Charmed (1998–2006): Season 1, Episode 14 - Secrets and Guys - full transcript

Here you go.

- Max! Hey!
- Don't move, don't breathe, just listen!

We're gonna borrow your kid.
We need him just for a day.

If you're smart, you won't
call the cops.

We'll have him home safe
and sound Monday morning,

ready for school.
Do you understand?

- Yeah, yeah.
- Just our little secret, right?

Yeah.

Dad! Dad!

Can I just say
I am actually enjoying this?

Because you're not
doing anything.



Not true. I have painted my fingers
and my toes.

I just hope that this doesn't fall
under the personal gain category.

How could it?
A good witch is a clean witch.

Yep, I think we should spring clean
like this more often.

You go, girl!

Good job, Prue.

Oh, look, more toys.

I told you Grams
wouldn't throw them away.

Yeah, but we will. Why don't you
put that stuff in the discard pile.

- Wait, what's in there?
- Stuffed animals without eyeballs.

Dollies that look like they've been
through the mill once or twice.

And lookie here,
Miss Phoebe's diaries.

The place where I kept all my secrets.
Give me those.

- What?
- The place you kept your secrets?



Phoebe, you could never
keep a secret.

Oh, that is so not true.

Okay, maybe Prue's
surprise birthday party.

Guess again.

You knew?

Phoebe, you swore
you wouldn't tell her.

I'm sorry, okay?
It was an accident.

- I say we keep all the toys.
- Subject changer.

For our children, for our future.

- That's a good idea.
- Well, you can get rid of mine.

What?

It's just that, you know, we live
in a world with so much violence,

and then you add the evil demons,

and it's a pretty scary place
to raise kids in.

Besides, I don't really think
I'm cut out to be a mom.

How can you say that?

Why don't we have this conversation
later? Like, say, in five years?

Good.

I think dinner's burning.
Phoebe, lend me a hand.

Don't look at my diary.

You try anything, you're dead,
and so is your old man.

- You got that, kid?
- Come on, ease up on him, Mickey.

Kid's not stupid.
Are you, Max?

You're gonna do just like we tell you,
and everything's gonna be fine, right?

Yeah, you better be right about him,
or me and you got problems.

Look, that kid is a living,
breathing, winning lotto ticket.

All I know is my kid brother said
somehow, like magic,

he turned off the arcade alarm system
from across the street

and got them inside.

I don't believe in magic.

So we test him out.
If we don't like what we see,

we cut our losses.

Piper, Phoebe, get in here.

What is it?

Oh, no, not again.

What's it saying?

Help Max.

So maybe Max is a ghost.
I mean, after all, that is a spirit board.

A ghost who needs our help?
I don't think so.

Well, it wouldn't be the first time.

What if it's just someone
in trouble crying out?

Well, it would have to be someone
with powers. That's not exactly AT&T.

"Help Max." That's not a lot to go on.

Yeah, there's nothing really you can do
unless he sends another message.

What, are you on hold or something?

It's Harry, the new chef at Quake.

He threw out all my Henckel knives.
Apparently, he prefers Forschners.

- You follow any of that?
- No.

Look, we wouldn't have gotten
the message if it wasn't important.

- Okay, so, what do you wanna do?
- Maybe go see Andy.

See if he knows anything about
a Max needing help.

Can you say "long shot"?

All right, you're obsessed.
I accept that.

I'll thumb through the
Book of Shadows,

see if there's anything
on spirit board SOSs.

- Okay, and maybe Piper can...
- Look, wait,

I'm the manager. If I say
I want Henckels, then I want...

Hello?

The jerk hung up on me.

Okay, how can I help you two?

I think we got it under control.

Okay, then I'm going to Quake
before Harry does any more damage.

Ding-dong.

Leo, you're back.
Come in.

It's so good to see you.
How are you?

Better now.

- How are you, Piper?
- I'm better now too.

- Leo!
- Hey, stranger, good to see you.

- Yeah, what brings you back?
- Phoebe.

You know, the chandelier
in the living room keeps flickering.

- Yeah? Well, I'll get my tools.
- Oh, no, no, take your time.

Attic, remember?
You have some reading to do.

Right.

