Charmed (2018) s01e04 Episode Script
Exorcise Your Demons.
1 Previously on Charmed What we do know is that the Harbinger couldn't have traveled far in its primordial form.
So it must've taken a human vessel somewhere near Macy's lab.
Because as soon as they do find this demon of unspeakable horror it will fall upon you three to vanquish it, as the Charmed Ones.
I come here for brunch all the time, I've never seen you.
Maybe you just didn't notice me.
Not possible.
Do you remember Angela Wu? The one harassed by Professor Thaine.
It turns out, she woke up from her coma the same night we found the Harbinger's residue.
Maggie, this party is so extra.
Meet my boyfriend, Parker.
You've barely said a word to me all night.
Family emergency.
Angela? Oh! Macy! Until the Elders arrive, you must keep it under constant supervision.
Just think of it as a puppy that you've always wanted.
He'll call it a witch hunt.
That's what scared men do.
Professor Thaine is a world-famous geneticist whose discoveries have saved lives.
It'd be like accusing Santa of sexual harassment.
People will hate me.
Some people will, sure, but the others will be inspired by you to speak up for themselves.
I heard rumors about the jerk since I was an undergrad.
Like I was telling Mom, you can't be the only student he's treated like this.
So you're saying I should report him? Hell yes.
Think of it this way: if you don't, he'll just keep doing this to other women.
Angela.
You need to make that decision for yourself.
And no matter what you decide, I will be here to support you, because you're not alone.
Do you hear me? Angela? Oh, my God, Mel, you have to stop getting so close.
I'm here for my shift of doom.
Go live your life.
Dante? Good choice.
Which ring of hell is this? No idea.
Let's just say I'm way behind on my class reading for obvious reasons.
I will spread pestilence, death and disaster, and The Source will rise! Is it weird I don't even find it disturbing when Harbie speaks anymore? This whole scenario has been normalized.
I blame the President.
And you gave it a nickname? Yeah, so it'd be less scary.
Oh, my God! Seriously, Maggie? We have the Harbinger of doom in our attic and you're worried about a rat? Stop, that thing will eat you.
Or do that.
I can't go on like this.
Especially now that the Harbinger's developed the ability to kill with a single touch.
I can't wait for the Elders to get here.
I didn't sleep, I'm so jumpy.
Oh, come on, as if my unpaid job as the nanny of pure evil isn't bad enough, - I'm flunking out of school.
- You're in school? Of course I'm in school.
I'm a freshman.
I'm just not sure I've ever seen you go to class.
Well, I have.
Just not World Lit that much.
My professor e-mailed; if I fail, I'm on academic probation.
You can ace the midterms.
It's not the end of the world.
That is up in the attic.
Maybe I just drop the class? I mean, it's not too late and I'm under a lot of pressure.
Uh, then maybe you should drop Kappa, not your class.
Not this again.
Harry! This situation has us all on edge.
I am well aware of that fact.
Where are the Elders? They're analyzing a 5,000-year-old prophecy, making sure they find the right method to vanquish the demon and gather the correct supplies.
There is no room for mistakes.
Ah, well, perhaps that's them now.
- How do I look? - Great.
No, it's Niko, with Trip.
Not a great time for a visit from the local law enforcement.
Get rid of them.
Angela's mother filed a missing person's report.
Last place she was seen was your Halloween party.
Poor Angela.
She's been through so much.
You didn't see her leave with anybody? It was so crowded, a-and everybody was in costume.
I honestly couldn't tell her from the other ten zombies that were here.
Right, Maggie? Right.
Because that was, that was her costume.
She was a zombie.
It was just a costume.
Oh, my God, why are you babbling on about Angela's costume? So they won't think I'm saying she's really a zombie, which she basically is.
They're not going to suspect she's really a zombie.
Okay, I know, okay, I'm just really nervous.
You're the one who can't look Niko in the eyes.
She's right.
It's weird.
Okay.
Let's just all act normal.
So none of you have had contact with her since the party? I didn't really know her.
I haven't heard from her.
Yeah, me neither.
What was that noise? Um What noise? What's going on upstairs? Ugh, sorry, sorry for all of the racket.
Anatoli dropped an ottoman.
We will absolutely pay for any damages, though, do not worry.
Hi, I'm Charity Callahan, interior designer.
Sorry, two of my guys are up there taking measurements.
So, listen, I'm thinking the whole boho Victorian thing Too on the nose.
Let's play against it, huh? With a little minimalist Scandinavian farmhouse, hmm? Some warm woods, some well-chosen plant life.
Voila! Your attic becomes a chicly-hygge winter den.
Well, we should get back to our chicly-hygge winter den.
Yes.
We should.
You're redecorating the attic? Eh, it's more like a rebirth of what the attic was always meant to be, hmm? I-I wish we could be more helpful.
Truly, you know, we're all worried about Angela.
Okay.
If you think of anything else We will definitely be in touch.
- And I'll talk to you later.
- Okay.
Who are you? Charity.
The Elder.
And I am so sorry to have kept you waiting.
You're an Elder? I j-just thought you'd all be What, old? I know, I know, I know.
I've been saying we need to rebrand.
Are you also an interior designer? 'Cause that was, like, super impressive.
Oh, God no.
No, no, no, no.
I just watch a lot of HGTV while I'm on the treadmill.
In reality, I run an investment fund that uses microloans to help women in developing nations start their own businesses.
We are tackling poverty and inequality through ethical, female-focused capitalism.
Well, we're glad you're here because we're done harboring the Harbinger.
So how do we save Angela? Save Angela? Oh, no, no, no, she can't be saved.
She has to be killed.
Tonight, during the full moon.
With this.
Don't worry, you each get one.
Thank you.
All right, let's go see this thing, huh? We have to kill Angela? So these Elders are just sadists who kill anybody who gets in their way? I mean, that's how they operate? Certainly not.
They are the governing body of witches, and if they say killing the creature is the only way, it's the only way.
The Elders don't make mistakes.
It's not a creature, it's Angela.
And why can't we just get it out of her? I mean, we got that demon out of Brian.
That was just a demon.
This is the Harbinger.
Uh, good day, Elder Callahan.
Glad you arrived safely.
