[He sticks his hands in his pockets.]

You sound like Beelzebub.

[It's not about balance. It's about being the best maybe but Aziraphale and Crowley threw that off and maybe...]

...I don't...like the thought.

[He looks away, eyes narrow.]

It just seems so...poorly managed. The whole idea of Hell. And overcrowded. And just...

[Bad. Wrong. Human beings maybe deserve better but the whole point of the exercise was to make it work and...

He scratches the back of his neck.]

You can't seriously believe that. That people should be allowed to go there.