CHARMED
1X13: FROM FEAR TO ETERNITY
ORIGINAL AIR DATE ON WB: 02/10/1999
TRANSCRIBED FROM DVD
Written by: TONY BLAKE & PAUL JACKSON
Directed by: LES SHELDON
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SUMMARY: It's Friday the Thirteenth. Prue and Phoebe stop the Demon of Fear
while Piper battles her own superstitions.
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CHARMED
1X13: FROM FEAR TO ETERNITY
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FADE IN:
[EXT. SAN FRANCISCO (STOCK) - NIGHT]
[EXT. OCCULT SHOP (STOCK) - NIGHT]
[INT. OCCULT SHOP -- NIGHT]
(It's 11:58 pm, nearly midnight. Off screen, we hear the jingling sounds of
jewelry. Tanjella, the shop owner, turns around. She's got a worried look on
her face.)
(Prue and Phoebe are the only people in the shop.)
TANJELLA: Excuse me, but I'm getting ready to close now.
PRUE: Oh, I'm sorry. (Prue glances at her watch.) I thought that you were
open till one.
TANJELLA: Normally I am, but not on the eve of Friday the 13th. In fact, I
kind of want to be closed by midnight.
PRUE: All right, well, we won't be much longer, will we, Pheebs?
PHOEBE: Okay, okay. (She turns around holding a silver coin.) So, input?
(Prue barely glances at it. Tanjella turns and looks at the clock again.)
PRUE: It's nice; let's go.
PHOEBE: "It's nice." That's it? Maybe I should look for another one.
PRUE: Look, Phoebe, the woman wants to close.
PHOEBE: I know, I know, but choosing the right good luck charm is a very big
decision.
PRUE: If they all bring good luck, what's the worst that can happen if you
choose the wrong one?
PHOEBE: All right, you know, this is why I like shopping with Piper.
(They head over to the register where Phoebe puts the charm on the counter.)
TANJELLA: Okay, do you want me to put this on Piper's order?
PHOEBE: Uh, no, I'll pay separately.
TANJELLA: Cash or charge?
(Phoebe turns to Prue.)
PHOEBE: Uh, will you put it on a credit card for me? I will pay you back. You
know, tomorrow I have a job interview, and ...
PRUE: ... and the good luck charm is going to help you get the job. (Prue
hands the charge card to Tanjella.) How much?
TANJELLA: $25.50, plus tax.
PRUE: Okay.
TANJELLA: Oh, but you get 10% off if you sign the mailing list.
PHOEBE: See? Good luck already.
(Phoebe picks up the pen to sign the mailing list. Tanjella rings up the sale.
She turns around.)
TANJELLA: If you're interested, we're having a wicca gathering for the spring
equinox.
(She hands Prue a flyer:
SPRING EQUINOX
WICCA GATHERING
PLEAS JOIN US AT
5371 STANTON AVE
APT 1901
SAN FRANCISCO
PRUE: What makes you think that we would be interested?
TANJELLA: Most witches are.
PRUE: We never said that we were witches.
(Tanjella gives them a little smile. She turns back to the register to complete
the sale.)
(Phoebe and Prue look at each other.)
PHOEBE: (softly) You think she knows?
PRUE: (softly) How could she?
(Phoebe goes back to signing the book. It looks like she's signing Prue's name.
Tanjella gives Prue back her card and the receipt. The clock start to chime
midnight.)
TANJELLA: Could you please hurry?
PHOEBE: Is there a problem?
TANJELLA: I told you I just, I-I wanted to be closed before midnight.
PRUE: Wow, you really take this Friday the 13th stuff seriously.
TANJELLA: Yeah, you should, too. Especially this one.
PHOEBE: And why is that?
TANJELLA: Because once every 1,300 years, there's a universal convergence of
negative energy on Friday the 13th, and this is the year.
PRUE: Of course it is.
(Prue returns the sales slip back to Tanjella.)
TANJELLA: Did you hear that? The clock struck thirteen. It's starting
already.
(She hands Phoebe back her bag.)
PHOEBE: Good night, Tanjella.
(Prue grabs her things and goes.)
(Camera holds on Tanjella's scared look.)
CUT TO:
[EXT. OCCULT SHOP - FRONT - NIGHT -- CONTINUOUS]
(Prue and Phoebe cross the street and get into Prue's car. She starts the
engine and they drive off.)
(The manhole cover under the car starts to smoke. Barbas, a demon, appears on
the street.)
(He opens his eyes, looks up and spreads his arms out wide as he sniffs the
air.)
CUT BACK TO:
[INT. OCCULT SHOP - NIGHT - CONTINUOUS]
(Tanjella blows out the candle as she closes up. She shuts the light off.)
(Barbas appears outside the front door. He knocks.)
TANJELLA: Sorry, we're closed.
(She turns off the overhead lights.)
(Barbas pounds on the front door.)
TANJELLA: I said we're closed.
(Barbas walks inside, the front door passes through him. Tanjella gasps in
fear.)
BARBAS: Not to me, witch.
TANJELLA: Oh, my god.
(She grabs the nearest amulet and holds it with both hands out in front of her.)
BARBAS: Amulets don't work ... with this demon.
(He passes his hand in front of him, his shadow passes over her face.)
BARBAS: Your greatest fear is being buried alive ... in an earthquake.
(The little shop starts to rattle and rumble as the ground beneath them quakes.
Lights flash and various items fall off the shaking shelves.)
(Tanjella screams in fear.)
BARBAS: Yes.
(She screams as shelves overturn and items fall around her.)
BARBAS: Oh, you can't run! You're frozen...
(She screams.)
BARBAS: In fear!
(More items fall and break around her. She screams. Barbas smiles.)
(Tanjella stops screaming. Her eyes roll back and she crumples to the ground.)
(The earthquake stops.)
(Camera pans around the destruction in the small room and finally rests on
Tanjella, her hair completely white and her eyes wide open.)
(Barbas walks over to the mailing sign-in list. His hand passes over the names
on the list and he picks off the signatures of the witches leaving the non-
witches behind.)
(Barbas turns and leaves.)
(Camera starts on the amulet in Tanjella's hand and moves up to hold on face
froze in fear.)
FADE TO
END OF TEASER
ROLL TITLE CREDITS
FADE IN.
[EXT. SAN FRANCISCO (STOCK) - MORNING]
[EXT. HALLIWELL MANOR (STOCK) - MORNING]
[INT. MANOR - CONSERVATORY -- MORNING]
(Through the conservatory doors into the house, we see Piper rushing down the
stairs.)
LYRICS:
Gold in the sky, it sparkles in the night
but in the corners of my mind
I feel that something's just not right
(Piper steps into the conservatory. She's carrying a shoe box.)
LYRICS:
call me superstitious, call me anything you want
but I can't ignore this feeling
I can't close my eyes to certain signs
(Piper sets the box on the table and opens it. She removes various good luck
charms and other items from the box.)
LYRICS:
so, what's the spell I'm under?
Or is it just a number?
See the signs, they're everywhere
(Piper takes out a necklace and looks at the charm at the end.)
LYRICS:
something's coming, and something's near
and I've got the feeling in my soul
I've seen the writing on the wall ...
