See, we finally found a place where we can be alone.
Yeah, this is perfect. Now all we have to do is move all our stuff in here,
-and nobody will be able to bother us. -Yeah.
I'm not looking at anything, and I do not see anything.
No one's looking. No one's looking at anything. I just need to get my gloss.
-Phoebe. -I'm sorry.
Were you guys in the middle of the...?
No, not yet. Phoebe, would you just get out of here?
I found it. Okay, I'm going now. Out of here, found the gloss.
Watch out for the...
I'm okay.
-Hey, you guys. -Hey, Prue. Are you lost?
No, but my keys are. Have you seen them?
No, have you seen the way out?
-I knocked, didn't I? -But you didn't wait for an answer.
Oh, right. God, I'm really sorry.
Look at me. Look at me leaving. I'm leaving.
Yes.
Well, we knew what we were getting into.
So maybe it's time we get out of it.
What do you mean?
Okay.
Once upon a time, before we were witchy women,
Prue and I shared this amazing apartment in North Beach.
But then when Grams got sick,
we decided to move back to the manor for a while.
And we gave up the apartment to friends,
and your wife was smart enough to keep in touch with them.
Should I be taking notes?
They're moving out. They're moving out,
and they will give us first shot at taking over the lease.
Well, are you sure we can?
Well, the rent's a little steep, but...
No, no, no. I mean, the bigger "are you sure we can?"
You guys didn't get your powers until you moved back in together.
There might be some supernatural ramifications to living apart.
Okay, but what about the marital ramifications to living together?
I mean, Leo, everything we do is about navigating our charmed lives.
I mean, when do we get to concentrate on our married life?
Maybe this apartment falling into our laps is a sign.
A sign that it's time to move out of the manor and in together.
What do you think the odds are of pulling this off
before the next demon attacks?
Shadow.
You gave me a fright, little one.
You know better than to interrupt me during ritual.
Now, go. Go. Go.
What on earth are you doing?
Shadow.
Don't do this. Please.
No!
What's the matter, cat got your tongue?
Flakes.
-The Warriors. -Pathetic defense.
-Somebody pass the... -Yep. I got it.
-Hey, what time does the BART...? -Every 15 minutes on a Saturday.
Oh, good. Mama needs a new pair of shoes.
I know, limited funds. I will limit my shopping to just window, I promise.
I will gladly trade somebody for the opinion page.
Leo and I are moving.
Thinking of moving out of the manor.
Milk?
-Excuse me? -Wait a minute. Life-altering plans
cannot be squeezed in between "pass the newspaper"
-and "who ate the Special K?" -Okay, look,
we all knew this would happen sooner or later. It's just sooner.
Well, actually, it's later because I've been married for weeks,
and we're living in a bedroom with the wallpaper I picked out when I was 9.
Not to mention the bathroom sharing and the family breakfasts.
And the whole saving the world on a weekly basis thing.
I mean, Piper, we don't live here just for sentimental value, all right.
We live here because we're the strongest here.
Right, I know. Leo, a little assist?
Well, there have been times when you've handled things on your own.
I mean, without Piper.
Like when I went to Hawaii,
or when I went away with Leo, and everything was fine.
Do I get to kick her first?
Everything was not fine, Piper.
All right, the charmed gig is all about being a trio, all right. Without you...
Well, you'd still have her. We wouldn't be moving far.
Just far enough so I could have my own life, our own life.
We all knew this would happen. I'm just the one that's saying it first.
We can't live together forever.
Right, and we also cannot ignore the responsibility
that we inherited from our family.
Well, you guys have to try and understand.
I have two families now.
Besides, wasn't it you, Miss Phoebe,
who moved to New York three years ago?
Oh, no, no. That doesn't count.
That was before the whole destiny thing kicked in.
We didn't get powers until six months after Grams died.
Speaking of, what do you think she would say
if she knew you were even considering this?
Morons. Why does that prepubescent
have to throw the paper in the shrubbery?
