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Post by The Virtual Series on Oct 26, 2008 19:00:36 GMT -5
CHARMED: RESET REALITY (A new Alternate Universe series brought to you by Daniel, 4Ever, Drama, Xenith, and a host of others!)STARRING:
   
SHANNEN DOHERTY...Prue Halliwell
HOLLY MARIE COMBS...Piper Halliwell
ALYSSA MILANO...Phoebe Halliwell
ROSE McGOWAN...Paige Matthews
CO-STARRING:
   
BRIAN KRAUSE...Leo Wyatt
DORIAN GREGORY...Darryl Morris
CHELSEA BRUMMET...Melinda Halliwell
DREW FULLER...Chris Halliwell CHARMED: RESET REALITY is a concept conceived and copyrighted by Daniel Taylor and cannot be copied without his permission.Based on the television show "Charmed" created by Constance Burge and featuring characters created by her and Brad Kern. DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction. If we owned Charmed, the last few seasons would be more like this! All characters and locations are fictitious or are used fictitiously. We only own the characters listed as "Original characters" within the credits. All others are products of the old WB and the new CW and belong to them and Aaron Spelling Productions. This work was not written for sale and is meant only to be read by visitors to websites for the fans of the television show, Charmed. 6.07 COME SHELL OR HIGH WATER
GUEST-STARRING:
T.W. KING
JESSE WOODROW
DIANE SALINGER
JUDSON SCOTT
SCOUT TAYLOR-COMPTON
JAKE DINWIDDIE Script written by...CAMILLE (FOUREVER CHARMED) Script edited by...DRAMA (ASSASSIN WITCH) Script proofread by...CAMILLE (FOUREVER CHARMED), DRAMA (ASSASSIN WITCH), DTAYLOR (ASTRAL ECHO) Executive Producer...DTAYLOR (ASTRAL ECHO) Produced by...DRAMA, FOUREVER CHARMED, XENITH Directed by...James A. Contner
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Post by The Virtual Series on Oct 26, 2008 19:01:00 GMT -5
Come Shell Or High Water
Teaser
[Scene: San Francisco Bay. The sky is still a deep cerulean blue and in the far distance, a line of pink lemonade colored light can be seen, announcing that the sun is finally making its way into the sky. Across the bay, a swollen fog is covering everything in sight. Within the fog is a fishing boat. A glimpse of the boat’s name reveals it as the “Patricia.” Tendrils of fog begin to curl over the edges of the boat like fingers grasping onto an arm. The Patricia begins to sway and wobble on the water and the vivid splashing noises can be heard but not seen in the density of the fog.]
[Cut to inside the boat. A middle aged man with a scruffy unshaven beard is sleeping on his bunk. A snore escapes him as the boat rattles on the sea. He groans and mumbles something unintelligible in his sleep as he turns over in an attempt to get more comfortable. The boat shakes again and this time, a picture that’s sitting on a ledge above the man’s head, which depicts him with a giant fish roughly two feet in length, slides off the ledge and falls onto the floor of the boat and shatters. The man wakes up and groggily sits up. He yanks off his covers and throws his feet over the bed. To his shock, his feet hit the floor and splash into an inch of water that’s gathered there.]FISHERMAN: (gruffly) What the hell? (The fisherman leans over, inspecting the gathering water on the floor. He sticks his finger to the floor and the water covers half his thumb. He blinks in surprise and suddenly the boat jerks again, more violently than the previous times, and he is thrown from the bed and onto the floor.)FISHERMAN: Ahh! (The man holds up his hand to discover a bloody slash across his palm. Due to the water also on his hand, the blood is rushing down his hand and arm feverishly, causing it to drip onto his blue and white striped pajama pants and soak into the sleeve of his white cotton shirt. He curses to himself as he looks down at the place where his hand landed when he’s fallen and discovers his shattered picture, covered in water. He picks up the photograph and shakes it off before tossing it onto his cot.)FISHERMAN: (grumbling) I should’ve listen to Pat when she told me to take this old piece of crap in to be patched up. (The fisherman sloshes through the water and into a tiny bathroom, where he flicks on the light and pulls back the mirror to reveal a medicine cabinet. He grabs a bottle of hydrogen peroxide and holds his hand over the sink as he pours the clear liquid on. He growls as the liquid sizzles on his wound and foams up, turning pink as it mixes with his blood. He carefully shakes off his hand and caps the peroxide, then grabs a roll of white gauze and begins to roll his gashed palm up with it. This time the boat creeks loudly, like five un-oiled doors in an old house all opening at once. The boat shakes again, but this time the man grabs the sink and steadies himself.)FISHERMAN: That’s it! (The scruffy seaman stomps out of the bathroom, through his sleeping quarters, and bursts through the door onto the deck. It takes him a minute to adjust, then he waves his arm, battling through the chilling fog. He squints his eyes, but can hardly see through the white swirls. His feet stumble through the icy sea water, which is now up to his ankles. There’s a fluttering sound and he stops and presses his hand to his forehead. A high pitched squeaking follows, followed by more fluttering.)FISHERMAN: (warily) Who’s there?! (The sound of wood breaking and cracking can be heard and then the boat shakes again. The fisherman falls and smacks into the side of the boat, where he grasps it with his arms and hauls himself back up. In a brief moment, he sees the fog swirl and two little blurs rush past the his face. His eyes swell with shock and his mouth hangs open as one of the blurs stops right in front of his nose. It looks like a miniature little boy, the size of a thumb, wearing a cone shaped blue cap and loose fitting top tied with a rustic colored sash and white cloth pants that extend to his bare feet. The oddest thing is, however, that he’s being suspended in air by a pair of fluttering wings, similar to those of a bat, but in a shimmering blue color that gives them a certain elegance. The little creature stares the fisherman right in the eyes and then claps his tiny hands together, making a noise that’s barely audible. But only a half second later, a thundering sound of pulsating water can be heard, which seems to rise up from the bay and funnel around the miniature winged boy before converging again to blast right into the fisherman, sending him thumping right into the wall of the cabin of his boat, drenching him, the deck, and creating a massive dent in the cabin wall. When the fisherman gets his wits about him and looks up, the winged boy is gone and so is the menacing fog.)Clickable Credits. |
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Post by The Virtual Series on Oct 26, 2008 19:01:28 GMT -5
{SCENE: The song “Ocean Wide,” written and sung by The Afters, is heard as stock shots of San Francisco are shown while the Guest Credits are rolled.}
Act One
[Scene: Manor. Attic. The very early morning sunlight is flooding through the partially open stained glass windows, casting colored shadows on the hardwood floor. The sound of early birds can be heard chirping outside. In a circle of candles, a transparent ANDREW TRUDEAU is seated on the floor, dressed in familiar white clothes. Outside of the circle, PRUE HALLIWELL is seated, surrounded by ultrasound photographs, the family tree, and a notepad with a list of names on it. PRUE’s smile is brighter than the sun as ANDY peers over her shoulder. She holds up the list of names.]PRUE: This is what I’ve narrowed it down to. (ANDY frowns.) What? ANDY: Charlotte? PRUE: After Melinda Warren’s mother. ANDY: Well, I know…but it just seems so old fashion…so colonial. (PRUE gives him an obvious look. He rolls his transparent eyes.) What I mean is, Charlotte would be a better middle name. You know, important old fashion names always work better as middle names. PRUE: Oh, you mean like Prudence or Andrew? ANDY: Okay, that’s different! PRUE: How so? ANDY: We go by nicknames. It doesn’t sound so overwhelming when you go by a nickname. PRUE: You could find a nickname for Charlotte. ANDY: Like what? (She folds his translucent arms.) Lottie? Or how about Cherry? PRUE: Charlie. ANDY: Egh… (He shakes his head.) I’ve never been fond of girls named Charlie. I only ever knew one - in college - and believe me you don’t want your daughter growing up to be like her. (PRUE wrinkles her nose, considering ANDY’s advice.)PRUE: Okay, so what about Brianna? She was a pretty kick butt ancestor. ANDY: No offense, but Brianna is just so…plain. Boring. Besides, who says it has to be after an ancestor anyway? PRUE: Umm…family tradition? ANDY: I thought family tradition consisted of “P” names? And in that case, why not something new and fresh, like Peyton? PRUE: Because Peyton makes me think of that teen soap opera, “One Hill” or “One Tree” or something like that. (She folds her arms.) Okay, so if I didn’t go with tradition, what would your brilliant suggestion be? ANDY: Well, you’ve always been fond of the name Scarlet. (PRUE laughs mockingly.)PRUE: Now who’s being old fashion? ANDY: I am not! Scarlet is a timeless name! (PRUE rolls her eyes.)PRUE: I’m gonna have to say no. I don’t want my kid growing up hearing someone call her “Scary Scarlet” or something like that. ANDY: That wouldn’t have anything to do with “Prudish Prue” would it? (PRUE claps her hands fervently.)PRUE: Alright, next suggestion please! (ANDY snickers.)ANDY: Well, okay, how about- (The sound of two pairs of footsteps