(Piper takes out another necklace with a difference-looking charm on it.)
(She puts the necklace aside and takes out a third necklace.)
CUT TO:
[INT. MANOR - KITCHEN / CONSERVATORY - MORNING]
(Phoebe steps out of the kitchen dressed in a business suit and carrying a cup
of coffee. Piper follows her out.)
PHOEBE: Think about it. When has she ever said it to you?
PIPER: I don't remember exactly, but I'm sure she must have.
PHOEBE: Yeah, okay, try to think of a time -- just one. Whenever I say it to
her, she says something like, "oh, me, too," or "same here."
PIPER: You know, you're right.
PHOEBE: Yeah. The girl cannot say the words "I love you." It's like some weird
...
(Prue walks into the conversatory.)
PRUE: Morning.
PHOEBE: Oh, good morning.
PRUE: Oh, that outfit looks great on you.
PHOEBE: Thank you for giving it to me.
PIPER: Wait, you gave her that outfit?
PRUE: Yeah, it was an early birthday present.
PHOEBE: For the next three years.
(Piper feels Prue's forehead. Prue pulls away. Piper sits down.)
PIPER: Are you feeling okay?
PRUE: I am fine. In fact, I had a wonderful dream about mom.
PIPER: Oh, how great. What about?
PRUE: Well, um, I was a little kid -- like, four or five, and I was reaching up
holding her hand, and she was taking me someplace. I don't know where, but it
felt so safe.
PHOEBE: I wish I had dreams like that.
PIPER: Mom would have to knock before she came into your dreams.
PHOEBE: Ooh!
(Prue yawns. Piper immediate covers her mouth for her. Prue pushes Piper's
hand away.)
PRUE: What are you doing?
PIPER: You have to cover your mouth when you yawn, or you might let the devil
in.
(Prue looks at Phoebe who chuckles.)
PIPER: Especially on Friday the 13th.
PRUE: Is that amulet one of the things that we picked up for you last night?
PIPER: Yes. And this, (She holds up the incense sticks.) -- and these. (She
shows them the necklace.) We're having a superstition-themed fund-raiser at the
restaurant today. I'm going to need all the help I can get.
PRUE: Don't you think that you're overdoing it just a little bit?
PIPER: With all the warlocks and demons we've seen, I don't think so.
PRUE: Piper, those things are real. Okay, superstitions are like old wives'
tales, invented to explain somebody's misfortune.
PIPER: Statistics show more bad things happen on Friday the 13th than any other
day. I met Jeremy on Friday the 13th.
PHOEBE: Really?
PIPER: Yes, and he tried to kill me. Afterwards, I found out there's a
superstition that any relationship started on Friday the 13th is doomed.
PRUE: More bad things happen on Friday the 13th because people put energy into
believing bad things will happen.
PIPER: Pheebs?
PHOEBE: Actually, I prefer the upside of superstition - (Phoebe stands up and
shows them her good luck charm.) Good fortune, which is what I hope this little
honey brings me in my job interview with the real estate agency. (to Piper)
Will you give me a lift? I'm running late.
PIPER: Sure.
(Piper puts her bag on her shoulder and picks up her jacket. Prue opens the
newspaper.)
PHOEBE: Okay, well, have a great day, Prue. (casually) I love you.
PRUE: Yeah, me, too.
(Both Piper and Phoebe turn to look at Prue. Prue continues to leaf through the
paper. Phoebe and Piper look at each other for a beat before turning and
heading for the door.)
[INT. MANOR - LIVING ROOM / FOYER - MORNING]
(Piper and Phoebe head for the door. Piper puts her jacket on.)
PIPER: I wonder if she knows she does that?
(Phoebe shrugs. She grabs her jacket from off the hallway hook. Piper opens
the door and finds Andy standing on the front porch, arm raised, ready to
knock.)
PIPER: Oh. Hey, Andy.
(Andy puts his arm down.)
ANDY: Hey. Prue in?
PHOEBE: (shouts) Prue, there's a policeman here to see you!
(Andy steps into the house. Piper and Phoebe step out.)
PIPER: See you later, Andy; we're running late.
(They leave. Andy closes the front door. Andy turns and walks through the
living room when Prue steps out of the conservatory to meet him.)
PRUE: So, this must be bad news.
ANDY: Why would you say that?
PRUE: It's a little early for a social call.
(Prue walks around Andy and heads for the couch where she sits down. Andy takes
a seat facing her.)
ANDY: You're right. We've had three suspicious deaths since midnight. All
single females, all under 30. One was a book store owner. Credit card
company's records show you were her last customer.
PRUE: Oh, my god.
ANDY: You remember anything out of the ordinary? Suspicious characters hanging
around?
PRUE: No, Phoebe and I were the only ones in there. In fact, she was locking
up when we left.
ANDY: Was the place in order?
PRUE: Yeah, why?
ANDY: Well, when we found her, her body was half buried in debris. But the
coroner said it wasn't her injuries that killed her; it was a heart attack.
PRUE: A heart attack?
ANDY: Yeah, her hair had turned chalk white, her face was contorted in terror
just like all the others. If I didn't know any better, I'd say they were
literally scared to death. You visit occult book stores at midnight often?
PRUE: No, of course not. Phoebe needed a good luck charm for her job interview
today. It was, it was very last-minute.
ANDY: These killings look like some weird ritualistic thing. The victims all
had ties to the occult. (Andy stands up.) You might consider shopping
somewhere else.
PRUE: Meaning?
ANDY: Just be careful.
(Andy heads for the door.)
CUT TO:
[INT. MANOR - ATTIC -- DAY]
(Open on the Book of Shadows. Prue opens the Book to look through it.)
PRUE: (quietly) Friday the 13th ...
(She opens to a page about Javna. It reads:
Javna feeds one week out of every year. Stealing the life force from the
young ... by invoking the black magic power of The Evil Lye to gain eternal
youth.)
PRUE: Friday the 13th.
(Toward the back of the book, Prue finds a page.)
PRUE: (reading) "The demon of fear appears once every 1,300 years on friday
the 13th. He feeds on the fears of witches for his survival."
(Prue recognizes something else as she lightly touches the words on the paper.)
PRUE: Mom's handwriting.
CUT TO:
[EXT. QUAKE (STOCK) - DAY]
[INT. QUAKE -- DAY]
(Piper speaks with a woman.)
PIPER: Okay, we need a table for taking the tickets.
WAITRESS: Okay.
(Piper looks up over at a handsome man looking at her. Prue walks up to Piper,
startling her.)
PRUE: Who's the guy?
PIPER: Lucas Devane. He's chairing the fund raiser for the children's
hospital.
PRUE: Oh, right, I saw his picture in a magazine. Wasn't he named one of the
Bay area's most eligible bachelors?
PIPER: Don't rub it in.
PRUE: Hey, you're the one who's letting a silly superstition run your life.
PIPER: Is he still looking over here?
(Prue checks.)
PRUE: Yeah. He's undressing you with his mind, and he's down to white cotton.
(As Prue and Piper walk around the room, Lucas Devane's eyes watch Piper.)
PIPER: I haven't worn white cotton since high school.
