I don't like her. She's too energetic. She gives Hallows Eve a bad name. Halloween. Yeah, "ween" like it's for little children. IT's not forlittelchildren. It is a celebration of darkness.  Fear. Mayhem! (Say this as his younger think mid30s self)

Don't make me out to be some washed up old bag of bones, child. I am far older, and far wiser. (He is younger in first half and from this point his voice is now an angry old man's like a powerful god)I am stronger than you ever will be. There is no one who knows your name and everyone who knows MINE. Remember that. You are a blip. A moment. Something that if I so much as blink, you will dissapear. I am infinite. You are just a passing memory. No one but that boy Ethan can see you after all, am I correct? (Laughs victoriously at Patience's beaten expression) I am right aren't I? Oh this is rich. You plan to "take" me on when the only belief you have on your side is that of a college drop out? He's all washed up and so you will be when I'm finished with you. 

Oh Dia, I don't know what I'm doing. Life is so boring. I want to make them scream. But then she comes along and throws CANDY at them. CANDY. I remember when All Hallows Eve was a time of shadows. This is a joke. Commercialism. There's no joy in scaring people who run around WANTING to be scared.