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.