[Scene: Magic School, Hallway outside Great Hall. ‘Piper’ is running down the hallway. A demon appears behind her and throws an energy ball at her. ‘Piper’ ducks and hits the table in front of her. He creates another energy ball. ‘Prue’ steps out from behind a column. The demon throws the energy ball. ‘Prue’ deflects it back to the demon, but he side-steps it. ‘Phoebe’ steps out and fights him. The demon flips down on the floor. The demon shakes his head and stands up. ‘Piper’ blows him up. The ‘sisters’ gather.) 'Prue': Nice teamwork. 'Piper': You mean nice sister work. 'Phoebe': We are definitely getting better at this. 'Prue': Well, we should be, we’ve been doing it long enough. 'Piper': I think we’re ready. 'Phoebe': So do I. Male Demon: I don’t. (He steps out from the shadows.) Something is still missing. 'Prue': What do you mean? How many more demons do we have to vanquish? 'Piper': We’ve been training for this for like eight years. 'Phoebe': We’ve mastered their powers. Male Demon: Their individual powers, yes. But you’re still missing their collective power: The Power of There. And until you get it, you will never truly replace the Charmed Ones. (The ‘sisters’ morph back into three dark-haired demons.) Opening Credits [Scene: Manor, main hall. Prue comes downstairs with a large box. Piper is sitting in the dining room, looking through the Book of Shadows.] Prue: Anyone down here? Big box in high heels. (She gets to the bottom.) Need some help. Piper: Just a sec. (There are other books and note pads. Prue puts the box down on the table behind her.) Uh, sorry. Do you need help? Prue: Well, I did. Now I just need a sec. Piper: Okay, well, since I have you... (Prue looks at her watch.) Prue: Piper, I’m kind of running late. I have to go sign the loan docs and I want to stop by the condo before work. Piper: Loan docs? (She stands up.) Wow, I didn’t realize this was moving along so quickly. (Prue smiles.) But you know I’ve been so focused on getting Leo back. Prue: Yeah. I know. Piper: But I have made a list of Seers and Oracles and anyone that might be able to foresee who we’ll have to fight in order to get him back. Prue: Great. Okay, well call me if you find anything. (She goes back to her box.) Piper: Well, I was thinking... uh, I was thinking that maybe you should take my jeep because my car holds so much more than yours doesn’t it? Prue: Right. (Piper smiles.) Piper, are you sure you’re okay with me moving out? Piper: Yeah. Of course I am. I mean, we can’t be roommates forever. That’s just weird. Prue: Okay. Well, here I go. (She grabs her box. Phoebe walks in from the kitchen and groans.) Phoebe: Oh, what am I gonna do? (Prue puts her box down.) I’m supposed to have a date with Harry tonight, and he is in the worst mood. He’s lost his car keys, he’s lost his wallet, and he’s locked himself out of his apartment. And I need him to be in a good mood for what I want to do tonight. Prue: We aren’t talking about sex, are we? Phoebe: No. We’re not talking about sex. I finally got up my courage to tell him, eh, you know, that I’m a witch. And I feel like I have to do it tonight otherwise I might woos out. I really need to know if he’s, okay with who I am. You’ve been through this a lot, Prue. Got any advice? Prue: Well, hope he doesn’t faint. (Phoebe rolls her eyes.) No. I don’t know. I haven’t had any success with these things. Just ease into it, you know, try to lessen the blow. Phoebe: Okay, how? Piper: Maybe call in some reinforcements. Maybe ask some of your magical friends to help him have a better day so you can have a better night. Phoebe: Like fairies or something? Prue: Sure. Fairies, leprechauns, whatever. (She turns back to her box.) Good luck. (Phoebe leaves.) Piper: Uh, Prue? Prue: Uh-huh? Piper: I was actually hoping that maybe you could help me narrow down the list a little bit before you go. Prue: Oh, Piper. I’m really late. Piper: Oh, okay. Well, you know, it’s just Leo. (Prue makes a small noise.) Really come on. All I need is one little bit of telepathy. How hard can it be? Prue: Okay. (She drops the box on the floor.) [Scene: Magic School, Great Hall. The girl demons wait as Male Demon stands behind a table.] Demon1: What more do we have to do to convince you? Male Demon: Convincing me is irrelevant. We only get one shot at freeing our brethren. Demon2: We know that, Savard. Savard: Then you also know that there’s a reason why our kind has been enslaved for centuries. The slave king is no ordinary demon. Demon3: We escaped. Savard: Yes. So we could return with enough power to destroy him. A power I’m not sure we’ve got yet. Demon3: We’ve spent the last