Charmed (2018–…): Season 1, Episode 10 - Episode #1.10 - full transcript

Previously on Charmed

It's you. You're the Shadow Demon?

Welcome to the Sisters of the Arcana.

You were gonna kill me?


A hellish prison.

Little brother, you will pay for this.

It's where the bad guys
send their bad guys.

Parker, stop. The Portal to Tartarus!

Oh, my God.

Stay back! I'm gonna kill her!


You bloody thief.

You've robbed your last bank.


That's how we break you in Tartarus.

We torture you with the memories

that you most wish to forget.

You're gonna have to
do better than a memory

that's entirely fake.

The more you resist,

the harder you'll fall.

The Book of Shadows was useless.

We've been through every
arcane and mystic text.

Hunter basically dragged Harry down

into the Alcatraz of the underworld.

So, like Hell-catraz?

- Not funny, Macy.
- Sorry.

I don't deal well with stress.
What did the Elders say?

That it is unfortunate
that you destroyed

Marisol's piece of the
Scythe of Tartarus.

The fact is,

that scythe is the only known method

to extract someone from Tartarus.

The Elders don't have any other ideas

- how to help Harry, and...
- And what?

And they are not particularly interested

in pursuing the matter further.

Not for a Whitelighter.

So they're just going to
leave Harry in Hell-catraz?

It was Harry's choice
to become a Whitelighter;

he was well aware of the risks.

Remind me again how the
Elders are the good guys?

You're okay with just giving
up and letting Harry rot?

I am not giving up, I just...

Have no idea what to do.

But I will keep thinking, obviously.

In the meantime, we need
you two to stay on mission.

That means you, Mel,
get back to the Sarcana

and find out who is murdering Elders.

Got it.

Thank you.

For you, Macy,

that means figuring out
what is going on at the lab.

As painful as the discovery
that Parker is a demon was

for your sister, it does
reveal what's clearly

a larger demonic plot

connected to Morningstar Biotech.

Already on it.

Check this out.

It's a family operation.

Dr. Julia Wagner and
Alistair Caine were married.

She's Parker's mom.

They're divorced now.

But still in business together.

Wonder if he pays her Hell-imony.

What? It's only okay when you do it?

He looks familiar.


Nice work, Macy.

Anything else I should know about?

Nope. Not that I can think of.


- What was that all about?
- It was Galvin.

- So what did he say?
- That he's back and he's ready to talk.

I'm hoping that's not cover
for burning me at the stake.

Uh, we should continue
to not let Charity know

he found out we're witches,
and that he's walking around

with an un-wiped memory,

thanks to our Whitelighter
being in Hell-catraz and all.

Yeah. I'm starting to think that
we should make a habit of that.

Keeping things from Charity.

I'm gonna go see the Sarcana.

But not because I think they killed Mom.

They broke somebody out of Tartarus.

They might be our only
chance to save Harry.

I'm heading out.

Will you be all right?

It's been a week.
I think I'm all cried out.

No, there's more.

This is all my fault.

Harry's in Hell-catraz
because my freaking powers

couldn't figure out my
boyfriend was a demon.

The holidays are a
fun time for everyone.


I thought you might be ready
for a little black humor.

How am I supposed to
trust my powers again?

How am I supposed to trust anyone?

I don't want to feel like this anymore.

I don't want to feel anything.

I know. But you have to.

You can't push your feelings away.

Trust me, only when I
let myself grieve Niko,

I could finally let her go.

It's just so hard.

I know.

But you have to give yourself a break.

Just a little break.

We who struggle, break and bend,

make us never hurt again.

So let me get this straight.

You're a witch, and your
sisters are witches,

but not just any witches.
You're special.

And you sent someone to Hell-jail?

And Harry, who's your "white
person," went with him?


Although both are technically correct.


I can't believe you're
taking this so well.

You're not freaked out,
like, a little bit?

Well, I mean, the thing
is, when I was growing up,

my granmè was always
talking about her religion.

Yoruba this, Yoruba that.
Witches and demons.

And she even said that she
did a special spell on me

when I was a baby
to protect me from evil.

She did. You had a protection mark.


