the time has come at last to collect your soul.
hello, john.
you're the one show i wouldn't miss.
i didn't think you'd make the same mistake twice. john looks up at him.
you didn't, did you?
and why would that matter to you?
i know.
your point?
well, boys will be boys.
this is another one of your cons.
gabriel? gabriel looks up -- spots him in the room. gabriel reacts -- pulls the spear toward her with all his might -- but satan is faster -- angela vanishes and gabriel has now pierced dead air. satan holds angela tight -- covering her mouth like john did. she struggles and the demon inside appears -- reflected in the huge chunks of tank glass scattered on the floor. hideous. the real mammon.
say goodbye to the sun -- both of you. mammon shrieks and gabriel's beautiful wings ignite in
so.  what do you want? an extension? john shakes his head, can barely utter a sound.
what about her?
you would give up your life so she could go to heaven? john manages a nod.
fine. it's done.
time to go.
the sacrifice!! no!!!! this one
you will live, john constantine, you will live so you'll have the chance to prove that your soul truly belongs in hell. you will live! satan eagerly plunges his blazing hands into john's body -- john screams in agony. satan tears through his tissue -- collecting the cancer, then ripping out a mass of diseased tissue with one vengeful pull. john's final blood-curdling scream echoes over --