Charmed s08e07 Episode Script

All right, come on.
Come on, come on.
Billie? Oh, hey.
Hey, what are you doing? Scrying.
At 7 in the morning? Well, actually,|I've been doing this all night long.
I'm just trying to find my sister.
Now that I know a demon took her,|I have to try, right? Billie I know, I know he's got|a 15-year head start on me, but, you know, I just figure,|if I keep doing this, then sooner or later You think she's still alive? She has to be.
Okay, here's the thing.
If she's alive, we'll find her.
|I promise you that.
But you can't let yourself|become obsessed with this.
I can't exactly let it go either.
But you don't want it|to consume your life.
I know, it's hard.
Aren't you supposed to be at school|or something? No, I can't focus on anything,|not school right now especially.
I think maybe going to class|would be a good thing for you.
No, I can't.
What if there's a demon|and I'm not here? I can't help out.
I don't see any demons.
|Do you see any demons? Time to make room for another.
What the hell? Where am I? What's going on? You're out of time, J.
D.
You're no longer useful to me.
What are you talking about?|Who are you? Oh, my God! Is he still alive? I think so.
Call 911.
Hey there, can I borrow your car?|Mine's running on fumes.
Sorry, mine is too.
- What? I just filled it up.
|- Well, now it's empty.
Honey.
- Yeah?|- No, we're out of honey.
Put it on the list.
Well, much as I'd like to stay here|and watch you two snipe at each other, I don't want to be late|for my interview.
What interview? Oh, social services.
|I'm gonna try to get my old job back.
- Why?|- Why? Because I like it, that's why.
I only quit because of|the whole magic thing but now that we've got Billie|to help out I think that's great.
Hey, maybe you can help me|adopt a child.
- What?|- Well, yeah.
I'm sort of thinking that adoption|might be my only option at this point.
But, Phoebe, that's ridiculous.
Why? What's wrong with adoption?|You were adopted.
That reminds me, we need eggs.
Oh, eggs I have,|it's the sperm I'm missing.
Gross.
I'm just saying, I can't just sit back|and wait for love to find me.
I gotta hurry up.
At least, according to my tea leaves.
Tea.
Leo? Tea, you already told me.
- Sniping.
|- I wasn't sniping.
Oh, my God, that's perfect.
What? Why didn't I think of that before? Gotta go.
How did I wind up|the only sane one here? You're telling me.
So do you want me to go|to the store with you? No, you should I think you should pick up the kids.
No, I got it.
It's fine, I got it.
Thanks.
Hey, you're not just gonna leave|like that, are you? I tried to help clean up but No, no, no,|I'm not talking about the milk, I'm talking about you two.
You've been walking around on pins|and needles for over a week now.
Why don't you guys just talk? You know, no offence, Paige,|but it's really none of your business.
Actually, it is, because I live here too|and this is affecting us all.
Look, we know you guys|have this epic destined marriage, but it doesn't mean|that you're immune to problems, especially with everything|that's gone on lately.
- I know.
|- Well, if you know, then why don't you|do something about it? I've tried.
We've tried and it always|just ends up in an argument.
Well, I don't know.
Why don't you try|seeing a marriage counsellor? We tried that once too, remember? Try somebody else.
Try another one.
You guys owe it to yourselves.
I don't think you're gonna have|much problem getting that job.
Unless I get there soon,|I am going to.
So please, just go talk to her.
Please? Hello, Paige.
It's good to see you.
Sam? Sam? Don't you mean "Dad"? Multiple abrasions, bruises,|concussion, yet no internal bleeding.
He's a lucky kid, although|we haven't been able to ID him yet.
So for now, he's a John Doe.
Have the authorities|been notified yet? Yeah, like over an hour ago.
Well, when he comes up from the ER,|best put him in a private room, until we find out who he really is.
- All right, Doctor?|- Vaklav.
I'm filling in for Dr.
Winfield.
His name is|Jonathan David Williams though he goes by J.
D.
He's my charge, a future whitelighter,|or he was supposed to be.
- Yeah, and?|- He disappeared in 1955.
I have heard nothing|from him since.
Not until he was hit by a car|this morning and rushed to a hospital.
- Well, how old is he?|- The same age as he was then.
He hasn't aged a day.
I don't understand it either, Paige,|but I gotta believe that whoever or whatever|made him disappear 50 years ago, doesn't want him found now.
Which is why I need your help.