I saw it on your side when
you started dating Summer.

Remember? It's a long story.

I was worried it was
demonic, but it's gone now.

The shape-shifter who was
pretending to be me at Christmas

got rid of it 'cause it was stopping him

from entering the house.

Sure. Casual.

I always thought my granmè
was just superstitious,

but now that I look back on
it, there was a few things

that happened I couldn't explain.

Speaking of which...

... can you do it again?

Yo, that is wild.

No cap.

Okay, okay. Sorry.

I c... I can, I can handle this.

- I can handle this.
- Really?

- Mm-hmm.
- 'Cause there is one more thing.

We are working for a demon.

Aw, sweetheart.

You're getting worse.

I wish you had gotten that amulet.

I stand by my decision, Mom.

I'd rather die a half-human
than live as a demon.

I understand.

I just don't know if I
can save you without it.


Look what we have here.

A touching mother-son moment.

- How revolting.
- What are you doing here, Alistair?

Have you heard from your brother?

He stole the amulet and took off.

He's not looking to be found.

A detail that still makes no sense,

no matter how many times you say it.

Alistair, leave him alone.

He's not well, and we had an agreement.

You can't just show up here.
The laboratory's my domain.

I don't remember you complaining

when I handed you this plum job.

You really should be thanking me.

I want you

to thank me.


Our settlement has
very strict prohibitions

against you mesmerizing me.

I'm gonna find Hunter.

We will see if he has
a different tale to tell.

Shifa' on haza-aljesmo wa ruho.

This is what happens
to people in Tartarus?

They torture you down
there, destroy your hope.

And you end up like this.

And she's a witch?

A very important one,
known as the Keeper

of the Sacred Flame.

Just like your Whitelighter,
she didn't belong in Tartarus.

It's the worst of the worst.

It's Hellflame, to power the incubator.

But we don't have enough
to make her better.

I'm sorry the Elders are so heartless

about saving your Whitelighter.

Not that I'm surprised.

They always have been
cold and out of touch.

And in power for far too long.

But all that's gonna change.

What do you mean?

Soon as we get more
Hellflame, you'll see.

Shifa' on haza...

I'm gonna help you get your boy back.

A demon named Dante guards

the nearest gateway to Tartarus.

I can show you where to find him,

but you'll want to act soon.

If Tartarus is draining
his will to live,

Harry will end up like this.

And you may never get him back.

Another false memory?

Come on!

Do your worst.

- Watch it.
- Clear off.

I said watch it, pretty boy.


Looks like those memories
are real after all, eh?

Still think you're a hero, Whitelighter?

Jada said the Sarcana
didn't have anything

worth trading with Dante,

but Tartarus is the prison

for the worst of the worst.

The demons other demons hate and fear.

And we've got one, right?

The Harbinger.

He's got to be one of the ten
most wanted for that place.

So you're saying we get
Harbie from the Elders

to trade for Harry?

Yeah, what do you think?

You've had worse ideas before;

I just can't think of one right now.

Maggie, what is up with you?


Your Harbie idea works.

- I got to go.
- Maggie.

- Maggie, please.
- Go away.

I never wanted to hurt you.

- Look, you have to believe me.
- Don't touch me.

Never hurt again.

All clear.

Need some help?



Aw, man.

Any chance you came prepared for this?

Have you met me?

I keep a pair of sneakers lying around

in case a zombie apocalypse
breaks out while I'm at work.

Of course I came prepared for this.



Hey, Galvin.

Check out these gene sequences.

I don't see any...

Wait. The protein
structures are irregular.

- It's not...
- Human.

But these are.

I think she's turning
human DNA into demon DNA.

Come on, come on, come on.

What the hell's going on?

- I'm so sorry.
- So unprofessional.

It is. This is a genetics
lab, not a motel room.

Get the hell out of my office.

It'll never happen again.

Got it.



Do you want to come over to my place?

You mean like stay over?

Yeah, yes.

Mm, there's something I should
probably tell you first.

Oh, come on, it can't be any bigger

- than telling me you're a witch.
- Yeah.

Yeah, no, you're right, um...

I'm a virgin.


He had a better reaction

when I told him we work for a demon.

