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Okay, move it or lose it, people. Coming through!

Hey, I was using that.

Yeah, well, I'm late

and I need caffeine, so sue me.

Two weeks of jury duty and suddenly she's lawyery.

Now normally, I would have a witty comeback for that,

but I am too tired.

I'd be tired too if I had to decide

whether or not someone lived or died.

What's your decision?

Paige, you know I can't talk about the case.

Besides, that's not

why I can't sleep.

I can't sleep because I miss Cole too much.

If he doesn't come home soon, I'm gonna turn into a vampire.

Jokes like that in this house?

Not so funny.

Not so funny.

So when do you think he's gonna come back?

Who knows?

He said he needed some time to find himself

and figure out who he was without his demon side.

What does that mean? He's off

banging on drums in the woods somewhere?

God, I hope not.

Oh. Got to go.

Wait!

Who's testifying today?

Nobody. It's closing arguments.

Already? That was fast.

Oh, no. Not you, too.

Oh, come on, Phoebe.

It's only natural to be curious.

Forget it.

Listen.

Nobody keeps secrets better than us.

We are the mistresses of secrets.

Well?

Well... let's just say

it would be my supreme pleasure

to send that murdering bastard straight to hell...

by legal means,

not magical.

You would actually be the first person who enjoys jury duty.

You know what it is?

It's just, it might actually be nice for a change

to get some kudos for vanquishing the bad guy.

I mean... punishing.

You know what I mean.

Okay.

Hey. Hi!

Is Paige home?

Yeah, she is... but I'm not.

Bye.

Hey.

Glen, it's so good to see you.

What are you doing here?

I'm done with Australia, finally,

and uh... I'm actually thinking

about Nepal, and...

I just wanted to stop by and see how you're doing.

It's so great to see you.

( clears throat)

Oh, that's my sister, Piper.

Of course, of course.

Hi.

I still can't believe you got sisters.

PIPER: Yeah, it takes some, uh,

getting used to.

So, where are you staying?

I don't know yet, actually.

Good.

You'll stay here.

What?

Yeah, first door up,

top of the stairs. Are you sure that's all right?

Yeah. Don't be ridiculous.

I'll be right back.

Great.

Thank you.

Paige...

What?

I don't think it's a good idea for your boyfriend to stay here.

He's not my boyfriend.

Well, sometimes he's my boyfriend,

but mostly, he's just my really good friend.

Uh, well, we usually don't have house guests

because of all of the...

obvious reasons.

You can trust Glen.

He's been my friend since...

God, kindergarten?

You haven't been a witch since kindergarten.

I don't think you understand...

I understand.

I also pay rent here.

There is no rent.

It's an expression.

No, it's not. Well,

it should be. Mm!

WOMAN: There is no excuse,

ladies and gentlemen of the jury.

The defendant has no alibi.

No credible explanation for how he was able to lead the police

directly to his ex-wife's body.

Other than his...

How did he describe it?

Psychic vision?

No.

Premonition.

That's it.

That was his alibi.

That's what

Mr. Provozoli expects you to believe.

To counter the overwhelming evidence against him, including,

with the court's permission...

people 17, the murder weapon.

One that he has admitted to using in his own magic show.

And then he used it

to rob Angela Provozoli

of her life.

Return the verdict you know you must...

Murder in the first degree.

( gasps)

( grunting)

Are you all right, ma'am?

( crowd murmuring)

JUDGE: Ma'am, are you all right?

♪ I am the son, and the heir ♪

♪ I am human and I need to be loved ♪

♪ Just like everybody else does ♪

♪ See, I've already waited too long ♪

♪ And all my hope is gone. ♪

MAN: This shouldn't take long.

Should be pretty quick.

( indistinct chatter)

Phew, man!

It's hot.

You want to sit here?

( indistinct chatter)

Hey! Hey, I just got a premonition.

We'll be out of here in time for lunch.

( laughs)

( crowd murmuring)

MAN #2: Okay, uh, well, uh, I-I think

that the proper procedure is, uh,

that first we review the evidence.

Well, we heard the evidence,

so, let's just take a vote and get out of here.

Still, as the foreman,

it is my job... All those in favor of guilty?

Here. One.

Here. Two, three, four, five

six, seven, eight, nine, ten,

eleven...

Come on, lady, what's it gonna be?