eight years replicating the greatest power there is. Demon2: Charmed power. Demon1: And we’ve not only studied every aspect of what they know and who they are. Demon3: We’ve infused our blood with their magical blood so that their power is our power. Demon1: Which means, we may already have the Power of Three. Savard: But you haven’t shown it yet! (The three girls back off.) In any test or trial. Which means, you don’t have it. And you need to get it. If you have any hopes of destroying the slave king. There must be a way. Think back. Tap into your knowledge of the riches. Demon1: Phoebe was stuck in a genie’s bottle once. If we could trap her in it again, maybe we could command her, master to genie to tell us how. Demon3: Forget it. Leo got rid of the bottle. Demon2: What about using the sword? Excalibur? Demon3: No. Only Wyatt can wield it. Demon2: Okay. Maybe I could pose as Prue. Trick the sisters into helping us. Demon3: Uh, right. Like that’s gonna work. Demon1: Look, do you have any ideas? Or are you just gonna shoot down all of ours? Demon3: Um, at least I don’t come up with stupid ideas. (They start arguing. Savard slams his hand down.) Savard: Hey! (The girls stop.) Knock it off! At least you’ve got the sibling rivalry down pat. Demon1: Wait. The dollhouse. It’s a magical replica of the real house, isn’t it? Which is believed to be magical in and of itself. Demon3: The house is the witches’ power base. Has been for generations. Savard: So? Demon2: So, if we could trap all of them inside the dollhouse... Demon3: Like Piper was trapped once before... Demon2: Then we’ve got the Power of Three contained. And if we were in the real manor while they’re in the dollhouse... Demon1: We might be able to channel the Power of Three into us. (The girls smile.) It just might work. (Savard smiles.) [Scene: Manor, attic. Savard shimmers in. He finds the dollhouse under a cloth covering.] Piper: (from downstairs) Anybody up there? (Savard puts his hand on the dollhouse and shimmers out with it. Piper enters.) Hello? (She finds the book stand empty. She leaves.) [Cut to Prue’s bedroom. Billie sits on the bed, flipping through the Book of Shadows and taking notes. Papers, books, and notes are spread all over. Piper enters.] Piper: Billie, what are you doing? Billie: What else? Still trying to find my sister. Trying to figure out what this symbol means or where it leads. I figure it has to be demonic, right? Piper: No. I mean... Billie: I mean, if it’s in her diary, you’d think I’d be able to find something about it in this book, but I... Piper: Billie, what are you doing in Prue’s room? Billie: Oh, uh, well she said I could hang out in here because she’s not gonna be using it. Is that okay? Piper: Oh. Yeah. Sure. I mean, you know, if she’s not going to be using it anymore. Billie: Maybe I should just take this stuff to my dorm. Piper: No, no, no. Don’t be ridiculous. I just, you know, I wish she would’ve said something, that’s all. Is that our spirit board? Billie: Uh, yeah, she said I could borrow it to contact Christy. Can I? Piper: Yeah. You know, sure. If you want to start paying rent. (Billie gives her a look. Piper grins.) Just kidding. Can I borrow the Book? (The Book of Shadows orbs out.) Billie: Hey, where’d it go? [Cut to Conservatory. The Book of Shadows is opened on the Fairies page. The picture comes to life as a real fairy, which hovers above the Book. Phoebe sits on the couch.] Phoebe: Hey, there. Okay. Here’s the thing. My sort of hopefully he’ll become my boyfriend Harry, he’s having a bit of a problem losing things like a wallet, his eyes, you know, stuff like that. And not to cast any aspersions on your character, you guys are known for the kind of sticky finger problem. (The fairy smiles.) So I was wondering if you could go back to your people, and tell them to put everything back. That would help me so much because I really, really, really need his undivided attention tonight. (The fairy nods.) Thank you. (The fairy zooms away. Piper comes downstairs.) Piper: Phoebe, what are you doing? Phoebe: Just taking Prue’s advice. (She grins and leaves. Piper closes and picks up the Book of Shadows.) [Scene: Harry’s office. Phoebe sits at his desk as Harry talks to her.] Harry: Really? It’s the most amazing thing. I mean, first my keys turn up in the laundry. Then one of my parolees finds my wallet. Still has everything in it. Phoebe: That’s great. Harry: My 49ers hat, I lost it in high school. My letterman’s jacket. It’s like everything is turning up. It’s crazy. Phoebe: Very subtle. I mean, very, very lucky. Some would say magical. Harry: Yeah, I don’t know, but I’ll take