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"Thank You for Not Morphing" Episode: #1.3 - October 10 1998

Contributed by Amanda B.

Prue: So we agreed. 20 minutes?
Piper: Prue, you canít do a party in 20 minutes.
Prue: Watch me.
Phoebe: Prueís party tips: Meet, greet and bail.
Prue: Hey Iím sorry but some of us have a job.
Phoebe: And some of us have fun.
Piper: And some of us are having a really bad hair day.
Prue: You know, that is a sign. Letís turn back now before itís too late.
Piper: No.
Phoebe: Prue, itís never too late for a party.
Piper: Itís never too late Prue.
Phoebe: Remember my sweet 16? Hey I have an idea. Why donít we throw a party and charge admission? Itís a great way to make extra cash.
Prue: Hey, I have an even better idea. Why donít you just get a job.
Marshall: Oh. The sisters Halliwell. Now the party can begin.
Woman: Itís about time you chicks showed.
Fritz: Hey, Prue, Iím glad you made it.
Prue: Wouldnít miss it for the world Fritz.
Piper: Marshall, the place looks great.í
Marshall: Thank you. Weíre mostly just restoring it. I didnít want to change it, you know, too much. You guys knew the old owners, didnít you?
Phoebe: We basically grew up with their kids. We probably know the house better than you guys.
Marshall: Oh, I know. Hey, howís the bar?
Fritz: Oh, dry. Iíll take care of it.
Woman: No. My turn.
Marshall: Try to behave Cynda. We have guests.
Fritz: You know, sisters.
Prue: Tell me about it.
Marshall: So, listenÖÖ..enjoy the party.
Phoebe: Okay.
Prue: Okay. I came, I saw, I was perky. Now I just want my head on a pillow because I have to wake up early.
Phoebe: NO. I mean, not yet.
Piper: Yeah, Prue, we just got here. It-it wouldnít look good.
Prue: All right. Whatís going on?
Phoebe: Going on? What do you mean? Oh what a coinkidink! Look whoís here.
Prue: Phoebe, you didnít.
Phoebe: Well, your fingers werenít doing the walking. Somebodyís had to.
Prue: We have been through this okay? Cop, witch--itís not a love connection.
Phoebe: Boy, girl. Lighten up.
Piper: Hi Andy.
Prue: Weíre uhÖworking on their subtlety.
Andy: Then itís on to ending hunger and creating world peace right?
Prue: Hm, what will I do with my Saturday?
Andy: Funny you should ask. I donít mean to push it, but I was wondering, if youíre not doing anything, I kinda have these tickets, but theyíre for a Warriors game, and you probably wouldnít be interested, soÖ
Prue: Well, the team canít do any worse than they did last year. Did you see them get creamed by the Lakers?
Andy: Impressive. Is that a yes?
Prue: You knowÖumÖI need to check my book, Ďcause I might have a thing.
Andy: A thing.
Fritz: So Prue, I hear your friend is a cop.
Prue: Inspector, actually.
Fritz: Oh, yeah. I got these parking ticketsÖ
Andy: Yeah, my focus is mainly homicide, robbery.
Fritz: Yeah. Yeah. So I have these parking tickets.
Prue: Gotta go.
Fritz: Maybe you couldÖ
Andy: Prue, wait.
Prue: (quietly) Phoebe.

Phoebe: How big was this dog again?
Prue: Huge! Did you see the scratches on the attic door?
Piper: What was it doing in the house?
Prue: I donít know. Someone obviously left the door open again.
Phoebe: Why do you always assume itís me? What about Piper?í
Piper: Not it.
Phoebe: Well, itís not a big deal. We checked the house, and nothing is missing except my Pat Boone Christmas CD.
Piper: You know, this is really creepy. If there was a dog in the house, then it had to have an owner. No dog can open that front door, let alone reach the top shelf.
Phoebe: Hey, maybe we should get a security system.
Prue: No, They are way too expensive. Besides, after what happened, Andyí will be checking on us every five minutes.
Piper: Ooh. You told him.
Phoebe: Convenient. So what should we do?
Prue: Well, either we could rely on our vicious guard cat to protect us, or we could remember to lock the doors.
Phoebe: That is a really good idea, Prue.
Prue: Unlock the door, Phoebe.
Victor: I was told that you might be able to help me. Iíd like to have thisÖ..appraised.
Prue: Well, you would be better off going to the houseís appraiser.
Victor: Iíve been there. Heíd need a week, and I just...well, I wouldnít feel right without it. Itís a family heirloom.
