Angel, Season 4

Beastmaster:
Destruction sometimes is its own reward.

Angelus:
Hey, man, you're preaching to the guy who ate the choir. Wait, it was you, wasn't it? You pulled just the wrong strings to make them think it was their idea. Got 'em to yank that white, fluffy soul, and stuff it in a jar, and then gone, baby, gone.

Beastmaster:
Couldn't risk them putting it back in you. I have wonderful plans for you, my sweet boy.

Angelus:
Um, yeah, but the thing is, as far as plans go, I make my own. So, you know, thanks for stopping by my head.

Beastmaster:
You would dare to defy me?

Angelus:
Defy who? A big scary voice? Whoa! Hey, I got one of those, too. You wanna hear it? [cups his hands over his mouth] You can kiss my vampire ass! [talking normal again] That do anything for ya?