Hex

Azazeal: (about Malachi) I needed to see him one last time. Weak. Sentimental. I must be getting old.

Thelma: Ella, take the sacred blade of Orokiah and zap the bastard - it's what you're for.

Ella: I'm Ella Dee, last of the anointed ones and I'm sworn to kill you.

Malachi: No special powers, no mumbo jumbo. Just you and me, hand to hand.

Malachi: I guess she didn't love you enough to die for you. You're right you're not like me. You're a sad little dyke getting her rocks off hanging around girls who can't even see you

Thelma: Cassie was my friend. She died right there, in front of the alter trying to save you. God help her.

Leon: He's the messiah of the fallen angels and she's the last of the anointed ones. Does it tell us somewhere who's gonna win?

Thelma: Wait in his room and when he doddles home, zap him! Ella: While he's bladdered? Thelma: Certainly! With your spooky exorcist knife, start cleaving! It's what anointed ones do best.

Malcachi: It must be hard going out with a five hundred-year-old witch.

Thelma: There he is, messiah of the fallen angels. Large as life and twice as ugly.

Thelma: Now you can relax and concentrate on Malachi. Five hundred years - you must be itching to zap him!

Roxanne: I'm a school-child, he's a priest for Christ sake. Wasn't exactly an equal relationship.