it. Phoebe: So good. Are we still on for dinner? Harry: What’s so important that you can’t tell me right now? Phoebe: You’re just going to have to wait and hear all about it tonight. Seven o’clock okay? Harry: Look, Phoebe. Five of my parolees have job interviews tomorrow. They all asked me to write letters of recommendation for them tonight. Phoebe: Okay. Write them. Harry: Yeah. Well, that’s a little easier said than done. I, um, I’m not a writer, Phoebe. Look-look, please. Don’t think that I don’t want to go out with you, okay, I do. I have all this work. I don’t want to let these guys down. Who knows, maybe I’ll get inspired. (Phoebe stands up.) Phoebe: I think should count on that. I’ll see you at seven, Harry. (She steps out of the office and closes the door behind her.) (whispers) “Being of creativity, show yourself to me.” (The muse appears.) Hey, muse, right? Could you do me a favour and inspire my friend Harry in there. I’d really appreciate it. Thank you. (She leaves. The muse goes into Harry’s office.) [Scene: Prue’s office. Prue is on her laptop.] Assistant: Prue, Piper’s on line 2-5. Prue: Okay. Got it. (She picks up the line.) Hey. What’s up? Piper: Have you ever heard of a wizard named Zakal? Phoebe: No. Why? [Cut to Manor, dining room. Piper sits at the table, looking through the Book of Shadows.] Piper: Well, he’s been around for ages, and supposedly he’s very well connected. He worked for the Source back in the day. Prue: Uh-huh. Piper: Are you typing? [Cut to Bay Mirror. Prue stops typing and goes to the window.] Prue: Uh, no. No. I’m not writing. Of course I’m not writing. Piper: Prue, this is important. This guy could know who’s after us. Prue: Or not. Look, sweetie, bringing Leo home is the most important thing in the world. To all of us. But it’s not going to happen over night. Piper: It’s also not going to happen if we don’t try. Prue: Yeah, but we have been trying. And we can’t just stop living our lives, you know. I mean, you said so yourself. Piper: Yeah, well. I didn’t mean it. (Prue sighs.) Look, I just don’t want to lose this lead, okay? He could know something. Prue: All right, look. I haven’t signed the loan docs yet, so why don’t I swing by after work. Piper: Well, you have my car. And the car seats are in my car. Well, I have to drop the kids off at dad’s don’t I? Prue: Okay, you know what, I’m beginning to think that you’re sabotaging me moving out. Piper: Are you kidding me? Please, I’ve already rented out your room. (Prue smiles.) Oh, by the way could you do me a favour and pick up some mandrake root on your way home? If this guy, Zakal, doesn’t want to be cooperative, we may need a vanquishing potion. Okay, thanks. [Cut to Manor. Piper hangs up.] [Scene: Hallway. Prue pushes the button for the elevator. The bell dings and the door opens. She steps inside. Savard, in a suit, stands there.] Prue: Hi. (She pushes the floor button.) Savard: Hello. (The doors close. He waves his hand and catches Prue’s jacket as she slips out of it and onto the floor, unconscious. Demon1 shimmers in.) Demon1: I’ve always admired her sense of fashion. (She morphs into Prue. Savard hands her the jacket.) Savard: Keys are in the pocket. (She puts the jacket on.) Remember, get the sisters to use the Power of Three as soon as possible. So we can see if this is going to work or not. ‘Prue’: But we have no idea what’s going on in their lives right now. Savard: Just wing it. Be yourself. Or rather, be Prue. Just don’t get too eager. You’ll tip the sisters off. (He puts a hand on Prue and shimmers out. The elevator doors open and ‘Prue’ walks out.) Commercial Break [Scene: Dollhouse, living room. Prue stands up.] Prue: Piper? (No answer.) Pheebs? (She flicks the light switch, but the lights don’t turn on. She goes to the window and pulls the curtains aside. She goes to the front door and walks out onto the porch. She is in a demonic cave. Savard shimmers in and she gasps. She runs back inside. Savard kicks the house, making it shake. He carries the dollhouse onto a small table and kneels in front of it.) Savard: First time’s a foot. Next time, a fireball. [Scene: Manor, kitchen. Piper is cooking at the stove. Phoebe walks in.] Piper: Hey, good, you’re back. How’d it go with Harry? (Phoebe sits on a stool.) Phoebe: Oh, not so hot. I had to summon a muse. (She picks up a spoon and stirs the pot as Piper adds something.) Piper: Oh, fairy wasn’t cutting it? Phoebe: No. I cannot believe how hard it is just to tell somebody about magic. Piper: Just wait ‘til you have to explain demons to him. Which, by the way, we will be going after one if Prue ever gets home. Phoebe: That’s