CHARMED 6X17: HYDE SCHOOL REUNION ORIGINAL AIR DATE ON WB: 03/14/2004 TRANSCRIBED FROM WB Written by: DAVID SIMKINS Directed by: JONATHAN WEST Transcript by Intrepid Courtesy of http://www.webphilia.com/~anthology/wnp.html Do not archive this transcript without permission from the Transcriptionist. RATING: TV-PG-LV ========================== DISCLAIMER: ========================== "CHARMED", "The Charmed Ones" and other related entities are owned, (TM) and (c) by CONSTANCE M. BURGE, AARON SPELLING Television Inc (A Paramount / Viacom Co.) and WB (AOL Time Warner Company). All Rights Reserved. This transcript was made without their permission, approval, authorization or endorsement. For Fair Use, for Entertainment and for Educational Purposes Only. Any reproduction, duplication or distribution of this material in any form is expressly prohibited. It is absolutely forbidden to use it for commercial gain. CONDITIONS OF USE: (1) Do not alter the content of this file. (2) Leave the headers/disclaimers intact because it lists all those who have made this transcript possible for your enjoyment. (3) Provide a link back to the site where this file originated: http://www.webphilia.com/~anthology/wnp.html Contact the Transcriptionist at (intrepidly002@yahoo.com) ========================== SUMMARY: Phoebe attends her high school reunion. Her issues with her wild teen years has her transforming into her younger self and casting a spell on the entire senior class. Meanwhile, Victor meets Chris. ========================== CHARMED 6X17: HYDE SCHOOL REUNION ========================== FADE IN: [HIGH SCHOOL YEARBOOK] (Episode opens on a page of PHOEBE'S high school yearbook. It reads: MEMORABLE A panorama of our favorite pariahs and pantheons .... Phoebe Halliwell Most likely to Serve ... Time! [INT. MANOR -- PIPER'S BEDROOM - DAY] PAIGE: In-n-teresting. (We see PAIGE sitting on PIPER'S bed looking through PHOEBE'S high school yearbook. In the background, we hear a toilet flushing.) PAIGE: (louder) Are you okay in there? PIPER: (groans) Ohh. (PIPER walks out of the bathroom.) PIPER: I don't remember having morning sickness this bad with Wyatt. PAIGE: Oh, honey, that sucks. (PIPER takes a seat on the bed next to PAIGE.) PAIGE: I'm just going over some pictures here trying to educate myself before I go to Phoebe's reunion. (PIPER looks at the yearbook and recognizes the photo. The page reads: Todd Marks San Francisco Michael Maurice Daly City Kelly McClellan San Francisco Patty Martinez Oakland ... ) PIPER: Hmm. Todd Marks. I wonder if he's even still alive. PAIGE: Alive? What kind of school did she go to, anyway? PIPER: Not a bad one, actually. It's just that Phoebe tended to hang out with the bad-boy crowd. You know, anything to piss off Grams. PAIGE: Was he her first love? PIPER: More like first lust. Talk about crazy, though. (PIPER points to another picture in the yearbook. It's of: Rick Gittridge San Francisco PIPER: Rick Gittridge. He was kind of the leader of their little gang. PAIGE: Phoebe was in a gang? PIPER: Not the drive-by kind, but he was kind of the type. If he's at the reunion, I'd stay away from him. PAIGE: This is so weird. It's a whole different side of Miss Phoebe. (PAIGE looks at the yearbook photo of PHOEBE with long hair dressed in leather.) PIPER: Yeah. I think she missed mom in her life more than Prue or I did. And the more Grams tried to control her, the more she became rebellious. (From the next room, PHOEBE screams.) (PAIGE and PIPER start at the sound.) [INT. MANOR - HALLWAY - DAY - CONTINUOUS] (PHOEBE rushes through the hallway carrying her red dress on a hanger.) PHOEBE: Oh, my god, oh, my god, oh, my god, oh, my god! (PAIGE and PIPER step out into the hallway from PIPER'S room.) PAIGE: What happened? PHOEBE: What happened? You want to know what happened? (PHOEBE points to the stain on her dress.) PHOEBE: The dry cleaner ruined my dress for tonight, that's what happened. PIPER: Phoebe, you know better than to scream in this house if there isn't a demon. PHOEBE: I'm sorry, but what am I supposed to wear to the reunion tonight? PAIGE: How about some prison stripes? (PHOEBE levels PIPER a look.) PHOEBE: You told her about the shoplifting? PAIGE: You little thief. PHOEBE: No. I acted out, okay? Now back to what I'm supposed to wear tonight. PAIGE: I don't know. Why don't you try your little black suit, the one with the thigh slit? You know, sexy, yet successful. PHOEBE: No. I think black's too threatening. I'll be in my closet. (PHOEBE turns around and heads straight back to her bedroom. PAIGE sighs.) (CHRIS orbs into the hallway. He looks around for them.) PIPER: Chris, hi. CHRIS: Hey. Look, I need your help. I think I got scabbars on my tail. PIPER: Oh, well, I have some hydrogen peroxide in my bathroom. CHRIS: No! Scabbar demons. I went undercover to follow a lead on who turns Wyatt, but I think they're onto me. All right? I need a cloaking spell just in case. Is the book still in the attic? PAIGE: Yeah, last I saw. (CHRIS turns and rushes up the attic stairs.) PIPER: Want me to help you? (CHRIS disappears up the attic leaving PIPER'S offer hanging in the air.) (beat) PIPER: (insecure) He hates me. PAIGE: No, he doesn't. PIPER: Yeah, he does. Mm-hmm. (PIPER turns and heads back into her bedroom. PAIGE rolls her eyes before turning to follow PIPER into her room.) [INT. MANOR - PIPER'S BEDROOM - DAY -CONTINUOUS] PAIGE: He's just ... distracted, that's all, by, you know, imminent death. (PIPER sits on the bed.) PIPER: That's no excuse. I mean, he's been avoiding me for weeks. He won't even look at me. What could I have done in the future that would be so bad? PAIGE: Maybe he should have a father-son talk. PIPER: No, I can't do that to Leo. He had a hard enough time letting go. Besides, he doesn't even know that I'm pregnant. PAIGE: I know, but don't boys need their-- PIPER: I know. And that's why I called my father, so he could figure out why his surly new grandson hates me. (In the silence, PIPER'S stomach gurgles.) PIPER: Uh-oh. (She gets to her feet.) PIPER: Ohhh. (And slowly makes her way back to the bathroom. PAIGE stands up to help her.) PAIGE: I got you. (PHOEBE rushes into the bedroom carrying an off-white dress on a hanger. She holds it up for them to look at.) PHOEBE: Guys, how about this one? (But they're already in the bathroom, the door closing behind them.) PHOEBE: Okay. (PHOEBE heads for the bed and sees her old yearbook open on the inside covers. She chuckles at the sight of all those signatures inside the covers. She picks the book up and glances at something.) PHOEBE: I remember this poem. PHOEBE: (reading) "Those who mock who I am, let them always remember when." (Quick flash: PHOEBE flashes into TEEN PHOEBE - Long, dark hair and leather. She flashes back into ADULT PHOEBE.) (PHOEBE stops and puts the yearbook back down on the bed. Her eyes move down.) (Camera pushes in on the photo of TEEN PHOEBE in the yearbook.) FADE TO END OF TEASER ROLL TITLE CREDITS (COMMERCIAL SET) FADE IN. [EXT. VARIOUS SAN FRANCISCO CITY (STOCK) - DAY TO EVENING] CUE SOUND: (PRELAP) Door bell rings. [INT. MANOR - FOYER / LIVING ROOM -- EVENING] (PIPER walks out to answer the door. On her way, she puts the baby monitor down on the hallway table. She walks over to the door and opens it. VICTOR BENNETT smiles at her.) PIPER: Hi. VICTOR BENNETT: Piper. (She laughs, pleased to see him. He steps into the house and gives her a big hug.) VICTOR BENNETT: Honey, good to see you. PIPER: Good to see you. (He pulls back and points to her very pregnant tummy.) VICTOR BENNETT: All of you! Look, you're pregnant! PIPER: Yeah, it looks that way, huh? (She closes the door.) VICTOR BENNETT: Well ... when did this