John.
What? I didn't catch that.
Welcome to my life.
Mr. Constantine.
-I saw you--
-I remember.
-And then I saw you at the--
-Regular kismet.
I'd like to ask you a few questions,
if that would be okay.
I' m not really in the talking mood
right now.
Well, maybe you could just listen then.
Please?
Always a catch.
My sister was murdered yesterday.
-Sorry to hear.
-Thanks.
She was a patient at Ravenscar.
She jumped off the roof.
Thought you said she was murdered.
Yeah, well, lsabel wouldn't
have taken her own life.
Yeah, what kind of mental patient
kills herself?
That's just crazy.
Look, I've heard your name
around the precinct.
I know the circles you travel in.
The occult, demonology, exorcisms.
Just before my sister was committed,
she became deeply paranoid.
She started talking about demons,
angels.
Now, I think someone got to her,
Mr. Constantine.
I think they brainwashed her
into stepping off that roof.
Some kind of legion or cult.
Sounds like a theory, detective.
Good luck.
I thought with your background,
you could at least...
... point me in the right direction.
Yeah, okay, sure.
It wasn't a suicide.
My sister was a devout Catholic.
Do you understand that?
If she took her own life--
Her soul would go straight to hell...
...where she'd be ripped apart over
and over in screaming, brutal agony...
...for all eternity. That it?
That about right?
Goddamn you.
Detective.
What if I told you that God
and the devil made a wager...
...a kind of standing bet
for the souls of all mankind?
I'd tell you to stay on your meds.
Humor me. No direct contact with
humans. That would be the rule.
-Just influence. See who would win.
-Okay, l' m humoring you.
-Why?
-Who knows.
-Maybe just for the fun of it. No telling.
-Oh, so it's fun.
It's fun when a man beats his wife to
death, when a mother drowns her baby.
And you think the devil is responsible?
People are evil, Mr. Constantine. People.
You' re right. We' re born
capable of terrible things.
Then sometimes something else comes
along and gives us just the right nudge.
Well, this has been real educational...
... but I don't believe in the devil.
You should. He believes in you.
It's a power outage.
Not likely.
-What?
-We should go. Now.
What is that?
Wings.
Maybe talons.
You' re kidding. Of what?
Something that's not
supposed to be here.
That's really not going to help.
-Close your eyes.
-Why?
Suit yourself.
Demons stay in hell, huh?
T ell them that.
Don't worry. Happens to everyone
the first time.
It's the sulfur.
Sulfur.
What were those things?
Demons.
-Scavengers of the damned.
-No, no. It's impossible.
Y eah. And I don't think
they were after me.
You really believe
she wouldn't commit suicide.
Isabel?
Never in a million years.
Well, let's be sure.
Let's see if she's in hell.
Oh, was it supposed to be hot or cold?
In front of the chair.
I can't believe l' m doing this.
-These are all lsabel's things?
-Yeah.
-How about the cat?
-Duck?
Y eah, why?
Duck.
Oh, you think that's strange.
Cats are good.
Half in, half out anyway.
If this is some kind of spell
or something...
...don't you need candles
and a pentagram for it to work?
Why, do you have any?
-This is crazy.
-Y es.
I need you to leave.
-l' m sorry?
-Angela, please.
The apartment.
Okay.
Be careful with that cat.
God, I hate this part.
-lsabel.
-Constantine.
Angela.
Jesus.
-Constantine, what--?
-Twins.
Jesus. What?
-You were twins.
-What did you say?
-She killed herself.
-What?
And she's damned for it.
How is this possible?
I need to eat.
Hey! Hey, what are you doing in here?
Relax, man.
Slow down!
What the hell kind of place is this?
John.
When I was a kid, I could see things.
Things humans aren't supposed to see.
Things you shouldn 't have to see.
My parents were normal.
They did what most parents would do.
They made it worse.
You think you' re crazy long enough...
...you find a way