MAN #3: Let's go.

( jury murmuring)

I have to go to the bathroom.

( people scoffing and sighing) Oh...

( person clears throat)

( murmuring)

Leo?

Leo!

Phoebe, what? Quick!

Orb me to the manor.

I thought you said it was an open and shut case.

So did I, but the killer

in my premonition was definitely not Stan Provozoli.

Okay, now, I didn't see his face

but he had this tattoo on his arm,

like a Medusa's head with snakes.

What are you gonna do? Well,

I'm gonna stall while you guys try

to get Darryl to get you in to see Stan.

Describe the tattoo.

Maybe he knows the real killer.

I don't know.

He must not have seen him

in his premonition. Otherwise...

Wait. He had a premonition?

Yeah, that's how he claims

to have known where the body was.

PIPER: And you of all

people did not believe him?

PHOEBE: Piper, he's just

a club magician.

I assumed that he was a fraud.

Believe me, I feel horrible about this.

All right, we'll fix it somehow.

Do we hunt killers that aren't demons?

Well, I had that premonition for a reason.

Just because the killer isn't

supernatural... PIPER: Aah!

Hey there, Glen.

What did you hear?

Excuse me?

She said, what are you doing here?

GLEN: Oh, I was just looking

for the kitchen.

Didn't you... didn't you leave already?

Yeah. Yeah, but now I'm back, but I better get going again

before somebody wonders what happened

to me.

I'll, uh, just take Glen

to the kitchen and show him

where to make a sand, uh, witch.

Is he staying here?

Mm-hmm.

I think you need to talk to her.

I did, and apparently,

I was the only one paying attention.

( sighs)

( knocking)

MAN: What the hell's going on in there?

Come on, open the damn door!

Maybe something's wrong.

I'll call for the bailiff.

( grumbles)

I am so sorry. It's...

that time of month.

Ugh!

Look, the rest of us finished voting... 11 guilty.

What's it gonna be?

Well...

before I cast my vote,

I think that we should all consider the possibility...

that the defendant might actually be a psychic.

What?!

( groans)

And all he is guilty of is having a special gift.

( soft giggling)

You're the foreman.

Make her vote.

Yeah. Yeah.

Not until I review the evidence.

Every

single piece.

( people groaning)

( sigh)

Thank you.

Sure.

So, I have to go to work, but if you want,

you can drop me off and then use my car.

Ah no, I'm-I'm... I'm wiped.

I'm just gonna hang here, if it's cool.

Oh.

Paige, is... is everything okay?

What was going on in there?

Oh, that?

That's just a family meeting.

You know, deciding who's gonna take out the trash, or

who's turn it is to clean the bathroom.

We take it all very seriously here.

Yeah. I heard words like killer

and supernatural?

That doesn't really sound like housework to me.

I mean, we never really could lie to each other very well.

Well, maybe that's why we didn't make it as a couple.

( laughs)

I've been

worried about you since the last time I saw you,

just before you moved in here.

And the vibe that I've been getting

since I got here doesn't make me worry any less.

Everything is fine, Glen.

Just fine.

Things are just

different now.

Yeah, and you got sisters to talk to,

and I think that's great, I really do,

but that doesn't mean

that we still can't be there for each other, does it?

Talk to me, Paige.

What's-What's going on?

PIPER: Paige?

Uh... Darryl got us

that thing with the guy that Phoebe was talking about.

Are you coming?

Yeah, I can't.

I have to go to work.

All right, well, keep your cell phone available,

just in case anything comes up.

I'll see you later.

Excuse me.

Paige, you're gonna leave him here alone?

Well he can't fit in my cubicle with me at work.

Paige, keeping your secret

has to be the most important thing.

I know, which is why

I just lied to my best friend.

It didn't feel good, Leo, but I did it.

PIPER: That's not good enough.

It's irresponsible to leave him here.

You told me when I became a witch,

I could still have a life.

I call having a friend having a life.

Yeah, but that doesn't mean

you can...

Hey, hey.

Oh, I'm interrupting again.

( laughs)

Yeah.

All right,

we got to go, so be sure

to lock up all the doors before you go.

She always

that friendly?

Yeah, pretty much.

I'll see you later.

I still don't understand exactly who you people are.

Did Inspector Morris vouch for us?

Yes, but that doesn't really...

