All right, question. How much longer do I have to be your slave, John?
Constantine
13.5s
I see now. Your health is bad for other reasons. How long? A few months, maybe a year. I thought I heard thunder last night. Must have been Satan's stomach growling.
Constantine
1.8s
Dodson.
Constantine
3.1s
- Humor me. - Don't I always?
Constantine
2.2s
I'm flattered.
Constantine
5.4s
You're the one soul he'd come up here himself to collect. So I've heard.
Constantine
5.6s
The big score? The mother lode? The one you've been waiting for?
Constantine
1m14s
Hello? Hello. Hello? Hey. Hey, buddy, got a light?
Constantine
4s
Constantine, it's raining! John! Hey!
Constantine
3.4s
- Hold the door. You going down? - Not if I can help it.
Constantine
3.4s
No, I'm out of that now. I've been too busy.
Constantine
6.5s
I know what you want, son. Still keeping your all-seeing eye on me, Gabriel?
Constantine
11.7s
I've been seeing some unusual soul traffic lately. You might consider giving me an extension. I could do your side some good these days. You still trying to buy your way into heaven?
Constantine
1.9s
How you feeling, John?
Constantine
2.8s
You're the one who should go to hell, half-breed.
Constantine
37.9s
Well, I could offer something about how a shepherd leads even the most wayward of his flock, but it might sound disingenuous. She has to have a Catholic funeral, Father. She has to. - Angela, it's still considered a mortal sin. - She didn't commit suicide. The bishop believes otherwise. You know the rules. Oh, rules. Father. David. This is Isabel. God was the only one she ever believed loved her. Please. I'm sorry.
Constantine
13.4s
Everything you've ever done, you've only ever done for yourself. To earn your way back into his good graces. Impossible rules, endless regulations, who goes up, who goes down and why.
