- Abby O'Neil: [Dharma tags along while a pregnant Abby shops for baby accessories] That's one of the blessings of having a second child, Dharma: you get to learn from the mistakes you made with the first.
- Dharma Finkelstein Montgomery: Mistakes? What do you mean, mistakes?
- Abby O'Neil: Baby... your father and I were a couple of crazy young kids when you were born, y'know. We did a lot of cool stuff, but, Dharma, sometimes I think it's a miracle that you're still alive.
- Dharma Finkelstein Montgomery: You didn't make any mistakes, Abby. I had a great childhood.
- Abby O'Neil: Honey, we let Timothy Leary babysit for you. He thought... he thought you were twins. We came home one night, and he was, like, crying his eyes out because a giant flaming condor flew off with your sister!
- Dharma Finkelstein Montgomery: [Dharma is alone, crying in the hospital's chapel. Her deceased Indian friend, George, taps her on the back] George? I'm so glad to see you. How are you?
- George Littlefox: Still dead, but otherwise no complaints. It's been a while.
- Dharma Finkelstein Montgomery: Two years.
- George Littlefox: That long? You lose track on the Other Side. There are no clocks. It's like Vegas.
- Dharma Finkelstein Montgomery: [Dharma unburdens herself to her deceased Indian friend, George, in the hospital chapel] My parents let me believe my whole childhood was wonderful.
- George Littlefox: Maybe it was.
- Dharma Finkelstein Montgomery: Then why does Abby keep saying it was a bunch of mistakes?
- George Littlefox: Maybe it was. Maybe it was a whole bunch of wonderful mistakes.
- Dharma Finkelstein Montgomery: You're not helping.
- George Littlefox: Maybe people who played with boats that were really boats can't talk to dead Indians.