Roger seems to have forgotten an entire forest of his family tree.
So now the head count for the ceremony is up to 180. I know...
Grams.
The doctor was very clear when he said no caffeine.
Here. Have some nice tea.
No, that would just be my sister yelling. It'll be a lot easier when I move out.
Grams, where's the paper?
Can I call you back? Thank you.
You know, I'm so glad to have the two of you in the same place. It's a rarity.
Oh, listen. Do me a favor.
I just treated myself and bought... Ta-da.
A great new camera even though it's last year's model. What is it, a '96?
Well, I'd just like to get a picture of, you know...
Did you say you were moving out?
Yes, I did. We can't all live here with Grams forever.
Yeah, maybe just a couple of quick shots, you know, candids.
When was this decided?
Oh, I don't know. Probably when I was proposed to.
Maybe later.
-Grams. -Please sit down.
You only just got back from the hospital.
Okay, I'll take it easy.
After I get that.
But...
Oh, you guys all didn't have to get out of bed for little old me.
-Mrs. Halliwell? -Can I hear what she did first
-before I answer that? -She was caught shoplifting.
Oh, that is so not true. I just forgot to pay for them, Grams.
The store's not even pressing charges.
-Phoebe. -Please don't sound so disappointed.
Look, you're always talking about how we should spend more time together,
and, well, here we all are.
Okay, that was really fun.
Phoebe, what is the matter with you?
How can you behave so recklessly?
What about your destiny?
Your... Your future.
Well, maybe my future plans
don't match up to the ones that you've mapped out.
We're gonna need to take back those shoes that you...
Forgot to pay for?
Right.
They're just out of my price range.
-But they're... -Perfect. I know.
And I'm sure all these will be perfect too.
Okay, I'm weak. Can you show me this one too?
-Or not. -Those are so last season.
Whoa. Down, boy.
Whoa, who did you steal that power from?
That's for me to know and you to find...
I hear spikes are making a comeback.
I think we got too many boxes.
No, we didn't.
You only live on this plane part-time,
and there is no way we need all these boxes just for me.
Yes, we do.
Are you saying I have too much stuff?
Yes, I am.
You do realize the only reason I'm letting you get away with that
is because you're the only one on my team right now.
Yes, I do. They just need some time to get used to the idea.
Well, moving out is a big deal for me too.
I could use some support right now.
Leo, help.
Piper.
What am I supposed to do with this?
No, no. Way too messy. Too violent.
You okay?
I'm fine. Whatever.
Okay, girls. Now, if you could just move a little closer, okay?
Phoebe, turn to me. I want to be able to get your good side.
I don't think she has one today, Grams.
Can we please get this over with?
-Why, you got plans? -Prue, all I'm getting is shoulder.
With anyone that I know?
I'm sure lying beneath all this sarcasm, there is a point.
And if it has anything to do with Roger...
Well, he said that you called him yesterday.
Looking for you. Prue, I'm not gonna defend myself
-when I didn't do anything wrong. -Really?
Trying to be nice to him,
considering he's gonna be part of this family soon.
You know, which I'm not even sure I wanna be part of this family.
The sun is shifting. Could you move down a step, please?
And why would I waste my time on a wimp who's got mother issues?
I don't know, but why should I believe anything that you say?
You don't know the difference between what belongs to you
and what belongs to, oh, let's say, Macy's.
Alrighty then. Are we done?
-Grams. -Grams.
Okay, okay. Take shallow breaths.
Should I call the doctor?
No doctor.
Just a picture.
Is it too much for an old lady to ask her granddaughters
to retract their claws, stand still
and look at me long enough to take one lousy picture?
Hi. What happened to the "window" in your shopping?
Turns out these are a write-off.
Who knew Prada's spring line could be used to fight evil?
-I killed a... -Warlock.
Appeared out of nowhere, had to kill him.
-Wait, you too? -Me three.
Warlock attacked me in the attic.
-Did we miss a convention? -Well, if so, I got the runt.