a big adjustment, huh? Piper: Believe me. I’m fine. Really. Really! I just need her to help me with this wizard, and that’s all. (‘Prue’ enters.) ‘Prue’: Oh, hello. (Phoebe smiles.) Phoebe: Hey, there. ‘Prue’: Can I come in? Piper: Of course you can come in. Don’t be ridiculous. Thank you for coming. ‘Prue’: Well, great. Whatever you need. Piper: Thank you. ‘Prue’: You’re welcome. So what do you need? Piper: The mandrake root. ‘Prue’: Oh, right. The mandrake root. Where exactly do we keep that again? Piper: You were supposed to get some on your way home. Phoebe: You know, for the whole wizard situation. ‘Prue’: Oh, yeah. That’s right. Uh, are we gonna need the Power of Three by any chance for this? Piper: You know we will? What’s the matter with you? ‘Prue’: Oh, you know. It’s just... Phoebe: Oh, it’s probably just the move. ‘Prue’: Yeah. Yeah. Okay, let’s see where I put that mandrake root. (She puts her hand in her pocket. It glows and she pulls out some mandrake root.) Oh, yeah. Here it is. Now, let’s go get those demons, shall we? (She tosses it into the pot.) [Scene: Attic. ‘Prue’ throws Zakal against the wall. Piper and Phoebe stand by her.] ‘Prue’: How’d that feel? Piper: Last time. Have you or have you not foreseen any threats against us? Zakal: I’m old. I’m afraid my visions haven’t been very reliable lately. ‘Prue’: Oh, bull. Let’s just vanquish him. (She’s about to throw the potion at him.) Phoebe: Wait. We don’t have to do this so quickly. We can probably get some stuff out of him. Piper: Help us and we’ll spare you. Zakal: All I’ll tell you is that by the time you figure out which demon is after you, it’ll be too late! ‘Prue’: All right, you know what? Forget this. Piper: Prue, no-no-no-no! (She throws the potion at Zakal, vanquishing him.) ‘Prue’: I did it. Piper: Yeah, you did it. Why? ‘Prue’: What do you mean? He’s a demon. We vanquish demons. I mean, that’s what we do, right? Phoebe: Yeah, actually. But we could have made him talk first. ‘Prue’: No. Not Zakal. (They give her a look.) I mean, you know, it’s not like he was going to say anything. Piper: Well, he’s certainly not going to say anything now. What the hell were you thinking? [Scene: Underworld, cave. Prue stands at the dollhouse’s living room window and watches as Demon2 and Demon3 shimmer in.] Savard: Well? Demon2: It worked. Demon3: She blasted Zakal right out of his robe. Savard: Using the Power of Three? Demon2: Definitely. Savard: All right. It’s time to switch one more sister. Demon3: One more? Why not both of us? We know we can channel the Power of Three now. So, let’s just go vanquish the Slave King. Savard: We cannot vanquish him without the potion which means we need a witch to find it for us in the Book of Shadows. Demon3: So why don’t we go look for it? Savard: Because you might be able to fool the sisters, but you cannot fool the Book. It senses evil. Demon2: He’s right? (Savard points at Demon2.) Savard: You go. Play on Piper’s desire to get Leo back. Make it look like the Slave King is behind it all. She will do anything to get her husband back. (Demon2 smiles.) [Scene: Manor, upstairs hallway. Piper and Phoebe follow ‘Prue’ from the attic.] Piper: Wait a second. I’m still talking to you. ‘Prue’: Well, I said I was sorry. What more would you like me to say? Piper: I want you to tell me why you did that. Why you didn’t wait for my cue? ‘Prue’: Well, because I was afraid we were going to be attacked. Piper: Yeah, well, I’m afraid of losing Leo. ‘Prue’: Okay. Don’t use the guilt card with me. Like you did with Tom. Piper: Tom? Tom Peters? Can you think of perhaps a more recent example? ‘Prue’: Well, yeah, I can, but I can’t right now because I’m a little flustered. Phoebe: Guys! Piper: I cannot believe that you care more about getting back to your new condo than Leo. ‘Prue’: How can you even say that? Piper: Do you have another explanation? ‘Prue’: Well, yes. I do. But I’m not going to tell you. (She goes into her bedroom and closes the door behind her. She listens at the door.) Billie: Prue? (She spots Billie still on the bed.) ‘Prue’: Billie. Hey. What are you doing here? Billie: Well, you told me I could use your room, right? ‘Prue’: Oh, yeah. Right. Billie: I just meant I didn’t know you were still here. Do you want me to leave? ‘Prue’: No. No. Don’t be silly. (She sighs.) So why don’t tell me about how your search for Chrissie is going. (She sits down.) Billie: You mean Christy? ‘Prue’: Yeah. Yeah, you know what I mean. (She waves her hand.) Whatever. [Cut to parlor. Phoebe follows Piper downstairs.] Piper: First, all she cares about is her stupid condo, then she comes back here to