TV series: Reaper / Into the service of the devil (Reaper)

- Juice, no nonsense...
Sam, I almost certainly will do something stupid. It's in my blood, you know!

Where is your smile? You're a hero! Back to hell soul. Pure, unadulterated satisfaction... nothing like money or sex...

You only see the bad, it distorts your perception. Think about it.

Humans and demons can sleep together.

- Scary?
- Can you tell?
- You're squeezing my hand.
- Oh yeah, sorry...
And cut your nails.

The French invented love to draw primitive need in civilized clothes, came up with the candy, hearts, rings although it only endorfine and genitals.

Maybe, I am the son of the devil... And obviously my destiny to destroy the world. I can't let that happen!
- You know, not to say that you were good at anything. So, I think you and this fuck up!

- What have you done?! Did you kill him? Is he dead?
- I don't know, Sam, I'm not a doctor.

- You know, Sam, I don't understand you. You don't want to work here... You don't want to work for me... But what do you want?

- Well, where is the lost soul?
- Sam, I'm not Google!