Then all you need to know is

that we may be able to save your client.

Isn't that enough?

Look, the jury's deliberating.

Nothing short of a miracle can help him now.

Precisely.

Don't tell me they already reached a verdict.

No, they haven't.

Um, these people wanted to talk to you.

Who are you?

PIPER: We're people

who believe you're innocent, so if you don't mind,

we'd like to ask you a few questions.

LEO: Was there anything in your premonition

to indicate who the killer might be?

ATTORNEY: Yeah, all right, that's it.

Out.

What? Why?

Because we're not hanging any more of this case

on that so-called vision of his,

unless you want him to plead insanity!

No, wait, wait!

You actually believe me?

About having had a premonition?

Yes, we do.

That's why we need to know exactly

what you saw, if we have any chance

of saving you.

I don't need a premonition to know who killed Angie.

It was Wyke,

Andrew Wyke.

He owns the magic club where I performed.

Why do you think he killed her?

Angie kept the books for the club,

even after we got divorced.

Well, she found out

that Wyke was using the club to launder dirty money,

and when he found out that she told me about it,

well, he killed her

with one of my knives to frame me.

And I go and help him by telling the police

where Angie's body was.

PIPER: Do you know if Wyke has a tattoo of a

Medusa head on his arm?

I don't know.

Well, let's hope he does.

Thank you.

Look out, Nancy Drew, coming through.

( whispering): Maybe we should come back at night when they're open.

I don't think we have that kind of time.

Wow, how does this place stay in business?

( squeaking)

( screams)

( gasps)

( laughing): Demons you can handle, but not rats?

Uh...

( squeaking)

Hey!

Hey, what are you doing in here?

Who the hell are you?

Um, we're friends of Stan Provozoli's.

Good for you. We're closed.

Yeah, I see that. I was just hoping...

I said we're closed, and I don't want to have to say it again.

Leave!

All I am saying is, to reach a fair and just verdict,

we have to analyze every aspect of this case.

We've done that.

Twice.

You know what, maybe we should do it a third time.

( groans) Because it seems to me

that you people care more about getting home for dinner

than about the fact that the evidence

against Stan Provozoli is entirely circumstantial.

He led the police to the body!

You heard the shrink say

that's as good as a confession.

Unless it was a premonition.

She's back to that again.

Is it so hard for you to believe that that's possible?

That there are powers beyond what we can see?

Aw...

( groans): Okay.

Um... haven't any of you ever known who is calling

before you answered the phone?

That's not magic.

Oh, no?

Then what is it?

Look, just because you don't understand magic

doesn't mean that you have to be afraid of it.

It's around us all the time.

Like a friend,

guiding us, giving us inspiration,

helping us fall in love...

giving our lives meaning.

And I'm sorry, but I think that we all need

to believe that magic exists.

Tanya...

why are you wearing an angel pin?

I don't know.

Just because my mother gave it to me.

But why did she give it to you?

To watch over me.

That's magic.

Something that you can't see.

You can't quite put your finger on it,

but you know that it's there.

The man killed a woman! Period!

End of story!

All those in favor of another vote.

JURORS: Here... Here... Aye...

Oops!

Nature calls.

Oh, no! No, you don't!

No, no, no! Not again. No way. WOMAN: I can't believe this!

Jeez!

WOMAN: She's stalling!

We got to do something about this!

Hi.

Hi.

We found the real killer.

The owner of the magic club, a guy named Andrew Wyke.

Can you prove it?

That's the next step.

Okay, well, you got to hurry, because I am dying in there.

Be so much easier if we could just vanquish him.

You can't do that, but you might be able to use your magic.

PHOEBE: Well, there is

one guy I'd love to turn into a warthog.

Not on the jury, on the killer.

You and Paige could use your powers

to scare him into confessing.

And show our powers to Wyke?

I do not think so.

Do you think anybody's gonna believe him if he says anything?

Not this jury.

( banging on door)

COBB: Hey, come on!

Uh... sorry.

Um... can somebody find me a plunger?

COBB: Oh, great!

What?

I got to buy some time somehow.

And you got to call Paige.

Maybe there's a spell in the Book of Shadows we can use.

Okay, go, go, go!

Okay.

PAIGE: Piper, you up here?

PAIGE: What's the emergency?

