Ghost Whisperer

Professor Payne: A possession? Melinda: Yeah but I think it's a temporary thing. Remember it happened to you? Professor Payne: I think I'll be remembering the time the ghost got into my body and made me vomit blood long after I've forgotten my name, my address and what a car key is for, yeah.

Melinda: He also said it could be a reaction to medication or alcohol. Jim: Well if that were true I would have sleepwalked through my entire senior year at college. Melinda: Is that a guy thing? Making jokes about college and sleepwalking?

Professor Payne: Melinda, I have no idea what is going on. Should I be scared?

Melinda: Alright if you're too scared...(walks away). Professor Payne: She plays me like a piano!

Justin: This is a bad time. Professor Payne: Justin, this may be a good time to tell you a fascinating new idea called the hanger. (Holds up a bunch of Justin's rumpled clothing).

Professor Payne: Graffiti here in Grandview? Are you sure it was graffiti? Was the handwriting nice at least?

Rick (ranting): There is absolutely no entertainment value, whatsoever, in owning a gerbil. He won't eat a hot dog, he turned his nose up at a potato chip earlier. Melinda (trying to get his attention): Uh, hello? Rick: This guy won't show me any affection! He doesn't snuggle with me, I need– I need an animal that will cuddle!

Justin: You've given me a lot of hope. You do that for a lot of people. Don't stop, OK? No matter what. And tell professor Payne that I'm sorry for stealing his files. And for posting all those disses on the blog. Oh, and tell him that the gerbil, he only eats organic food. Melinda: I don't think he knows that. Justin: I'm gonna come back. Some day I'm going to come back, and I'm gonna tell you what's on the other side. Melinda: I'll be waiting. Thank you...for keeping my secret.