Practical Magic

Gary Hallet:
Did you kill Jimmy Angelov?

Sally Owens:
Yeah, a couple of times.

Aunt Jet Owens:
And this is what comes from dabbling; I mean you can't practice witchcraft while you look down your nose at it.

Sally Owens:
All I want is a normal life.

Aunt Frances Owens:
My darling girl, when are you going to understand that being normal is not necessarily a virtue? It rather denotes a lack of courage!

Sally Owens:
Well, it's what I want.

Sally Owens:
What would you do, Gilly?

Gillian Owens:
What wouldn't I do... for the right guy?

Gillian Owens:
Hang onto your husbands, girls!

Sally Owens:
Since when is being a slut a crime in this family?

Jimmy Angelov:
You know, girls, I'm feeling very into sisters right now.

Sally Owens:
He was not a foreigner! He was from North Dakota, you asshole!

Sally Owens:
Can love really travel back in time and heal a broken heart? Was it our jointed hands that finally lifted Marie's curse? I'd like to think so. But there are some things I know for certain: always throw spilt salt over your left shoulder, keep rosemary by your garden gate, plant lavender for luck, and fall in love whenever you can.

Gillian Owens:
Did you ever stick your arms out and spin and spin and spin? Well, that's what love is like.

Sally Owens:
I dream of a love that even time will lie down and be still for.

Sally Owens:
And I don't want them dancing naked under the full moon!

Aunt Jet Owens:
No, of course. The nudity is entirely optional. As you well remember!

Sally Owens:
How many times did you read my letter? What possible evidence could you have gotten from it?

Gary Hallet:
You really want to know?

Gary Hallet:
I must have read your letter a thousand times.

Kylie Owens:
Mom, I'm worried about Antonia. Did you know that she put on her mouse ears and drives around town, all liquored up, NAKED?

Sally Owens:
You'd think after three hundred years they'd come up with a better rhyme!

Gillian Owens:
You southern shrew!

Aunt Jet Owens:
Ingrate!

Aunt Frances Owens:
Goodie two shoes!

Frances Owens:
She heard the beetle ticking for your father's death all day long. She knew that when you hear the sound of the deathwatch beetle the man you love is doomed to die.

Gillian Owens:
Of course you're going to see me again. We'll grow old together. It's going to be you and me living in a big house... these two old biddies with all these. I bet we even die on the same day.

Aunt Jet Owens:
You see that couple here? Well, he's having an affair with the babysitter and she can eat a pound cake in under a minute.

Sally Owens:
It was the curse, wasn't it? He died because I loved him so much.

Sally Owens:
We were going to open a botanical shop. Where Mike would get all the ingredients and I'd make the stuff. He really loved my mint-oatmeal shaving cream. He couldn't stop eating it.

Gary Hallet:
Strange town. Never spent this much on shampoo before, in my life.

Young Sally Owens:
He will hear my call a mile away. He will whistle my favorite song. He can ride a pony backwards.

Young Gillian Owens:
What are you doing?

Young Sally Owens:
Summoning up a true love spell called Amas Veritas. He can flip pancakes in the air. He'll be marvelously kind. And his favorite shape will be a star. And he'll have one green eye and one blue.

Young Gillian Owens:
Thought you never wanted to fall in love.

Young Sally Owens:
That's the point. The guy I dreamed of doesn't exist. And if he doesn't exist, I'll never die of a broken heart.

Gary Hallet:
Curses only have power when you believe them. And I don't.

Gary Hallet:
You know what? I wished for you too.

Gilly:
You wanna play?

Village kids:
(chanting) Witch, witch, you're a witch!

Young Sally:
I hope I never fall in love, I hope I never fall in love, I hope I never fall in love.

Young Gilly:
I can't wait to fall in love.

Gilly:
I hate it here. I wanna go where... where no-one's even heard of us.

Sally:
I feel like I'm never going to see you again.

Gilly:
Of course you're going to see me again. We're going to grow old together. It's gonna be you and me, living in a big house. These two old biddies with all these cats. I mean, I bet we even die in the same day.

Sally:
You swear?

Gilly:
Honey, I need your pocket knife. (cuts her hand and Sally's) My blood, your blood, our blood.

Gilly:
Do you forgive our mother?

Sally:
Sometimes.

Gilly:
Well, you'll never forgive yourself, unless you get up, get dressed and you brush you goddamn teeth, 'cause your breath stinks.

Gilly:
We have to ask the aunts to help us bring him back.

Sally:
No, no they won't do it. Because he'll come back as something dark and unnature.

Gilly:
Jimmy is already dark and unnatural! And besides I don't care what he comes back as, as long as he comes back with a pulse!

Sally:
No Gillian that is not an option, that is not a choice.

Gilly:
We have no choice Sally, this is our choice!

Village Kids:
(chanting) Witch! Witch! You're a bitch! Witch! Witch! You're a witch!

Sally:
You think after three hundred years they would come up with a better line.

Gary:
Did you or your sister kill James Angelov?

Sally:
Oh, yeah. A couple of times.

Gilly:
He wants me, just me. Everyone would be safe. Just let him take me.

Sally:
Don't die on me, Gilly please, 'cause we're supposed to die together, at the same time. You promised me that, and this is not that day.

Sally:
We have to go to the police. It was self defense.

Gilly:
What, the old slowly-poisoning-him-to-death self defense?