coming up the stairs causes PRUE and ANDY to both crane their necks towards the door. PRUE’s smile disappears.)PRUE: I’m sorry, (she picks up one of the candles) I’ll see you tomorrow. (She blows out the candle just as the door opens, revealing DARRYL MORRIS and PHOEBE HALLIWELL. PHOEBE stops short, looking shocked to see PRUE in the attic at such an early hour.)PHOEBE: Prue? What are you doing up here? I thought you were asleep. PRUE: I- PHOEBE: And what are the candles doing out? (She sees the family tree and the ultrasound photos and eyes her sister with suspicion.)PRUE: I couldn’t sleep. (She blows out another candle.) So I thought I’d come up here and work on narrowing down my list of baby names. (She eyes the candles.) And I just thought, you know, why waste electricity? (PHOEBE folds her arms over her chest, not completely convinced.)PHOEBE: Oh. (She watches PRUE blow out the rest of the candles.)PRUE: What are you doing up this early? And with Darryl? (She flashes a smile at the inspector.)PHOEBE: About to consult the Book, actually. PRUE: Something demonic? PHOEBE: No…something mischievous. PRUE: Mischievous? DARRYL: We’ve been getting reports from fishermen all week about minor destruction to their boats and property on those boats. At first we thought it may have been the high tides and winds that the bay has been experiencing the last couple weeks, but as we got more calls in, we began to wonder if it might be a case of recurrent vandalism. PRUE: And so what brought you to us? DARRYL: When three different people called in this morning, reporting that they’d been attacked by fairies. (PRUE blinks.)PRUE: Fairies? (She laughs.) Darryl, adults can’t even see fairies, they aren’t innocent. And besides, fairies don’t attack people anyway. They may hide your car keys, but they aren’t violent. PHOEBE: Not if they’re these fairies. (PRUE and DARRYL turn towards PHOEBE, who has the Book of Shadows open to “Mariners.”)DARRYL: What’re those? PHOEBE: “These fairies are sworn to protect the sea, the creatures that dwell within it, and those who travel upon it. They serve the Masters of the Water and are endowed with power over tide and storm, wind and current. When angered, they are capable of great destruction, but when appeased, they are guarantee safe passage home.” PRUE: Well, that doesn’t make any sense. Those can’t be your culprits, the Book says they don’t cause random mischief. PHOEBE: Unless angered. Perhaps people have been polluting the bay? PRUE: All at once? PHOEBE: Well, maybe we’ve got Mariner rebels? (She shrugs.) Teenage Mariners? PRUE: Somehow I doubt that. PHOEBE: Well then, what do you suggest? DARRYL: Could they be under some sort of spell? PRUE: (doubtfully) A spell… DARRYL: Surely you can’t be the only ones who fall under spells. (PHOEBE nods.)PHOEBE: Darryl’s right, it is possible. (PRUE still doesn’t seem sold in the theory.) PHOEBE: Well fine, at least take a trip down to the bay to check it out with me. PRUE: I can’t! I have a shoot today. PHOEBE: When? PRUE: What time is it? (DARRYL looks at his watch.)DARRYL: Eight-thirty. PRUE: Crap! I didn’t realize it was so late! (She gathers up her pictures, baby name list, and family tree and heads for the door.)PHOEBE: Where are you going? PRUE: I have to be to work in an hour and I haven’t even showered yet! (She leaves. PHOEBE looks at DARRYL.)PHOEBE: Okay…so what about you? Do you want to go with me? (DARRYL shrugs.)DARRYL: I’m supposed to go down there today anyway, so why not. [Scene: Piper and Leo’s house. Living room. BABY CHRIS HALLIWELL is lying on his back on his ocean themed activity quilt. Brightly yellow and red colored toys and a mirror in the shape of an starfish, and octopus, and a blow fish are dangling above him. BABY CHRIS has his arms stretched out, reaching for something, but it’s not his dangling sea life toys. Instead, he’s reaching for a fluttering point of light - THISTLE, the Fairy Princess. BABY CHRIS coos excitedly as THISTLE flutters back and forth in the shadow created by the entertainment system, just out of his grasp. His tiny fingers flex anxiously and then his eyes roll back as he watches her fly over his head and out of his line of vision. He starts to whimper, so THISTLE flutters back into his line of vision, but this time, she’s stationed to his left, instead of directly in front of him. Frustrated, BABY CHRIS orbs out and when he orbs in, he’s lying on his stomach. He continues to stretch his miniature arms out for THISTLE, who giggles as she zips around over his head.]LEO's VOICE: I can’t find the diaper bag! PIPER's VOICE: Check the living room! (The sound of footsteps can be heard in the hallway, but BABY CHRIS and THISTLE seem undisturbed. As THISTLE flutters farther back from BABY CHRIS, he suddenly presses his hands flat on the floor and begins to wiggle. THISTLE tilts her head, nodding excitedly. BABY CHRIS pushes himself up on his hands and knees and begins crawling towards THISTLE. A moment later, LEO WYATT walks into the living room looking for the missing diaper bag. He stops dead in his tracks as he sees his son crawling. His mouth falls open, but BABY CHRIS seems oblivious as he continues to crawl after THISTLE, who LEO can’t see. LEO regains his wits about himself.)LEO: (yelling) Piper! Piper! Come quick! (The sound of thudding footsteps can be heard from down the hall, then PIPER HALLIWELL races into the living room with BABY MELINDA HALLIWELL on her hip.)PIPER: (frantically) What is it? What’s wrong? (LEO dumbly points to their son.)LEO: Look! (PIPER’s jaw drops.)PIPER: Oh my god! (BABY MELINDA’s eyes light up as she also notices BABY CHRIS crawling after THISTLE. She giggles and points at the Fairy Princess. PIPER gasps.) Our son’s- LEO & PIPER: Crawling! [Scene: P3. There are dollies stacked with boxes of wine coolers by the stairs. MELINDA HALLIWELL is busy wiping down tables as MONICA SINCLAIR comes down the stairs. MONICA presses her foot against the back of one of the dollies and tilts it onto its wheels and begins to roll it towards the back room. She glances over her shoulder.]MONICA: Hey Tricia, (she nods towards the other dolly) do you think you could get that when you’ve got a moment? The delivery guy is outside and he’s anxiously waiting to get paid. (MELINDA nods.)MELINDA: Sure thing, Monica! MONICA: Thanks. (MONICA rolls the wine cases into the back room, returns, and heads back up the stairs and through the front doors. MELINDA drops her rag and bottle of 409 on the table she’s working on and takes off her rubber gloves. She wipes her forehead and gives a small groan before turning around and heading towards the wine box laden dolly. As she nears it, CHRIS HALLIWELL orbs in. MELINDA stops short.)MELINDA: If you’re looking for Mom, she’s not here. (She brushes past him. As their arms touch, a mini ripple of energy seems to expel from them. MELINDA grabs the dolly and pulls it onto its wheels.)CHRIS: I was actually looking for- (He notices the ground rippling under MELINDA’s feet as she walks. He blinks.) Mel? MELINDA: What? (She stops walking and the ripples stop appearing.)CHRIS: Stomp your foot. MELINDA: Excuse me? CHRIS: Just do it. (MELINDA stomps her foot and energy ripples radiate from it. She gawks.)MELINDA: Oh no! That’s not- (The ripple from MELINDA stomping her foot radiates across the floor until it ripples under CHRIS’s feet. Suddenly, the ripple reverses and shoots back at her. At the same time, the Twins try to run, but the floor caves in and a giant vortex forms and sucks up the dolly and wine boxes. CHRIS orbs to the bar and locks onto it, but from the corner of his eye he sees the vortex is even bigger and he can see MELINDA being pulled towards its center. He throws out his arm, telekinetically locking onto MELINDA. The vortex continues to expand.) Chris- CHRIS: Hold on! (CHRIS curls his fist and MELINDA is violently yanked towards him. She barely grasps his hand. Their blue force field rises up around them. The vortex grows so large that it sucks up the table MELINDA had been cleaning. All at once, the force of the vortex sucks in the Twins’ force field and with a loud pop, it closes as if nothing had ever happened.)BREAK
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Post by The Virtual Series on Oct 26, 2008 19:01:50 GMT -5
Act Two