Prue: I feel like umÖ I think Iíve seen a ring similar to this before. The settings quite old, at least 17th century. The stones look like chrysolite. Keep in mind this is just an educated guess.
Victor: PleaseÖ Guess away.
Prue: If Iím not mistaken, itís a stone that the Egyptians would protect them against spells, curses, evil spiritsÖ This wouldnít be a wedding band, by any chance, would it?
Victor: You tell me.
Prue: The stones are set in twos, a symbol of duality. Man, woman. Again protection.
Victor: And what does all that tell you?
Prue: Where did you get this ring? What did you say your name was?
Victor: I think you know what my name isÖ Prudence.
Prue: Get out and stay away from us.
Victor: Iím staying at the Beaumark. What do you say you and your sisters join me for dinner? Letís say tomorrow night? We can talk.
Prue: After how you abandoned us? How dare you!
Victor: Fiery temper. I like that. It reminds me of someone I know.
Prue: Iím nothing like you. I would never leave my responsibilities to my family.
Victor: I can see we have some issues to work through.
Prue: Oh, weíve got the whole subscription. Now get out before I have you thrown out.
Victor: Is that any way to talk to your father?
Piper: I wonder why he went to you first. I mean, why not Phoebe or me?
Prue: Piper, itís not like I won the lotto.
Phoebe: What was he like? Did he ask about us?
Prue: Actually, no. Phoebe, think about it. He abandoned us. He was a no-show for 20 years, then what suddenly, here he is? Why now?
Piper: Maybe he just wants to be a part of our lives.
Prue: After all this time? Donít get your hopes up.
Phoebe: Well, thereís only one way to find out. Why wait till dinner. Letís go see him now.
Prue: Will you be rational? Donít you find it just a little suspicious that just when we find outÖ
Waitress: Let me get that for you.
Prue: Just when we find out that weíre witches, he shows up, but when mom dies, heís nowhere to be found?
Phoebe: He sent us birthday cards.
Prue: Selective memory. Grams always told us he was a threat to us. Thereís no reason to think thatís changed.
Piper: Prue, itís not that I donít see your point, but you knew him, we didnít. Why canít we have a chance to know him now?
Prue: Because we really donít know why heís here. And until we do, we canít trust him.
Victor: Entrez.
Phoebe: Daddy?
Victor: Well, well. What a nice surprise.
Phoebe: Iím uhÖ Iím sorry to just show up like this. I know I was supposed to wait for dinner, but IÖ
Victor: No. Nonsense. Welcome. Let me get a good look at you. This is my baby girl, littleÖ Piper? Phoebe.
Phoebe: Yeah. Thatís okay. People confuse us all the time.
Victor: Are you kidding? I should be slapped and persecuted. Let me make it up to you. How about some room service?
Phoebe: I just ate, actually.
Victor: A drink? You are legal, right?
Phoebe: Barely, but no thanks.
Victor: A massage? I can call Lucy back.
Phoebe: No, really. I donít want anything. I just wanted to look at you.
Victor: Itís like looking in a mirror, isnít it? Youíve got your daddyís eyes, you know that?
Phoebe: I noticed that.
Victor: How about a hug? Awww. They always manage to find me.
Phoebe: You know you know, itís. okay. IĒÖ Iíll just see you at dinner. I gotta go.
Victor: Phoebe. Phoebe, wait.
Prue: Andy, what are you doing here?
Andy: Oh,.. Door was open.
Prue: Again?
Andy: Yeah, I came by to check up, and it was open. I looked around. Everything seems to be in order. Do you want me to check upstairs?
Prue: UmÖ No, no. Thatís okay, really. Oh, and about tomorrow night, Iíve changed my mind. Weíre on.
Andy: Excuse me?
Prue: Well, youíre never going to believe who popped back into my life after 20 years-- Victor, my dad.
Andy: Your dad?
Prue: Yeah. He wants to have dinner, and Iíd really rather avoid that. Too bad the games not tonight. Oh, hi Cynda.
Cynda: Hey. Oh. Everything okay?
Prue: Yeah. Thanks.
Cynda: Bye.
Prue: Nice party last night.
Andy: Guess Iíll get going too.
Phoebe: Prue, you donít know for sure.
Prue: I know plenty. First, someone rips of the attic door. Then the Book of Shadows ends up downstairs. Isnít that enough?
Piper: Why would someone want the book?
Prue: For one reason, they know what it can do. They want its power. Our power.
Piper: That would mean itís someone who knows us, knows weíre witches.
