Castiel: You know, Michael, I never really liked you. Even when I was just another angel, I thought you were too haughty, too... To paraphrase a friend, you had an entire oak tree shoved up your a$$. But now? I'm looking at you, and I...I just pity you. Because you were never God's favorite. You were just a little part of his story, a tiny part of his story. You weren't even a star. At least Lucifer knew that God can't be trusted. But I guess he was always the smart one.