"Trish: So, you must be the handyman who'll take any dirty job, am I correct?"

"Dante: Almost...I only take special jobs, if...you know what I mean."

"Trish: You're the man who lost a mother and a brother to evil twenty years ago, the son of the Legendary Dark Knight …"

"Vergil: Kill me!"

"Mundus: Fool! So sad that humans will always be humans, no more. Has the Sparta blood been spoiled over the ages? NOW…"

"Mundus: Those eyes...deep in them I see the same light as in Sparda's eyes."

"Dante: Why my mother?"

"Mundus: That useless being? If you need a mother, I can create it as many as you want. Just like, I created Trish."

"Trish: Looks like we have a winner."

"Dante: Jackpot!"