When you didn't respond to this straightaway, I did grow a little concerned.
Well, you know how it is, Harry.
Preparations for a ritual killing are time-consuming.
Indeed.
Ladies.
I've placed a containment spell over the Harbinger.
While it holds, its touch won't be lethal.
However, it will fade by tonight's full moon.
That's when you three must perform the killing before it becomes too powerful to stop.
Something wrong? Something wrong? Our friend has been possessed by a demon in our attic for two days, and you just waltz in here and announce that we're supposed to kill her instead of save her.
Mel, one defers to an Elder.
Think of her as royalty.
Do not reveal your monarchist side to me right now, Harry.
I was just starting to like you.
I-It's all right.
I understand.
It's a shock, but this is a critical time.
There was another Elder assassination.
That's why I came alone.
Security protocol.
- An Elder was killed? - Yes.
The third one since your mother.
Our mother was an Elder? Harry, you didn't tell us our mother was an Elder.
I most certainly did, during my opening speech, when I told you three you were witches.
No, I distinctly remember you used the term "senior" witches.
Which means exactly the same thing.
You just muted him.
That's one of her powers.
Among many, many others.
Okay, then why can't you handle this? Well, I would if I could.
But the ritual requires the Power of Three, and only the Charmed Ones have that.
Trust me, this is new territory for us, too.
So you knew our mother? Oh, very well.
She was a dear friend.
Then you should know she would never let Angela die.
Angela was someone she was trying to save.
Isn't there some other way? Like an exorcism? An exorcism is only effective if there's a soul to be saved.
With a demon this powerful possessing her, I'm afraid Angela is gone.
We can't just give up.
I'm sorry.
I know it's hard, I do.
But, by the end of tonight's full moon, the Harbinger will reach full strength.
- Which means no chains can hold it.
- And as you know from our training sessions, at that point the Harbinger summons the Source with a deluge of blood.
It's homecoming weekend.
Every hotel in town is booked with people.
People filled with blood.
- Jeez, Macy, that's dark.
- And true.
If Angela's already gone I'll prepare things here.
You three get your affairs in order.
We commence at sundown.
Oh, and keep an eye on your girlfriend.
The detective? She and her partner were certainly curious.
We cannot have them sniffing around.
We can't do it; we can't kill Angela.
You heard witch-Olivia-Pope; there's no Angela left.
That enough to just do this ritual killing? I shouldn't have to make decisions like this, I can't even pass World Lit.
I know it's harder for you because you knew her, but you're letting your emotions cloud your judgment.
If we can save all of these people from dying like that rat, there's really no other option.
Wow, that's cold.
No, it's rational.
And that thing did try to kill me on Halloween, so forgive me if I'm having trouble bonding with it.
If you'll excuse me, I have to get to work.
Maybe there's a way to prove that Angela's still in there.
You think Charity's wrong? I think she's too confident that she's right.
And Mom would want us to be sure.
Well, don't be expecting me to touch it and read its thoughts.
You saw what it did to that rat.
I mean like a spell or something.
I'm gonna head home and check The Book of Shadows.
You're supposed to be keeping an eye on Niko.
Make sure she's not suspicious.
It can wait.
I'm sorry, but she's hiding something.
They all are.
I can feel it.
Trip, Mel did not kidnap Angela Wu, okay? That's absurd.
Come on, you saw how jumpy she was.
Yeah, she gets nervous around cops, as plenty of people of color do.
Plus, she hates guns.
She won't even let me bring my sidearm into the house, so just chill, okay? Okay.
I'm just saying, it was weird.
You know, maybe we should focus on whoever killed all those people on Halloween, because Angela Wu could be their next victim.
Or you think my girlfriend did that, too? Point taken.
Mm-hmm.
Thank you.
Let's go.
"Abandon all hope "ye who enter here.
" Dante's inscription above the gates of hell.
As Dante passes through those gates, he hears the screams of the Uncommitted.
The selfish cowards who wouldn't take a stand for either good or evil on earth.
That's it for today.
We'll see you on Friday for the midterm; closed book.
Eight essay questions carefully engineered so I'll know if you just read SparkNotes.
And don't forget: it's 50% of your grade.
Maggie! Maggie! How have I never seen you in this class before? Oh, um, I usually sit in the back, kind of slept through a few.
I'm lucky; I only need four hours of sleep a night.
I am one of those people.
- Do you want to walk over together? - What? We're putting the final touches on the homecoming float.
Oh, my God.
I'm so sorry, I can't make it.
Look, I'm on the verge of flunking this class, so I have to ace the midterm, but I've only read half the book.
Well, honey, why didn't you say so? Don't worry; Parker can help Parker! - Parker.
- Oh, he can? Yes; my bae is not only a literary genius, - he also read Dante in middle school.
- Mm-hmm.
My dad liked to assign us a classic piece of literature to discuss at dinner.
And yes, it's as fun as it sounds.
Can you help Maggie ace the midterm for me? I can't have my favorite pledge bring down our house GPA.
Sure, no problem.
Then it's decided.
Thanks.
Oh, my Gosh.
Something wrong? Just thinking.
A-About? You know, utilitarianism.
You do know daydreaming is supposed to be fun, right? Like, if I got trapped in Drake's body, what's the first ridiculous thing I'd buy? You were seriously sitting over there thinking about utilitarianism? M-My sisters and I like to do breakfast trivia.
So tell me.
If you had to choose to kill one person, or, say, all of Hilltowne would almost certainly die, would you do it? Nope.
You said "almost certainly," so, if there's a chance, then I'm gonna find another way.
But we're scientists.
If, statistically, the risk of saving this one - could kill thousands - Look, I know it would make sense rationally, but it would feel so wrong.
I-I don't think I could kill someone.
No, of course it would feel wrong.
But, we have to make judgments based on fact, not emotions, don't we? I don't know.
Who's to say emotions aren't just as valuable? Look, I-I know we're scientists, but it doesn't mean we have to be cold, you know? Listen, I didn't come over here to talk about moral hypotheticals.
You've just been so busy since Halloween, um, we haven't really had a chance to talk.
So, would you like to go to the homecoming tailgate with me tonight? Tonight.