(Piper pulls Prue away from walking under the ladder.)
PIPER: Ho! Whoa! (They walk around the ladder.) Humor me.
(Prue grunts.)
PIPER: Uh, so, sorry I had to rush you off the phone. What's with the Demon of
Fear?
PRUE: Well, I found a page about him in the book of shadows in mom's
handwriting.
PIPER: Mom? Are you sure?
PRUE: Yeah, I'm sure. I checked it against the handwriting on the back of the
spirit board.
(Prue and Piper both take seats at the bar.)
PIPER: Wow, this is the first time we've found anything mom's written in the
book.
PRUE: Well, she must've known that this demon would appear in our lifetime, and
she wanted to warn us against him.
PIPER: I don't like the sound of that.
PRUE: Well, if he can kill thirteen unmarried witches before midnight, he'll be
freed from the underworld to wreak his terror every single day.
PIPER: Unmarried. Like being single doesn't have enough problems. So, how can
we stop him?
PRUE: I don't know, but he does kill by turning a witch's greatest fear against
her.
PIPER: Meaning?
PRUE: The Book doesn't say, but mom wrote that in the face of our greatest
fear, our powers are paralyzed.
PIPER: Wait a minute. We're on the most wanted list, and we're defenseless?
Didn't mom say anything about how to get rid of him?
PRUE: Just to release our fear.
PIPER: How do we do that?
PRUE: Don't know. That's all she wrote. Look, I know that you're afraid of
flying.
PIPER: That's not really a fear. I just prefer buses.
PRUE: Well, as long as you stay in a crowded restaurant, you'll be fine. And
since Phoebe's afraid of being trapped in an elevator, I'll tell her to take the
stairs.
PIPER: And you'll stay away from pools. Ever since mom drowned, you've been
terrified of the water. That's why you never took swimming lessons with us.
We've always known that was the reason. It's okay.
PRUE: Yeah, well, don't worry about me. I'll be fine. I got to go.
(Prue grabs her things and hops off her chair.)
PIPER: Call me when you get to Buckland's.
(Prue looks at Piper.)
PRUE: I'm not going to Buckland's. Mom warned us, but there are others.
PIPER: We don't know any other witches.
(Prue holds up the folded piece of paper.)
PRUE: No, see, Tanjella gave me this flyer for a wicca gathering, and there's a
woman named Zoe listed as a contact. I'm hoping that she can help. So, just
call Pheebs and let her know what's up, okay?
PIPER: Okay.
PRUE: Okay.
(Prue turns and leaves.)
PIPER: (to Prue) I love you.
(Prue raises a hand waving back at Piper as she heads out. Prue walks under the
ladder without a second thought.)
PRUE: Yep.
(Piper nods and looks away.)
CUT TO:
[EXT. SWA PROPERTIES (STOCK) - DAY]
[INT. SWA PROPERTIES - DAY]
(Susan Warner interviews Phoebe.)
SUSAN WARNER: As you can see, we're a small firm, but we've built a very
successful business.
PHOEBE: Oh, well, size doesn't matter to me. What does excite me, though, is
the chance to work with a successful woman. I mean, if I want to be a success,
who better to learn from, right?
(Phoebe rubs her good luck charm as they share a chuckle.)
SUSAN WARNER: Oh, I like that. I've heard all I need to hear. Um, when can
you start?
(Phoebe laughs.)
PHOEBE: Are you serious? I got the job?
SUSAN WARNER: I can spot talent when I see it. Um, can you start today?
PHOEBE: Uh, yeah, yes, of course.
(A man walks into the office.)
SUSAN WARNER: Hi, honey. Give me a second. Uh, here are the keys. Louise is
out of town. I've got ... I'll be in Calistoga for the day, so all you have to
do is answer the phones.
PHOEBE: Taking a romantic mid-week break?
SUSAN WARNER: Well, yeah. Um, which reminds me. There is one special task
I'll need you to handle from time to time. If my husband calls, I'll need you to
cover for me.
(Susan Warner stares at Phoebe. Phoebe laughs nervously.)
PHOEBE: Oh, uh, right, uh ... uh ... sure.
SUSAN WARNER: Our little secret?
PHOEBE: Oh, of course.
(Susan stands up.)
SUSAN WARNER: Well, you have my pager number, so have fun.
PHOEBE: Okay.
(Phoebe watches as Susan leaves with the man.)
PHOBEE: You, too.
CUT TO:
[EXT. SAN FRANCISCO CABLE CAR (STOCK) - DAY]
[EXT. ZOE'S BUILDING (STOCK) - DAY]
[INT. ZOE'S APARTMENT -- DAY]
(Zoe is snipping the leaves off her plant when we hear the sound of something
enter the room.)
[OTHER POV]
(Someone approaches Zoe from behind.)
[RESUME POV]
(Zoe knows she's not alone.)
ZOE: I thought you might come.
(She turns around and looks at Barbas.)
ZOE: There's nothing for you here.
BARBAS: Oh, you couldn't be more wrong, witch. You're all alone. That's all I
need.
ZOE: You have no power over me. I have evolved to a place where I have
released all mortal fears. My inner strength will destroy you.
(Barbas looks at the palm of his hand, the shadow passes over Zoe's face. The
candle on the stand behind Zoe lights up.)
(Zoe gasps and turns around to look at the flame.)
(The candle sparks. A flame jumps and falls on the carpet directly in front of
Zoe. She immediately tries to stamp out the fire with her bare foot.)
(Barbas stands on the side and watches.)
BARBAS: You didn't release your fear of fire, you only repressed it.
(The flames get larger and spread around her. Barbas raises his arms wide.)
ZOE: (begs) No ... please!
(Barbas relishes her fear.)
BARBAS: Save it for another lifetime! You're frozen in fear!
(Zoe gasps as she's frozen with fear. Barbas smiles.)
CUT TO:
[INT. HALLWAY OUTSIDE ZOE'S APARTMENT -- DAY]
(Prue walks through the hallway heading for Zoe's apartment. She knocks on the
door.)
PRUE: Hello?
[INT. ZOE'S APARTMENT -- DAY]
(The fire rises. Zoe screams.)
(Barbas relishes her fear.)
[INT. HALLWAY OUTSIDE ZOE'S APARTMENT -- DAY]
(Prue looks at the door, takes a step back and uses her power on the door. The
doors open.)
[INT. ZOE'S APARTMENT -- DAY]
(Prue walks in and finds Zoe dead in the center of a large smouldering circle on
the carpet. Her hair is completely white.)
(Camera holds on Prue.)
FADE OUT.
FADE IN.
[EXT. ZOE'S BUILDING (STOCK) - DAY]
[INT. ZOE'S APARTMENT -- DAY]
(The place is filled with officers dusting for fingerprints, snaping photos and
walking around.)
(Out from the crowd, a detective wearing an old pair of white sneakers steps out
into the front near Darryl who is kneeling next to the body.)
(Darryl looks from Andy's old pair of white sneakers up to Andy as he puts on
his gloves.)
(Andy kneels down next to Darryl.)
ANDY: Sorry I'm late. So, what do we have?
