Spike: [as Rachel] How can I thank you, you mysterious black-clad hunk of a night thing?

Spike: [as Angel] No need, little lady, your tears of gratitude are enough for me. You see, I was once a... more

Angel: Nothing in the world is the way it ought to be. It’s harsh and cruel. But that’s why there’s us – champions. Doesn’t matter where we came from…what we’ve done, or suffered, or... more

Actually, I'm feeling superior because I have an arrow pointed at your jugular. And the irony of using a phallic shaped weapon? Not lost on me.