Charmed s07e02 Episode Script

- That's not me.
|- Sure looks like you.
No, I mean, the picture's me.
|The column is not me.
I knew a man couldn't|give advice like a woman.
Men are all about, like,|fixing the problem.
Isn't that what advice columnists|are supposed to do? No I mean, yes.
But first you're supposed to listen, then you're supposed to validate|feelings.
That's what a woman would do.
But not a man.
|They go straight to fixing it.
This glass ceiling in Sausalito? Leslie tells this woman step by step|how to deal with her boss.
There are no feelings in there,|no emotions.
My readers are gonna read that.
|They're gonna know I did not write it.
- This is a nightmare.
|- Honestly, it's real subtle.
They might not notice.
Even the letters that he picks,|they're all fix-it letters.
I left him three messages about this|yesterday.
He did not call me back.
I thought the whole point|of this little vacation was for you to relax and recharge.
Yeah, I know.
But it's still|my column.
I still care about it.
Any big change takes some adjusting, so for a while you're|gonna feel a little lost.
See, you just validated my feelings.
Phoebe, you need to stop obsessing, unless, of course,|you're obsessing 'cause you like him.
No, I don't like him.
He's like Well, forget about it and find|something else to obsess about.
I know, you're right.
I have|to find a way to channel my energy, find something to be passionate about.
Paige with Magic School, you saving Leo.
I'm not saving him.
I'm just hoping|that by spending some time with the boys that he'll feel loved and needed, and realise that life|isn't all that bad.
Excuse me, but you're gonna|have to take that someplace else.
- Take what?|- You know, that.
- It's called breast-feeding.
|- Customers are complaining.
What? - Let's go.
I gotta go anyway.
|- No, Piper.
You've done nothing wrong.
- You can't do this.
|- Actually, yeah, I can.
Sorry.
- It's no big deal.
Let's go.
|- That's horrible.
We're goin'.
This is a losing battle.
Magic School was a noble experiment.
But I'm afraid it's run its course.
What about these kids?|Where are they going to go, to learn how to develop their magic? - Where did you learn to develop yours?|- I learned from my sisters, and they did from their mother and|grandmother.
But not everybody has that.
What these kids need What these kids need is guidance.
The point remains,|that with Gideon no longer around, the safety of this institution,|both to the students and to the outside world,|can no longer be guaranteed.
I can guarantee it! I mean, I can try to guarantee it.
I fight demons on a weekly basis,|and I think that more than qualifies me to be able to deal|with some magical students.
Like I said, they need some guidance.
She can guide me any day.
Check it out,|I just cast an awesome spell.
These kids are special.
Naked woman! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to conjure her.
|It was an accident.
It's okay, Duncan.
|I know you didn't mean to.
Just tell me what happened, fast! I don't know.
I was bored,|messing around with a history book, and then poof, out popped Lady Godiva.
That's Lady Godiva.
|That is so cool.
I mean, it's not cool.
But it's okay.
Send her back|and everything will be fine.
I don't know how to.
|I only know how to conjure her.
Okay, that is bad.
Not that you're bad,|this is a bad situation.
But I know you didn't mean it|so you're not really bad.
It's okay.
We'll fix it.
I hope.
Need to borrow this.
|I'll have it dry-cleaned.
- Is that who I think it is?|- Lady Godiva.
Pretty impressive use of magic? Don't you know how dangerous it is|to mess with history? - If we don't send her back before|- I'm all over it.
That's it! Shoo! Get out of here! Get out with your raging hormones!|Bye, bye.
- Lame.
|- What happened? Where am I? - What is this place?|- It's okay, you're safe.
I'm gonna take you home, okay? Oh, well, well, that's one|screwed-up mess you made.
Good job, Duncan.
You scored big.
Shut up, Simon, leave me alone.
Nice thing about the Magic School,|such intense frustration.
All pent-up.
Let me help you let it out.
Pack your bags, boys,|Duncan just got us evicted.
You son of a bitch, leave me alone!|Stop picking on me! Hey, break it up.
Interesting.
I have a very good feeling about this.
Piper, I can't believe you,|of all people, are against this.
We have to do something.