I would love to, I really would, I-it's just I have a thing.
With my sisters.
Understood.
Maybe some other time.
How do I tell if Angela's still in there? Anima revelare.
Veni foras.
Where am I? What's happening? Angela? Mel? Is that you? Angela.
Hold on.
Help me, it's too strong She's really in there.
And she's never coming out.
We'll see about that.
I understand, but our main goal isn't to maximize profits; it's to build communities of women supporting women.
I need to run, can we pick this up later? Mm-hmm.
Charity, there was a lost souls spell in the Book and Angela came out.
Not literally, she's still trapped inside with that thing.
But what I mean is, her soul is still alive.
She's just trapped inside.
This is what you've been up to? I told you to keep an eye on your girlfriend.
You said Angela was gone and she isn't.
Fine.
I was wrong, then, I can admit that, but it does not change the calculus, we still must follow through with the ritual killing.
"Calculus"? What about "women supporting women"? There's a woman that needs our help and you want me to kill her? It is for the greater good.
A demon this powerful has never been exorcised before.
Which doesn't mean it can't be done.
Mel, you're an impressive witch, but you don't know what you don't know.
Let me be a source of wisdom for you.
That's what we Elders are here to help do.
My mom was an Elder, too.
And she would have never done this.
She would want me to find a way to save Angela.
And I knew your mother in a different way.
As a witch with incredible discernment and the ability to do what had to be done, no matter what.
And as her fellow Elder, I am telling you that an exorcism is a non-starter.
- And frankly, I don't have the time - What if I do it anyway? Knock yourself out.
You need a voice to speak a spell.
It's not happening; are we clear? - We don't have much time.
- What happened? - Is everything okay? - I don't know.
I'm just going on instinct.
Please tell me that's not Harbie in the trunk.
That's not Harbie in the trunk.
Mel! It's not the Harbinger; it's Angela Wu.
I did a soul spell and she's still in there.
And when I told Charity, she couldn't care less.
And since Macy's as clinical as Charity, I had no choice.
Please tell me you have a plan other than driving a super lethal demon around Hilltowne in our hatchback.
We literally left five minutes ago, of course I don't have a plan.
I used to hate studying.
Now I'd give anything just to be cramming for my midterm.
I have The Book of Shadows.
We'll find an exorcism spell, get this thing out of Angela before it's too powerful to stop us.
We just need to find somewhere private.
I know a place.
Oh, no, no, no.
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
What? Don't look now, but I think Trip is following us.
- Maggie, get down! - Hey! Well, what are we gonna do? I can freeze time, remember? We'll just drive away.
But then it's gonna look like our car just disappeared.
Well, what other choice do we have? Get in the car.
- Get in the car! Go.
- Okay.
Freakin' weirdo.
Hey, Trip, I'm at the station.
Where are you? Hello? Hey, are you there? What are you doing? - I got to call you back.
- Wait, hey I put it under the microscope.
What killed the rat is similar in DNA structure to smallpox, only much more lethal because it kills instantly.
It's not airborne yet, but it could be soon.
And if the Harbinger gets loose, it's a walking pandemic.
Don't worry, we won't let it come to that.
She disobeyed my orders.
That's Mel's specialty.
Bring them back immediately.
There are a dozen exorcism spells in here.
Find one that won't hurt the Kappa float.
Lucy's sure it's gonna win.
Show me an exorcism spell strong enough to take down the Harbinger.
It's blank.
What's that mean? Girls, what the hell are you doing? Angela is still in there.
- I cast a spell and I saw her.
- You did? But that That's right.
Charity was wrong.
We can't kill Angela now.
But the full moon is rising.
And soon Elder Callahan's containment spell will wear off.
I see no other choice but to take it back to the house and do the ritual killing as planned.
It's not an "it," it's a "her.
" And it's partially my fault that she's in this situation.
Whatever do you mean? Professor Thaine was sexually harassing her.
She came to Mom for advice, and I told her to report it.
She did, and the stress of it made her OD and put her in a coma, where she was possessed by the Harbinger.
I can't kill her.
We have to save Angela.
Your sisters are, uh, clearly emotional.
But you, you got a real knack for this.
For what? Leadership.
Just like your mother.
Did she ever mention me? No.
No, she never did.
In fact, none of the Elders knew about you.
We were just as surprised as you were when you three became the Charmed Ones.
But now that I know, it does make sense.
Years ago, when we were young witches just starting out, she asked me to place a spell on her.
She wouldn't tell me what it was about, just that she couldn't perform it on herself.
The spell was, uh, brutal.
It extracted all of her pain and anguish over some tragic loss, so she could go on living.
I never knew what that loss was Till now.
Sorry.
Would you excuse me while I get myself together? Of course.
It had to have flipped there for a reason.
Maybe it's invisible magic ink? Can I help? I want to save Angela.
An anguish spell.
That makes so much sense.
And I'm sorry for criticizing you for making your decision based on your emotions.
I-It's just I've spent my entire life trying to keep mine in check.
And-and I guess it comes off as cold, but it's how I protect myself.
If Angela really is in there, I want to save her.
So let's do the exorcism.
We would if we could, but It opened to this blank page.
That is now magically revealing itself? That's Mom's handwriting.
All of our names are on it.
It's in Spanish.
Looks like a SanterÃa-based spell.
Unsanctioned by the Elders.
She wrote it for us, but why? So you three would find it.
She knew this moment would come.
Her power was prophecy.
Ladies, it's fated you three should unite in this mission.
Harry, you're disobeying the Elders? Not all of them.
Mom.
So what are you waiting for? It's time to save Angela Wu.
Here we are, the sacred container to imprison the demon.
It's either that or a crushed beer can, ladies, take your pick.
All right, so do we have everything we need? Can we please just do this already? "Enchanted vessel to trap the Harbinger.
" Got it.
We have the incantation spell right here.
This says that we have to lay hands.
Touch her? No.
Did you see what it did to that rat? Maggie's right.
The full moon is approaching, and the containment spell is wearing off.
One touch And we all get its pestilence and die.
Exactly.
Then we can't do the exorcism spell.
We can if we use chemical resistant nitrile gloves.
We wear them in the lab when handling hazardous materials.
