Goat: [bleating] You tricked me, you black-hearted who-o-o-o-o-ore! You b-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-itch!
Mrs. Ganush: I beg you and you shame me?
Milos: [possessed by the Lamia] I don't want your cat, you dirty pork queen!
Clay Dalton: You have such a good heart.
Rham Jas: That's quite all right. So, you wish to know something of your destiny. Very good. We shall see what the fates have in store.
Clay Dalton: Freud said destiny was not an act of fate but rather something created by our subconscious to control our conscious choices.
Rham Jas: That is true. But... "We should not pretend to understand the world only by intellect."
Clay Dalton: Carl Jung...
Rham Jas: Yes. From his treatise "Psychological Types".
Clay Dalton: Jung, the New Agers' favorite psychologist.
Rham Jas: Because he wasn't afraid to bring God into the equation.
Christine Brown: I beat you, you old bitch!
Shaun San Dena: [possessed by the Lamia] I desire the SOUL of Christine Brown. We will FEAST upon it while she festers in the grave!
Mr. Jacks: [after being sprayed head to toe in blood] Did I get any in my mouth?
Rham Jas: You'd be surprised what you'll be willing to do, when the Lamia comes for you.
[shoving the 'button' envelope down Mrs. Ganush's throat]
Christine Brown: Choke on it, bitch!
Christine Brown: And get your filthy pig knuckle off my desk!
Christine Brown: Help me! Help me please!
Christine Brown: It's a harvest cake.
Christine Brown: Here kitty, kitty...
Waitress: So you're just going to sit here drinking coffee all night long.
Christine Brown: Yes... Maybe! What's it to you?
Waitress: Honey, I make my money on tips. Coffee drinkers don't tip.
Christine Brown: [holds up envelope containing the cursed button] Honey, just keep the coffee coming, or I'll give you a tip you won't forget!
Christine Brown: I'm gonna get some!
Rham Jas: It's too unstable!