Is that a spirit board?

This?

Yeah, it is. I'm just taking it to the
auction house to have it appraised.

So I'll call you if I hear anything.

I'll be at the restaurant.

- Do you have to go now?
- Yeah, sort of.

But I'll be back soon.
I promise.

Can you wait?

Sure.

So glad you're back.

Okay, let me get this straight.

You think a guy named Max
might be in some kind of trouble,

but you have no idea why.
You've never met him

and really don't have any idea
who he is. Is that about right?

Okay, fine.

See, I had a dream last night.

And in my dream, my sisters
and I were cleaning the attic

when we found
this old Ouija-type board.

And the pointer started to move
until it spelled out, "Help Max."

That's it.

You know, I hear a lot of stories
in my line of work,

but yours are always
very entertaining.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

Sorry...

...nothing on anyone named Max.

- Thanks for checking.
- Any time.

- Okay.
- Okay.

- Bye.
- Bye.

Harry.

Hey, you must be Pippy.

Piper. And...

You know, your voice doesn't
do you justice.

You're actually attractive.

You cannot come into this restaurant,
throw away all of our knives

and refuse to make
the house specialty...

That is not a proper chef's uniform.

Will be. I'm a trendsetter.

In fact, I decided to change the menu,
so I threw out all the old ones.

Now, my crab ravioli,
there's a specialty.

- Straight from Eden.
- You threw out all the menus?

Hey, complain to your sister Phoebe.
She's on line one.

You're fired!

Oh, attractive and feisty.

You can't fire me,
because you're just a manager.

Unless you'd rather be
the executive chef.

Take that.

Sounds like a real piece of work.
He has a nice voice, though.

- What's he look like?
- A complete and total jerk.

- Is Leo around?
- Yeah, he's working away.

He wants to know when you're
gonna get back, though.

I think it might be a while.
Maybe I should talk to Leo.

Sure, hold on a sec.

- Oh, my God!
- Phoebe!

- Let me call you back.
- Phoebe, wait, I can explain.

- You are a warlock, aren't you?
- No.

Wait, think about it. If I was
a warlock, and I wanted to hurt you,

don't you think I would've done it
the last time I was here?

Okay, good point.

But still, most normal handymen use
ladders to fix chandeliers.

- Are you a witch?
- No.

Then what are you?

These are the blueprints
to the microchip plant.

The main security panel
is in this room here.

All you gotta do is switch the
system off. Start with zone one,

ending up with zone five, okay?

- You got it?
- I can't.

My mom made me promise never
to use my power for bad things.

Yeah, you ever read the book When
Bad Things Happen to Good People?

Look, I got it, Mickey.
You broke into the arcade, right?

This isn't any different, man.

I mean, we're not even
gonna take anything.

We just wanna see
if you can actually do it.

Look, I'm really sorry about what
happened to your mom, okay?

It's a tough break,

but you wanna make sure something
doesn't happen to your dad, don't you?

Well, I'll be damned.

I don't know how you did that,
but I gotta say, I'm very impressed.

Hey!

No!

I really don't know what to say.
I mean, up until today,

I thought you were a handyman.
Now I find out that you're a...

- Whitelighter.
- A whitelighter.

- What exactly is a whitelighter?
- We're really just messengers, guides.

Think of us as guardian angels
for good witches.

Your tea's cold.

Well, you are handy.

So all this time, you knew
who we really were?

I was sent here to watch over you and
your sisters when you got your powers.

You know, help out wherever I could.

- Sent by who?
- "Whom."

They're a group of elder whitelighters.

They're known as the Founders.

You were never supposed to find out.
I screwed up and got caught.

So, what, you're here again
to help us out with something else?

Actually, I'm here
to help a boy named Max.

- Max? Wait, that's...
- The spirit board. I know.

See, Max is a budding good witch,
new to the powers,

but he's very young
and vulnerable.

And he's in serious trouble.

Someone wants to take advantage
of his gift.

- So why don't you help him?
- I did.

I made sure that Prue received his cry
for help. That's why I was sent here.

That's all I'm supposed to do.
The rest is up to Prue.

Yeah, but Prue doesn't know
anything about him.

- She doesn't know he's a little boy.
- Well, she will.