happen? PIPER: Oh, well, you know, I've been meaning to call you, but, you know, I I'm -- Leo's the father. (VICTOR puts his coat down on the hallway table.) VICTOR BENNETT: Leo? I thought you guys split up. PIPER: We did. (PIPER leads VICTOR into the living room.) [LIVING ROOM - CONTINUOUS] VICTOR BENNETT: W-well, th-then how did -- I don't understand. PIPER: Uh, he was dying, and I was crying, um ... it's all very complicated. (They sit down.) VICTOR BENNETT: So, Leo, he's, um ... moved on? PIPER: Yeah, but I'm happy for him. He really wanted to go. VICTOR BENNETT: He wanted to die? PIPER: No, no -- no. He's not dead. He's just up there being a full-time Elder. VICTOR BENNETT: But he doesn't know about this? PIPER: No. No. Not yet. Did I mention this was all very complicated? VICTOR BENNETT: Hmmm. PIPER: The point is, he's not around. VICTOR BENNETT: Was he ever? PIPER: Were you? (He looks at her.) Sorry. VICTOR BENNETT: No, no, no. I, uh -- I deserved that. I wasn't around enough for you girls, but, uh, I want to make up for that with Wyatt and his little, um - (VICTOR points, indicating the new baby.) PIPER: It's a boy. Chris, actually. VICTOR BENNETT: 'Chris'. Why did you choose that name? PIPER: I don't know ... and he won't tell me. He's very secretive about the future. He's actually the reason I asked you to come. See, he, um, hates me, and he doesn't want to talk to me, and I need you to find out why. VICTOR BENNETT: I don't understand your wiccan ways, but I'll try. (VICTOR smiles indulgently at PIPER.) VICTOR: Ahem. (He leans forward and starts speaking to PIPER'S tummy.) VICTOR BENNETT: Hello, Chris. (He chuckles.) VICTOR BENNETT: Heh-heh. Chris? (PIPER rolls her eyes upward. He tries again, a little louder this time, playfully as if he doesn't really believe he's doing this or even that it'll help her any.) VICTOR BENNETT: Hello, Chris. Can you hear me? CHRIS: (o.s.) Someone calling me? (VICTOR'S eyes widen.) PIPER: (loudly) Yeah, uh, sweetie, could you come here a sec? (VICTOR looks appalled.) VICTOR BENNETT: Jeez! He can come out? (PIPER sighs.) (From behind her, CHRIS walks into the room.) CHRIS: Uh ... can we air this out, 'cause I gotta get - (VICTOR looks up. CHRIS stops and sees VICTOR.) CHRIS: (thrilled) Grandpa! (With a huge grin on his face, CHRIS rushes past PIPER.) PIPER: Wuh! (VICTOR sees CHRIS and slowly gets to his feet. CHRIS wraps his arms around his grandfather and gives him an enthusiastic hug while PIPER watches, absolutely stunned by his reaction. CHRIS pulls back and looks at VICTOR. VICTOR smiles back at his grown-up grandson.) CUT TO: [EXT. HOTEL (STOCK) - NIGHT -- ESTABLISH] [EXT. HOTEL - FRONT DOOR-- NIGHT] (PHOEBE and PAIGE walk up to the front of the hotel. PHOEBE appears very nervous.) PHOEBE: Okay, Paige, I should warn you there's gonna be a lot of people in there that used to hate me. PAIGE: (encouraging) They're not gonna hate you. San Francisco reads your paper every day and they love you. PHOEBE: I never dropped smoke bombs on San Francisco. Pep rallies -- I hated them. PAIGE: All right. Well, after we're done tonight, they are gonna rename the gym just for you. Come on, conquering hero. (PHOEBE laughs. PAIGE takes off her sweater cover and they both walk resolutely to the ballroom with the large sign: WELCOME BACK BAKER HIGH SCHOOL.) [INT. HOTEL -- LOBBY (A BLONDE WOMAN picks up her name tag, turns from the registration table and sees PHOEBE.) BLONDE CLASSMATE: Phoebe! Hi! Wow, you look great. PHOEBE: (smiles) Oh! Really? Thanks. (The teacher standing behind the reception table notices PHOEBE.) BLONDE CLASSMATE: Well, see you inside. PHOEBE: Yeah. That would be great. (The BLONDE CLASSMATE turns and heads into the ballroom. PHOEBE'S smile is plastered on her face as they head toward the reception table.) PAIGE: Who was that? PHOEBE: I have no idea. MISS HICKOCK: Well, I didn't expect to see you here, Miss Halliwell. Still testing the boundaries of the criminal justice system, are we? PHOEBE: Hi, Miss Hickock. No. Actually, I'm a columnist now. MISS HICKOCK: Oh ... PHOEBE: I give advice. (MISS HICKOCK chuckles.) PHOEBE: ... on relationships. MISS HICKOCK: (laughs and shakes her head) I'm sorry, dear. I just never figured you for the advice-giving type. You certainly never took it. (PHOEBE gives a tight-lipped smile, obviously biting her retort back. She turns and looks at PAIGE.) MISS HICKOCK: (holds out the name tag) Enjoy. (PAIGE takes the name tag as she and PHOEBE leave the registration table.) PAIGE: Gym teacher? PHOEBE: (surprised that PAIGE got it in one) How did you know she was a gym teacher? PAIGE: Heh. (PAIGE removes the name tag, sticks it to PHOEBE'S purse and gives PHOEBE a final encouraging word.) PAIGE: All right, lady, let's go in there and show your sordid past a thing or two. PHOEBE: Yes. (PAIGE tosses the label backing over her shoulder and the two women head into the main ballroom.) [INT. HOTEL - BALLROOM - NIGHT - CONTINUOUS] (PAIGE and PHOEBE walk into the ballroom where the party is in full swing. PHOEBE looks nervously around the room.) PHOEBE: Oh, my god, everybody's looking at me. PAIGE: Um, yeah. That's 'cause you're a celebrity and you look fabulous and they probably all want to be you. PHOEBE: Nice try. I'm an empath. I feel hate. RAMONA SHAW: (o.s.) Phoebe! Phoebe Halliwell! (PHOEBE and PAIGE both turn around to see a woman rushing toward them, gushing over PHOEBE, genuinely thrilled to see her.) RAMONA SHAW: Oh, my gosh! I can't believe you showed up! (She gives PHOEBE a warm hug.) PHOEBE: (smiles) Ramona, hi! RAMONA SHAW: You're so skinny. How'd you stay so skinny? (She turns to look at PAIGE.) RAMONA SHAW: Who's this? PAIGE: Uh, I'm Paige Matthews, her ... long-lost sister. RAMONA SHAW: Oh, wow. Are you famous, too? You look famous. Okay, so, um, dweeb time, but since I knew you when, can I have your autograph? PHOEBE: Oh, yeah, of course. Uh ... I usually charge $20 for it. (RAMONA immediately grabs her bag to search for the money.) RAMONA SHAW: I think I have a twenty here somewhere. PHOEBE: No--I'm kidding! Don't you -- (RAMONA looks at PHOEBE for a moment, then laughs.) RAMONA SHAW: Oh! (She glances at PAIGE, explaining.) RAMONA SHAW: I used to do everything Phoebe said. Hey, remember that night when you snuck me into the country club in the trunk of your car? And then you left me there so that you could go make out with Todd on the golf course. (PHOEBE looks really embarrassed by that memory.) PHOEBE: Yeah. I'm sorry about that. Actually, I'm sorry about a lot of the tricks we used to play on you. RAMONA SHAW: Tricks? You made me feel like part of the gang. Those were the best times of my life. PAIGE: So, I think you need to tell me more about this ... gang. What else did you do? TODD MARKS: (o.s.) One time she broke into the principal's office ... (They turn and see TODD MARKS standing nearby. He walks toward them.) TODD MARKS: ... just to make out with some guy on his desk. PHOEBE: See, now, I remember that it was you that broke into the principal's office and I just tagged along out of curiosity. Uh, where's Paula? TODD MARKS: She's around somewhere. RAMONA SHAW: This is so awesome! It's like the gang's all back together again. Well ... almost. PAIGE: Oh, yeah. Where's the ringleader? PHOEBE: Rick. Good old Rick. Where is Rick? TODD MARKS: I heard he got picked up for a liquor store robbery. PHOEBE: Oh, my god! Are you kidding? Did he do it? TODD MARKS: I only know what I read in your paper. And I read everything you write. PHOEBE: Thanks. I'm flattered. So what are you doing now? TODD MARKS: I'm a personal injury lawyer. PHOEBE: Wow. That sounds interesting. TODD MARKS: Well, it's not. (He chuckles.) But