Aziraphale: Are we sure that Sitis wants to give birth four more times?
Michael: Seven more times.
Aziraphale: But she’s already got three children.
Michael: Yeah, but, those ones will be dead. Keep up.
Aziraphale: We’re not bringing the old ones back?
Gabriel: Well, of course not. But we’re giving them new ones.
Aziraphale: I think they quite like the old ones. And if we kill them…
Gabriel: Aziraphale, we are the good guys, okay? We’re not killing anyone. What we’re doing is simply not stopping Hell. What they do is up to them.
Aziraphale: Avaunt, foul demon! In the name of the Almighty, I command thee, BEGONE!
Crowley: No.
Aziraphale: No?
Crowley: No, thank you? See, I have a permit.
Aziraphale: A permit? From whom?
Crowley: From God.
