Sabrina, the Teenage Witch

Salem: (About a sweater he shredded) I either bury this sweater, or learn how to knit. Bury!

Harvey: Last night, Coach made a new rule. Only three sodas a week. And I reached my quota before he finished talking.

Zelda: Salem, there is not a vein of magic running under the house. It's probably just some left over magic dust from centuries of spells. Hilda: She's right, every spring-cleaning I'm covered with enough sparkle to skate with Oksana Baiul. Zelda: Go ahead and use your little spark. Salem: Stand back! I found magic through a legal route, help me get the rest of the loot! Jedediah: Jedediah Orenstein, Magic prospector, at your service. Salem: Yahoo! Let's go dig for magic! Zelda: (After Salem and Jedediah leaves) I would have bet money that he would have conjured up a snow-cone machine.

Salem: Okay Jed, now that we've mined all the magic, let's divvy it up. Jedediah: Er about that. It's gone. Salem Gone? As in you're a dead man? Jedediah: Well I used it all on that big old spell for Sabrina. Salem: Sabrina? My magic went to Sabrina? Well that's fair, I mean I've already got magic... No, that's Sabrina, but I'm a biped... No, that's Sabrina, but I can drive... No! I've done it again! That's Sabrina! (He then starts to sob) Zelda: I know what'll make you feel better. (Zaps in a snow-cone machine) Salem: I don't need your pity, or your... (Gasping at the site of the snow-cone machine) Cherry! My favorite!