it's legal. Just barely. It pays the mortgage. I miss the fun we used to have. PHOEBE: Yeah. Me, too. PAULA MARKS: Todd! There you are, sweetie. (PAULA flips her hair and walks over to TODD'S side. She turns and sees PHOEBE.) PAULA MARKS: Oh, and there you are. I was wondering if you'd have the nerve to show up. PHOEBE: What do you mean, 'nerve'? PAULA MARKS: Oh, you're the talk of the reunion. You know, you can fool San Francisco with your pithy advice, but you can't fool us. We all know you, sweetie. TODD MARKS: That's enough, Paula. PHOEBE: So what is that supposed to mean? PAULA MARKS: It means you're a fake. The only thing you were ever known for was lying and ditching and stealing boyfriends. PHOEBE: (unusually quiet) Mm. PAIGE: Phoebe, are you going to let somebody with a giant helmet that passes for hair talk to you like this? RAMONA SHAW: God, Paula. Just because Todd had a thing for Phoebe, you don't have to be so mean. PAULA MARKS: I'm not being mean. I'm doing her a favor. To the rest of the world, you might be "Ask Phoebe," but to us, you'll always be "Freebie". (PHOEBE turns and quietly walks away.) PAIGE: You okay? (PAIGE glares at PAULA, then walks after PHOEBE. PAULA smirks in triumph. She turns to TODD.) PAULA: Hey. Let's dance. Hmm? [INT. HOTEL - CORRIDOR - NIGHT - CONTINUOUS] (PHOEBE walks through hallway when PAIGE catches up with her.) PAIGE: Hey. Why didn't you just tell that chick to go screw herself? (There's a quick blur and PHOEBE transforms into TEEN PHOEBE for a brief moment before transforming back into ADULT PHOEBE.) PAIGE: Phoebe? PHOEBE: Okay, what just happened? PAIGE: You tell me. PHOEBE: I have no idea. I was just standing here, and then I had some weird high-school flashback. PAIGE: Yeah. Your whole body just flashed back. PHOEBE: What? Are you kidding me? I--I just felt -- PAIGE: Pissed? PHOEBE: Very. PAIGE: Well, as someone who's seen Carrie -- both versions-- I'd say the reunion is over. (PAIGE heads out to leave; PHOEBE follows her.) CUT TO: [EXT. HALLIWELL MANOR - NIGHT] (Establish.) [INT. MANOR - KITCHEN -- NIGHT] (CHRIS and VICTOR sit at the table drinking out of coffee mugs. CHRIS is thrilled to see his grandfather while VICTOR is trying to adjust to it all.) VICTOR BENNETT: So we're close? CHRIS: Yeah. You're awesome, grandpa. VICTOR BENNETT: (smugly to PIPER) Hear that? "Awesome". CHRIS: Yeah. After The Event happened ... we got really close. PIPER: What Event? CHRIS: I can't tell you. PIPER: Is this, um, event my fault? Is that why you're treating me like a non- person? CHRIS: I can't talk about it. It will mess with the future. VICTOR BENNETT: But you did say I was 'awesome', right? You can talk about that? CHRIS: Yeah. You're the best. I love hanging out with you. VICTOR BENNETT: I got to admit I'm a little surprised. I mean ...it's no secret I wasn't the greatest dad. It means a lot to me that I could do something you do. To make up for it. CHRIS: You do. PIPER: After "The Event". CHRIS: Right. PIPER: That you won't tell me about. CHRIS: I told you, I can't talk about it, okay? VICTOR: Hey. Don't talk to your mother like that, okay? CHRIS: (sighs and leans back in his seat) You're right. I'm sorry. (PIPER eyes CHRIS smugly. They hear PAIGE and PHOEBE come home.) PHOEBE: (o.s.) Pi-per! (PIPER gets up to head into the other room. CHRIS sighs.) [INT. MANOR - MAIN HALL - NIGHT - CONTINUOUS] (PIPER and VICTOR meet up with PAIGE and PHOEBE.) PIPER: Hey. What's going on? PHOEBE: Hi, Daddy! (PHOEBE rushes forward and gives VICTOR a hug.) VICTOR BENNETT: Hey, sweetie. PHOEBE: Hey. (PAIGE pulls PHOEBE away from VICTOR and pushes her toward the stairs.) PAIGE: Okay. Hate to cut this reunion short. I think you've had enough of those for today. You go upstairs till we figure this out. PHOEBE: Bye, dad. (PHOEBE heads up the stairs as CHRIS enters the room.) CHRIS: What happened? PAIGE: Well, you've heard of recapturing your youth. I think Phoebe's youth is trying to capture her. PIPER: Explain. PAIGE: I don't know. It's like one minute she was totally normal, the next it's like she's "Freaky Phoebe." CHRIS: Great. Who else saw? PAIGE: No one. She changed back before anyone noticed. VICTOR BENNETT: I'm having a little trouble keeping up here. Phoebe's being chased by, what, demons? PAIGE: Maybe inner demons or a spell gone wrong? It seemed to happen after someone named Paula Marks called her ... Freebie? (It makes sense to PIPER.) PIPER: Oh, yeah. That'll do it. PAIGE: (to PIPER) You want to go upstairs with me and check the book, see if there's anything? PIPER: Okay. CHRIS: You two go ahead. I need to get back to the scabbar demons before they know I'm missing. (CHRIS turns to leave, but PIPER stops him.) PIPER: Hey, wait! What, and leave your "awesome" grandpa alone? Grab a sandwich, grab a beer, get an answer. (PIPER leaves the men alone. VICTOR smiles and pulls out a couple of cigars from his jacket pocket. He offers one to CHRIS.) VICTOR BENNETT: Cubans? (CHRIS shrugs and takes one. He turns and walks out of the house. VICTOR looks over his shoulder back in PIPER'S direction as he follows CHRIS.) [INT. MANOR - PHOEBE'S ROOM - NIGHT -- CONTINUOUS] (PHOEBE'S in her room talking to herself.) PHOEBE: I am not that person anymore. I am not, so whatever you think you're doing, where -- (As she talks to herself, PHOEBE walks out of camera frame, but through the mirror's reflection, we see TEEN PHOEBE walking and talking.) (TEEN PHOEBE whirls around to look at her reflection ... the camera moves quickly to the real ADULT PHOEBE staring at herself in the mirror.) (PHOEBE walks over to the mirror to look at herself. Now, we see both the reflection and real PHOEBE in camera frame - both as ADULTS.) PHOEBE: Ohh. What is happening to me? (The cell phone rings. PHOEBE answers it.) PHOEBE: Hello. This is Phoebe. I think. INTERCUT WITH: [INT. HOTEL - BALLROOM - NIGHT] (TODD is still at the reunion talking on the cell phone.) TODD MARKS: Hey. Where'd you go? Are you okay? PHOEBE: Oh. Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. Listen, I'm, uh-- TODD MARKS: I'm sorry about Paula. It's always burned her up, you know, you and me together. PHOEBE: Yeah, hey, listen - TODD MARKS: (interrupts) You know, the only reason that I came to this thing was because of you ... hoping I'd see you again. (PHOEBE doesn't respond to that.) TODD MARKS: You there? PHOEBE: Yeah. I--I need to ask you a question. Um ... was I really a -- a different person... when you knew me? TODD MARKS: Different? How do you mean? PHOEBE: Well, you know -- what Paula said. TODD MAKRS: Phoebe, we were kids. And we were young, we were dumb. We didn't let anything stand in our way. PHOEBE: Yeah, I remember. TODD MARKS: I don't know about you, but I miss it. When was the last time that you were wild, you know? Really wild, the way we used to be? (PHOEBE glances at her reflection in the mirror.) PHOEBE: Actually, quite recently. To tell you the truth -- PAULA MARKS: (over phone) Who is that? Who are you talking to? (PAULA grabs the cell phone out from TODD'S hand.) PAULA MARKS: (to phone) Is this Freebie? (PHOEBE transforms into TEEN PHOEBE.) TEEN PHOEBE: You bet your ass. And I'm coming to get you, bitch. (TEEN PHOEBE hangs up on PAULA. PAULA'S eyes widen. She hands the phone back to TODD and walks away.) (TEEN PHOEBE heads for the window, opens it and slips outside.) [EXT. MANOR - BACK EXIT - NIGHT] (VICTOR and CHRIS stand outside smoking their cigars. Actually, VICTOR'S smoking and CHRIS is coughing.) VICTOR BENNETT: Sorry. Bad idea. (VICTOR takes the cigar from CHRIS and puts it aside.) CHRIS: (coughs) It's cool. It's just - (He coughs.) It's strong. VICTOR BENNETT: I was just trying to help us bond