Charmed By Four, Part Four
Teaser
[Scene: The Manor. Attic. INSPECTOR CORTEZ is standing in the doorway with his gun drawn, aiming at PHOEBE HALLIWELL. COLE TURNER, LEO WYATT, PAIGE MATTHEWS, and PRUE HALLIWELL are also there.][/b]
INSPECTOR CORTEZ: All my life, I’ve always thought there was something more out there. Something that regular people just couldn’t quite grasp. Now I know that I’m right. Black magic does exist, and I’m going to make it my mission to take you all out!
(He motions the gun.) Hands up, all of you!
(to LEO) And if you even try to pull that light show again, I shoot her right here and now.
(to PRUE) I said hands up!
PRUE: Good idea!
(She raises her hands and the gun goes flying out of INSPECTOR CORTEZ's hands. He gasps.)INSPECTOR CORTEZ: How did you do that?
PRUE:
(sarcastic) Oh, you know, that old black magic. Didn’t you just get done explaining that to us?
(pause) Look, Inspector, we don’t have time to baby you right now. We’ve got the rest of the world to worry about. And I’m sorry that I’m going to this to you but…
(She squints her eyes and he flies backwards into the wall, knocking him out again.) Actually, I’m not that sorry.
PAIGE:
(shocked) I cannot believe you just did that to a cop!
PRUE: We’ll deal with him later. Right now we’ve got a demon out there killing innocents, and I think saving them is more important that worrying about the migraine that Mr. Cortez will have when he wakes up.
(to LEO) Can you take him downstairs and watch him?
LEO: Sure.
(He walks over to INSPECTOR CORTEZ and bends down, touches his wrist, and orbs them both out.)PHOEBE:
(to PRUE) How do you propose we begin looking for these witches, without my power of premonition?
PRUE: Call up Darryl and see if the police have been informed of anymore of the murders. If they have, I want you to see if he can get you into one of the crime scenes. There might be something there that we can scry with. Or at the very least, if it has something to do with the covens, it might be in the Book of Shadows.
PHOEBE: What about Paige?
PAIGE: Actually, I have to get Crista back to South Bay-
PRUE: Absolutely not! She’s an innocent, and if you take her back there, we won’t be able to protect her.
PAIGE: Then I suggest you find a way to do that in the next
(she looks at her wrist watch) fifteen minutes, because I’m taking her back.
[Scene: The DEMONIC GUARD is standing in the middle of a circle of lit candles, with his arm wrapped around the waist of a young redheaded woman. The athame is plunged into her stomach and she’s gasping for breath as it glows, sucking her power.]DEMONIC GUARD: I guess you’re protection didn’t help that much after all, did it?
(He wraps his hand around a golden necklace that’s hanging on her neck and rips it forward, breaking the clasp. Her neck snaps, and he lets her body drop to the floor, bleeding out in the center of her circle. He studies the necklace. It’s a golden crescent moon, with a rhinestone covered star connected by four of its five points to the inner curve of the crescent. His hand clenches around the necklace and his eyes close.)[Premonition: The victim and a much older woman with graying hair, the HIGH PRIESTESS, are standing in front of a small group of people, all of whom are wearing ceremonial black cloaks with the a crescent moon and star symbol on the back. Each has a hood on, except the two women at the front of the room. The HIGH PRIESTESS is holding the necklace with the coven’s symbol. The victim kneels down. The HIGH PRIESTESS begins to clasp the necklace around the young woman’s neck.]HIGH PRIESTESS: Bryce Weathers, on behalf of the Crescent Star Coven, I welcome you into our fold.
COVEN MEMBERS: Blessed be.
(The HIGH PRIESTESS holds out her hand and helps BRYCE to her feet.)BRYCE: I promise to serve this coven well.
[Cut to the present. The GUARD stares down at the pendant.]DEMONIC GUARD: The Crescent Star Coven.
(He toys with the necklace.) They’ve been evading demonic detection for years now.
(He grins.) Guess there’s always a first time for everything.
(He shimmers out.)[Scene: PIPER’s green jeep pulls up in front of a home surrounded by police cars and cut off by yellow police tape. PHOEBE gets out and starts walking up to the house. A uniformed officer walks up to her.]OFFICER: Identification?
(DARRYL walks out of the house and over to PHOEBE.)DARRYL: It’s alright, Ron. She’s with me.
RON: Sorry, Inspector.
(He leaves. PHOEBE and DARRYL move along the walkway and into the house. They see blood spatter along the far wall, and as they move closer, they see a woman who’s been stabbed in the chest.)DARRYL: We think she’s only been dead a few hours at the most.
(PHOEBE bends down, inspecting the body.)PHOEBE:
(to herself) What’s this?
(She squints her eyes and motions to DARRYL.) Can you pull back the sleeve of her shirt?
(DARRYL, who’s wearing gloves, bends down and pulls back the sleeve to reveal a cross made of intricately intertwined lines, over a circle.) Do you have a notepad? (
DARRYL takes a small notepad, usually used for his notes when questioning a witness, and hands it to PHOEBE. She pulls a pen from her back pocket and makes a rough sketch of the symbol, just as she did with GABRIEL’s crystal sword. She rips the page from the pad and stuffs it into her pocket.) Thanks, Darryl.