Oh, my God, Glen, what are you doing up here?

It's funny, see, after you left,

I was still hungry, so I opened the fridge,

and I found some bags labeled

"pig's feet", "rabbit blood",

"frog tongue"?

So I decided to take a little look around.

Found more than what I bargained for.

Look, I can explain everything, okay, I really can.

I'll just have to explain it later,

'cause if Piper finds us up here she's gonna freak!

Piper's gonna freak?

I just found out that your new sisters have you

messing with the occult in a pretty serious way.

And you're worried about how they're gonna freak?

Look... we're not messing around with the occult.

We're witches.

My sisters and I are

born good witches.

We do good magic.

This book is full of pictures of demons and warlocks.

Well, demons and warlocks that we fight and destroy.

Oh, these girls have you brainwashed.

I mean, how do you even know that these are your sisters?

Glen, you got to trust me, please.

I'm not brainwashed.

I am still the same old Paige, only now,

if I make a rhyme, magic happens.

Paige.

Look, you've been to Africa, you've met those witch doctors

on your travels, right?

Yeah, but these guys were, like, 100 years old,

and they speak in tongues, and... you're you.

( sighs)

There is a spell in here...

What?

To stretch the imagination.

It should be able to help you

understand and accept the truth about me.

So you're gonna cast a spell on me?

With your permission.

And when nothing happens...

When nothing happens, you can drag me off to the funny farm,

tell them I've been brainwashed.

Believe me, I could use the vacation.

Oh, here it is.

"Let mind and body soar to heights not reached before.

"Let limits stretch, that you may catch

a new truth to explore."

( makes buzzing noise)

I don't feel any different.

That's weird, it always works.

PIPER: Paige, where are you?

Oh, God, we got to hide you. Come on.

No, wait...

Whoa!

It's the spell.

Just pull it back.

Oh, I was, uh, giving Glen

a tour of the house... Next stop, the basement.

Come on, Glen, why don't you get a head start?

A tour?

Of the attic?

You showed him the Book?!

Well, he went into the fridge

and he saw the potion ingredients,

so, understandably, he started looking around

and he found the Book.

So... you didn't lock the attic?

It didn't occur to me.

What do you mean?

I told you to lock all the doors before you go!

Well, I thought you meant the front door.

Maybe you should have been more specific.

Well, I was speaking in code.

Listen, I trust Glen.

Yeah, but you're trusting him with a secret

that is all of ours, not just yours.

LEO: Honey, she didn't tell him about it,

he discovered it.

Because she left him in the house.

Because she let him stay in the house in the first place.

Okay, so you're saying I have to choose

between having any friends and being a witch?

Yes! I have.

Well, I won't!

Okay...

we all need to put this on hold for a second, okay?

Let's take a deep breath, let's calm down.

We have a lot of work to do and not a lot of time to do it with.

What do we have to do?

Piper will fill you in on the way.

I need to go check on Phoebe.

Hmm.

PHOEBE: So actually, the origin of magic dates back to prehistoric times.

People from all cultures believed...

Let's vote...

now!

PHOEBE: Wait. No, no, no, we vote.

Okay, if we, if we

can't agree, we declare a hung jury.

Mm-hmm. All in favor

of a guilty verdict?

People, please!

There is magic in the world.

There are angels.

Tanya, you can tell your mother that she's right, they're real.

And there are fairies.

They're real, too.

I mean, just think back to your childhood, before you were

too jaded to believe in them.

And, and,

and Cupid, not a myth!

I mean, he doesn't actually use arrows, but, but he's real, too.

WOMAN: Sit down. MAN: Please.

Bailiff!

What are you doing?

We don't have to declare a hung jury after all.

We don't?

Foreman?

Tell the judge that we have a juror who's, um...

not quite right.

We're asking

that she be dismissed and that you bring in

one of the alternates.

Are you kidding me?

And you all agree?

JURORS: Yes. Mm-hmm.

Okay. PHOEBE: No, wait, wait, wait, wait.

I have an idea.

If I can convince you... All of you...

That magic really does exist,

will that be enough reasonable doubt for an acquittal?

Lady, you're late for your shrink.

Like, two years late!

Well, what do you mean, magic?

Like Siegfried

and Roy stuff?

No.

I mean real magic...

No trap doors,

no smoke, no mirrors, just real, supernatural magic.