You're a whitelighter,|why don't you orb him to safety? Many people have seen him,|it would raise too many questions.
- Well, what do you want me to do?|- Help me get him out of there.
Maybe cast a little spell.
What, I'm the only witch you know? - You are my daughter.
|- Genetically, maybe.
I can't do this right now,|I'm late for a job interview, okay? An interview?|Why do you need a job? You're a witch, a whitelighter.
Maybe if you came around|more than once every three years, you would know this|about your "daughter.
" Look, I'm sorry, Paige.
I just I didn't want to intrude.
Whatever, doesn't matter.
I'll call Phoebe,|see if she can help, okay? Paige, can't Billie do it? I'm kind of in the middle|of something, and isn't she our magical go-to girl? No, she was up all night|trying to find her sister, which is why I was hoping that you Would you describe me|as gregarious? No, I would describe you as evasive.
Where are you anyway? I'm just exploring my options.
- But don't worry, I'm not committing.
|- Not committing to what? - How we doing?|- Oops, I gotta go.
Phoebe, Phoebe.
|Who's gonna help Sam? You know what, I don't know.
|He's your dad.
No, he's not.
- Sorry.
|- What'd she say? Okay, here you go.
So, what's next? Next we try to match you up|with the perfect donor.
Do you think I'm gonna get|to meet him? This isn't a dating service,|Ms.
Halliwell.
It's a sperm bank.
Right.
Right.
I blame you for this, you know.
You're the one that had|to open your big yap to Leo.
Remember what happened the last time we went|to marriage counselling? Jeez, I was just trying to help.
|Don't go if you don't want.
Oh, no, we're going now.
Only this time, we're going to some|magical quack that Leo knows.
He's not a quack, he's a soothsayer.
Like I said.
Which way? So wait, you're not gonna help me|get Sam's charge out of the hospital? No.
Why don't you try Agent Murphy?|Maybe he can help you.
If he had enough clout|to get our identities back, he should be able|to help you out with this.
What about my job interview? I don't know, don't ask me,|ask your dad.
He's not my Never mind.
Shall we go? Any idea where this soothsayer|is hiding? No, I just know|that he hangs out here.
Okay, and how exactly|do you know this guy? From my whitelighter years.
Look, trust me, all right? He's helped plenty|of magical couples over the years.
Leo, I don't know about this.
It's worth a try, isn't it? Actually, you know what?|We've been through worse.
And we should be able|to fix this ourselves.
Okay, but we haven't, have we? You know what? We're just|a little out of sync, that's all.
It happens.
There's nothing wrong with getting|some outside help once in a while.
We owe it to ourselves.
Flowers are not so much different|from marriages, really.
If you don't tend to them nourish them they wither.
Three-thirty is perfect.
Thank you so much for rescheduling,|I really appreciate it.
Okay, bye.
I don't understand|why we couldn't orb here.
- It would have been faster.
|- Want my help? - Drive like everybody else.
|- We're not like everybody else.
- Speak for yourself.
|- Paige? Oh, sorry we're late,|really horrible traffic.
Of course,|that could have been avoided.
Sam, Agent Murphy.
|Agent Murphy, Sam.
Long story short,|Sam's charge was hit by a car.
He's here in the hospital.
We need you to check him out|before something bad happens to him.
Wow, that was short.
Hold on a sec.
Wait, your charge? Sam's basically a guardian angel.
|We call it a whitelighter.
- Like Paige is.
|- But I wanna be a social worker.
But that isn't|what you were born to be.
Don't make me regret saving you|years ago.
You two related or something? - No.
|- Yes.
Anyway.
Okay, we need you to get|J.
D.
Out of here as soon as possible before this demon comes for him.
Demon? What demon? I'll take it from here.
There's my charge, there's J.
D.
Dirty boots.
Doctors don't wear dirty boots.
Freeze! Don't move.
What happened? Okay, why would a demon|take him out of 1955 only to try to kill him now? He must have gotten something out|of keeping J.
D.
Alive all these years.
Yeah, but what?|And why hasn't he aged? That's creepy|even by our standards.
Now you know why I came to you.
Well, just heal him,|maybe he'll know something.
- No, I don't want him awake.
|- Why not? Because he'll wake up 50 years|in the future, that's why.
I don't want him to freak out.
He'll take off, I know him.
I barely got him to trust me|before he disappeared.
I thought you said|he was a future whitelighter.