In the meantime,

you must help me keep my secret,
or I could get in trouble, okay?

Piper and Prue can never know
what I really am.

Me, keep a secret?
Hello, wrong Halliwell.

Wait, you have to tell Piper.

If I know her, she's gonna think...

I know, I know,
and that's where I need your help.

You see, whitelighters and witches
aren't allowed to fall in love.

It's like humans and angels aren't.

But I did. I fell in love with Piper.

And I know how much
she cares about you.

It isn't fair to keep her in the dark.

But I have to keep this secret,
so somehow

I have to tell Piper that
I can never see her again,

and I can't tell her why.

You don't need my help, Leo.

You need a miracle.

- Got a minute?
- Sure.

Why don't you just sit there.

That's perfect. So, what's up?

I've got some interesting information
about a boy named Max.

- A boy?
- Named Max, yes.

- Whoa.
- It's curious, huh?

Very.

Earlier today, a microchip plant was
broken into, but nothing was taken.

Stranger still, the alarms
on the inside were turned off

before the front door
was opened on the outside.

So, what does this have to do
with this boy, Max?

Well, security cameras picked up
a car in the parking lot

with a boy in the back seat...

...matching this photo taken
at an arcade last week,

where a couple of kids snuck in
in much the same way.

Same boy, Max Franklin.

Do you know who was
in the front seat?

Just that they shot and wounded
a security guard at the scene.

This boy's in serious trouble, Prue.
This is not a dream.

I need to know what you
know about this.

Well, I mean, why would
I know anything?

I think that you need
to talk to his family.

I did. His father.

He pretended not to know
anything either.

Told me the boy was out of state
visiting grandparents,

will be back tomorrow.

But something's wrong.

He wanted to tell me something,
but he was scared.

He was afraid to say anything.
What are you writing?

Nothing.

I'm just doodling.

You're not gonna tell me
anything, are you?

One day, I'm gonna figure out
your secret, Prue.

Count on it.

Telephone.

- Hello?
- Hey. Look, Max is a boy, Piper,

- and he's been kidnapped.
- What?

Yeah, I got another message
on the spirit board. I have to help.

I think we should call the police.

Andy's already been here,

and I think I have an idea
of what to do.

Okay, so you've got
everything under control?

No, everything's not under control.

I need crab for my ravioli
because someone threw it away,

and I just got five more orders,
Pepper.

- Mr Franklin?
- Yes?

My name's Prue Halliwell.
I need to talk to you about your son.

Sorry, you have to leave, okay?

Look, I know that he's been kidnapped,
I know that he's in trouble.

I don't know what you're talking about.

I think you do.

What I don't understand is
why you won't talk to the police.

Please, you gotta leave,
all right? Thank you.

Unless you can't talk to the police.

The kidnappers won't let you.

That's why you wouldn't say
anything to Trudeau.

Look, I don't know who you are,
but I'm begging you...

- I can help.
- No, no...

...you can't, all right?
Goodbye.

Mr Franklin.

Dear God.

Thank you.

Hi, I know you guys have
been waiting a long time.

Hey, have you heard from Prue?

Yeah. She's got everything
under control. I'll be right back.

It's actually good we have
a few more minutes.

We could go over your plan.

You know, what you're
gonna tell Piper.

Oh, well...

...I thought I'd tell her that...

...you know, as much as I love her,

and as much as I'd like to stay
in San Francisco, I can't.

And I don't know how long my work
will keep me away.

No, no, what you just said
to her was,

as much as you'd love to stay
and have sex with her,

you've got a wife and kids in
another part of the country. Try again.

Piper...

...you know how much
you mean to me,

and more than anything,
I wish things could work out,

but they can't, and no one
is more sorry than me.

Translation:

"I've found someone
I like even better."

- I'm completely confused.
- Look, Leo it's not that complicated.

Okay, just avoid the following:

"We can still hang out."

"I don't deserve you yet."

"I need more 'me' time
before we can have 'we' time."

And my personal favourite:

"It's not you, it's me."

Whatever you do, don't start off
the conversation with,

"We need to talk."
Other than that, you'll do fine.

Then they hit me, and I passed out.