Prue: Yeah. Someone like Victor.
Phoebe: What? Dad?
Prue: Look, just think about it. The moment he shows up someone makes two attempts to grab the book? Coincidence? I think not.
Phoebe: The craft is a chick thing, Prue. Itís passed on down the female line. Thereís a good chance Dad doesnít even know weíre charmed.
Prue: And thereís just a good of a chance he does.
Piper: What would he want with the book? And why would he take it from us? Phoebe, help me out here. Phoebe.
Phoebe: Okay. Letís just say for the sake of argument that he is after it. Wouldnít he have taken it with him? He wouldnít have left it behind.
Piper: Okay we have to call the cops and report it as a break in.
Prue: And tell them what? That someone broke in our house and tried to steal our broomsticks? I mean, please. Besides, Andy has already been here.
Phoebe: Oh. So Andy was hereÖ Again. Talk about convenient. Did you ever think of pointing the finger at him?
Prue: Heís probably the one that scared Victor away. Until we figure out whatís going on, and whether Victor is involved or not, weíve got to hide the Book. Either that, or we canít leave the house.
Piper: Fine. Then we hide the book because Iím going to dinner tonight. I want to see dad.
Phoebe: So do I.
Prue: Iíve already seen him.
Victor: Girls, itís so nice to see you. Itís not like we donít have a lot to talk about.
Phoebe: We do. I mean, yeah, we have a few questions.
Victor: You know the last time we ate together; you would only eat food that was white. Glad to see youíve outgrown it.
Piper: Thatís right. I was four.
Victor: And, Phoebe that would have made you what? One? You know, you couldnít walk yet, but you could swim. You were a fish. This feels right, doesnít it? It feels natural, almost like normal.
Piper: Almost. Itís just, umÖ Well, why? I mean after all this time, why here? Why now?
Victor: Well, I heard the food is pretty good here, and it is dinnertime.
Waiter: Here you are maíam.
Phoebe: Thank you.
Victor: Bon appetit.
Andy: My plans for tonight fell through. Figured Iíd stop by.
Prue: And then all of a sudden, there he was. He just showed up at work.
Andy: I canít believe it. How are you dealing?
Prue: Honestly, Iím not.
Andy: I donít blame you. What do you think he wants?
Prue: Dinner. Piper and Phoebe are there with him now. You know, they just donít understand. They donít know him like I do. I canít believe I let them go. I canít believe they went. Heís acting like no time has passed-- like Iím still his little girl-- and Iím not. There are things I want to tell him. I want him to know what he missed, you know. Like the time I broke my arm, or the day I finally passed my drivers test. Our prom.
Andy: Didnít we miss that too?
Prue: I want him to know. I want him to want to know. And, Iím sorry, but I also want some answers. Like where the hell has he been my whole life? Why didnít he come back until now? He needs to know that thatís not okay.
Andy: So tell him. Iíll drop you off.
Victor: Prudence.
Prue: Did I miss much?
Phoebe: UhÖ Just catch up. Dad was filling us in. Memory lane.
Prue: Has he mentioned where heís been all our lives?
Piper: PrueÖ
Prue: I donít understand, if you can afford a spread like this, why didnít you help out when Grams died? We actually could have used it then.
Piper: Give him a chance, Prue. Dadís explained; the money, all this-- itís new.
Victor: Itís okay, Piper. Iím a big boy. I didnít come back earlier because I was afraid I might disappoint you.
{Prue: Too late.
Piper: Wonder whatís keeping that dessert.
Victor: Please, sit down. Have something to eat.
Prue: Iím not hungry.
Victor: Always in a hurry, Prue. You skipped crawling and went straight to walking.
Prue: Oh, weíre sharing memories? Well Iíve got one of my own-- your back walking out the door.
Piper: Who wants flambť?
Victor: Nice reflexes. Let me get this straight. Piper, you freeze time. Prue, donít you move objects? And whatís your special trick, Phoebe-- premonitions? Maybe we should talk about this elsewhere, hmm?
Piper: What are you doing here?
Mailman: What do you think?
Phoebe: Get out now.
Mailman: No, youíve got to get out.
Phoebe: Weíve got it under control.
Mailman: No, you donít. Because theyíre on their way back.
Fritz: I thought you were in charge. Look, shape shift back into yourselves and weíll get back to the book later. Nice plan, Marshall.
Marshall: Donít piss me off, Fritz. How was I supposed to know Prue would come back with her sisters?
Cynda: That little witch was supposed to be out on a date with that cop.