Bad teeth, funky clothes and way too easy to kill.
-Black hair? -Bad breath?
-You know him? -I think I killed him.
Care to try again?
-Okay, so that does it. -Again.
Okay, does anyone else think that was weird, like he wasn't even trying?
Almost as if he wasn't even interested.
-What do you think he was up to? -Or is up to.
-How do we know he's really gone? -We don't.
But we all have vanquished him once today.
-And? -Well, what if he can't be vanquished?
I've been working on a vanquish All the live long...
Whoa.
-Okay. -Thanks, Grams.
It's so weird that we listen to her more now than when she was alive.
How to perform a séance, a ceremony to contact the dead.
But the guy we're dealing with won't die, so that's not gonna help.
Yeah, I don't know. Grams must be very, very, very confused.
Very testy also.
Okay, we're gonna need six candles, white and purple,
some burning cinnamon, frankincense and sandalwood.
Piper, you wanna grab the white cloth?
You know, this trunk would go great at the foot of our bed.
Yeah, and my foot would look great on your butt.
You are so not taking that, okay? It holds all of our ritual stuff.
I just want things to remember this place by.
How about this?
Something to bring a piece of Grams to my place.
Okay, sweetie. Hey, can we try and contact the dead now, please?
Beloved unknown spirit We seek your guidance
We ask you to commune with us And move among us
Beloved unknown spirit We seek your guidance
We ask that you commune with us...
-Forgive me, but why...? -We don't know.
But we were told in a roundabout sort of way
that you might be able to help us.
Are you witches?
You're the three sister witches, the Charmed Ones, aren't you?
-And you're a witch too? -I...
I was.
I'm sorry. This is so new.
I haven't exactly figured it all out yet.
We think that we're up against some evil that can't be killed.
We've nixed him four times, but...
And since you're the only one that answered our call...
The spirits must think I know who you're up against.
Right.
You say you've killed him four times?
Yeah, and it's like he just keeps on coming back for more. It's like he...
Wants to die.
Do you know who he is?
He was my familiar,
a feline I called Shadow.
He's a warlock now, what a familiar becomes when he betrays his witch.
That must be why we can't kill him, the whole nine lives thing.
So if we kill him five more times he should be gonzo, right?
No, that's exactly what you can't do.
You see, once a familiar becomes a warlock,
it has until the next new moon to purge itself of its old life.
If it succeeds, it becomes immortal.
If it fails, it returns to its animal state for eternity.
Shadow was a cat. So it has to shed all nine of its familiar lives.
So why bother us? Why not just jump in front of nine buses?
Because we're the only ones strong enough to kill him.
And he knew where to find us.
What are we, like, in the Warlock's Guide to San Francisco?
Okay, so this should be a piece of cake.
All we have to do is make sure we don't kill this guy five more times
-before the next new moon. -That's two days. No problem.
I'm sorry, this just seems so callous.
I mean, you just lost your life, and we're treating you like 411.
It's okay. I just...
I am at peace now.
But the ones I loved...
When someone is taken from you suddenly,
there are no goodbyes.
Something we're all too familiar with.
At its core, evil exists for one reason,
to spread loss.
Be careful not to lose each other.
Take care, and blessed be.
Damn wind keeps blowing out my candles.
I'm sorry, Patty, I got cut off.
Oh, now...
It's just what troubles me about your daughters
is not where they came from, it's where they're going.
It's just a phase.
When their destiny is revealed, they'll come together.
But what if they don't? What if they never do?
And what if the gift is too much for them to handle, and they...?
Well, regardless,
I fear there may be only one option
if I can't find a way to bring these girls together.
Mother, that's nonsense.
Perhaps.
Good night, my darling.
Hey, who turned out the lights?
What happened?
I think I killed the warlock again.
-Oh, Phoebe. -Phoebe.
Well, I didn't mean to. It was a gut reaction.
You know, self-preservation and stuff.
You know, I've been thinking.
I'm pretty sure he won't actually hurt us.
