God:
Hey Gabe. Come and have a look at this.
Gabriel: Holy shit! What the fuck are they?
God: Men. I call them men. Great, aren't they?
Gabriel: Listen, big man, I know you like a laugh and all that but, you know, this is just wrong.
God: Lighten up, Gabe. It'll be a giggle. Look at them, they're funny as fuck.
Gabriel: What's that they're all doing down there?
God: I'm not sure yet. I gave them free will.
Gabriel: You what? Aah, for fuck's sake, big man.
God: Chill out, Gabe. It'll be okay. I'm sending my boy down to talk to them later and sort it all out. He's a nice kid, they’ll listen to him.
Gabriel: C'mon, big man. Look what happened when you sent him over to the Elysian Fields. I still dream about those poor fuckin' sheep.
God: No sheep this time, Gabe. Just wood. He's going down as a carpenter. He'll be alright once he's down there. Besides, he's only going to talk to them. What can go wrong?
Gabriel: I don't know, but I've got a fuck of a bad feeling about this free will business.
Musashi.