DARRYL MORRIS: (shakes his head) The coroner said there are no burn marks on
the body. She didn't die of smoke inhalation. Her heart gave out just like the
others. And I can't believe you're wearing the serial shoes again.
ANDY: They're my good luck charms.
DARRYL MORRIS: They're embarrassing.
ANDY: (ignores him) This is the fifth woman with ties to the occult that's
been found dead since midnight. Now, tell me it's not the work of some serial
nut case.
DARRYL MORRIS: I can't, but it still doesn't mean those shoes aren't
embarrassing.
(Andy nods at him. An officer taps Darryl on his shoulder.)
OFFICER: Inspector ... would you look at this?
(Darryl stands up to see what the Officer has found. Meanwhile, Andy lifts up
the sheet from Zoe and takes in her white hair.)
(Andy stands up. Darryl turns to Andy.)
DARRYL MORRIS: Doorman ... keeps a visitors' sign-in log. Want to guess who
the last person was to see the victim?
ANDY: I'm going to guess the killer.
DARRYL MORRIS: Prue.
CUT TO:
[INT. QUAKE - DINING ROOM -- DAY]
(Prue sits at the table talking with Piper and Phoebe.)
PIPER: What did you tell Andy?
PRUE: I didn't talk to Andy. I didn't want him to know that I was anywhere
near there, so I called 9-1-1, and I left.
PHOEBE: Are you sure you're okay?
PRUE: Yeah, it's just that, uh ... I can't get her face out of my mind, you
know there was so much fear, and her hair was pure white -- the terror that she
must've felt. It's just ...
PHOEBE: Okay, I'm scared enough, thank you. Uh, so now what?
PRUE: We avoid any place he can use to terrorize us.
PHOEBE: And what about all the other witches?
PRUE: Well, I took Zoe's day runner. Some of the names in it have got to be
witches. I'll start making phone calls.
(Prue reaches across the table for the salt and accidentally knocks it over.)
PIPER: Oh, oh, quick. Throw some over your shoulder.
PRUE: Don't be ridiculous.
PIPER: It's bad luck. You could be attacked by evil spirits.
PRUE: Piper ... we have been attacked by plenty of evil spirits, and they had
nothing to do with salt. And considering our powers, I can't believe that you
want to rely on this for our protection.
PIPER: My feeling is you can never be too rich or too safe.
PHOEBE: Oh, look, a ladybug.
(Phoebe finds a ladybug on the leaf in the flower centerpiece.)
PRUE: Is that bad luck?
PHOEBE: No, actually, Grams once told me that whatever direction it flies in,
you can find your ideal mate. We got to try it. Ready?
(Phoebe flicks the ladybug and watches it as it flies across the room. The
ladybug appears to head for Lucas Devane's table.)
(The ladybug lands on Lucas Devane's shoulder.)
PIPER: Ooh.
PRUE: So, does a positive superstition cancel out a negative one?
PIPER: I don't know.
PHOEBE: Wait, what's going on?
PRUE: That guy has been trying to talk to Piper all day, and she has been
avoiding him because she ...
(Suddenly, a waiter trips and spills his tray on Prue. She screams. From
across the room, Lucas Devane looks up and watches them.)
(Piper and Phoebe stand up to wipe the mess off Prue as the waiter cleans up the
mess on the floor.)
PIPER: Oh, no ...you should've thrown the ...
PRUE: (interrupts) You know what, Piper? Don't even say it.
PIPER: The salt.
WAITER: Sorry.
(The waiter takes his things and leaves.)
PRUE: I'm ... going home to change.
(Prue stands up.)
PIPER: Okay.
PHOEBE: (loudly) Be careful. I love you.
(Prue waves back as she leaves.)
PRUE: Yeah.
(Once she's gone, Phoebe looks at Piper and motions that she's made her point.)
(Phoebe and Piper sit down.)
PIPER: All right, so she can't say it. Maybe she's afraid it'll make her look
too vulnerable. Ever since mom died, you know, she has to be the strong one to
take care of us and everything. It's probably just all part of that.
PHOEBE: Maybe. Hey, I got to get back to work.
PIPER: How's the new job?
PHOEBE: Great, except my new boss wants me to lie to her husband about an
affair that she's been having.
PIPER: Oh, how nice. What are you going to do?
PHOEBE: I don't know. I'm just hoping it never comes up. Hey ... good luck.
(Phoebe turns and leaves. Piper starts to clear off her table as Lucas Devane
walks up to her.)
LUCAS DEVANE: How's it going?
PIPER: Oh, good.
LUCAS DEVANE: Listen, um, we've been working so well together on this fund-
raiser, I was, uh, wondering if you'd want to get dinner after it's over.
PIPER: Uh ... I should probably ... I should probably check my schedule.
LUCAS DEVANE: You, uh, don't know if you're free tonight?
PIPER: Well, um ...
(Piper sees the ladybug land on Lucas Devane's shoulder.)
PIPER: Dinner would be great.
LUCAS DEVANE: Great.
(They smile at each other
CUT TO:
[EXT. SWA PROPERTIES (STOCK) - DAY]
[INT. SWA PROPERTIES - OFFICE -- DAY]
(A man picks up his papers and walks out of the office. Phoebe sits behind the
reception desk and watches him leave.)
(She looks down at the lucky charm and touches it.)
PHOEBE: Okay, heads, I tell him the truth; tails, I lie.
(She flips the medallion. It hits the table and falls off the edge. We hear it
clicking against the table top. Phoebe stands up to check on the outcome.)
(The medallion spins on its side and stops.)
PHOEBE: Oh, that helped a lot.
(phoebe picks up the medallion. The phone rings. She reaches over the open
water bottle on her desk to pick up the phone.)
(Slow motion. She knocks the water bottle over as she answers the phone. The
water spills onto the floor.)
PHOEBE: (to phone) Oh! Hold on, please.
(Phoebe puts the phone down and picks up the water bottle. She gets hit with a
premonition.)
(Quick flash of: Prue is drowning in the shower as the water quickly rises to
the top.)
PHOEBE: (v.o.) Prue.
(End of premonition. Resume to present.)
PHOEBE: (to phone) Uh ... no one's in. Call back later.
(Phoebe hangs up the phone and dials Prue.)
INTERCUT WITH:
[INT. MANOR - BATHROOM -- DAY]
(Close-up of Prue's legs and feet as she walks across the bathroom and gets into
the shower. She turns the water on.)
CUE SOUND: (O.S.) PHONE RINGS
(The ringing stops.)
[INT. MANOR - ANSWERING MACHIEN - DAY]
(The Answering Machine kicks in. The Caller ID number shows:
SWA PROPERTIES
555 - 1212 )
PRUE'S VOICE: (answering machine) We're not in. You know what to do.
(The machine beeps.)
PHOEBE: (from phone) Prue, it's Phoebe. Pick up.
(Barbas appears in the room and listens to the phone message.)
PHOEBE: (from phone) Prue, are you there? Pick up. Hello?
INTERCUT WITH:
[INT. SWA PROPERTIES - DAY]
PHOEBE: (to phone) Prue, I just had a premonition. You could be in trouble.
Are you there?
(Barbas raises his hand, his shadow passes over the answering machine. His
shadow picks up the Caller ID name and number.)
