- [Strange wonders what sort of texts Heironymous St John's shop sells. To Morse's amazement, Lewis shows off his newly-acquired knowledge of the Occult]
- Detective Sergeant Lewis: [glibly] Oh, exegeses on ancient grimoires, I should think, sir.
- [Morse wonders whether Dr Martin would have killed Barrie if the police hadn't intervened. She holds up a ring which belonged to one of his other rape victims]
- Dr. Esther Martin: When you find the owner of this ring, tell her what I did. You'll find the answer to your question there.
- Dr. Esther Martin: I really did try to understand Barrie. But... being so near him in the hospital, all that time... I thought I'd go mad. Perhaps I did. Because at some point, I'd decided to kill him.
- Chief Inspector Morse: And Barrie himself provided the method, with his obsession about betrayal?
- Dr. Esther Martin: Yes. When I told him about the dreams, he said if I was really Ashtoreth's medium, I could tell him who betrayed him. So, I described my own ordeal, and I told him he'd been betrayed by the other man. Then he said if I was Ashtoreth's medium, I could get him out of the hospital. So, I began to see a way that I could pay them both back. It was as thought we were locked together in some absurd game, each driven by our own hatred. The rest you know, Chief Inspector.
- [Sergeant Brenner brags about his undercover abilities]
- Sergeant Brenner: I, personally, can be buried in a hole in the ground for up to three days.
- Detective Sergeant Lewis: [Speaking of Barrie] How can someone so bright believe in all that stuff?
- Canon Humphrey Appleton: I believe in an historical figure who made the lame walk and the blind see, and who raised himself up from the dead, or don't you believe that, Sergeant?
- Chief Inspector Morse: We're about to enter the Third Millennium, Canon.
- Canon Humphrey Appleton: Yes, but the occult will always be with us, Chief Inspector. It reflects a part of our nature.
- John Peter Barrie: [Contemptuously to the Canon as he plays the church organ] You play like a man with ten thumbs, Priest!
- John Peter Barrie: [Contemptuously from the shadows to the Canon] Did I frighten you, Shaman? It's only a shadow, you fat fool. A parlor trick!