Gabriel:
Don't eat that. Trust me.

Izzy:
You're keeping me alive because you don't know DOS?

Rafael:
How many worlds have to be burned, Gabriel, before you're satisfied?

Gabriel:
Just the one. This one. I'm not greedy.

Michael:
And alas, now Gabriel will become what he loathes the most. Human.

Gabriel:
Let's understand each other. I sang the first hymn when the stars were born. And, long ago, I announced to a young woman, Mary, who it was she was expecting. On the other hand, I've turned rivers into blood... kings into cripples... cities into salt. So I don't think that I have to explain myself to you.