Dalvos:   You said you could handle this. You promised.

demon nanny:  Have I ever let you down?

Dalvos:  No. No, it's just yesterday I had only one witch to worry about. Now I've got three.

demon nanny:  Not just any 3 witches. The Charmed Ones.

Dalvos:  What? That's who they are? I don't have the power to stand up to them.

demon nanny:  You don't have the power to stand up to anybody. Demonically speaking, I mean. But you won't have to. As far as they know, you're human. They can't touch you.

Dalvos:  Maybe not. But they're sure as hell not going to let us take out Grant so I can become chairman.

nanny demon:  We won't have to take him out. They'll do it for us. At least, Billie's spellbound parents will.

Dalvos:  How?

demon nanny:  You're going to hire them.

[Knock on door]

Dalvos:  I hear you two are looking for some action. I come bearing gifts.

Carl:  And who are you?

Dalvos:  Someone who wants somebody killed. Interested? Everything you'll need to get through security, including the weapon, which I assume you'll be able to figure out.

Helen:  Who's the mark?

Dalvos:  In the envelope. It won't be easy, and you'll only get one shot at him. Plus, the meeting's in less than an hour.

Carl:  And what's in it for us?

Dalvos:  Whatever you want.

[Helen laughs.]

Carl:  We're in.

Phoebe:  They still moving?

Billie:  Yep.

Phoebe:  Hey, you OK?

Billie:  0h, yeah, sure, considering my parents tried to shoot me.

Paige:  Well, if it makes you feel better, you know, they weren't really your parents when they did that. I mean, they didn't know they were your parents. But they are your parents is what I'm saying.

Phoebe:  Just keep mixing.

Billie:  I just still can't believe this is all happening.

Phoebe:  Well, it's not your fault. You didn't do anything wrong.

Billie:  I know, but still. You know, it's so weird, but I can remember them being like this all the time.

Paige:  What, like assassins?

Billie:  No, happy. Together-- working together, laughing. When Christy got kidnapped, it all just--

Phoebe:  Well, it's the hardest thing in the world to lose a child.

Billie:  I know. I know that.  Even though I may have just been 5, I miss the way it used to be. Well, I guess it's good to know they have it in them still.

Phoebe:  Who knows? Maybe they'll be like that again soon. After you find Christy.   Piper?

Paige:  Uh, no, she's with the babies, putting them down for a nap. Here. I think I know who it is.  Oh, and, uh, we lucked out with her parents before, but we need to stop them before they kill an innocent.

Phoebe:  I know, I know.

Paige:  Henry, hi.

Henry:  Did you get any of my calls?

Paige:  Yeah, I got all your calls.

Henry:  Ok, you're mad. I-- I don't blame you. Um, I can explain, though, all right?

Paige:  There's really nothing to explain.  Ha!  You stood me up.

Henry:  One of my parolees skipped out. What was I supposed to do?

Paige:  Call me.

Henry:  Oh, I did. I tried calling.

Paige:  Before, Henry. Not after. Look, here's the thing. I'm a big girl. I really am. So if you don't want to go out with me, please just say so because I'm really not into the whole game-playing thing.

Henry:  I'm not playing any games, Paige.

Paige:  It's not supposed to be this hard this early. I don't know. I keep feeling like there's something off or there's something you're not telling me, some sort of secret.

Henry:  What are you not telling me?

Paige:  Don't turn this around on me.

Henry:  No, I'll admit-- I have my secrets.

Paige:  Oh, my God, are you married?

Henry:  No, I'm not married. Look, we both know you're not telling me something here, OK? I have trouble getting close to people, Paige. And I know it doesn't let me off the hook, but when you're holding back on me--

Phoebe:  Paige! We gotta move. Uh, so could get the thing from the thing for the thing.

Paige:  Yeah. Um, ok. Well, I have to go. I'll call you.

Henry:  You promise?

Paige:  Promise.

Phoebe:  Sorry, it's just her parents stopped moving.

Billie:  Right where I was trying to prove my conspiracy theory, too.