Yeah, if I can keep him|out of trouble, which I obviously haven't done|a very good job of.
Well, I've surrounded this room|with crystals so he's safe here.
It'll give us some time to figure out|who this demon is.
But how? We didn't get|a good look at him and if there's nothing|in the "Book of Shadows " Agent Murphy|might have leads.
He told me this wasn't|the first case he'd heard of where someone just vanished|into thin air.
What part of the government|does he work for exactly? The super creepy part.
Look, he's helped us out|with some magical problems.
Okay, we trust him, he trusts us.
I'm gonna go talk to him,|see what he knows, - and I'll call you, okay?|- The whitelighter way? No, Sam, the regular way.
|Answer the phone if it rings.
Their wings old and tired, the two butterflies clung|to a broken branch.
And together,|they floated down the river, each breathing life into the other|as they made their final journey home.
Yoo-hoo, anybody home?|Earth calling.
Come on,|give him a chance.
I have, for the last 52 minutes|and 23 seconds.
- So, what, that's it? Time's up?|- You think? You stopped listening to each other.
|It's common.
Look, I didn't wanna come here|in the first place, okay? Our problems are not magical, Leo, - they're normal.
|- They were caused by magic, - that's why we're here.
|- No, we are here because you didn't care what I wanted.
|You just cared what you wanted.
How many times a day|do you have sex? A day? What, are you crazy? No wonder you wanted to see him.
|Are you kidding me? Really.
Hang on.
Oh, shucks, look.
Family emergency, gotta go.
Just remember,|it is always darkest before the dawn.
What the hell? - Leo?|- Piper? Yup.
Nope.
Nope.
This one is not right either.
But we've been through|over 50 donor candidates so far.
Yeah, I know.
Maybe I'm just not being specific.
What I need is a little girl|with brown eyes, sandy blond hair, little button nose, that likes to save innocents,|you know.
Kicks butt,|works well in groups of three.
I mean, that's all.
- That's all?|- Yeah.
Miss Halliwell Oh, you know what,|call me Phoebe.
And please, I mean,|we're talking sperm here, right? Phoebe I don't think specifics|are the problem here.
I mean, let's face it,|you have an incredibly specific image of who you want your little girl to be.
Too specific, actually.
Oh, to be honest she doesn't have to have|the little button nose, okay? We specialize in helping|to create families here.
We're dedicated|to promoting an open approach to helping anybody who wants|to start a family but can't.
And I totally respect that.
I mean, that's why I'm here.
But we're not a substitute for love.
I've been doing this|a long time, Phoebe.
And I know from experience|that when someone can't find a match, they don't really want to.
What they want is outside these walls, not inside.
Paige, where are you? Sam? Sam.
It's okay, J.
D.
You just go back to sleep.
You rest.
But what What happened? Oh, God.
Close your eyes.
Go on.
Trust me.
I feel better.
How? - What's going on?|- It's a long story.
But you still need to rest, okay? It's important,|you've been through a lot.
Okay, but what happened? Where am I? How'd I get here? What do you remember? Well, I remember|getting nailed by a car.
Before that.
I don't know, I I was at the drive-in.
It was the middle of the flick|Rebel Without a Cause.
I went to get a soda and - And what?|- I don't know.
Some creep|scared the hell out of me.
Took a flash photo, blinded me.
Next thing I know,|I'm inside somewhere and he's He's what? What did he do? Yeah, I must have bashed|my head in pretty good.
Stay put.
Piper, the soothsayer|must have done this for a reason.
I am not gonna spend the rest|of my life tinkling standing up.
Actually, guys don't tinkle, we Hey, you guys, will you knock it off?|You're driving me crazy.
Look, either you find the spell|to reverse this or you find a magical|divorce attorney.
Hey, Sam, how's it going? Wow, that's quite a handshake,|Piper.
That's because I am Piper|and that's Leo.
Yeah, it's a long story, don't ask.
We'll be upstairs,|we've got a few things to work out.
Gee, you think? And Paige thought Billie|could help you.
- She's really good|- Upstairs, mister.
So I'm pretty much caught up here but I charge 10 bucks an hour|to babysit.
- Babysit?|- Yeah.
That's what I'm doing here,|right? It's not exactly a demon hunt|but in for a penny, in for a pound, huh? Okay, look, I need to find Paige.
I need you to look after J.
D.
Do not let him out of the house.
If he finds out what year it is,|he'll go crazy.
