Phoebe: Can you say long shot? All right, you're obsessed. I accept that.
Prue: See, I had a dream last night and in my dream, my sisters and I were cleaning the attic when we found this old Ouija-type board and the pointer started to move until it spelled out "Help Max." That's it.
Andy: You know, I hear a lot of stories in my line of work, but yours are always very entertaining.
Leo: Think about it. If I was a warlock and I wanted to hurt you, don't you think I would have done it the last time I was here?
Phoebe: Okay, good point. But still, most normal handymen use ladders to fix chandeliers.
Phoebe: Me? Keep a secret? Hello, wrong Halliwell.
Leo: So somehow I have to tell Piper that I can never see her again and I can't tell her why.
Phoebe: You don't need my help Leo. You need a miracle.
Andy: One day, I'm going to figure out your secret, Prue. Count on it.
Leo: I thought that I'd tell her that as much as I love her and as much as I'd like to stay in San Francisco I can't. And I don't know how long my work will keep me away.
Phoebe: No. What you just said is as much as you'd like to stay and have sex with her, you've got a wife and kids in another part of the country.
Prue: Maybe she was afraid of how you would react. Maybe she was afraid that you might not accept her or love her.
Mr. Franklin: Speaking from personal experience?
Max: I'm sorry I got you into this. Sorry I have these stupid powers.
Prue: No, Max, don't ever be sorry about that. It?s a gift.
Mickey: Big mistake.
Prue: Yeah, right back at you.
Prue: And I realize that I do want kids. I think that I'd make a great mom.
Phoebe: So, did you save Max or did Max save you?