Charmed

Phoebe: So did you burn Andy's file like he suggested? Prue: Yeah, you should have seen it. It turns out he knew a lot more about us then he was letting on. Phoebe: Still doesn't explain how he could hear a ghost. Prue: What do you mean? Phoebe: Well, when you were a spirit you said you yelled out to him and that's what made him turn around in time. How could he hear you? Prue: I don't know. (Piper enters the room.) Piper: Hi. Phoebe: Piper, yay, I thought you weren't coming back until tomorrow. Piper: I took an earlier flight. I had this terrible feeling you guys were um... Prue: What? Piper: Oh, I don't know, at each other's throats maybe. Prue: Us? Phoebe: Are you kidding? Prue: Never. Piper: So nothing happened while I was gone? Phoebe: No, just the same old boring stuff. Hey, you need a hand? Prue: Uh, yeah, that would be great, thanks, Pheebs. (They start putting the groceries away.)

Jackson: You again. Prue: You again? What, you two have met? Andy: Where is he? Is he still here? Prue: Yeah, he's right there. Andy: Point him out, Prue. Jackson: You can't keep saving her forever. Andy: Prue, what's going on? Jackson: Or the others. Or yourselves. Andy: Prue. (Jackson leaves.)

Andy: Okay, I got it. That's what Ward used to kill the judge. (He hands Phoebe the letter opener.) How exactly is this going to work again? Phoebe: Well, I've been practicing calling my power, and if the psychic energy is strong enough on this, I should be able to see a future event. Prue: Hopefully Jackson Ward's next victim. Phoebe: Hopefully. If we're lucky. It doesn't always work. (She holds the letter opener and has a premonition.) Oh my God. Prue: Are you all right? Phoebe: I, uh, I didn't just see it, Prue, I felt it. Her pain, her terror. Andy: Anyone of these look familiar? (He hands her some pictures. She looks through them and picks one out.) Iris Beiderman. The foreperson on the jury that convicted him.

Andy: Did you get that list of potential victims yet? Morris: Still working on it. It's a lot of names. Especially when you add in the descendants. Where you been? Andy: You don't wanna know. Morris: Really? Try me. Andy: Maybe later, okay. Look, I gotta go. I'll take what you've got so far, I'll check back with you later. Morris: We're partners, Andy. That means we work together. Andy: I know. But this is an exception. (He leaves.) Inspector Rodriguez: Inspector Morris. Inspector Rodriguez and Anderson, Internal Affairs. We need to talk to you about your partner.

Andy: Excuse me. Inspector Andrew Trudeau. I need the murder weapon for case R-13658. Officer: Sign that. I'll go get it. (He gets it.) Andy: Thanks. (He leaves. The officer calls someone on the phone.) Officer: Yeah, you told me to call if Trudeau showed. Yeah, he just left.

Jackson: Judge Renault. Long time, no see. You could've shown me some mercy giving me life in prison. But you wanted me put to death. (Jackson picks up the name plate.) Judge: What's going on? Who's there? (Jackson pulls his tie so it chokes him.) Jackson: Do you have any idea how long it takes to die in a gas chamber? How much you suffer, what a cruel and horrible death it is? (He gets a letter opener and stabs the judge. The Soul Collector appears.) Soul collector: I helped you get your revenge. Now it's your turn to help me get a witch. Jackson: Are you kidding, lady? I'm just getting started. (Jackson continues to stab the judge.)

Claire: In all honesty, Prue, if it weren't for you, I'm not sure the auction house would've been able to stave off bankruptcy. Prue: Thank you. Claire: No, don't thank me yet. Now, I have tolerated your unexplained absences and the endless family emergencies but no more. Buyers interested in purchasing Bucklands will be visiting in the next two days and it's important that we make a big impression. It's important that you make a big impression if you expect to keep your job. Do I make myself clear? Prue: Perfectly.

(after Prue got rid of the ghost) Phoebe: What happened? Is the ghost toast?

Phoebe: What exactly is that? (Prue picks up the glass with the bright red potion inside) Prue: One killer cocktail ... literally. Little bit of oleander, some jimsonweed, bloodroot, among other things. Stops the heart immediately. Phoebe: Okay, you're scaring me. Where did you learn to do that? Prue: Book of Shadows. Phoebe: Where - under Dr. Kevorkian?

Andy: I've always believed there was a world behind or beyond this one. I even sort of believe in demons. But I have never in my wildest dreams... I could never have imagined that this existed. Prue: Yeah, neither did we. But we've come to believe that there's a reason for why that world was opened up to us. Which means there's probably a very good reason why it was opened up to you too. Phoebe: Welcome, to our little shop of horrors.

Prue (finding Jackson Ward's grave: Jackson Ward. Do you have the picture? (Phoebe digs into her pocket and pulls out a picture) Prue (reading the note on the picture): Hey Jackson, let's party?

Phoebe: I'm not even married, and already I'm a housewife.

(Prue enters the attic, with Andy behind her) Andy: I always wondered what was up here. Phoebe: Prue, the Book of Shad-a-ba-bows. (She tries to hide the book)

Piper: Alright, what about demon stuff, what if something happens and you need the power of three? Prue: Well, then the power of two will just have to do. Phoebe: Good one.

Andy: And just out of curiosity. How much time did you give me to react anyway? Prue: Why, what difference does it make? Andy: How much time? Prue: A minute... or two. Andy: A minute?! Prue: Or two! It... it was a twenty-four hour spell alright, I was against the clock.

Phoebe: Hey, you guys, since we don't know how to vanquish the ghost we have to stop him from killing his next...am I interrupting something? Andy: No, we're done. What do you mean stop him killing his next victim? How do we do that? Phoebe: I have a power too, you know.