-Goodbye. -Okay, see you later.
And just once again, I'm very sorry.
Victor.
Thank you for coming by, I really appreciate it.
-My condolences. -Thank you, thank you.
-We love you, Piper. -We love you.
I knew you two were close.
I've known her for so many years.
Pretty good turnout, huh?
-Phoebe? -No, Dad, I'm Piper. That's Phoebe.
I can't believe how many leprechauns are at my urn.
Well, they always had the hots for you.
It's kind of creepy, but I guess you can't be too picky when you're dead.
You guys are driving me crazy, you know that?
Keep your voice down, will you? And look a little more bereaved.
Agent Keyes is watching.
Oh, don't worry, he'll never figure us out.
-How could he? -Hey, I still can't figure it out.
Well, at least we're alive and, more importantly, free.
Yeah, but do you have to keep changing your looks all the time?
Just pick one and stick with it, would you?
Why? It's fun.
Poor Paige, not a lot of people at her urn.
I know, good thing she's not here to see that.
Excuse me.
What's Janice Dickinson doing here?
Oh, Paige!
-She knew Paige? -Wow, I'm impressed.
You were the best friend I ever had!
What am I gonna do without you?
-Can we talk to you a minute? -In private?
Excuse me. What are you doing?
What is the meaning of this? Do you have any idea who I am?
Yeah, as a matter of fact, we do...
...Paige.
I'm sorry, who?
Nice try, jig's up.
Oh, all right then, fine.
Well, somebody had to cry at my funeral, didn't they?
We were supposed to keep a low profile, what were you thinking?
I was thinking that I obviously spent too much time in the magical world
because nobody even cares that I'm dead!
That's not true, you have mourners.
I mean, there are lots of leprechauns out there.
I mean real people!
Well, there was your friend Glen.
Yeah, Glen was at your urn, and Ruthie, our neighbor.
-No, she was just going to get coffee. -Oh, really?
My point exactly.
Oh, my God.
-We can explain, it's... -Don't bother.
Oh, you scared me, I thought we were busted.
You are gonna be if you don't change back, what are you doing?
Apparently, having an identity crisis.
Oh, so it's okay for you to change your husband into...
-What's wrong? -It's a jingling in my head.
Does that mean the elders know she's alive?
No, they can't. We cloaked ourselves from them.
It could be a new charge.
You know, a connection to one's whitelighter is automatic.
Okay, well, just ignore it.
Easy for you to say. You are not half whitelighter.
Okay?
Maybe it's one of the mourners.
Could be a demon out there.
No, no, no.
No demons.
Why? It makes sense, doesn't it?
They probably wanna find out if we're really dead.
It doesn't matter, we're retired, we don't do demons anymore.
She's right, you're just gonna have to forget about it.
Not so easy with a jingle-jangle.
-What is he doing here? -He who?
-I didn't even think he knew I existed. -Who is he?
I don't know his name. It's some guy
that I used to see in the elevator all the time at work.
He's kind of cute.
-Yeah. -Okay, people, morph now, ogle later.
Come on, we can't risk being caught. Choppity-chop-chop-chop.
Of course, I don't know if Phoebe ever thought of me as her friend,
but I always thought of her as mine.
Oh, I know for a fact she's really glad you're here, Elise.
When I say I know, I mean in the ethereal sense, of course.
-Channeling, sensing... -Of course.
I never realized she knew so many little people, though.
Yes.
You must be devastated, Mr. Bennet.
-Yeah. -Especially considering
how it happened.
Was there ever an official cause of death?
-Excuse me? -Oh, forgive me for prying.
It's just that the news always made it sound so mysterious.
And with no remains...
I'm sorry, I didn't get your name.
Haas, Paul Haas.
And you knew my daughters how?
By reputation.
I mean, did the police ever find your son-in-law by any chance? Leo?
No, they think he died in the accident as well.
And now you have to raise those boys all by yourself.
In this huge house.
If you find that you need to sell it though, let me know.
I'd be glad to help.
You're a real-estate agent?
I specialize in the moving of problem properties.
You know, where people have died.
Buyers seem to be a little queasy.
Get out.
