Chris Hooker: Why didn't you answer the phone?
Sarah Bailey: It's three in the morning, Chris.
Chris Hooker: Oh. Yeah, I guess that's a good reason... hey, you know, I was thinking we should move in together.
Sarah Bailey: I don't think I'm ready for that level of commitment.
Chris Hooker: Oh. Sarah, I can't stop thinking about you. I can't eat, I can't sleep. I think I love you. I've never loved anyone before... well, except for my mom and this little puppy I had when I was little...

Chris Hooker: You're just jealous!
Nancy Downs: Jealous? Jealous! You don't even exist to me! You don't exist! You are nothing! You are shit! You don't exist. The only way you know how to treat women is by treating them like whores! Well, you're the whore! And this is gonna stop! Do you understand? Hmm?
Chris Hooker: [frightened] I'm sorry.
Nancy Downs: Oh, he's sorry! He's sorry, he's sorry, he's sorry, he's sorry, he's sorry! [shouts] Sorry, me ass! [kills him]

Laura Lizzie: Ow! You're pulling my hair out!
Sarah Bailey: Sorry, I thought I saw a bug. They have shampoo for that, you know.
Laura Lizzie: Stupid bitch.

Nancy Downs: I drink of my sisters, and I take into myself... all the power of Manon.
Sarah Bailey: That's all?

Rochelle: All these songs are by Connie Francis.
Grace Downs: Yeah, isn't that great? Since I was a little girl, I've always wanted in life a jukebox that played nothing but Connie Francis records.
Bonnie: That's great.
Rochelle: Who's Connie Francis?
Grace Downs: Who's Connie Francis? Honey, listen and learn! Connie Francis!

Mr. Bailey: Can I help you?
Chris Hooker: No one can help me.

Sarah Bailey: What's wrong with her?
Rochelle: Her spell's not working.
Bonnie: What spell?
Rochelle: I don't know. She doesn't want to be white trash anymore. I told her, "You're white honey! Just get over it."

Nancy Downs: What's wrong with your scars, Sarah. [cuts her]
Sarah Bailey: No, it's real.
Nancy Downs: Then why are you still bleeding? Run, run like the little coward that you are! She's so pathetic!
Sarah Bailey: Relax... it's only magic. Now who's pathetic?

Bonnie: The almanac says today will bring an arrival or something.
Nancy Downs: Yeah, wonderful. I'm getting a rag.
Bonnie: A new wholeness and with it a new balance, earth, air, fire, water... maybe it's our fourth.
Nancy Downs: We don't need a fourth.

Sarah Bailey: Hey, can I talk to you for a second, Chris?
Mitt: I'm sorry. Chris is really busy, maybe we could set something up for-- nice jacket-- later in the week. What do you think?
Sarah Bailey: Why did you lie about me?
Chris Hooker: Look, I don't want to go out with you again, okay? Please stop begging. It's pathetic.
Sarah Bailey: Hey, Chris, fuck you!
Chris Hooker: Nah.
Trey: But I will.
Mitt: [looks at Trey as Sarah runs off, upset] She gonna cry, then I'm gonna cry, and we're all gonna cry!

You know, in the old days, if a witch betrayed her coven, they would kill her.

Nancy Downs: [noticing Sarah's cuts] What's up with this?
Sarah Bailey: [embarrassed] I slit my wrists.
Bonnie: What you'd do with it?
Sarah Bailey: A-a kitchen knife.
Bonnie: [surprised] You even did it the right way.
Sarah Bailey: [not sure of what to say] Yeah...
Nancy Downs: [reassuring her] Punk rock! Let's go.
Rochelle: The right way? How do you know the right way?
Bonnie: [defensive] Shut up, Rochelle.
Rochelle: Well how you do know?

Have you ever heard of invoking the spirit? It's when you called him... Manon. It's like... it's like you take him into you. It's like he fills you. He takes everything that's gone wrong into your life and makes it all better again.

Driver: Watch out for the weirdos, girls.
Nancy Downs: We are the weirdos, mister.

Lirio: You know how to use the candles?
Sarah Bailey: Yeah, you light the wick.