help and now she’s suddenly trigger happy? She’s all over the map. Phoebe: I’m sure there’s some perfectly good reason. Piper: Oh, yeah. Well, I am still waiting for it. Phoebe: Maybe she was just flustered. Piper: Flustered? If anybody has the right to be flustered around here it would be the newly single mom, okay? Phoebe: You’re right. Piper: Now, I have to go find another damn wizard. (She looks at the dining room table.) Where is the Book? Phoebe: Guess it’s still in the attic. (Piper sighs and goes upstairs. Phoebe’s phone rings. She answers it.) Hey, mister. You better not be cancelling on me. Harry: Uh, I’m not. [Cut to Harry’s office. Harry sits at his desk on the phone.] Harry: Unless you’re breaking up with me, then maybe I should. Phoebe: Oh, got you scared, huh? Harry: Little bit. Little bit. I finished those letters. And wrote you a love letter. Got inspired. Phoebe: I can’t wait to hear it. Assuming you still want to read it to me. Harry: Why wouldn’t I? (The intercom beeps.) Voice: (intercom) Harry, they need you down at the station now. Harry: Hang on a second, Phoebe. (to intercom) What’s going on? Voice: GPS went down on your parolees transmitters. (Harry stands up and starts gathering his things.) Sergeant needs you to help find them. Harry: Great. Phoebe: What does that mean? Harry: Means I got to go. Phoebe: Eh! What about dinner? Harry: Sorry, Phoebe. Bad luck. (He hangs up.) [Cut to Phoebe. She hangs up and rolls her eyes.] [Scene: Living room. Phoebe is talking to a leprechaun.] O’Brien: I’m not on call, you know. Phoebe: Look, I’m not in the mood, okay? Really, really, I’m not. And besides, you guys owe me. You remember a little somebody named Shamus? O’Brien: Ha! So, now it’s blackmail, is it? Phoebe: No. It’s not blackmail. Look, I just need my boyfriend Harry to have a little bit of luck, which is why I need your help. So just please come meet me at the police station in an hour and I will explain to you, okay? O’Brien: All right. But don’t be late. I’m a busy leprechaun, you know. Go n-eiri an bother leat! (A rainbow appears. He steps into it and disappears. Savard is behind Phoebe.) Savard: Don’t you just hate leprechauns? (He waves his hand and Phoebe falls to the ground, unconscious. Demon2 shimmers in and morphs into Phoebe.) You know what to do. (He puts a hand on Paige and shimmers out.) ‘Phoebe’: Yes. I think I do. Commercial Break [Scene: Dollhouse, living room. Prue leads Phoebe in.] Prue: Welcome to the dollhouse. We’re trapped, and even worse than that, we are really, really small. (They go to the window.) Phoebe: Okay, are you saying that that means there is no way out of this place? Prue: Well, unless you want to get squished. Phoebe: This can’t be. I have a date tonight. Sorry. Can’t miss it. Give me your hand. We’re llevitating out of here. (She takes Phoebe’s hand.) Prue: Yeah, but... (She tries to levitate, but can’t.) Phoebe: Why didn’t that work? What is wrong with my powers? Prue: See? That’s what I’m trying to tell you. I think our powers were downsized as well. (Savard is working at his desk. Prue spots a rock and waves her hand at it. The rock moves a little. Savard glances at them, then goes back to his work.) Phoebe: Uh, who’s he? Prue: Uh, he’s the demon that replaced us with lookalikes. Which, by the way, I can’t even believe that you didn’t notice that wasn’t me. Phoebe: Well, so are we. You only vanquished a wizard with us. She van—she van—her—the not you…whatever. Wait a second. We used the Power of Three. Prue: Yeah. I think that’s part of their plan. They keep us here, and then use the Power of Three to vanquish some guy named the slave king and unfortunately, us. Phoebe: We have to get to Piper somehow before they do. Prue: Yeah, but how? [Scene: Manor, Prue’s bedroom. ‘Prue’ lays on the bed, bored.] Billie: So then I tried to match the symbol with the council but it wasn’t a direct match. It just didn’t work. I don’t understand. ‘Prue’: You know what? That’s just a really boring story. Billie: Boring? ‘Prue’: Yeah. I you should just give up. I mean, it’s not like you’re going to really find her anyway. (She leaves and walks into ‘Phoebe’ in the hallway.) Phoebe, don’t start with me, okay? I have a headache. ‘Phoebe’: Forget it, lady. I’m on to you. ‘Prue’: What do you mean? (‘Phoebe’ chuckles.) ‘Phoebe’: Relax. It’s just me, Patra. ‘Prue’: Oh, thank god. This sister stuff is taxing. ‘Phoebe’: Don’t worry. It’ll all be over soon. (They go up to the attic, where Piper sits on the couch, looking through the Book of Shadows.) There you are. Piper: If you two are up here to gang up on me, forget it. ‘Phoebe’: No. Of