PHOEBE: (from phone) Prue, are you there? Hello. Prue, pick up.
(Satisfied, Barbas turns and walks away.)
(Phoebe hangs up, grabs her jacket and bag and heads out.)
CUT TO:
[INT. MANOR - BATHROOM -- DAY]
(Prue is in the shower. Camera pans completely around the bathroom and we find
Barbas standing in the bathroom.)
(Prue is washing her hair, her eyes closed.)
(Barbas passes his hand in front of him, his shadow passes over Prue in the
shower.)
(Barbas looks at Prue.)
(Prue opens her eyes and sees Barbas standing in the bathroom. She takes a step
back and gasps in fear.)
BARBAS: Your greatest fear is drowning. Thank you for making it so easy.
(Suddenly, the water level in the shower begins to rise. The water isn't
draining.)
(Prue looks at Barbas and whimpers.)
BARBAS: That's right.
(Prue tries to open the shower door.)
BARBAS: Feed me your fear.
(The shower door doesn't open. Prue slams the palms of her hands against the
shower door.)
PRUE: No!
(Barbas lifts his arms up.)
(Prue continues to hit the shower door.)
PRUE: Help!
(The water level in the small shower continues to rise. Prue shuts the water
off.)
(Barbas closes his eyes and allows the water to continue to rise.)
(He sighs.)
(Prue gets up close to the shower door and looks at Barbas. She tries to use
her powers, but she's too scared.)
BARBAS: Your powers are frozen by your fear.
(Prue looks around as the shower continues to fill with water.)
(Barbas tilts his head back and relishes in her fear.)
PRUE: No.
(Prue slips under the water and struggles.)
CUT TO:
INTERCUT WITH:
[EXT. MANOR - FRONT WALK TO PORCH -- DAY]
(Andy and Darryl walk up the front toward the door.)
ANDY: I wish I could think of a logical reason to explain why Prue's involved
in this.
DARRYL MORRIS: You mean this time or every other time?
ANDY: (smiles) Hmm.
(Darryl rings the doorbell.)
(In the bathroom, Barbas opens his eyes. Prue is in the shower nearly
completely filled to the top.)
(Prue pushes herself to the top, above the water line, takes a breath and
screams.)
(Outside, Andy and Darryl hear Prue scream. Their reaction is immediate:
Darryl reaches for his gun. Andy puts a hand on Darryl's arm for him to wait.)
ANDY: Look out.
(Andy kicks the door open and reaches for his gun as he steps into the house.)
(He and Darryl run into the foyer.)
(Barbas is in the bathroom.)
ANDY: (o.s.) Prue?
(Andy's voice is clear through the door.)
(Prue's head is barely above the water line.)
(Barbas vanishes from the bathroom.)
(The water line is just at Prue's chin.)
(The door opens.)
ANDY: (o.s.) Prue?
(Andy and Darryl burst into the bathroom, their weapons drawn. They both stop
and find Prue standing in the empty shower.)
(Prue has her eyes shut tightly and is panting.)
ANDY: Prue?
(Prue opens her eyes. Darryl glances at the open window, the curtains blowing
from the light breeze.)
(Andy puts his gun away.)
(Prue looks around, scared. Darryl tucks his gun away.)
ANDY: You okay?
PRUE: I don't know.
(With a glance at Andy, Darryl turns to leave the bathroom. He steps out.)
ANDY: (points) I'll wait for you downstairs.
(Andy closes the door behind him on his way out.)
(Prue grabs a dry towel and wraps it around herself. She's still shivering and
shaking from the fright.)
(She pushes the shower door open and a lot of water, up to her ankles-high,
spills out into the bathroom.)
(Prue steps out of the shower and looks at the water around her.)
FADE OUT.
FADE IN.
[EXT. HALLIWELL MANOR (STOCK) - DAY]
ANDY: (v.o.) So what were you screaming about?
[INT. MANOR - LIVING ROOM -- DAY]
(Andy and Darryl question Prue. Andy paces the floor as Prue sits on the
couch.)
PRUE: I told you I had soap in my eyes.
ANDY: You had soap in your eyes? That's why you were screaming?
PRUE: Yes.
DARRYL MORRIS: You want to tell us what you were doing at that woman's
apartment?
PRUE: Well, I was, um ... Zoe was a collector of occult items, and she wanted
to know if the auction house was interested in selling them for her.
DARRYL MORRIS: When you got there, was she alive or already dead?
PRUE: Dead.
ANDY: So you called 9-1-1? (Prue nods.) Why didn't you leave your name? Why
did you just duck out?
PRUE: Because I wanted to avoid this. I knew that you would suspect me of
being involved, and I'm not.
ANDY: Prue, don't you think it's a little coincidental you being one step ahead
of death twice in one day?
(Prue gets to her feet.)
PRUE: What exactly are you implying?
ANDY: Prue, if you were in my shoes, what would you think?
PRUE: First of all, nobody should be in those shoes.
DARRYL: Told you.
PRUE: But if I were, I would never think that you had anything to do with these
deaths.
ANDY: Prue, five women your age have been scared to death since midnight. Now,
we show up, we hear you screaming, we break in, find you terrified in the
shower.
PRUE: I told you, I had soap in my eyes.
ANDY: That wasn't pain on your face, that was fear.
(Off screen, we hear the front door open and close.)
PHOEBE: (shouts) Prue?
(Prue turns around to see Phoebe run to a halt in the foyer. Phoebe freezes
when she sees Prue with Andy and Darryl.)
PHOEBE: Hi.
ANDY / DARRYL MORRIS: (both) Hi.
PHOEBE: Is everything okay?
PRUE: Uh, yeah, everything's fine. So, are we done?
DARRYL MORRIS: Yeah, we're done.
(Darryl moves to leave. Andy doesn't move. Prue looks at Andy and nods her
head. She turns to show Darryl out.)
(She stops in front of Phoebe who has a smile plastered on her face. She nods
and waves bye to Darryl and Andy as the leave. Prue stands in front of Phoebe,
not moving from the spot.)
PHOEBE: Mm.
(Darryl and Andy leave. Off screen, we hear the front door close.)
PRUE: You would not believe what happened to me.
PHOEBE: Yes, I would, I saw it.
(Prue takes the towel off her wet hair. Phoebe sees it.)
PHOEBE: Prue, he came really close, didn't he? (Phoebe points to her hair.)
You've got some white in your hair.
(Prue touches her hair. She goes over to look in the mirror.)
(Prue sees the streak of pure white in her hair.)
CUT TO:
[INT. MANOR - ATTIC -- DAY]
(Phoebe leads Prue into the attic.)
PHOEBE: There's got to be something in the book about releasing fears. Maybe
it's just not obvious.
(Phoebe heads for the Book of Shadows. Prue stops as she lifts her head to
sniff the air.)
PRUE: Phoebe, do you smell that?
(From behind the bookstand, Phoebe looks back at Prue.)
PHOEBE: What?
PRUE: It's like, uh, sandalwood.
(Prue sniffs the air.)
PHOEBE: No, I don't smell anything.
PRUE: Mom used to wear a fragrance like that.
(Prue walks up to the Book.)
PHOEBE: I was too young to remember.