Okay, fine,|I'll just cast a spell on him.
No, no spells.
He doesn't know anything|about magic, and he can't either.
He's had more than enough magic|used on him already.
Fine, 12 bucks an hour.
When you find Paige,|tell her I've a midterm to study for and a sister to find.
|She owes me big for this.
- This is so ri|- Hey, baby.
What's shaking? No charge.
What the hell is taking so long? Where'd you come from? - I just got here.
|- Yeah, well, - you wouldn't have if you'd orbed.
|- I didn't want to orb.
Which is why I had to.
- J.
D.
's awake.
|- Who's with him? Billie.
I don't know how long|she'll keep him from figuring out where he is.
Did he say anything|about what happened? Not much, just that somebody|took a flash photograph of him.
Nearly blinded him.
Flash photo, huh? Wasn't one of the last victims seen|with a photographer? What a cool television.
Where are the ears? The ears? Yeah, you know.
Antennas.
Oh, the antennas, right.
It doesn't This thing's|been broken for ages.
Why don't we sit down and chat? Boss.
Did you just say boss? Are you from a different country|or something? - No, why do you ask?|- Because you don't seem to know much about ours.
|Plus, the way you're dressed.
Yeah, okay, let's talk|about something else.
So - Where are you from, J.
D?|- Where's Sam? Sam, he went out on an errand,|he'll be right back.
Hey, what are you doing? What, you want one? No.
Hello? Cancer.
What are you talking about? Oh, jeez.
- What is that?|- This is nothing.
This is just|It's a new musical device.
My dad's an inventor.
- What's going on around here?|- Wait, J.
D.
, I can explain.
Yeah? I'm listening.
Okay, well, maybe I can't explain,|or at least I'm not allowed to, but Look, all I can promise you|is that you're safe here.
Safe from what? Oh, gee.
Where am I? J.
D.
, it's okay.
No, wait, let me try Hold on.
Piper, Leo! I cannot believe this.
So beautiful.
She was an angel.
I've racked my brain trying|to understand what happened.
Thirty years.
It all feels like yesterday.
I just hope and pray|that she'll come back to me again.
You mentioned in the police report|that you saw a flash of light.
Any idea what that was|or where it came from? The camera, I assume.
She was having a picture taken|for her mother's birthday.
At a photography studio? - Yes.
|- Do you remember where that was? It was somewhere over on Knob Hill|but it's not there anymore.
And that's the last you saw of her.
Yes.
What about the photographer? Anyone ever track him down? They tried, I tried,|but it's as if he disappeared too.
Your demon, maybe? Think you can find that studio? Yeah.
Excuse me.
She wanted to be a teacher.
She had such a good heart,|always helping others.
She sounds like a wonderful girl.
I still miss her.
A father never stops|loving his daughter.
Yeah.
All right, I gotta go, bye.
So it turns out that studio|used to be a few blocks away from where your friend|was hit by that car.
Which means the demon|might reopen for business.
What, taking pictures? Stealing lives.
I think we should handle this.
What? Why? Well, in case you don't remember,|firearms and fireballs don't mix.
Maybe we should call your sisters,|just in case.
I think I can handle|one lousy demon alone, thank you.
But what if you can't? Oh, what,|are you worried about me? We should get going.
What am I supposed to do? Am I dead? No, but you're gonna be|if we don't get out of here.
Unreal.
J.
D.
, I'm telling you, okay,|we have to go.
We can't Did you see that? It didn't make a sound,|like right out of "Buck Rogers.
" It's a hybrid.
It runs on battery.
Battery, why? Are you kidding?|With gas at three bucks a gallon? Three bucks?|No way, it's like 25 cents Hey, it's okay, it's all right.
They're not gonna hurt you,|it's just a cop.
A cop? I don't understand.
I know, I know, I'm sorry.
November 6, 2005,|but that's not possible.
Is it? What else could it be? Look, I know this is a lot to handle,|okay? I don't know what to tell you.
All I can say is Sam can explain this|to you in a safer place.
- So we should go.
|- My dad.
I gotta see my dad.
Hey, watch the face will you, Leo? I just got a peel.
Would you please just try|to find a spell to change us back? I know what I'm doing, Piper.
People who know what they're doing|don't cause explosions.
You know, it's one thing|to have my wife constantly criticize everything I do.
It's another thing when you do it|from my own body.
Well, since I figure|you'd never listen to me, you might listen to yourself.
