Previously onCharmed...Maggie, you still haven't told him how you feel?
Last time we got close, I got zapped across the room.
Tell me about it. I am having a long-distance relationship
with Ruby from five feet away.
[both grunt]
The allergy's back.
MACY: What does this mean for us, Harry?
Six feet apart for the rest of our days?
What if we could grow old together?
What are you talking about, Harry?
I'm talking about becoming...
mortal.
I remember now, the breeze--
I've felt this before.
[screaming]
Abby!
Jordan?
Anybody?
Come on.
Open, you wretched piece of...
[gasps]
[sighs]
You're gonna have to do better than a glass of scotch
to get me to stay.
Sayonara, Tomb of Chaos.
No, no, no.
Damn you to hell.
[grunts]
Dear God, this is hell.
The Perfecti said the allergy cannot
be cured, but I refuse to give up, so...
experiment number 267:
titration of my reconstituted DNA
with combined scrapings from the monster symbols.
Experiment 267: total failure.
[huffs]
♪
♪ I know what I want...
MAGGIE: Okay, well, this person's been
married four times, three times to blonde dental hygienists.
Think they have a type?
I would say so.
And considering his mother was a dentist,
perfect candidate for Dr. Lawrence's study
on how parental relationships impact romantic partners.
Whew. Nine down. How many to go?
Only... 264.
But don't worry, we have a whopping
three days to screen these.
I thought Dr. Lawrence gave us both the internship
because he was equally impressed by us.
Really it's because he knew one person would be
buried under these files.SERVER: Okay, guys.
No, no, no, I got it.
Please, I can get this.
Mags, will you let me buy you a coffee?
Because gender normative roles say the guy always has to pay?
Sometimes a coffee is just a coffee.
Right.
You're right. 'Cause it's not like it's a date.
But speaking of dating...
what's your story?
Here you go. Thank you.
I was engaged...
to a demon. [chuckles]
I get that.
My ex-girlfriend was...
a real witch.
Why do I doubt that? [laughs]
So, are you, uh...
seeing anybody right now?
Me?
Mm-hmm.
Uh...
Uh, I don't really know.
Well, until you do know...
would you... want to grab dinner?
Oh.
[gasps]
Uh...You okay?
I...
I-I-I just remembered
I have to...
I got to pick my sister up from...
surgery.
Just minor. Oral.
Too much candy.
Um, I'll take these, though, and then
I'll call you about the rest, I promise.Mags...
Maggie, Maggie, wait...
Maggie.
HARRY: Six days? That's all I have to decide
if I want to become fully human again?
MO: According to this codex you showed me.
Well, why can't you just take away my powers,
like you did before?
That was only temporary.
And didn't give you mortality, FYI.
There must be a way.
Oh, there is.
All you need is a soul donation
from James Westwell's birth lineage.
That of a living male descendant.
So, for this soul donation,
what exactly is involved?
Give me your hand.
[harmonic vocalizing]
[sound increases]
[vocalizing stops]
Soul softeners.
They've been calibrated specifically
to your genetic line.
Give your donor one pill to loosen their soul.
Then dip this needle
into a drop of his blood.
We'll have the soul sample that we need
to begin your journey.
Oh, I almost forgot.
[harmonic vocalizing]
Read...
the fine print.
Remember...
once you give up your immortality,
you can never get it back.
This is forever.
RUBY: So, the allergy is back?
I'm so sorry.
I was really looking forward to the night we had planned.
Oh, we had plans.
If I'd known, I would've told you to come home sooner.
[phone dings]
It's Macy.
She wants to show me something at home.
It's okay. Go.
I have some very expensive lingerie to return.
[whines]
Love you.
♪ Summer's almost over now...
MACY: I found these letters hidden in the attic.
Mom wrote to our future selves.
"To Mel, on her wedding day."
"To Maggie, on her graduation day."
Look at this one.
"To all of my girls, for when it's
too painful to be near each other."
You think she had a premonition about the allergy?
And how to fix it?
What else could it be, right?
MEL: Hmm, there's only
a few lines and then the ink's faded.
Mom obviously knew something.
We just need time to figure it out.
That's the one thing I don't have-- time.
Might I have a word?
Six days?
And you want our approval
to pursue your mortality?
I wouldn't be able to heal you.
Should the need arise.
MEL: We're the most powerful witches out there.
We can take care of ourselves.
You sacrificed your life and your happiness for us.
It's time for you to do you.
MACY:Harry.
You don't know what this could do to you.
I want to explore this, Macy, but I can't do it alone.
Okay.