Piper:  What conspiracy theory?

Billie:  The one about my sister being one of many powerful kids that was kidnapped by demons.

Phoebe:  Think Manchurian Candidate.

Paige:  Which version?

Phoebe:  Does it matter?

Billie:  I don't even understand what my parents are doing here anyway. I mean it's too big of a coincidence to be a coincidence, right?

Phoebe:  Well, maybe there really are demons at the company, and they know you're onto them.

Paige:  Maybe they're using your parents as leverage.

Phoebe:  This time, you're going, I'm staying.

Piper:  Wait, but--

Phoebe:  No buts. We don't know what we're up against, and you have more firepower than I do.

Piper:  Yeah, but you've got the potions.

Paige:  They're only stun potions.

Piper:  So, we can make vanguiishing potions.

Billie:  We don't have time.  My parents don't have time.

Phoebe:  Look, you can't hole up here anymore. And you can't busy yourself with endless tasks, OK? You have to get back out there and fight. For Leo.

Paige:  Do you see them anywhere?

Billie:  Nope.

Piper:  How do you know they're in there?

Billie:  Well, Dalvos is here, so they have to be close.

Carl:  Excuse me. Is this seat taken?

Helen:  Help yourself.

[Applause]

Grant:  Thank you. Thank you. Good afternoon, everyone. There's been a lot of talk about where our company'ss going next, both in terms of our businesses, and in terms of the broader question: Will Pelham go public or remain private? It's this question I'd like to address today. Now, Pelham is a family company, founded on old-fashioned values: Trust, hard work, and results.

Billie:  Oh, there they are. 2 tables from the front.

Paige:  Well, at least they're ok.

Billie:  How we going to get them outta here?

Piper:  We wait.

Grant:  So I think the real question we should be asking is, which direction will better serve these core values? So, after much consideration, I want to reassure everyone in every division, from microchips to macro turbines, that Pelham is going to remain--

Billie:  What are you doing? Are you crazy?

Paige:  Aah! Hot!

Piper:  Something's not right. Why would they want to shoot him?

nanny demon:  Because I wanted them to. Just so you know, whether or not you vanquish me, it won't save mommy and daddy.

Piper:  How do you figure?

nanny demon:  Because the chairman is still going to die. And they will still be blamed for his murder. And afterwards, our greatest creation-- for all intents and purposes, a human-- Rod Dalvos will take over, and with it give us the demonic foothold we've worked a generation to achieve.

Piper:  And how do you plan to accomplish all that?

 Phoebe:  I don't know. It just came to me. Actually, I don't know why I had such a hard time with the question in the first place.

Dorrie: [Over telephone] But it's brilliant, Phoebe, really.

Phoebe:  Oh, well, I don't know about brilliant.

Dorrie: Are you kidding? "Sometimes people can rely a little too much on a sibling for their emotional needs, not being open to finding love outside of the home. Sometimes you have to move out to move on." How'd you come up with that?

Phoebe:  Well, let's just say I can relate. And it took me a little while to figure it out. You know? And, uh, some peace and quiet.

Piper:  We got big problems.

Phoebe:  So much for peace and quiet. Uh, OK, get that to copy right away 'cause I don't want to miss the deadline. All right, thanks.

Piper:  Where are the boys?

Phoebe:  They're still napping.

Piper:  Ok, I'm going to go take them to Dad's. I don't want them to be around here. And just so we're clear, I'm not ducking a fight. I'm just protecting my kids.

Phoebe:  What's going on? What happened?

Billie:  What's going on is my parents just tried to kill someone.

Paige: But they didn't.

Phoebe:  Oh, well, thank God for that.

Paige:  Yeah, except that they are wanted for murder. See, they were set up by this demon who was--

Billie:  A human demon.

Paige:  Yeah, who wants to take over a company.

Phoebe:  Back up, a human demon?

Billie:  Yeah, Dalvos, the guy I met, he hired my parents to kill his boss.

Paige:  Well, he, actually hired the nanny.

Phoebe:  Wait, the demon has a nanny?