You are not writing a letter|to Ask Phoebe about my breast.
Leo! You're the one|that said I needed a cause.
So you can keep your mind off|the column, not write a letter to it.
How am I supposed|to keep my mind off of the column when he's about to blow my cover,|maybe even my career? You're obsessing.
Leo, you're late! I don't know what you're worried about.
|He won't pick the letter.
It's way too feminine.
Somehow I know you're gonna|find a way to make him pick it.
So what? We hit|two Neanderthals with one stone.
I cannot believe|you're not supporting me.
What is there to support?|Phoebe, it's already a law.
- So let's sue the manager.
|- I don't have time to sue.
I have other things|to worry about like work.
I'm on sabbatical, I don't have|to worry about that.
I'm lost.
For crying out loud, Leo! That's not Leo.
Hey, guys.
Book still upstairs? - Wait a minute.
|- Hold it.
What happened? Well, this is Godiva.
Say hello.
Godiva? As in Lady Godiva in the flesh, so to speak.
- Are they witches too?|- Yeah.
The meeting kind of went long,|got a little boring, - and the kids grew restless and|- So they conjured a sex object? I'm no sex object! I was riding|through town in my natural state to protest my husband's unjust taxes! Wait.
Riding as in plucked out|in the middle of? Paige, she has to finish that ride|or else it could change Yeah, history as we know it, I got it.
Even worse,|if I don't send her back soon, the Elders are gonna|shut down Magic School.
I don't think that's worse|than changing the course of history.
Okay, okay.
On the other hand, how much history could a naked lady on horseback affect? - Excuse me! My ride is important.
|- Okay.
Even so, need to find a spell|to send you back.
Come on.
See what I mean? We have|bigger naked breasts to worry about.
Paige has her naked breasts|to worry about, I've got yours.
Leo! Piper! Sorry to interrupt, but I'm late|for work.
Wyatt's been fed, Chris has had his early nap|and they're just very excited to see ya.
Now's not really a good time.
But when is a good time?|Sometimes we just have to make the time.
Once I've taken care|of any threats towards them.
Don't be ridiculous.
|You can't vanquish every threat.
Besides, even if you did,|it doesn't change the fact that I killed another Elder? - Yeah, but it wasn't your fault.
|- It doesn't change the facts.
The fact is the boys need a father.
|That's really all that matters.
I can't understand|why you're focusing on bad stuff when you have|some good stuff in your life.
Hi.
Could you please|not do that around the children? - You brought them here.
|- Your son brought us here.
There's a scouter demon in the swamp.
|If I don't go there If I don't spend some time in P3,|we will lose our only source of income.
- I can't do this.
|- Yes, you can.
Just make sure you burp Chris,|and you will be fine.
Now I gotta go, so help me out.
- Phoebe.
|- Hi! - What are you doing here?|- I came to look for my favourite pen.
I left it in here somewhere.
I can't|seem to write a thing without it.
I dumped all your stuff|in this bottom cabinet here.
- Oh, you dumped?|- What does it look like? It's a fountain pen,|nothing really special.
Hey, since I'm here,|maybe I can help with stuff.
Help? Yeah, you know, maybe help|pick tomorrow's letter or something.
- I thought you were on sabbatical.
|- Still my column.
Having a little trouble|letting go, I see.
No.
I'm not having trouble letting go.
I just came here to find my pen.
Couple weeks, you won't notice.
I'm afraid my readers|are already noticing.
- That you can't find your pen?|- That I'm a man.
I mean, you're a man when|you're supposed to be a woman.
You're not very good at picking letters.
|You only pick problems you can solve.
For someone taking a break,|you've given this a lot of thought.
I'm just saying, you know, that I mean, the point What was I saying? Something to do|with, "Me Tarzan, you Jane.
" Yeah, cute.
Very cute.
Let's see.
Oh, what's this one? Oh, this looks like a great one.
"Breast-feeding in Bayshore".
|What do you say? Breast-feeding? Seems a little cause-y, don't you think? - Out of your league?|- No, I like breasts, I just don't feel the need|to give any advice on them.
Yeah.
Like I said,|you're not good at picking letters.
So, if you find my pen, please call me.