No romantic dinners,|no walks on the beach, there is no way|I can be inseminated.
I tried, I just couldn't do it,|it didn't feel right.
- That's gross.
|- No, what's gross is me pushing the issue|because of some stupid premonitions.
You know? I want love first.
I want what you guys have.
Not today you don't.
Trust me.
Why, what's going on? Talk to your sister.
- Yeah.
|- Oh, my God.
Did Wyatt switch you guys again? No, it was a marriage counsellor.
Actually, it was a gardener,|and it was Leo's fault.
Okay, that's too weird.
Never mind, we'll figure it out.
How's Billie doing downstairs|with J.
D? - There's nobody downstairs.
|- What? Hey, are you all right? They said that my dad just died.
Oh, God, J.
D.
, I'm so sorry.
They said he was 93 years old.
Ninety-three, how could that be? He had nobody left.
Not my mom, my brothers.
They said he buried me|50 years ago even though he never stopped|looking for me.
I mean, how could he bury me?|I'm still alive! I know, I know.
We are gonna|figure this whole thing out.
Listen, look at me.
J.
D.
, listen, you can trust me, right?|You know you can trust me.
I'm gonna tell you something you're|not gonna believe, but you have to.
It's the only way this whole thing|is gonna make any sense to you.
Okay.
What happened 50 years ago to you, whatever is going on,|Sam is figuring that out.
All I know is, whatever it is,|it has something to do with magic.
- Are you crazy?|- No, I'm not.
It's real.
Okay, just like what the demon did|to you, that's real.
And that he's trying to kill you,|this is all very real.
Look, I know this is hard|to handle, okay? Believe me, I'm new at this myself.
I just found out a week ago|that a demon kidnapped my sister.
Believe me,|I know what you're going through.
At least, I kind of know|what you're going through.
Just don't run away from me,|I can protect you from this.
I promise.
Anything? No.
Maybe we should take something back|to try and scry for him.
Everything all right? Can you feel that? Feel what? The pain, innocents.
I can sense them, they were here.
Future whitelighters,|that's what he's after.
This could be a trap,|you've gotta get out of here.
No, I'm not a future whitelighter,|I am a whitelighter.
But you're not embracing it.
Otherwise, you'd sense it too.
|That makes you vulnerable.
No, that makes me sane.
Look, you've gotta stop|fighting this, Paige.
You gotta stop fighting yourself.
Whether you like it or not,|you are my daughter, which makes you a whitelighter.
It's about time|you accepted that.
The hell it is.
Look, for your information,|my father, my real father, the one who raised me, loved me, and took care of me|until the day he died, was a firefighter, not a whitelighter.
So how dare you show up here|and act like you're my dad.
Because I have news for you,|you're not.
Paige? Daughters, they tend|to outlive their fathers.
Grieve longer.
Wait.
Don't.
Smile.
Any luck finding J.
D.
And Billie? No, because Leo won't let me try.
Because Piper's powers|are still in her body.
But the knowledge|of how to use them isn't.
Oh, yeah?|Wanna see me freeze you? - Like you even know how.
|- Okay, okay, okay.
- What the hell is going on here?|- Well, first of all, - we're in each other's bodies.
|- Well, yes, obviously, but the question is why.
Stupid gardener.
- He's a soothsayer.
|- He's a quack.
Okay, well, whatever it is, I think he knows exactly|what he's doing.
Come on,|every shrink wants couples to walk a mile|in each other's shoes, right? This guy just did it literally.
- Well, it's not working.
|- Isn't it? Look, you've only been|in Piper's body a few hours and already,|you see what she has to juggle.
You know, being the breadwinner,|a mom, a Charmed One.
- See?|- And you.
You finally get a good understanding what it feels like to be Leo|and not have any powers, and to be married to a witch.
He has to do all the legwork|around here, pick up all the slack,|it's a thankless job.
You guys have forgotten|how great you are together.
Everybody wants what you have.
Trust me, I want what you have.
Don't take it for granted.
She's right.
I know.
We need to find more time|to spend together, Piper.
Just the two of us.
- So we can talk.
|- And listen.
- We're back.
|- Oh, thank God.
Thank the shrink.
Now hurry up and find Billie.
There's no need for that.
J.
D.
Needs to talk to Sam.
What do you mean|he knows everything? I thought Billie was supposed|to wrangle him.
Yeah, I'm here|but I'm not seeing Sam.
