Winifred: Oh, look. Another glorious morning. Makes me sick!
Winifred: You know, I've always wanted a child. And now I think I'll have one on toast!
Emily: Thackery Binx, what took thee so long?
Thackery Binx: I'm sorry, Emily. I had to wait three hundred years for a virgin to light a candle.
Billy Butcherson: Go to hell!
Winifred: Oh! I've been there, thank you. I found it quite lovely.