Again, my condolences.
Well? Are they dead or not?
-They're dead. -Yeah!
So we can do what we want.
-Nobody can stop us. -Except for other demons.
Which is why we need to establish a foothold
in the mortal world as soon as possible.
-First, we mess with the mortals... -First, we do as I say.
Who says you decide?
There's no order to the underworld anymore.
Now that Zankou and his generation have been decimated,
it's our time to play.
Which means it's every demon for himself.
Until one demon rises to power,
and then you'll be forced to answer to him!
Is that what you want?
What I want is to scare the living hell out of people...
...literally.
Each to his own gifts.
Fine then, go.
Me, I want out of this hole.
Take over the symbolic seat of power before anybody else does.
The Charmed Ones' home.
How do you plan to get it?
I'm going to buy it from their father's estate
after I kill him.
This case isn't dead.
-I mean, you said so yourself, right? -So?
So then why are we heading back to D.C.?
Why aren't we just staying here?
I don't understand.
You spend years trying to prove that there's something out there, right?
Some unseen power.
But then you walk away from it just like that?
Just like that.
Well, what about what happened to Inspector Sheridan?
That thing that killed her?
Or what about that cop who swears he saw Leo at the scene of the crime?
That means he's still alive...
It's over, Agent Murphy, the sisters are dead.
You don't believe that.
You're right. I don't.
But I want them to think I do.
If they're in hiding, they're not going to resurface with us hanging around.
So we leave, let them get comfortable, complacent.
But then how will we know if...?
Because you're going to stay behind, that's how.
Keep an eye on things for me.
You lay low, be patient.
And give them plenty of space.
If they are still alive, they'll come home.
Sooner or later, everyone always does.
How well did you know Phoebe?
Not as well as I liked to.
But I loved to read her column.
-Really? -Yeah, every day.
Could never get over how somebody as beautiful as she was
could be so incredibly insightful.
You don't say.
-Excuse me, do you mind? -It's all right, I've got this.
You were saying? About Phoebe?
Just that I thought she was great.
-Really great. -Then why didn't you ever
-ask her out? -What?
Thanks for coming, sorry you have to go.
-What...? -Okay, bye-bye.
Piper, what are you doing?
What are you doing? You can't pick up on a guy at a funeral.
Why not? It's my funeral.
It's okay, sweetie, Mommy's right here.
Wyatt, honey, what's the matter?
He doesn't know it's you, Piper.
It's okay, buddy, all right? Daddy's here.
Okay? We're all here.
Mama. Aunt Phoebe.
Okay? See?
Poor little guy, he's confused.
He doesn't know what's going on, neither does baby Chris.
All this changing makes him nervous, I think.
Yeah, maybe we didn't exactly think this thing through.
We didn't have time to think it through.
Well, it's too late to go back now, so, what do we do?
I think I have an idea. Follow me.
Okay, it's a good thing we kept this.
Yeah, but we're not supposed to use it.
The more magic we use,
the more likely the demons are to find us out.
We didn't say we'd never use magic again.
Besides, I think we really need this spell.
-Why, what will it do? -End our confusion, hopefully.
I've been thinking about it for the last couple of days,
and all we need to do is each of us needs to come up with one look,
one disguise that we want to project to the rest of the world.
You mean like a permanent permanent one?
That's the idea.
How is that gonna end the confusion? Especially for the boys?
Oh, because they won't see the disguises, neither will any of us.
Okay, just trust me.
You guys have a look in mind?
Yeah, you know what, nothing flashy either.
Okay, ready?
I call upon the ancient powers To mask us now and in future hours
Hide us well and thoroughly But not from those we call family
-Well, anything happen? -Do we look the same?
-Yeah. -Maybe it didn't work.
It definitely worked.
Oh, my goodness, is that me?
Is it the you you envisioned?
Hey, I thought you said no flash.
It was the first look that came to mind.
I like it.
How is it you can see your other selves reflected in the mirror?
It's part of the spell.
You know, this just might work.
The jingle again.
Do you think this means something bad is gonna happen?
-Okay. -Hey, I'm not done.
It doesn't matter, you are now.