COBB: Come on.

She's stalling!

What's the matter?

Are you afraid I might actually be able to pull it off?

TANYA: Well, we've been here this long.

I say we let her take it on home.

FOREMAN: All right.

But... if you fail, you vote guilty with the rest of us.

MAN: Good point.

All right, fine.

Call the judge.

Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay.

It's a deal.

TANYA: All right.

Show us some magic.

I'm gonna need a few things:

a sage stick,

five white candles and...

A magic wand.

No, incense.

I'm gonna summon the dead.

Ooh...

Okay, just remember, you play good witch,

I play bad witch.

Okay, but won't that risk

exposing our powers?

No, I'm only gonna show my powers to Wyke,

and once we get him to talk, we'll use the tape

to force him to confess to the police.

So it's okay to show our powers to a murderer

but not to Glen?

Saving an innocent's life is worth the risk.

Entertaining friends is not.

Boo!

( grunts)

What the hell?!

What are you?

What do you want?

We want a confession, that's what we want.

( yells)

Careful, Piper, you might kill him.

So?

I don't know what you're talking about.

Sure you do.

PIPER: Angela Provozoli found out

about your little money laundering operation,

so you killed her, didn't you?

PAIGE: I've never seen her like this, pal.

You might want to talk.

You know what, this is getting boring.

What do you say

we move on

to some body parts?

O-Okay, okay, okay! All right!

All right, I admit it.

I killed her.

She was ready to march the cops

down to Pier 86.

If I hadn't have killed her, they would have.

And then they would have killed me!

Who, the cops?

No, no, not the cops.

They...

Look, believe me...

you don't want to know.

Try me.

( grunts)

What the...

He's pretty good.

Where'd he go?

There's got to be a trap door.

Here!

How does this thing work?

There's got to be stairs here.

( squeaking)

Wait.

All right... don't.

I can explain.

You stupid human.

You told the witches everything.

And they've got it on tape!

So what?

They'll never find out about you guys.

Not from you, they won't.

No, no, no!

Dinner time.

( squeaking)

( rattling)

( footsteps)

( screams)

What, demons you can handle, but not rats?

( screams)

Right back at you.

I don't get it, where'd he go?

Is hell too much to hope for?

Yeah, well, at least we got his taped confession.

Yeah, but that's not gonna save Stan,

or Phoebe, for that matter.

Why don't we just give it to the police?

PIPER: Well, without Wyke, the confession is no good.

I mean, Darryl could open up an investigation,

but not in time to exonerate...

Ugh. Now I actually

sound like Nancy Drew.

So what, we're supposed to go find Wyke?

How are we gonna do that?

We have no idea where he is.

( gasps)

( chuckles)

What?

What?

That noise.

Noise?

( chuckles)

I feel like I'm in Switzerland.

Switzerland?

There it is again.

What?

That annoying echo.

Paige, what's going on?

Nothing.

Nothing's going on, Piper.

Hey! ( stamps foot)

Piper, don't!

You!

You cast a spell on him?

Are you crazy?!

No, but somebody is.

I was just trying to have some fun.

Sorry.

Okay, but this is not supposed to be fun for you.

It's not supposed to be for you at all.

Well, then I guess I better call off the tabloids.

He was just making a bad joke.

Yeah, funny how that's the first thing that came to his mind.

He just thought he was being funny.

Nobody got hurt. Yeah, maybe you'd

feel a little bit differently if you'd lost a sister.

Don't ask.

Did you get Wyke to confess?

Yeah, and then he got away.

How's Phoebe doing?

Not so good... she's trying to summon the victim, Angela.

PAIGE: Wait a second.

So it's not okay for me to tell my best friend Glen

that I'm a witch,

but it's okay for Phoebe to tell an entire room

of strangers?

They were gonna kick her off the jury.

I think it was worth a try,

only it's not

going so good.

I believe she needs the Power of Three.

Yeah, well she's not gonna get it.

It's better for them to think

she's a nut job than think she's a witch.

There's an innocent man at stake, Piper.

They'll convict him, and then we'll go to the police,

there'll be a new trial, and then they'll release him.

You don't know that.

All right, I have an idea.

What? I'll explain

on the way... let's go.

What about him?

Yeah, just unfreeze him.

He won't tell anyone.

Wha... where'd you come from?

