Character: Ella Lopez

- Where's Dan?
- Oh, I'm afraid he's sick.
- Ah, looked in the mirror? I told him not to do that?

- Look in the mirror again? And I warned you.

- It cannot be found when there is no one of its own.

We have to live by faith. Now I don't know what you believe.

- You know that I will support. You're not alone.
- The fact of the matter is, I never felt alone - I always was the Lord. I miss him. I was so angry after what happened with Charlotte.
- I was also angry, very much.
- It's too much. But wrong of me to believe, but only if all is well and unicorns jumping around. I don't think to stop the bad work of God. I think He exists to give us the strength to live on.

- Now, about...
Yeah, I wanted to...
- Me too...
- It was...
- Absolutely...
- Well, you know...
- We are colleagues...
- Crossed the line...
- Intersection bodies.
Yes. Didn't cost us.
Yeah, not worth it. I'm so glad we discussed it like adults.

Holy bananas!

Using whatever you passed now I'm sure it's part of God's plan, because even the most miserable and unlucky, helpless creatures serve a purpose. <...> You never know when your wordly pain or humiliation will be useful to others. God works in mysterious ways, so you have to believe that when God hits you in the balls, he has a reason.

- Oh, goody. So while you're working, I'll go to the detective. Oh, and don't forget...
Yeah, not to tell anyone about your super creepy grave is not the grave. Understood.

- You're new, right?
- A. Hi. Yeah. Ella Lopez. I have woven a couple of days ago. And you're a civilian consultant detective Decker?
- Lucifer. Lucifer.
- Cool.
- I was expecting a different reaction, given your choice of trinkets.
- OOO. Dude. I have a friend named Adolf. You know? I was not particularly worried. Besides, the Devil's tainted reputation.
- Yes? You're not kidding?
- No. Well, what horrible thing did he do? Rebelled against the Pope? Asked naked aunt if she wants an Apple?
Straight heart rejoices, go ahead.
- I think he was driving Hell. Not that it's cool to torture a soul and to condemn to eternal torment.
- I'm retired. In addition I did not create Hell. I just worked there.
- Are you talking in the first person. Wait, you seem...
The devil.
- ... a fan of Stanislavsky.

Someone else's trash - a treasure trove for forensic.

You don't know what to tell someone the truth and see his eyes pity, like you're crazy. And if my friends do look at me, I will be heartbroken.

- You're a Ghost.
- I don't want to be biased, but the ghosts are cool, but what you see makes you special.
- To begin with, I only see you.

- Miss Charlotte.
I, too, miss Lopez.
I can't believe she's gone. And what pierce can do that. You know, God works in mysterious ways and bad happens for a reason, but the bad so much that I just can't find him the reason. Why He did all this?
- I can't believe what they say, but I do not believe that it is the fault of my Father. All this time I thought He was pulling the strings, but I began to lean toward the fact that we are responsible for everything. Cleverly, of course, on His part. If you think about it, but themselves us no one to blame.
- Well, fuck. I blame Pierce.