You are so... desperately, disgustingly weak. Oh. Are you gonna cry, Sebastian? Are you...
Mother Mayhem: You're now at the end of the journey. Tonight we trumpet the Horn, let your father arrive, in the center of their gleaming city. I would love to see Metropolis be the first brought to its knees.
Sebastian: You never asked me what I wanted.
Mother Mayhem: What?
Sebastian: How come you never ask me what I want? We don't need to summon Trigon. I have power. Mother, I have power.
Mother Mayhem: Ah, you have power?
Mother Mayhem: Oh. You're nothing. Without Trigon's power, you will always be nothing.
Mother Mayhem: I gave you destiny. And now you want to shame me? Pathetic child.
Sebastian: Don't, Mother.
Mother Mayhem: Don't call me that. My son would not be a coward. My son would embrace this power.
Sebastian: I am trying. I'm trying. What do you want from me?
Mother Mayhem: You are so... desperately, disgustingly weak. Oh. Are you gonna cry, Sebastian? Are you crying, Sebastian? Piss yourself and cry all you want, but tonight you're gonna use that Horn and you're gonna bring him back to us.