Ghost Whisperer

Rick: You care about me. That's why you've been so mad. I figured it out, you don't want me to go. Melinda: Course I care. Rick: A lot. You care about me a lot. Melinda: What do you want me to say? That you're one of my best friends? And that, although I fully understand why you have to go, it hurts... to know that you would pick an old pile of artifacts over me? Rick: Yeah, something like that would be nice. Melinda: Happy? Rick: Can I have a hug for the road? Maybe a big, squeezy, chesty one? Melinda: Don't be an idiot. Rick: I know. I pushed it, I know it. Melinda: Don't be an idiot, be safe. Rick: Hey, I'm coming back here and I'm coming back safe and sound, okay? I promise you that.

Payne (smelling the papers): Here's something very mysterious, how come your notes smell like beer? Eli: Cause they were on fire. The bottle was closer than the extinguisher. Payne: The smelling of Pilsner, maybe something Czech? Eli: Not bad. Payne: I went to college.

Melinda: Has anyone seen Rick Payne? Payne: I have, but it's usually when I'm standing in front of a mirror. Melinda: You're OK! Payne: Yeah well I'm more than OK I mean, ask around... Melinda: Why the hell didn't you answer your phone? Payne: Melinda I talked to you an hour ago on the phone inside my home, what makes you think I was inside that building?

Eli: Look, if this is a cry for help I can help you with your depression, your anxiety, even your self-esteem issues. But to tell you, I don't do well with your type of nut job. Melinda: My type of nut job? Eli: Yeah. Bizarre beliefs, superstitious behavior, people use that to hide from their real problems. I don't have the patience you might say. Melinda: Wow is this the type of beside manner they're teaching these days? Eli: I'm sorry...I like to keep it real.

Ned: So what do you know about the ghost? Melinda: She was one of his patients, they were caught in the fire together he was revived, I wish I knew more. Delia: Yeah, like what they were doing together in his office at 10 pm.