He was basically speechless.

And here I thought I was
so lucky to start something

with someone who accepted all of me.

He was probably just surprised.

I know we were when you told us.

Back me up on this, Maggie.


What is with you?

Nothing. Never better.

Seriously, you are all over the place.

Did you take one of
Mom's old benzos again?

You must be out of your charmed minds.

I take it you got my message.

You want to give a warden

of Tartarus the Harbinger of Hell?

If it's to get Harry back, yes.

Do you remember how hard it
was to capture the Harbinger

in the first place, and now
you want to give it to demons?

Don't even get me
started about you talking

to the Sarcana about Tartarus.

It's not like the Elders were helping.

The Elders will never allow this.

We do not

negotiate with demons.

The Harbinger is a demon
that belongs in jail.

We'd be taking it back
to where it belongs.

And no one can open the
can since you enchanted it.

We have to try. For Harry.

If we don't get him out
soon, we might lose him.

He could be changed forever.

I don't care what the
Elders have to say.

Do you realize what you
are asking me to do?

Yes. We've been through
this with Angela.

Harry is worth saving, and
I know you think so, too.


I didn't think she'd be this heartless.

Let's go get Harry.

You're not worth saving, Harry.

You might as well just give in.


Dropping off or picking up?

- Are you Dante?
- I know who you are.

Charmed Ones.

We need Harry Greenwood.

And we can pay.

I've come across a gaggle
of ladies just like you before.

Tried to offer me a measly ankh

and lodestone to get
someone out of Tartarus.

What if I told you we had
the Harbinger of Hell?

Look at that.

The Harbinger of Hell neutered

in some dime-store paint can.

I always wanted to get
my hands on that guy.

Don't just stand there. Let me see it.

Wait. We need to be sure

- that Harry's still...
- That he's okay.

What is happening to him?

Quick, how do we get him out?
With one of those?

This ain't Club Fed there, Charmed One.

It takes a special kind of man

to break someone out of Tartarus.

Well, do it. We don't have much time.

Hold your horses there, sweets.

I don't buy the car
without kicking the tires

once or twice; it's just bad business.

Is this a trick?

You won't be able to open it.
It's enchanted.

Wait, what?

It's empty?

No one swindles Dante
and gets away with it.

Now you die.

What do we do?

We have to break Harry out ourselves.

How do we do that?

Get Dante to tell us how

by reading his thoughts. Follow my lead.


Maggie, seriously,
what is wrong with you?

Okay, Mel, come on. Unfreeze time.


Go. Maggie, go. Read his thoughts.

Dante, how do we release

someone from Tartarus?

Like I'd ever tell you.

Keep holding on, Maggie.

How do we release someone from Tartarus?

I'm not getting anything.


I don't think my powers are working.

Maggie, what did you do?

I'm sorry, I didn't
want to feel anymore.

I'll make you sorry!



Help! Help!


Now, go get me the Harbinger,

or you'll never see your sister again.


Mel, I swear to you,

I did not give you an empty vessel.

Oh, come on, you
obviously didn't trust us

- with the real thing.
- That is not what happened.

I figured out what's wrong with Maggie.

She took her pain away with a spell.

These are habit-forming
and have serious side effects.

Like her powers not working?

Guess she didn't read the fine print.

- Her powers aren't working?
- Yes.

And now she's stuck in Tartarus,
so we need to get her out.

Where is the real Harbinger?

Mel, I have no idea.

This does not make any sense.

After the exorcism, that paint can

was in my possession at all times.

Oh, no.


Alistair Caine. That's
why he looked familiar.

Would you mind switching
paint cans with me?

Pleasure doing business with you.

He must have

mesmerized me and switched paint cans.

No one has ever been able
to mesmerize me before.

We are dealing with
a very powerful demon.

Who now has the Harbinger.

So what are we supposed to do?

We use our personal connection.

Yes, my dad is the demon Alastor.

Also known as the Dark Master.

Also known as the dick
who stole the Harbinger.

I get it. The demonic apple

doesn't fall far from the tree.

We don't have time for name-calling.

Maggie's in trouble.

