Abner Devereaux: I'm sorry, my dear, this is a restricted area. Only authorized personel are permitted.
Melissa: Oh, I'm sorry. I'm looking for Mr. Devereaux.
Abner Devereaux: I'm Mr. Devereaux.
Melissa: Oh, well, I'm looking for Sam Farrell. I was told you might be able to help me.
Abner Devereaux: Well, perhaps I can. I'll activate the elevator mechanism. You step inside.
The Demon: There are no right hand except ours, we must protect the power.
Abner Devereaux: I will destroy you! All of you... and you, you kiss will be my instrument.
Space Ace: They all lose their heads over you, Paul.
Abner Devereaux: You will regret this day.
Star Child: He's sweating the possibility that we might pull out. He's just plain sweating.
Sam Farrell: There's something going on here I don't understand. I'll give it a quick look and meet you back here in an hour.
Space Ace: Ack.
Abner Devereaux: Armageddon is coming to this park tonight.
Cat Man: We don't work with a second act, Deveroux, besides, Armageddon is a lame group.