Johnson: Uh oh. I was afraid of this.
Garcia: What? Why is it suddenly getting dark?
Johnson: This isn't ordinary darkness! If you stay in it too long, it'll suck the life out of you! Quick! Use the Lightshot on the goat head! You can't stay in the Darkness like this. It eats away the flesh of mortals!
Garcia: How did you know shooting a goat would banish the Darkness?
Johnson: How did you not know? Some Demon Hunter, I say.
Garcia: Just warn me if I have to fuck a horse to unlock a door. Paula? Is that you? I can't see for shit.
Johnson: If only there were some way to shed light on the situation.
Garcia: Don't mock me, bitch.
Johnson: Just use the Lightshot on that lamp. Sorry. Themselves. It's what's for dinner!
Garcia: Chingada madre, not again!
Johnson: And this time, there's no goat to save us! Quick, the door! Run through the door! Huh...much better. No Darkness, and dare I say it? No demons. Nice one, G. Are you sure you need a tour guide? There's the goat head! Out the window!
Garcia: I was with her when she picked out that lingerie.
Johnson: You? In a Chicktoria's Secret?
Garcia: Are you fucking kidding me?
Johnson: Keep running! There's no way to disperse Darkness this thick. More darkness dead ahead. At least we're standing on the bright side of things this time.
Garcia: If you can call this bright.
Johnson: I hear bleating! Better check your goat-dar.
Garcia: What the fuck is that?
Johnson: Let's go with "big and hopefully dead demon" shall we? Strawberry!
Garcia: A red gem? What does this do?
Johnson: Shh! Keep it down. That's a performance enhancer. Very shady. Very, very illegal!