John Riegert:
He's lying. He can't touch you.
Allison:
How do I know that?
John Riegert:
Because this house - forgive the overused metaphor - is Hell on Earth. It was ceded to me by virtue of the deeds committed here, which makes it my domain. My house. My rules.
Allison:
What about you?
John Riegert:
I don't want the book. It repulses me. I'd much prefer you kept it.
Laurel:
[as Belial]
Oh, brilliant. You're not even going for the win now? How pathetic. Great Satan himself and he's playing for the draw?
John Riegert:
There's always tomorrow, Belial.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 07:57