Ghost Whisperer2005

Delia Banks:
Hey, where are you?

Ned Banks:
At the caf?, doing homework.

Delia Banks:
Oh, I thought I'd surprise you and stop by and take you out for something to eat, but you're not here.

Ned Banks:
Where?

Delia Banks:
At the court. Isn't your shooting clinic on Mondays?

Ned Banks:
Okay, promise you won't get mad?

Delia Banks:
Well, I promise I *will* if you don't start talking.

Ned Banks:
Mom, there's no shooting clinic on Mondays.

Delia Banks:
What?

Ned Banks:
I used to meet Jim there on Mondays to practise, but I didn't tell you it was just him and me 'cos I was afraid that if you knew you'd make me come and work at the store instead.

Delia Banks:
Ned, I wish you would've...

Ned Banks:
Please don't be mad.

Delia Banks:
I'm not mad, I'm just... [Sees Sam/Jim on the court with a basketball] I have to call you back... Sam?

Jim Clancy:
Hey, Delia, right?

Delia Banks:
What are you doing here?

Jim Clancy:
Promise not to laugh? I have no idea. I was driving out of town, I was leaving... and then suddenly I got this feeling that I was supposed to be somewhere. Somewhere important. So I just came here. Weird, isn't it?

Delia Banks:
Yeah, you could say that.

Jim Clancy:
I was hoping someone would recognize me. They could tell me why I had to be here.

Delia Banks:
It's really you.

Jim Clancy:
Sorry?

Delia Banks:
I think you could be right. I think you are supposed to be somewhere.

Jim Clancy:
Where?