Ghost Whisperer

Melinda (after finishing a topic with Jim): Although, that wind was warm and so creepy. Jim: What do you think it means? Melinda: I wish I knew.

Melinda: What if it's me? Think about it, I haven't seen one ghost since the accident. Not even in the hospital. What if the ghosts are really here, right in front of me, and I just can't see them anymore?

Andrea: You have a very interesting definition of half day. Melinda: Well I had to entertain my mother for an hour. Then I needed an hour to come down from it, and yet another wistful hour trying to figure out why she couldn't be this happy when I was thirteen. Andrea: Well, better late than never. Melinda: True, see you tomorrow. Andrea: Half day. Melinda: Ya, ya.

Caitlin: Why don't you just face the fact they're not out there? There's nothing out there but nightmares and bad memories.

Melinda: Jim seems relieved though. Andrea: Maybe he's happy you're alive.

Andrea: How do you think this happened? Melinda: The accident, I guess. Some people lose their sense of smell, I lose my gift.

Melinda (points to Mr. Keeler who was outside his shop): You know who that is? Thats Mr. Keeler, Gary's boss. Jim: Oh, ya. The guy with the hex on him. Melinda: He doesn't really have a hex on him. (corbel from building falls inches away from Mr. Keeler)

Melinda: When I go back to work tomorrow... Jim: Oh no, no going back to work, you just got out of the hospital. Melinda: I'm fine. Besides, the week I was in the hospital was the most boring month of my life. Jim: Boredom is underrated. Melinda: Boredom is boring, and you can't stop me, so don't even try. Jim: Three days a week Melinda: No. Jim: Half days. That's my final offer. Melinda: Or what? Jim: Or I will withhold my husbandly attention. Melinda: You don't mean that. Jim: Give me strength. Melinda: You don't mean that. All right, fine. Half days. Jim: Ah, she gave in to my superior will. Melinda: Yeah, but my first half day starts today.

Melinda (about her mom): What is with her? Jim: I don't know. Melinda: She's so cheerful. What happened to the woman who couldn't bare to hear about ghosts? She is freaking me out.

Melinda: Where's Homer? Melinda's Mom: Homer? Who's Homer? Melinda: He's our dog. Jim: Sort of. Melinda: Actually, he's a ghost dog. Melinda's Mom: A ghost dog, how cute.

Melinda: Guys, this is ridiculous. I rested for a week in the hospital, I'm fine. Jim: Oh ya, really? What happened the night you fell? Do you remember? Melinda: Not exactly.

Ghost Family: You, you're the one who can see us. Melinda: Do I know you?

Melinda: I want to meet the guy that has you looking like this. Andrea: Like what? Melinda: Like, you describe the gold ring on the merry-go-round.

Melinda: I have told you a thousand times. I am not telling your boss his dead employee put a hex on him. First of all, there's no such thing! Gary, the Ghost: He doesn't know that!