- Goliath: You should thank her, Macbeth. Elisa saved your life.
- MacBeth: A sad, endless existence I'm doomed to face alone.
- Goliath: You may have been a victim of Demona's treachery and deceit, but, in a strange way, she's done you a favor. At least, now you know you're capable of love. The kind of love that makes life worthwhile.
- [Looking at Elisa]
- Goliath: Search for that love, Macbeth. She's out there.
- [Back to Macbeth]
- Goliath: Just make sure that, next time, you get a good look at her at night.
- Angela: [to Goliath] It's true isn't it? Demona's my mother?
- [Goliath remains silent. Angela looks at Elisa]
- Angela: Elisa, I have to know!
- Elisa Maza: ...Yes. It's true.
- Elisa Maza: I don't believe this! Of all the places Avalon could have sent us, who would have figured Paris.
- [sighs]
- Elisa Maza: The most romantic city in the world, and Goliath's isn't awake to enjoy it.
- Goliath: Angela dwells on her parentage too much. I'd rather keep her away from Demona.
- Elisa Maza: I can sympathsize but...
- Goliath: [Interrupting] Good!
- [to Angela]
- Goliath: Demona has a grudge against Elisa. I want you to stay here and protect her.
- Elisa Maza: WHAT?
- [realizing what Goliath doing]
- Elisa Maza: ... Please Angela, I'd- I would feel safer.
- Angela: All right. I'll stay.
- Thailog: "Nightstone Unlimited." I like the sound of it.
- Demona: The millions you stole from Xanatos and the treasure I've hoarded over the millenia are now incorporated. The partners are: Madmoiselle Dominique Destine, the mystery woman who is nowhere to be seen after dark, and Mr. Alexander Thailog, the reclusive financial wizard no one ever sees.
- Priest: My children, love can be a fragile thing. But it can also be a sanctuary. A safe haven for two hearts to grow up, and grow old together. Congratulations. You may kiss the bride.
- MacBeth: Dominque there are things about me that you do not know. Where to begin?
- Demona: Well if we are going to bare our souls, why don't I go first?
- [Sunsets, she starts turning into a gargoyle]
- MacBeth: [in a pained voice] What's happening to you? The pain!
- Demona: When we're this close together, Mon Cheri. We feel each other's pain. It's part of a magical pact we avowed long ago!