[Scene: The Belland residence. Front yard. Tables covered with various knickknacks, such as a collection of workout videos, old cooking utensils, a garden gnome, and a jewelry box filled with gaudy pins, bangle bracelets, and clip-on-earrings fill the area. A handful of people are walking around the yard, picking up things from the table and examining them. PAIGE MATTHEWS walks down the front steps lugging a heavy cardboard box, which she drops onto a nearby table with a heavy grunt. MRS. BELLAND walks over.]PAIGE: (exhausted) I think that’s the last of the kitchen stuff. (She opens the box to reveal an old crock pot. MRS. BELLAND grins.)MRS. BELLAND: Paige, I can’t thank you enough for helping me out with this yard sale. (PAIGE waves her hand dismissively.)PAIGE: Don’t mention it. (MRS. BELLAND looks at her watch.)MRS. BELLAND: Oh, you’ve been at this for almost two hours! You must be itching for a little pick-me-up. I’ll whip you up something to eat if you don’t mind watching the sale for about ten minutes. (PAIGE’s stomach growls. She laughs.)PAIGE: Well, I guess I have no choice but to accept. (MRS. BELLAND clasps her hands together happily.)MRS. BELLAND: I’ll be right back! (She heads up the front steps and disappears into the house. Just as PAIGE turns back to watch the customers, the front door opens again and GLENN BELLAND walks out with an excited grin on his face and a box tucked under his arm.)GLENN: You will never guess what I just found! (PAIGE turns around as GLENN walks over to her. He deposits the box on the table next to her and opens it up, revealing a mess of old children’s toys. PAIGE reaches into the box and pulls out a plastic compass. She laughs.)PAIGE: Well, this certainly brings back memories. (GLENN pulls out a yellowed, crinkled, and slightly torn paper from the box.)GLENN: That’s not even the half of it. (He unfolds the paper.) Remember this? (He holds up the paper, revealing a colorful crayon-drawn map. PAIGE’s mouth drops open.)PAIGE: No way! (She grabs the map from GLENN and studies it.) Where did you find this? GLENN: Where else? (He grins and looks back at his house, eyeing a tower-like structure on the right.) The Tower, of course. (PAIGE flicks her eyes towards the Tower with a wistful expression on her face.)[Flashback: Nine-year-old PAIGE is sitting on the floor in the Tower, surrounded by a few open books, but she’s looking at an old world map. Nine-year-old GLENN is staring out of the window. LITTLE GLENN turns around and sits down on the floor next to LITTLE PAIGE.]LITTLE GLENN: I can’t wait to travel the world. (He grabs one of the nearby books and opens it to reveal a picture of the Egyptian pyramids.) I want to see these for real! (LITTLE PAIGE nods.)LITTLE PAIGE: And Niagara Falls. LITTLE GLENN: And lost temples! (He grins.) We could be like Indiana Jones. (LITTLE PAIGE nods enthusiastically.) But there’s a problem. (LITTLE PAIGE creases her brow.)LITTLE PAIGE: What? LITTLE GLENN: We don’t have a map. (He rubs his chin with his thumb.) All adventurers need maps. (LITTLE PAIGE holds up the world map.)LITTLE PAIGE: We’ve got this. (LITTLE GLENN makes a face.)LITTLE GLENN: Not one of those maps, we need a secret map! Like a treasure map, showing us all the places we’re going to go. (He suddenly gets up and walks over to a small toy box. He digs inside and a moment later, pulls out a piece of white paper and a box of crayons.) We need to draw our own. (LITTLE PAIGE’s eyes light up.)LITTLE PAIGE: Good idea! (LITTLE GLENN hands the paper and crayons to LITTLE PAIGE.)LITTLE GLENN: You should draw it. LITTLE PAIGE: Me? LITTLE GLENN: Yeah, (he grins) you’re the only one who’s good at it. (LITTLE PAIGE smiles.)LITTLE PAIGE: What should we draw first? (LITTLE GLENN taps his temple in concentration. An excited look twinkles in his eyes.)LITTLE GLENN: The Great Wall of China! (LITTLE PAIGE gasps in excitement.)LITTLE PAIGE: Yeah! (She glances at the world map and then grabs a red crayon from the box and begins to draw the shape of China as close as possible to how it looks on the map. She lightly shades it in, then grabs a brown crayon and draws a brown squiggly line across her China drawing, and finally, she grabs the black crayon and writes “China” in the middle of her picture.) I heard you can even see it from the moon! (LITTLE GLENN nods enthusiastically.)LITTLE GLENN: Yeah, that’s why I want to see it! I bet it was built by giants or something. (He studies LITTLE PAIGE’s picture.) I can’t wait! LITTLE PAIGE: Me either. LITTLE GLENN: We should travel all over the world together. (LITTLE PAIGE nods.) China, first. LITTLE PAIGE: And then Niagara Falls. LITTLE GLENN: And then the pyramids. LITTLE PAIGE: And the Mayan temples. LITTLE GLENN: And then we’ll see the kangaroos in Australia! (LITTLE PAIGE excitedly grabs a handful of crayons and begins to draw pictures of the things and places they’re talking about. LITTLE GLENN sits down next to his friend and watches as she creates a waterfall with blue crayon.) We’ll be the best adventurers ever! LITTLE PAIGE: Yeah! (She starts to draw a pyramid with orange crayon.) Just you and me, (she grabs the gray crayon and creates a Mayan temple) ‘cause we make the best team. (She uses the yellow crayon to create a shape like that of Australia’s and then draws a brown kangaroo on it. She holds up the map to LITTLE GLENN.) What do you think? LITTLE GLENN: It’s perfect. [Cut back to the present. GLENN takes the map from PAIGE. He eyes PAIGE’s drawing of China.]GLENN: You know, I still haven’t seen the Great Wall. (PAIGE narrows her eyes.)PAIGE: No way. (She flicks the map with her finger.) You’ve been all over the world and yet you haven’t been to the one place you wanted to see the most? (GLENN shrugs.)GLENN: It’s never been the right time. (pause) You know- (MRS. BELLAND walks out of the house with a tray containing two glasses of lemonade and chicken and tomato sandwiches.)MRS. BELLAND: Break time! PAIGE: Oh, great, I’m famished! (She tugs on GLENN’s sleeve.) Come on! (PAIGE runs up the steps to GLENN’s mother, while GLENN hangs back. He looks at the map again, then up at PAIGE, who he sees taking a large bite out of the sandwich MRS. BELLAND gave her. PAIGE waves to him. GLENN nods, folds up the map and tucks it into his back pocket, and then heads after PAIGE and MRS. BELLAND as they walk into the house.)[Scene: San Francisco Bay. DARRYL and PHOEBE are walking down the dock. PHOEBE shivers and zips up her denim jacket.]PHOEBE: I know I haven’t been out to the bay in a while, but it still seems awfully cold for this time of year. DARRYL: The weather reports for the bay haven’t been right in the last three weeks. The water’s been choppy, there’s been intense fog, and the wind keeps kicking up. PHOEBE: Well, I’d love to blame it on the weatherman, but given the attack fairy sightings, I have my doubts. (As they walk, the water under the dock sloshes up and splashes them. PHOEBE jumps in surprise as her sandals and bare feet get chilled, while DARRYL groans at his polished black dress shoes, socks, and the cuffs of his slacks being sopped.)DARRYL: I just bought these shoes! (PHOEBE lightly hits DARRYL’s arm.)PHOEBE: Then thank your lucky stars that you don’t have to battle demons on a daily basis. I can’t even tell you how many brand new pairs of shoes I’ve lost because they’ve been casualties of foot-to-chest combat with your demonic fuglies. (She cringes.) And don’t even get me started on all the clothes that I’ve had to throw out because of scorch marks, demon blood, or countless other ways you probably don’t want to hear about. (DARRYL holds up his hand.)DARRYL: I get the picture. (They come to a stop at a boat that’s been docked, which is sealed off by yellow police tape. PHOEBE raises her eyebrow as DARRYL ducks under it.)PHOEBE: I thought you said no one was seriously injured? DARRYL: I did. (PHOEBE ducks under the police tape and DARRYL holds out his hand, helping her onto the boat.) But I didn’t say it was the same for the boats. (As they walk across the deck, PHOEBE notices wet towels strewn around it. DARRYL guides her over to the cabin and PHOEBE stares in shock at the giant indentation and cracked wall.)PHOEBE: What happened? DARRYL: Eric Dobbs reports that a “fairy” threw him into the wall by clapping its hands, but the police believe it may have been some type of water surge or miniature twister. MAN's VOICE: Who the hell are you?! (PHOEBE and DARRYL turn around to see the scruffy owner of the 'Patricia' standing angrily on the deck, holding a pistol in one hand and a mop in the other. DARRYL holds up his hands.)DARRYL: San Francisco PD, Sir. I spoke with you on the phone this morning. (The fisherman, ERIC, looks skeptical.) You are Mr. Eric Dobbs, right? ERIC: Show me your badge! (He wags his pistol.) And no funny business! (DARRYL reaches into the inner pocket of his coat and pulls out his badge.) ERIC: And who’s the girl? DARRYL: My- PHOEBE: Psychic. (She steps forward, allowing ERIC a better look at her.) Phoebe Halliwell, I’m a psychic. Inspector Morris brought me in to investigate whatever it was that attacked you. (ERIC twitches his nose.)ERIC: A psychic huh? (He stuffs his pistol under his arm.) I didn’t think ya’d actually take my claim for real. PHOEBE: Well, I can assure you we are. (She glances at DARRYL.) Inspector Morris is not your garden variety officer, he takes his job very seriously and looks into all possibilities. (ERIC rubs his nose with the back of his hand.)ERIC: So, ya know who did it? PHOEBE: Not yet. (She bites her lip.) If you don’t mind, Mr. Dobbs, I’d like to have a little time alone on the boat. Without additional presence, I’m able to concentrate better. ERIC: A huh. (He grunts.) How much time? (PHOEBE and DARRYL exchange looks.)PHOEBE: Fifteen minutes? (ERIC wipes his nose on his sleeve again.)ERIC: Fine, but I need to get all this water cleaned off my deck, so make sure you don’t take any longer than that. PHOEBE: Yes, Sir. (ERIC gets off the boat. PHOEBE waits until she hears his footsteps disappear, then she walks over to dented wreckage.)DARRYL: So, what now? (PHOEBE bends down and touches the dent in the cabin wall. DARRYL watches her tense up for several seconds, then she relaxes and pulls to her height.)PHOEBE: Just as I suspected. (She opens up the cloth lavender bag that’s hanging at her left side and retrieves a large glass jar with a metal lid that has several holes in it. At the bottom of the jar are five miniature white crystals that have been glued to the bottom. She unscrews the lid.)“Wrecked boats and stormy seas, Bring me the fairy responsible for these.” (A gust of wind whips past PHOEBE causing her to look away. As she does, a tiny funnel of water appears in mid air, depositing the MARINER responsible for ERIC’s attack. Before the MARINER realizes what’s going on, PHOEBE pushes the jar up around the MARINER and clamps the screws on the lid. She and DARRYL lean in, eyeing the fluttering creature through the glass.)DARRYL: Just when you thought you’d seen it all... BREAK |
