Gusss who's sick! Nothing serious, but still doesn't feel that good.

Absinthe: Where there's a will there's a-
Norman: Dead body

Dr. Bowers: As we snuff these candles so do we snuff you from this mortal world *blows out candle* You fucking whimp

Dr. Bowers: If you turn on those lights you'll go to Heaven
Lucifer: Hey now that's going a little to far

Dr. Bowers: What did you get in your year book?
Tiff: "Prettiest smile"
Stevie: "Most likely to be haunted"
Lucifer: "Most likely to start a bar fight."
Lillith: "least likely to start a bar fight, but most likely to win one."
Dr. Bowers and Tiff: ...

Liam: Maybe the real treasure was the friends we've made along the way
Greed: No, I want my fucking gold

Victor: Sure, I have flaws. What are they? I don’t know... I sing in the shower. Sometimes, I spend too much time volunteering. Occasionally, I’ll commit first degree murder.