Paige:  Well, she's really the one who's pulling the strings.

Billie:  Yeah, and she's trying to frame my parents, so we have to get to them before she does.

Paige:  Or the police do.

[Phoebe sighs]

Reporter: Do you have any idea why anyone would want to shoot your cousin?

Dalvos:  I honestly don't know why they'd want to kill Grant. I mean, I assume it's connected to their daughter coming to ask for our help yesterday.

Reporter: Help for what?

Another reporter:  Can you elaborate on that?

Dalvos:  Help in finding her sister. I guess she thought since I, too, was a kidnap victim as a child, we could help. We looked into the possibility, of course. But when Grant discovered that her parents had spent the past 15 years searching for their daughter with no success, he decided there wasn't really anything we could do. Obviously, Mr. and Mrs. Jenkins didn't like that answer.  

Dalvos:  How long before I become chairman?

demon nanny:  We wait for a respectable period of mourning. After all, we wouldn't want to appear too anxious or cast unwanted suspicions, now, would we?

Dalvos:  All right. Then what do we do?

demon nanny:  We take care of loose ends. That's what we do.

[Cell phone rings]

Carl:  Yeah? You'll text me where to find this loose end? Consider it done.

[Cell phone rings]

Helen:  Yes? All right. Where do I find the mark?

Piper:  How's it going?

Phoebe:   Oh, not good. They've split up, and they keep moving around. Every time the crystal drops, it jumps someplace else.

Piper:  Well, maybe they know someone's looking for them.

Phoebe:   Well, I think everyone's looking for them

Piper:  Where's Paige?

Phoebe:   She's upstairs trying to find the demon nanny in the book.

Dalvos: [Over computer speaker] I honestly don't know why they'd want to kill grant.

Phoebe:   Hey, how's it going?

Dalvos: I mean, I can only assume it's connected to their daughter coming to...

Phoebe:   Billie!

Billie:  What?

Phoebe:   Did you find anything?

Billie:  Just this.

Dalvos: Help in finding her sister. I guess she thought since I, too, had been a kidnap victim as a child, that we could do something. We looked into the possibility, of course, but when Grant discovered that her parents have spent the past 15 years searching for her without success, he decided there wasn't really anything we could do. Obviously Mr. and Mrs. Jenkins didn't like that answer.

Billie: This is all over the internet. I mean, they were looking for her, and they didn't even tell me.

Phoebe:   Ok. We're going to find them, Billie.

Billie:  How? Scrying isn't working.

Phoebe:   You know what? There might be another way.   If Christy and Billie both have powers, doesn't that mean that their parents have to be the carriers?

Piper:  If it's in the blood.

Right. So wouldn't that mean that the "call for a lost witch" spell might work?

Carl:  Helen.

Helen:  Carl.

Carl:  I had no idea.

Helen:  Me neither.

Carl:  What are we going to do?

Helen:  Hmm.  We have a choice?

Carl:  You could drop your gun.

Helen:  [Chuckles] Or you could drop yours.

Carl:  Hmm.  This isn't how I wanted it to end.

Helen:  Me, neither.

Carl:  I love you.

Helen:  I love you, too.

Phoebe:  Freeze them.

Helen:  One move, and you die.

Helen:  Who are you?  Who hired you?

Piper:  Who hired us?

Carl:  To take us out. We want names. Now!

Piper:  Billie, I don't really want to blow up your parents, but--

Billie:  All right, stop it. This is crazy. You want to shoot me? Is that what you want to do?

Helen:  Easy, Billie.

Billie:  You already lost one daughter. You want to lose other one, too?  Do you want to pull that trigger, Mom? It's not going to bring Christy back, and I know that's the one thing you want more than anything in this world. Why didn't you tell me you kept searching for her? Don't you think I needed to know, that I wanted to know? I was just a kid. I was scared and young, and I didn't know y better, and I thought you didn't care about me or her. And now, you're all I have left.

Helen:  Oh, Billie. I'm so sorry, baby.

