Victor: This is a century of work in one day. In one day!
David: She's special, but you have to adapt yourself to her, not the other way around.
Victor: What does that mean?
David: Kristen's daughters have fallen in love with her. They want to invite Grace to a party tomorrow night. Do what you want, but she's doing you a favor.

David, I don't believe in God or the Church, but I liked that you did because it gave me something to aspire to, something to admire. But you're just like everyone else.

Kristen

David: This is all a game to you, isn't it?
Victor: A very serious game, and one we need to play to protect the holy.

David: Kristen, I don't want to disappoint you or myself, but I do believe in something that goes beyond both of us. I know you don't believe in God, but I do, and that requires an action that is beyond what we have. I don't know how else to say it, but I care for you more than anyone I know. But when God demands something of me, I have to obey.
Kristen: I wish I understood.
David: I know. It's OK. As long as you know how much you matter to me.
Kristen: David, I love you. I hate saying that because it sounds like I mean something that I don't, but I love you. I love you as a friend. I love you as somebody I respect, somebody who... Look, I should probably stop talking.

[people chanting "guilt"] OK. Guys, guys. Everybody. That's not helping. And even if I was guilty, OK, I wouldn't crawl around on the floor like some kind of nut hitting myself, right? It doesn't do anything. [the shouts increase]

Ben

Leland: Your muse fled.
Kurt: How do I get it back?
Leland: Do you really want to know?
Kurt: Yes; that's why I'm asking.
Leland: Hemingway asked. Fitzgerald. Joyce. Mailer. Pound. But, you have to be prepared to do what they did.
Kurt: What did they do?
Leland: [takes out scissors] Use these.
Kurt: How?
Leland: Sister Andrea. Gut her hair. Cut it all off, and your muse will return.
Kurt: You're joking.
Leland: No, I'm not.

Victor: We want you to work with David and us to stop Leland. He is intent on putting your daughter on a demonic throne above the destroyed world.
Kristen: I'm sorry; what?!
Victor: You must have wondered why Leland was targeting you. Why did he go after you at court from the very beginning? Why Orsen LaRoux? Why Dwight Farrell? Why your delusions? Why your night terrors? Yes, we know everything. None of this is mysterious. It is human. This is not about you; this is about your daughter.

I had an experience, and it's thrown my life off course.

Kurt

David: So, what does the entity want from me now? Cyanide pills?
Victor: Oh, David. I never tire of your teasing.

Well, it's the American way. When in doubt, go with violence and sex.

Ben

Leland: Your eminence. This is disgusting. Someone is trying to set me up.
Monsignor: Leland, I need to thank you for your months of service.
Leland: Monsignor, this is a lie!
Monsignor: Doesn't matter. You know better than anyone, the Church cannot risk the liability in this matter. We will, as always, give you a positive recommendation to your next ventures, but I need to ask you to leave right now.
Leland: You're gonna be sorry.
Monsignor: It's a rare day when I'm not sorry.

Kristen: Are you getting a lot of vidtap notifications?
Ben: All the time.
Kristen: It's addictive, isn't it? I sat down to watch one video, and I was there for an hour.
Ben: It's the algorithm. The only way they make money is if you stay on it.
David: Isn't it kind of weird how it tries to predict who you are?
Kristen: Yeah, like it thinks I'm a mom who drinks a lot.
Ben: Maybe you are a mom who drinks a lot.

Evil Quotes

Acosta: The Church has a backlog of about 500,000 requests for exorcisms and miracle appraisals, and my colleague Ben and I are hired by the Church to investigate unexplained phenomenon and recommend whether there should be an exorcism or further research.
Kristen: I didn’t know that was a job.
Acosta: It is.

Kristen: Why did you give my therapy notes to a serial killer?
Townsend: You’re in way over your head, Ms. Bouchard. Why don’t you leave this to the professionals?
Kristen: Who are the professionals?
Townsend: Your boy toy Acosta, Leroux, the Sixty.
Kristen: Who are the Sixty?
Townsend: People who know who you are, now. Hey, that session No. 37 was a juicy one, wasn’t it? ‘I just want my daughters gone so I can have my freedom.’ Just say the word Kristen, and ‘Poof, they’re gone.’ No one blames you, no guilt; just four little caskets.
Kristen: Go to hell.
Townsend: With pleasure. In fact, I’ll make room for your daughters.