- Sabrina Spellman: [driver's license preparations] Go and study and don't come back until you can tell me what a flashing red light means.
- Miles Goodman: That's easy. My ambulance is here.
- Sabrina Spellman: Hi, Roxy, where have you been?
- Roxie King: Taking Miles for a driving lesson. He got his permit.
- Sabrina Spellman: That's great. So how did the lesson go?
- Miles Goodman: [enters, his hair windswept] I saw my entire life flash before my eyes.
- Roxie King: Miles, you're never gonna be a good driver unless you learn to drive aggressively.
- Miles Goodman: By yelling phrases like "Slow down and you'll be mowed down" or "Out of my lane or you'll feel the pain"?
- Sabrina Spellman: [to Miles] Maybe Roxie's driving style just isn't for you.
- Miles Goodman: Maybe driving isn't for me.
- Sabrina Spellman: Sure it is. But maybe you just need a less hostile teacher.
- Roxie King: [aggressively] Who are you calling hostile?
- Sabrina Spellman: Sorry.
- [as Roxie goes off]
- Sabrina Spellman: I meant psychotic.
- [to Miles:]
- Sabrina Spellman: Look, after a few lessons from me, you'll have your license in no time.
- Miles Goodman: Okay, just promise me that if the crossing guard asks us to stop, you won't flip her the bird.
- Sabrina Spellman: [surprised] Who would do such a thing?
- Roxie King: [calling from couch] Hey, school was out.