"This is something new." "This is something completely bonkers. Are we— Why is everyone talking like they just came from Pride and Prejudice?"

New face. I had the old one for 6,000 years. I just thought it was time for a change.

"Ah, you startled me." "Is that good?" "I just didn't see you coming." "Right."

Unforgivable. That's what I am.

Aziraphale, what are you? Crowley's emotional support angel? The softest touch. The one who went native. Do you need more big human meals, Aziraphale? Shall we send up the sushi?

You hear me, Crowley? You're doomed! Whatever happens, doomed!

"Oh God. Where was I?" "'Avaunt.'" "Yes, yes. Avaunt, foul demon! In the name of the Almighty, I command thee, BEGONE!" "No." "No?"

Even if I wanted to help, I couldn’t. I can't interfere with the divine plan.

Come up with something or... or I'll never talk to you again!

There... There's been prophecies.

Oi

According to what I'm hearing, on a grapevine that obviously doesn't exist, upstairs is seriously troubled about Gabriel's disappearance. I'm hearing that anybody they find involved in this affair will be dealt with.

Excuse me! Oi!

“Creatures of Hell, you have heard the evidence against the demon known as Crowley. What is your verdict?” “Guilty! Guilty! Guilty!”

Absolutely tickety-boo.

Oh no, I can’t do that. We’re all meant to stay at home. I put up the closed sign on the window and I’ve been catching up on my reading. Do you know, I’ve never had so few customers, not in 200 years.

Love to.

I've been thinking... about Crowley.

But if anything goes wrong, can we agree that we break your... one miracle limit? Neither of us wants the paperwork, do we?

Now, I don't do anything kinky except by prior arrangement. And my knees... aren't what they were. Also, if it's strict discipline you'll be wanting, you'd better tell me now cos it can take me half an hour to squeeze into the leather pinny.

I-I-I'm afraid I hadn't actually prepared to step into the transportation portal, you see. And the body... discorporated.

What a day. You smashed my whiskey, the heating's knackered, and the girls won't go on stage because it's so bleeding cold. And to top it all off, tonight's magician has just been arrested as a deserter. I'm fu—

Did you miss me? I bet you did.

I'm really sorry. It burned down.

Something's happening. Something's wrong.

Oh, no, you wouldn’t. You wouldn't dare, you... You snake!

The one the young lady with the bicycle left behind. The Nice and Accurate Prophecies of—

“I'm here spreading foment.” “What is that, some kind of porridge?"

No. Meet me over the road from the bookshop. I'll be in Give Me Coffee or Give Me Death. Over the road.

I haven't always been a demon, and they never change their passwords.

Yeah, yeah, I thought... You know, I could hunker down at your place. Slither over and watch you eat cake. I could bring a bottle, a case, of something drinkable.

One thing I'm not clear on. Is that the Ineffable Plan?

I forgive you.

Yeah, yeah, I thought... You know, I could hunker down at your place. Slither over and watch you eat cake. I could bring a bottle, a case, of something drinkable.

She wrote books. Novels.

I'm afraid I have no idea what you are talking about. Nor where this angel Gabriel, who I've never heard of, might be.

Without a body? That's ridiculous.

Downstairs. Do they know you're checking in with me?

They told me to come back and tell you to send out the angel.

OK, I know, you're testing them. You said you were going to be testing them. But you shouldn't test them to destruction. Not to the end of the world.

“We can do something. I have an idea.” “No! I am not interested.” “Well, let's have lunch. Hmm?”

I gave it away! There are vicious animals. It's going to be cold out there, and she's expecting already, and I said, ‘Here you go, flaming sword, don't thank me, and don't let the sun go down on you here.’ I do hope I didn't do the wrong thing.

Right, I'm gonna formally declare this meeting of the Whickber Street shopkeepers, thingamy over. I think it'd be best if you headed back to your shops as fast as possible and, well, forget as much of this as you can.

What a day. You smashed my whiskey, the heating's knackered, and the girls won't go on stage because it's so bleeding cold. And to top it all off, tonight's magician has just been arrested as a deserter. I'm fu—

Oh, I mean, this is balderdash.

You! You're late.

Ah. The theater. Bravo! Sophocles, Shakespeare.

You've disappointed me. Oh, dear. Oh, dear.

You're being promoted. You get to come home.

I should have known. Of course. These people are working for you.