In the Underworld 2: The All-knowing Mirror

Death laughed so loudly almost as if he could read Carlos very well enough to know that he was lying. But he did not say that to his face… 

Carlos is someone that Death himself did not want to or even dare to face. Sighing, he grabbed Fate's thin waist closer that she squirmed beneath him. 

Then he stared at Carlos and said…

"Getting these tickets isn't as easy as me reaping my next batch of souls, even for you, my Lord."

Carlos knew that there is a condition attached to every decision he makes so he agreed right away.

"I know that the conditions to get these tickets aren't simple so just tell me."

Death chuckled softly, he bent a little and planted a soft kiss on Fate's nape. He ignored Carlos' flashing gaze. 

"I and the grim reaper always work hand in hand to reap souls… I create an opening, and the grim reaper takes the life. So I have been thinking, since I'm occupied with work—"