- Phoebe Halliwell: Tons of fun, lots of heats and no strings attached. That's what I want.
- Piper Halliwell: I know this may not sound very P.C., but I want romance. Long, slow kisses, late-night talks, candle lights. I love love. I'd take what Prue has in a flat second.
- Piper Halliwell: [after trying to copy an exercise video] Uh, I give up. Two weeks and nothing strengthened but my temper.
- Prue Halliwell: Piper, here's the problem. You didn't read the fine print. See, it says right here. $19.95 for the video and twenty grand for the plastic surgeon.
- Phoebe Halliwell: You want a man who is single, smart, endowed?
- Piper Halliwell: Employed.
- Phoebe Halliwell: Oh, sorry, employed. A man who loves sleeping in on Sunday, sunset bike rides, cuddling by a roaring fire, and late-night talks. A man who loves love as much as you do. Wow. You're a romantic.
- Piper Halliwell: Yep. Your turn. You want the sexy, silent type that finds you driving through town on the back of a Harley at 3:00 in the morning. A man who appreciates scented candles, body oils and Italian sheets.
- Phoebe Halliwell: He's about hunger and lust and danger and even know you know all this, even know you know he'll never meet your friends or share a holiday meal with your family, you still can't stay away. And he recycles.
- Piper Halliwell: He recycles?
- Phoebe Halliwell: Yeah. And I think it goes without saying we both want a man who is well employed.
- Piper Halliwell: What happened?
- Piper Halliwell: He wouldn't leave me alone all night. He kept touching me. And practically every guy in the bar was hitting on me. Finally I couldn't take it anymore. I ditched Hans and left him at the club. So, how was your date?
- Piper Halliwell: Perfect. Everything was perfect. Even my faults were perfect.
- Phoebe Halliwell: And this is a bad thing?
- Piper Halliwell: It wasn't real. Everything he said, everything he felt, it was because of the spell, not because of me.
- Phoebe Halliwell: Piper, you don't know that. Maybe he meant every word. Maybe if it wasn't for the spell he would've never had a chance to feel those things. Let alone say them.
- Piper Halliwell: No, Phoebe. Love is a magic between two people that cannot be explained and cannot be conjured. What we did, it's just... it's not right.
- Piper Halliwell: Prue?
- Prue Halliwell: Piper. Phoebe.
- Phoebe Halliwell: Prue?
- Whitaker Berman: They can't help you. You're mine, now.
- Phoebe Halliwell: I'm scared.
- Piper Halliwell: I know. Me too.
- Phoebe Halliwell: What do we do?
- Piper Halliwell: We don't let her give up. Prue, listen to me. You've got to fight with this guy.
- Phoebe Halliwell: Don't leave us.
- Piper Halliwell: Use your power, Prue.
- Phoebe Halliwell: Come back to us.
- Piper Halliwell: Use your power.
- Phoebe Halliwell: You can do it, Prue.
- Prue Halliwell: Where are you?
- Whitaker Berman: You're powerless.
- [carries Prue to the edge of the roof]
- Whitaker Berman: Shall I say good night, hmm?
- Prue Halliwell: No, let me. Good night.
- [Prue uses her power shoving him off the building]
- Phoebe Halliwell: [as Piper is flipping through the Book of Shadows] I'm telling you, there's no Dream Sorcerer stuff anywhere.
- Piper Halliwell: That's impossible. The Book of Shadows has never let us down.
- Phoebe Halliwell: Well, maybe he's not a demon. Maybe he's a mortal.
- Piper Halliwell: Then he's got one hell of a power.
- Phoebe Halliwell: You're not kidding.
- Prue Halliwell: Piper? Phoebe?
- Piper Halliwell: Prue. You're home. I thought you had a date with Andy.
- Prue Halliwell: Uh, no. He had to cancel. What are you doing?
- Piper Halliwell: Hmm...
- Phoebe Halliwell: [from the other room] Piper, I was wrong. The spell calls for cayenne pepper not black pepper.
- [She walks in the kitchen and sees Prue]
- Phoebe Halliwell: Ooh. Did I say spell? I... I meant recipe. We are so busted, aren't we?
- Prue Halliwell: I would say yes.
- Piper Halliwell: Would you like to see my tattoo?
- Jack Manford: Would you like to see mine?
- Piper Halliwell: Is there nothing I can say to turn you off?
- Jack Manford: There really isn't. Which is kind of strange, actually.
- Piper Halliwell: Not really. Jack, you're under a...
- [Piper gets kissed]
- Piper Halliwell: Spell.
- [she nervously laughs as everyman in the restaurant is eying her]
- Inspector Andy Trudeau: That's what Berman's researching at the lab. Dream leaping. The ability to project himself into someone else's dreams.
- Darryl Morris: Into women's dreams and killing them? Now who's dreaming.
- Inspector Andy Trudeau: Not just any women. Women who reject him. Just like Julie Derikson did. She broke up with him when they were driving somewhere. He got into an accident. That's why he's paralyzed. It's on there in the police report. The day after he went back to work at the lab, Julie Derikson died suspiciously. Six months later, two more women died in their sleep. Crushed to death. Coincidence? You tell me.
- Piper Halliwell: So, what's up?
- Phoebe Halliwell: I found this spell. How to attract a lover.
- Piper Halliwell: No, Phoebe. Forget it. We're not casting any spells.
- Phoebe Halliwell: Come on. There must be more to our powers than warlock wasting. I'm ready to have some fun with our magic.
- Piper Halliwell: No. No personal gain, remember?
- Phoebe Halliwell: How is it personal gain if we're using our powers to bring happiness to another person. And in my case lots and lots of happiness.
- Piper Halliwell: Could you pass me that colander, please?
- Phoebe Halliwell: Yeah. Look, I'm not talking about marriage here. We have our thirties to freak out about that. This spell is about having good time.
- Piper Halliwell: I admit it's tempting. The dating scene can be a little frustrating. But bringing men into our life through a spell, correct me if I'm wrong, but isn't that a little bit desperate.
- Phoebe Halliwell: No. How is asking for what you want being desperate? I say it's not. I say it's empowering. Besides, the Book of Shadows says we could reverse this spell at any time.
- Whitaker Berman: Asleep? Actually you're unconscious. You fell asleep at the wheel. Hit a pole. Terrible terrible thing. Speaking of pain, you really hurt me last night.