not to be too delulu in these trying times but I really like how Crowley is perfectly positioned to be humanity/earth’s sole Guardian Something for the upcoming second coming/armageddon attempt. Crowley who we saw repeatedly protecting, herding, and caring for humans all season in both the past & present. Crowley, the gardener, who spoke our galaxy into existence, who won’t even kill goats, who knows that ducks like peas and they’re good for them too.
That nightingale line is ingrained in my brain atm
⚠️ Spoilers for the finale ⚠️
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“That’s the point. No nightingales.”
DO YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT THIS MEANS???
Both Crowley and Aziraphale were fully aware that “A Nightingale Sang in Berkley Square” was playing while they were at the Ritz
That song holds enough significance for them that Crowley will bring it up in this conversation knowing that Aziraphale will understand what he’s saying
They were aware that there was a nightingale singing when they were at the Ritz
They understand the significance of the nightingale in the song and therefore the significance of the actual nightingale and what that represents in their relationship
What Crowley is effectively saying here is “Remember when we were dining at the Ritz? And the song playing in the back was a song about a nightingale singing in Berkley Square while two angels fall in love while dining at the Ritz? And remember that there was an actual nightingale singing in the square when we were there? Well, there aren’t any nightingales here.”
I’m going to cry
It’s their song and they both know that it’s their song!
Extra point: A Nightingale Sang in Berkley Square played as soon as Crowley got in the car, and he was hoping he and Aziraphale would spend some alone time at the Ritz, so did Crowley have it set up to play on the way there???
i can’t believe nobody’s talking about ineffable bureaucracy after they ended each meeting with “and now we never need to meet again”, fought for each other against all odds, and had a song that was the only thing gabriel could remember of his old life without being in terrible pain. archangel fucking gabriel, “his royal smugness”, the most stuck-up of angels, was ready to fall and become a demon if it meant he didn’t have to break his deal with beezlebub. and beezlebub, the terrifying and untouchable lord of hell, being so afraid for gabriel that they didn’t even punish this random demon for asking if they’re okay. and don’t even get me started about the way they looked at each other.