Okay.
Queen Elizabeth.
Catherine the Great.
Joan of Arc.
Lady Godiva.
|Good thing you have long hair.
I'm in the history books? Yes, and if I can keep anything|from happening to you before I send you back,|you'll remain there.
- What's wrong?|- Lord Dyson.
- Is that your husband?|- No.
An evil land baron who feeds on the pain of peasants,|suppresses them for his own gain.
He's the weasel who convinced|my husband to tax them.
Were you scared, doing what you did? It was what, 1,000 years|before women received equal rights? It's the right thing.
It's the|only way to make my husband see I was serious|about my stand to shock him.
And history, too, apparently.
Okay, mount up.
- Will it be painful?|- No, it's magic.
- You won't feel a thing.
|- Magic.
I didn't think it really existed.
Oh, it exists.
|It's just something that's hidden.
You can't see it.
See, not a lot of things have changed.
Robe? Oh, I almost forgot.
Good luck saving all this.
Thanks.
Good luck on your ride.
From lands afar|and time and space Take her now from this, our place One that dwells so must remain Send her back to her domain What's wrong? I don't know, it should have worked.
Stay here.
What happened? You tell me.
You were the one who said|you could control these students.
I don't see how conjuring|Lady Godiva caused this.
Unless she wasn't|the only thing conjured.
Boxes! At least this shows how much kids need|help learning to control their magic.
This is a disaster.
|A complete, utter disaster! By all means, don't repress yourself.
- To be whole again.
|- Who the hell are you? I've had it with you|and your stupid ideas! So much repression to feed on.
You! My lady.
Watch out! No matter.
I'll just collect more power|and then I'll be back.
It's okay, it's just a graze.
I still can't believe|an Elder attacked you.
I know, they're supposed|to be pacifists, right? Have you seen Leo lately? Speaking of which Leo! He's a little mad at me.
I can't say I|blame him.
I did kind of mess things up.
Well, that doesn't explain|why he tried to kill you.
Pardon me.
I think the demon did something to that|Elder, freed up his repressed anger.
He probably|wasn't breast-fed as a child.
- Phoebe!|- What? We wouldn't even be in this situation,|the demon wouldn't even be here if I hadn't had the great stroke|of genius to try to save school.
- Why do you think he tried to kill her?|- If I could just Maybe he knew that since they came|together, they have to leave together.
- Why wouldn't he want to go back?|- If you would just listen to me! - Oh, wow!|- That's just a lot.
It is apparently still the only way|I can get anybody to listen to me! Woman, keep your clothes on.
|This is a family show, really.
I know that man,|or demon as you call him.
- It's Lord Dyson.
|- The land baron? Except in my time he was different.
Smaller, weaker.
Okay, so how did he get stronger? It's okay, doorbell,|newfangled contraption.
- Oh, my God! Oh, my God, it's Leslie.
|- Don't answer it.
- What if it's about my letter?|- Forget the letter.
- Can everyone have a cause but me?|- Yes! Upstairs.
Upstairs! Leslie, hey.
What a surprise.
I brought you a peace offering.
- Oh, those are my sisters.
|- I thought you just had two.
Yeah, the other one is a cousin,|distant cousin, twice removed.
Come in, come in.
So, you drove all the way over here|just to give me this lovely pen? Well, it's your pen, isn't it? You know this is not my pen.
You're right.
Bought that|from a street vendor on my way over.
Just looking for an excuse.
You have a nice place.
The paper|pays you better than I thought.
So, what are you really doing here? I thought you might|like a chance to apologise.
- For what?|- Trying to slip that letter past me.
- What?|- Look, I know you wrote it.
I recognise your handwriting.
|I've studied your work.
You have? How else am I gonna get away|with ghost-writing a column for you? That's the problem.
I don't|think you're getting away with it.
Because I'm a man.
Because you pick letters|a man would pick.
Ask Phoebe wouldn't pick|a breast-feeding letter.
- Oh, no?|- No, because it's a cause.
- She doesn't do causes.
|- I know what letters I'd pick.
Then why are you taking a sabbatical? Look, I'm sorry.
It's just|The only reason I took this gig is 'cause I'm a huge fan of yours.