Just stay here, order a pizza.

I'll be back soon.

What?

( rat scurrying)

What? Where did they go?

PHOEBE: Beloved spirit Angela,

I seek your guidance.

I ask that you

commune with me and move among us.

Beloved spirit Angela...

FOREMAN: That's enough!

Bailiff!

Tell the judge that we've reached a verdict.

( clears throat) Yep! A deal's a deal.

All those in favor of guilty...

( jurors affirming)

I'll get the lights.

Beloved spirit Angela, I seek your guidance.

I ask that you commune with me

and move among us!

PIPER: Phoebe...

eleven jurors?

I know, I know,

but this guy is innocent.

And he's being persecuted

for having the same gift that I do,

so if you guys aren't here to help me summon Angela...

We are.

We are? PIPER: Yes.

If Leo will help us clean it up after we're done.

No.

What do you mean, "no"?

You've done it before.

No, it is completely forbidden,

except in cases of dire emergency.

What's forbidden?

Using memory dust on people.

Oh my God, this is brilliant.

We'll erase their short-term memories

after they vote not guilty.

PAIGE: Wait a second, whitelighters can

erase people's memory with some sort of special dust?

Why don't you just use it all the time?

Because you don't know what you might be erasing...

doctors' appointments,

children's birthdays...

Leo... this is an emergency.

I cannot live with these people

knowing our secret, knowing that

at any minute we could have to relive

the hell we went through with Prue.

Okay.

ALL: Hear these words, hear our cry, spirit from the other side.

Come to us, we summon thee, cross now the great divide.

PHOEBE: Beloved spirit Angela, we seek your guidance,

we ask that you commune with us and move amongst us.

( wind whirring)

Cold wind, that's our cue.

See you later. Okay, thank you, thank you.

( man grunts)

Are you all seeing that?

Dear God.

( jurors expressing awe)

ANGELA: What happened?

Where am I?

We summoned you, Angela.

We need your help.

Actually, your ex-husband

needs your help.

ANGELA: Stan? Why?

He's on trial for your murder.

Stan?

Are you kidding? He couldn't hurt a fly.

Even his gift

terrified him.

His gift?

What are you doing?

I'm looking for wires.

This is some kind of trick.

Did you find any?

What about his gift?

Stan could see things: the past, the future.

It scared him.

He hated it.

That's why he never nurtured it.

All the good he could have done... wasted.

So he didn't kill you?

No...

the club owner did.

Andrew Wyke.

I found out

he was laundering money

from some company at Pier 86.

Stan warned me to keep it to myself.

But I didn't.

He...

he's a good man.

He's an innocent man.

Blessed be.

Blessed be...

JUROR: Whoa.

Shall we vote?

"Not guilty!"

( shocked gasps)

MAN: What?

Un... believable.

So say you one?

( jurors affirming)

So say you all?

JUROR: Yes, Your Honor.

This case is dismissed.

The defendant is hereby released,

and this court is adjourned.

( gavel slams)

Dust them, Leo.

( whispering): Don't forget the bailiff.

I don't understand.

How'd you do it?

We didn't, Angela did.

Hi.

Hi.

You have a very special gift.

And you did the right thing

by going to the police.

It doesn't matter

what anybody else thinks.

All that matters is that

you used your gift to help people.

And that's a beautiful thing.

So you guys have told people about being witches

lots of times?

Yes, Innocents,

but only when we didn't have any other choice.

Our secret is never more important

than saving somebody's life.

LEO: Can't you guys

just enjoy saving this Innocent for a minute and a half

before getting back to the great debate?

Well, it's not over yet.

The killer is still out there somewhere.

( groaning)

( gasps)

Ah!

Glen?!

( panting)

( groans)

You have one hour to deliver the tape...

or stretch here is dead.

PIPER: Paige, it's going to be okay.

Just try to breathe.

Oh, my God, if anything happens to him...

We won't let it.

When did this demon become involved?

I thought this killer was supposed to be human?

PHOEBE: He was.

But, apparently, he was fronting for demons.

PIPER: Since when do demons

give a rat's ass, no pun intended,

about laundering money?

Because they need money

to insinuate themselves into our world.

To buy clothes, rent apartment, to fit in with us.

PHOEBE: That's probably the same way

they made Cole legitimate when he was a demon.

