Ernestine: I don't believe in your demons.
Preacher: Hm. Dat a shame, because they seem to believe in you, and those potions you taking won't get rid of them.
Ernestine: Then what will? Your rituals? Maybe the Bible? No. None of us have been from Africa for a long time. Your spirits don't matter here. They certainly didn't protect your daughter. And that white man's Bible is just that...for white people.