I mean, he needs us. So let's just say that he knocks one of us off.
The power of three would be broken,
and we wouldn't have the strength to kill him.
And then he takes a permanent catnap.
But we're assuming that he's smart enough to know this.
I mean, what if he isn't? You know, what if he doesn't know
that he shouldn't kill us, and we sit there and watch it happen?
Yeah, but what other choice do we have?
I mean, we kill him four more times, he wins,
becomes more powerful than we can handle. Either way, we lose.
I vote for not losing at all.
Wow.
Yeah, sorry. I'll get all this stuff out of the way soon as...
You're gonna really do this, huh?
Yeah.
You know, we have lived apart before.
Our lives were apart. Piper, it's different now.
I just think that we need to talk this through.
That way we all know exactly what the consequences are for all of us.
Saved by the meow. You know, I don't think
I'm ever gonna be able to look at Kit quite in the same way
or get undressed in front of him for that matter.
You guys are right. We should talk this through.
Why does this stupid cat keep hanging around?
Who do you belong to?
Go home.
-What did you wanna talk about? -Oh, let's just go for a walk.
Hi, kitty.
So there's just a little detail about the wedding
that hasn't been worked out yet. Just listen to me, okay?
I want you to be my maid of honor.
Me?
I mean, it's not like I would actually ask Phoebe.
So I win by default? Wow, Prue, you really know how to flatter a girl.
Piper, can you just give me the tiniest of breaks here, okay?
This is not how I ever thought that this whole thing would happen, okay?
My God, I would love for both of my sisters to be my best friend,
but clearly that is not the case. I mean, maybe one day things will change but...
It's gonna take more than time. I mean, I'm happy for you. I am.
And I know you have all these big plans, but what about the rest of us?
I mean, you move in with Roger,
and then I'm stuck here alone taking care of Grams,
and Phoebe's out of control. What if...?
What if there's an emergency? What if something happens?
Okay, I won't be far away.
It's not like you won't be able to get a hold of me.
I just think we should talk this through
so we know what the consequences are.
Okay, look, maybe a part of me is jealous
because, you know, you've got this great guy
and you're gonna have this beautiful wedding.
And I'm just not very good with guys.
Sometimes I think I'll never find true love.
-Piper, that... -But... Oh, sorry.
No, it's my fault. Sorry.
You know, just because I'm moving out doesn't mean we still can't do this.
What, mainline caffeine while waxing on warlock issues?
No, hang out.
You know, I don't wanna be one of those old married lepers
that nobody thinks is fun anymore.
-You've never been fun, Piper. -I've always been fun, Prue.
-I am just Mrs. Fun now. -Oh, Mrs. Fun.
You know, the life changes from the move will work itself out.
It's the supernatural ones that we're concerned about.
But we get attacked separately all the time,
like yesterday, and we just came together and sorted it out then.
You know, you girls are getting harder and harder to find.
I was beginning to think you were trying to avoid me.
Wow, you've been thinking. That's a pretty big step for a warlock.
God, I am so sorry. That was awfully catty of me, wasn't it?
Is this the part where I'm supposed to go:
"Oh, they did research," and run away?
-Might be a good idea. -Or what,
-you'll kill me? -No.
Actually, we'll do worse. We won't touch you.
Look at that. The witches think they have this one figured out.
Well, let me tell you all something.
Don't dance if you don't know the steps.
Oh, my God.
Call 911.
That girl. There's just no reason.
I got used to there being a reason, you know, an explanation,
-but she didn't even... -Stand a chance.
But there was a reason, Pheebs. He was sending a message.
Yeah, and we got it loud and clear.
But there's nothing we can do that we haven't already done.
So, what, he just keeps killing until we kill him?
Which is exactly what he wants.
It's exactly what we can't do.
Is that a potion?
I wouldn't know where to begin.
Just keeping my hands busy.
It's something Grams taught me, actually, to improvise.
But all I've come up with is mud.
So how do we kill a warlock who we know we shouldn't be killing?