I've been out-of-my-mind
crazy ever since last night.

Should I go to the police?
Should I do what they say?

They promised to bring him back,

but after what the police say
happened this morning...

I don't even know if he's all right.

No, I know that Max is
okay right now.

If he wasn't, he couldn't have
sent me that last message.

So I take it you're a witch too, huh?

Is that what your son says he is?

What Paulette, my wife,
said he is. It's what she was.

You know, it would have been a hell of
a lot easier to handle her family secret

had it been revealed a lot sooner.

Maybe she was afraid
of how you'd react.

Maybe she was afraid that you
might not accept her or love her.

Speaking from personal experience?

Yes, I am.

Yeah, Paulette, she had to tell me.
She was running out of time.

She passed away three months ago.

Then suddenly, Max,
he starts having these powers.

I don't have a clue what to tell him,
what it all means.

Then he uses it and nearly gets
busted at an arcade, and now this.

- I'm sure that Max...
- Do you have any children?

No, but...

Then you couldn't possibly understand
what I'm feeling.

Still, I'm sorry...

...about what happened to Max
and your wife,

but if you could just find
a way to forgive her...

Forgive her.

She should've told me.

Maybe if she had I would have
been better able to protect Max.

Do you know anybody who owns
an auto shop of any kind?

Why?

I think your son was trying
to send me a clue.

No, I...

Although, I think Max's friend Danny...

His brother works at one
over in Oakland.

Is Danny the friend that broke
into the arcade with Max?

Got an address?

- Max?
- Who's there?

My name is Prue.
I'm here to take you home.

- But how'd you find me?
- I had a chat with your friend Danny.

Look, your dad, he's waiting for you.

- You know my dad?
- Yeah.

Hey, who the hell are you?

- Come on, we need to hurry.
- You have powers?

Yeah, I'll explain them
to you in the car.

I can't leave.
They'll kill my dad if I do.

Nap time's over. Wake up.

I got a little surprise for you.

- Max, are you okay?
- He's fine.

- Look, don't worry.
- I said, he's fine.

Now, before you go trying to pull any of
that magical hocus-pocus crap again,

I wanna show you something.

- What is it?
- All that matters is what happens

when I flip that little switch.

Now, I flip that little switch, and
Max here takes a nap, a long one.

- Mickey, why don't...?
- Shut up.

Plastic explosive. Little trick
I picked up in Corcoran.

Prison system's very educational.

Mickey, he's just a child.

He's already proven
he's not going anywhere.

If you're gonna wire anyone,
wire me.

What is it with you?
What are you, magicians?

Freaks of nature?
Aliens? What?

Witches.

- You okay?
- I'm scared.

I know.

Just do as they say,
and everything will be fine.

They need you, remember?

I'm sorry I got you into this.

I'm sorry I have these stupid powers.

No, Max.

Don't ever be sorry about that.

It's a gift.

It's like being a musician
or an athlete.

It's a pain.

I'm a freak.

My dad hates it too.

He hates me.

No, he doesn't.

He just doesn't understand it, that's all.

It's new to him too.

Don't worry, Max.

I won't let anything happen to you.
I promise.

Okay?

- Okay.
- Okay.

You really think it's necessary,
wiring the kid like that?

You saw what that chick did.

Pretty cool, actually.
It might come in handy tonight.

It's the only reason
she's still breathing.

Sorry, small mutiny in the kitchen.
Where were we?

Piper, there's something
I need to tell you.

- Yeah?
- Look, forgive me,

but I could be summoned at any
moment, so I have to tell you this now.

I can't...

I can't...

I can't believe how much I missed you.

Well, Leo, I missed you too,
but what do you mean, summoned?

- Summoned where?
- Hey, Piper.

No respect, I can live with, okay,
but where the hell's my coriander?

Okay, that's it,
I'm ending this now.

Oh, my gosh. You know.

Of course I know.
The whole restaurant knows.

Didn't you hear him scream
across the room?

- I thought it was a secret.
- Phoebe...

It'll probably be in the newspaper.

No, it can't be. Look, Piper,
he never meant to hurt you.

Phoebe, please. You haven't
even met the maniac yet.

What's gotten into you?

She's talking about the new chef.

