Prue: If they all bring good luck, what's the worst that can happen if you pick the wrong one?
Phoebe: I wish I had dreams like that.
Piper: Mom would have to knock before she came into your dreams.
Prue: Well, if he can kill thirteen unmarried witches by midnight, he'll be freed from the underworld to wreak his terror every single day.
Piper: Unmarried. Like being single doesn't have enough problems.
Prue: Look, I know that you're afraid of flying . . .
Piper: That's not really a fear. I just prefer buses.
Darryl: I can't believe you're wearing the serial shoes again.
Andy: They're my good luck charm.
Darryl: They're embarrassing.
Andy: I wish I could think of a logical reason to explain why Prue's involved in this.
Darryl: You mean this time or every other time?
Andy: Prue, if you were in my shoes, what would you think?
Prue: First of all, nobody should be in those shoes.