Well, we've only got three more chances to figure that out.
I am going to finish the brownies, and don't even try and stop me.
Well, I'm afraid Prue has beaten you to it, but I've got a backup.
What do you say we whip up your favorite
double chocolate decadence cake?
Isn't "decadence" French for "don't even think about it"?
-What are you making? -Oh, just keeping my hands busy.
Oh, Phoebe,
Piper and I were just thinking of whipping up something
we'll regret tomorrow. Care to join us?
-Where are you headed? -Out.
On second thought, do you need a hand?
Yeah.
-What? -How do you know what to add?
Well, you needed to balance the mustard seed,
which can be kind of harsh, and the sea salt brings out the flavor of the...
-Grams. -Piper,
you were born for this, literally.
Why do you insist on wasting your talents
behind some counter at a bank?
Because my talents don't come with health benefits, Grams.
Prue's getting married, and Phoebe's, well, Phoebe.
You know, somebody has to be practical.
Not at the expense of her dreams.
No, at the expense of losing this house
and not being able to pay your hospital bills.
I'm sorry if I'm disappointing you.
You could never do that.
I'm just doing what I have to.
It's okay.
So am I.
My sweet girls.
You're just not ready.
I've got to stop you from becoming...
The Charmed Ones.
What does a fellow have to do to get killed around here?
Not gonna happen.
I could sever a head. Only take a second.
Don't even think about it.
Wait a minute. That's it. I'll just keep freezing him until midnight.
A new moon means bye-bye bad guy, right?
Oh, I'm just going to keep getting better and better at this.
Oh, it was a thought.
Come on, time's wasting.
You know I'm just going to keep on killing.
And the next one won't go so fast.
The next one I'll savor.
You telling me all you're gonna do is stand back and watch?
How many more people have to die before you do what I ask?
None.
-I'm sorry. I... -Had to.
I would've done it first, but you beat me to it.
All right, well, he's only got two more lives left.
And we've only got one option.
But we already looked in the Book.
We look again. No more pussyfooting around.
Why now, Mother?
We both know why. We're just not willing to say it.
-Please don't. -I'm not well, Patty.
-When I die... -Mother.
When I die, the girls will receive their powers.
I have to stop that from happening.
But it's their destiny. It's what they're meant to be.
Who are we to decide that they're meant to be witches?
Who are we to decide that they're not?
This isn't your choice to make.
But the girls are mine to protect.
-Mom, are you all right? -I'm fine.
Don't change the subject.
Patty, they're not ready.
Do you really want me to put them directly in harm's way?
Good night.
It's now or never.
Grams. Grams.
-Prue, Phoebe, somebody, help! -Oh, my God.
Grams.
Oh, God.
Well, that's number eight.
-One life to live. -I know life isn't fair, but this sucks.
I know, he left a stain. But I think with a little water and...
No. Death isn't brief, it's permanent,
and this guy gets to cheat it not once but nine times.
Yeah, cheaters aren't supposed to prosper.
You know, if he had any idea what death was really like, the real thing,
not the abridged version,
he wouldn't be so hot under the collar to do it again.
What if we showed him?
-What do you mean? -Well, every time he dies,
-he feels pain, right? -Yeah, but only for a second.
But what if somehow we could catch him in that second,
on the instant of death in that one moment where he actually feels pain,
and then magnify it nine times?
Then he would feel the pain of nine deaths,
and it actually might be enough to kill him.
-I like it. -Well, we only have got one shot.
Any other ideas? Let's do it.
Hey.
You okay?
I'm...
I'm not, really.
I don't know how we're supposed to deal with this, Prue.
I mean, it's not just losing her.
It's the funeral arrangements and the doctors and the lawyers.
And there's nobody left to help us.
For what it's worth,
the service today, Piper, was really beautiful.
She would've liked what you said.
Thanks.
I know that this is gonna sound strange,
but do you think that she heard?
I think she did.
Come on.
I'd still like to know what she was doing up there.
Up where?
