I guess God has a plan for all of us. God's a kid with an ant farm, lady. He's not planning anything.
Constantine
2.1s
Hey, what the hell is he doing here?
Constantine
1.6s
He's okay.
Constantine
4.1s
John, there is no 17th act in Corinthians.
Constantine
2.8s
Could've been a member of my fraternity.
Constantine
10.1s
- Whose son? - But he can't cross over, B. - Impossible to cross over. - Whose son? God's son? No, the other one. Devil had a son too.
Constantine
8.2s
Oh, my, this is certainly not good. "The sins of the father would only be exceeded by the sins of the son."
Constantine
1.9s
How is this possible?
Constantine
6.1s
It's been... two weeks since my last confession.
Constantine
2.1s
Ma? Ma?
Constantine
2.2s
Yeah, why?
Constantine
3.1s
- This is crazy. - Yes.
Constantine
1.7s
Jesus.
Constantine
4.8s
I can't believe I'm doing this. - These are all Isabel's things? - Yeah.
Constantine
2s
- How about the cat? - Duck?
Constantine
4.5s
Going to a lot of meetings, I see. Keeps the voices out so I can sleep.
Constantine
34.6s
Angels and demons can't cross over onto our plane. So instead we get what I call half-breeds. The influence peddlers. They can only whisper in our ears, but a single word can give you courage or turn your favorite pleasure into your worst nightmare. Those with the demon's touch... like those part angel, living alongside us. They call it the balance. I call it hypocritical bullshit.
