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Aziraphale: Then… Then you tell me that you want to do this. You look me in the eye and tell me.
Crowley [convincingly]: I want to. I long to destroy the blameless children of blameless Job, just as I destroyed his blameless goats.
Aziraphale [believing Crowley]: Then God forgive you.
[As they are both walking away in different direction a bleating sound is heard. Aziraphale turnes and sees only crows... which proceed to bleat. Crowley watches Aziraphale. Aziraphale and Crowley glance at each other. Aziraphale makes a miracle and the crows turn to goats revealing that Crowley didn't destroy the goats but changed them into crows instead.]
Aziraphale [putting his hands on his hips, cheerily]: Well.