Jim: She [the ghost] came back? Why didn't you wake me up?
Melinda: Cuz I didn't have any dynamite.
Melinda: Was that Ned [on the phone]?
Delia: Yeah. I always thought that I'd worry about him less as he grew up, but I, worry about him more. You know, at this rate I won't stop worrying about him until I'm dead.
Melinda: Oh, if you're lucky.