Which is the only
reason I'd ever set foot

in a frat house that smells of
stale beer and white privilege.

You say you want to help Maggie.

I'll do anything.

Tell us where the Harbinger is.

My dad has him.

I've seen the paint can in his study.

- Great. So, let's go to his study.
- Okay.

There's no way you can get in there.

I'll get it for you.

- No way, we're getting it.
- You can't.

- Not without me.
- You expect us to trust you?

What other choice do you have?

You know what, he's right.

You saw what's happening to Harry.

Maggie's being tormented
down there, too,

and as soon as that
numbing spell wears off,

she's going to feel everything.

You okay there, Cinderella?

Can I take you out

on a proper date?

- It's you. You're the Shadow Demon?
- Let me explain.

Scream all you want, Charmed One.

I'm under strict orders to give you

a hell of a hard time.

Help me!

I feel so lucky to be
the mother of two special

young women.


Mom, help me!

Get me out of here!

Anyone, please. Harry!

- Harry!
- Maggie?


- Maggie, is that you?
- Harry?

Please, Harry, I can't take it anymore.

But you have to hold on.

I-I can't.

I'm so tired of all of it.

I know, but you mustn't give up hope.

I did a spell to numb my pain,

and now it's all coming back.

Oh, no, Maggie...

Everything hurts too much.

No, no, that's how
they break you, Maggie.


Listen to me.

You have to fight it.

Let love be your strength.

I loved Parker.

All it did was hurt me.

Then gain strength from me.

And know you'll never be alone.

Let me take her pain.

Give me the memory instead!

Come on, you overgrown lizard.

Torture me. I dare you.

Be careful what you ask for.

I'm sorry, there's nothing more

we can do to save your son.

It's my fault.




Harry! Harry?

Are you all right?


Wait here.

I need to shut the surveillance off.

It's in there.

- In where?
- In here.

Let's get out of here.

Good evening, Julia.


You're gonna tell me

what really happened to Hunter.

Looking for this?

Tell me what happened to Hunter.

Parker banished Hunter to Tartarus

because he's in love with Maggie.

That's the Harbinger, all right.

Back to Tartarus, where you belong.

Not so fast.

- We want Harry and our sister first.
- Fine.

I can't promise they'll be

in mint condition, though.

Maggie, Harry.

Are you all right?

We need to get him out of here.

Good evening, everyone.

You have something that belongs to me.

First of all, that is mine.

Secondly, it's come to
my attention that my son,

Hunter, is rotting in your prison.

- Parker sold us out.
- What?

- I don't just open the gate...
- Silence!

I'll deal with your
insubordination later.

Oh, where are my manners?

I'm Alistair Caine. Charmed, I'm sure.

But, of course,

we have already met.

Stay back, demon.

You know, Dr. Vaughn, most
companies would consider that

a "fireable" offense.

But, luckily for you,
I'm just a big softie.

If you think I'm going
to spend one more day

working for you in that lab,
turning humans into demons...

You are out of your mind.

Oh, and you must be Mel,

the time-witch I heard so much about.

From your backstabbing frat boy spawn?

Is that any way to talk about
the love of your sister's life?

Hey, Mags. I'm so sorry
about the breakup.

Can we please kill him now?

Oh, I would love to see you try, empath.

Do you know what they say about a witch

with passive powers, hmm?

That's right. Nothing.

Now, Dante,

if you don't mind,

I think it is time to release my son.


It's not.

Oh, you dumb witches.

You dare think you have the power

to hold sway over me, Alastor,

the Dark Master,

Viscount of the Malebranche,


Put a pin in it, Daenerys.

Enough small talk.

I can't even do anything
with my stupid passive powers!

Let love be your strength.

Screw you and your demon family.

No one messes with my
sisters or my Whitelighter.

Give me your hands.

Maggie, how are you doing this?

I'm not. We are.

We're doing this.

No, this isn't possible.

Keep going.

He got away.

What happened to you down there?

What a mess.

I never thought that
I'd say this, but...

I really missed you, Harry.

Well, thank you, Melanie.

I just wish we could've vanquished

Alistair before he got away.


What was that, Maggie?

Some new spell?

I don't know.

