No problem for I bare the power of...1.


Phoebe, you're overeacting, that is my department.


Ok, well, let me think about it. I'm not allowed to invite anybody, to have a cake, or a band and flowers, so what makes you think I can HAVE a maid of honour?


Well, sushi don't roll itself.


Wait, we're gonna fight the Brotherhood with Ben & Jerry's?


(about Phoebe)-She's a walking Einstein with cleavage.


I've been thinking a lot about our situation and you asking me and I didn't want to just dismiss it without thinking it through. Um, last night in the courtroom, I was actually scared. For a minute there I thought I wasn't gonna make it, that that was it, and that's where I realized that I don't wanna die without ever having been married to you. The answer is yes, Leo, I would love to marry you.


Now you just need to use some of your God-given magic.
*Piper unbuttons the top button on Paiges dress*


Mmm, Phoebs, friendly little tip. Lay off the hairspray, theres a fire starter in the house.


I'm not angry...I am pissed off! How could you save me and not save her? Don't you understand? You healed the wrong sister. You healed me because I'm your damn wife, and you should have healed Prue because she was the best!


I think the more appropriate question is how does a Whitelighter get somebody knocked up?


I don't know! Get in touch with your inner fish.


Yes, we've already established I was a spineless coward in the face of evil.
Now what don't I know?


Oh please, please somebody save me. The mean demon is dipping me in the water and it's really cold.


I'm gonna be so happy when I vanquish your sorry ass.

Yeah. Sure, why not? We could have another funeral tomorrow. I mean, all the dishes are out and we pretty much know who to invite.

You know, if I could freeze the two of you, I would, often.

Darryl, I'm sorry, but what do you want me to say? My sister was just possessed with a supernaturally born killer and my husband is in 1994, and I do not mean in the fashion sense. He time traveled back with my other sister so the only one left to help me is you.


Leo, you're a nice guy, and I like you a lot, but let's face it, you're geographically undesirable.


You were telling yourself how much you love you?


We went, we saw, we didn't quite conquer.

I'll play the bitch, you play the witch, ok?


Vanquish demon first, kill husband later.


Kiss this bitch.


I think my half whitelighter baby thought fireworks would be prettier than demon guts.


If you ask me, I think you're being paranoid. We kicked Shax's ass. We bad.


You got anything that would go with combat boots? You know, for the mommy-to-be who kicks some ass on occasion.


[to Paige] Geez, you're like my husband with boobs.


Every other mother-to-be does not have to worry about her child orbing to Tahiti when they are sent to their room.


Leo, I have growing powers inside of me. Powers that I don't understand, and the only person who does understand them never has time to talk. Add that to raging hormones and I guarantee you I am absolutely entitled to do the 'crying thing'.


Apparently the baby here prefers Mommy to be indestructible.

 You knew about this supernatural Jenny Jones reunion, didn't you?


So your new-and-improved premonitions are just a more vivid way of telling us we're screwed?


I didn't have to resort to maternity clothes. Everything is so bright and cheery and ruffly.


Are you out of your mind, AGAIN?


Mm-hmm. Your destiny still awaits, she says. There's a reason for everything she says. So, now it's time to summon her transparent butt back and ask exactly what that reason is.


Life isn't a garden so stop being a hoe.

Be careful of the feet you step on, they may be connected to the boot that kicks your ass.

Demons now, drooling later.

Leo, you obviously don't have sisters. One minute you're arguing about something and then suddenly you're arguing about who stole who's Malibu Barbie in 1979.


Just feelings mostly. Good ones. Peaceful and whole and then it all went to crap when they said Leo and I had to stop seeing each other or else.


Now she's Martha Stewart.


Don't tell me you put on a black conical hat and spent the night flying around the neighborhood on a broomstick?


Sabotage, I'm being sabotaged.


Uh, Phoebe, you're evil. You're like the queen of all evil, literally.


You stole our sacred book so you could perform magical plastic surgery on yourself?


Ugh. That tastes like ass... phalt.


Yeah, but this demon didn't even seem to know who we were, which by the way I find insulting.

So, what do you think? Should we go with Oprah, or Barbra? Barbra makes you cry. We go with Oprah.


 Prue, it's me leaving you another message after leaving Phoebe another message. I tried you at work, but they said you never checked in after your shoot, so where are you guys? (Piper sees the same guy as before standing at the other end of the bar.) Uh, look, so call me, or better yet, just show up and save me from having to perform an impending awkward rejection all by myself.

That's what they do, Phoebe, they come back. They snarl and come back.


What, I'm supposed to throw out perfectly good flowers 'cause they came from a creep? If that was the rule, we'd never have flowers in this house.


So, here's the deal. We'll spare your lives if you pull your skanky little power out of her.

He swears they're not watching but he's a guy, he'll say anything.


You better run while you can, you little rodents.
[She stands up and looks up at the sky]
I bet you guys think this is real funny don't ya? Haven't you taken enough from me? You have to send trolls to kick me while I'm down. I had a nice normal life once and you took that from me. You took my boyfriend, you took my life, the least you could do is leave me my freakin' car keys. I am a good person, I am a good witch and damn it I would've made a great wife. And how dare you take that from me. I deserve... no, you know what? I demand that you send him back to me. You hear me? Right now. I am going to stand in this very spot until you send Leo back to me.