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Post by The Virtual Series on Oct 26, 2008 19:02:09 GMT -5
Act Three
[Scene: LCD screen. The battery on the corner of the screen is full. The time is at “00:53:27” and counting. On the screen, BABY CHRIS is sitting on his activity quilt, looking board and upset.]PIPER's VOICE: Come on, Chris, crawl for Mommy! Crawl for Mommy! (BABY CHRIS’s face turns red and he suddenly starts to cry.)[Cut to Piper. She hits “Pause” on her video camera and closes the LCD screen. As LEO scoops BABY CHRIS up from the floor, PIPER sets the camera on the table and looks thoroughly disappointed.]LEO: It’s okay, Little Buddy. (He bounces BABY CHRIS.) You’ll do it when you want to, won’t you? PIPER: Have you met Chris? (She folds her arms.) He probably knows exactly what he’s doing. LEO: Piper! You know that’s ridiculous. (He strokes BABY CHRIS’s short brown hair.) It probably wore him out; you just have to be patient. (PIPER glances at BABY MELINDA, who’s giggling as she rocks in her swing.)PIPER: You know, I thought if anyone were to be walking first, and so early, it’d be Mel. LEO: Why? PIPER: Because she can’t get to where ever she wants orb-stantaneously. (She suddenly eyes her video camera again.) I know! (She snatches the camera off the table.) Maybe he just needs a change of environment? Let’s take them over to the Manor and tell my sisters the good news! LEO: Piper- (PIPER scoops BABY MELINDA out of the swing and disappears down the hallway.)PIPER's VOICE: I’ll meet you in the car! [Scene: 415 Magazine. “Gil Corso” is written on a gold plaque on the door as PRUE walks out. She tucks a folder under her arm as she heads down the hallway. Halfway down, she hears a groaning noise from one of the nearby offices and stops. PRUE curiously follows the noise over to the slightly cracked door with the nameplate, “Natalia Jax.” She lightly pushes the door open far enough to poke her head in and sees NATALIA JAX behind her desk, which is covered in photographs, groaning to herself.]PRUE: Nat? (NATALIA looks up.)NATALIA: Hey. (She waves her hand.) Come in. (PRUE slips in and shuts the door.)PRUE: Something wrong? NATALIA: Yes, (she waves her hands over her desk) my entire shoot is ruined. (PRUE blinks.)PRUE: What happened? NATALIA: I don’t know. (She shuffles through her photos.) I’m guessing it was the film, because all of the shots have these same strange streaks in them. (PRUE picks one up.) I can’t believe this! PRUE: (curiously) Where were these taken? NATALIA: The bay, this morning. With all the odd weather down there these last few weeks, someone got the (she makes air quotes) inspiration to write an article on myths and similar occurrences over the years associated with the San Francisco Bay, and of course I got lucky enough be assigned the photographer. But of course, the weather down there this morning was foggy and a little stormy, but I could’ve sworn I’d at least gotten a few good shots. (PRUE seems more interested in the picture in her hand. She picks a few more up and studies them, particularly the little blue blurs.)PRUE: Do you think I could borrow these? (NATALIA throws up her hands.)NATALIA: Borrow them? Sure, you can keep them for all I care, they aren’t going to do me any good. PRUE: Thanks, Nat! (She scoops up the pictures on NATALIA’s desk and races out of the room. NATALIA stares at the doorway, then presses her hands to the sides of her head and groans again.)[Scene: Inside Darryl’s car. DARRYL is driving and PHOEBE is seated in the passenger seat, holding the jar containing the MARINER. Angry high pitched noises are coming from the jar and the MARINER is waving its fist at PHOEBE and kicking the glass.]DARRYL: It seems pretty mad, are you sure it can’t get out of there? (PHOEBE holds up the jar and points to the five miniature crystals stuck to the bottom.)PHOEBE: See those? (Darryl nods.) That means this little guy can’t get out. DARRYL: What’re you going to do with him? PHOEBE: I’m not entirely sure yet, but I do know I’m going to need to find a way to communicate with him before I can interrogate him. (She stares at the MARINER.) I still don’t understand why the Communication Spell I cast didn’t work though. DARRYL: I still don’t know how something that small could cause as much damage as has been reported. PHOEBE: Never underestimate the little guys, Darryl. (They pull up to the Manor and DARRYL parks next to the curb. PHOEBE and DARRYL get out and trek up the walkway towards the pink Victorian.)[Scene: The Belland residence. PAIGE and GLENN are in PAIGE’s green VW Bug, pulling away from the house. They can see MRS. BELLAND standing on the front lawn, waving to them. GLENN waves back to his mother and PAIGE raises a quick hand to also give a pleasant wave until she drives too far away to see MRS. BELLAND in the rearview mirror. She comes to a stop sign at the end of the street, briefly stops, then turns right.]GLENN: Hey Paige, I’ve kind of been thinking about something. (PAIGE glances at him peripherally.)PAIGE: Oh yeah? And what would that be? (GLENN leans his head back on the headrest.)GLENN: I was thinking about that map. (PAIGE laughs.)PAIGE: I knew your mother was a pack rat, but I guess I didn’t know just how bad. (She grins.) I still can’t believe she kept some silly map we made a billion years ago. GLENN: Do you still want to go see it? PAIGE: The Great Wall? GLENN: Yeah! PAIGE: Well… (She shrugs.) Of course I do, but- GLENN: Then we should go! PAIGE: What? (She instinctively turns her head towards him.)GLENN: Car! (PAIGE whips her head back and swerves, missing a car she was about to grind against.)PAIGE: It’s not like I can just orb us there, Glenn. (flustered) I mean, I could, but I’m not supposed to use my powers that way- GLENN: I wasn’t suggesting you should. PAIGE: Then what were you suggesting? GLENN: That we fly there. You know, on a plane? (He raises an eyebrow.) Or has magic made you forget what those nifty little pieces of mortal transportation are? PAIGE: (annoyed) I know what a plane is, Glenn. What I don’t know, is what has gotten into your head. Why in the world would we spend all that money to go on a plane to China when we’d have to turn right about and leave again? What’s the point in that? (She shakes her head.) Where are you even going with this? GLENN: I want us to go see the Great Wall together! I want us to spend a month in China, like we always planned on doing. (He turns in his seat, causing his seatbelt to stretch to its maximum capacity to keep him in place.) Don’t you remember that, Paige? Don’t you remember the plans we used to make? PAIGE: But we were kids. We didn’t know anything about the real world then. GLENN: Just because we were kids doesn’t mean we can’t still make it happen. PAIGE: I thought we’ve already had this discussion before. I can’t just pick up and leave. I have responsibilities. You should understand that more than anyone, considering that you know about me and my sisters. GLENN: I know and I already thought about that! What’s that thing you’re always saying, “I’m just an orb away”? Well, if you went to China with me, and your sisters needed you back here, you’re just an orb away. (He smiles enthusiastically.) Don’t you see? It can work! We can finally do this! (PAIGE says nothing; she just looks back at her boyfriend in confliction.)[Scene: 425 Magazine. Prue’s office. PRUE is seated at her desk, with NATALIA’s photos of the bay neatly laid out. She’s looking through a hand held magnifying glass at the pictures. She shifts the magnifying glass to another photo.]
[Cut to the magnifying glass. In the magnified lens, a tiny winged figure can barely be made out.]
[Cut back to Prue. She sighs and sets the magnifying glass down on a stack of files. She picks up the telephone receiver and starts dialing a number.]
[Scene: Manor. Attic. DARRYL is watching the jar with the MARINER, which is sitting in the table, while PHOEBE is looking in the Book of Shadows. PHOEBE looks up and shakes her head as she wiggles a page.]PHOEBE: This is the only page about the Mariners and it doesn’t have anything useful about how to communicate with them. (She grabs a handful of pages and turns them, revealing a page titled, “To Communicate With Animals” and a spell underneath.) The closest thing is an Animal Communication Spell and clearly (she motions towards the jar) he isn’t an animal. DARRYL: (looking at the MARINER) Clearly… (Unexpectedly, the wicked witch’s theme song from “The Wizard of Oz” begins to sound from PHOEBE's lavender bag. PHOEBE looks down at her bag and opens it. DARRYL lifts a brow. PHOEBE raises a silencing finger as she puts her cell phone to her ear.)PHOEBE: Prue? PRUE's VOICE: You were right. PHOEBE: I was? PRUE's VOICE: About the Mariners. PHOEBE: I know, I caught one. PRUE's VOICE: You what? PHOEBE: Never mind that, just tell me what you know. PRUE's VOICE: I have photographs of them all over the bay. (pause) Look, I’m on my way home right now, I just wanted to give you a head’s up. I’ll see you soon. Bye. (PHOEBE hangs up and stuffs her cell back into her bag.)DARRYL: What was that about? [Cut to the entry way. The door opens and LEO walks in with BABY CHRIS cradled in his arm and his head propped on LEO’s shoulder.]
