Excuses! They’re like a***holes, everybody’s got one, but nobody wants to hear it.
Dr. Linda’s had a crash course in celestial beings. Only melted her brain for about a week.
Consider me an emotional jockstrap for the Decker family jewels.
Come on. Let Mazikeen Smith buy you a drink. Maybe I’ll devour your soul or something.[to Linda]
Candy, darling, this is my mother. Mum, this is Candy, my wife. I’m sorry that we didn’t invite you to the wedding. We just decided no enemies.
Boring people never like to be told they’re dull. Right, Detective?
And those trousers. I mean, you wear them so low that your ass is exposed to other naughty men, and we all know what kind of danger that can bring, don’t we? I mean, you can park your bike in there.
Am I dreaming? No, wait, I can’t be, you’re both dressed.[to Chloe and Maze]
You shouldn’t have to change for anyone. And neither should I.[to Eve]
You know, high school reunion’s a very popular torture in Hell.[to Chloe]
You asked what I am. I’m the Devil.[to Julian]
You are, Detective. I don’t fully understand why, but I’m only vulnerable when I’m close to you.[Chloe Decker: How is it that sometimes you don’t get hurt and then, other times, you do? What is the difference?]