Fritz: If you really think you wouldíve been able to trick Prue into getting the Book out of the house?
Marshall: Well, we sure as hell canít know, can we?
Fritz: So what now, genius?
Cynda: We kill them.
Marshall: CyndaÖ Heel. Plenty of time for that later. Heel.
Victor: Friends of yours?
Prue: Someone left the window open, which is probably how the birds got in. Whatís so funny?
Piper: You remember the day this was taken?
Prue: Yeah. Family Picnic. It rained.
Victor: And your mother packed us all up, and she brought us home, and we had the picnic right here in the living room. You remember that, Prue?
Prue: Barely.
Phoebe: PrueÖ
Victor: This oneÖmm. This one was at one of your piano recitals. Not a very good shot. My fault. I had to take the pictures that day. Your mother was too busy holding her breath. If you look closelyÖyou see there? Thatís her.
Prue: I never noticed that before.
Victor: Uh-oh. And this one used to be a 5x7... When I was still in it.
Phoebe: I think Grams cut you out.
Piper: Thereís a bunch of other stuff in the attic. Grams left us so many things.
Phoebe: Thatís not all she left us.
Prue: Phoebe, letís not go there.
Phoebe: What? Itís not like he doesnít already know. And Iím sorry, but itís kind of a relief to talk to someone about it.
Piper: Uh, does anyone want coffee?
Phoebe: I mean, one day Iím a member of the Y Generation, with average hair, and a thing for caffeinated beverages, and the next, Iím a witch.
Piper: Dad, do you take cream or, um, sugar with that?
Phoebe: I just read from the book and wham! I am Tabitha. The only thing is I got stuck with the power to see the future. How uncool is that?
Victor: Well, from what your mother always said, it was actually considered one of the more desirable powers.
Phoebe: Unless you see things you donít desire.
Prue: SO how long have you knownÖ About us, our powers? How long?
Victor: I didnít. I knew there was a possibility. Thatís why I came back-- to find out. It must have happened when your grandmother died, right?
Phoebe: Yep. I just read an incantation from the book, andÖ
Prue: Phoebe.
Victor: AhÖ The Book of Shadows. Not exactly summer reading. Is it still up in the attic? You know I havenít seen it in years. Mind if I have a look?
Cynda: Disappointed.
Marshall: Patience my sweet.
Cynda: Patience is highly overrated. We could have destroyed them right there.
Marshall: Then weíd have three dead witches and no way to get the book out of the house. Where would that put us?
Cynda: Satisfied.
Fritz: I still like my idea: we just kill two of them, and we force the third one to get the book out of the house.
Marshall: Let me explain this once again for the cerebrally impaired. These are not school girls we are dealing with. These are good witches. We cannot alert them to our presence. At their full strength, battling themÖ Oh, it would be unpleasant. However, once we possess the book, we get itís powers, we weaken theirs, and theyíre easy prey.
Fritz: You know, that sounds good in theory, but, umÖ Weíve already tried everything.
Marshall: We still have Victor.
Victor: What exactly are you accusing me of, Prue?
Prue: Figure it out.
Phoebe: Come on, Prue. Take it easy.
Prue: Are you kidding me: Am I the only one who sees whatís going on here?
Piper: Couldnít we all just take a deep breathÖ
Prue: Think about it, Piper. He wines and dines us. Now heís back in a house he hasnít set foot in in 20 years, and the first thing he wants to know is where the Book of Shadows is.
Phoebe: Youíre just looking for something to blame him for.
Prue: Admit it. Tell them why youíre here.
Piper: Prue, stop.
Prue: For the first time in your life, Victor, tell them the truth.
Victor: All right, fine. Youíre right. I am after the book. Thatís exactly why I came back.
Phoebe: DadÖ
Victor: But not for the reasons you would like to believe. It would make it easy for you, Prue, wouldnít it, if I were evil. Well, Iím sorry to disappoint you, Iím not. Iím here to protect you.
Prue: Yeah, right.
Piper: TO protect us from what?
Victor: From yourselves. Thatís why I want that damn book. Itís where the power of three started, and itís where it must end.
Phoebe: But itís a part of us. A part of who we are.
Victor: Thatís what your mother believed, tooÖ Before they killed her.
Piper: What are you saying?
Victor: You have no idea what evil is out there.
Prue: Oh, I think weíve got a pretty good idea.
Victor: Listen to me, Prue. That book is a magnet for evil. As long as you have it, as long as you use it, youíre in dangerÖ All of you.