If we wear them, I'm almost certain we'll survive.
- You're almost certain? - Maggie, we have no other choice.
I know, but do we really have to touch her? It's gonna be a gazillion times worse for me.
I'm gonna be reading her monster mind.
It's too much.
I'm supposed to be cramming for my midterm, not maybe dying from a demon virus.
What was that? I'll find out and get rid of it.
In the meantime, you and Macy go and get those gloves.
I'll keep an eye on Angela.
- Okay.
- Okay.
Hey, you.
Parker.
What are you doing here? Well, I'm definitely not here to stash a box of illegal fireworks to fire off of the Phi Delta at Homecoming tomorrow.
I could ask you the same thing.
Shouldn't you be at home, prepping for our study session? Oh, I-I'm just cleaning up.
What's the point of reading the book? Never gonna pass the test anyways.
Hey, I'm offended.
I'm a really good tutor.
Well, you have your work cut out for you.
I only got into this school because my mom was on the faculty.
I haven't known you long, but it's clear you're very smart.
No.
My sisters are.
School's just never really been my thing.
Well, maybe that's just the story you keep telling yourself.
When I was growing up, I wanted so badly to be able to play guitar like my big brother, but no matter how much I practiced, he was always better.
So I told myself I was just someone that couldn't play the guitar, and that's what I became.
So what did you do? Oh, I still can't play the guitar.
My brother can shred.
At best, I'm, like, the douchey guy playing the folk song in the corner at the party.
Hmm.
But I'm trying to help you avoid the error of my ways.
Tell yourself a different story.
You can shred, Maggie.
What are you looking at? We can't I shouldn't have done that.
That was a mistake.
You should just go.
Maggie, quick! The compass that summons Elder Callahan.
Stay back.
The containment spell's worn off.
Time's up, witches.
Hurry up, I can't hold it for long.
Once the full moon rises, the Harbinger will be unstoppable.
Marisol saw this coming.
She left this spell for them.
She had the power of prophecy, but her predictions didn't always come true.
Still, you know what it's like, don't you, Charity? To break the rules and follow your instincts.
We can't risk it.
It will work.
You don't have to trust us.
You knew our mother well; trust her.
Hurry up, before I change my mind.
I can do this.
I can shred.
Hago un llamado a Babalú-Ayé, dios de los enfermos, parar que inhabilite a éste demonio.
Remueva la fuerza que tiene sobre éste inocente.
Y Exorcize al Heraldo, permitiendo que paz y tranquilidad regrese al poseÃdo.
Sana y renuncia a éste adversario del mal.
¡De éste apóstol de la oscuridad, lÃbranos! - Is it working? - I don't know.
We've got to get Angela to fight back.
I-I'm an empath, maybe I can try reaching her? Do it.
¡El Poder de Tres lo compela! We're here to help you.
I'm scared.
Whoa! You guys, you guys, it worked! I sent her my thoughts and she's in there.
She heard me.
Angela! Angela, you've got to fight back! I can't do it.
I can't.
Tell yourself a different story, Angela.
You're strong enough.
You can do it.
¡Observa, el Poder de Tres! ¡Observa, el Poder de Tres! ¡Observa, el Poder de Tres! Angela! Detective, stay back! Hands in the air! All of you! Angela! She's breathing.
She's breathing.
- Look, he's hurt.
- Oh, my God, Trip.
What happened? Trip! He's not breathing.
Trip, are you there? Copy.
The police will be here any minute.
You should go.
- No, but Trip is dead.
- Mel, Mel, I'll handle it.
Trip, what's your 20? Do you copy? Trip? What happened? What did you do? I dealt with Officer Bailey's death in a way that wouldn't raise suspicions.
This is my fault.
You told me to talk to Niko.
I could've kept him away.
You couldn't have known this would happen.
It's the one part of the job that doesn't get any easier.
I've dealt with it, your mother dealt with it, and, well, now you.
Where's Angela? With my sisters.
She's asleep.
Again.
Why don't you join them, hmm? I think you should be there when the woman whose life you saved wakes up.
So, I came out of my coma last week and just showed up at your Halloween party? Why don't I remember anything? How did I end up here? Blackouts can be a pretty common occurrence among coma survivors.
Anything from fluorescent lighting to alcohol consumption can prevent the hippocampus from forming memories.
I just remember complete darkness.
It was like I was trying to get out, but nothing worked.
And then I heard a voice.
It made me feel strong, like I wasn't alone.
You are not alone, Angela.
We are here for you.
Yeah.
I know.
I can't believe I'm alive.
For pity's sake, you'd think with such frequent visits from an Englishman, you could at least stock your pantry with tea that isn't absolute rubbish.
But also, congratulations, ladies.
You did it.
Angela's still asleep.
Where's Charity? She left with the sacred vessel.
The paint can.
She'll store it somewhere safe.
What's up with you and Charity anyways? Sounds like you two have a past.
I was born in 1920, so yes, I have a past, and it' of your business.
Anyhow, despite Charity's assistance, the Elders will be displeased we disobeyed their orders.
Even though we know now they were wrong, they're still the governing body, and there'll be consequences.
But that's tomorrow's problem.
Harry? Yes, Melanie.
Congratulations to you, too.
You were rad tonight.
- Hey, Parker.
- Hey.
You ready? Um Right, a-about last night What you said really helped me.
That's great.
And I've-I've asked for an extension from Professor Brown.
I need more time to prepare, and I want to prove to myself I can do this on my own.
Oh.
Yeah, um That kiss was a mistake.
One we can't make again.
I'll see you in class, I guess.
Yeah.
I'll see you in class.
You okay? It's Trip.
I can't Get him out of my head.
Don't beat yourself up.
You saved Angela.
Mom would be proud.
I haven't heard from Niko.
She must be crushed.
I can't believe it.
Mel, he's dead.
He hanged himself at the warehouse.
And there's evidence linking him to the Halloween murders.
Mel, they think he killed all those people.
Wait, what? My own partner, I thought I knew him.
I can't believe it.
He was my friend.
I know.
Shh It's okay.
It's okay.
Ah, the trip went well.
Yeah, these three young women are ready to take on the world.
Young people these days, so idealistic, huh? I'll be in the office by noon.
