"Angels and demons can't cross over into our plane. So instead we get what I call "half-breeds". The influence peddlers. They can only whisper in our ears. A single word can give you courage, or turn your favorite pleasure into your worst nightmare. Those with the demon's touch and those part angel, living alongside us. They call it The Balance. I call it hypocritical bullshit."

"Heaven and hell are right here, behind every wall, every window, the world behind the world. And we're smack in the middle."

"[Flips off demon] For your boss."

"You don't need His protection. It'll be like back in the day."

"[As Midnite holds him up against a wall] Is this neutral? Bullshit! You're the only one playing by the rules, Midnite. And while you've been imitating Switzerland, people are dying. [Midnite lets him slump to the ground] Two hundred dollar shirt, by the way."

"[Speaking to God] I know I'm not one of Your favorites, and I'm not welcome in Your house, but I could use a little attention, please."

"[Voice over] I guess there's a plan for all of us. I had to die—twice—just to figure that out. Like the book says, He works in mysterious ways. Some people like it… some people don't."

"Chaz Kramer: This is Kramer. Chas Kramer. Asshole."

"Beeman: [his last lines] I know you never had much faith, John, you never had much reason to. But that doesn't mean we never had any faith… in you."

"Balthazar: [as he chokes John to death] Don't fight it, Johnny boy, enjoy it."

"Balthazar: Word is… you're on your way down. Fresh meat. [puts fingers in his mouth, hisses, and leans forward] Finger lickin' good."

"No. You will live, John Constantine. You will live. You will have the chance to prove that your soul truly belongs in hell. Oh, you will live. You will live…"

"So what do you want? An extension?"

"When my sister and I were little, we'd leave messages with light and breath."

"Peter Stormare – Lucifer"

"Tilda Swinton – Gabriel"

"Gavin Rossdale – Balthazar"

"Pruitt Taylor Vince – Father Hennessy"

"Max Baker – Beeman"

"Djimon Hounsou – Midnite"

"Shia LaBeouf – Chaz Kramer"

"Rachel Weisz – Angela Dodson/Isabel Dodson/Mammon"

"Balthazar: [after being sprayed with Dragon's Breath] Fire? I was born of this!"

"The wager between heaven and hell is on Earth."

"Hell wants him. Heaven won't take him. Earth needs him."

"Possessed Girl: Papatayin natin siya."

"Behold, I send you out as sheep amidst the wolves."

"Connie Nielsen – Christabella Andreoli"

"Craig T. Nelson – Alexander Cullen"

"Debra Monk – Pam Garrety"

"Men kill animals and eat their flesh. Phillipe Moyez killed a goat. He killed a goat, and he did it at home, in a manner consistent with his religious beliefs. Now, Mr. Merto may find that bizarre. It's certainly not a religious practice performed by everyone. It's not as common as, say, circumcision. It's not as common as the belief that wine transforms into blood. Some people handle poisonous snakes to prove their faith. Some people walk on fire. Phillipe Moyez killed a goat, and he did it while observing his constitutionally protected religious beliefs."

"Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, I know you've spent all morning listening to Mr. Broygo talk. I know you're hungry. What I need to tell you won't take very long at all. I don't like Alexander Cullen. I don't think he's a nice person. I don't expect you to like him. He's been a terrible husband to all three of his wives. He's been a destructive force in the lives of his stepchildren. He's cheated the city, his partners, his employees. He's paid hundreds of thousands of dollars in penalties and fines over the years. I don't like him. I'm going to tell you some things during the course of this trial that are going to make you like him even less. But this isn't a popularity contest; it's a murder trial."

"Don't get too cocky, my boy. No matter how good you are, don't ever let them see you coming. That's the gaffe, my friend. You gotta keep yourself small, innocuous. Be the little guy. You know, the nerd, the leper, the shit-kicking surfer. Look at me. Underestimated from day one! You'd never think I was a master of the universe, now, would you?"

"A woman's shoulders are the front lines of her mystique, and her neck, if she's alive, has all the mystery of a border town. A no-man's land in that battle between the mind and the body."

"Eddie Barzoon, Eddie Barzoon… ha! I nursed him through two divorces, a cocaine rehab, and a pregnant receptionist. God's creature, right? God's special creature. I've warned him, Kevin. I've warned him every step of the way. Watching him bounce around like a fucking game. Like a wind-up toy. Like 250 pounds of self-serving greed on wheels. The next thousand years is right around the corner. Eddie Barzoon… take a good look, because he's the poster child for the next millennium. These people, it's no mystery where they come from.You sharpen the human appetite to the point where it can split atoms with its desire. You build egos the size of cathedrals, fiberoptically connect the world to every eager impulse, grease even the dullest dreams with these dollar-green, gold-plated fantasies, until every human becomes an aspiring emperor, becomes his own god. Where can you go from there? As we're scrambling from one deal to the next, who's got his eye on the planet? As the air thickens, the water sours, even the bees' honey takes on the metallic taste of radioactivity. And it just keeps coming, faster and faster. There's no chance to think, to prepare—it's "buy futures", "sell futures", when there is no future. We got a runaway train, boy. We got a billion Eddie Barzoons all jogging into the future. Every one of them is getting ready to fistfuck God's ex-planet and lick their fingers clean as they reach out toward their pristine cybernetic keyboards to tot up their fucking billable hours. And then it hits home. You gotta pay your own way, Eddie. It's a little late in the game to buy out now. Your belly's too full, your dick is sore, your eyes are bloodshot, and you're screaming for someone to help. But guess what? There's no one there! You're all alone, Eddie. You're God's special little creature. Maybe it's true. Maybe God threw the dice once too often. Maybe He let us all down."

"You've got to marshal your strength. Prioritize. Conserve your energy."

"Diaboli virtus in lumbis est. The virtue of the Devil is in his loins."

"[Last line of the film] Vanity—definitely my favorite sin."

"Evil has its winning ways."

"The newest attorney at the world's most powerful law firm has never lost a case. But he's about to lose his soul."

"Speak of the devil"