Crowley: Angel! This is the Supreme Archangel of all Heaven, your former boss who tried very hard to cast you into hellfire and destroy you. He's not our friend. Aziraphale: I don't think he really has any friends. Crowley: Exactly. Aziraphale: Yes, exactly. Crowley: What does your exactly mean, exactly? I feel like your exactly and my exactly are different exactlies. Aziraphale: He doesn't have any friends so he needs us. Crowley: What I need is for him is to be nowhere near me and the precious peaceful fragile existence that I have carved out for myself here. Aziraphale: I thought we carved it out for ourselves. Crowley: So did I!
Crowley: Angel! This is the Supreme Archangel of all Heaven, your former boss who tried very hard to cast you into hellfire and destroy you. He's not our friend.
Aziraphale: I don't think he really has any friends.
Crowley: Exactly.
Aziraphale: Yes, exactly.
Crowley: What does your exactly mean, exactly? I feel like your exactly and my exactly are different exactlies.
Aziraphale: He doesn't have any friends so he needs us.
Crowley: What I need is for him is to be nowhere near me and the precious peaceful fragile existence that I have carved out for myself here.
Aziraphale: I thought we carved it out for ourselves.
Crowley: So did I!
Shax: Was it always this easy? Crowley: Easy? Shax: I keep planning complicated strategic strikes to spread misery and panic among the humans and just as I'm about to put one into motion, they come up with something themselves, which is so much worse than anything I could have thought of. Crowley: Yeah, always this easy.
Shax: Was it always this easy?
Crowley: Easy?
Shax: I keep planning complicated strategic strikes to spread misery and panic among the humans and just as I'm about to put one into motion, they come up with something themselves, which is so much worse than anything I could have thought of.
Crowley: Yeah, always this easy.
Aziraphale: I think I may have just started a war. Crowley: Oh! Hell will love that.
Aziraphale: I think I may have just started a war.
Crowley: Oh! Hell will love that.
Crowley: Let me tempt you to a spot of lunch? Aziraphale: Temptation accomplished. Hmm... What about the Ritz? I believe a table for two has just miraculously come free.
Crowley: Let me tempt you to a spot of lunch?
Aziraphale: Temptation accomplished. Hmm... What about the Ritz? I believe a table for two has just miraculously come free.
Crowley: You can stay at my place, if you like. Aziraphale: I don't think my side would like that. Crowley: You don't have a side anymore. Neither of us do. We're on our own side.
Crowley: You can stay at my place, if you like.
Aziraphale: I don't think my side would like that.
Crowley: You don't have a side anymore. Neither of us do. We're on our own side.
Aziraphale: It's all worked out for the best, though. Just imagine how awful it might have been if we'd been at all competent. Crowley: Point taken.
Aziraphale: It's all worked out for the best, though. Just imagine how awful it might have been if we'd been at all competent.
Crowley: Point taken.
Gabriel: God does not play games with the universe. Crowley: Where have you been?
Gabriel: God does not play games with the universe.
Crowley: Where have you been?
Aziraphale: We are here to lick some serious butt. Crowley: "Kick", Aziraphale. It's "kick butt". For Heaven's sake. Oh! I can't believe I just said that.
Aziraphale: We are here to lick some serious butt.
Crowley: "Kick", Aziraphale. It's "kick butt". For Heaven's sake. Oh! I can't believe I just said that.
Aziraphale: You can't leave, Crowley. There isn't anywhere to go. Crowley: It's a big universe. Even if this all ends up in a puddle of burning goo, we can go off together. Aziraphale: Go off together? Listen to yourself. Crowley: How long have we been friends? Six thousand years! Aziraphale: Friends? We're not friends. We are an angel and a demon. We have nothing whatsoever in common. I don't even like you. Crowley: You do.
Aziraphale: You can't leave, Crowley. There isn't anywhere to go.
Crowley: It's a big universe. Even if this all ends up in a puddle of burning goo, we can go off together.
Aziraphale: Go off together? Listen to yourself.
Crowley: How long have we been friends? Six thousand years!
Aziraphale: Friends? We're not friends. We are an angel and a demon. We have nothing whatsoever in common. I don't even like you.
Crowley: You do.
Na*zi spy: Mr Anthony J. Crowley. Your fame precedes you. Aziraphale: Anthony? Crowley: You don't like it? Aziraphale: No, no, I didn't say that. I'll get used to it. What does the "J" stand for? Crowley: It's just a "J", really.
Na*zi spy: Mr Anthony J. Crowley. Your fame precedes you.
Aziraphale: Anthony?
Crowley: You don't like it?
Aziraphale: No, no, I didn't say that. I'll get used to it. What does the "J" stand for?
Crowley: It's just a "J", really.
Crowley: If it all goes wrong, I want insurance. Aziraphale: What? Crowley: I wrote it down. Walls have ears. Well, not walls. Trees have ears. Ducks have ears. Do ducks have ears? Must do. That's how they hear other ducks.
Crowley: If it all goes wrong, I want insurance.
Aziraphale: What?
Crowley: I wrote it down. Walls have ears. Well, not walls. Trees have ears. Ducks have ears. Do ducks have ears? Must do. That's how they hear other ducks.
Crowley (to Aziraphale): Age does not wither, nor custom stale his infinite variety. Shakespeare: Mmm! Yeah, I like that.
Crowley (to Aziraphale): Age does not wither, nor custom stale his infinite variety.
Shakespeare: Mmm! Yeah, I like that.
Aziraphale: We may have both started off as angels, but you are fallen. Crowley: I didn't really fall. I just, you know... sauntered vaguely downwards.
Aziraphale: We may have both started off as angels, but you are fallen.
Crowley: I didn't really fall. I just, you know... sauntered vaguely downwards.
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