Dante: Why, God? Why are you doing this?

Virgil: It is not the Lord that brought you to this fate, Dante.

Dante: What are you, shade or living man?

Virgil: Not man, though once I was. I lived under Augustus in the time of the false and lying gods.

Dante: Are you not Virgil, glory of the poets, he who wrote the Aeneid, the treasure of Rome?

Virgil: Why do you seek such woe, Dante?

Dante: I seek only my beloved Beatrice and nothing more, but I cannot open these accursed gates!

Virgil: Have you lost all faith in God, O man? Has the way been so obscured?
Dante: Tell me of your life on Earth, great poet. I know your deeds, but not the man you were.

Virgil: Publius Vergilius Maro was my name. I was the son of a commoner. And though I died more than a dozen years before the birth of Christ, I foretold his coming in my works.
Lucifer: Even the purist souls can be corrupted. Dante is not the man you once knew.

Beatrice: You did this to him. You corrupted his heart.

Lucifer: I've had no need to influence humanity for many millennium my dear. I simply introduced sin. Man is the one who has spread it like a disease; cultivating it, empowering it.

Beatrice: It is not our fault, none of it. Man is good.

Lucifer: No, you don't understand. The earth is another form of hell, and men are its demons.
Dante: We were together neither in hell nor in paradise, neither damned nor saved, I did not die, and I did not live.
Lucifer: [Lucifer's voice heard taunting Dante in shifting mirror section of gluttony] . I never laid a finger on her, it was all you Dante.

Lucifer: She must have been so... frightened.

Lucifer: She didn't deserve it, her blood's on your hands friend.

Lucifer: She screamed, but nobody came.
Dante: Another beast I must slay?

Virgil: No Dante, Geryon is our passage to the eightth circle.

Dante: [Enters what apparently is Geryon's vagina]

Virgil: Climb inside, and be wary, it bites.