I mean, of your column.
And I just want|to do the best job I can, but I can't really do that with you|looking over my shoulder all the time.
All right? All right.
All right.
Would it be cheating too much if I|peeked ahead to see what becomes of me? Well, seeing as you're probably not|going to remember any of this, I don't see why not.
The closest thing I can find|is a demon who feeds off anger, but you already got him Remember when Leo used|to come when you called him? It says here your Lord Dyson|mysteriously disappeared the day you rode through town.
Well, I doubt that's just a coincidence.
And the tax was repealed,|which means I accomplished my goal.
No offence, lady, but you drop|your trousers, liberation for all, and suddenly your demon vanishes off the|face of the earth for all of eternity? - Isn't that a little far-fetched?|- No.
Not if the demon|feeds off of repressions.
Maybe that's how he gains his strength.
Well, then, that would|make the reverse true as well.
Your ride starved him into oblivion.
Please tell me you weren't|vanquishing demons with the children! Chris was fussy, it calmed him.
Oh, really? - Is that Lady?|- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
A little healing, a little healing.
And then we need you|to find out what they know - about some sort of repressor demon.
|- You want me to go up there? I'll get the Elfin nanny|to watch the kids.
- That's not what I was worried about.
|- Hello.
Heal, ouch, hurt.
Focus.
It wouldn't hurt to have a chat with the|Elders to see what they think about the demon.
- What if they know about?|- If they knew, we would know by now.
Are they talking about Lord Dyson? No, they're talking|about something that Leo did - that they don't want me to know about.
|- Just go.
Let's find out what we can|about this repressor demon before it starts to feed off|our repressions, shall we? So this is the land of the free? Hey, hey, sorry.
Oh, infuriating, isn't it? Well, don't hold back.
Let it out.
Such a plethora of repression,|it's hard to choose.
Who's next? Who's next? Oh, I love this century! More.
I need more.
Come on, who's still|out there holding it in? Sorry to have kept you waiting.
Why do we have to meet here? - Why couldn't we meet up there?|- You didn't hear? An Elder's gone missing, Leo.
|Perhaps killed.
- We can't be too careful.
|- You think I did it? - You killed Gideon.
|- He tried to kill my son.
- I was protecting my family.
|- We understand.
But this is different.
The Elder was Zola, Leo.
And we understand that he was trying|to reach out to you when he disappeared.
We are your family, Leo.
|You are one of us.
I don't know that I am any more.
Everything's changed.
Just because of what Gideon did? Leo, good is not perfect.
Sometimes it messes up.
But that doesn't mean|it isn't still good.
And we are.
- Are we?|- Listen to me, Leo.
We have sensed a great|and new threat gathering, one which will take|everything we've got to fight.
And we need you for that.
|We're gonna need everyone.
You know what I need? I need information on a demon|that feeds on repression.
Can you help me out or not? I'll see what I can do.
Think about what I've said.
You can't trust her.
You can't trust any of them any more.
Why are you doing this to me? Who are you? I can't believe how empty|this place is without students.
Well, I'm hoping you'll|find a way to save it after all this, - for your nephews' sake.
|- Thanks, no pressure.
Nope.
- Ready to summon?|- Yep, all ready to go.
I think we should wait for Leo|and find out what he knows.
It doesn't matter.
|History will take care of them, - as long as you finish your ride.
|- Promise.
And thank you for giving me|a glimpse of what's to come.
Thank you, for showing us|you're more than a box of chocolates.
- I'm sorry?|- Never mind.
Okay, here we go.
We look to find the evil set free Bring this demon before us three Hi, there.
- Why didn't he explode?|- Chanting, chanting.
Okay, okay, okay.
|From lands afar, in time and space Take them now from this our place|To the dwell, some must remain Send them back to their domain It worked! That's not good.
Well, at least they're gone.
Great, will you guys drop me off|at the office on your orb home? I thought you weren't looking over|Leslie's shoulders any more.
Well, I'm not, but first I have|to get him to pick my letter.
Orbing! Okay, thanks, meet you guys at home.
Looks like everyone took Elise's|sexual harassment memo literally.