[Cut to the LCD screen on Piper’s camera. The shot is focused on the back of LEO and BABY CHRIS.]PIPER's VOICE: Smile for the camera, Chris! (LEO turns around with a frown on his face.)LEO: Piper, you’re going to make him camera shy! Cut to Piper. She has BABY MELINDA strapped to her chest in a front carrier. She turns off her camera.]PIPER: You know, you can be such a party pooper. (She deposits the diaper bag by the stairs.) I just want to do for Melinda and Chris what Grams and Mom did for me and my sisters. LEO: I don’t think they chased you guys around with a camera like it were a police spotlight. PIPER: I’m not doing that! LEO: Oh really? (PIPER makes a face.)PIPER: Okay, fine! I’ll tone it down a little, okay? (She sighs.) I just don’t want any of my children’s big moments to go to waste. LEO: They won’t go to waste, Piper. As long as we remember them, they’ll never be a waste. (PIPER and LEO share a smile as PHOEBE trots down the stairs.)PIPER: Phoebe! You’ll never guess- (DARRYL rounds the corner.) PIPER: Darryl. DARRYL: (surprised) Piper! I didn’t know you were here. PIPER: That makes two of us. (PHOEBE gets to the bottom of the stairs.)PHOEBE: Hey! (She carefully hugs LEO and BABY CHRIS followed by PIPER and BABY MELINDA.) What’re you guys doing over here? PIPER: Well…we have big news! Guess what your nephew did today? PHOEBE: Vanquished his first demon? PIPER: Close, but no. (She grins.) He crawled! (PHOEBE squeals.)PHOEBE: Chris crawled? Oooh! (She grabs BABY CHRIS from LEO.) At only six and a half months, really? (PIPER nods ecstatically.) Ahh! (She kisses BABY CHRIS.) I’m so proud of you! DARRYL: (awkwardly) Uh, I hate to interrupt- LEO: Did we walk in on something? PHOEBE: Ehh…we’re dealing with a bit of magical mayhem right now- (The front doors burst open as PAIGE and GLENN walk in, in the middle of what appears to be an argument.)PAIGE: …and what about my job? Do you really think I can just drop that for a month and go traipsing through Beijing? GLENN: Like I said- (GLENN stops abruptly as he sees their audience. PAIGE slowly looks over her shoulder to see her family watching her. An awkward silence fills the air as PAIGE offers up a fake smile to try and distract from the obvious altercation at hand.)BREAK |
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Post by The Virtual Series on Oct 26, 2008 19:12:49 GMT -5
Act Four
[Scene: Manor. Living room. GLENN is sitting on the couch and PAIGE hands him the remote control.]PAIGE: Glenn, please, just let me deal with this magic crisis right now and then we can talk about China later. GLENN: And by “talk” you really mean give me your one-hundred-and-one reasons why it’s such a terrible idea and can never work? (PAIGE holds up her hand.)PAIGE: I don’t have time for this! Magic comes first, we’ll talk about this later. (She storms off.)[Flashback: Sixteen-year-old PAIGE is seated on a toilet seat, taking long drags off of a cirgarette. The room is steamy, the mirror is fogged, and the sound of water can still be heard from behind the closed shower curtain along with the sight of a faint silhouette.]GLENN's VOICE: Man, I can’t wait to get out of here! Once I’m eighteen, I’m so gone! (PAIGE picks up a box from the sink. It has a picture of a teenager with spiky wild green hair. She chuckles and takes another drag of her cigarette.) GLENN's VOICE: Can’t you just imagine it, Paige? PAIGE: Two years is an eternity. (GLENN pokes his head out of the shower curtain. A puff of steam slithers out around his head as he grins at PAIGE. His head is full of dark green hair.)GLENN: How does it look? (PAIGE grins.)PAIGE: Like your mom forced you to eat way too much broccoli when you were little. GLENN: So does that mean you like it? PAIGE: It means (she tosses the dye box into the trash and pulls herself off the toilet seat so that she can press her face right up to his) that I love it! (They kiss.)GLENN: What else do you love? (He slips his soaking wet arms out of the shower and wraps them around PAIGE’s waist. PAIGE wraps her arms around GLENN’s neck.)PAIGE: Hmm… I (she drags her nail up his bare chest) love (she runs her fingers through his green hair) you. (She presses her lips to his. He hugs her, getting her all wet.)GLENN: Oh yeah? I’d love to hear all about how much you love me… (PAIGE grins.)PAIGE: And maybe when we’re tucked away in some tiny hotel in Hong Kong, I’ll tell you… GLENN: And until then, how about you and I have our own little getaway? (PAIGE squeals as he pulls her into the shower and yanks the curtain closed.)[Cut back to the present. GLENN hits his forehead with the remote.]GLENN: I’m an idiot! [Cut to the attic. BABY MELINDA and BABY CHRIS are seated on large quilt located on the floor. BABY MELINDA is on her back shaking a rattle in her hand while BABY CHRIS is on his stomach sucking on a binky, but his eyes are locked onto the fluttering MARINER on the table, right next to PIPER’s video camera.]PHOEBE: (to LEO) Do you think you could talk to him? You’re supposed to be able to speak any language right? LEO: I only have human charges, so I can only speak human languages. PIPER: What if we were to rewrite the Animal Communication Spell? DARRYL: She tried that just before we came downstairs and found you guys. (PAIGE walks in, looking flustered and annoyed.)PAIGE: Okay, what’s the deal? (DARRYL, LEO, PHOEBE, and PIPER look at each other. PAIGE folds her arms across her arms across her chest. Nobody notices BABY CHRIS reaching for the jarred MARINER.)PIPER: I was about to suggest a potion for our communications problem. PAIGE: Great! (She waves her arm dramatically.) You go right on down there, we’ll just wait for you up here. (PAIGE walks over to the old sofa and flops down with her arms crossed. Meanwhile, BABY CHRIS is still eyeing the MARINER. He suddenly orbs onto the table next to the jar. PIPER instantly sees and sprints across the room, grabbing BABY CHRIS and accidentally knocking the jar off the table. PHOEBE throws up her hands.)PHOEBE: No! (As the jar is falling, a pinpoint of pinkish-white light appears in the air, forming into THISTLE. BABY MELINDA notices her and lets out an excited squeal as the jar shatters on the floor, freeing the MARINER. The MARINER looks furious.) Someone, catch him! (LEO lunges to grab the MARINER, but it zooms out of LEO’s grasp, causing LEO to fall into an unhappy heap on the hardwood. THISTLE places her hands on her hips and says something to the MARINER. BABY MELINDA giggles. The MARINER shakes his head and folds his arms in a pout. The four adults stare at the creature with strange expressions.)DARRYL: (whispering to PHOEBE) What’s it doing? PHOEBE: (whispering to Darryl) I have no idea. (THISTLE narrows her eyes and wags her finger disapprovingly. The MARINER rolls his eyes and THISTLE flutters up to him and thumps him on the head. BABY MELINDA and BABY CHRIS both laugh. The MARINER winces then finally nods in compliance as he rubs his wound. THISTLE throws fairy dust on the MARINER and it glitters as it soaks into him. She quickly flutters from PIPER, to LEO, to PAIGE, to PHOEBE, and even to DARRYL and throws fairy dust in their faces, prompting a violent sneeze from each of them. When she’s done, THISTLE waves her hand.)MARINER: You don’t understand- (DARRYL jumps back.)DARRYL: I thought that thing couldn’t speak! MARINER: Thing?! I have a name you know! (PHOEBE starts to open her mouth, but LEO holds up his hand.)LEO: And that would be? MARINER: Skip. (He folds his arms indignantly.)PHOEBE: As in Skipper? (She laughs.) That’s original. (SKIP angrily kicks his foot in the air. An angry gust of wind kicks up and blows things around the attic.)PIPER: (to PHOEBE) Shh! (to SKIP) If you could talk all along, why didn’t you earlier? SKIP: This is only temporary, thanks to your friend Thistle. PHOEBE: Thistle? Thistle’s here? (She looks around.) Where? DARRYL: Who’s Thistle? SKIP: She’s near the window (PHOEBE looks) but that’s not important. What is, is that we aren’t your enemy- PHOEBE: Then why have you been attacking the boats in the bay? I know it was you, I had a vision of it! SKIP: We were trying to keep the fisherman safe. (He sighs.) There’s a much bigger problem here than you realize. (He flies over to the Book of Shadows and holds out his hands. Heavy wind blows from them, causing the pages to turn. The pages land on a hideous, old, redheaded woman.)PHOEBE: “The Sea Hag”? SKIP: She used to be a Water Mistress, one of the beings that Mariners serve. But about fifty years ago, she began to abuse her power. She started using it for needless destruction and the other Masters and Mistresses of the Water voted to cast her out of their circle and ban her to a sealed cove in the middle of the Pacific. She’s been there ever since…until now. We’re not sure how she escaped, but she’s come back more powerful than ever and she wants her revenge. (He looks down.) We were merely trying to keep the mortals out of crossfire by scaring them off the water. PAIGE: How are we supposed to destroy this Hag? SKIP: There’s only one way, with a sacred auger shell. Water Masters are immortal and auger shells absorb immortality. PIPER: So how do we get one? SKIP: I only know of two…and as of late, the Sea Hag possesses them both. PAIGE: (grumbling) I feel like I’m in a bad movie that just keeps getting worse. PIPER: Okay, so we go to Plan B. We just orb to this cove, snatch a shell, and suck the life right out of her. SKIP: The cove’s magically protected. One can’t just transport there, you have to travel there the long way. (He folds his arms.) Can any of you fly? PHOEBE: I can levitate. SKIP: Yeah… (He shakes his head.) …no. LEO: (to the sisters) Why don’t you try writing a spell to track the Sea Hag? (SKIP shakes his head.)SKIP: It won’t work, I’m sure of it. PHOEBE: Then you obviously don’t know the Power of Three. [Time lapse. PRUE is heading for the stairs when she hears the TV from the living room. She turns and walks into the living.]PRUE: Okay I’m- (She sees GLENN, who turns around.) Glenn? (GLENN points to the attic.)GLENN: I don’t really know what’s going on, but they’re all up there. [Cut to the attic. PHOEBE picks up a spell that PAIGE just wrote. She looks it over and pats her sister’s shoulder approvingly.]PHOEBE: This is really good, Paige! Combining Western Wicca with Eastern thinking, it’s great! (PAIGE wrinkles her nose.)PAIGE: Yeah…I guess I really have the East seared into my brain right now. (PRUE walks in.)PHOEBE: (to PRUE) Hey, you’re just in time! PRUE: For? PHOEBE: Vanquishing an immortal Sea Hag. PRUE: Sea Hag? PIPER: Yeah, deadly Mistress with the power to control water. PHOEBE: All very standard stuff. PRUE: Wait, I-I thought we were dealing with Mariners here? PHOEBE: We were. Are. Still am, actually. (She shrugs.) It’s kind of both. (She shows PRUE PAIGE’s spell.) Anyway, let’s get this started so we can get done. (PRUE seems to hesitate, then nods.)PRUE: Okay. (She looks over the spell.) What is it suppose to do? PAIGE: Take us to the Sea Hag. (PRUE, PHOEBE, and PAIGE join hands.)PRUE, PHOEBE, & PAIGE: “Powers of the witches rise, Find the Hag who speaks in lies, Balance chakra, focus chi, Lead us through the cruel, cruel sea.” (The Charmed Ones’ eyes flick back and forth.)PHOEBE: We didn’t go anywhere. (PRUE's shoulders relax.)PRUE: It didn’t work. DARRYL: I think you might want to guess again. (DARRYL points and the Charmed Ones follow his finger. There, fluttering in the air next to LEO, who is holding BABY CHRIS and BABY MELINDA, is PIPER, with waist length curling brown hair and in a layered, flowing turquoise dress with luminescent wings protruding from her back.)