(Phoebe goes back to read the Book. She finds something new written on the end
of the page.)
PHOEBE: Wait, I thought you said there was nothing in here about releasing your
fear.
(Prue walks around the Book to read what Phoebe's found.)
PHOEBE: (read) "To let go of your fear, trust in the greatest of all powers."
PRUE: That wasn't there this morning.
PHOEBE: Well, you know, maybe because of all the stress you've been under ...
PRUE: No, Phoebe it wasn't there, all right? It's in mom's handwriting, I
would have remembered.
PHOEBE: Okay. Uh, what do you think the greatest of all powers is? Do you
think that's the Power of Three?
PRUE: I don't know.
PHOEBE: What is it?
PRUE: It's like I can feel her presence.
PHOEBE: Okay, maybe you should get dressed and go to Buckland's.
PURE: No, um, I don't really think that I'm up for that.
PHOEBE: Look, Prue, you said he disappeared once Andy got there. So maybe he
only attacks when you're alone. When your fear is greatest.
PRUE: Yeah, you're right.
PHOEBE: Of course I am. Now, whatever you do, stay away from water, any water.
Don't even drink it.
PRUE: Don't worry.
(Phoebe starts to leave, but turns around to look at Prue.)
PHOEBE: I love you.
PRUE: Me, too.
PHOEBE: Hey, why do you do that?
PRUE: What?
PHOEBE: You never say "I love you" to me.
PRUE: I just did.
PHOEBE: No, you just said "me, too." And you never say it to Piper either.
Have you ever said "I love you" to anybody?
(Prue's quiet for a moment.)
PRUE: Yeah, I said it to mom. It was the last thing I said to her before she
died.
(Phoebe walks over to Prue and gives her a hug.)
CUT TO:
[INT. QUAKE -- DAY]
(Piper steps into the dining area. She sees Lucas Devane talking with a couple
of people. Piper stops, turns and heads into the kitchen. She stops a woman
dressed as a black cat.)
(She turns the woman so that their paths don't cross and yet they're both able
to get to where they're going.)
PIPER: Oh, uh, do me a favor, uh, walk behind me so you don't cross my path.
WOMAN: Okay.
(The Black Cat drops something. Piper stoops to pick it up and we hear fabric
tear.)
PIPER: Oh, wait ...
(Piper's dress rips.)
PIPER: Oh! You dropped your tail.
(Piper hands the Cat's tail back to the Cat.)
(Holding her dress together in the back, Piper walks past Lucas Devane and heads
into the kitchen.)
[INT. QUAKE - KITCHENS - DAY - CONTINUOUS]
(Piper walks over to the shelf and takes down a box. She opens the box and
takes out an incense stick and a slip of paper.)
(A waiter walking by sees Piper and walks up to her.)
DOUG (WAITER): Are you okay?
PIPER: Me?
DOUG (WAITER): You seem kind of, I don't know ... tense.
PIPER: Well, it just seems ever since I agreed to have dinner with Lucas, I've
had a run of bad luck. (She shows him the band-aid on the tip of her finger.)
I broke a nail, the shipment of clams is late, I had to fire a hostess and I
just ripped my skirt.
DOUG (WAITER): Well, it is Friday the 13th.
VOICE (MAN): (o.s.) Order up.
(Doug turns to get the order. He leave Piper. Piper closes the box and looks
for a place to cast the spell.)
(She walks over to the stove and lights the sage sticks from the burner. The
sticks start to smoke. Piper waves it around as she reads the spell.)
PIPER: (reading)
"Sage so fair, from far and wide,
take my troubles and brush them aside."
(The white smoke from the sage sticks sets the smoke alarm blaring.)
(Piper's eyes widen and she quickly pulls the sage sticks down.)
VOICE (MAN): Hey!
CHEF (WOMAN): Is there a fire? Where's the smoke coming from?
(Piper looks around hoping that no one's seen her. People in the kitchen start
looking for the fire.)
PIPER: Uh ...
(Piper dips the burning sage into the pot of hot water and burns her fingers.)
PIPER: Ow!
CHEF (MAN): Is it malfunctioning?
PIPER: This is not my day.
CUT TO:
[EXT. SWA PROPERTIES (STOCK) - DAY]
[INT. SWA PROPERTIES - OFFICE -- DAY]
(Phoebe's in the office when a man walks in.)
PHOEBE: Hi, may I help you?
RICHARD WARNER: Hi, I was looking for Susan.
PHOEBE: Oh, she's not here, but I can tell her you came by. What's your name?
RICHARD WARNER: Richard Warner.
PHOEBE: (surprised) Oh, you're Susan's husband.
RICHARD WARNER: Unless she's got one that I don't know about.
(Phoebe laughs.)
PHOEBE: No, no. She doesn't have another husband.
RICHARD WARNER: I thought I'd surprise her and take her to dinner. Do you know
where she is?
PHOEBE: Uh, yes. She went out.
RICHARD WARNER: Okay, well, I think we established that. Do you know where?
PHOEBE: Uh, well, she ... actually interesting, she, uh ... I can't do this.
(Phoebe stands up and starts grabbing her things.)
RICHARD WARNER: I don't understand.
PHOEBE: I'm sorry, Mr. Warner, but I can't be the assistant your wife wants
without compromising my beliefs, and I just won't do that.
RICHARD WARNER: Wait a minute, slow down.
PHOEBE: Don't worry about the office, I will lock up. Susan ...
(Phoebe starts to write a note when Richard figures it out.)
RICHARD WARNER: Thank you.
(Phoebe looks at him.)
PHOEBE: For what?
RICHARD WARNER: For not lying to me about Susan's affair.
PHOEBE: You knew?
RICHARD WARNER: I've tried to deny it for some time now, but I guess there
comes a time when you have to face the truth.
PHOEBE: I'm so sorry.
RICHARD WARNER: Don't be. Now, listen -- don't quit on my behalf.
PHOEBE: I'm not.
(Richard Warner turns and leaves the office. Phoebe puts the pad and pen down
on the table.)
(The phone rings.)
(Phoebe sits down and answers the phone.)
PHOEBE: (to phone) SWA property.
"MRS. JOFFIE": (from phone) Hello, may I speak to Susan?
PHOEBE: (to phone) Uh, no, she's not in right now. Can I take a message?
"MRS. JOFFIE": (from phone) This is Mrs. Joffie. I'm outside a house Susan's
supposed to show me and she's not here.
PHOEBE: (to phone) Uh, well, I'm sorry, but she must have forgotten. She's
out for the rest of the day.
"MRS. JOFFIE": (from phone) Can anybody help me? I flew in from L.A. Just to
see this house. I'm under a terrible deadline to move from my other house.
PHOEBE: (to phone) Uh, no one's here. But, you know, since you flew in and
all, I guess I can show you the property. What's the address?
CUT TO:
[EXT. HOUSE (STOCK) - DAY]
[EXT. HOUSE - FRONT DRIVE / BACK - DAY]
(Phoebe walks up the driveway to the front of the house. She walks over to the
back gate.)
PHOEBE: (shouts) Mrs. Joffie?! Hello?!
(There's no answer. Phoebe pushes the gate open and heads into the backyard.
