Angel: Helena, my purpose in coming here was to get you out as well.

Helena: It’s all frozen; I can’t go up.

Angel: Not a problem for a servant of God. Shall we?

Helena: In that case…it would be my pleasure.

Devil: I’m leaving as well.

They’ll need us all on duty to get the furnaces running again.

Helena: This ties up all the loose ends very nicely…

Angel: Deus ex machinas have a way of doing that.