course not. Prue’s come to apologize. Haven’t you, Prue? Piper: Really? (She closes the Book of Shadows.) Okay, I’m listening. ‘Prue’: Well, Piper, I just wanted to say that I’m sorry for nothing being myself lately, and if it seems that I don’t care about what you’re going through, I’m sorry. Piper: Thank you. I’m sorry, too. ‘Phoebe’: Well, great. Now that that’s taken care of, I’ve got a lead. Piper: What? How? ‘Phoebe’: Psychic grapevine. Turns out that there’s a fast rising demon in the underworld known as the Slave King. ‘Prue’: Oh, the Slave King. Yeah, I’ve heard of him. Piper: Really? I haven’t. ‘Prue’: Well, we do. What do you say we track him down and see if we can find anything. Piper: I don’t know. I think we should focus on this demonic seer I found. ‘Phoebe’: No, no. From what I can gather he’s pretty evil. He’s enslaved an entire demonic race for centuries now. Piper: Well, that actually sounds like a good thing. ‘Phoebe’: No. It’s not. He’s forcing them to do his demonic bidding. (Piper gives her a look.) It’s just something we should check on is all. ‘Prue’: What have we got to lose? ‘Phoebe’: Yeah. Piper: You two seem awfully gung ho about this. ‘Prue’: Well, anything to find Leo, hon. ‘Phoebe’: Should we look at the Book? (Piper goes over to the Book and opens it.) [Scene: Police Station. O’Brien is sitting on a chair and sighs. He looks up and sees Harry find a red folder on the filing cabinet. Harry takes it and shakes his head.] O’Brien: I can’t believe I’m being stood up. (He stands up.) By a witch. (He leaves.) [Cut to Manor, attic. Piper flips through the Book of Shadows as her ‘sisters’ stand behind her.] ‘Phoebe’: Uh, so you see anything? Piper: Not yet. (A rainbow appears and so does O’Brien.) O’Brien: (to ‘Phoebe’) Why didn’t you meet me like you said? ‘Phoebe’: Oh, I’m sorry. You’re? O’Brien: Someone who’s got better things to do than chasing the whims of a witch. No matter how good you been to the little people. ‘Phoebe’: Well, I’ve just been busy helping my sister. O’Brien: I was just trying to give your boyfriend a little luck. That is what you want, isn’t it? ‘Phoebe’: That sounds just, swell. So how about you go give that guy some luck. Scamper off. Skedaddle. Go with God. (She smiles and waves him off.) O’Brien: Fine. But after this, we’re even. Go n-eiri an bother leat! (A rainbow appears. He steps in and the two disappear.) ‘Prue’: Now where were we? [Cut to police station. A rainbow appears in a closed room. O’Brien opens the door and peeks in. He sees Harry and takes out his gold, waving his shillelagh over it.] O’Brien: Slainte is tainte! (A burst of luck travels to Harry. O’Brien smiles. Harry sees him. O’Brien salutes him and leaves. Man1 walks in with a guy.) Man1: Hey. Harry? You’re in luck. Look who I found. Harry: Jameson. Where’d you find him? Jameson: I was just walking in and there he was. Walked right up to me and turned himself in. Officer1: Harry! (He walks in with two more parolees.) Got two more for you. Caught them just before they left town. Harry: Where’d you find them? I’ve been looking for them for weeks. (His phone rings. He answers it.) Yeah, it’s Matthews. What? I just won ten thous—I just won $10,000. I just won $10,000! (Two more officers walk, both with a recaptured parolee.) What is going on today? [Cut to attic.] Piper: Well, he’s powerful, but he’s no seer. I don’t know why he would know who’s after us. Maybe you don’t know what you’re talking about or your powers were faulty. ‘Phoebe’: Well, who are we to question my visions? Piper: We question them all the time. ‘Phoebe’: Right. ‘Prue’: Okay. Can we get on with this? I have to get to work. ‘Phoebe’: Any vanquishing potion in there? Piper: No. ‘Prue’: Okay. Well, we can make one, right? In the back of the book. Just flip to the back of the book. Piper: I know, thank you. (Golden orbs swirl around her, but disappear.) What was that? Did you see that? ‘Phoebe’: See what? Piper: You didn’t see that? That was weird. It felt like somebody was calling me or something. ‘Prue’: That is odd. Uh, is that the potion? Piper: All right. (to ‘Prue’) What is the matter with you two? ‘Prue’: This. (She throws Piper into the wall, knocking her down.) ‘Prue’: Cave. (Piper is shimmered out. Demon3 shimmers in.) Demon3: It’s about time. (She morphs into Piper and goes to the Book.) Okay. We’re gonna need some henbane, gypsy’s blood and hemlock root. [Cut to Dollhouse, foyer. Piper is thrown on the floor. Savard leans in. Phoebe and Prue rush to her.] Savard: Together again. (He waves his fingers and shuts the main doors.) Commercial Break [Scene: Underworld, cave. Savard walks