Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Season 2

Spike:
[as Angel viciously scrubs his face] You might want to let up. They say when you've drawn blood, you've exfoliated.

Angelus:
What do you know about it? I'm the one who was friggin' violated. You didn't have this thing in you.

Drusilla:
What was it? A demon?

Angelus:
[still washing his face] Love!

Drusilla:
Poor Angel.

Angelus:
[grabbing Drusilla] Let's get out of here. I need a really vile kill before sun-up to wipe this crap out of my system.

Drusilla:
Of course. We'll find you a nice toddler. [to Spike] Want to come, pet?

Angelus:
No can do, Dru. I'm sure he'd be hell on wheels, but we don't have much time. Gotta travel light. [grabs Spike and gets in his face] Sorry. Try to have fun without me.

[Angelus and Drusilla leave]

Spike:
Oh, I will. [stands and kicks away the wheelchair] Sooner than you think.