Well, just have J.
D.
Call him,|he's his charge.
All right, all right already.
Criminy.
Sam? Looking for someone? Who are you? Well, not to be defined by my work, but let's just say,|I like taking pictures.
Tripod.
Tell me where Sam is.
Oh, you love your father|more than you think, which means|you'll miss him terribly.
You see, I'm an expert in pain.
It's my bread and butter, really.
I feed off it.
- What do you want?|- To keep my collage complete.
When J.
D.
Escaped,|I was forced to take Sam.
If you want|to see your father alive again, bring me J.
D.
We don't swap innocents,|the demon must know that.
Well, he wasn't after J.
D.
He was just a loose end,|someone that got away.
Someone that he wants to finish off.
Well, he's got who he really wants.
- Sam.
|- Yeah, thanks to me.
I should have listened to him.
Maybe you didn't want to.
Hey, what's the problem?|If he wants me, let him have me.
Well, the problem is,|he's gonna kill you.
I got away from him before, didn't I? Yeah, how did you do that? Something I learned from my dad.
Hey, it works every time.
No, not this time, it's too dangerous.
Well, it doesn't matter, I owe him.
He turned my life around.
I don't know what|I would have done without him.
Why don't we take this up to the attic|and see what Leo's come up with.
We'll be back.
Well, what about Sam? Oh, they'll figure something out.
- Where do you think you're going?|- Where do you think? Look, I can't let you Hey, you know|I can stop you this time.
Billie, I have to go.
You know, besides,|this isn't my time anymore.
What are you talking about? Look, everyone I've ever loved,|ever known, is gone now.
I'm not supposed to be here.
- But you are here.
|- Yeah, by some strange twist of fate.
My time has passed.
But Sam's still got a family,|he's still got friends.
He can still help people.
But you're here for a reason,|I believe that.
Well, maybe it was to do this.
To do good.
Or maybe it was just to meet you.
J.
D Promise me something.
You won't waste your whole life|looking for your sister like my dad wasted his|looking for me.
I don't understand.
I don't I was lucky to know you, Billie.
Sam? Sam.
You let Sam go.
You got me now.
Still, I need Sam|to complete my collage.
Just like I needed you.
But not anymore.
- If you don't free him, the sisters|- Will never find me.
Once I've taken care|of my last loose end.
Billie, it's not your fault.
Yes, it is.
I should have stopped him.
If you could have, you would have.
He didn't want you to.
It's just so unfair.
Why would J.
D.
Come back|after all this time just to die like this? We can't save every innocent.
We're witches, not gods.
I promised to protect him.
Promises can be tricky.
Sometimes, you just have|to let things happen in their own time.
In their own way.
Everything happens for a reason.
Paige, you're not gonna find Sam|that way.
Oh, yeah? Watch me.
How do you know|he's even in the city? You don't know who the demon is.
You're right.
You make a vanquishing potion,|the strongest one we've got.
You know, there is|another way to find Sam.
- Yeah, how?|- Call him.
I already tried that, thanks.
You called for Sam.
I think you need to call|for your father.
He's not my father.
He's not your only father,|but he is still, in fact, your father.
You're connected.
At least as a whitelighter.
Dad? Paige.
Okay, everybody, let's back up.
We're gonna have some company.
Oh, I don't understand.
How did you free them? I didn't.
She did.
I guess my whitelighter side|is stronger than I thought.
- Smile.
|- No! I think I'll have this one framed.
What about them? You may as well show up.
I know you're lurking|around here somewhere.
Nothing wrong with those|whitelighter instincts of yours.
Figured you'd wanna talk.
Actually, I wanted to apologize.
For? For being so hard on you.
- Paige, look, you don't have to|- Actually I do.
I guess I hadn't|realized how much, you know, it hurt me,|the whole not showing up thing.
I don't blame you.
|I should have come by long ago.
But out of deference to your real father's memory, I Not exactly sure how I fit in.
Well, I think there's room|for both of you in my life.
Agent Murphy managed to track down|all the innocents' families? Yes, he did.
I think it's safe to say Mr.
Sawyer|got the shock of his life.
It'll be a tough adjustment.
Better late than never.
Yeah, unfortunately, not for J.
D.
Oh, I wouldn't be so sure about that.
Might have taken him|an extra 50 years, but I think he finally managed|to prove himself a future whitelighter by saving another, you.
See you around? Definitely.