Duck. Oh, you think that's strange. Cats are good. Half in, half out anyway.
Constantine
6.5s
I need to see where Isabel died. S�ances, Ouija boards, channeling.
Constantine
4s
- Constantine, what...? - Twins. Jesus. What?
Constantine
49.9s
- Isabel. - Constantine. Angela.
Constantine
3.1s
- This is crazy. - Yes.
Constantine
1.7s
Jesus.
Constantine
10.3s
Guard spotted him groping the body, then he ran across the street. Came in here, and he had a go at the entire stock. He drowned himself in alcohol in under a minute.
Constantine
2.8s
Could've been a member of my fraternity.
Constantine
3.8s
Why didn't you call me, you son of a bitch?
Constantine
5.9s
What do you mean? What? How?
Constantine
2.1s
Hey, what the hell is he doing here?
Constantine
1.6s
He's okay.
Constantine
3.3s
Got it. Bye.
Constantine
1.6s
Dodson.
Constantine
1.8s
Yes?
Constantine
8.4s
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
34.2s
So when a half-breed breaks the rules, I deport their sorry ass straight back to hell. I don't get them all... but I've been hoping to get enough to ensure my... - retirement. - I don't understand. I'm a suicide, Angela. When I die, the rules say I've got just one place to go. You're trying to buy your way into heaven. What would you do if you were sentenced to a prison where half the inmates were put there by you?
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.