“Rose to Rachel: You cry you get angry then you do something about it.”

“I gotta go,” I wheezed. “This is shitty, you know? How do you live like this?” “Rachel!” he cried, but it was too late,(Rachel and Al)”

“Rachel, what do you do? Put an ad in the paper for trouble?(Glenn)”

“Rachel, you summon demons. You’re good at it. Get over it, then find a way to make it work for you. It’s not going to go away.”

“You need a new hobby, Rachel. Something other than nasty little men with visions of world domination.”

“Come here,” she prompted. “You want to do this, yes?” Not really.(Newt and Rachel)”

“Rachel, my itchy witch," Al said as he tugged the lace at his cuffs. "We've talked about this. You simply must stop collecting nasty little men. How many do you really need, love?”