Phoebe? What are you doing here? And what are you wearing?|Who? Who's watching our children? Why aren't you at home with them? - Excuse me?|- Come on.
Okay, what the hell is going on? I think I know.
We should have waited for Leo.
Shut up! It's not so bad if you like grey.
I don't understand|how everything changed so much.
Well, we sent the demon back|stronger than when he came.
Strong enough to kill Lady Godiva.
It's hard to believe|her ride affected just everything.
Apparently it had an impact on us women because it sent us back|like a thousand years or so.
- We have to fix this.
|- Oh, no! I left Wyatt and Chris|with the Elfin nanny before That's okay, they're boys.
|They're probably treated like royalty.
Hey, why didn't we change? Probably because we were|at Magic School and protected? What do these women think they're doing? Okay, guys, I think we're attracting|a little too much attention here.
What say we orb back|to the Book of Shadows? - I don't want to go home.
|- Why? Did you hear what Leslie said? We can't stay here,|we're attracting too much attention.
Yeah, and we wouldn't want|to be flogged.
So much for your|breast-feeding campaign.
- Cute.
|- Hey! Every peep out of you adds|an extra flogging to your sentence.
What is flogging exactly? I don't know but how about we orb out|of here so we don't have to find out.
Where are we gonna go?|We still have to fix this somehow.
- That's two extra floggings each!|- Okay.
Look, we need to figure out something|'cause I need to feed someone soon.
What if Lady Godiva is still alive? Paige, I know you're upset.
We all are.
|But we can't bring her back to life.
No, why can't we conjure her? She'd still be alive and her ride|would still be ahead of her.
I don't know how that's|gonna get us back to our world.
Maybe it will|if she can finish her ride.
We'd have to vanquish the demon first.
- We just have to get out of here.
|- Leo! Oh, what if he's different|in this world too? That s a mighty fine question.
Leo! What are you guys doing here?|What are you wearing? Look, we're kind of in a hurry,|so Cliff Notes version: Demon killed Lady Godiva,|we changed history, we gotta fix it.
So, are you with me or what? Lady Godiva? Yeah, she probably|doesn't mean much to you, but apparently she means a lot to us.
Duncan.
We're gonna|need Duncan to conjure her.
Leo, can you take me to Magic School? Magic School's been shut for years.
|Everyone's in hiding here, even demons.
- No one dare uses magic.
|- Talk about repressed.
But magic still exists, which means|this kid Duncan has to be somewhere.
They got no place else to go.
Keep them here for their own safety.
Go back to Phoebe and Piper.
|Help them find the history book, we're gonna need it.
Don't ask,|it will just give you a headache.
Duncan? Nobody by that name here.
Yeah, well,|I don't have time to play games.
Yeah, neither do I, so if you're|thinking of jacking my stash, don't.
Murdock root, this is your stash? Look, lady, I'm warning you.
|Back off, understand? - You one of them Freedom Fighters?|- I don't know about that, but I would like to free you|from this life you've got going here.
- I just need a conjuring spell.
|- Are you trying to get me hanged? 'Cause these guys get away with piss-ass|magic doesn't mean we're not watched! I come from a world|where good magic isn't wasted.
And it can be that way again.
|I need your conjuring spell.
You are one of the do-gooders,|spewing that crap.
No, this is crap, okay?|Because I know you have dreams, you have hopes,|and you're just suppressing them.
Think I'm scared of my dreams?|No, 'cause I'm not! You have a choice.
|You can either step up and be a man, or you can crawl back in your rat hole.
It's up to you.
No Joan of Arc, no Catherine the Great,|none of them are in here.
Keep looking.
It's pretty amazing that this world|is so much more repressed, and yet Leo seems freer.
Yeah, I almost forgot what he was like.
Okay, I got the spell.
|Did you find Godiva? Yep, right here.
|But talk about your fine print.
It doesn't matter,|as long as she's in there.
So, wait, I don't understand.
|If you return her back to just before she was killed,|history will reverse itself? Warned you about|the headache thing, right? We get them here, you blast Dyson|and we send her back right away.
- I thought we send them back together.
|- Not if Dyson doesn't exist any more.
But first we gotta make sure we're okay.