Would you mind Switching paint cans with me? Pleasure doing business with you.
So it must've taken a human vessel somewhere near Macy's lab.
Because as soon as they do find this demon of unspeakable horror it will fall upon you three to vanquish it, as the Charmed Ones.
I come here for brunch all the time, I've never seen you.
Maybe you just didn't notice me.
Not possible.
Do you remember Angela Wu? The one harassed by Professor Thaine.
It turns out, she woke up from her coma the same night we found the Harbinger's residue.
Maggie, this party is so extra.
Meet my boyfriend, Parker.
You've barely said a word to me all night.
Family emergency.
Angela? Oh! Macy! Until the Elders arrive, you must keep it under constant supervision.
Just think of it as a puppy that you've always wanted.
He'll call it a witch hunt.
That's what scared men do.
Professor Thaine is a world-famous geneticist whose discoveries have saved lives.
It'd be like accusing Santa of sexual harassment.
People will hate me.
Some people will, sure, but the others will be inspired by you to speak up for themselves.
I heard rumors about the jerk since I was an undergrad.
Like I was telling Mom, you can't be the only student he's treated like this.
So you're saying I should report him? Hell yes.
Think of it this way: if you don't, he'll just keep doing this to other women.
Angela.
You need to make that decision for yourself.
And no matter what you decide, I will be here to support you, because you're not alone.
Do you hear me? Angela? Oh, my God, Mel, you have to stop getting so close.
I'm here for my shift of doom.
Go live your life.
Dante? Good choice.
Which ring of hell is this? No idea.
Let's just say I'm way behind on my class reading for obvious reasons.
I will spread pestilence, death and disaster, and The Source will rise! Is it weird I don't even find it disturbing when Harbie speaks anymore? This whole scenario has been normalized.
I blame the President.
And you gave it a nickname? Yeah, so it'd be less scary.
Oh, my God! Seriously, Maggie? We have the Harbinger of doom in our attic and you're worried about a rat? Stop, that thing will eat you.
Or do that.
I can't go on like this.
Especially now that the Harbinger's developed the ability to kill with a single touch.
I can't wait for the Elders to get here.
I didn't sleep, I'm so jumpy.
Oh, come on, as if my unpaid job as the nanny of pure evil isn't bad enough, - I'm flunking out of school.
- You're in school? Of course I'm in school.
I'm a freshman.
I'm just not sure I've ever seen you go to class.
Well, I have.
Just not World Lit that much.
My professor e-mailed; if I fail, I'm on academic probation.
You can ace the midterms.
It's not the end of the world.
That is up in the attic.
Maybe I just drop the class? I mean, it's not too late and I'm under a lot of pressure.
Uh, then maybe you should drop Kappa, not your class.
Not this again.
Harry! This situation has us all on edge.
I am well aware of that fact.
Where are the Elders? They're analyzing a 5,000-year-old prophecy, making sure they find the right method to vanquish the demon and gather the correct supplies.
There is no room for mistakes.
Ah, well, perhaps that's them now.
- How do I look? - Great.
No, it's Niko, with Trip.
Not a great time for a visit from the local law enforcement.
Get rid of them.
Angela's mother filed a missing person's report.
Last place she was seen was your Halloween party.
Poor Angela.
She's been through so much.
You didn't see her leave with anybody? It was so crowded, a-and everybody was in costume.
I honestly couldn't tell her from the other ten zombies that were here.
Right, Maggie? Right.
Because that was, that was her costume.
She was a zombie.
It was just a costume.
Oh, my God, why are you babbling on about Angela's costume? So they won't think I'm saying she's really a zombie, which she basically is.
They're not going to suspect she's really a zombie.
Okay, I know, okay, I'm just really nervous.
You're the one who can't look Niko in the eyes.
She's right.
It's weird.
Okay.
Let's just all act normal.
So none of you have had contact with her since the party? I didn't really know her.
I haven't heard from her.
Yeah, me neither.
What was that noise? Um What noise? What's going on upstairs? Ugh, sorry, sorry for all of the racket.
Anatoli dropped an ottoman.
We will absolutely pay for any damages, though, do not worry.
Hi, I'm Charity Callahan, interior designer.
Sorry, two of my guys are up there taking measurements.
So, listen, I'm thinking the whole boho Victorian thing Too on the nose.
Let's play against it, huh? With a little minimalist Scandinavian farmhouse, hmm? Some warm woods, some well-chosen plant life.
Voila! Your attic becomes a chicly-hygge winter den.
Well, we should get back to our chicly-hygge winter den.
Yes.
We should.
You're redecorating the attic? Eh, it's more like a rebirth of what the attic was always meant to be, hmm? I-I wish we could be more helpful.
Truly, you know, we're all worried about Angela.
Okay.
If you think of anything else We will definitely be in touch.
- And I'll talk to you later.
- Okay.
Who are you? Charity.
The Elder.
And I am so sorry to have kept you waiting.
You're an Elder? I j-just thought you'd all be What, old? I know, I know, I know.
I've been saying we need to rebrand.
Are you also an interior designer? 'Cause that was, like, super impressive.
Oh, God no.
No, no, no, no.
I just watch a lot of HGTV while I'm on the treadmill.
In reality, I run an investment fund that uses microloans to help women in developing nations start their own businesses.
We are tackling poverty and inequality through ethical, female-focused capitalism.
Well, we're glad you're here because we're done harboring the Harbinger.
So how do we save Angela? Save Angela? Oh, no, no, no, she can't be saved.
She has to be killed.
Tonight, during the full moon.
With this.
Don't worry, you each get one.
Thank you.
All right, let's go see this thing, huh? We have to kill Angela? So these Elders are just sadists who kill anybody who gets in their way? I mean, that's how they operate? Certainly not.
They are the governing body of witches, and if they say killing the creature is the only way, it's the only way.
The Elders don't make mistakes.
It's not a creature, it's Angela.
And why can't we just get it out of her? I mean, we got that demon out of Brian.
That was just a demon.
This is the Harbinger.
Uh, good day, Elder Callahan.
Glad you arrived safely.
When you didn't respond to this straightaway, I did grow a little concerned.
Well, you know how it is, Harry.