[Scene: The Sea Hag’s cove. The SEA HAG has both of her index and middle fingers pressed to her temples in concentration. A thundering sound is heard, followed by a bolt of lightning. A giant demon - NECRON - with pale, decaying skin appears.]NECRON: Do you have my immortality yet, Hag? (The SEA HAG opens her eyes and turns to him.)SEA HAG: No- NECRON: (booming) You promised me that if I freed you from your prison, you would provide me with the immortality of the Water Masters! SEA HAG: I’m getting close! You must be patient though. They’re powerful and they’re in hiding now that they know I’m after them. NECRON: But you have the auger shells- SEA HAG: Which are useless without someone to take immortality from. NECRON: Then perhaps I should simply use one on you? SEA HAG: Well, if you knew were the shells were, you wouldn’t have needed me to begin with. (NECRON sneers. The SEA HAG appears to be about to say something else, when a cool breeze stirs the air.)PRUE, PHOEBE, & PAIGE’s Voices: “Powers of the witches rise, Find the Hag who speaks in lies, Balance chakra, focus chi, Lead us through the cruel, cruel sea.” SEA HAG: (sneering) Someone is trying to summon me! (A hovering ball of water appears in her hand and then she dissolves into water and disappears into a puddle of herself with an audible splash.)BREAK |
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Post by The Virtual Series on Oct 26, 2008 19:14:30 GMT -5
Act Five
[Scene: Manor. Living room. GLENN is still watching television when unbeknownst to him, a puddle appears on the floor and forms into the SEA HAG.]SEA HAG: (furiously) Who summons me?! (GLENN turns around.)GLENN: Who the hell are you? (The SEA HAG hurls her water ball at GLENN. It hits his chest and splashes, encasing him in a funnel of water which he begins to drown in. At that moment, the Charmed Ones walk in with LEO carrying the Twins, and DARRYL. PIPER and SKIP are fluttering behind them. PAIGE sees GLENN in the water funnel and shrieks. When PRUE sees him, she freezes. PHOEBE instantly gets into a fighting stance and jumps into a levitating kick at the SEA HAG. The SEA HAG summons another hydro sphere and hits PHOEBE’s offending foot, encasing PHOEBE in the wall of water. PRUE starts to hyperventilate as the Twins’ force field rises up around them, LEO, and DARRYL who is standing just next to LEO. The SEA HAG attempts to use another water ball on PAIGE, but she throws up her hands and the water ball as well as everything else in the room seem to slow to a stop and then time reverses and the water ball vanishes as if it was never there.)PAIGE: Prue, do something! Phoebe and Glenn are drowning! (PRUE’s eyes are stuck on her drowning sister; she seems paralyzed. She hugs her stomach.)[Flashback: PATTY HALLIWELL is lying on the dock at Camp Skylark in a body bag with a medic and two officers kneeled around her.]MEDIC: Third drowning this year. (LITTLE PRUE HALLIWELL is on the dock, staring at PATTY as they zip her up.)LITTLE PRUE: Mommy! [Cut back to the present. The SEA HAG smirks. She curls her fingers, starting to produce another water sphere when a strong gust of wind comes out of nowhere and blasts her off her feet. PAIGE jumps at PRUE, grabbing her sister and ducking behind the sofa.]PAIGE: (whispering) Are you going to let Phoebe die?! Use your powers! (The words don’t seem to faze PRUE, who appears to be lost in her own little world; her whole body is quivering. Inside the Twin’s force field, LEO turns to DARRYL and hands him the Twins.)DARRYL: What’re you doing? LEO: (to BABY CHRIS) Take Uncle Darryl somewhere safe. DARRYL: Somewhere sa- (The force field disappears and the Twins and DARRYL disappear in a swathe of orbs. LEO orbs out as well. From behind the sofa, PAIGE eyes the fire poker by the fireplace. Meanwhile, the SEA HAG recovers from the attack and zeros in on the sofa, more furious than ever. She summons another water ball as LEO orbs in behind her and smashes a potion vial onto her back. Smoke rises from her back and she howls as she turns to face LEO. He throws another potion at her face, but she hits it with her water sphere, trapping it before it can hurt her. But to her surprise, her arm seems to be stuck in its stretched out position. She looks shocked and soon, the rest of her can’t move. Her eyes lock on LEO as he produces another potion, but instead she turns into water and disappears with a splash. With her disappearance, the water columns around GLENN and PHOEBE vanish too, dropping them both to the ground. PAIGE scrambles out from behind the sofa to GLENN, as LEO moves to PHOEBE. PAIGE begins to perform CPR.)PAIGE: Please, please, please… (PAIGE presses her hands to his chest and then leans in, giving him mouth-to-mouth. LEO works on healing PHOEBE. PAIGE repeats her chest compressions several times.) PAIGE: Wake up, damnit! (LEO heals PHOEBE and gets up to see GLENN when water spills from his lips and he coughs. GLENN sits up and PAIGE wraps her arms around him.) PAIGE: Thank god! (PHOEBE sees PRUE behind the sofa, hugging her stomach with her eyes closed. She gets behind the sofa and sits down next to her sister, wrapping her arms around her.)PHOEBE: (softly) Prue? (She strokes PRUE’s hair.) Hey… (She rubs PRUE’s back in slow circles.) What’s going on? (PRUE’s teeth clatter together, but she doesn’t speak. PHOEBE lifts her eyes to meet LEO’s.)LEO: I think she’s in shock. [Time lapse. Except for her hair, PHOEBE is dry and dressed in different clothes as she walks into the living room. GLENN is seated next to PAIGE on the sofa, wrapped in a towel.]PHOEBE: Darryl’s up there with the Twins, keeping an eye on her. (She sits down in the over stuffed chair. She exhales.) I don’t understand, though, I thought she conquered her fear of water with Barbas. LEO: Maybe it’s different this time? Because it’s not just her life anymore, it’s her daughter’s too. PAIGE: But she’s never been scared to battle demons while she’s been pregnant before. PHOEBE: But Leo’s right, she’s never faced a demon with control over water since she’s been pregnant. PAIGE: So, what are we gonna do? (SKIP and PIPER appear.)SKIP: I believe I have an idea. (PHOEBE, PAIGE, LEO, and GLENN look at him silently, waiting for him to continue.) SKIP: I believe your spell to track the Sea Hag worked as it did (he indicates PIPER) so I could show her to the Sea Hag’s cove. If I take her there, perhaps she’ll be able to vanquish her. PAIGE: She’s the size of a finger, what makes you think she’ll be able to vanquish her? PIPER: Well, the spell had to work the way it did for some reason, right? I believe I’m supposed to follow Skip there. GLENN: And just wing it once you get there? (PHOEBE and PAIGE glare at GLENN.) What? (He thinks about what he just said.) Sorry, no pun intended. PIPER: I guess…isn’t that what we usually do? PHOEBE: What if she sees you? PIPER: Well, hopefully she’ll still be coming down from the effects of the stun potion Leo used on her. It’s supposed to last a good two hours. I should know, I made it. PAIGE: And if she’s not? SKIP: We’ll be careful. I know where to hide. (PAIGE still looks skeptical.) If your sister can’t find the auger shell to vanquish her, we’ll come back with a report of what we’ve found. GLENN: I think the little winged dude’s right. SKIP: Skip! GLENN: Hey, I’m backing you up here. (SKIP glares.) Having him show Piper the way there is better than nothing, right? And really, there’s no other obvious explanation for the effects of the spell, so… SKIP: So then it’s settled. (He zips over to the closed window.) Mind opening this? (LEO gets up and opens the window. PIPER flutters over to him.)PIPER: I’ll be back soon, don’t worry too much. (She kisses him on his nose and then her and SKIP take hands and zip out the window.)[Cut to Prue’s bedroom. PRUE is lying in bed, staring at the ceiling. The Twins’ portable playpen is at the foot of PRUE’s bed and DARRYL has pulled up a chair to sit beside her.]DARRYL: You know, I’m here for you if you want to talk about…it. (A tear runs from PRUE’s eye down the side of her face. She swipes it away with her fingers.)PRUE: (quietly) There’s only ever been three times in my life when I felt that powerless…The day I saw my mother on the dock after she’d been killed, the first demon I faced after Andy’s death, and today. (She touches her stomach.) My god, what if it happens again? (She looks DARRYL straight in the eyes.) I didn’t even try to save Phoebe! What kind of sister does that? (DARRYL doesn’t know what to say. Instead, he just places his hand under hers and gives it a supportive squeeze.)