a little, you know? CHRIS: We don't need help bonding. We're cool. VICTOR BENNETT: In the future. But I haven't been there yet. You know? (He laughs awkwardly.) VICTOR BENNETT: I'm feeling a little out of sync here. Uh ... well, you hungry? You want to grab a bite? CHRIS: Yeah. Yeah, that'd be great. (He looks down at his clothes.) Just, um ... let me change first, okay? VICTOR BENNETT: Okay. (CHRIS turns to head back into the house. VICTOR hangs outside. CHRIS hesitates a moment, then turns around.) CHRIS: Uh ... listen. About those things ... you might want to pick up a different habit. To avoid any future problems, if you know what I mean. (CHRIS turns and heads into the house. VICTOR gasps as he gets what CHRIS is saying. He glances at his smoking cigar.) VICTOR BENNETT: Oh, gee! (He drops the cigar and stomps on it.) VICTOR BENNETT: Thanks for the tip. (He heads back into the house.) (Camera moves to the side and we see TEEN PHOEBE coming down the trellis. She jumps down to the ground and leaves.) CUT TO: [INT. HOTEL - BALLROOM -- NIGHT] (The ballroom doors open and TEEN PHOEBE walks into the party. She stops and looks around for TODD. She sees him talking with a group of guys and heads over to him oblivious to the crowd's reaction to her.) TODD MARKS: Phoebe? When you said you were feeling wild, you weren't kidding. What happened? Your hair, your clothes- (TEEN PHOEBE walks up to TODD and kisses him. The crowd reacts.) PAULA MARKS: Oh, my god! Get off him! (PAULA appears and pulls TODD away from TEEN PHOEBE. She pushes TEEN PHOEBE down to the floor. TEEN PHOEBE gets to her feet ready to fight, but RAMONA jumps in her way and stops her.) RAMONA SHAW: No! This isn't high school, Phoebe. They are married now. (She turns to look at TODD and PAULA.) And what the hell are you thinking? PAULA MARKS: No, no. No, let her go. Todd's a personal injury attorney, and I have a hundred witnesses here. I'm sure "Ask Freebie" has very deep pockets. TEEN PHOEBE: Yeah, well, I'd rather be rich than a bitch. (And with that, PAULA morphs into a Scottish Terrier. She barks and runs off into the crowd.) RAMONA SHAW: What the hell was that?! TEEN PHOEBE: I have no idea, but that was so cool! (TEEN PHOEBE turns to the crowd.) TEEN PHOEBE: The past is the future, and the future is the past. Let's welcome back the senior class! (She throws her arms up high in the air and a powerful wave of magic ripples through the crowd changing them. Rock music plays and the senior class starts dancing. The party has changed from respectable reunion to wild teen scene.) TEEN PHOEBE: Now, that's more like it! TODD: Come on, Phoebe, let's party! (TODD pulls PHOEBE out to the side as the party starts gearing up.) FADE OUT. (COMMERCIAL SET) FADE IN. [INT. HOTEL - BALLROOM -- NIGHT] (The reunion has turned wild, the attendees are out of control. MISS HICKOCK turns the corner and enters the ballroom, her mouth gaping at what she sees.) MISS HICKOCK: Oh, my god. (She turns and leaves the ballroom.) (Under the table, TEEN PHOEBE and TODD MARKS are kissing.) TODD MARKS: (laughing) I haven't felt this way since -- TEEN PHOEBE: Homecoming game? Underneath the bleachers? TODD MARKS: The crowd cheering. How did you make this happen? TEEN PHOEBE: Magic. I think I'm a witch. TODD MARKS: A witch, huh? How come I'm not scared of you? TEEN PHOEBE: 'Cause you're under my spell. (She leans in and they start kissing again.) (PAIGE orbs out of the way near the ballroom. She steps out into the ballroom and sees that the reunion has gone wild.) PAIGE: Aah...oh, no. (She slowly makes her way through the ballroom..) PAIGE: Phoebe? Phoebe! [INT. MANOR - KITCHEN - NIGHT] (PIPER takes out the container from the refrigerator just as the phone rings. She answers it.) PIPER: (to phone) Hello. PAIGE: Okay, I found Phoebe. I have good news, and I have bad news. (PAIGE sees TEEN PHOEBE kissing TODD MARKS under the table.) PIPER: Give me the good. PAIGE: Well, um, I now know what Phoebe was like as a teenager. That's also the bad news. PIPER: How bad is it? PAIGE: In a word ... (A WOMAN screams as a MAN is thrown over the table crashing to the floor on the other side. PIPER can hear the commotion on the phone.) PAIGE: Bad. (TEEN PHOEBE looks out and sees PAIGE.) TEEN PHOEBE: Let's get out of here. (She grabs TODD and makes a break for it. PAIGE sees her leave and calls out to her.) PAIGE: Phoebe! Phoebe! (RAMONA sees them leave and calls out to her.) RAMONA SHAW: Hey! Wait for me! (PAIGE is stuck in the crowd on the dance floor.) [EXT. HOTEL - NIGHT - CONTINUOUS] (RAMONA chases after TEEN PHOEBE and TODD.) RAMONA SHAW: So where are we going, guys? TODD: Anywhere! I don't care. I just don't want this night to end. TEEN PHOEBE: The night is young -- (They stop as a stream of officer cars file in front of the hotel, lights flashing and sirens pulsing. PHOEBE and the others duck to the side.) TEEN PHOEBE: Over here. (Officers exit the cars and head for the ballroom.) (PHOEBE looks out from the pillar at the cars.) TEEN PHOEBE: I can't get busted. (TODD reaches for her hand.) TODD MARKS: Don't worry. I'm gonna get us out of here. (He pulls her toward the car. PHOEBE pulls back a little.) TEEN PHOEBE: Wait! You want to steal a cop car? TODD MARKS: Not steal--borrow. (The party attendees slowly file out of the ballroom. PHOEBE turns and sees frowning PAIGE also exiting the ballroom.) TEEN PHOEBE: Yeah, yeah, great idea! Let's go! (TEEN PHOEBE gets into the car. RAMONA jumps into the back seat. The car doors slam shut, TODD drives off.) (PAIGE sees them leave.) PAIGE: Phoebe! (PAIGE watches them leave in the police car, tires screeching.) CUT TO: [INT. FRENCH RESTAURANT -- NIGHT] (VICTOR and CHRIS look through their menus while a WAITER stands at their table waiting for them to order. Soft piano music plays in the background.) [Soft piano music playing] CHRIS: Uh ... What is the gi-got? WAITER: (french accent) Ze gigot is your choice -- leg of lamb or mutton. (CHRIS stares at him obviously clueless.) WAITER: (american accent) Mutton. CHRIS: Oh. What is that, meat? WAITER: Yes, is meat. It comes from a sheep. You know--baa baa. VICTOR BENNETT: Why don't you just bring us a couple of steaks, please? Medium. Thank you. (The WAITER collects the menus and leaves. CHRIS scoffs at the WAITER'S attitude.) VICTOR BENNETT: Sorry. I thought you might like a fancy meal. CHRIS: Why? VICTOR BENNETT: Trying to live up to my rep. CHRIS: With cigars and mutton? Sorry, grandpa, that's not how you did it. VICTOR BENNETT: Did I take you to batting cages? CHRIS: No. VICTOR BENNETT: Strip clubs? CHRIS: God, no. VICTOR BENNETT: What did I do? You gotta tell me because I am crashing here. CHRIS: Nothing. You just -- we talked. VICTOR BENNETT: Oh. CHRIS: Look, we should just get back. I'm undercover with some demons who are going to be looking for me very soon. VICTOR BENNETT: No, no, no. Wait. Let's talk. We need to talk. CHRIS: (sighs) Let me guess. Piper asked you here to find out what's wrong with me, right? VICTOR BENNETT: She just wants to know why she's such a terrible mother. CHRIS: She what? No, no, she's great. VICTOR BENNETT: Well, then why are you treating her like she doesn't exist? (CHRIS sighs.) VICTOR BENNETT: Chris, if what we do is talk ... talk to me. CHRIS: (voice breaks) Because she doesn't exist in my future. Okay? She dies when I turn fourteen. VICTOR BENNETT: That's -- that's the event? (CHRIS nods.) VICTOR BENNETT: Well, how? CHRIS: (shakes his head) I can't, all right? I've already said way too much. The point is, after I save Wyatt, I have to go back to where she isn't. I can't get close to her because I don't want to lose her again. VICTOR BENNETT: Maybe that's all