- God: [Reading newspaper] Jesus Christ...
- Jesus: [Appearinf from above the clouds] Yes Sir ?
- God: [Looking to Jesus] It's nothing. It's just an expression they have down there.
- [Taking a sort of walkytalky]
- God: Send me your best angel for a delicate mission.
- [Angel entering. Humming with earphones playing music]
- God: [God clearing his throat while the angel is still humming] Take this Walkman off.
- [Angel still humming and listening to her music]
- God: Please ! Take this Walkman... OFF !
- [Angel putting off her earphones; sighing; putting her hands on God's desk]
- God: Fingers !
- [Angel getting her fingers off God's desk]
- God: Well... I would like you to go down to Earth. I have the feeling that they have spoiled this beautiful and simple thing I've called... love.
- Angel: Yes Sir !
- Jesus: [re-entering] Father why don't you send me ?
- God: Pff... Last time it was a disaster.