away from the dollhouse.] [Cut into Dollhouse. Phoebe and Prue help Piper up.] Prue: Piper, are you okay? Piper: No. You threw me across the room! Prue: I did not. Phoebe: It’s her demonic double. Piper: What? What are you talking about? Phoebe: We’ve been replaced. (They go into the parlor.) Piper: Oh, no, no, no. Don’t tell me we’re stuck in the dollhouse. Prue: It seems to be an annual event for you. (Phoebe sits on the couch.) Piper: Oh, I should’ve known they were demons. Phoebe: Speaking of demons, did they mention Slave King to you? Piper: Yes. Right before I showed them the vanquishing potion. Phoebe: Oh, great. Prue: Well, there’s nothing you could’ve done. Maybe if I’d been around more lately... Piper: No. Forget about it, Prue. It wasn’t your fault. Phoebe: The question is how do we get out of here? We couldn’t even call you with the lost witch spell. Piper: Oh, that was you. I thought I felt something. Prue: Maybe it’ll work on Billie? Phoebe: How? We don’t even have enough power to cast a spell. Piper: No. But maybe we have enough to get through to the spirit board. Do you think Grams made a replica of that? [Scene: Manor, Prue’s bedroom. Billie is scrying on her computer. The pointer on the Spirit Board moves.] Billie: Christy? D-o-l-l... h-o-u-s-e. Dollhouse? [Scene: Attic. Billie comes in.] Billie: You guys, the weirdest thing just happened. ‘Prue’: Now. ‘Phoebe’: Mustard seed. Billie: No. But you don’t understand. The spirit board, it worked. I actually got a message. ‘Piper’: What kind of message? Billie: Well, it spelled out ‘dollhouse’. And I don’t think that was from Christy, but you guys have a dollhouse, right? ‘Phoebe’: Actually, we got rid of it. ‘Prue’: Keep stirring. Billie: But I thought I saw Wyatt playing with it a few days ago? ‘Prue’: We’ll look for it later. We have a demon to vanquish. Billie: Don’t you think this means something? (‘Prue’ puts down the spoon and goes to Billie.) ‘Prue’: I do believe that my sister just asked you to leave. Billie: Excuse me? ‘Phoebe’: Are you dense? We really don’t have time for your crap right now. Billie: This is a joke, right? You guys have to be joking. ‘Piper’: Do we look like we’re joking? ‘Prue’: Did anybody ever tell you what a giant pain in the ass you are? Billie: What? (‘Phoebe’ pushes her down.) ‘Piper’: I don’t know why we keep you around. Billie: But... ‘Phoebe’: Get rid of her. ‘Prue’: Gladly. Front porch. (Billie astrals out.) That was fun. (‘Phoebe’ sighs.) ‘Phoebe’: Do you think we were too hard on her? I would hate to have blown our cover. ‘Prue’: Doesn’t matter. We don’t have to look like the Charmed Ones anymore. (She morphs back into herself.) We’ve got the Power of Three. (Demon1 and Demon3 both morph back.) Demon1: It’s time to free our kind. (She and Demon3 pick up potions and they shimmer out. Patra shimmers out.) [Scene: Slave King’s World. Demon3, Demon1, and Patra walk in.] Slave King: How dare you escape me. And how dare you return! Come closer. (They don’t move.) Come closer. (The guard pushes Demon3 closer.) You would’ve been wise to have taken your own lives on the outside. Rather than suffer through how I’m going to take them for you. Where’s the other? Savard? Demon1: He’s waiting for us to bring him the good news. Slave King: The good news? What good news? Demon3: Of your demise. (Slave King laughs.) Slave King: Kill them. (The guard steps forward.) Patra: Now! (They throw potions at the Slave King. He’s vanquished, along with his guards.) Demon3: It worked. Patra: We did it. Demon1: I don’t believe it. [Scene: Underworld, cave. Piper stands on the balcony. Her sisters are at the living room window.] Prue: Uh, just out of curiosity, if this doesn’t work, what’s Plan B? Piper: This is Plan B. Billie was Plan A. Prue: Well, remind me to evict her if we get out of this. Phoebe: (to Prue) You’re sure this is gonna work? Prue: Well, I hope so. It’s your plan. Phoebe: You have a point there. (Savard walks over to his desk.) Piper: Okay. Do it now. Prue: Alright. (She waves her hand. A pointed rock moves closer.) Phoebe: Oh, it only moved a little. Prue: Well, maybe that’s because I am little. Piper: Okay. Well, try again. Keep trying. Prue: Fine. (She waves her hand. The pointed rock moves closer.) Phoebe: Better. Okay, Piper. You’re up. Piper: Hey! Yoo-hoo. (She whistles.) Hello? We’d like to have a little chat down here. (Savard walks over.) Phoebe: (to Prue) Okay. A little to the left. (Prue moves the pointed rock closer.) Phoebe: (whispers) Perfect. Savard: What do you want? Piper: You. (She blasts him. He falls back, his head hitting the pointed rock. He is vanquished. Piper