
- Zed Martin: Where's Chas staying?
- John Constantine: He prefers chain hotels. He's racking up the points.
- Jim Corrigan: Misaki Ross.
- John Constantine: Ooh. Wouldn't kick her out of bed.
- Jim Corrigan: She was a model. Until her face was slashed ear to ear by another model. Here's a picture of Misaki the day she came out of the hospital.
- John Constantine: Lost her moneymaker.
- Jim Corrigan: And her life. Took a bottle of pills in her French Quarter apartment. The other model, Tammy Fraser, she was indicted for felony assault. It was all over until...
- John Constantine: Until Misaki started killing.
- John Constantine: You see, Misaki died five years ago, Philip, three. They were resting in peace until...
- Jim Corrigan: Whatever happened to awake 'em.
- John Constantine: [claps hands] Congratulations. You're a part of the act as well.
- Jim Corrigan: How do you live with it? The knowledge that all this could be... real? How?
- John Constantine: It marks you. For life. But it doesn't change who you are.
- Papa Midnite: You know, there are better ways to do this. I will perform a ritual tonight and ask the Loa to rest these spirits.
- John Constantine: You know that old song about the hammer that thinks everything is a nail?
- Papa Midnite: No.
- John Constantine: You may be the grand poobah of voodoo, mate, but that's one specific, very narrow modality.
- Papa Midnite: And what do you know, jackass of all trades, master of none?
- John Constantine: What I know, my people is playing Whac-a-Mole with the newly risen. Misaki, Philip. Devereaux. They need to be put down at the source.
- John Constantine: Bodies are barely bloody singed.
- Papa Midnite: This is your fault. Salting and burning the bodies does no good without the cooperation of the Loa.
- John Constantine: Whoa, whoa, whoa... my part of the spell went perfect, mate. You're the one that was jilted by your big bad bloody voodoo gods.
- Papa Midnite: It's your lack of respect that keeps them away. The Danse Vaudou is about letting go of your ego and allowing a more powerful force to enter you.
- John Constantine: Yeah, well, I'm an exorcist, mate. I spent half my life kicking demons out. Why would I want to invite one in?
- Papa Midnite: You are a magpie of magic. A thief of tradition. You steal from other people's cultures and beliefs to suit your own purposes.
- John Constantine: Oh, yeah? Well, whatever works, eh?
- Papa Midnite: It worked wonders on that little girl you sent to hell.
- John Constantine: Well, at least it wasn't my own bloody sister.
- John Constantine: We tried a spell to put your ghosts down, but, unfortunately, it didn't work. You see, Midnite didn't raise those spirits. Not really.You three did.
- Bridget Carlberg: How?
- Papa Midnite: All three of you, you keep the dead alive because you can't forgive yourselves.
- John Constantine: Guilt is a very powerful emotion. There's a lot of energy in that pain.
- Zed Martin: Thank you for helping us... even if we sounded crazy.
- Jim Corrigan: I'm the one who's crazy. Running after a ghost with a gun. Won't make that mistake again.
- Papa Midnite: Our truce is over at the bottom of that glass, so sip cautiously.
- John Constantine: Mm. A rich man's scotch. It always comes with an aftertaste.
- Papa Midnite: That sour taste is in your mouth, street wizard, because the old gods don't honor you. Your magic isn't strong enough to raise the dead.
- John Constantine: Oh, the dead are better left buried, mate.
- Papa Midnite: Is that so?
- John Constantine: Mm-hmm.
- Papa Midnite: Even if I offered you a chance to talk to your mother?
- John Constantine: Huh. That's not what you owe me, is it? I'd like to get on your hotline to hell, find out about this rising darkness. The rule book's been thrown out. I want to know what I'm dealing with.
- Papa Midnite: He's killing her, draining her energy. I can feel it.
- John Constantine: Marriage can be hard, eh?