Sabrina, the Teenage Witch

Sabrina: (picking up the phone) Hello? (No one answers) Oh good, it's you. I just want you to know that I'm contacting the FBI, they're gonna track you down. You're gonna be sorry you ever dialled this number! Harvey: Sabrina? Sabrina: ...Harvey? You're the one who's been calling here and hanging up? Harvey: Sorry about that. Every time I heard your voice I froze up. Sabrina: Well, I'm glad you finally thawed out. Harvey: Look, ever since I saw you in Florida you've been on my mind. I really feel bad about the way I acted after I found out you were a... Sabrina: A witch? Harvey: Yeah, that, but in my defence, you did turn me into a frog and a beast and a Canadian Mountie. Sabrina: Don't forget about the time I made you pregnant. Harvey: How can I? I still have stretch marks. Y'know, but even considering all that you've always been a really good friend to me and the reason I'm calling is that I want to apologize. Sabrina: Thanks, that really means a lot to me. Harvey: Yeah well, that's pretty much what I called to say and... now I've pretty much said it so... (looking out his window) Is that a Cadillac flying through the sky?! Sabrina: (to herself) I'm gonna kill aunt Hilda!

Miles: Oh my God! Do you see that?! Sabrina: Absolutely. Now that is the big dipper right? Miles: Not the constellation, the-the spaceship! Please tell me you see that? Sabrina: Wow! It is a spaceship! Unbelievable! Miles: It's beautiful! Er a technological miracle! Although the driver appears to be slightly inebriated. Sabrina: Oh that's probably just a problem with the big block... That's an engine. Miles: I know that.

Sabrina: Sorry to barge in but I can't let you ruin your life! Miles: Sabrina, my life is just beginning. A new life enriched with the joy of long form deductions. Sabrina: No-no-no! You're gonna hate deductions, they're gonna make you miserable. I know this for a fact. Miles: How do you know? What d'ya do? Look into a crystal ball and see my future? Sabrina: Something like that. Look, part of being Miles Goodman is... y'know, collecting stuff like this! (picking up a an oddly-shaped rock) Miles: Radio-active isotope from a Russian war-head? Sabrina: Urgh! Are you insane?! Yes you are, and that is my point. See, anyone who collects stuff like this is not meant to be an accountant.