Where we going, Har?
To England.
To see my son.
MAGGIE: Hey, you all right?
Maggie, he's doing all of this so we can be together.
But what happens if...
it goes wrong and Harry gets hurt? We-we don't know
all the risks or the side effects of becoming mortal.
Well, that's his decision to make.
He deserves his own destiny, Mace.
I wish... wish I could talk to her.
Yeah. Me too.
There's still so much we don't know.
Never got to ask.
Like why I'm so screwed up when it comes to men, for example.
You still having visions of Antonio's abs?
Yes.
I can't tell if it's my subconscious
trying to tell me something or just...
screwing with my head.
Doesn't help that Jordan's been ghosting me.
Ghosting.
Wait, Maggie, that's it.
Ghosting.
Maybe we can talk to Mom.
Harry, did you read the fine print
on these soul softener pills?
"May cause constipation, dizziness,
"sudden hair loss, insomnia.
"Overdose could lead to...
Garbo-Psycho-Fanta-Mytosis"?
What in God's name is that?
I don't know, but it sounds like we definitely
don't want to find out.
I'll be sure to only give him one.
Here we are.
Last I checked, Carter was living here
with his daughter, Jill.
Looks like they have company.
A lot of company.
Yes.
[indistinct chatter]
Harry, look.
It's Carter.
He's dead.
MAGGIE: "“During the seance, the Candle of Life serves
"as a conduit that allows the spirit to travel
between the two realms."
The flame will burn red when Mom's spirit is present.
Next, we need
a cherished item of the spirit we intend to summon.
The box where she kept her letters.
Okay.
BOTH: Death and darkness,
life and Light,
raise the dead and spirits right.
Burn, burn.
Come to the light.
[crackling]
Burn, burn. Come to the light.
Oh... Maggie? Are-are you okay?
[high-pitched]: Maggie's not here anymore.
Then who the hell are you?
Someone who needs you
to back the hell off!
[inhales sharply]
Maggie?
[music playing in distance]
♪ What's wrong with me?
♪ Everything's upside down
♪ My world keeps spinning around the wrong way ♪
♪ What should I do?
[music stops]
What are you doing?
Ugh, you're one of those uptight mom-types, aren't you?
Uptight mom... What the hell, Maggie?
Um, the name is Daisy, and if you're "so cool,"
you won't mind grabbing me a cold beer.
Thanks, babe.
[low-pitched]: No one will be grabbing you anything,
young lady, you are 17.
[high-pitched]: Nice try, Dad, but
you can't tell me what to do anymore. You're dead.
[low-pitched]: I am still your father.
Sorry. Teens, you know?
Wait, there-there are two of you in there?
[sighs] I'm Roger,
Daisy's father. We're, uh...
Ghosts.
You possessed my sister during the seance.
It's nothing personal. She was just
the first body we saw.
Well, the seance was supposed to bring back our mother.
What are you two doing here?
Can't be much help with that, either,
but I could get you a sweet deal on a used Oldsmobile.
[high-pitched]: Ugh, boring.
I just fell asleep
listening to that conversation.
Clearly, I need to be in charge.
Okay.
Well, stay put, all of you,
while I figure out what the hell went wrong here.
♪ Forget it all and pack it up
♪ Forget it all, got to tell you... ♪
[sighs]
[humming a tune]
No, you can't be.
I swear if you take one more step, I'll kill you.
Now, now. Is that any way to speak to your mother?
We-we followed this spell to the letter.
I-I don't get why Marisol didn't...
Who footnotes a spell?
"The-the spirit you intend to contact
must be the first to own the cherished item."
Hey. That's my recipe box.
You-you owned that?
[low-pitched]: Well, technically, it was mine,
but I gave it to Daise for her birthday.
Damn. That's why you're here.
You were the first owner of the cherished item.
"If uninvited spirits appear, you must help them
"cross back over before the candle burns out,
or they will be stuck in the chosen vessel forever."
Ooh.
I could get used to this body.
Hang in there, Mags. I am gonna get them out of you
and you out of wherever you are.
I hope.
I can't believe he's gone.
It looks like Carter led a very accomplished life,
filled with friends and family and people who loved him.
That's all anybody can hope for.
I wish I could have been a part of it.
We should probably get going.
WOMAN: Oh, Georgie.
Please,
put those chocolates back.
You're not my mum!
You can't tell me what to do!
WOMAN: True, but...
perhaps others might like some as well.
Fine.Thank you.
[exhales]
Sorry about that.
His mum's a friend
of the family.
Dad was like an uncle to him.