It came to me when I read
what you were thinking:

"Let love be your strength."

I knew if I could reach
you guys, I could just...

Channel this thing between us.

You just created a spell.

Do you realize that?

Oh, he's in bad shape.
Let's get him home.


You feeling okay, Mags?

I'm... feeling.

I can't believe

I tried to take my feelings away.

I mean, what was I thinking?

You were heartbroken.

It's understandable.

Well, it's nice to know I
can trust my powers again.

I just wish I could trust
certain other things.

After everything Parker
said, I can't believe

he'd sell us out to his dad
like that all over again.

I know.

I was actually starting to
think he might not be that bad.

For a half-demon.

Can you imagine growing
up with a dad like that?

I mean, my dad was moody.

But Parker's dad can

rip off his entire face.

The worst part is, I...

can't stop thinking about him.

Where is he?

Just so we're clear,

the Elders have no
right to portal in here

and pretend they give
a damn about Harry.

Not after they left him
down there to rot.

Mel, that is the Sarcana talking.

No. It's me.

If you just came over
to lecture us on the rules

of magic and the proper
way to conduct ourselves,

you can leave.


If you really do care about Harry,

and you came here to comfort him,

then here's his tea.

Made just the way he likes it.

Because that's what you do when
someone you love is hurting.


What happened?

I found out who I really was.

Whatever they showed you
in Tartarus, it is not

the full picture. They
were torturing you.

Playing mind games.

I was a common criminal,

and I caused the death of my only child.

I was a wreck.

I had to know what memories
they'd use to torture you,

so I reviewed the memories
we took from you.

You saw my memories?

But that's a major rule violation.

You could lose your Elder status.

Yes, you had a past.

But everything you did, you
did to save your dying son.

But he died anyway.


He lived.

You saved him.

Don't look so surprised.

The same qualities that make
you a great Whitelighter now

are what made you a
wonderful father back then.

And, Harry,

he's still alive.

Why are you telling me all this?

'Cause that is what you
do for someone you love.

I just wanted to make
sure you were okay.

So you can sell us
out to your dad again?

What? I don't know what happened,

but I was doing this
to help you, Maggie.

Please don't hate me.

Why do you have to be like this?

If I didn't have to be, I wouldn't.

You don't know what it's like
to hate a part of yourself.

How am I ever supposed
to believe you again?

You made me not want to feel.

And you made me want to feel.

Parker, I can't do this right now.

Please go.

My dad's leaving town, by the way.

Whatever you and your sisters did,

I've never seen him run scared before.

Why'd you call me here?

Business or pleasure?

Where did you get that?

It doesn't matter.

The Elders are only
looking out for themselves.

I am done playing by
their pointless rules.

For the Keeper.

This is a lot of firepower to

give to someone you barely know.

I trust you.


Words are cheap.

And you let your actions do the talking.


Sometimes my actions
say the wrong things.

You want to get out of here?



- Macy, I-I need to tell you something.
- Before you do,

I thought about it, and it's fine.

The whole virginity thing threw
you for a loop, and I get it.

It's unusual.

Yeah. Come-come on in.

Thanks for being so real
about this whole thing.

But, yeah, I was still trying

to wrap my mind around you being a witch

who fights demons and then

Hell portals was a thing, so...

When you said that last
part, it was pretty much

the virgin that broke the camel's back.

I'm sorry.

You don't have anything
to apologize for.

Okay. 'Cause when you didn't

respond to my texts, I panicked.

Because I-I'm totally
okay with what you do

or-or don't do with your own body.

Sorry, I must have been breaking
Harry out of demon jail.

Ah, right. 'Cause that's a thing you do.

That is a thing I do.

Look... just because I'm a virgin now

doesn't mean I'll stay one forever.

That's good to know.

But that's not what
I came over here for.

I was looking through those
files we took from Dr. Julia,

and I found this.

She was sequencing your DNA.

Your sisters', too.

This can't be right.

What? What is it?

I'm the half sister.

I only share a mother with Mel
and Maggie, but this says

they share 23% of their DNA,

while Maggie and I share 52.

That's impossible.


They don't share a father.

Maggie and I do.