Prue: Well, then the Power of Two will just have to do.
Phoebe: Prue, if we've learned anything by now, it's that there aren't any coincidences, right?
Prue: Andy, are you all right?
Andy: I don't know. I'm just getting used to the idea of demons and witches. I don't know if I'm ready for ghosts, too.
Phoebe: You ain't seen nothing yet.
Phoebe: Our spirits would have to say it, meaning one of us would have to die for it to work.
Prue: Keep looking.
Andy: What do you mean stop him killing his next victim? How do we do that?
Phoebe: I have a power, too, you know.
Prue: Oh, I hate cemeteries at night.
Phoebe: I hate cemeteries at day.
Phoebe: Okay, now you're scaring me. Where did you learn to do that?
Prue: Book of Shadows.
Phoebe: Where? Under Dr. Kevorkian?
Phoebe: What happened? Is the ghost toast?
Andy: Listen, Prue, I've done some thinking about the truth spell and well, I'm still trying to work my feelings out, but I've kinda come to the conclusion that no matter whether I had a minute, a month, or a year to think about it, it wouldn't change the truth. It may sound boring, but I know someday I want a normal life to come home to. With a white picket fence, a two car garage, a screaming kid, but no demons. Maybe it's because of all the evil I deal with everyday on the job.
Prue: You don't have to explain, I understand. Believe me, I wouldn't want to come home to it either if I could avoid it, but I can't. You can.