Prue: Who him?
Piper: You know, what's his name.
Phoebe: Let me be the first to say we're screwed.
Prue: No, okay, at least we're alive. I mean, if we stayed in our own time, Nicholas would have killed us. We barely got away as it was . . . is . . . will be. You know, I've never been good with tenses.
Piper: Maybe only one set of us can have powers at the same time in the same time?
Prue: Thank you, Mr. Spock.
Little Prue: You're pretty.
Prue: So are you.
Piper: Oh, give me a break.
Little Piper: If you're really family, prove it.
Piper: Prove it? How the hell are we supposed-
Prue: Piper!
Little Piper: Piper? Your name's Piper too?
Little Prue: I'm telling Mom! You're not supposed to freeze people.
Little Piper: But he said to.
Patty: Why can't you bake cookies with them like all the other grandmothers?
Grams: The recipes they learn from me don't come from Betty Crocker, dear.
Prue: Okay, girls. If we see a bad guy, what do we do?
Little Prue: She's gonna cry.
Piper: I can't believe we got arrested for kidnapping ourselves.
Prue: Yeah, well, it should make for a pretty interesting defense.
Piper: Prue, we're not just stuck in jail, we're stuck in the past.
Prue: Yes, I know Piper, I've been following.
Grams: What was my husband's name?
Prue: Huh, which husband?
Grams: Destiny always gets its own way. It's not as easy to change the past as you think.
Grams: You're going to be a handful, aren't you?
Phoebe: You'll learn to love me.
Grams: It's a perfectly good spell! I mean, it moved them through time.
Patty: Yeah, ten seconds.
Piper: Phoebe, find anything?
Phoebe: How about the 'Nicholas must die' spell?
Piper: That wasn't there before.
Prue: Well, maybe it's just Grams's way of saying, you know, welcome back . . . or front.
Piper: What? I'm supposed to throw out perfectly good flowers 'cause they came from a creep? If that was the rule, then we'd never have flowers in this house.
Prue: Maturity sucks, doesn't it?