Poseídos

John Hobbes: C'mon Azazel. Open your eyes

[sticks a cigarette in his mouth]

John Hobbes: Look around sometimes.

[lights his cigarette]

Azazel: What's this? You don't smoke anymore.

John Hobbes: You're right I don't. You know why? Because cigarettes kill. Especially cigarettes laced with poison.

Azazel: Bullshit.

John Hobbes: The same kind of poisons you used to kill my brother.

Azazel: Uh, uh, fuck you.

John Hobbes: Yeah I know. It was so sweet.

[singing]

John Hobbes: Time, is on my side. Yes it is.

Azazel: Fuck you, motherfucker.

John Hobbes: [picks up his gun] Goodbye, Jonesy.

[shoots Jonesy, who is possessed by Azazel in the head]