There's no buried resentments that a|hungry demon could feed off of? Phoebe? No, I'm fine.
As long as Leslie's|not in the room, I'm fine.
You? No.
I pretty much tell you guys|when I'm pissed off.
That's a good point.
Paige? Sometimes I feel repressed|being the little sister.
What, you want to be the oldest sister?|Come on now, get over it.
Okay, I'm over it.
Where royals once lived, so did she Bring forth the naked lady|from the 11th century That's more like it.
Paige, I thought you were|sending me back? Change of plans.
Perhaps I need a little more power.
Okay.
Nice try.
Piper.
So much bottled up anger.
You know what?|Enough with your moping.
The Elders screwed you?|What about me? What are you doing? I am not gonna raise|two little boys all on my own because you're too busy|feeling sorry for yourself, all right? So get over it! Seriously! Now, where was I? Energy ball! - That's not good.
|- Piper, enough! Okay, you get Piper, I'll get him.
- Piper!|- Piper, snap out of it! It's the demon doing this to you,|not Leo! No! Piper.
How am I supposed|to know I was so repressed? You couldn't tell? I'm a working single mother,|I barely have time to brush my teeth, - let alone self-reflection.
|- You should make time.
Nothing that needed healing.
|She's a little shaken up.
- I bet she is.
|- Well, we better come up with a plan because Dyson|is getting stronger as we speak.
- Thanks to Piper.
|- All right! - When he comes back|- And he will.
he might be too strong to stop, especially if he taps|into Leo's repressed rage.
I'm not going to be able|to finish my ride, am I? No, you're not.
Orb her out of here.
No, she won't stand a chance,|he'll feed off Leo.
Just get her out of here,|we'll think of something.
"We'll think of something"?|That's the best you can do? I'm officially open to other ideas.
Okay, maybe we should let him|get to Leo.
Maybe he'll overdose.
- Or become unstoppable.
|- He already is that.
Okay, I am orbing you guys out of here.
No, actually you're gonna|let him feed on you.
See ya! - Good luck, man!|- What? Let's see what|you've been hiding from me.
There's so much, so ready to come out.
Let it out, let it all out.
You demons have it so easy.
No morality to worry about, no attachments, no one to lose.
Yeah, you tell him, Leo.
When you kill, you feel nothing! How you doing? Feels good to get rid|of all that stuff, huh? You did it, you vanquished him.
Thanks to Leo.
Finally, I'm free! Yes, you are.
Me? Why don't you send her back?|I don't want to use magic any more.
You can't stop using magic any more|than you can stop breathing, Duncan.
Well, I don't want|to be that way any more.
You don't have a choice, none of us do.
Look, you messed up, big deal! That's what you're here for, to learn,|to gain control over your powers.
You have to show that you can fix this|for all our sakes.
What if they're watching? I hope they're watching.
|You can do this.
So you ready to go back? I can't wait.
Duncan, the spell? Right.
Right.
A time for everything|and everything in place Return what's been moved|through time and space I knew you could do it.
I got this one.
You can't help yourself, can you, Paige?|You just can't leave well enough alone.
If "well enough alone"|means shutting down Magic School, then no.
Then no, I can't.
If you don't give these amazing kids|a place to go and express themselves, then you are going to be crushing|their spirits and relegating them to hiding in caves and alleyways|and abusing magic - with nowhere else to turn!|- I think you've made your point.
- So|- So we won't shut it down.
|- What? As long as you can prove|that you can keep running it.
Me? Oh, no, no, no.
No, I'll find someone.
You can do this.
Hey, this better be good.
I was just in the middle|of putting Wyatt down for a nap.
Yeah, it looks like Lady Godiva has|quite an impact on our Phoebe's cause.
Oh, my goodness.
Yeah! This man is still living|in the 11th century.
He wants women to be barefoot|and pregnant and stay at home.
He thinks we should be ashamed|of breast-feeding, the most natural thing in the world.
|Well, shame on him! I'm not ashamed|and neither should you be.
It's a shame that women have|to take off their clothes to be heard.
We shouldn't have to be|exploited like this.
Right? Right! Yeah! There! Are you satisfied now?