Preparations for a ritual killing are time-consuming.
Indeed.
Ladies.
I've placed a containment spell over the Harbinger.
While it holds, its touch won't be lethal.
However, it will fade by tonight's full moon.
That's when you three must perform the killing before it becomes too powerful to stop.
Something wrong? Something wrong? Our friend has been possessed by a demon in our attic for two days, and you just waltz in here and announce that we're supposed to kill her instead of save her.
Mel, one defers to an Elder.
Think of her as royalty.
Do not reveal your monarchist side to me right now, Harry.
I was just starting to like you.
I-It's all right.
I understand.
It's a shock, but this is a critical time.
There was another Elder assassination.
That's why I came alone.
Security protocol.
- An Elder was killed? - Yes.
The third one since your mother.
Our mother was an Elder? Harry, you didn't tell us our mother was an Elder.
I most certainly did, during my opening speech, when I told you three you were witches.
No, I distinctly remember you used the term "senior" witches.
Which means exactly the same thing.
You just muted him.
That's one of her powers.
Among many, many others.
Okay, then why can't you handle this? Well, I would if I could.
But the ritual requires the Power of Three, and only the Charmed Ones have that.
Trust me, this is new territory for us, too.
So you knew our mother? Oh, very well.
She was a dear friend.
Then you should know she would never let Angela die.
Angela was someone she was trying to save.
Isn't there some other way? Like an exorcism? An exorcism is only effective if there's a soul to be saved.
With a demon this powerful possessing her, I'm afraid Angela is gone.
We can't just give up.
I'm sorry.
I know it's hard, I do.
But, by the end of tonight's full moon, the Harbinger will reach full strength.
- Which means no chains can hold it.
- And as you know from our training sessions, at that point the Harbinger summons the Source with a deluge of blood.
It's homecoming weekend.
Every hotel in town is booked with people.
People filled with blood.
- Jeez, Macy, that's dark.
- And true.
If Angela's already gone I'll prepare things here.
You three get your affairs in order.
We commence at sundown.
Oh, and keep an eye on your girlfriend.
The detective? She and her partner were certainly curious.
We cannot have them sniffing around.
We can't do it; we can't kill Angela.
You heard witch-Olivia-Pope; there's no Angela left.
That enough to just do this ritual killing? I shouldn't have to make decisions like this, I can't even pass World Lit.
I know it's harder for you because you knew her, but you're letting your emotions cloud your judgment.
If we can save all of these people from dying like that rat, there's really no other option.
Wow, that's cold.
No, it's rational.
And that thing did try to kill me on Halloween, so forgive me if I'm having trouble bonding with it.
If you'll excuse me, I have to get to work.
Maybe there's a way to prove that Angela's still in there.
You think Charity's wrong? I think she's too confident that she's right.
And Mom would want us to be sure.
Well, don't be expecting me to touch it and read its thoughts.
You saw what it did to that rat.
I mean like a spell or something.
I'm gonna head home and check The Book of Shadows.
You're supposed to be keeping an eye on Niko.
Make sure she's not suspicious.
It can wait.
I'm sorry, but she's hiding something.
They all are.
I can feel it.
Trip, Mel did not kidnap Angela Wu, okay? That's absurd.
Come on, you saw how jumpy she was.
Yeah, she gets nervous around cops, as plenty of people of color do.
Plus, she hates guns.
She won't even let me bring my sidearm into the house, so just chill, okay? Okay.
I'm just saying, it was weird.
You know, maybe we should focus on whoever killed all those people on Halloween, because Angela Wu could be their next victim.
Or you think my girlfriend did that, too? Point taken.
Mm-hmm.
Thank you.
Let's go.
"Abandon all hope "ye who enter here.
" Dante's inscription above the gates of hell.
As Dante passes through those gates, he hears the screams of the Uncommitted.
The selfish cowards who wouldn't take a stand for either good or evil on earth.
That's it for today.
We'll see you on Friday for the midterm; closed book.
Eight essay questions carefully engineered so I'll know if you just read SparkNotes.
And don't forget: it's 50% of your grade.
Maggie! Maggie! How have I never seen you in this class before? Oh, um, I usually sit in the back, kind of slept through a few.
I'm lucky; I only need four hours of sleep a night.
I am one of those people.
- Do you want to walk over together? - What? We're putting the final touches on the homecoming float.
Oh, my God.
I'm so sorry, I can't make it.
Look, I'm on the verge of flunking this class, so I have to ace the midterm, but I've only read half the book.
Well, honey, why didn't you say so? Don't worry; Parker can help Parker! - Parker.
- Oh, he can? Yes; my bae is not only a literary genius, - he also read Dante in middle school.
- Mm-hmm.
My dad liked to assign us a classic piece of literature to discuss at dinner.
And yes, it's as fun as it sounds.
Can you help Maggie ace the midterm for me? I can't have my favorite pledge bring down our house GPA.
Sure, no problem.
Then it's decided.
Thanks.
Oh, my Gosh.
Something wrong? Just thinking.
A-About? You know, utilitarianism.
You do know daydreaming is supposed to be fun, right? Like, if I got trapped in Drake's body, what's the first ridiculous thing I'd buy? You were seriously sitting over there thinking about utilitarianism? M-My sisters and I like to do breakfast trivia.
So tell me.
If you had to choose to kill one person, or, say, all of Hilltowne would almost certainly die, would you do it? Nope.
You said "almost certainly," so, if there's a chance, then I'm gonna find another way.
But we're scientists.
If, statistically, the risk of saving this one - could kill thousands - Look, I know it would make sense rationally, but it would feel so wrong.
I-I don't think I could kill someone.
No, of course it would feel wrong.
But, we have to make judgments based on fact, not emotions, don't we? I don't know.
Who's to say emotions aren't just as valuable? Look, I-I know we're scientists, but it doesn't mean we have to be cold, you know? Listen, I didn't come over here to talk about moral hypotheticals.
You've just been so busy since Halloween, um, we haven't really had a chance to talk.
So, would you like to go to the homecoming tailgate with me tonight? Tonight.
I would love to, I really would, I-it's just I have a thing.
With my sisters.
Understood.
Maybe some other time.
