Character: Lucifer Morningstar. Page 1

- Well, yes. I said I wouldn't sleep with you until ... Yeah, very funny.

“You know, you're right. Perhaps the worst is over.

I have layers. I'm like a bow. Irresistible onions.

I've already given you all the answers. It's not my fault that you cannot accept them.

- And erase everything you learned in Hell? Never. My kids are flawless. They cannot be driven out because they have no home. Nobody can leave them because they have no family.

Larry? I have never seen such a depressing hole as his apartment. And I even visited Kafka in Hell.

- How appropriate.

- Eternal damnation, endless suffering. It's not hard enough to understand.

- Brother, you look like I feel.
- I'm sure my problems where more than yours, believe me.
- We know that more than me does not happen.

- You even named it is not called. Her name is Chloe, not a detective.
- I so love.

- The school called trixie. It seems she used today is a very creative expression.
- Oh, tell me.
- She called her math homework "pissing pignatano" and the teacher "by dostevsky".
- She did not call anyone a bloodsucker? What? Is someone who sucks blood.
- I can't believe you're teaching my daughter to look for loopholes in oaths.
In my defense, that "dostavka" the invention of our Tomboy. And, I dare say, that's clever.

Bank of curses.
- Oh, Yes, trixie...
- You give the child money for each curse word? Oh, Bravo, detective.
- No, no, no. She pays for every bad word.
- Then I'm impressed even more.
Really? Thank You, Lucifer.
- I'm impressed that you extort money from the son. What an outrageous idea!

- Was one soul that I tortured in Hell. And, like a good masochist, he commanded it. "Burn me." "Freeze me". "Hurt me". The way I did. And this continued for centuries until that day, yet for some reason he didn't take his daily punishment. And when I came back He was crying. "Please, my king," he said. "Don't forget me again. I promise I'll be good." And then I realized that he is so full of self-loathing, there is no grain of self-respect, my cruelty didn't matter. If I paid him a little attention, it betrayed the meaning of his existence... Pointless.
- Why are you telling me this?
- Because he reminds me of you. Do you think I changed? You, former angel, wretched, and powerless, did not think of a more shameful way to live out their days, but to rely on handouts from me, which will remind you of the days when you were important.
I know what you're doing. Can shoot the messenger if you must. But just know that I'm around.

- Look, man, Chloe is fine. Lucky pierce was with her.
But I wasn't.