Joan : You didn't kill her. She isn't gone.

[last lines] 
Joan : Hey hey - no no - you're all right... hey, hey: Charlie. You're all right now.
Peter : Who am I?
Joan : You are Paimon. One of the eight Kings of Hell. We have looked to the northwest and called you in. We've corrected your first body and give you now this healthy male host. We reject the Trinity and pray devoutly to you, great Paimon: give us your knowledge of all secret things and all mysteries of the Earth; bring us honor, wealth and good familiars; and bind all men to our Will, as we have bound ourselves for now and ever to Yours.
[she bows] 
Joan : Hail Paimon!
Worshippers : Hail Paimon!
Joan , Worshippers : Hail Paimon! Hail!
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