Angel, Season 4

Wesley:
All right, f-fine. You loved her first.

Mantis Demon:
Before your kind was, my kind loved her. Stood stone on stone, built the temple. Always making ready. Ohh... But she came here.

Wesley:
She? Jasmine?

Mantis Demon:
Eh?

Wesley:
Jasmine. That's what we call her. The... superior being that-that you loved first.

Mantis Demon:
Pfah! You name her. Filthy little mice! She is the devourer... the song... the peace... the whole... and you try to name her. Work to do. [walks away, then snaps his head back to Wesley] We loved her first!

[Wesley watches the demon go back to work. It crawls up the wall and grabs a torch. Wesley stares at the bloody guts that splatted in front of him.]

Wesley:
And how does your kind define love?

Mantis Demon:
Same as all bodies. Same as everywheres. Love is sacrifice.