Paige:  Hey, guess what, guys. I think I, um figured out how to clear their names.  Did I miss something?

Helen:  Ohh, my baby.

Dalvos:  First, I'd like to thank you all for coming on such short notice. Trust me, I wouldn't have dragged you all down here if it wasn't important. I won't be taking the company public after all. It's staying in the family, private. Just like Grant and his father wanted it to. Secondly, I wanted you all to know I'm not going to become the next chairman after all because... I'll be going to jail instead.

[Alarmed murmurs]

Piper as Dalvos:  You see...I'm the one who shot Grant, not that girl's parents. I just made it look like they did because I wanted to take over the company.

Dalvos:  Whoa. You scared me.  What's wrong?

demon nanny:  What's wrong is it's over, Dalvos. 30 years of planning gone!

Dalvos:  What? How?

demon nanny:  Because the witches outsmarted us, that's how. They knew they couldn't vanquish you, so they ruined you instead. Destroyed your reputation. Now we're both ruined.

Dalvos:  So what does this mean? What do we do now?

demon nanny:  We tie up loose ends.

Phoebe: Ah, another day, another demon.

Piper:  Ah, did they print my speech? It was a good speech.

Phoebe: Obviously.  Too bad Mary Poppins got away.

Piper:  Yeah, well, don't worry about it. I'm sure we'll be seeing her again in about 30 years or so.

Phoebe: Oh, we won't be doing this in another 30 years. They will.

Piper:  I wonder where we'll be.

Phoebe: Well, my guess is you'll be sitting right there feeding your grandkids with Leo.

Piper:  Let's hope so.

Phoebe: Piper, give yourself a break. It's going to take some time, you know. And you have to allow yourself that time.

Piper:  Sounds like good advice. Did you have any for the twins?

Phoebe: Actually, I did. I suggested that she move out of the house, get her own space.

Piper:  That's good advice.   All right, buddy, let's go. What do you say? Watch your fingers, fingers, fingers. Come on, come on, come on. All righty.

Paige:  Hey.

Henry:  Hey.

Paige:  Just a question. Why is it so hard for you to get close to people?

Henry:  Well, you don't beat around the bush, huh?

Paige:  Well I, um, figure since you stood me up, I can ask anything I want. I'm not mad or anything like that. I was just curious.

Henry:  I don't know. I think because I grew up in foster homes, you know, and I just bounced around. It made me not trust. You know, whenever I would get close to somebody, they would-- they would leave. I mean, really, I would leave. So now it's years later, and whenever I like someone.. I'm sorry. It's that fight-or-flight thing.

Paige:  There's nothing to be sorry for. But just so you know... you don't have to run from me.

Helen:  You two. You fought like cats and dogs, you know. You were as wildly different as any 2 kids could ever be. And you were inseparable.

Billie:  We were?

Helen:  Oh, yeah. Of course, Christy loved to get you in trouble--a lot. It took your father and me a while to figure that one out. She was very sneaky that way.

Billie:  You know, I don't remember that much about her.  There's little moments and things here and there, but most of what I remember of her I loved.

Helen:  Ah, honey... she adored you. She was very protective of you, too. Nobody could pick on you...except her.

Billie:  Why didn't you tell me you kept looking for her?

Helen:  I don't know. We should have. We just didn't know what to do. When it happened, we were devastated. Maybe it was wrong for all of us, but we made the choice to try and make life as normal as possible for you. We thought if we just didn't talk about it--

Billie:  Mom, you know what? It's OK. I understand. Did you know Christy was a witch? I mean, that I was?

Helen:  Mm-hmm. Just like your grandmother. I guess it skipped a generation, huh?

Billie:  Yeah, lucky you.

Helen:  No, lucky you. You have a very special gift, Billie, one that you were meant to do great things with.  I know that.  Just embrace it.

 Billie:  I'm going to find her, Mom. I promise.

Helen:  Well, maybe this will help. It's Christy's diary. We never could figure out what the last entry meant. Maybe you can. Be safe.

Billie:  Bye, Mom.

Helen:  Bye, baby. 

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