She heads toward the pool.)
PHOEBE: (shouts) Mrs. Joffie? It's SWA properties!
"MRS. JOFFIE": Hello, dear.
(Smiling, Phoebe turns around and finds Barbas there instead.)
BARBAS: Thanks so much for coming out.
(Phoebe turns to run, but Barbas grabs her.)
PHOEBE: Let go, or I'll scream.
BARBAS: Go ahead. I could use the fix.
(Barbas passes his hand over Phoebe, his shadow passes over her face.)
PHOEBE: I know how you kill. There are no elevators around here.
BARBAS: Elevators? That's what you think your greatest fear is? You mortals
need to look deeper, down where the real truth lies. Your greatest fear is
losing a sister, and I get two for one.
(Barbas and Phoebe look at each other.)
FADE TO:
[EXT. BUCKLAND AUCTION HOUSE (STOCK) - EVENING]
[INT. BUCKLAND AUCTION HOUSE - PRUE'S OFFICE -- EVENING]
(Prue's sitting at her desk and on the phone.)
PRUE: (to phone) He's only a threat till midnight, okay? All right, well,
take care, and don't look in any closets till then.
(Her other line rings.)
PRUE: (to phone) All right, um, look, I got to go. Somebody's calling me.
Bye. (She picks up the other line.) Hello?
"PHOEBE": Prue, it's Phoebe. I got stuck at a house I was showing. Can you
come get me?
PRUE: Yeah, sure. Where are you?
(Prue flips the notepaper over.)
INTERCUT WITH:
[EXT. HOUSE - BACKYARD -- EVENING]
(Barbas is on the phone.)
BARBAS (IN PHOEBE'S VOICE): I'm at 3112 Napa Street.
(Prue jots the information down.)
PRUE: All right. I'm on my way.
(She rips the paper out and hangs up.)
(Barbas hangs up. He glances behind him at Phoebe, sitting on the concrete
bench bound and gagged and shivering with fright.)
FADE OUT.
FADE IN.
[EXT. QUAKE (STOCK) - NIGHT]
[INT. QUAKE -- NIGHT]
(Piper is having dinner with Lucas Devane.)
PIPER: I can't remember when I've enjoyed a dinner more. I'm so glad you
suggested this.
LUCAS DEVANE: You know, I almost didn't.
PIPER: Really?
LUCAS DEVANE: Well, I'm pretty sensitive to people's feelings, and, uh ... I
got the sense this morning that you were totally turned off to me.
PIPER: How odd. So, what's it like being one of the city's most eligible
bachelor?
LUCAS DEVANE: (chuckles) Oh, that magazine article was so lame. I'm, uh,
really a very simple guy. I value home and hearth. I'd like to settle down,
have kids. I've got two nieces I'm crazy about. I ... I even carry pictures of
'em.
(He chuckles. Piper waves her hand and freezes him. She freezes the entire
room.)
PIPER: You sound too good to be true.
(Piper reaches over and takes out Lucas' wallet from his jacket pocket. She
flips it open and sees a photo of Lucas with two girls. Above the photo is a
note:
"I love Uncle Lucas
Tracy )
(She looks at the photo.)
PIPER: You are too good to be true.
(She closes the wallet and puts it back in his pocket. As she puts the wallet
back, time resumes. He looks at her. Piper sits back down in her seat.)
PIPER: Lint. (She reaches over and brushes his jacket.) Had a little lint.
(Lucas looks down and brushes his jacket.)
LUCAS DEVANE: (chuckles) Oh. Thanks.
PIPER: So, your instinct about me this morning was right. I was sort of
sending out negative vibes.
LUCAS DEVANE: Why?
PIPER: Well, there's this superstition that any relationship started on Friday
the 13th is doomed, so I was determined to avoid you, but then there's another
superstition about finding your ideal mate ...
LUCAS DEVANE: (interrupts) Wait a minute. Um, you were going to reject me
because of a superstition, but then decided I was worth going out with only
because of another superstition?
(Piper chuckles.)
PIPER: Yeah.
LUCAS DEVANE: Well ... doesn't say much for me then, does it?
PIPER: Oh, oh, no, it's not ...
LUCAS DEVANE: Piper ... I'm sure you're very nice, but, uh, someone who lets
things like superstitions or omens determine their lives, uh ... well, I just
had an experience like that with, uh, my last girlfriend, and, uh, it was a
disaster. I'm looking for someone who's just not into that stuff. I'm sorry.
(Piper is left speechless.)
CUT TO:
[EXT. HOUSE - FRONT DRIVE / BACKYARD -- EVENING]
(Prue is parked out front. We also see Phoebe's SWA car also parked in the
driveway. Prue walks up the drive toward the house.)
(Prue reaches the gate.)
PRUE: Phoebe?
BARBAS (in PHOEBE'S VOICE): (o.s.) I'm in the backyard. You won't believe the
view from here.
(Prue opens the gate and heads into the backyard.)
PRUE: Pheebs, where are you?
(Prue reaches the poolside and looks around.)
PRUE: (shouts) Phoebe?
(Cut to: Bound and gagged, Phoebe sits on the concrete bench, trembling with
fear.)
(Prue turns around and finds Barbas standing right behind her. When he speaks,
it sounds like Phoebe and his own voice.)
BARBAS (in PHOEBE'S VOICE): Isn't that a great view?
(Barbas steps closer to Prue.)
BARBAS: Bring your suit?
(Prue gasps. He shoves her into the pool.)
(Prue falls backward into the pool with a great splash. Phoebe surges to her
feet.)
[UNDERWATER]
(Prue is underwater. She slips out of her overcoat.)
[PHOEBE]
(Phoebe whimpers.)
BARBAS: Yeah, that's right.
[UNDERWATER]
(Prue sits near the bottom of the pool.)
[BARBAS]
BARBAS: Feed me your fear.
(Unable to help her, Phoebe cries.)
(Barbas stretches out his arms as he relishes their fear.)
[UNDERWATER]
(Prue stops trying to get to the surface.)
[ABOVE SURFACE]
(Barbas smiles. Phoebe trembles with fear, her eyes glued to the pool surface
and Prue underneath. Barbas turns and looks over at Phoebe.)
[UNDERWATER]
(Prue has stopped struggling. A bright life appears under the water shining
down on Prue.)
PATTY HALLIWELL: (o.s.) (echoy) Prue, Prue.
(Prue opens the eyes and sees a bright light in front of her. White orb lights
swirl in front of her. The figure of a woman appears in front of her.)
PATTY HALLIWELL: (echoy) You must face your fears, Prue. You must trust in
the greatest of all powers -- love.
PRUE: Mom?
PATTY HALLIWELL: (echoy) Save yourself. Save your sister.
(The woman in front of Prue holds out her hand.)
PATTY HALLIWELL: (echoy) Don't be afraid.
(Prue puts her hand in her mom's.)
(Their hands clasp in a firm grip. The woman pulls Prue up to the surface.)
[POOL SURFACE]
(Prue breaks through the surface.)
(Barbas is leading Phoebe over to the pool when he sees Prue. Phoebe gasps.)
(Prue makes her way over to the pool side. Barbas lets Phoebe go and takes a
couple of steps back.)
