Prophecy

Simon:
Oh, Gabriel. When was it that you lost your grace?

Thomas Daggett:
Some people lose their faith because Heaven shows them too little. But how many people lose their faith because Heaven showed them too much?

Lucifer:
I can lay you out and fill your mouth with your mother's feces; or, we can talk.

Simon:
Do you believe that you are a part of God's plan?

Thomas Daggett:
That's a complicated question.

Simon:
No it isn't.

Lucifer:
God? God is love. I don't love you.

Gabriel:
I'm an angel. I kill newborns while their mamas watch. I turn cities into salt. And occasionally, when I feel like it, I tear little girls apart. And from now till kingdom come... the only thing you can count on... in your existence... is never understanding why.

Thomas Daggett:
Did you ever notice how in the Bible, when ever God needed to punish someone, or make an example, or whenever God needed a killing, he sent an angel? Did you ever wonder what a creature like that must be like? A whole existence spent praising your God, but always with one wing dipped in blood. Would you ever really want to see an angel?

Catherine:
Go to Hell!

Gabriel:
Heaven. Only Heaven. At least get the zip code right.

Catherine:
It's all the same to you, isn't it?

Gabriel:
No. In Heaven, we believe in love.

Catherine:
What do you love, Gabriel?

Gabriel:
Cracking your skull.

Gabriel:
Jerry, come here. If you were a soul, where would you hide?

Jerry:
The hell away from you.

Gabriel:
This war is mine!

Lucifer:
Your war is arrogance. That makes it evil. And that's mine.

Gabriel:
Lucifer. Sitting in your basement. Sulking about your breakup with the boss. You're nothing.

Lucifer:
Time to come home, Gabriel.

Gabriel:
Study your math, kids. Key to the Universe.

Catherine:
Who are you?

Gabriel:
That's a long story.

Lucifer:
Heaven will become just another Hell, and two Hells is one Hell too many. I can't have that.

Lucifer:
I'm not here to help you little b*tch because I love you or because I care for you, but simply because two hells is one hell too many. And I can't have that.

Thomas Daggett:
If you wanted to prove your side was right, Gabriel, so badly, why didn't you just ask Him? Why didn't you ask God?

Gabriel:
Because He doesn't talk to me anymore.

Lucifer:
Little Tommy Daggett. How I loved listening to your sweet prayers. Then you would hop into bed, afraid that I was hiding under it. And I was!

Gabriel:
It's not here.

Jerry:
Bad news for the war effort.

Gabriel:
SHUT UP!

Lucifer:
Humans... and how I love you talking monkeys for this... know more about war and treachery of the spirit than any angel.

Simon:
I remember the First War. The way the sky burned, the faces of the angles destroyed. I saw a third of Heaven's legion banished and the creation of Hell. I stood with my brothers and watched Lucifer's Fall, but now my brothers are not brothers, and we have come here where we are mortal to steal the Dark Soul, not yet Lucifer's, to serve our Cause. I have always obeyed, but I never thought that War would happen again.

Thomas Daggett:
Years later, of all the Gospels I learnt in Seminary school, a verse from St.-Paul stays with me. It is perhaps the strangest passage in the bible, in which he writes: 'Even now in Heaven there are Angles carrying savage weapons.'

Lucifer:
I was the first angel, loved once above all others...

Lucifer:
But like all true love... one day it withered on the vine...

Gabriel:
Do you know how you got that dent, in your top lip? Way back, before you were born, I told you a secret, then I put my finger there and I said "Shhhhh!"

Lucifer:
Little Tommy Dagget, I would listen to your sweet prayers every night, and you'd jump on your bed afraid I was under there, and I was.

Lucifer:
You know what Hell really is Thomas? It's not lakes of burning oil or chains of ice. It's being removed from God's sight. It's hard to believe... so hard.

Jerry:
Never trust a fallen angel.

Lucifer:
Think, Thomas, think. What is the one thing essential to an angel... the thing that holds his entire being together?

Thomas Daggett:
Faith, faith, faith.

Lucifer:
And what would happen if that faith was tested and an angel, just like you didn't understand? Use that. Use it!

Thomas Daggett:
I have my soul. I have my faith. What do you have, angel?

Lucifer:
I'll leave the light on, Thomas.

Gabriel:
Simon, don't you remember when we fought together? When we threw down the renegades?

Simon:
They wanted to be gods.

Gabriel:
I don't want to be a god. I just want it back to the way it was when He loved us best.