“God forbid I should bleed to death, eh? Then you'd have to cart around my rotting corpse. (Kyrian) Could you be any more morbid? Jeez, who was your idol growing up? Boris Karloff? (Amanda) Hannibal, actually. (Kyrian) You're trying to scare me, aren't you? Well, it won't work. I grew up in a house with an angry poltergeist and two sisters who used to conjure demons just to fight them. Buster, I've seen it all and your gallows humor isn't working on me. (Amanda)”

“I haven't fought with anyone else in over two thousand years. (Kyrian)Well, you're never too old to learn. (Amanda)You can't teach an old dog new tricks. (Kyrian)There's no time like the present. (Amanda)Time is of the essence. (Kyrian)God helps those who help themselves. (Amanda)You're not going to let me win this, are you? (Kyrian)”

“Lights! Lights would be very good right now! (Amanda)Since they hurt my eyes to the point I can barely see, no they wouldn't. Trust me. (Kyrian)Trust you, my left foot! I'm not immortal over here! (Amanda)Yeah, well, in a bad enough car wreck, neither am I. (Kyrian)I really hate your sense of humor. (Amanda)”

“So, you're like Angel? (Amanda) You watch way too much television. Angel has a soul. I don't. (Kyrian) Now you're back to being scary again. (Amanda) Baby, you ain't seen scary yet. (Kyrian)”

“What are you doing? (Amanda)I'm getting into my car. (Kyrian)You own this?! (Amanda)No. I'm stealing it with the key in my hand. (Kyrian)”

“You actually enjoyed that, didn't you? (Amanda)Oh, hell yes! Did you see the look on their faces? Man, I love this car. (Kyrian)(She looked up at the sky and implored divine aid.)Dear God, please separate me from this maniac before I die of fright. (Amanda) ”