It's an identity, not a novel.
As long as these reflect who we're trying to be,
and where we've come from, we're all good.
Okay, Julie, nice, Jo, Jenny, Louis?
Louis. You know, like Louis Armstrong, you know, the Great Satchmo?
The trumpeter?
Yeah, I think Dad used to listen to him.
Okay, if you can deal with it, so can the government.
-Voilà. New identities. -Are you sure?
Only one way to find out. Let's go shopping.
-No. -Yeah, come on.
No. Wait, no.
Come on, we have seven years of lost time to make up for.
We have to start somewhere.
-Yeah, I know but... -No buts, we are free.
Do you have any idea what that means?
It means no more demons, no more cops.
-We can do whatever we want. -I know, I know. But still...
Would you please talk some sense into this woman?
You know what occurred to me?
That real-estate agent your dad was talking about?
If you think about it, he may be a...
Oh, my God! If you say the D word, I might implode.
Come on, you guys, what's wrong? I mean, isn't this what we wanted?
Yes, it's just it's not as simple as I had hoped, that's all.
You know why? Because you haven't been out yet.
And you will feel so much better in a new pair of shoes.
-I don't need new shoes. -That's the old you talking.
Come on, you guys, can't we just at least try to have fun?
Don't we owe ourselves that much?
-Yes, we do... -That's the spirit.
Paige... I mean, Jo. Shoes are on me.
I may just stay here and relax a little.
Relax.
I like it, relax. Come on.
He was not hitting on me.
He was too. He was practically drooling on you.
Okay, first, I'm married.
Secondly, he's a salesman in a woman's shoe store.
What are the chances he's not gay?
Who cares, just enjoy. That's our new mantra, right?
Still, maybe Paige is right, I don't think this new look is me.
-I think you look hot. -Easy, sis, don't creep me out.
Hey, we're not sisters anymore, remember? We're cousins.
Still creepy.
Isn't there any part of you that doubts your decision at all?
No. I mean, I liked both pairs of shoes so I bought both pairs of shoes.
No, not the shoes.
The pretending to be dead to the rest of the world.
Well, yeah. I mean, obviously there were certain
aspects of my life that I really liked.
But I couldn't fully enjoy it because of all the witch stuff.
Yeah, but the witch stuff is who we are.
We can't just walk around pretending we don't have powers anymore.
Yeah, but, Piper, nobody is saying that we have to.
We just don't have to use our powers every other week to save the world,
-that's the only difference. -That,
and the fact that the last three decades of our life are suddenly gone.
Well, we have to give up something to gain something.
Look, you wanted a normal life more than all of us, right?
So what's changed all of a sudden?
I'm neurotic, what do you want from me?
That's not it, what else is it?
It's just... It's a big change, and I don't do change very well.
So, you know, just let me freak out for a little while and then, you know,
I'm sure I'll be fine.
Okay.
Wanna go get our eyebrows plucked?
Gee, I'd love to.
But, no, I gotta go check on P3
and make sure Dad hasn't done a lot of damage.
Besides, it's gonna be the only thing that will pay for all these shoes.
You worry too much, missy.
Phoebe has a life outside of magic, or at least she had one.
Piper has Leo, Piper has the boys, what do I have?
I have a giant sucking hole of nothingness!
Please, Paige, spare me the dramatics and cut to the chase, will you?
I've got an afterlife to live, you know.
See, even you have a life, and you're dead.
I just don't know where to start.
Well, you know, it's not like anybody asked for my opinion
before abandoning the Charmed legacy in the first place.
Thanks, Grams, I'm so glad you came, you've been a great help.
Look, honey, I'm sorry.
But you're the one who got yourself into this mess, not me.
I didn't have a choice, okay? We didn't have a choice.
We were going to die, the real way.
I understand. And I'm not judging you.
Well, maybe I am a little.
But my point is that you've made a choice,
whether you were forced into it or not, and you've got to live with that choice,
whether you like it or not.
-What if I can't? -Oh, that's ridiculous.
No, it's not.
I want a life outside of magic, I really do, but...
But what?
But it's the jingling, okay? I hear it, night and day,
which means people are constantly calling for my help.
