Warlock (1991) 5.9

Kassandra: Check this! Some guy from the seventeenth century telling *me* how to drive. They learn fast, don't they? [upon meeting Redferne in the present day] Warlock: Of all the curiosities here I've seen, none could've surprised me more than this. Giles Redferne: Let's tarry not! Little Boy: You tellin' me you're a witch...? You ain't no witch! Witches are girls! Warlock: *Some* are men. Flight Attendant: [pointing to Giles' weathervane] May I take that? Giles Redferne: Over my rotting corpse! Warlock: You are a channeler of spirits? Channeler: Yes... Warlock: Then channel me a spirit. Giles Redferne: [to a wounded man] Nay, do not meddle with the dressing. Little Boy: [watching the Warlock play a handheld football game] Hey, you can't punt on first down; no-one punts on first down, not even Tampa Bay! [Kassandra has aged 20 years in a day after being cursed by the Warlock] Kassandra: Why didn't he just kill me? Nothing could be worse than this! Giles Redferne: His very thought. Pastor: May I ask what your interest is in finding such a book? Giles Redferne: Our interest lies in stopping those who would see all good falter. It lies in stopping the powers of misrule from coming of age. It lies in finding that damned book, and thwarting a vile beast of a man who shall not rest until God himself is thrown down, and all of creation becomes Satan's black hell besmeared farting hole! Kassandra: You asked. Giles Redferne: So, you fear me. Warlock: 'Tis I who others fear. Giles Redferne: Not you, the magic. Kassandra: Will I see you again? Giles Redferne: No! There are other worlds... this one is done with me. [the Channeler is faking the channeling of a spirit for the Warlock] Channeler: Ask... me... what... you... will. Warlock: I would ask that we wait. Channeler: For... what... do... we... wait? Warlock: For the real Zamiel to appear.