[laughs softly]
I don't believe we've met.
Oh, I'm Mel.
And this is...
James.
I'm sorry, but you're the spitting image
of my grandfather James. Uh...
It's uncanny.
Oh, uh...
I'm Harry.
A distant cousin by marriage, thrice removed.
That explains the resemblance.
I'm Jill, Carter's youngest.
The resemblance is really uncanny.
[glass shatters]
No, Georgie.
I wish you could just
wave a magic wand and fix things.
So nice meeting you both.
You too, Jill.
Georgie, put that down.
I am so sorry, Harry. I know this is a lot to process.
And now we should really get going.
Harry. Is that...
The soul softeners.
They're gone.
Harry, we need to find those pills before anybody else does.
[whispers]: Agreed.
Did you hear me? I said get out.
You don't mean that.Yes, I do.
You screwed up, Tomb.
I'd rather spend eternity alone in this place
than one night with her.
Do you really hate me that much?
[scoffs] Me hate you?
Oh, That's rich.
You spent years trying to cast the demon out of me,
and when that didn't work,
you literally kicked me out on the street.
You were so strong and clever.
I always knew you'd be okay.
I was 16.
Abigael, you know I had my reasons.
Why focus on all of that?
Why not go back to the way things were,
before all the pain and ugliness?
Just like that?
Yes. Isn't that what you want?
Isn't that why you sent Jordan to find your sister Waverly?
You want to be a part of this family again.
You could have that.
Before Waverly was born,
do you remember how we'd curl up
in front of the fire and read
and pick flowers in the rain?
Come, my darling.
We have so much lost time to make up for.
[laughs softly]
MAGGIE [high-pitched]: Mustard.
No, no. Ranch dressing.
Now will you tell me how I can help you cross back over?
Shh.
This is the best part.
The moment before it touches your lips.
Hey!
You can have your precious sandwich back
after we sit down and talk.
[screams]
What...You're just like him.
Always trying to tell me what I can and can't do.
You know what? Roger, if you're in there,
I could really use some help right now.
[low-pitched]: Sorry, She's not the best listener.
I noticed.
[high-pitched]: You two are conspiring against me.
I knew it.
Well, I'm done, with both of you.
[knocking on door]ANTONIO: Maggie?
Hello? Sorry for just showing up.
I-I tried calling.
Mags. Hey.
You, uh, left your wallet.
Your ID had your address on it.
I promise I'm not stalking you.
Thanks.
Listen, uh...
I really hope I didn't make things weird by asking you out.
Are you kidding? That sounds totally rad.
I'd love to go out with you.
You would?
[low-pitched]: You know the rules.
No dating until you're 18.
Get out!
[high-pitched]: Dad, you ruin everything.
MEL: No. No.
My earring.
You're a saint.
My father gave me these for my wedding.
Losing one today of all days
would have been too much.
Salty and sweet.Mmm.
Just like you, my gorgeous wife.
JILL: You know me so well,
my beautiful wife.[chuckles]
How long have you been married?
Three months.
It's kind of a miracle we made it.[chuckles]
Between my father's decline,
and being long-distance for almost two years.
Long-distance.
I get that.
How'd you get through it?
When you love someone,
the obstacles either make you or break you.
ALISHA: Or we're actually doomed and it'll be up
to that little devil-spawn Georgie
to carry on the family line.
Uh, family line?
Harry,
Did you find the pills?Better.
I found a descendant. Georgie.
How can that be?
Ten years ago, Carter had an affair
with Georgie's mother, who was a family friend.
She didn't want her husband
to know that Georgie
wasn't his, so Carter became Uncle Carter.
Well, that would make Georgie Jill's half-brother
and my grandson.
The bottom line: Georgie is a Westwell.
And the key to your mortality.
[slobbering]
HARRY:Georgie?
[snarls, shrieks]
Wow. Dear God, the pills, Mel.
Georgie ate them.
[laughs]He let you go?
Even the most hardened coppers
don't want to be cursed by a witch.
[both laugh]
No yawning.
This night is young.
I still have to crush you
in a game of gin rummy.Mm!
My favorite.Ooh...
Careful, Mum, I'm older and wiser than when we used to play.
We'll see about that.
[glass clinking]
Where did you get that?
Oh, I just thought it'd be fun
to have a drink together, now that you're older and wiser.
I'm not in the mood for scotch.
Don't be such a stick in the mud.
I said I don't want it.
But you love gin rummy.
I'm not talking about the cards.
I'm talking about this-- all of this.
I may have let myself be seduced for a moment,
but I see what you're doing.