That is just the whitelighter in you.
But that's still me, Grams. And that's still magic.
So what if I can't ever really get away from it?
Well,
one thing is for sure, young lady.
You're never gonna find what you're looking for sitting around here.
You want a fresh start?
Then pull yourself up by your bootstraps,
get out into the world and try it on for size.
See what happens.
-I don't know. -Hey, you don't want my advice?
Don't conjure me next time.
Now get up.
Get a grip and don't come back until you find your thrill.
Now go.
Great, just great.
Oh, sorry. My fault.
No, sorry, it's mine. I didn't see you.
Well, I saw you, that's for sure.
I mean, how could I not? A beautiful girl sitting here all by herself?
-Well, rub it in. -I'm sorry?
Nothing.
Do you mind if I join you?
Oh, actually, I was...
-Yeah, sure, why not? -Great.
You're new around here, aren't you?
No, I'm n...
-Why do you ask? -Well, local place and all.
Pretty much everybody here is a regular.
And you know I'm not.
I definitely would have remembered seeing you before.
Hey!
He just took her purse.
What are you doing? Where you going?
Are you out of your mind? You'll get yourself killed!
Damn it, why didn't I orb?
Would you stop that already?
I give up.
-It's over here somewhere. -Be quiet, be quiet.
Who is that?
Get down, be quiet.
Stay down. Stay...
We have to find the others.
-Where are the others? -I don't know.
-What do we do? -I don't know.
-Did you call for me? -I don't think so.
You don't have the power to stop me, whitelighter.
You obviously don't know who I am. Which is probably a good thing.
Doesn't that burn your hand?
Damn, I was hoping for such a better fight with my first demon.
You are a demon, aren't you?
-Hurry up. -The exit's over here.
Now, help me out here, I'm new at this. Who pays for that?
-There's still a couple loads out there. -You're kidding me.
Why don't we get the girls to do a little hocus-pocus, huh?
No. No more magic.
Not unless it's absolutely necessary.
They gotta get out of the habit of relying on it.
Or else they'll never have normal lives.
Yeah, right, like that's ever gonna happen.
-What, you don't think it will? -Well, do you, Louis?
Come on, who are you trying to kid here?
Whether I like it or not, and you know I don't,
being magical is part of who they are.
It's part of who you all are.
You may have been able to change your identities
but you didn't change that.
Well, we'll just do the best we can then.
Yeah, but what if that's not good enough?
I mean, I don't mean to sound pessimistic here,
because I really want this to work out,
but it's not gonna be easy.
Especially for you and Piper.
Why especially for us?
Because you got the boys to raise like this, and you...
Where's the baby monitor?
I just checked on Chris, he's sleeping.
Go on.
Oh, don't listen to me. I'm worried and grumpy.
You think I'd know better by now. I've been
worried since I first found out the kids were gonna be witches, you know?
You know, maybe you should go home for a while, Victor.
You know, get away from all of this.
You've been around here for about a week or so now.
Yeah, I will. Just as soon as things settle down here.
Listen, why don't you wash, I'll go get the last load, huh?
Hey.
I mean you no harm, Victor.
My name is Jonah. I'm an elder.
I just need to talk to you, all right?
-All right. -Good.
Now, I know what you've gone through.
What you still must be going through.
Children should bury their fathers, not the other way around.
-Go on. -We've been talking...
-We? -The other elders and myself.
About the boys, Wyatt and Chris.
Losing their parents, their aunts, it's unspeakable.
Especially considering who they were.
Which is why we feel very strongly
that it would be in the boys' best interest...
You're not taking them. Forget it.
Victor, you're mortal.
You can't possibly raise them to be...
I'm their grandfather, that's all I need to be.
I don't think you quite realize the extent
to which our future, all our future, depends upon their upbringing.
I got a pretty good idea.
Then you know they'll continue to be targets of evil.
Demons who will stop at nothing to turn them to their side,
or worse, destroy them.
And how will you protect them?
I'll find a way.
They should come with me now for their sakes.
Over my dead body.
I pray you know what you're doing.
You still sure you don't wanna go home?
