Diane: You telling me, that from beyond the grave my son wants to know who gave him up?
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Diane: (she's speaking to Jason) You were my greatest gift, you made my life shine.
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Melinda:I have to tell a woman the baby she gave away eighteen years ago is dead, and then I have to tell her he wants to met her. It's not the type of conversation you want to have over the phone.
Jim: Or, in person.
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Andrea: I'm not Squeaky anymore.
Melinda: Yeah, I wasn't feeling Squeaky.
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Jim: Melinda, friend or foe?
Melinda: Friend, I think, be up in a minute.
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Sybil: What's it like being dead?
Jason: Kind of like being a freshman all over again.
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Melinda: We have company downstairs.
Jim: Living or dead?
Melinda: One of each.
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Andrea: Either I have a fever or I'm seeing ghosts now too. (Sybil, Jason's sister who dresses in goth shows up at the store.)
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Jason: What if she doesn't remember me?
Melinda: I've never given birth but from what I've heard it's not something you forget
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Melinda: (to Jim) That's the problem. You've been too busy working when you could have been playing with me.
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(looking at babies in the hospital nursery)
Melinda: Someday we'll have one of our own.
Jim: Four or five.
Melinda: Ouch! We'll definitely need a bigger house.
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Melinda: So much sorrow for such a young life. I think what you're doing is great.
Guardian: It's a calling, like yours. You're helping someone who's adopted?
Melinda: He wants to find his mother. I'm hoping the hospital records will have her name, maybe an old address.
Guardian: Tricky business. Although from what I've learned over the years you can always count on the courts to have adoption records on file. Although getting to see them is another matter.
(Monitor goes flat and the Angel smiles gently.)
Guardian: Time for us to go.
(The Angel reaches for the premature baby and puts the baby in his arms and smiles at Melinda. Melinda looks at the incubator at the lifeless body while the Angel disappears.)
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