Your Pretty Face Is Going to Hell2013

[Each demon try to challenge people for a golden fiddle for their soul]

Gary Bunda:
Scoot over, you dirty roofers, 'cause I'm the best that's ever been at roofing.

Dizzay:
And I'll bet you a fiddle of gold against your soul that I'm better than you at tennis.

Troy:
I'm the best that's ever been at tequila drinking.

Benji:
I bet I can make love to your son, and I'm the best that's ever been.

Troy:
[to Toad] I'll beat your ass at bar trivia!

Toad:
[to Troy] I would beg to differ.

Dizzay:
[to Tennis Player] Well, I'm good, but I'm not, like a pro or nothing.

Tennis Player:
[to Dizzay] You just said you're the best that's ever been.

Benji:
[to Dad] Bottom line, can I make love to your son?

Dizzay:
[to Tennis Player] Just one game. Come on, man!

Dad:
[to Benji] I'm calling the police.

Benji:
[to Dad] But I'm the best that's ever been!

Dad:
GET OUT OF HERE!

[Gary almost fallen off the roof]

Gary Bunda:
[screaming] Oh, my god! Oh, my god, am I safe? Am I safe?