Yeah, I'm thinking about it.
Hey, where you been?
Oh, you know, just kind of out and about.
Hey, whoa.
You're bleeding.
How did that happen?
Yeah, how did that happen?
How is it that the great Elkin got his ass kicked by one lousy witch?
I didn't get my ass kicked.
I could have easily killed her if I wasn't worried about exposure.
She wasn't.
Which is why I'm not even sure she was a witch.
Well, what could she have been? An usher?
Whoever she was, she tracked me there somehow.
Which means we'll cross paths again.
And next time, I'll be waiting.
I don't like it.
Not with that whitelighter there too.
-There's more to this. -I can handle them both.
It's not like we have to worry about the Charmed Ones
coming to the rescue anymore.
Still, we should consolidate our powers regardless of the threat.
We'll kill the father at nightfall, while the powerful progeny sleeps.
One week, one lousy week. Are you kidding me?
Barry Manilow? Dad, you booked Barry Manilow?
-What were you thinking? -Hello?
Dominique, thank God you're here.
Are these all the receipts for the last seven nights?
-Has everything been entered? -I'm sorry, who are you?
I'm Julie. I mean, Jenny Bennet.
I'm Victor's cousin.
Niece, I'm Victor's niece.
Okay, so what are you doing with our computer?
And how did you get the password?
Uncle Victor gave it to me.
Excuse me.
New shoes, they look a lot nicer than they feel.
So you work here now?
No, I'm just helping out a little, you know,
because Victor asked me to help out.
You wouldn't mind if I call him to verify that?
No, not at all. Please, knock your socks off.
Hello?
What? Wait, wait, what?
Leo, we're not supposed to have family emergencies anymore,
we're done with that.
All right, fine, I'm coming.
But you need to come down here
and find a way to save our financial butts.
I still can't believe she's really gone.
She was always so sweet to me.
She always had a smile for everyone.
And she was always there whenever you needed her.
She helped me through my divorce.
She doubled our readership.
-Here you go. -Thanks.
Who are you?
I'm Julie Bennet, Phoebe's cousin from her father's side.
Oh, my dear, I am so sorry for your loss.
I know you are.
I just came by to pick up some of her things, so don't mind me.
Were you close to Phoebe?
Yes, yes, I was.
She was amazing, wasn't she?
A doll.
The best friend I could ever ask for.
-That is so sweet. -Oh, I mean it, she was the best.
I'm gonna miss her like crazy.
See, now you're gonna go and make me cry.
It's the truth.
She was more than just the heart and soul of this paper.
She was the daughter I never had.
Oh, Elise!
I had no idea!
I mean, Phoebe had no idea.
I mean, she never told me how close you both...
Then again, you know, why would she tell me?
Because, you know, then obviously
she didn't know this was gonna happen.
Carry on.
Stupid, stupid, stupid.
Hi.
Oh, that's right, you don't know who I am.
I'm Julie, Phoebe's cousin.
-I sort of saw you at the wake. -Oh, yeah.
I'm so sorry.
Thanks.
And you're...?
Dex. Dex Lawson.
-Dex Lawson. Nice to meet you, Dex. -You too.
Everything all right?
Yeah. It's...
...just hot in here.
Nice meeting you.
-Are you out of your mind? -Leo told us you fought a demon?
-I can explain. -What is this? What are you doing?
I am trying to find a girl.
Okay, look, we have been through this, okay?
If anyone finds out we're alive, we're screwed.
Do you have a death wish, is that the problem?
Okay, would you two please just be quiet for a minute and let me explain?
Thank you!
First of all, I did not intentionally engage a demon.
Oh, don't say engage. Don't ask.
Look, I just had the ringing in my head
and I just figured if I answered, that maybe, you know...
You're not supposed to respond to anything anymore.
Look, it's very hard not to respond to a call for help.
Paige, you have to!
Okay, we've had this conversation.
Yeah, I know we have, but it's not that easy.
Okay, everybody just calm down a second.
Did you at least vanquish the demon?
No.
But on the bright side, he did not know who I was.
Well, that's good at least.
So, what happened to the demon?
I don't know.
This chick came along and scared him off.