Prue: You are unbelievable. After all these years of you being an absentee dad, then you waltz back into our lives and try and tell us how to live?
Victor: I never wanted you to have those powers in the first place. I battled with your grandmother after your mom died. She wanted you to find out you were witches when you grew up. I didnít. I fought for you, hard. Your grandmother was too strong.
Piper: Wait. Youíre blaming Grams for why you disappeared? She loved us. She raised us.
Prue: What did she do, put a spell on you?
Victor: Believe me, nothing short of that would have kept me away. You have to believe me. All I want is whatís best for you. Phoebe, you believe me, donít you?
Prue: Weíve done fine without you.
Victor: Prue, you canít fight this. I couldnít.
Prue: Iím not you
Victor: Are you sure? Are you sure you can protect your sisters forever?
Phoebe: Weíll protect each other.
Victor: Then youíll die together.
Prue: No one can hurt us as bad as you.
Victor: If you wanted me to leave, all you had to doÖ Was ask.
Phoebe: Why did you have to do that?
Piper: Did you have to throw him so hard?
Prue: PiperÖ
Piper: You could have just, you know, talked about it like normal people.
Prue: Weíre not normal.
Marshall: Hello, Victor. Where have you been?
Victor: How did you get in here?
Marshall: I think you should be a little more concerned with what weíre doing in here.
Victor: I was wondering when evil would rear itís ugly head.
Marshall: Consider it reared.
Fritz: I donít know what kind of people youíre used to dealing with, but Iíd lay serious coin that they arenít willing to rip you into a thousand pieces and dance on your entrails.
Victor: Ah, so youíre lawyers. And here I was assuming you were shape shifters.
Fritz: Oh, those are clever words for a man about to be an appetizer.
Victor: Cocky words for a man who canít get a simple book out of house. Close your mouth. Ií mean, itís obvious. Youíre going to shape shift into me and try to get to the girls that way. Am I right? It wonít work.
Cynda: Why not?
Victor: You mind if I poke holes?
Marshall: Poke away.
Victor: After tonight, the girls wonít let me, or anything that looks like me back into their lives, let alone the house. Iíve officially been kicked out. There is however, one sister I can reach-- Phoebe.
Cynda: So why donít I just become you and Iíll reach her?
Victor: Because only her real father would know what buttons to push, the ones that would get me back in. If you kill me, youíll never know what they are, youíll never get back into the house, and youíll never get the Book of Shadows.
Phoebe: ďGood morning, Phoebe.Ē Uh, guys, can we call a truce just for five minutes, please? I have a confession. Remember when we agreed not to see Dad? Yeah, well, um, I did.
Piper: Hello? I was with you.
Phoebe: No. By myself before dinner. And I had a premonition about Dad when he hugged me; he was stealing the Book of Shadows. Yeah, you were right about him, Prue. I didnít want the premonition to be true. I was hoping, praying that there was a perfectly good explanation for it, hoping thatÖ He was really here to be with us. I just wanted him back in our lives. Heís our dad.
Prue: I know, Phoebe. I know.
Piper: Hey, look. Itís dadís ring. Whatís it doing here?
Phoebe: It must have slipped off when he, uhÖ Fell.
Prue: Well, Iíll have it sent back to the hotel.
Victor: Donít be afraid.
Phoebe: What are youÖ You have to leave.
Victor: Phoebe, please. This is very important.
Phoebe: I canít. I donít want to talk to you anymore.
Victor: Phoebe, you gotta get the book out of the house.
Phoebe: YOU have to leave.
Victor: Phoebe, trust me. Look.
Marshall: Hey, is this guy bothering you?
Phoebe: Uh, no. This is my, uhÖ This is Victor.
Victor: We were just saying good-bye.
Phoebe: Yeah, I gotta run.
Victor: Whatís the matter? Donít you trust me?
Phoebe: Dadís not after the book. Itís Marshall. The premonition
Prue: Heís what?
Phoebe: it wasnít Dad. Got to find a spell to banish them.
Prue: Banish who?
Phoebe: The neighbors, theyíre shape shifters. Fritz and Marshall and theÖ
Cynda: Cookies? Just baked.
Fritz: Hey, door was unlocked.
Piper: Where you going, Phoebes?
Phoebe: Uh, just to get something. Will you save me a cookie? Okay.
Victor: Daddyís home.
Phoebe: Come on. Come on. I have no idea what Iím looking for. Okay, I can take a hint. ďWhen in the circle that is home, safetyís gone and evils roam, rid all beings from these walls, save sisters three. Now heed our call. Rid all beings from these walls, save sisters three. Now heed our call. Okay! Dad you canít be here, you have to leave now.
