The Angel section was feeling neglected
Evil Spike so awesome.
I always thought Angel should have kept the ring at the end, I mean you never know when you might need something like that. And he goes and destroys it. tsk tsk.
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RACHEL: Lenny... please... don?t.
LENNY: You think I?m not going to find you, after you humiliated me again?
RACHEL: I didn?t do anything! I swear! I?d never...
LENNY: No! I know what you do. I see. The men, the lies, this is the last time, damn it!
RACHEL: What are you on, Baby? You only get like this when you...
(Lenny hits her.)
RACHEL: What are you going to do? Pulverize me right here? Someone is going to hear me scream.
LENNY: In downtown LA at night? Nobody is going to hear. Nobody who cares. Besides, (He pulls out a revolver and points it at her face) this will all be over fast.
RACHEL: Lenny...please...no!
LENNY: I?m sorry. I just can?t take this anymore.
(Angel grabs him from behind and makes him drop his gun.)
ANGEL: Poor Lenny. The burden of terrorizing your girlfriend too much for you? Lucky for you I can make it stop.
(Lenny grabs a 2x4 and tried to hit Angel. Angel ducks and knocks him out cold.)
ANGEL: Rachel, are you alright?
RACHEL: Is he...
ANGEL: It?s okay. He?s not getting up for a while.
RACHEL: I can?t believe you actually showed up.
ANGEL: Well, that was the deal, right?
(The camera pulls back to reveal Spike watching them from a rooftop above them)
SPIKE: (imitating Rachel) How can I thank you, you mysterious, black-clad hunk of a night thing? (imitating Angel) No need, little lady, your tears of gratitude are enough for me. You see, I was once a badass vampire, but love and a pesky curse defanged me. Now I?m just a big, fluffy puppy with bad teeth.
(Rachel steps closer to Angel, and Angel steps back, warding her off with his hands)
SPIKE: No, not the hair! Never the hair! (high voice) But there must be someway I can show my appreciation. (low voice) No, helping those in need?s my job, and working up a load of sexual tension, and prancing away like a magnificent poof is truly thanks enough! (high voice) I understand. I have a nephew who is gay, so... (low voice) Say no more. Evil?s still afoot! And I?m almost out of that Nancy-boy hair gel that I like so much. Quickly, to the Angel-mobile, away!
SPIKE: Go on with you. Play the big, strapping hero while you can. You have a few surprises coming your way. The ring of Amara, a visit from your old pal Spike, and, oh yeah, your gruesome, horrible death.