Constantine: City of Demons (2018–…): Season 1, Episode 1 - Episode #1.1 - full transcript
Continuing the events of the 2014-2015 series, John Constantine chases a murderous corpse and runs into an old acquaintance with hidden motives.
You had an affair,
and now she's pregnant?
That's great news. I'm so happy...
Queen of angels.
Last time I ever drink like that.
Yeah, right.
Tell us another one, John.
Jesus!
I must be still dreaming.
No, definitely not dreaming.
What are you?
We're you, Johnny.
Like hell you are.
"Materialized psychisms,"
Jung called us.
Projections from the unconscious.
Your own inner demons
given physical form.
Oh, that's not good.
And the only way I'm going to stop
you nasty little buggers
is to take you back.
Something opened a door between
my conscious and unconscious mind
and let them out.
That's never happened before.
Christ. We don't want any!
- Open the bloody door, John.
- Chas?
Maybe this isn't a good time.
It's never a good time, mate.
- You look like shit.
- Oh, thanks, mate.
And how have you been this past,
what is it, nine years? Ten?
Since you spewed up all over
Renee's auntie at the wedding.
Ah, she took it well, I thought.
The auntie, not Renee.
So, you two lived
happily ever after, eh?
Not exactly.
We've been separated for seven months.
Who did you shag then, knob-head?
Nobody.
If it was as simple as that,
maybe we could've...
Could've what?
Ah, I don't know.
We were happy, we really were.
In the past few years,
I've been in a kind of dark place.
Pushing Renee away.
Drinking myself sick.
I, uh...
You what?
I thought I was past it, John.
After all this time.
I thought I was past it.
Why are you here, Chas?
It's not for marital advice,
and it's not 'cause you've
missed me all these years.
That's for sure.
Maybe I have.
You were my best mate, John.
Since we were 10 years old.
Why are you here?
Since Renee kicked me out,
it's like my whole world's gone dark.
Only decent thing I've been able
to hold on to is my little girl.
- You have a kid?
- She's eight years old.
I sent you a bloody announcement
when she was born.
Hmm, must've missed that one.
Tricia is... She's the
only light in my world.
The only hope, and, uh...
What?
She's in a coma.
Doctors haven't a clue what
caused it or how to cure it.
But I've spent enough time around you
to smell the stink of dark magic.
It's convenient to pin our troubles
on some devil lurking
in the shadows, Chas.
But sometimes shitty things
happen because
that's just the way the world is.
Just come have a look at her.
That's all I'm asking.
and now she's pregnant?
That's great news. I'm so happy...
Queen of angels.
Last time I ever drink like that.
Yeah, right.
Tell us another one, John.
Jesus!
I must be still dreaming.
No, definitely not dreaming.
What are you?
We're you, Johnny.
Like hell you are.
"Materialized psychisms,"
Jung called us.
Projections from the unconscious.
Your own inner demons
given physical form.
Oh, that's not good.
And the only way I'm going to stop
you nasty little buggers
is to take you back.
Something opened a door between
my conscious and unconscious mind
and let them out.
That's never happened before.
Christ. We don't want any!
- Open the bloody door, John.
- Chas?
Maybe this isn't a good time.
It's never a good time, mate.
- You look like shit.
- Oh, thanks, mate.
And how have you been this past,
what is it, nine years? Ten?
Since you spewed up all over
Renee's auntie at the wedding.
Ah, she took it well, I thought.
The auntie, not Renee.
So, you two lived
happily ever after, eh?
Not exactly.
We've been separated for seven months.
Who did you shag then, knob-head?
Nobody.
If it was as simple as that,
maybe we could've...
Could've what?
Ah, I don't know.
We were happy, we really were.
In the past few years,
I've been in a kind of dark place.
Pushing Renee away.
Drinking myself sick.
I, uh...
You what?
I thought I was past it, John.
After all this time.
I thought I was past it.
Why are you here, Chas?
It's not for marital advice,
and it's not 'cause you've
missed me all these years.
That's for sure.
Maybe I have.
You were my best mate, John.
Since we were 10 years old.
Why are you here?
Since Renee kicked me out,
it's like my whole world's gone dark.
Only decent thing I've been able
to hold on to is my little girl.
- You have a kid?
- She's eight years old.
I sent you a bloody announcement
when she was born.
Hmm, must've missed that one.
Tricia is... She's the
only light in my world.
The only hope, and, uh...
What?
She's in a coma.
Doctors haven't a clue what
caused it or how to cure it.
But I've spent enough time around you
to smell the stink of dark magic.
It's convenient to pin our troubles
on some devil lurking
in the shadows, Chas.
But sometimes shitty things
happen because
that's just the way the world is.
Just come have a look at her.
That's all I'm asking.