Narrator:
Once, in a time before time, God breathed life into the universe.

Wendy:
Now hold on a minute. Forget what our culture has made of the Djinn. Forget Barbara Eden. Forget Robin Williams. To the people of ancient Arabia, the Djinn was neither cute not funny. It was something else entirely. It was the face of fear itself.

Beaumont:
My God!

Djinn:
Not yet, human. Soon... very soon I will be.

Djinn:
Do you have any idea how frustrating it is to have unlimited power, and only be able to use it when some worm asks you for something?

Merritt's Guard:
No, I can't say that I do. I can't say that I give a shit, either.

Djinn:
My patience wears thin.

Djinn:
I don't need you dead, Alexandra. I just need you to wish you were.

Djinn:
Run, insect. Run and tell those you will, what you will. Tell them there is something loose in their city which feeds on wishes. But tell them quickly, while you still have a soul.

Djinn:
That which is eternal cannot die. But if it's any consolation to you, sweet Alex, THAT HURT LIKE HELL!

Djinn:
You wish to know what I am? To you, i am this: The cry of the abandoned child. The whimper of the whipped beast. I am the face that stares back at you from the shadowed mirror. The hollowness at the heart of all your hopes, Alexandra. I am despair.

Djinn:
Listen to their screams, child, listen to the music of their agony.

Djinn:
We have some unfinished business.

Alexandra Amberson:
It's gonna stay unfinished!

Nathaniel Demerest:
Step aside, doorman.

Johnny Valentine:
Doorman? The name is Valentine. Johnny Valentine. You'd better remember when they ask you how you lost your eye!

Djinn:
I claim that which is owed.

Homeless Man:
You left customers in there. That's not a very good way to run a business.

Pharmacist:
Don't you tell me how to run my business, you're a fucking bum!

Homeless Man:
Well, you don't tell me how to run my life! You're a fucking prick! I'll talk to whoever I want to! You don't own this fucking sidewalk!

Pharmacist:
You wanna know something? I do own this fuckin' sidewalk. You wanna know why? Cause I pay fuckin' taxes!

Homeless Man:
Fuck you!

Pharmacist:
No, fuck you!

Homeless Man:
I hope you die, you sack of shit. I hope you die, and I hope you float down the gutter, so I can fuckin' piss on you!

Homeless Man:
You big, bald-headed baboon! Miscomplected afterbirth of a Chinese gang-banger! Educated idiot!