-What chick? -What chick?
Itsy bitsy spider
Climbing up the spout
Down came the rain
And washed the spider out
We'll wait for him to come back downstairs alone.
I don't know who she was, she showed up right after I got there.
Do you think she was a witch?
I don't know, maybe.
Maybe she was the one that called you.
No, this girl definitely did not need my help.
Could have been a bad witch.
And if that's true, and she figures out who we are...
I'm telling you, she was after the demon,
she was not interested in me.
Still, she could have ID'd you and that would have been very bad.
Oh, for crying out loud, give her a break, will you?
Grams, what are you doing here?
I'm trying to keep you from ganging up on her, that's what.
Well, you're sort of dead, so this doesn't really concern you.
It does when my legacy is at stake.
Oh, please, I think we've paid our dues.
And I'm not saying that you haven't.
You have every right to want to live normal, unencumbered lives.
But just because you want to, doesn't mean you can.
You're a little late with that speech.
Well, perhaps for the two of you. But not for Paige.
Whether or not you succeed remains to be seen.
But you cannot deny that she is being called by somebody.
And you can't deny it either.
You're right, I can't deny it, especially not right now.
Hello, Victor.
Now, are you sure you don't wanna sell?
Who are you?
-That doesn't sound good. -No, it doesn't.
Thank you for coming.
Oh, the good old days!
-Hey, thank her for me, will you? -What? Who?
Where did he come from?
Behind you!
Thanks.
Showoff.
Well, she can't be all bad, she said "thank you."
We don't know what she is, she didn't stick around long enough for us to ask.
You gotta admit, that was a nice flip, though.
And a nice attitude.
She didn't even care that we saw her use her powers.
What was that?
I think that's because she was tracking the first demon.
He was the same one she was after before.
I also think she might be your new charge.
It's the second time she showed up right after you got a call.
Which means she probably knows who we are and she could expose us.
She was after the demons, not us.
And the demons were going after Dad,
and he should be our main concern right now, not this supergirl.
Well, the question is why were they after him in the first place?
Who knows? I mean, maybe to get to the boys
or the house as some kind of trophy.
The point is, we're gonna have to go after the demon.
Even if it risks exposing us.
-We may have already been exposed. -No, I don't think so.
We were disguised to him, and besides, we didn't use our powers.
The problem is we can't just vanquish the one demon.
We're gonna have to make some sort of a statement.
Otherwise what's to keep the entire underworld
from coming after Dad again and again?
Well, here's our conundrum, people.
How do we make a statement without letting them know it's us?
I knew you'd come home sooner or later.
-You again. -Yup.
Me again.
And this time I know you're alone.
Just out of curiosity, Victor,
who are all those women at the house?
If you tell me, I promise to make your death relatively painless.
Gee, thanks.
Believe me, considering all the pain your daughters
have caused over the years, that would be a gift.
The women, who were they?
I don't know who the other one was.
But the others are cousins. They're moving in.
No, they're not.
I am.
You've got to be kidding me, right?
-You think that he can stop us all? -Try him.
Spread the word. Leave us alone or he'll kill you all.
Where are the others?
Vanquished.
It was a setup.
It was planned.
And not by the boy.
He's not old enough.
It could be that the Charmed Ones are still alive.
Well, how'd it go?
-What do you think? -I think it worked.
I don't think he would have left unless he got the message.
-Question is, will he deliver it? -And will it stick?
I think so. The whole underworld is afraid of Wyatt.
Apparently, my little guy's reputation precedes itself.
So that's it, we can get back to our lives now?
Whatever those are.
Well, one of them has wedding bells in them.
-Later. -Okay.
Well, just as long as we're still demon-free, that's all that matters.
Oh, lookie, lookie, who's finally come around.
I told you I just needed a little time and, you know,
a very big reminder of what our lives used to constantly be like.
Right.
We still have the little witch to contend with.
Oh, no. We don't.
We don't.
You do. She's your charge.
-No! -Yeah.
Maybe you won't hear from her again.
I have a feeling she'll be sticking around for a while.
Billie, where are you? We're late for class.
Yeah, just a minute.