"Don't bother with the silver bullets. That can't be true."
"You don't believe in the curse of the werewolf?"
"I don't know, but I've never seen a monster that shrugged off having its heart blown up just because the pellets were tungsten. And leave your Bible. "
"Oh, you don't believe in Christ now?"
"I believe in not pissing him off because you dropped his book in the swamp because you were fumbling for your gun."
"Fine. But I'm taking the wolfsbane and the silver bullets."
“Well, good luck.”
“You believe in luck?”