DARRYL: Do you know what it is?
PHOEBE: Not off the top of my head, but her tattoo does appear to be in the Celtic family. I’ll know more once I’m able to consult the Book of Shadows.
DARRLY: Call me-
PHOEBE: As soon as I find out anything. I know. I promise I will.
(She leaves.)[Scene: The Manor. Kitchen. PAIGE is pacing the floor with her cell phone to her ear. CRISTA is at the table, eating a turkey sandwich.]PAIGE:
(into the phone) Yes…yes, I know, Mr. Cowan and I’m extremely sorry.
(pause) No, she’s fine.
(pause) I’m looking at her right now. She’s eating a sandwich that my friend prepared for her.
(pause) No! No, they’re working on getting my car jumped right now.
(pause) I don’t need you to send someone to come get us. We’re fine. We’ll be there as soon as we can.
(She cringes as she hangs up.)CRISTA: I’m sorry I’m causing all this trouble for you.
(PAIGE shakes her head.)PAIGE: No. It’s fine. Really.
(PIPER HALLIWELL walks in.)PIPER: How’d the talk with your boss go?
PAIGE: He’s pissed.
PIPER: Sorry.
(PAIGE shakes her head dismissively.)PAIGE: Did your sister find anything?
PIPER: Not yet.
(She moves to the refrigerator.) Do you want anything to eat?
PAIGE: No.
(Her stomach growls. PIPER smiles, amused.)PIPER: Are you sure?
PAIGE: Well…if you don’t mind.
PIPER: Of course not.
(She bends down, searching the shelves.) I’ve got some leftover, homemade vegetable soup.
(PAIGE raises her eyebrows.) Phoebe’s a vegetarian.
PAIGE: I see.
PIPER: Oh!
(She pulls out a plate with some leftover chocolate cake.) I made this for a friend’s surprise birthday party last week, and this is the last piece.
(She pulls off the plastic wrap.) Do you like chocolate?
PAIGE Are you kidding me? I kill for chocolate!
(She rolls her eyes.) It’s messy, but usually some Clorox and lye take care of things.
(PIPER laughs as she grabs a fork from the drawer and hands it to PAIGE. PIPER leans on the island as PAIGE takes a bite of the cake.)Piper: So how did you get into social work?
PAIGE: I’m not really sure, to be honest.
(She takes another bite.) I guess I’ve just always been drawn to helping people, especially kids. Kids who remind me of myself, I suppose. The ones who can’t be with their birth parents.
(PIPER nods.)PIPER: Did you…have a good childhood?
(PAIGE nods.)PAIGE: Oh yeah. I had great parents. The best. They did and sacrificed so much for me.
PIPER: Any brothers or sisters?
(PAIGE shakes her head.) When I was little, sometimes I used to wish I was an only child.
PAIGE: Really?
PIPER: Don’t get me wrong, I love Prue and Phoebe, but there were times when I just felt like I was invisible and sometimes I wished that I was the only one, so that I wouldn’t have to be overshadowed by Prue’s popularity or Phoebe’s rebellion.
PAIGE: When I was little, I used to sometimes wish that I had brothers or sisters.
PIPER: Oh yeah?
PAIGE: My Dad was a firefighter and my Mom was a nurse. Sometimes it got a little lonely because of how much they worked.
(She takes another bite, now down to half of the slice she started with.) Did anyone ever tell you that you should be a chef?
PIPER:
(laughing) Actually, I am. I mean, I own a nightclub, but my real passion is cooking. I originally wanted to own a restaurant, but at the time, it was just too expensive and too risky.
PAIGE:
(smiling) Maybe you will one day.
(She digs her fork in again.) How do those chef guys say it on television?
(She stares at the fork and then stuffs it into her mouth.) Divine. That’s what this is.
(PIPER winks.)PIPER: I make a pretty mean Peking Duck too, if I do say so myself.
PAIGE: Huh. I might have to try that sometime.
PIPER: Yeah, you just might have to.
(PRUE walks in.)PRUE: Phoebe just called. She says she’s about ten minutes away.
PIPER: Did she find anything?
PRUE: A tattoo on the victim’s arm. She thinks it might be Celtic.
PAIGE: Did she describe it?
PRUE: No. Why?
PAIGE: I took a class on Celtic symbolism at Berkley. I might be able to recognize it.
(They hear a cry from the next room.)PIPER: Leo!
(They rush into the next room, to find LEO doubling over on the floor. PIPER kneels down next to him.) What’s wrong?
LEO:
(breathless) One of my ch-charges.
(He holds his stomach.) She’s dying.
PIPER: Can you orb us to her?
(LEO clutches his stomach as he stands up.)LEO: I can try.
(He takes PRUE and PIPER’s hands.)PRUE: (to PAIGE) You should stay here, with Crista and Cortez.
(She orbs out with Leo and Piper.)[Cut to the front doors. They fly open and PHOEBE marches in.]PHOEBE: Prue! Piper!
PAIGE's VOICE: In here!
(PHOEBE ducks into the next room.)Clickable Credits.