Priestinans: I was told there was a haunting in this house that only the pure of light can cease it.
Priestinans: It must be this way.
Priestinans: Down into the basement it is?
Priestinans: Who are you, demon?
Lou: I am Lou.
Priestinans: Are you haunting this house?
Lou: Nah. Just resting.
Priestinans: Is that a gate to hell behind you?
Lou: Why. You want to go?
Priestinans: Deliver us, O Lord, by your wondrous ascension—
Lou: That doesn't work down here. I just told you I was resting.
Priestinans: DELIVER US, O LORD, BY YOUR BAPTISM, BY YOUR HOLY FASTING—
Lou: Believe me, sister, you can't hurt m—wait why am I feeling crispy?
Priestinans: Perish along with thy light unholy abomination of lucifers!