[Scene: The Sea Hag’s cove. A tiny crack in the wall of the cove is allowing a stream of water to trickle through. SKIP squeezes out of the hole and a moment later; PIPER also tries to squeeze out but can’t quite make it.]PIPER: (grumbling) My wing’s stuck. SKIP: Give me your hands. (PIPER holds out her hands and SKIP grabs onto them. His wings flutter feverishly as he yanks and pulls on her. Finally, with a little popping noise, he pulls PIPER free and the hole becomes slightly bigger, making a rush of water instead of a trickle. PIPER rubs her wing.)PIPER: Thanks. (She looks around.) I don’t see anyone. (SKIP presses his finger to his lips. Silently, they fly around the cove, landing in carefully concealed nooks and crannies. They hear a shallow growling and peer over some rocks to find the SEA HAG, forcing herself to move her arms which are still heavy from PIPER’s paralyzing stun potion. They duck down behind the rocks again.) PIPER: We need to find the auger shells. Any idea where they might be? (SKIP shakes his head. PIPER frowns.) If I were an auger shell, where would I be? (She folds her arms and starts to flicker around the cove. From the corner of her eye, she notices something sparkle under the water. She points.) Hey, Skip! What’s that? (SKIP makes his way over to PIPER, but when he looks in the direction she’s point, he sees nothing but water.)SKIP: I don’t see anything. PIPER: The water’s glittering, right there. (Again, SKIP shakes his head. Frustrated, PIPER zips down to the water, hovering just above it. The glittering is far brighter.) Come here, look! SKIP: There’s nothing… (He narrows his eyes.) Dive in. PIPER: What? SKIP: Dive in. Find what you say is there. (PIPER hesitates, then places her hands together in a diving position and pounces into the water. A minute later, there’s an explosive blast from the water and it spits up PIPER, now in her human form, holding two auger shells. She coughs as she spits up water. SKIP grins.) SKIP: You must have been able to see their hiding place as a result of your sisters’ spell. PIPER: Okay, (she throws a sopping flap of hair over her shoulder) so now we just- (A torrent of water gushes into the rocks that SKIP and PIPER had been hiding behind while spying on the SEA HAG. The rocks shatter, causing both PIPER and SKIP to jump. The SEA HAG appears in a wet splash. Her eyes are flashing furiously.)SEA HAG: Those are mine! (She summons a water sphere to her hand and aims it at PIPER, but SKIP claps his hands and a wall of water rises out from the pool where PIPER found the hidden shells and absorbs the SEA HAG’s attack. PIPER scrambles to her feet and dives into the pool. The SEA HAG cackles.) Bad move, witch! (The SEA HAG raises her hand and the water begins to swirl, forming an undertow. PIPER begins to struggle as she’s pulled under. SKIP raises his hand and a funnel of water bursts out of the center of the undertow, balancing PIPER on top of it like a throne. It takes a moment to get her wits about her, but as soon as she does, PIPER holds up one of the auger shells.)PIPER: You want it? You can have it! (She hurls the auger shell at the SEA HAG, who tries to splash away, but it locks onto her skin as she turns into water and forces her back into her human form. The SEA HAG screams as the tentacles from the auger shell grasp onto her chest and begin to suck away her immortality. She withers to the floor and her body begins to literally fall to the ground in droplets as the life is sucked out of her. With a clank, the auger shell falls to the floor as the SEA HAG is vanquished. SKIP motions his tiny fingers and the bubbling funnel of water PIPER’s being balanced on arches and deposits her on the wet floor. She looks grateful.) Thanks. SKIP: No, I should be thanking you. (PIPER smiles. She starts to get up.)PIPER: So, how do we get out of- (A thundering noise fills the cove.) Oh, that didn’t sound good. (She turns, just in time to see a lightning bolt coming at her. She dives to the ground and the bolt hits the rocky cove wall, blasting a hole through it to reveal the endless ocean outside. SKIP flicks his arms, summoning up a deafening wind which he directs at NECRON, but it only serves to anger him instead of stall him. He aims his arm at SKIP and a bolt of electricity snakes from his fingers, blasting into the little guy.) No! (SKIP explodes into a little burst of water.)NECRON: Give me the auger! (NECRON aims his arm at PIPER, but then notices the first auger on the floor, about to fall over the edge into the water. He turns away from PIPER, ready to grab the auger when it flies off the edge and sinks into the watery depths. NECRON grasps at the air. A shadow washes over his face and he looks up to see PRUE standing outside of the hole he’d blasted into the cove wall.)PRUE: You stay away from my sister! (NECRON sneers and raises his hand, aiming an electric bolt at PRUE. PRUE also holds up her hand, countering his bolt with an electrical bolt of her own. A heavy splintering sound fills the air as the two bolts battle out for dominance. Simultaneously, PRUE and NECRON raise their other hands, also emitting electrical charges. NECRON start to appear to tire, so PRUE narrows her eyes and telekinetically knocks NECRON off his feet, making him lose his control over his power. She aims both her hands at him and directs two final bolts into his body, vanquishing him. PIPER stands up as PHOEBE pokes her head in around PRUE.)PHOEBE: (to PIPER) Are you okay? PIPER: Yeah. (She jumps across a few rocks to make it to her sisters.) How did you find me? (As PHOEBE helps her out of the cove, she sees LEO and PAIGE also there.) I thought you couldn’t orb here. LEO: We couldn’t. It was protected and I couldn’t get a lock on you, but all the sudden you came back on my radar and I sensed you were in trouble, so we just orbed. (PIPER looks back at the hole in the cove.)PIPER: I bet the wards were broken when that demon made that. (PHOEBE looks into the cove.)PHOEBE: Where’s Skip? (PIPER hangs her head.)PIPER: The demon- (PHOEBE closes her eyes.) He was trying to protect me…I’m sorry. PHOEBE: (quietly) Me too. BREAK |
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Post by The Virtual Series on Oct 26, 2008 19:14:53 GMT -5
Act Six
[Scene: Manor. Paige’s bedroom. PAIGE is sitting on her bed with a hand written note in hand. Her liquid brown eyes keep washing over the blue penned words that say, “Paige, I know you’re upset with me right now, but please just hear me out. You’ve been my best friend since Kindergarten and the only woman I’ve ever been able to consistently come back to. Can you really blame me for wanting to fulfill my dreams with you? I know you have your responsibilities, but I think we could make it work. I KNOW we could make it work! Even if you spend half our trip in San Francisco, dealing with your kids and your family, I wouldn’t mind. I understand. Just please think about it. I’ll be at the airport at 7:00. If you’re answer’s yes, meet me there. I’m counting on you, Paige. Love, Glenn.” PAIGE heaves a sigh and looks across her room, eyeing a half packed suitcase on the floor. Her eyes move to her dresser, where she has a picture of her and her sisters sitting next to a picture of herself, LILA WRIGHT, and BILLY TANNON taken at the South Bay Social Services New Year’s Eve party of 2003. She slumps her shoulders forward, drops GLENN's note onto her bed, and buries her face in her hands.]
[Scene: P3. PHOEBE is walking down the stairs, but nobody appears to be around. She steps off the stairs and onto the floor, only for a ripple to spread out from her step. She doesn’t notice it and continues walking.]PHOEBE: (calling) Monica? Mel? (She tilts her head as the ripples on the floor grow with each step.) Chris? (She stops, but the ripples don’t.) Anyone? (Suddenly, the floor opens up and begins to pull PHOEBE in. She yelps and levitates to the ceiling. Unfortunately, the vortex starts to grow at an even hungrier pace. As she’s staring down at it, she sees the Twins’ force field glowing from the pit. Her mouth drops open as the force field disappears. On the stairs, CHRIS and MELINDA orb in.)MELINDA: (yelling) Aunt Phoebe! (CHRIS motions his hand, telekinetically pulling PHOEBE towards him and MELINDA. The vortex grows so large it sucks up two tables and their respective chairs. CHRIS grabs PHOEBE’s and MELINDA’s arms and orbs them away. The sucking vortex lingers for several moments then closes up.)[Scene: Manor. Attic. CHRIS, PHOEBE, and MELINDA orb in. PHOEBE looks out of breath.]MELINDA: (to CHRIS) What the hell?! (She throws up her arms.) There wasn’t suppose to be a vortex this year! PHOEBE: What’s going on? MELINDA: (to Chris) Correct me if I’m wrong, but isn’t that three years down the road? CHRIS: I think we triggered it. MELINDA: That’s obvious! CHRIS: Stop yelling! MELINDA: Well! (She folds her arms like a pouting child.) I don’t understand why it’s here now. PHOEBE: Excuse me! (She waves her arm.) I’m a little lost here. What’s going on? (CHRIS stomps over to the Wicca chest and opens it.)CHRIS: That vortex, it was caused by a surplus of magic at P3. PHOEBE: When did we get a surplus? MELINDA: They’re caused by demon vanquishes, the presence of magical beings, and general magic usage. CHRIS: Magic leaves an invisible residue where ever it goes. When too much magical residue builds up, those vortexes can form and try to suck it all up, hence the reason they grew when we used our powers. PHOEBE: Why have I never heard of these before? The Manor’s never had one and we clearly have more magic here than at P3. MELINDA: That’s because of the Nexus, it acts as a magical drain for the excess residue, otherwise the Manor would be popping out vortexes all the time. (pause) I just don’t get why the on at P3 showed up early. CHRIS: Probably because of us coming to the past. There’s been double the magic there, so it showed up in half the time. PHOEBE: So, what do we do to stop it? (CHRIS holds up the five white crystals from the chest.)CHRIS: We have to place these inside P3 and leave them there for a day without magical interference. They’ll soak up the magical residue and you’ll know when it’s gone because these will turn purple. MELINDA: Of course, we’re not going to be able to put them down there ourselves without getting sucked up in the process. We need someone non-magical. (PHOEBE pulls her cell phone out of her pocket.)PHOEBE: Hopefully Darryl hasn’t gotten home yet… [Scene: Piper and Leo’s house. Living room. The coffee table has been pushed aside to make ample room on the floor. PIPER is sitting with BABY CHRIS and BABY MELINDA on a blanket. She has her eyes covered with her hands and suddenly she opens them again.]PIPER: Peek-a-boo! (BABY CHRIS and BABY MELINDA giggle loudly. BABY MELINDA slaps her hands up and down. PIPER covers her eyes again.) Where’re the Twins? (She uncovers her eyes.) There they are! (BABY CHRIS coos. Above PIPER’s head, a pinkish-white flash appears and turns into THISTLE. BABY MELINDA sees her and her eyes light up as she reaches for the fairy. THISTLE eyes BABY CHRIS and wiggles her finger, beckoning the half whitelighter infant. THISTLE points at PIPER. BABY MELINDA giggles. Suddenly, BABY CHRIS gets onto his hands and knees and starts crawling towards PIPER. THISTLE grins and disappears, but BABY CHRIS continues to crawl to his mother. PIPER is speechless and glowing excitedly at the same time.)[Cut to the LCD screen on Piper’s video camera. The battery is one-fourth full. A laughing BABY MELINDA, a crawling BABY CHRIS, and an ecstatic PIPER are all being filmed.]