I mean, they put him

through law school.

Which put him in a position

to hurt us.

Water under the bridge.

How is any of this going to help us get Glen back?

Even if we give that rat demon thing the tape,

what's to stop him from killing Glen?

We have no leverage.

PHOEBE: Okay, um, do we have to call him

"the rat demon"?

Because it's very hard to be

appropriately frightened.

We could go over his head.

Look, I guarantee you

that this club is just the tip of the iceberg.

I mean, if we went to rat demon's...

But what are we supposed to call him?

PAIGE: One hour Leo,

we have one hour.

Right, look, so if we go to their bosses,

and we threaten to expose their entire operation,

they're not going to be very pleased with him.

So we offer him up in exchange for Glen.

Might work.

Might work? It has to work.

Okay, so the only question is where is demon central?

Angela said something about Pier 86.

So did Wyke.

So, we split up.

Phoebe, since you have stalling down to a science,

you and Paige go to the club and buy some time.

Leo and I will go to... No.

No, I'm going to go.

Well, Piper has more firepower.

And if they get hostile...

I'll just have Leo orb me out of there

if it gets too hairy.

I'm the one who put Glen,

my best friend,

in massive amounts of danger.

So I'm going to get him out.

Just do me a favor and keep him alive at the club

until I get back.

PAIGE: I don't know if this is the right place.

( rats squeaking)

Shh...

Listen.

Rats.

Lots of them.

Time to go.

No.

Paige, I really think that we should...

No, Leo, they've got Glen.

Listen up!

We know what you're doing,

and we're prepared to tell everyone.

And just so you know, killing me won't help.

My sisters will take you down.

Maybe you've heard of us:

"The Charmed Ones?"

Now, who am I talking to?

We're listening.

The tape.

Where's our friend, mouse-man?

After I get the tape.

No, before.

I could take it from you.

You could try.

( groaning)

Just so you know,

if anything happens to me, anything at all,

the ring will decapitate him.

That's new.

So much for a quick get-away.

Are there any copies?

No.

Now, let him go.

( groaning intensifies)

Hey!

What are you doing?

I'm a rat, what'd you expect?

( tortured groaning)

Don't!

Don't, it might chop off Glen's head.

Well, what am I supposed to do?

Enjoy the show!

( startled scream)

( screaming)

Did we just do that?

( moaning)

Only copy?

Yes.

DEMON: How do we know?

What do you mean, "How do you know?"

You just got to trust us,

we're the good guys,

for crying out loud!

( panting)

Guess we'll call this one a draw.

Almost done.

This is taking too long.

Can't you just use a little magic?

Well, don't you think

we've used enough magic lately?

Besides, I like working with my hands.

Uh-huh.

Yeah, I kind of like a guy in a tool belt.

Really? Mm-hmm.

Mmm...

( clears throat)

Oh, leaving so soon?

Yeah, Glen's going to go stay

with a friend of his across the bay.

Huh, I can't imagine

why you wouldn't want to hang around here.

( chuckles)

Yeah, well, I like adventure,

just not that much adventure.

So you're going to stick around a while?

Yeah... keep an eye on Noogie here.

"Noogie"?

Glen, I think it's time for you to go.

( light laughter)

Thanks for saving my life.

Uh-huh.

I reversed the spell.

Just checking.

Bye. Bye.

Bye, you. Bye.

Okay, do you want it now,

or should I email it to you?

What?

My apology.

You were right...

Keeping our secret is the most important thing.

I should have listened to you.

Do you want more?

Should I keep groveling?

Fun as that would be...

I'm sorry, too.

I can be a little harsh,

but it's part of my charm.

You'll learn to love me for it.

Wow...

we actually have a door.

Imagine that.

So, how's the jury?

Fine.

I knocked on Tanya's door

and she thought I was the Avon lady.

So, good job, Leo.

Uh, thanks,

but I don't want to think about it. Ever.

Can ever wait for a minute or so?

Uh-oh.

I was thinking maybe

we should use some of that dust on Glen.

You know, I don't want

you guys to have to be nervous.

Well, do you think he's going to tell anybody?

No.

And you trust him

completely?

Yes.

Then so do we.

Thank God. Phew.

And whether we think it's smart or not,

at least you have one person

outside the family that you can talk to.

Yeah, let's just keep it to one.