the more reason to get close to her. (CHRIS sighs as he considers VICTOR's words.) CUT TO: [EXT. ROADWAY - NIGHT] (Two police cars speed down the road, their sirens blaring. Camera rises to focus on the abandoned gas station in the background.) [INT. ABANDONED GAS STATION -- NIGHT] (Inside the abandoned gas station, TODD watches the police cars pass by. He turns to the girls.) TODD MARKS: Proving once again that we are smarter than the cops. (TEEN PHOEBE is inside the car.) RAMONA SHAW: Can I play with the siren now? (She gets out of the car.) TEEN PHOEBE: No. I'm cleaning the fingerprints. We gotta ditch the car here. (She shuts the door.) TODD MARKS: Hey, what's the rush? The coast is clear, the night is young, and so are you. (TODD and TEEN PHOEBE kiss.) RAMONA SHAW: Um ... guys, I'm not gonna crawl in the trunk again so you two can make out. Hey, we could T.P. Gabby Fernandez's house. How about that? TODD MARKS: How about lame? TEEN PHOEBE: Yeah, I have to agree. This is a special night. We need imagination. RAMONA SHAW: Hey. Rick always said he had imagination. TEEN PHOEBE: That's exactly what I was thinking. TODD MARKS: This is reunion night. Let's get the gang back together. RAMONA SHAW: (hesitant) Yeah, um, but Rick's locked up in county. TODD MARKS: So? RAMONA SHAW: So, the jail's closed. TEEN PHOEBE: Well, just think of me as your "get into jail free" card. RAMONA SHAW: You want to break in? TEEN PHOEBE: Just to say 'hi'. It's something to do, right? RAMONA SHAW: (unenthusiastically) Right. CUT TO: [INT. MANOR - ATTIC -- NIGHT] (PAIGE holds the crystal over the map as she scrys for PHOEBE.) PAIGE: Tsk. Damn it, I thought I had her. She's on the move again. (PIPER is reading the page on the SCABBAR DEMONS.) PIPER: Well, we better find her soon, 'cause we're gonna need her if those scabbar demons come after Chris. I can't believe I let him go out with dad. What was I thinking? PAIGE: Honey, you weren't thinking. You were actually feeling, which is allowed in this family. (CHRIS and VICTOR orb into the attic. PIPER gets to her feet. VICTOR looks shell-shocked.) PIPER: You're okay. (VICTOR slowly turns his head to look at PIPER. He's stiff as a board.) VICTOR BENNETT: Who says I'm okay? (CHRIS laughs. VICTOR slowly, cautiously turns to sit down.) CHRIS: Don't worry. You'll get used to orbing in the future. PIPER: I thought something might have happened to you. CHRIS: No. We're fine. We just ...talked. Really, I'm fine. PAIGE: Yeah, well, Phoebe's not. She's out there running around with her old gang. VICTOR BENNETT: I thought she was downstairs. PIPER: No, she's out the window. PAIGE: And even worse, she's under the influence. CHRIS: Of alcohol? PAIGE: No. Adolescence. PIPER: She stole a cop car as a prank. VICTOR BENNETT: That's not a prank. It's a felony. PAIGE: Yeah, well, Teen Phoebe also happens to have her adult powers, and she cast a spell on her entire reunion class. CHRIS: What? PIPER: Don't worry. Paige was able to reverse it all, but - ohh - (PIPER suddenly gets woozy and sways on her feet. CHRIS and VICTOR reach out to help her.) CHRIS: Whoa. Here. Okay. (The wave of dizziness is over.) CHRIS: Are you okay? PIPER: Yeah. I'm just a little light-headed. CHRIS: Sorry. You know, about me. PIPER: Hmm. Must have been some hell of a talk there. VICTOR BENNETT: Yeah. Gotta get off your feet, honey. Come on. (VICTOR and PIPER leave the attic.) CHRIS: Look, we need to stop Phoebe before she gets into some trouble that we can't get her out of. PAIGE: I'm trying. She keeps moving. She keeps moving. PAIGE: Oh- (The crystal falls on the map.) PAIGE: I got her. (Two scabbar demons appear in the attic next to CHRIS. He turns and sees them just as they turn and see him. CHRIS orbs out as the scabbar demons shoot yellow acid from their mouths at him. The yellow acid flows easily through the orbs and hits the large cabinet against the far wall.) (The cabinet glass shatters and falls to the floor. PAIGE grabs the Book of Shadows and hides behind the scrying table. CHRIS orbs in next to her.) (PAIGE waves her hand and motions.) PAIGE: Glass! (The glass shards from the broken cabinet from across the room orb up and stabs a scabbar demon in his abdomen. The glass dissolves and his wound heals. The Scabbar Demon turns to look at PAIGE.) (He takes a deep breath and shoots yellow goo at PAIGE. PAIGE pushes CHRIS out of the way and the yellow acidic goo hits and dissolves the scrying table, crystal and map.) (PIPER and VICTOR walk into the attic. PIPER sees the scabbar demon and pushes VICTOR back out of the attic and into the hallway.) PIPER: Get back! (The Scabbar Demon takes a deep breath; PIPER waves her hand and the Scabbar Demon blows up from the inside, but it's not enough to vanquish him.) (The Second Scabbar Demon spits out yellow acidic goo. PAIGE holds out her hand to deflect the stuff shooting toward her.) PAIGE: Icky stuff! (The yellow goo orbs back to the Second Scabbar Demon and hits him square in the chest. He is vanquished in a wall of fire and smoke. The First Scabbar Demon turns and glares at PAIGE, then promptly disappears out of the attic.) (PIPER turns to PAIGE.) PIPER: "Icky stuff"? PAIGE: It worked. (VICTOR peers into the attic from the hallway. He smiles wondering if the coast is clear. CHRIS gets to his feet.) CHRIS: Here. (He hands the Book of Shadows to PAIGE. He turns and looks at PIPER and VICTOR.) CHRIS: Sorry about all this. PIPER: It's okay. Kids are messy. CHRIS: They'll be back. PIPER: (reassuring) And we'll handle it. (PAIGE picks up the destroyed scrying crystal.) PAIGE: Uh-oh. Any idea how we're gonna find Phoebe now? (CHRIS sighs.) CUT TO: [INT. COUNTY JAIL - INTERVIEW ROOM -- NIGHT] (The interview room door opens and the Sheriff escorts RICK GITTRIDGE handcuffed into the room. The female officer standing by the door turns to look at him. Inside the room, RICK GITTRIDGE sees three lawyers, two women and one man all sitting at the table waiting for him.) RICK GITTRIDGE: You're not my lawyers. MALE LAWYER: Well, Mr. Gittridge, we're here at the request of your public defender. May I call you Rick? RICK GITTRIDGE: No. You don't look like much of a defense team to me. SHERIFF: Sit down, Gittridge. (The SHERIFF forces RICK GITTRIDGE into the empty chair.) FEMALE LAWYER 1: Mr. Gittridge, ... (The SHERIFFS leave the room.) SHERRIF (MALE): Let's go. FEMALE LAWYER 1: ... did you at one time provide Phoebe Halliwell with a smoke bomb during a school assembly? RICK GITTRIDGE: (chuckles) All right. What is this? (All the lawyers start laughing. Suddenly, the FEMALE LAWYER 1 morphs into TEEN PHOEBE who laughs the loudest. RICK scrambles out of his chair and backs up toward the door.) RICK GITTRIDGE: Stay away from me. (The other two lawyers morph back into TODD MARKS and RAMONA SHAW. They all share a laugh together.) (Spooked, RICK grabs the chair and holds it out in front of him.) TODD MARKS: Jeez! Chill out, Rick. It's us. TEEL PHOEBE: We just came by to say hi. RAMONA SHAW: (waves) Hi. (From outside, the Sheriff opens the door and walks in.) SHERIFF: What's the commotion in-- (RICH uses the chair and knocks him out. TEEN PHOEBE, RODD and RAMONA scramble to their feet at what they saw RICK just do. RICK slams the door shut.) RICK GITTRIDGE: What the hell's going on? How did you guys do that? TEEN PHOEBE: Wait. Are you crazy or just stupid? RICK GITTRIDGE: Tell me how you did that! TODD MARKS: It's Phoebe. She does things, like magic, but for real. (RICK stares at TEEN PHOEBE for a moment. He then removes the cuff keys from the knocked-out Sheriff on the floor.) RICK GITTRIDGE: Well, we'll see how real. RAMONA SHAW: Um, this isn't supposed to happen. It's a prank. We just came