Phoebe: Well, speaking of a big chill, is Leo keeping you warm?
Piper: Nope.
Phoebe: Honey, are you still afraid that they're watching you?
Piper: What am I supposed to think? The last two times they orbed him out was right in the middle of . . . it.
Phoebe: So what does he say?
Piper: He swears they're not watching but he's a guy, he'll say anything. The point is I think they're watching and when I think, I can't, I can't, I can't concentrate.
Phoebe: Hmm, well, at least you have the option to concentrate. If Cole and I continue this flirting tango thing, I'm gonna have to start concentrating on myself.

Prue: Remember Micah?
Piper: The 17th century hottie? Wow, it's hard to forget.
Prue: Well, I traced his ancestors and found an entire history of the village that we visited. I figured it might give us a clue to the identity of the demon that the triad sent to kill us.

Prue: All right, uh, just give him a drink.
Piper: If we give him anymore we're gonna have to send him to an AA meeting.
Prue: How long's he been there?
Piper: I'd say about an hour and 327 peanuts.

Piper: Well, remorse is good and attendance is better.

Piper: Mmm hmm, I guess. Uh, Sean? Hi, there's been a slight glitch. Uh, sometimes my sister gets hung up and work and she sorta has a one track mind.

Piper: He took that well.
Phoebe: Well, he's had three drinks.
Piper: So when does one track spell over into total obsession?
Phoebe: When you start forgetting about guys like Sean.

Prue: How do you know it wasn't a demon?
Piper: ...The only demon that we know who used mirrors was Kali and we vanquished her sorry ass.
Prue: Yeah, by smashing her reflection in the mirror. I mean, I know she's supposed to be dead but so were the Grimlocks.
Darryl: Please don't remind me about them.

Prue: Book of Shadows, 101. Mirrors. The portals through which evil enters.
Phoebe: Yeah, but there are fingerprints. Demons don't even usually have fingers.
Darryl: Well, on the human side of things, I need you guys to put together a grudge list of any enemies you have past or present.
Prue: Already done.
Darryl: Abraxas, Barbas, Yama... What did you do? Date the united nations?
Prue: It's the demons, warlocks and various evil forces that we've faced in the last two years.

Piper: Do you think it was a human bad guy?
Darryl: In another house, yeah. Around here, you never know.

Darryl: So?
Prue: So ever since a demon tried to steal the Book of Shadows a couple of weeks ago I've been locking it.
Darryl: You lock this door but you don't lock the front door?
Piper: I lock the front door.
Phoebe: Me too. Mostly.

Prue: Darryl, we're three witches. I think we can handle it.
Darryl: It wasn't jimmied.
Phoebe: So what, you're thinking we're dealing with a lock picking demon, Prue?

Phoebe: We really need to get her laid, huh?

Cole: You had two years by their time without success. I've had a month.
Triad #2: A month with two years worth of information. Information collected by the blood of demons before you.

Piper: Okay, um, how about you tell them to look the other way?
Leo: They're not looking. How many times do we have to have this conversation?
Piper: Well, how do you know? How can you be sure?
Leo: Because I told you, that's not what they do.
Piper: Okay, then how do you explain the last two times, count two.
Leo: That's shear coincidence. I'm telling you. Look, come on, Piper, we need to get past this.
Piper: Yeah, and I need to feel like it's just you and me and not the whole universe watching.

Phoebe: You came all the way over her for me? I mean, for w-we? For us?

Phoebe: Okay, this better be good.
Prue: Yeah, well, I was up in the attic and when I woke up there was a pillow hovering above my face about to smother me.
Piper: A pillow?
Phoebe: Hovering? Well, that must be the infamous pillow smothering demon.
Piper: Maybe is was just a nightmare.
Prue: It wasn't a nightmare and it certainly wasn't a joke. There's a demon after me or us, I know it.

Cole: Come out, come out wherever you are.
Troxa: What do you think the triad will say when I tell them you saved the witches?
Cole: That I didn't want you to get them first.

Troxa: After all, you can't fight what you can't see.

Phoebe: Can you hand me that? Actually, no, just pour it down my throat.
Piper: You didn't sleep either?
Phoebe: Not a wink. Thank god for make-up. Hey, maybe we should get an alarm system.

Phoebe: Prue, this is important. Maybe the guy who broke into the house took them.
Prue: Yeah, or maybe it was a demon who took them for some weird ritualistic ceremony?
Phoebe: Now would that be the, um, pillow smothering or the lock picking demon?

Leo: As far as the triad's concerned, they don't know much, they don't even know what it really is.
Prue: Wow, six thousand years of conflict and that's it? These guys are serious underachievers.
Leo: What they do know through, is that the triad is at the highest level of the other side.

Piper: What is this?
Prue: A way to always be prepared.
Phoebe: These are very big contraceptives, Prue.
Prue: They are sneakers, alright. You know, we're always wearing inappropriate footwear when demons attack. Now we will be prepared. Keep them with you at all times.
Phoebe: I am gonna be so fast in these.
Darryl: We're making progress. The same set of fingerprints were found on all the broken mirrors.
Leo: Whose are they?
Darryl: Unfortunately FBI computer came up with a blank. Which just means the perp had no criminal record.
Piper: So what does that mean? That it's some weird crazy person?
Darryl: I can't say, I don't have enough to go on. I mean, we've got broken mirrors and nothing's missing.

Prue: Alright, well, if it's a stalker, it's a demonic stalker.

Prue: If the demon doesn't kill me, my editor will.

Cole: I found your Achilles heal. Cold is very revealing for you. Although, worse because since you can't feel, you don't even know when it's cold.