(Prue reaches the side and grabs ahold of it. She glares at Barbas.)
PRUE: It's over.
(She uses her power and pushes Barbas away. He flies backward and hits the
grass with a thud.)
(Prue pushes herself out of the water. Prue makes her way over to Barbas.)
(He slowly gets up.)
BARBAS: Your fear.
PRUE: I'm not afraid anymore.
BARBAS: (screams) No!
(Barbas glows red, then explodes into black orbs. The black orbs change into
smoke and disappear back into the ground.)
(The magical binds around Phoebe's hands, wrists, arms and mouth disappear.)
(Prue turns around and gives Phoebe a hug.)
PHOEBE: Oh, my god, I was so scared.
PRUE: I know. I'm just glad you're safe.
PHOEBE: I don't know what would happen if I ever lost you. I love you.
PRUE: (smiles) I love you.
(Phoebe smiles.)
(They share a chuckle.)
CUT TO:
[EXT. HALLIWELL MANOR (STOCK) - EVENING]
[INT. MANOR - LIVING ROOM -- NIGHT]
(Piper is sitting on the floor. She takes off her good luck amulet from around
her neck and tosses it into the fire in front of her. She pouts as she tosses
the other 'good luck' charms.)
(Off screen, we hear the front door open and close. Prue and Phoebe walk into
the room.)
PHOEBE: Hey, what are you doing?
(Phoebe sits down.)
PIPER: Kicking myself. I just lost probably the greatest catch in San
Francisco.
PRUE: What happened?
PIPER: He doesn't like women who rely on superstitions to make decisions. And
I'm not so sure he's wrong.
PHOEBE: So, Prue vanquished the Demon of Fear.
(Piper quickly gets to her feet and joins them.)
PRUE: (smiles) Well, at least put him back in the bottle for another thirteen
hundred years.
PIPER: Wait, whoa, what? What happened?
PHOEBE: Well, he pushed her into a pool and then ...
PRUE: ... and mom helped me out.
PIPER: Mom?
PRUE: Okay, I know it sounds crazy, but I saw her. It was just like my dream.
She was this incredible vision, so peaceful and she took my hand and brought me
to the surface.
PIPER: That doesn't sound crazy. I wish I could've seen her.
PHOEBE: Me, too.
PIPER: I'm just glad you're all right.
(Piper gives Prue a hug.)
PRUE: I love you.
(Phoebe and Piper are both surprised.)
PIPER: (smiles) What did you just say?
PRUE: I love you.
(Piper looks at Phoebe. Phoebe shrugs. Piper looks at Prue and smiles.)
PIPER: That's the first time you've said that to me.
PRUE: Yeah, I know. I wish I would have said it a long time ago. Ever since
mom died I've been afraid to say it. I didn't want to lose anybody else.
PIPER: Well, we're not going anywhere.
(Prue looks at Phoebe. She turns to Piper and smiles.)
PRUE: Okay. I'm exhausted. I'll see you two in the morning.
(Prue turns and leaves the room. Piper looks at Phoebe.)
PIPER: Um, what happened to her in that pool?
PHOEBE: I don't know, but whatever is was, it must've been incredible.
CUT TO:
[INT. MANOR - ATTIC -- MIDNIGHT]
(The clock chimes midnight. Prue sits curled in a chair looking at the page
written by her mom. She lightly touches the writing on the page.)
(Prue looks down. White orb lights glide across the page and more words appear:
PATTY HALLIWELL'S VOICE: Thanks for letting them into your heart.
(Prue looks at the words and cries.)
PRUE: (quietly) I miss you, mom.
(Camera holds on Prue.)
FADE TO BLACK.
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THE END
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TITLE/OPENING CREDITS
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CHARMED
1X13: FROM FEAR TO ETERNITY
ORIGINAL AIR DATE ON WB: 02/10/1999
TRANSCRIBED FROM WB
Starring:
SHANNEN DOHERTY as Prudence "Prue" Halliwell
HOLLY MARIE COMBS as Piper
and
ALYSSA MILANO as Phoebe Halliwell
T.W. KING as Inspector Andy Trudeau
DORIAN GREGORY as Inspector Darryl Morris
Created by CONSTANCE M. BURGE
Guest Starring
BILLY DRAGO as Barbas
KIMBERLEY KATES
STEVE WILDER
JODIE HANSON
ALLEN CUTLER
Consulting Producer: JONATHAN LEVIN
Consulting Producer: TONY BLAKE
Consulting Producer: PAUL JACKSON
Producer: SHERYL J. ANDERSON
Coordinating Producer: BETTY REARDON
Supervising Producer: LES SHELDON
Executive Producer: BRAD KERN
Executive Producer: CONSTANCE M. BURGE
Written by: TONY BLAKE & PAUL JACKSON
Directed by: LES SHELDON
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END CREDITS
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Executive Producer: AARON SPELLING
Executive Producer: E. DUKE VINCENT
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Worldvision Enterprises Inc., A subsidiary of Spelling Entertainment Group, Inc.
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Executive Story Editor: JAVIER GRILLO-MARXUACH
Executive Story Editor: MICHAEL PERRICONE
Executive Story Editor: GREG ELLIOT
Story Editors: CHRIS LEVINSON
Story Editors: ZACK ESTRIN
Associate Producer: PETER CHOMSKY
Co-Starring
DAILYN MATTHEWS as Susan (Warner)
EVAN O'MEARA as Richard
Music by: JAY GRUSKA
Casting by VICTORIA HUFF, C.S.A.
Director of Photography: GEOFF SCHAAF
Production Designer: DEAN MITZNER
Editor: DEREK BERLATSKY
Unit Production Manager: PATRICK MCKEE
First Assistant Director: TIMOTHY LONSDALE
Key Second Assistant Director: TODD COVERT
Costume Designer: MOLLY HARRIS CAMPBELL
Camera Operator: GUY SKINNER
1st Assistant Camera: LEX RAWLINGS
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Script Supervisor: SUZAN LOWITZ
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Key Make-Up Artist: KATHRYN MILES KELLY
Key Hairstylist: ENID ARIAS
Visual Effects Supervisor: STEPHEN LEBED
Sound Mixer: JAMES LARUE
Location Manager: BOB BOYLE
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Production Coordinator: JILL BARNET TAYLOR
Post-Production Coordinator: KRISTEN L. REARDON
Production Accountant: SHARON TAKSEL
Key Grip: MARLIN HALL
Best Boy Grip: RAY MICHELS
Construction Coordinator: BILL HRNJAK
Stunt Coordinator: ERNIE ORSATTI
Special Effects Coordinator: JOHN GRAY
Executive Associate: RENATE KAMER
Casting Associate: JEFFREY ROTH
Assistant to Constance Burge: AVIVA BARRACLOUGH
Assistant to Brad Kern: MAX JOFFE
Assistant to Les Sheldon: CHELE KNAPP
Assistant Editor: PAUL FONTAINE
Music Editor: NINO CENTURION
Supervising Sound Editor: MARK PETERSEN
Re-Recording Mixers: LARRY BENJAMIN / BRUCE MICHAELS / EDDIE GILROY
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