- Pazuzu: Do you want to know why you've never been chosen?
- Maria Walters: Yes.
- Pazuzu: It's your smell. The first born are attracted to power, potential... and you?
- [sniffs]
- Pazuzu: Desperation... with notes of mediocrity. You're never gonna be one of us.
- Mother Bernadette: All this suffering for nothing. In the end, you're just a child throwing a tantrum.
- Pazuzu: Tantrum? This is not a tantrum; this is a victory lap.
- Pazuzu: We were his first creations; did you know that? We were loyal and perfect in every way, and do you know what God did? God got bored. He got bored with our perfection, so He created Man - mortal and ugly - and then He built them a sandbox, and He filled it with tangible and sensual delights. Delights that we could never feel or taste or experience. He created paradise, and He handed it over to a pack of primates retting in the dirt. Well, this world was meant for us, and we're gonna take it back.
- Father Marcus Keane: God our Father, Your power brings us to birth, and by Your command we return to dust. Lord, those who die still live in Your presence. Their lives change, but do not end. I pray in hope for my family, relatives, and friends and for all the dead known only to You. Unite us together again in one family, so that we may sing Your praise forever and ever.