Angel, Season 1

Rebecca:
Angel?

Angelus:
Oh, what's the matter? Look a little nervous.

Rebecca:
You, you're...

Angelus:
Free! [Picks up his drink and drains it.] You freed me. Mmm. [Sticks a finger in the glass and licks the last of it off his finger.] Oh, God. I love this stuff! Wow! [Breaks the glass on a ceiling beam.] Remind me to get the name of your dealer before I kill you.

Rebecca:
Kill me?

[Angel twirls the broken glass in his hand.]

Angelus:
In all my years, I've never killed a famous person before. But with no witnesses who's gonna believe me? Maybe we can take a picture. I know! We do it like we did back in the day. I'll keep your head on a stick as proof.

Rebecca:
My head on a stick?

Angelus:
Well okay... [throws the glass over his shoulder and listens to it break]... pike.

Rebecca:
You're just trying to scare me.

Angelus:
Is it working?

Rebecca:
No.

[Angelus tosses her across the room and she lands on the stairs to the sewer entrance.]

Angelus:
How about now?

Rebecca:
You're crazy.

Angelus:
Oh, no. I'm a vampire. Boy, you know, you could stand to drop a few pounds. Hey, I help you with that.

Rebecca:
This isn't you.

Angelus:
They always mistake me for the character I play. They never see the real me!

Rebecca:
I'm... I just wanted to...

Angelus:
Be like me? Believe me, I'm one happy fellow. Tell you what, I'll torture you for a few unbelievably long hours and then you can tell me if this is the lifestyle for you. It's up to you.