Jessica Priest: It's a little early for Halloween, Simmons.
Spawn: Where you're going, every day's Halloween.
Zack: Relax, mister. I've seen worse faces at the coroner's.
Spawn: Thanks, kid. That makes me feel much better.
Clown: I'm gonna cut you into 50 pieces and mail you to every state.
Spawn: You sent me to Hell, Jason! I'm here to return the favor.
Clown: In the name of the people and things of Hell, I dub thee... Spawn, general of Hell's armies. Arise, Your Crispness! Arise, Duke of Deep-Fried! Sultan of Sizzling! Emir of Ooey-Gooey.