Charmed (2018)
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Abby: Jordan? Do you think she's right? That I'm irredeemable?
Jordan: I think that...redemption can't be demanded, coerced, or extorted. It's earned, one day at a time.
Abby: Did you get that from a fortune cookie?
Jordan: Let's just say I had my own inner demons to wrestle with after I got back from Afghanistan.
Abby: And how did you stop them from destroying you?
Jordan: Repent.
Harry: ...we still have no idea who created the Tomb of Chaos or why.
Mel: No idea how many other creatures escaped before we closed the rift.
Harry: And no idea how all this is connected to your pernicious allergy.
Mel: So, basically, we have no idea. Period.
Harry: Macy, where are you going?
Macy: To figure out this demon problem.
Mel: Where are you going?
Maggie: To figure out the Macy problem.
Macy: The whole ordeal made me want to scream. But then I heard Marisol's voice.
Maggie: Mom?
Macy: Yeah. The time she came to New York. She told me, women like us don't get second chances when we lash out. It's unfair and cruel, but one day, when powerful women like us rise up-
Maggie and Mel: Things will change for the better.
Macy: You got that talk, too?
Maggie: Looks like we do share some childhood memories, Mace.
This is supposed to be the Year of Me. Not the year of me focusing on yet another guy.
Maggie
Macy: It's the perfect prison. The inmates don't try to get out because they don't even realize they're trapped. It's like our memories were used to build this place, somehow.
Mel: But when Maggie was alone, she started to lose her memory. So, we have to stick together. No matter what.
Maggie: Classic horror movie role. I like it.
Mel: I just wish you could remember the spell we need. Or whatever got us into this tomb of chaos.
You haven't failed. You just haven't succeeded yet.
Maggie
You got to be ready for the tick-tick-boom.
Maggie
On the positive side, I'm not alone. On the negative side, I am not alone.
Macy
Jordan: Last year, life kicked our butts. This year, we're gonna kick its ass back.
Maggie: Hell yeah, we are!
Elliot: So, what did it smell like when those aliens portalled you through that beam of light?
Macy: Well, um. It was kind of, like, burnt marshmallow.
Mel: Just when I was beginning to-
Abigael: Desire me?
Mel: Respect you.
