Nathaniel Demerest: Step aside, doorman.
Johnny Valentine: Doorman? The name is Valentine. Johnny Valentine. You'd better remember when they ask you how you lost your eye.
Alexandra Amberson: A djinn? A genie?
Wendy: Now hold on a minute. Forget what our culture has made of the Djinn. Forget Barbara Eden. Forget Robin Williams. To the people of ancient Arabia, the Djinn was neither cute not funny. It was something else entirely. It was the face of fear itself.
Alexandra Amberson: Why don't you go to bed? I don't want you to worry.
Shannon Amberson: Can you can the big sister act for one night?
Djinn: Listen to their screams, child, listen to the music of their agony.
Beaumont: My God.
Djinn: Not yet, human. Soon... very soon I will be.
Ed Finney: Does the word dumbass mean anything to you?
The Djinn: Going my way?
The Djinn: I claim that which is owed.
Djinn: Run, insect. Run and tell those you will, what you will. Tell them there is something loose in their city which feeds on wishes. But tell them quickly, while you still have a soul.
Djinn: You wish to know what I am? To you, I am this: The cry of the abandoned child. The whimper of the whipped beast. I am the face that stares back at you from the shadows of your mirror. The hollowness at the heart of all your hopes, Alexandra. I AM despair.
Djinn: My patience wears thin.
Alexandra Amberson: What are you going to do, kill me? Where's your third wish then?
Djinn: I don't need you dead, Alexandra. I just need you to wish you were.
Answer: The Djinn is a demon, it only knows how to hurt people. The wish he offers a person is just a way for the demon to buy the soul of that person, making use of the emotions inside someone to have them wish something. The wish works how the Djinn wants it to work, not what the victim wants it to do, that's irrelevant to him. Yes, he has the powers to give people what they actually want, but he doesn't as he doesn't care about people.
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