[Cut to Leo. He’s standing in the hallway, recording the scene with a beaming grin on his face.]
[Scene: P3. Front walk. PHOEBE, CHRIS, and MELINDA are anxiously waiting outside P3’s entrance. The door opens and DARRYL walks out.]DARRYL: Well, they started glowing after I put the last one down, so I assume they’re working. (CHRIS nods. PHIOEBE hugs DARRYL.)PHOEBE: Thanks for the help. DARRYL: Thanks for yours. (He looks at his watch.) I gotta go, though, otherwise I’ll be late for dinner and Sheila’s parents are in town for the weekend so… PHOEBE: Tell Sheila and the kids we said hi. DARRYL: I will. (He turns to leave, then glances back at MELINDA.) By the way, Monica’s looking for you, and she’s not too happy. (MELINDA makes a face.)PHOEBE: I’ll take care of it. (DARRYL leaves. PHOEBE, CHRIS, and MELINDA all stand awkwardly together. PHOEBE eyes her nephew.) PHOEBE: Hey, do you guys have anything pressing to do right now? CHRIS: Well, there was something I wanted to discuss with Dad- (He sees the look on his aunt’s face.) But it can wait. (PHOEBE smiles.)PHOEBE: Let’s take a little walk down to the bay. (They head off.)[Time lapse. GLENN is waiting at the airport. He looks down at his watch. It says “6:59.” He’s looking around but he doesn’t see PAIGE. He’s tapping his foot nervously. People are walking around and rolling their luggage past him without giving him a second thought. He seems to be the only person staying in one spot. A beeping goes off on his watch at the time changes to “7:00.” He looks up anxiously, turns around, and turns back. He doesn’t see PAIGE anywhere. His face seems to fall as he looks down at his suitcase. He closes his eyes.]GLENN: What was I thinking? (He presses a button on his watch, ceasing the beeping. He starts to roll his luggage through the crowd when he sees a glimpse of PAIGE’s face through the masses. He looks up again and blinks and sure enough, PAIGE is standing there, looking right at him. A smile beams on his face as he runs over to her, drops his luggage, and hugs her.) You came! (He shakes his head in disbelief.) I can’t believe you came! (PAIGE smiles slightly.)PAIGE: I know. (GLENN notices she has no suitcase.)GLENN: Where’s your suitcase? (He pauses then steps back.) Wait a minute- PAIGE: I don’t need one. GLENN: You’re not- PAIGE: Yes. GLENN: Then why did you even come? PAIGE: No. (She grabs his hands.) Yes. Yes! Yes, I’ll come! GLENN: (shocked) You will? (He blinks.) You are? But- PAIGE: If I have to come back here anyway, why risk losing my luggage to the airlines, right? (GLENN scoops her up into his arms and spins her around. PAIGE giggles childishly.)GLENN: This is going to be the best month ever! (Neither of them can help contain their happiness. They move to the front desk and GLENN pulls out his credit card.)TICKET AGENT: Yes, Sir? GLENN: Two to Shanhaiguan please. TICKET AGENT: Your name? GLENN: Glenn Belland. TICKET AGENT: And your passenger? GLENN: Paige Matthews. (The TICKET AGENT types something into the computer.)TICKET AGENT: First class, business, or coach? GLENN: First class, departing tonight! (GLENN grabs PAIGE’s hand, grinning. As the TICKET AGENT types something else into the computer, a ringing noise goes off from PAIGE’s purse. She looks down and pulls her hand away from GLENN in order to get out her cell phone. He eyes her as she places the phone to her ear.)PAIGE: Hello? (Her face falls and so does GLENN’s.) Yes, of course. (She hangs up.)GLENN: Your sisters? (PAIGE shakes her head.)PAIGE: No, one of my social cases. (She shakes her head sadly.) I have to go. GLENN: Paige- PAIGE: I’m sorry. (Her eyes get wet.) I’m so sorry. GLENN: You can meet me there- (PAIGE shakes her head.)PAIGE: I was wrong, you were right. I shouldn’t have come. (She touches his hand.) I have to go. TICKET AGENT: Excuse me, Mr. Belland- (GLENN holds up his hand.)GLENN: Hold on! (He touches PAIGE’s shoulder.) Please, I know- PAIGE: I love you, Glenn. So much. But I just can’t be the woman you want me to be. You’re a free spirit and I’m…not. Not anymore. GLENN: Are you…breaking up with me? PAIGE: I…no! I don’t want that, I’ve never wanted that. I’m just trying to tell you how things are. I don’t want to hurt you, but I just can’t be what you need. GLENN: You’re exactly what I need Paige. (He pulls her into a hug.) Maybe you’re right…maybe we should take a break. PAIGE: Glenn, that’s not what I’m saying! I don’t want to break up- GLENN: Noogie, when have we ever really broken up? (PAIGE smiles in spite of herself.) Exactly. It’s just a break. (He shrugs.) Just like high school, remember? (A tear runs down PAIGE’s cheek and GLENN wipes it away with his thumb.) We’ll always be together, you and me against the world…no matter how far across the world we are from each other. (PAIGE laughs again, weakly.)TICKET AGENT: Mr. Belland? Have you decided against these tickets? GLENN: (at the same time as PAIGE) Yes. PAIGE: (at the same time as Glenn) No. (She shakes her head at him and holds up one finger to the teller.) He’d just like one. GLENN: I don’t want to go to China without you, I’ll go somewhere else. PAIGE: No. You have to. I’m telling you that you have to. (The teller looks at GLENN. PAIGE nods and finally, so does GLENN.) You’ll have to come back and tell me all about it, okay? GLENN: You know, you can always pop in if you’d like. (PAIGE smiles. The TICKET AGENT hands him his ticket.) TICKET AGENT: Your flight leaves in fifteen minutes. (GLENN grabs PAIGE and kisses her.)GLENN: Promise me something. PAIGE: What? GLENN: If you get lonely, don’t be…just don’t find someone better than me, okay? PAIGE: I promise. (They kiss again.)[Scene: San Francisco Bay. PHOEBE, MELINDA, and CHRIS are standing are standing at the edge of the dock.]PHOEBE: Here’s to Skip. (She lights a blue candle and it reflects off their faces and the water.) You will be missed. [Scene: Manor. Attic. The summoning circle is lit and PRUE is standing before it as a funnel of lights deposits a transparent ANDY before her. She looks weak and tired.]ANDY: What’s the matter? (He steps out of the circle and touches her face tenderly. PRUE touches her belly.)PRUE: I don’t want to abandon my daughter the way Mom abandon me. (She bites her lip.) Tell me history is not going to repeat itself. (pause) Tell me I’m not going to become her. (ANDY hugs her.)ANDY: (whispering) You’re the strongest person I’ve ever known. Unlike some of us, you would never abandon your family and the ones you love. |
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Post by The Virtual Series on Oct 26, 2008 19:16:31 GMT -5
End Credits Co-StarringBrody Jo Hamilton --- Melinda Halliwell Jackson Phillip Deveraux Kaufman --- Chris Halliwell Jennifer Badger --- Monica Sinclair Kristi Evans --- Natalia Jax Kristine Sutherland --- Mrs. Belland Lucy Meyer --- Little Paige Matthews Marcus Watson --- Little Glenn Belland Charles Walker --- Eric Dobbs FeaturingEllen Bradley --- Ticket Agent Production & DesignDaniel (Astral Echo) - Co-Casting Director Camille (Fourever Charmed) - Co-Casting Director Alex (Criminally Vulgar) - Video Editor (Credits) Alex (Criminally Vulgar) - Set Designer |
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