Lilith Hughes: It isn't going to protect her, is it?
Azazeal: You did the right thing.
Lilith Hughes: She's my only girl. You won't hurt her?
Azazeal: Have I ever hurt you?
Lilith Hughes: I want to know. I want to know what'll happen.
Azazeal: It will blind her to the possessed. Nothing more.
Lilith Hughes: Is that a good thing?
Azazeal: Well, if she can't see them, she can't worry about them, can she?
Leon Tyler: We need to cauterize the wound.
Thelma Bates: How do we do that?
Leon Tyler: Well, in star wars they used the light saber
Thelma Bates: Do you have any idea how frustrating it is being a lesbian ghost?
Cassie Hughes: [Thelma has engineered Cassie's dream into a glamourous make-out session between the two of them. Cassie wakes with a start to find Thelma grinning at the foot of her bed] Will you stop that!
Thelma Bates: [grins] That's not what you said a moment ago!
Thelma Bates: You've had a rough deal, Cassie McBain. Your dad's disappeared, your mother's a nutter...
Cassie Hughes: My best friend's a lesbian ghost.
Thelma Bates: Life sucks!
Cassie Hughes: Oh, and there was one other thing. Apparently, I'm a witch.
Thelma Bates: Well, I could've told you that.
Cassie Hughes: I'm sorry I've given you such a hard time. It can't be easy being dead.
Thelma Bates: So, what are you doing here?
Peggy: Actually my father used to own this place?
Thelma Bates: Oh. Sorry.
Peggy: I died here in 1923. I'd like to say my husband caught me with the scullery maid, but actually it was the flu. How about you?
Thelma Bates: I was ritualistically sacrificed by a fallen angel.
Peggy: Ah, the flu, too, eh?