Piper: Whoa! Time out. Whatís going on here?
Victor 1: Donít worry about it sweetie, everythingís going to be fine.
Victor 2: Donít trust him.
Piper: Wait, last week we had no dad, now we have two?
Victor 1: Phoebe, remember, remember when you were little and you were afraid of the dark, and I would leave the hall light on with the door open just a crack.
Victor 2: Oh, thatís original. What kid isnít afraid of the dark?
Victor 1: Prue-- Sheís never been afraid of anything.
Piper: Heís right, Prue. You were never afraid of the dark.
Victor 2: Lucky guess. I said I came back to protect you. Now thereís only one way to do it. Kill us both.
Victor 1: Youíre bluffing.
Victor 2: Am I? Just do it Ďcause I wanna go out with a bang.
Prue: Do it Phoebe.
Phoebe: The spell will kill everyone, including Dad.
Victor 2: Itís the only way. Prudence?
Phoebe: Prue, the protection ring.
Prue: Phoebe, now.
Phoebe: in the circle that is home, safetyís gone and evils roam, rid all beings from these walls, save sisters three. Now heed our call. Rid all beings from these walls, save sisters three. Now heed our call. In the circle that is home, safetyís gone and evils roam, rid all beings from these walls, save sisters three. Now heed our call. Rid all beings from these walls, save sisters three. Now heed our call. Daddy!
Victor: Itís okay. Keep it going.
Prue, Piper, Phoebe: in the circle that is home, safetyís gone and evils roam, rid all beings from these walls, save sisters three. Now heed our call. Rid all beings from these walls, save sisters three. Now heed our call.
Victor: For a moment there, I wasnít sure what you would do.
Prue: For a moment there, neither was I.
Phoebe: I thought you didnít want us to use our magic.
Victor: I didnít, not as long as I still thought of you as my little girls, but youíre obviously not anymore.
Piper: Weíre still your little girls. Weíre justÖ
Prue: Witches.
Victor: Yeah. Witches. Who obviously donít need your old man protecting you from anything.
Prue: No, Andy. Itís fine really. Dadís going to be here any minute. So can I take a rain check on dinner? Okay. No, thanks for the good advice. Bye.
Phoebe: So heís dad now?
Prue: Yes, Phoebe, he is, and by the way, Phoebe, my dress looks good on you butÖ
Phoebe: I donít have any nice clothes, Prue.
Prue: Dad said it was casual.
Phoebe: I donít care. I want to look nice for him. Who knows how long it will be before we see him again?
Piper: You donít think heís gonna stay around?
Phoebe: Well, letís just say I no longer have a romanticized image of him, and Iím glad about that, actually. At least Dad is real now.
Prue: And at least heís not a monster which is very reassuring, considering we share his genes.
Piper: Iím just glad he came back, no matter how long he stays. Kind of nice feeling like a normal family again, whatever that means. Speak of the devil.
Prue: UmÖ Hi. You must be Mr. Wyatt.
Phoebe: The handyman?
Leo: Call me Leo.
Phoebe: Gladly.
Leo: This was on the steps. This place is, uhÖ You donít find any like this anymore.
Piper: Yeah. Itís kind of falling apart.
Leo: The problem isnít the manor. Itís the manner in which it was treated. Iíd love to see more ifÖ
Phoebe: And I would love to show it to you. The attic is right this way.
Prue: GuysÖ
Phoebe: Oh, Iíll be right up.
Prue: Heís not coming.
Piper: Whoís not coming?
Prue: Dad, but he sent this. UmÖ ďGirls, somethingís come up. I had to leave town. Canít make dinner. Probably if we let the dust settle, anyway. I know thereís a lot you would like to forget, but hereís what I remember. Love, Dad.Ē
Young Victor: What you got? Whatís in there?
Patty: You can open it. Come on.
Kids: Oh! Itís like magic! Oh, Mommy.
Patty: What is it?
Victor: Come here, come here. Let me see those shoes.
Patty: What is it?
Victor: Ballet slippers, huh?
Kids: Mommy.
Patty: Oh, what is it? Whatís in the box?
Victor: Again? Oh, gosh.
Kids: Oh, mommy.
Patty: What is it?
Victor: Oh, Prudence. Look at that face. Look at that face.
Patty: Who is it?
Victor: Hey, Piper! Yay! What you got, Phoebe?
Kids: Barbie.
Victor: Yay, Barbie.

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