Names John Constantine

In case you ever need it...

"You call him Lu?"

"I’m not crazy. You’re the one who said he’s a ninja. I’m talking about exorcism Mr. Wilson, you know, angels, demons, God and the Devil, real spooky type of shit."

"Not all the time. I've only spoken to Lu a few times which I'd rather not talk about to a stranger."

"I'm not crazy. You're the one who said he's a ninja. I'm talking about exorcism Mr. Wilson, you know, angels, demons, God and the Devil, real spooky type of shit."

"I was just passing through. Why what kind of people come looking for you? Collect what? I’m not a repo man."

"Like I said Mr. Wilson, I've a certain set of skills. I can see things and hear things normal folks can't. You can say I'm sort of like the preternatural police dog tryin to gain the Big Boss Man's favor. I see someone step outta line I send'em back downstairs."

"You an’ me both."

"Wade Wilson, right, so what brings you to me Mr. Wilson? You don't look like the type to come lookin for me, are you just passin through or are you here to collect?"

"That’s a tiny bit racist, but I’ll take it. I trained extensively in Japan for a very long time. Like Batman did, ‘cept better. I’m also a trained sumo wrestler."

"Well that all depends Mr. Sumo Ninja man. I've a special set of skills and I don't work for free. Names Constantine, John Constantine. What do I call you? Mr. Miyagi?"