Let me tempt you to a spot of lunch? Temptation accomplished.
— GOOD OMENS (2019)
Thinking about Crowley saying he didn’t mean to fall, he just hung around with the wrong people—and later that he was cast out of heaven for asking questions. I imagine the shock of complaining to the rebellious angels about Gabriel’s idiocy and the Metatron’s uselessness and getting agreement was delicious—he’s finally found an outlet for his frustrations! Nobody wants to admit that something is wrong with heaven! The lack of imagination, humor, decency, creative spark…
And then Gabriel gets wind of it somehow and there they are, cast out and falling, banished to the bottom basement of the world, and he might feel free except he’s not. Nothing’s different—hell’s bitterness is just as destructive as heaven’s coldness, they still want him following orders and asking no questions, and they still don’t care at all what happens to the humans involved.
When Crowley tells Aziraphale “we’re on our side!”, he means, you’re the only one I’ve ever found with a sense of humor. You’re the only one who might want to see the galaxy I built and understand I didn’t have any strategy in mind, I just wanted to make something beautiful. You’re the only one who will indulge my questions at all, even if you’re scared of them. You’re the only one who’ll disobey orders with me occasionally just because they’re stupid. You’re the only one who might understand why a demon would still talk to God when he’s alone, hoping she might be the one who put that unbearable empathy in him—hoping she isn’t like heaven or hell thinks, that she might want questions. (He doesn’t know that Zira has done that too. There’s a lot he still doesn’t know about Zira.)
He means, You’re the only one who might fight for the world with me whether or not we could win.
You’re the only one I’ve ever found like me.
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