Sit down, Abigael.
Now.
All you had to do was be a good little witch, but you refused.
[glass thuds]Especially once Waverly was born.
You never even let me hold her.
Because I knew
that vile darkness within you would come out.
And sure enough,
you snuck in her room and almost burned her alive
with those filthy fingers of fire.
That's why I sent you away.
It wasn't on purpose, Mummy.
I didn't mean to. I didn't understand what was happening.
If you want to please Mummy, you will do as I ask.
Go to hell.
You're staying, one way or the other.
You can do it the easy way
and live in happiness,
or the hard way.
Mummy, please. Not the crate.Yes.
Just like when you were a child.
There is no choice.
Go on.
Please, Mummy.
Please, don't!
Daisy? Roger? Where are you?
[crying softly]
Is your friend okay?
He's out cold on the couch, but I-I think he'll be okay.
Now, look,
there's a reason you and your dad are here,
and-and we just need to get to the bottom of it
before anyone else gets hurt.
I just wanted to go to prom.
With Danny Densmore.
The love of my life.
Your dad didn't let you go?
I snuck out anyway.
Dad found out.
He showed up before Danny and I even got to have one dance.
We fought in the car on the way home.
A drunk driver swerved and...
that was the end for both of us.
I'm-I'm so sorry.
[low-pitched]: Broke my heart when Daisy's mom died.
Couldn't bear the thought of losing her, too.
But you stopped Daisy
from having relationships
and experiences because you were afraid.
We have to live and love
and make our own mistakes.
That's what life is all about.
If I could do it again,
you'd have that dance.
I'm so sorry, Daisy.
[high-pitched]: I forgive you, Dad.
Dad's gone.
He's at peace.
Because you released him.
[exhales, sniffles]
Who will release me?
Maybe I can help with that.
HARRY: Apparently, George's soul
has detached from his body.
Uh, how do we reattach it?
Feed it what it wants most.
Which is what?
It doesn't say.
Oh, no, but we don't have much time.
It says here that once the soul detaches,
there's a two-stage process.
The first is indulgence.
That makes sense.
We watched him go from cookies to tea cakes
to chocolate fondue.
And the second stage is retribution.
He'll kill and devour every living thing
he perceives as having wronged him.
But who would Georgie want revenge against?
You're not my mum.
Jill.
Of course. Jill.
There she is. But where's Georgie?
I've never understood this funeral tradition.
Harry.
Look.
So, how exactly did this happen, again?
Hmm. Well, we have been remodeling,
and you tripped on a... on a loose floorboard.
Really banged your head.
Wait, so Maggie wasn't screaming at me?
No.
Must have been a dream. My head is just so foggy.
Well, I-I think I know just the thing
to make you feel better.
["Time After Time" by Cyndi Lauper playing]
Is this still a dream?
Yeah. Just go with it.
♪ Lying in my bed
♪ I hear the clock tick and think of you... ♪
Would you like to dance with me?
♪ Caught up in circles
♪ Confusion is nothing new
♪ Flashback, warm nights
♪ Almost left behind
♪ Suitcase of memories
♪ Time after
♪ Sometimes you picture me
♪ I'm walking too far ahead...
This dream is epic.
♪ You're calling to me, I can't hear... ♪
Thank you.
♪ Then you say, "Go slow"
♪ And I fall behind...
Whoa.
♪ The second hand unwinds
♪ If you're lost you can look
♪ And you will find me
♪ Time after time
♪ If you fall, I will catch you... ♪
Freud would have a field day with this.
[shushes] Just go back to sleep.
Aren't I already aslee...
[exhales]
Sorry, I had to ditch the prom attire.
Polyester was giving me a rash.
Antonio's sleeping it off downstairs.
Hey, I'm sorry you had to go through all that for nothing.
I was really hoping to talk to Mom.
Figure out what she knew
about the allergy.
Why is it always back to square one in between
fighting monsters and ghosts
possessing our bodies?
The candle.
[wind whistling]
Oh, God.
Not again.
[Marisol's voice]: Sorry I'm late, honey.
I had to wait till Roger and Daisy left the building.
M-Marisol?
[low snarl]
[glass shatters][people gasping]
I'm so terribly sorry.
Please excuse me, I'm so sorry.
[hisses]
[growls]
Not cool, Georgie.
Really not cool.
So what just happened?Thank you.
Knot of one, thy power undone.
[growling]
[Marisol's voice]: How can I help, honey?
You wrote something in a letter
for when it's too painful to be near each other.
You had a premonition about our allergy.
