Reaper

Sam: Wait, um, so where did we land on the whole "telling Andi I'm the Devil's son" thing? Sock: Oh, I think we decided she was going to be shocked, then confused, then she'd probably stab you in the face.

Sam: I wrote you this letter but Sock forgot to mail it. Andi: You gave Sock... a letter? To mail? Sam: Well, yeah. Andi: Okay, well let me ask you this. If there was an emergency, lets say, a life-or-death situation, would you call Sock? Sam: Probably not. Andi: Say you wanted somebody to make you a piece of toast. Would you call Sock? Sam: I would not, no.

Ben: My crimper! I thought I lost it. (Sock stares) Yeah, I use a crimper sometimes, okay? It adds to my mystique.

Devil: Would you look at that? The Prodigal Son returns. I'm just kidding. I knew the real Prodigal Son, you know. The dude was an ass. Super needy.

Sock: You got to check this guy out. Look, look. "Cobrasnake." He used to gouge his enemies' eyes out and then set them on fire. Ben: Ughh. Sock: Sweet mother. I wish my nickname was "Cobrasnake."

Sock: She is so hot. Ben: Smokin'. Sock: Shut your mouth. That is my sister. I've got dibs.

Devil: I just wanted to tell you that your pentagram is a Star of David. Mazel tov!

Devil: Holy crap, where did you get this book? "The Devil is attracted to radishes." What does that mean? Like sexually? That's disgusting.

Sock: We may not have gone to college, boys, but we can certainly cram like people who did. Bottoms up.

Sock: Oh, got it, got it got it got it. We drive a train through the front of the warehouse, capture all the souls in the rubble. Sam: Yeah, umm, I don't think there's train tracks going through the warehouse, but, but, but good try.

Ben: Guys, this is wrong. It's stealing. Sam: Sometimes in order to do something good, you have to do something bad first. Sock: I want you to keep that in mind when I eventually make love to your mother.

Sam: Our beer mascot is a baby. Isn't that sort of dumb? Ben: No, that's not, it's not a baby. It's a leprechaun. Sock: Where's his hat? Ben: Well, he took it off, it's impolite to have it on when he's drinking. Sam: Why is he wearing a bib? Ben: Okay, it's a baby. Sheesh. It's all I know how to draw. Are you happy now? Sock: Very. Thank you for that.

Sam: You think this is going to hold? Ben: I was a Cub Scout, Sam. I excelled at knot-tying. Sock: Didn't they kick you out of Cub Scouts? Ben: It was a very political organization.

Ben: Oh my god. This Bentō box Kristen made is so delicious. What's in it? Sock: Hmm? Oh, that's, uh, chicken, tapioca, and pickles. Ben: You have no idea what's in this, do you? Sock: I didn't even know it was food, Benjy.