Piper thinks that Grams was up in the attic before she died.
That's not possible.
She always told us that the attic was sealed off.
Yeah, well, then what was she doing coming down those stairs?
I think the more important question is...
...what are we doing?
What do you mean?
I mean, precisely what Grams was always concerned about, our future.
The only reason we're all still here, still together is because of her.
And now, Prue, you've already got one foot out the door,
and Piper, you don't wanna bunk with me any longer than you have to.
So let's just face it.
She was the glue.
Why don't we talk about this over dinner.
I'll make one of Grams' favorite meals.
She always liked the idea of me being in the kitchen.
Actually, I'm sort of supposed to spend the night with Roger.
What about you, Pheebs, table for two?
Actually, I was thinking about getting out of here.
Are you going out?
No.
Going away.
I...
I'm not sure what my future holds,
but I do know it's not in San Francisco.
-Phoebe, you don't have to... -It's okay.
We all know that the only thing that I contribute to this threesome is trouble,
so I'm gonna go and see what New York thinks of me.
Whatever my destiny may be,
I might find it there.
Phoebe, what about school?
Well, school will still be there if I come back.
Grams always said that we all had a purpose.
So maybe we'll have an easier time finding it on our own.
I guess I'm gonna...
Yeah.
Okay.
-Spell? -Check.
-Potion? -Check.
-Sharp, painful implement? -Check.
-Oh, nice choice. -Thank you.
So, what is our level of confidence in this plan?
Well, on a scale of one to ten, ten being we whoop ass,
one being he laughs at us while we're on fire and naked...
Maybe you should lie to me.
Hello, ladies.
I love the smell of defeated witch in the evening.
Yeah, can we just get this over with, please?
Oh, it's fine when you want to have coffee.
But when I want to exchange pleasantries,
you're in a hurry to kill me.
-Where are your manners? -We lost them
when that girl lost her life.
And whose fault is that?
Wait a minute. Do you think I'm an idiot?
You've got something up your sleeve.
Hello, sleeveless.
You know the moment that I gain immortality
I'm coming back here to mangle your pretty little faces.
Do you wanna die or not?
-Do it. -Alrighty then.
Ready?
Now.
Nine times this evil's cheated death Felt no pain and kept its breath
This warlock standing in our midst Let him feel what he has missed
No!
Okay, was that for good?
Well, if it wasn't, he's really gonna miss his ear
because it looks like part of it's dripping off the clock.
Ninth time is the charm.
That was definitely different. He's gone for good.
And yet somehow we're still here, still together.
Not for long.
Is there anything special you wanna do on your last night here?
Well, I don't know.
I guess, can I just have a couple minutes alone?
Yeah, we'll be upstairs if you, you know...
-Everything okay? -Am I that obvious?
No, I'm just incredibly perceptive.
You wanna pull up a tailgate?
Something just doesn't feel right.
I mean, I know this step has to happen, and I want it to happen.
It's just that...
When Prue, Phoebe and I moved back in together,
it made us sisters again.
And I don't think we're ready to test that yet.
And then there's this.
I think we both know what those ingredients would do to us.
And the fact that Grams was willing to keep us from being witches
to keep us together,
well, that should mean something, shouldn't it?
You gonna hate me?
Not if we can hire movers to move everything back in.
Hey, can we talk to you for a second? It's kind of important.
Sure. Everything okay?
Yeah, it's just...
Well, we're more than excited that you and Leo decided to move back in.
We sort of have to ask you to move back out again.
Of your room
and into mine.
I mean, it is twice as big, and you now are twice the people.
-Really? -Really.
That would be great. That would be so amazing.
-That would be so great. Thank you. -Hey, you know what?
I deserve hugs too
because I'm moving all of my stuff out of your bathroom
-so you and Leo could do, you know... -That would be really great.
-Yeah. -It'll be just like having your own place.
Yeah, only with your sisters right down the hall.
Yeah, I mean, I know that we can't be together forever.
But it feels good that forever isn't today.