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 commited 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:
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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