Oh, sweetie, I'm afraid not.
It doesn't take clairvoyance to know that sisters will fight.
That was just a bit of motherly advice.
Is there anything else you want to talk about?
Perhaps Harry?
He-he wants to give up his immortality
so we can be together.
Live a full life.
And it's dangerous on many levels.
I know that.
But I think he's right.
There's no end in sight,
and it would be so nice to be with each other...
like a real couple.
Nothing you face together will ever be worse
than a lifetime apart.
This I know firsthand.
Now, tell your sisters I love them.
Tell Maggie to stop worrying,
follow her heart.
She knows what she wants.
Who she wants.
Okay.
I love you, Macy.
Always have, always will.
I love you, too, Mom.
Goodbye, girls.
[growling]MEL: We've got the soul sample,
but we still don'’t know what he wants, Harry.
There's nothing this little terror wants more than sweets.
We fed him dozens already,
and he's still like this.
There has to be something else.
Hey, that is a family heirloom, you little jerk.
Family.
He doesn't need food.
He needs family.
Georgie, you've lost someone who mattered a great deal to you.
Your Uncle Carter.
I'm so sorry no one is acknowledging that.
I know how much you're hurting because,
well, I'm hurting, too.
But it's okay to be sad.
Now, perhaps we can be there for each other.
All right?
Knot of three, return to thee.
Nudo de dos, escuchanos.
Uncle Carter's... gone.
Yes.
Yes, he is.
[footsteps approaching]
Everything all right?
I think someone is grieving
the loss of his... uncle.
I think we're all grieving.
Georgie...
why don'’t we take a walk?
We can miss Carter together.
Thank you, Mel,
Harry...
...for your kindness.
Thanks...
Uncle Harry.
Sorry for falling asleep in that chair.
That bang on the head really messed with me.
It's no problem.
You probably had some weird dreams, too.
A concussion will do that to you.
Maggie, I'm really sorry if I spooked you
by asking you out.
I don't want things to be uncomfortable.
No. It was sweet,
and I really appreciate it.
But that person that's
the "I don't know" guy--
I think I do know that's what I want.
I'm glad you got clarity.
Should we finish those applications tomorrow?
You bet.
♪
♪ Orange blossoms grow
♪ On every street corner...
I was just coming to find you.
Macy, I realized...Harry, I have a...
Sorry. You go first.
No, you-you go. Please.
I set off on this whole
mortality journey because I thought
I just wanted to be with you. But what
I realized today is that I actually want so much more.
What-what... More?
I want a full life with you, Macy.
And all the wonderful things that come with it.
Christmas mornings, sunsets and pancakes for dinner.
Birthdays.
Yeah, birthdays and scraped knees
and high school graduations.
And more than anything, I want to fill my life,
however long it is...
...with love
and family and memories.
And I can't do any of that unless I start aging,
so we can grow old
and create those memories together.
♪ Yellow fields of sunshine...
So, what were you gonna say?
Um...
That.
[both chuckle]
Harry, I...
I was gonna say exactly that.
Oh.
♪ And drink...
I've been keeping a secret.
Ok-Okay.
And I wanted to tell you,
but it never felt like the right time.
And then I went to this wake in England,
and I met this awesome couple who reminded me so much of us.
And then I realized
our window isn't closed yet.
And even if it did close,
there's no reason we can't open up a new window.
Um, Mel, why are we talking about windows?
Oh, I'm sorry. I get really into metaphors.
I guess what I am trying to say is...
I love you.
I do. I love you.
That's it.
No, I don'’t mean "that's it" like it's not a big deal.
It's a huge deal.
And so are my feelings.
And I'm just wondering
why you're not saying anything.
And what the hell you're looking at.
I'm-I'm memorizing every detail of this moment.
The sounds,
the air.
The look on your face.
I want to remember
every bit of it.
And-and just so you know, it couldn't be more right.
♪ California...
I love you, too, Mel.
♪ California
♪ California...
♪ California
♪ California...
SWAN: Hey, Mace.
Hey, Swan.
Long time no see. What's up?
Um, has anyone seen Jordan?
No, he hasn'’t been here for a few days.
Had to cancel several of his classes.
Oh, that's not like him.
I just figured he went somewhere
with that hot British lady.
What did he say her name was? Um, Allison.
No. Am-Amanda.
Abigael?
Abby? Where are you?
Hello?
Jordan?
Is anyone home?
Oh, my God.
They're in the Tomb.
Please.
I'll do anything to be let out.
Oh.
Oh, thank you, Mummy, I promise I'll...
♪