to say hi. TEEN PHOEBE: You want me to use my magic to get you out of here? RICK GITTRIDGE: Oh, I know you are. Only way you're getting out of here, too. In for a penny, in for a pound. (He reaches for TEEN PHOEBE.) RICK GITTRIDGE: Let's go. FADE OUT. (COMMERCIAL SET) FADE IN. [INT. ABANDONED GAS STATION -- NIGHT] (The SHERIFF opens the door and peers into the Abandoned Gas Station. He holds the rifle out in front of him looking inside the room.) SHERIFF (RICK GITTRIDGE): All clear. (The SHERIFF steps into the room. RAMONA, TODD and TEEN PHOEBE walk in after. As she passes by him, TEEN PHOEBE waves her hand and the SHERIFF morphs back into RICK GITTRIDGE.) (He looks down at himself, astonished by the change.) RICK GITTRIDGE: Sweet! W-w-what is this? Is this a spell or something? TEEN PHOEBE: Or something. RICK GITTRIDGE: Phoebes, I never believed in much of anything before, but I am a believer now. TEEN PHOEBE: Whatever. Have a good life. Come on, you guys. (They turn to leave, but RICK stops them.) RICK GITTRIDGE: Wait. Don't get all attitudinal on me. It's not like we did anything wrong here, guys. TODD MARKS: Rick, you hit a cop. RICK GITTRIDGE: That was an accident. You three -- you guys had me so freaked out with that magic, I didn't know what was going on. RAMONA SHAW: He does have a point, Phoebe. RICK GITTRIDGE: Yeah. TEEN PHOEBE: (angry) Don't buy into his crap. He made us break him out of prison. RICK GITTRIDGE: That was justice. You guys, I never hit no liquor store. That was -- I mean, I was in the wrong place at the wrong time. TODD MARKS: You expect us to believe that? RICK GITTRIDGE: I'm being straight with you. You guys, you know me. I mean, I'm a troublemaker, not an armed robber. TEEN PHOEBE: Could have fooled me. RICK GITTRIDGE: I grabbed the shotgun to scare you, okay? I was desperate to get out of there, be with you guys. I'm one of you. RAMONA SHAW: What do you think, Phoebe? (PHOEBE looks at RICK.) TEEN PHOEBE: He's capable of hurting people. That's what I think. TODD MARKS: I vote we let him stick with us. RAMONA SHAW: (hedges) Just doesn't seem right to leave him out. RICK GITTRIDGE: That's two out of three, babe. Guess we're all back together again, huh? Isn't this great?! (TEEN PHOEBE rolls her eyes and turns away.) CUT TO: [INT. MANOR - ATTIC - NIGHT] (PIPER places a crystal on the attic window sill. She turns to look at CHRIS.) PIPER: The crystals should protect you. They won't be able to find you as long as you stay in the attic. CHRIS: You sure about that? PIPER: Well, I'm ... pretty sure. CHRIS: Okay. Well, you and Wyatt need to go someplace safe. I'm gonna go get him. (CHRIS walks past PIPER to get WYATT. PIPER stops him.) PIPER: No. You are not leaving this room. CHRIS: But what about you? PIPER: What about me? I have to stay here and help Paige summon Phoebe. CHRIS: I'm part-witch, remember? I can help Paige do that. PIPER: You can't vanquish the demons if they come and attack again. CHRIS: Well, I can try. VICTOR BENNETT: Listen to your mother, Chris. (CHRIS wheels around to look at VICTOR.) CHRIS: (alarmed) What if something happens to her? PIPER: Nothing's gonna happen to me. (CHRIS turns to look back at PIPER.) PIPER: Unless you know something that I don't. (CHRIS doesn't say anything. VICTOR steps forward and reassures her.) VICTOR BENNETT: Nothing's gonna happen to you, honey ... not now. (CHRIS looks at VICTOR.) PIPER: Oh. So ... when? (CHRIS still doesn't say anything.) PIPER: (gently) Chris ... is that what you've been living with, knowing that something happens to me? (His silence speaks volumes.) PIPER: I see. Well, does it happen soon? CHRIS: I can't tell you that. It could change the future in even worse ways. PIPER: Right, but isn't that why you came here in the first place -- to make the future better? How do you know you haven't already changed mine? VICTOR BENNETT: She's got a point. PIPER: Well, whatever it is, it, uh, obviously doesn't happen until you're born, so ... save it. Got it? CHRIS: (automatically) I got it, mom. (He immediately realizes his slip. PIPER smiles, pleased.) PIPER: Huh? (CHRIS looks sheepishly at her. VICTOR and PIPER smile.) CUT TO: [EXT. ABANDONED GAS STATION - NIGHT] RAMONA SHAW: (v.o.) And then ... [INT. ABANDONED GAS STATION -- NIGHT] (RAMONA enthusiastically explains her plan to the rest of the gang.) RAMONA SHAW: ... while I keep Miss Hickock busy on the telephone, you three creep up to her house and egg her car! TODD MARKS: I haven't egged a car in years. I get first shot. RICK GITTRIDGE: Pull it together. You're acting like you're still in high school. TEEN PHOEBE: Because they are. I cast a spell. RICK GITTRIDGE: Okay. That explains so much. Listen, I picked up a tip today in lockup, and I got a better idea what we can do tonight. TEEN PHOEBE: Knock off another liquor store? RICK GITTRIDGE: No. An armored car. RAMONA SHAW: You're joking, right? TEEN PHOEBE: (looking at RICK) No, he's not joking. He's psycho. Look at him. RICK GITTRIDGE: You're wrong. Look, I would have never even considered it before, but we got magic now, right? I mean, we can pull this off. TODD MARKS: An armored car, huh? (He chuckles.) Little bit big league, don't you think? RICK GITTRIDGE: That's right. We're not kids anymore. We gotta think about our futures. Come on. What do you say? Ramona, you in? RAMONA SHAW: Um ... (She looks at PHOEBE who shakes her head and mouths for her not to.) RAMONA SHAW: I don't know. I don't want to go to jail. RICK GITTRIDGE: See, we're not gonna get caught. We got Phoebe, all right? Now we need a majority vote here. So what do you say? RAMONA SHAW: No. I wanna go home. RICK GITTRIDGE: You're not going anywhere. In for a penny, in for a pound, remember? TEEN PHOEBE: The cops aren't after us. They're after you. (RICK turns to look at PHOEBE. Everyone stops and considers that statement.) TODD MARKS: She's right. (TEEN PHOEBE slides off the car hood.) TEEN PHOEBE: Come on, you guys. Let's get out of here. (TODD stands up also. He look sat RICK as he walks past him.) TODD MARKS: It's over. (Seething, RICK uses the rifle on TODD and knocks him out. TODD falls flat on his face on the floor, out cold. RAMONA gasps.) (TEEN PHOEBE turns around and sees what RICK has done. She gasps.) RICK GITTRIDGE: Nothing's over until I say it's over. (RAMONA kneels down next to TODD checking on him. TEEN PHOEBE blurs and slowly changes back into ADULT PHOEBE.) RICK GITTRIDGE: Wha - (RICK takes a step back at seeing PHOEBE standing in front of him. She doesn't look happy at all.) RICK GITTRIDGE: What's going on? (PHOEBE walks toward RICK, unafraid of the rifle in his hands pointed at her.) RICK GITTRIDGE: What are you doing? PHOEBE: I kill demons every day. You think I'm afraid of you? RICK GITTRIDGE: Stay right there. (He cocks the rifle.) (Something happens to PHOEBE. White orb lights appear and surround her orbing her out of the Abandoned Gas Station. She disappears.) (RAMONA looks up where PHOEBE used to be, surprised to find her gone.) [ING. MANOR - ATTIC - NIGHT - CONTINUOUS] (The white orbs bring PHOEBE back into the attic. She materializes standing within a circle of candles.) VICTOR BENNETT: Honey, are you okay? PHOEBE: (urgently) No, I'm not. You have to send me back. PAIGE: You're not a teenager anymore. PHOEBE: Very good, Paige. Now, please, send me back. PIPER: But wait. We need the Power of Three to vanquish the demons that are after Chris. (PAIGE and CHRIS both nod their heads.) PHOEBE: No, Piper, it's gonna have to wait. There are innocents in danger. PIPER: What if you revert back? PHOEBE: I won't. Look, there's a crazy man with a shotgun. Now please send me back. (Everyone stands around looking at each