rushes down to her sisters.) Let’s get out of here! (Demon3, Demon1, and Patra shimmer in.) Demon3: Where’s Savard? Patra: Savard? Prue: Oh, I think they have a height advantage. Commercial Break [Scene: Underworld, cave.] Demon1: Our kind is finally free, but now Savard will never see it. Demon3: I don’t understand. How could they have killed him? Patra: I don’t know. But they did. [Cut to dollhouse, living room.] Piper: Okay, if Billie doesn’t show up in like two seconds, we’re doll parts. Prue: Hang on. There might be another way. Phoebe: Talk fast. Prue: Well, our individual powers are diminished, put not the Power of Three. Obviously they’re using it. Piper: Talk faster. Prue: Well, if we can get them to stop channeling us, and use their demonic powers, then we can get the Power of Three back. Piper: Theoretically speaking, right? Prue: All we got are theories. Demon3: This is for Savard. Prue: Hey, hey. Hang on a second. What are you – you’re gonna kill me with my own power? What are you, kidding me? How insulting let alone boring. Piper: Yeah. Show some pride. You know what I mean? Be original. Phoebe: You guys must suffer from really low self esteem near as I can figure. Prue: Which is clearly why they had to steal our powers. Piper: That must be very humiliating. (The demons throw fireballs at them, but Prue puts her hand on the wall of the house and astrals the house out.) [Cut to Manor, attic; the dollhouse astrals in. Billie walks over.] Billie: Oh, thank god. I knew you guys wouldn’t really be that mean to me. I mean, I know I can be a huge pain in the ass sometimes... Prue: Billie, zip it! Go get the Book. Billie: Oh, the Book. Right. (She goes to the Book of Shadows.) Piper: Find the power switching spell. Prue: Switch, uh, switch bodies with powers. And then, you know. Improvise. Billie: Okay. Who are we switching? Phoebe: Them. (The demons shimmer into the attic.) Demon1: I thought we booted your ass out. Billie: Uh, you did. But they didn’t. (She motions to the dollhouse.) “What’s theirs is yours, what’s yours is theirs.” (Demon1 throws a fireball at her. She ducks.) “I offer up this gift to share. Switch the bodies through the air.” (The sisters and the demons switch places; the demons now trapped in the dollhouse.) Phoebe: You wanted to live like us, now I guess you get to die like us. Demon3/Demon1/Patra: Oh, crap. (Piper blows up the dollhouse.) Billie: Well, they say imitation is the greatest from of flattery. (The sisters say nothing.) Well, they do. (Phoebe smiles. Piper shakes her head. Prue rolls her eyes.) [Scene: Rooftop. Phoebe and Harry sit at a candle-lit dinner of Chinese take out and wine.] Phoebe: Hey, Harry. Harry: Yeah? Phoebe: Guess what? Harry: What? Phoebe: I like you. Harry: Hey, Phoebe. Guess what? Phoebe: What? Harry: I like you, too. (They kiss.) I’ll tell you, this day is getting a lot better than how it started. Phoebe: Yeah. So far. Harry: Why do you keep saying things like that? What do you have to tell me? Come on. It can’t be that bad. Rooftop picnic. Starlight, candles. Wait, wait. I want to guess first actually. Hold on. Let me see. You used to be a man before? No. That’s not true, right? Good. Come on. Tell me. What is it? Phoebe: I don’t think you’re gonna like it. Harry: You try me. Phoebe: Have you ever wondered about the kind of strange things that happen with me and kind of since you’ve known me? Like why was I there trying to help your parolee? How did I find that baby’s father so quickly? Harry: How’d you get that guy to tell the truth? Phoebe: How did you get shot and miraculously survive? And even little things like today. Finding your keys and your wallet. And then there’s that winning of the $10,000 thing which you should probably give to charity. Because that, you know... Harry: Okay. Okay. What are you trying to tell me, Phoebe? Phoebe: Do you believe in magic? Harry: I don’t know. I don’t think about it much. Why? Phoebe: I think it’s time that you did. In this night, I summon light. (Orb lights appear above their heads.) I’m doing that now. Harry: How? Phoebe: I’m a witch. I have powers. Uh, I can make these kind of things happen. I’m not the kind of witch that rides around on broomsticks, or the hat or with the little black cat. That sort of thing. Um, I use my powers for good. I help people. And this is not going well, and I can see how completely scared off you are from me. Door’s right there, and it won’t hurt my feelings. (She turns away.) Harry: Phoebe? Phoebe: What? Harry: Look at me. (Phoebe does.) I’m not afraid. (He reaches for Phoebe and kiss.)

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