How do I tell if Angela's still in there? Anima revelare.
Veni foras.
Where am I? What's happening? Angela? Mel? Is that you? Angela.
Hold on.
Help me, it's too strong She's really in there.
And she's never coming out.
We'll see about that.
I understand, but our main goal isn't to maximize profits; it's to build communities of women supporting women.
I need to run, can we pick this up later? Mm-hmm.
Charity, there was a lost souls spell in the Book and Angela came out.
Not literally, she's still trapped inside with that thing.
But what I mean is, her soul is still alive.
She's just trapped inside.
This is what you've been up to? I told you to keep an eye on your girlfriend.
You said Angela was gone and she isn't.
Fine.
I was wrong, then, I can admit that, but it does not change the calculus, we still must follow through with the ritual killing.
"Calculus"? What about "women supporting women"? There's a woman that needs our help and you want me to kill her? It is for the greater good.
A demon this powerful has never been exorcised before.
Which doesn't mean it can't be done.
Mel, you're an impressive witch, but you don't know what you don't know.
Let me be a source of wisdom for you.
That's what we Elders are here to help do.
My mom was an Elder, too.
And she would have never done this.
She would want me to find a way to save Angela.
And I knew your mother in a different way.
As a witch with incredible discernment and the ability to do what had to be done, no matter what.
And as her fellow Elder, I am telling you that an exorcism is a non-starter.
- And frankly, I don't have the time - What if I do it anyway? Knock yourself out.
You need a voice to speak a spell.
It's not happening; are we clear? - We don't have much time.
- What happened? - Is everything okay? - I don't know.
I'm just going on instinct.
Please tell me that's not Harbie in the trunk.
That's not Harbie in the trunk.
Mel! It's not the Harbinger; it's Angela Wu.
I did a soul spell and she's still in there.
And when I told Charity, she couldn't care less.
And since Macy's as clinical as Charity, I had no choice.
Please tell me you have a plan other than driving a super lethal demon around Hilltowne in our hatchback.
We literally left five minutes ago, of course I don't have a plan.
I used to hate studying.
Now I'd give anything just to be cramming for my midterm.
I have The Book of Shadows.
We'll find an exorcism spell, get this thing out of Angela before it's too powerful to stop us.
We just need to find somewhere private.
I know a place.
Oh, no, no, no.
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
What? Don't look now, but I think Trip is following us.
- Maggie, get down! - Hey! Well, what are we gonna do? I can freeze time, remember? We'll just drive away.
But then it's gonna look like our car just disappeared.
Well, what other choice do we have? Get in the car.
- Get in the car! Go.
- Okay.
Freakin' weirdo.
Hey, Trip, I'm at the station.
Where are you? Hello? Hey, are you there? What are you doing? - I got to call you back.
- Wait, hey I put it under the microscope.
What killed the rat is similar in DNA structure to smallpox, only much more lethal because it kills instantly.
It's not airborne yet, but it could be soon.
And if the Harbinger gets loose, it's a walking pandemic.
Don't worry, we won't let it come to that.
She disobeyed my orders.
That's Mel's specialty.
Bring them back immediately.
There are a dozen exorcism spells in here.
Find one that won't hurt the Kappa float.
Lucy's sure it's gonna win.
Show me an exorcism spell strong enough to take down the Harbinger.
It's blank.
What's that mean? Girls, what the hell are you doing? Angela is still in there.
- I cast a spell and I saw her.
- You did? But that That's right.
Charity was wrong.
We can't kill Angela now.
But the full moon is rising.
And soon Elder Callahan's containment spell will wear off.
I see no other choice but to take it back to the house and do the ritual killing as planned.
It's not an "it," it's a "her.
" And it's partially my fault that she's in this situation.
Whatever do you mean? Professor Thaine was sexually harassing her.
She came to Mom for advice, and I told her to report it.
She did, and the stress of it made her OD and put her in a coma, where she was possessed by the Harbinger.
I can't kill her.
We have to save Angela.
Your sisters are, uh, clearly emotional.
But you, you got a real knack for this.
For what? Leadership.
Just like your mother.
Did she ever mention me? No.
No, she never did.
In fact, none of the Elders knew about you.
We were just as surprised as you were when you three became the Charmed Ones.
But now that I know, it does make sense.
Years ago, when we were young witches just starting out, she asked me to place a spell on her.
She wouldn't tell me what it was about, just that she couldn't perform it on herself.
The spell was, uh, brutal.
It extracted all of her pain and anguish over some tragic loss, so she could go on living.
I never knew what that loss was Till now.
Sorry.
Would you excuse me while I get myself together? Of course.
It had to have flipped there for a reason.
Maybe it's invisible magic ink? Can I help? I want to save Angela.
An anguish spell.
That makes so much sense.
And I'm sorry for criticizing you for making your decision based on your emotions.
I-It's just I've spent my entire life trying to keep mine in check.
And-and I guess it comes off as cold, but it's how I protect myself.
If Angela really is in there, I want to save her.
So let's do the exorcism.
We would if we could, but It opened to this blank page.
That is now magically revealing itself? That's Mom's handwriting.
All of our names are on it.
It's in Spanish.
Looks like a SanterÃa-based spell.
Unsanctioned by the Elders.
She wrote it for us, but why? So you three would find it.
She knew this moment would come.
Her power was prophecy.
Ladies, it's fated you three should unite in this mission.
Harry, you're disobeying the Elders? Not all of them.
Mom.
So what are you waiting for? It's time to save Angela Wu.
Here we are, the sacred container to imprison the demon.
It's either that or a crushed beer can, ladies, take your pick.
All right, so do we have everything we need? Can we please just do this already? "Enchanted vessel to trap the Harbinger.
" Got it.
We have the incantation spell right here.
This says that we have to lay hands.
Touch her? No.
Did you see what it did to that rat? Maggie's right.
The full moon is approaching, and the containment spell is wearing off.
One touch And we all get its pestilence and die.
Exactly.
Then we can't do the exorcism spell.
We can if we use chemical resistant nitrile gloves.
We wear them in the lab when handling hazardous materials.
If we wear them, I'm almost certain we'll survive.
- You're almost certain? - Maggie, we have no other choice.
