Tandy: Do you think we can do it?
Tyrone: What’s that?
Tandy: Be good … be heroes … be divine impaired in other places?
Tyrone: Let me answer that question with another question.
Tandy: And what question is that?
Tyrone: Waffles or pancakes?
[They stare at each other and smile]
Tandy: Waffles, duh.
[Tyrone offers his hand and Tandy interlocks her fingers with his]

Evita: First, we look at the past.
[Evita deals out the cards]
Evita: Ancient Loa made rare allowing responsible mortals into their ranks.
[She deals more cards]
Evita: It seems some force has been given all the power with none of the responsibility.
Tandy: That would be Andre.
Evita: Despair. That’s all I see in his future.

Tandy: The light can’t be good for the migraine.
[Tandy throws out daggers and hits Melissa, Mikayla and Mina]
Andre: You missed!
Tandy: I wasn’t aiming for you.
[Mina, Mikayla and Melissa go back to normal]
Tyrone: How did you know it was going to work?
Tandy: A wise man once told me they’re made of hope.
[Tandy dishes out a large light ball]

Back in the day when we used to play the clubs, you never knew who would walk in the door and jam with you. Ms. Bowen and Mr. Johnson, I appreciate your enthusiasm and your effort to make your way here, but ain’t no geek off the street can just jump in and jam with me anymore.

Andre

Adina: Are you in trouble? You need to be laying low, Tyrone. People are looking…
Tyrone: Mom, stop, I’m fine! I can take care of myself.
Adina: I know that you can, Tyrone. I know that. It’s not you I worry about, it’s everyone else.

Lia: There were people on the river last night. They watched you jump.
Andre: When you lose what you love, the whole world seems empty.
Lia: You lost someone?
Andre: The love of my life: my music. It was my whole world, before I started getting these migraines!

Tyrone: Tandy, what do we do?
Andre: Nothing. There’s nothing you can do. Pretty soon there will be nothing that no one can do.
Tandy: What do you want?
Andre: An audience. One big enough that I can draw enough of their despair so I can hit a blue note.
Tyrone: What’s a blue note?
Andre: It’s what separates a man from a god.
[Tyrone turns to Tandy]
Tyrone: You didn’t tell me he was insane.

Mayhem: You think you know so much? You’re so worldly and wise? People like Lia … and Andre … like Connors. Yeah, they’ve had bad s*** happen to them, but that does not justify the bad s*** they do to others. Period.
Tandy: It is not that simple.
Mayhem: Yes, it is. Now move.
[Mayhem raises her gun to Tandy]
Tandy: No.
Mayhem: I’m not gonna say it again. Move!
Tandy: No!
[Tandy raises her dagger]

Tyrone: You’re really good at this.
Tandy: Damn right! You know, I was never much of a gamer, but I’m starting to think that I missed my calling.

Tandy: Why did you come to that motel to try and save me?
Tyrone: Because I couldn’t imagine my life without you.
Tandy: I did. Andre ... he made me see you dying in front of me. And the one person in the whole world who understood me was gone and it was my fault.
Tyrone: He messed with my head too. He made me feel like you never cared about me, like it was all just an act.
Tandy: Maybe you’re right. Maybe it is better to ignore everything? All I know is I’d rather fight a hundred times with you than without you. So if you’re staying here, so am I.

Baron Samedi: Look!
[A bouquet appears in the glass shelf]
Tyrone: Hey, what is that?
Baron Samedi: A wedding bouquet. And you, my boy, are the bride’s price. A life for a life. A bouquet for the cloak.
Tyrone: But I ... I don’t understand.
Baron Samedi: Time for you two to scat and take your friends with you. The missus likes a clean house.
[He snaps his fingers and they teleport away]

Mayhem: Jesus, you chewed these things to shreds. Anxious about something?
Brigid: What color is that?
Mayhem: “Poison.”
[Brigid gives a confused expression]
Mayhem: Literally, that’s the name. I have a brand.

Cloak and Dagger Quotes

Tandy: Do you think we can do it?
Tyrone: What’s that?
Tandy: Be good … be heroes … be divine impaired in other places?
Tyrone: Let me answer that question with another question.
Tandy: And what question is that?
Tyrone: Waffles or pancakes?
[They stare at each other and smile]
Tandy: Waffles, duh.
[Tyrone offers his hand and Tandy interlocks her fingers with his]

Tandy: Are you trying to kill me?
Tyrone: No! Why would you ask that?!
Tandy: Because you have a gun in your hand.
[Awkward silence]
Tandy: Wait, you’re that kid...from the party. The graveyard. The beach. You shot at me!
Tyrone: That wasn’t meant for you.
Tandy: Then who was it meant for?!