Waverly: If you’re going to kill me, let’s get to it.
Jolene: I’m sorry if I triggered you.
Waverly: Triggered? You tried to destroy me.
Jolene: Yeah, but I failed, right? You were rescued by the love and support of your family and friends. Now you’re happy, healthy. I mean I’m kinda medium on the hair, but otherwise, you are thriving, girl. You know while I was watching you sleep, I did a little bit of reflecting on the last time we hung out, and just how terrible it was for both of us. And I realized something. I’m not mad at you anymore. I’m sad for you.
Waverly: Jolene, always a liar.
Jolene: That’s why I want to help you.
Waverly: You’ve been in the fog for far too long because you’ve lost your goddamn mind.
Jolene: Don’t you get it Waverly? Demons are just fallen angels. Everything you have been fighting your whole life, you’re on of them, whether you want to admit it or not. You and I are the same.
Waverly: Shut up.
Jolene: I mean you may not want to call me sister, but we are kin.