I know, but do we really have to touch her? It's gonna be a gazillion times worse for me.
I'm gonna be reading her monster mind.
It's too much.
I'm supposed to be cramming for my midterm, not maybe dying from a demon virus.
What was that? I'll find out and get rid of it.
In the meantime, you and Macy go and get those gloves.
I'll keep an eye on Angela.
- Okay.
- Okay.
Hey, you.
Parker.
What are you doing here? Well, I'm definitely not here to stash a box of illegal fireworks to fire off of the Phi Delta at Homecoming tomorrow.
I could ask you the same thing.
Shouldn't you be at home, prepping for our study session? Oh, I-I'm just cleaning up.
What's the point of reading the book? Never gonna pass the test anyways.
Hey, I'm offended.
I'm a really good tutor.
Well, you have your work cut out for you.
I only got into this school because my mom was on the faculty.
I haven't known you long, but it's clear you're very smart.
No.
My sisters are.
School's just never really been my thing.
Well, maybe that's just the story you keep telling yourself.
When I was growing up, I wanted so badly to be able to play guitar like my big brother, but no matter how much I practiced, he was always better.
So I told myself I was just someone that couldn't play the guitar, and that's what I became.
So what did you do? Oh, I still can't play the guitar.
My brother can shred.
At best, I'm, like, the douchey guy playing the folk song in the corner at the party.
Hmm.
But I'm trying to help you avoid the error of my ways.
Tell yourself a different story.
You can shred, Maggie.
What are you looking at? We can't I shouldn't have done that.
That was a mistake.
You should just go.
Maggie, quick! The compass that summons Elder Callahan.
Stay back.
The containment spell's worn off.
Time's up, witches.
Hurry up, I can't hold it for long.
Once the full moon rises, the Harbinger will be unstoppable.
Marisol saw this coming.
She left this spell for them.
She had the power of prophecy, but her predictions didn't always come true.
Still, you know what it's like, don't you, Charity? To break the rules and follow your instincts.
We can't risk it.
It will work.
You don't have to trust us.
You knew our mother well; trust her.
Hurry up, before I change my mind.
I can do this.
I can shred.
Hago un llamado a Babalú-Ayé, dios de los enfermos, parar que inhabilite a éste demonio.
Remueva la fuerza que tiene sobre éste inocente.
Y Exorcize al Heraldo, permitiendo que paz y tranquilidad regrese al poseÃdo.
Sana y renuncia a éste adversario del mal.
¡De éste apóstol de la oscuridad, lÃbranos! - Is it working? - I don't know.
We've got to get Angela to fight back.
I-I'm an empath, maybe I can try reaching her? Do it.
¡El Poder de Tres lo compela! We're here to help you.
I'm scared.
Whoa! You guys, you guys, it worked! I sent her my thoughts and she's in there.
She heard me.
Angela! Angela, you've got to fight back! I can't do it.
I can't.
Tell yourself a different story, Angela.
You're strong enough.
You can do it.
¡Observa, el Poder de Tres! ¡Observa, el Poder de Tres! ¡Observa, el Poder de Tres! Angela! Detective, stay back! Hands in the air! All of you! Angela! She's breathing.
She's breathing.
- Look, he's hurt.
- Oh, my God, Trip.
What happened? Trip! He's not breathing.
Trip, are you there? Copy.
The police will be here any minute.
You should go.
- No, but Trip is dead.
- Mel, Mel, I'll handle it.
Trip, what's your 20? Do you copy? Trip? What happened? What did you do? I dealt with Officer Bailey's death in a way that wouldn't raise suspicions.
This is my fault.
You told me to talk to Niko.
I could've kept him away.
You couldn't have known this would happen.
It's the one part of the job that doesn't get any easier.
I've dealt with it, your mother dealt with it, and, well, now you.
Where's Angela? With my sisters.
She's asleep.
Again.
Why don't you join them, hmm? I think you should be there when the woman whose life you saved wakes up.
So, I came out of my coma last week and just showed up at your Halloween party? Why don't I remember anything? How did I end up here? Blackouts can be a pretty common occurrence among coma survivors.
Anything from fluorescent lighting to alcohol consumption can prevent the hippocampus from forming memories.
I just remember complete darkness.
It was like I was trying to get out, but nothing worked.
And then I heard a voice.
It made me feel strong, like I wasn't alone.
You are not alone, Angela.
We are here for you.
Yeah.
I know.
I can't believe I'm alive.
For pity's sake, you'd think with such frequent visits from an Englishman, you could at least stock your pantry with tea that isn't absolute rubbish.
But also, congratulations, ladies.
You did it.
Angela's still asleep.
Where's Charity? She left with the sacred vessel.
The paint can.
She'll store it somewhere safe.
What's up with you and Charity anyways? Sounds like you two have a past.
I was born in 1920, so yes, I have a past, and it' of your business.
Anyhow, despite Charity's assistance, the Elders will be displeased we disobeyed their orders.
Even though we know now they were wrong, they're still the governing body, and there'll be consequences.
But that's tomorrow's problem.
Harry? Yes, Melanie.
Congratulations to you, too.
You were rad tonight.
- Hey, Parker.
- Hey.
You ready? Um Right, a-about last night What you said really helped me.
That's great.
And I've-I've asked for an extension from Professor Brown.
I need more time to prepare, and I want to prove to myself I can do this on my own.
Oh.
Yeah, um That kiss was a mistake.
One we can't make again.
I'll see you in class, I guess.
Yeah.
I'll see you in class.
You okay? It's Trip.
I can't Get him out of my head.
Don't beat yourself up.
You saved Angela.
Mom would be proud.
I haven't heard from Niko.
She must be crushed.
I can't believe it.
Mel, he's dead.
He hanged himself at the warehouse.
And there's evidence linking him to the Halloween murders.
Mel, they think he killed all those people.
Wait, what? My own partner, I thought I knew him.
I can't believe it.
He was my friend.
I know.
Shh It's okay.
It's okay.
Ah, the trip went well.
Yeah, these three young women are ready to take on the world.
Young people these days, so idealistic, huh? I'll be in the office by noon.
Would you mind Switching paint cans with me? Pleasure doing business with you.