other.) [INT. ABANDONED GAS STATION - NIGHT] (White orb lights bring PHOEBE back to the Abandoned Gas Station. She materializes in the same place where the disappears. In front of her on the ground is TODD. PHOEBE rushes over to check on TODD.) PHOEBE: Todd! Todd! Are you okay? RICK GITTRIDGE: (o.s.) You go to the cops? (PHOEBE looks up and sees RICK standing on the other side of the room behind the police car.) PHOEBE: No, I didn't. I swear. (PHOEBE looks around.) Where's Ramona? RICK GITTRIDGE: Somewhere safe. PHOEBE: What is that supposed to mean? RICK GITTRIDGE: I got nervous when you took off. I didn't know where you went, so I decided I needed a little leverage. PHOEBE: Where is she? RICK GITTRIDGE: Don't take a tone with me, Phoebs, not if you want to see your friend again. She's locked up tight. Now, if you want her to keep breathing, you're gonna do what I say. Don't you just love reunions? (PHOEBE doesn't say anything as she stares at RICK who beams back smugly at her.) FADE OUT. (COMMERCIAL SET) FADE IN. [EXT. COMMUNITY - MORNING] [EXT. ALLEYWAY - MORNING] (PHOEBE drives the police car through the alleyway.) [INT. CAR (MOVING) - MORNING] (PHOEBE drives the car as RICK sits in the passenger seat, the rifle in his hands.) RICK GITTRIDGE: It should be passing by any minute. Just stop up there. PHOEBE: You don't have to do this, you know. You have a choice. RICK GITTRIDGE: Choice? Here's my choice: Freedom with money to burn, or life in prison. (PHOEBE stops the car at the end of the alley.) PHOEBE: You won't get life. RICK GITTRIDGE: Maybe not, but I'll get thirty to forty years. That robbery was my third strike. PHOEBE: So you did do it? RICK GITTRIDGE: Yeah, but you knew that even before you got all grown-up. PHOEBE: Don't do this, Rick. Don't make things worse than they already are. Just tell me where Ramona is. RICK GITTRIDGE: When I get what I want, she'll go free. PHOEBE: Yeah, except guys like you never get what they want. RICK GITTRIDGE: Well, not for lack of trying, that's for damn sure. I got a feeling this time it's gonna be different, 'cause I got magic on my side. PHOEBE: God, what happened to you? RICK GITTRIDGE: Me? What happened to you? You're the one who changed. You got all ... different. PHOEBE: (thoughtfully) Yeah, I did. (The Armored car rounds the corner and appears on the street in front of them.) RICK GITTRIDGE: Okay. Go. (PHOEBE pulls the car out in front of the armored car.) RICK GITTRIDGE: Okay. We're gonna do this just like I said, then you're gonna give me a new face -- and not one of those lawyer faces you used. Something new ... or Ramona dies. Are we clear? (PHOEBE stops at the intersection.) RICK GITTRIDGE: Okay. (RICK looks around and prompts her. She takes the turn.) RICK GITTRIDGE: Go. Go. Go. PHOEBE: I can't guarantee a perfect spell, you know. RICK GITTRIDGE: What do you mean? I saw you do magic. PHOEBE: No, you saw a hormonal teenage witch with no fear of consequences. RICK GITTRIDGE: Leave the consequences to me. (He glances in the side-view mirror to check that the armored truck is still following them.) (He presses on the brake. The car stops in the middle of the road and the armored truck slams into the back of the police car.) RICK GITTRIDGE: (laughs) Go! Now! PHOEBE: (reciting) Uh, make them see what cannot be, flames that leap to make them flee. (Inside the armored car, flames appear inside. The driver and partner exit the vehicle screaming at the illusionary flames.) (PHOEBE gets out of the car and sees that the driver's arm is really on fire.) PHOEBE: (shocked) Oh, my god! He's on fire! (The driver falls to his knees on the road.) PHOEBE: Put it out! RICK GITTRIDGE: Isn't that the idea? PHOEBE: No. It was just supposed to be an illusion. (RICK walks up to the driver and uses the butt of the rifle to knock him out on the chin. The driver falls backward onto the road. RICK doesn't miss a beat and continues on to the armored truck.) (PHOEBE ducks back into the car as RICK pushes the armored truck's passenger door closed. He faces the guard and uses the rifle to knock him out. The guard puts up a struggle and the two men fight.) (PHOEBE takes out her jacket and uses it to bat out the flames on the driver's arm.) (RICK manages to knock the security guard down. He points the rifle at him and cocks the weapon. PHOEBE sees him about to kill the guard. She gets to her feet, runs and tackles RICK, knocking the rifle out of his grip.) (RICK looks up and sees the rifle. He scrambles toward it. PHOEBE tries to stop him, but he grabs the rifle off the ground and points it at PHOEBE. She puts her hands up.) RICK GITTRIDGE: It wouldn't be the first time I killed someone. (The two stare at each other.) RICK GITTRIDGE: Let's get the money. (RICK scrambles to his feet, opens the door and scrambles inside the armored truck leaving PHOEBE sitting on the ground.) PHOEBE: (reciting) Make him hear what isn't there, his deepest worries come to bear. (In the distance, police sirens sound. RICK leans out of the truck looking in the distance at what he believes to be approaching police cars.) RICK GITTRIDGE: Damn it! Where'd they come from? PHOEBE: I think your time's running out. (RICK gets out of the truck.) RICK GITTRIDGE: (frustrated) Aarrgghh! (He grabs PHOEBE, helps her up and pushes her along the road.) RICK GITTRIDGE: Let's go! Let's go! Come on! Come here! BLUR INTO: [EXT. HALLIWELL MANOR - DAY] [INT. MANOR - WYATT'S BEDROOM - MORNING] (PIPER and VICTOR lean over WYATT'S crib and watch him sleep.) PIPER: Mmm. I wish I was asleep. VICTOR BENNETT: You should sleep. PIPER: No, I can't. Not until Phoebe's back and Chris' demons are vanquished and I accept the fact that apparently I die young. (VICTOR suddenly becomes silent, his entire demeanor changes. PIPER looks at him carefully.) PIPER: You know, don't you? When it happens. VICTOR BENNETT: It's like you said. The future could have changed. (PIPER looks away.) I do know that Chris loves you. (She looks at VICTOR and smiles.) PIPER: Yeah? VICTOR BENNETT: Yeah. I love you, too. (VICTOR moves to put his hand over PIPER'S. She holds on to his hand and smiles at him. She looks down at WYATT sleeping peacefully in his crib.) (There's a loud crashing thud coming from downstairs.) (PIPER'S already heading toward the door.) PIPER: Wait here. Wyatt's force field will protect you. (PAIGE appears in the doorway and stops PIPER.) PAIGE: You stay put. I'm gonna take care of that, okay? (She turns and heads downstairs.) PAIGE: (o.s.) Just keep Chris in the attic. CUT TO: [INT. MANOR - MAIN HALL - DAWN] (PHOEBE is on the floor leaning against the seat. RICK looms above her.) RICK GITTRIDGE: Okay. No more stalling. Do it. PHOEBE: Where's Ramona? RICK GITTRIDGE: What? (He cocks the rifle.) Do you think I'm stupid? I tell you where she is, I lose my leverage. (PAIGE walks down the stairs and approaches them.) PAIGE: What's going on? (RICK turns around and points the gun at PAIGE.) RICK GITTRIDGE: Who are you? (PHOEBE scrambles to her feet to stop him from hurting her.) PHOEBE: Don't. She's my sister. RICK GITTRIDGE: Yeah? Is she a witch, too? PAIGE: Yeah. You could say it runs in the family. RICK GITTRIDGE: Good. Then maybe she can give me a new face. PHOEBE: You know, we'd be more than happy to give you a new face once you tell us where Ramona is. RICK GITTRIDGE: What the hell. You're my leverage now, anyway. She's locked in a tank under the pumping station. PHOEBE: How do we know you're telling the truth? RICK GITTRIDGE: You don't. Now ... my face. Make it different. Hey. Heartbreaking. Charming. Young. PHOEBE: (thinking) You know, I'm thinking ... maybe you should use our nephew for inspiration. (PAIGE gets it.) PAIGE: Who you