Penny Dreadful Season 2 Quotes
Vanessa: Do you know you share your name with a dead poet?
Caliban: Yes. Do you like poetry?
Vanessa: All sad people like poetry. Happy people like songs.
Caliban: I've always been moved by John Clare's story. By all accounts he was only five feet tall, so considered freakish. Perhaps due to this he felt a singular affinity with the outcasts and the unloved... The ugly animals... The broken things.
Vanessa: Whatever you have done. Whoever you have made yourself. I'm here to accept you. We're together for a reason.
Ethan: God's plan?
Vanessa: Yes.
You'll understand I find it difficult to accept, I'm the object of an eternal satanic quest that so far's only demonstrated in something that's half poetry half gibberish. I'm sorry, no.
Vanessa
Vanessa: So your second cousin Lily is coming to visit you?
Victor: Yes, that's it entirely yes.
Vanessa: And what are we doing here?
Victor: Yes of course, being a country girl I thought I might buy her a dress or two so she'll fit in.
Vanessa: And you've never shopped for women's clothing before?
Victor: In a nutshell, yes.
Vanessa: Then I shall be delighted to assist you.
Sir Malcolm: Is it the story of Lucifer then? The angel cast out by God?
Mr. Lyle: Time will tell.
Ethan: How could this one monk know all these languages?
Vanessa: He didn't, the demon did.
The Cut-Wife: Monsters all, are we not?
Vanessa: Some perhaps more than others.
The Cut-Wife: Is that what you feel?
Vanessa: Yes.
The Cut-Wife: Then it will be true, as long as you feel it so.
We must prepare for battle. When it comes, it comes fully and to the end.
The Cut-Wife
When Lucifer fell, he did not fall alone. They will hunt you until the end of days. Be true.
The Cut-Wife
I felt you every step across the moor. They felt you too. They'll be here soon. I felt you walking to my door. Felt you standing there. By the pricking of my thumbs something wicked this way comes.
The Cut-Wife
I am like no others. That's why I'm here.
Vanessa
You thought me a fraud at first; albeit a terribly good one. A theatrical spiritualist beyond compare, n'est-ce pas. But then the occultist dabbler found himself amongst the real thing.
Evelyn Poole
Victor: And this? Creating another sin?
Caliban: Atoning for your first. All the love and companionship you denied me, visit upon her. She is our future, creator; tread carefully.
