Hérna er eitt frábært sem kom út úr snillingnum Spike: Spike horfir á Angel þar sem hann var að bjarga konu úr háska, og talsetur atburðinn á sinn eigin máta: Spike: How can I thank you, you mysterious black-clad-hunk-of-a-knight-thing? — No need, little lady. Your tears of gratitude are enough for me. You see, I was once a bad-ass vampire. But love, and a pesky curse, defanged me. And now, I'm just a big fluffy puppy with bad teeth. No! Not the hair! Never the hair. — But there must be some...