were, you're now another, take the face of Wyatt's brother. (RICK morphs into CHRIS. He turns and checks out his new face in the mirror.) RICK GITTRIDGE (AS CHRIS): (nods) Yeah. I like it. This will work. (Satisfied, he walks back toward them. PAIGE warns PHOEBE.) PAIGE: Phoebs, watch out. This could get messy. (PAIGE runs to take cover behind the wall. PHOEBE also hides behind the wall near her for cover.) (RICK watches them, puzzled by their behavior.) (Behind him, three scabbar demons appear in the sitting room. RICK turns around and sees them as a threat. He immediately fires at two of them. The bullets have no affect on these demons.) (The scabbar demons open their mouths, hissing, spewing yellow acidic goo at RICK.) [OFF PHOEBE] (The powerful goo literally melts him where he stands. He screams in pain.) RICK GITTRIDGE (AS CHRIS): Aah! (Satisfied that he's gone, the scabbar demons leave.) (PHOEBE and PAIGE come out of hiding. PAIGE checks on PHOEBE.) PAIGE: You okay? PHOEBE: Yeah. (PHOEBE stands up and looks around.) PAIGE: You know you had to, right? PHOEBE: (sadly) I know. FADE TO: [EXT. VARIOUS SAN FRANCISCO SCENES (STOCK) - DAY] [EXT. HALLIWELL MANOR - DAY - ESTABLISH] [INT. MANOR - PHOEBE'S BEDROOM -- DAY] (PHOEBE goes through her yearbook when PAIGE knocks lightly on the doorframe before walking into the room.) PAIGE: Hey. PHOEBE: Hi. PAIGE: How are Todd and Ramona? (PAIGE sits on the bed.) PHOEBE: They're shaky, but they're okay. PAIGE: Yeah? Do they remember anything? PHOEBE: Once I reversed the spell, the past was -- PAIGE: Forgotten? PHOEBE: Some things are best forgotten. PAIGE: Yeah, like "Freaky Phoebe"? PHOEBE: My god. I was such an angry little teenager, huh? PAIGE: Well, it's a good thing you didn't have your powers back then. PHOEBE: Tell me about it. I'm just glad that's all behind me, you know? (PHOEBE closes the yearbook.) PAIGE: Yeah. Still, it's good for me to see you have a couple of chinks in your armor. As an older sister, you're quite a bit to live up to. PHOEBE: (smiles, embarrassed) Shut up. PAIGE: I swear to it. PHOEBE: Get outta here. PAIGE: I'm telling you the truth. PHOEBE: I'm embarrassed now. (She lifts up the yearbook and hides behind it.) CUT TO: [INT. MANOR - FOYER / MAIN HALL / CONSERVATORY-- DAY] (PIPER walks VICTOR to the door.) PIPER: Next time I ask you to drop by, I promise I will keep the demonic drama to a minimum. VICTOR BENNETT: Yeah. Now you know why I don't come around that often. PIPER: Dad. VICTOR BENNETT: Just kidding. (He gives her a hug.) Sort of. Take care of yourself. You got a great kid growing inside of you. I look forward to really getting to know him someday. PIPER: I still can't believe you like orbing in the future. Do I live to see that? VICTOR BENNETT: Oh, nice try. (They smile. After a pause, things turn serious.) VICTOR BENNETT: Don't worry so much about the future. Spend time with him while you can. Talk to him. PIPER: Every moment counts, is that it? VICTOR BENNETT: Yeah ... something like that. Uh, Piper ... (suddenly serious) ... be careful. (VICTOR opens the door and walks out of the house closing the door behind him.) (PIPER walks through the sitting room and finds CHRIS playing with WYATT in the Conservatory. Unaware of her, he reads a small cardboard book to him.) CHRIS: (quietly to WYATT) That's nice. What else do we have in here? Look, it's a race car. Do you see it? Let's find it. (PIPER smiles as she watches her two sons together on the floor.) (Suddenly she feels the baby move. She looks down at her tummy. She puts her hands on her tummy holding her unborn child and turns to look out at her two sons in front of her.) (She smiles.) FADE TO BLACK ========================== THE END ========================== [Captioning made possible by Spelling Entertainment, Inc. Captioned by the National Captioning Institute www.Ncicap.Org] Courtesy of http://www.webphilia.com/~anthology/wnp.html Contact the Transcriptionist at (intrepidly002@yahoo.com) Do not archive this transcript without permission from the Transcriptionist. ========================== TITLE/OPENING CREDITS ========================== CHARMED 6X17: HYDE SCHOOL REUNION ORIGINAL AIR DATE ON WB: 03/14/2004 TRANSCRIBED FROM WB Starring: ALYSSA MILANO as Phoebe Halliwell ROSE McGOWAN as Paige Matthews and HOLLY MARIE COMBS as Piper BRIAN KRAUSE as Leo Wyatt DREW FULLER as Chris Perry Created by CONSTANCE M. BURGE Guest Starring JAMES READ as Victor Bennett ROD ROWLAND LESLI MARGHERITA CLAIRE RANKIN and JEFFREY PIERCE Consulting Producer: JONATHAN LEVIN Consulting Producer: DAVID SIMKINS Co-Producer: PETER CHOMSKY Co-Producer: CURTIS KHEEL Producer: HOLLY MARIE COMBS Producer: ALYSSA MILANO Co-Executive Producer: DANIEL CERONE Co-Executive Producer: JAMES L. CONWAY Produced By: JON PARE Written by: DAVID SIMKINS Directed by: JONATHAN WEST ========================== END CREDITS ========================== Executive Producer: BRAD KERN Executive Producer: AARON SPELLING Executive Producer: E. DUKE VINCENT Spelling Television Inc., A Paramount / Viacom Company Executive Story Editor: HENRY ALONSO MYERS Executive Story Editor: JEANNINE RENSHAW Story Editor: JULIE HESS Music by: JAY GRUSKA Casting by: LESLEE DENNIS, C.S.A. Original Casting by VICTORIA HUFF, C.S.A. Director of Photography: KRIS KROSSKOVE Production Designer: PAUL STAHELL Editor: DON KELLEY Unit Production Manager: JOHN PARE First Assistant Director: DEREK JOHANSEN Second Assistant Director: VINCENT GONZALES Executive in Charge of Talent: PAMELA SHAE Costume Designer: EILISH Camera Operator: MICHAEL ST. HILLSIRE 1st Assistant Camera: RICHARD SOBIN Chief Lighting Technician: KURT JOHNSON Asst. Chief Lighting Technician: DON LEHMAN Set Designer: ROLAND HILL Set Decorator: ROBINSON ROYCE, S.D.S.A. Leadperson: MICHAEL ZUFELT Property Master: ROGER MONTESANO Assistant Property Master: SCOTT COCKEREIL Script Supervisor: NANCY SOLOMAN Costume Supervisor: DANIELA GSCHWENDTNER Dept. Head Key Make-Up Artist: NANETTE NEW Key Make-up artist: ANI MALONEY Key Make-Up Artist: BRET MARDOCK Dept. Head Key Hairstylist: AUDREY FUTTERMAN-STERN Key Hairstylist: LANA HEYING Sound Mixer: BRETT GRANT-GRIERSON Location Manager: BOB BOYLE Transportation Coordinator: DAVE BASSETT Production Coordinator: RICK NAPOLI Post-Production Coordinator: LARRY GOLDSTEIN Production Accountant: CHRISSY CORNWALL First Company Grip: STEVE GAUSCHE 2nd Company Grip: TOM HAM Construction Coordinator: STAR FIELDS Stunt Coordinator: NOON ORSATTI Special Effects Coordinator: RANDY CABRAL Special Effects Shop Coordinator: VINNIE BORGESE Visual Effects Supervisor: STEPHEN LEBED Executive Associate: RENATE KAMER Casting Associate: MEGAN ENTRIKEN Assistant to Brad Kern: DOUG E. JONES Assistant to Jon Pare: JULIE SWARTSLEY Assistant to the Writers: NATALIE ANTOCI Assistant Editor: EUGENE WOOD Music Editor: NINO CENTURION Supervising Sound Editor: JEFF CLARK Music Coordinator: CELEST RAY Re-Recording Mixers: JOSH SCHNEIDER / BRUCE MICHAELS / KEVIN VALENTINE Film and Electronic Laboratory (tm) by LASERPACIFIC MEDIA Lenses and Panaflex(R) Camera by PANAVISION(R) Digital Sound Editing and Mixing by LASERPACIFIC MEDIA Digital Visual Effects by ENCORE VIDEO Executive in Charge of Production: GAIL M. PATTERSON Executive in Charge of Post-Production: KENNETH MILLER This motion picture is protected under the laws of the United States and other countries. Any unauthorized duplication, copying, distribution, exhibition or use may result in civil liability and or criminal prosecution. The places and characters depicted herein are entirely fictitious, and any similarity to any real places or people is purely coincidental. 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