Phoebe: Have you seen Cole?
Abbey: Who?
Phoebe: Tall, dark, good looking, district attorney? Okay, no good. How about an easy one - where's Piper?
Abbey: Oh, she's in the back, in the office.
Phoebe: Okay, thanks.

Piper: It's okay. I can't do it anyway.
Phoebe: I am so sorry to hear that

Piper: I'm so tired of living under this scrutiny.
Phoebe: Well, I told you I didn't see anything.
Piper: Not you, them. I thought doing it somewhere else might take the pressure off.
Phoebe: Mmm, I'm bummed for you, Piper, I really am. But I gotta tell you, Leo is looking fine.
Piper: I thought you didn't see anything.
Phoebe: Well, nothing good. Okay, here is my stalker list. It's mostly guys that I knew in New York.
Piper: Wow, you were busy in New York.

Phoebe: What happened to "there's a demon on my ass" Prue?
Prue: Well, um, I set a trap.
Piper: A trap?

Phoebe: So is this like a bear trap with big claws?

Piper: And how does that work?
Prue: Well, the minute the demon steps into the grid, this glows and he's zapped.
Piper: So whatever it is, is electrocuted.
Prue: Yeah, well, whatever demon.
Phoebe: Mmm hmm, and what about human? Or feline? You're gonna fry Kit.
Prue: Well, Kit can't get in 'cause I locked the attic door.
Piper: So, Prue, you've booby-trapped our house.

Piper: This is not good.
Phoebe: No, if she keeps this up we're gonna have to do a demon intervention.
Sean: It drives me crazy.
Prue: Psycho freaky crazy?

Prue: Alright, we don't really know what kind of demon this is, so we have to go in attacking. Piper, you freeze him and I will tie him up.
Piper: Speaking of freezing...it's freezing in here.
Phoebe: That's because every window in the house is open. What kind of demon would do that?
Prue: Oh, who cares.

Prue: Phoebe, it's a trap for demons. You do the math. What are you doing here?

Phoebe: Cole, I am so sorry. Please forgive us.
Cole: I'll take that under advisement.

Cole: Do you know that your trap is the equivalent of having a loaded shotgun with a trip wire behind your front door? That's illegal. I'm an ADA, an officer of the court. I could have you arrested.

Phoebe: How could you? How far are you gonna let this obsession go, Prue?
Prue: Phoebe, listen...
Phoebe: No, I'm not gonna listen, Prue. You didn't nearly catch a demon, you nearly killed a district attorney. My district attorney.
Prue: How do you know we didn't catch a demon? I mean, think about it, Phoebe. He is always around when something is going on. I mean, look at tonight.
Phoebe: You're right, he's a plant. Trying to get close to me so he can kill us. Now is everyone a demon, Prue? You are crazy right now.

Phoebe: There's your demon, Prue. I'm going to call Morris.

Prue: Piper, my instincts are almost always right, I have to trust them.
Piper: You have to trust them. And I'm not saying that you shouldn't but, Prue, there are other evils in the world and some of them are even human.

Cole: Pissing you off for one thing. I don't wanna be always looking over my shoulder for the rest of eternity. You want the Charmed Ones, they're all yours.
Troxa: I don't trust you.

Phoebe: Oh, you know what? I don't care, I'm just so mad at Prue. I mean, it's one thing to be obsessed, you know, but it's another thing to hurt innocent people.
Piper: Okay, but she is trying to look out for us, but there is a triad demon on the loose.
Phoebe: I understand that, Piper, but it is not Cole.

Prue: All right, what the hell happened?
Leo: The triad.
Phoebe: Wait, so they know where we live now?
Piper: No, they know where he is, or was. All that matters is he's gone.

Piper: Troxa, an invisible demon. His weakness is that his ectoplasmic biochemistry is sensitive to cold, may become partially visible.
Prue: Wait a second, so if someone hadn't turned on the a/c, opened up all the windows and made it freezing in here, I never would've seen him.

Leo: Well, I hope so. From what I've heard about Belthazor, we're gonna need all the help we can get.
Piper: What do you mean?
Leo: Well, he's infamous. He's a demonic soldier of fortune. He's one of the most evil vile creatures there is.

Phoebe: Wait, that's the demon we say try to take the Book Of Shadows a couple of weeks ago.
Piper: So Troxa's right. There's somebody else out there to get us.
Prue: Well, at least now we know who he is.
Piper: But we're safe for now. So I'm gonna take this rare opportunity to get a good night sleep.

Phoebe: Uh, yeah, I-I was just thinking there are still so many loose ends. I mean, the broken mirrors, the a/c, the open windows, the dead flowers, the stuff that's missing.
Piper: Are you obsessing now? It's over, we were wrong.

Darryl: Piper, hey, hey, where's Prue? I can't reach her anywhere. At the manor, on her cell.
Piper: That's weird, we just talked to her on her cell. Why? What's going on?
Darryl: I've got a match up with the finger prints I got at your house.

Prue: You know, you can never be too careful with demons or mortals.
Phoebe: So rumor has it Leo is installing an alarm system in the house.
Prue: Yeah, I know, and we're gonna have to lock the doors and do all that responsible stuff women should do in the big city.
Phoebe: I agree. And we're gonna have to watch out for Belthazor.

Phoebe: You don't like him do you?
Prue: No, I don't...really know him. Do you?
Phoebe: No, um, not as well as I'd like to. Actually, you know, I think I'm gonna go see what I can do about that.
Prue: Be careful.

Phoebe: So, still friends?
Cole: I hope we're more than that.
Phoebe: Do you? Prove it.