Oh, right.

So does that mean
she took your news well?

That means she doesn't know.
I can't tell her, Phoebe.

I can't stand to think about it,
much less talk about it.

Here's something else
you might not wanna think about.

Piper said that Prue had
everything under control.

Well, I can't find her.

Say hello to Mickey Jackson.

Security cameras digitally enhanced
for your viewing pleasure.

But Jackson's a
convicted bank robber.

Why is he breaking
into a microchip plant?

And stealing squat. Good question.

A better one would be how he broke
into the plant in the first place.

High tech's not exactly his style.

Unless this was just a dry run.

Maybe Mickey's looking
to do bigger and better things.

Like another bank?

Like a big bank.
It's a leap, I know.

Agreed, but why the kid?

How's he fit into this?

- Trudeau.
- Hey, Andy, it's Phoebe.

Have you seen Prue
since this morning?

No, as a matter of fact, I was about
to ask you the same question.

- Really? Why?
- Because I think she knows something

about a boy named Max.

Do you?

Yeah, oh... Oh, that's my call waiting.
I gotta go. Could be Prue. Bye.

Anything?

No, I can't reach either Max
or Prue telepathically.

Does that mean they're in trouble?

Who's in trouble?

Oh, the 49ers.

No secondary. They need
a really good draft pick next year.

Well, I'm gonna go into the kitchen
and see if I can get in touch with Prue.

Carry on.

Alone, finally.

Don't have to worry about any more
interruptions from Harry. He quit.

Okay, not the enthusiastic response
I was hoping for.

Look, Piper, I've been searching all day
for an easy way to tell you this.

Phoebe?

Phoebe, I know you're
not in the kitchen.

That is so weird.
I was just on my way back.

Is Leo about to tell me he doesn't
wanna see me anymore?

You'll have to ask him.

And that's the problem. I fell in love
with you, and I shouldn't have.

- You're married?
- No.

Engaged?

I'm involved,
but it's not the way you think.

The truth is, is that I led you on and
made you believe I was coming back.

Leo, you are back.

Yeah, but I have to leave again now,

and it's not because I want to, though.
It's because I have to.

I'm sorry.

That's okay.

- It is?
- Yeah.

I mean, Leo, you're a nice guy,
and I like you a lot,

but let's face it,
you're geographically undesirable.

I mean, you said you live
really far away, right?

Yeah, pretty far.

Well, I try never to get involved
with guys I can't see regularly,

so don't feel bad.

I mean, I understand.
Really, I do.

- So how'd she take it?
- Not bad.

Oh, excuse me, but I have to go.

Leo, where are you going?

I have to leave now.

So the thing is,
once Max shorts out the alarm,

we've got three minutes till the guards
realize there's a signal interruption.

Just make sure the kid knows
what he's supposed to do.

And keep an eye on that girl.
I don't trust her.

Has anything like this
ever happened to you before?

Not exactly like this.

- Usually, the demons that I have to...
- Demons?

Your mom didn't get to tell you much
about being a witch, did she?

No. I had just found out about
my power when she died.

You know, my mom died
when I was young too.

I know how much it hurts.

And it doesn't ever really go away.

I didn't even know that
my power was coming.

I've had to figure it out all by myself,
which means so can you.

- Especially with your dad's help.
- He'll never understand.

Max, you have to help him understand.

You sound just like my mom.

Well, I care a lot about you too.

I wish you could be my mom right now.

So, what is your power anyway?

Mom called it psychokinesis.

It means I can move things I can't see.

All right, remember, just do everything
I say, and nobody gets hurt.

Let's roll.

- Max?
- Dad.

Hold it. Hold it.

Don't shoot. I'm unarmed.

Nobody else knows you're here.

I found you the same way she did,
through your brother.

Your brother?

- Gordon, they have him wired.
- Shut up!

- Dad.
- It's all right, son.

Look, man, I'll give you
anything else you want,

just let me have my boy, please.

All right, David, go put them in the van.

Do it.

My son.

Max?

Max?

Please, man, let him go.
I beg you, please, he's my son.

Let him go. I beg you, please...

Sorry.

Drive.

All right, it'll be just like
this morning, Max.

That's where the alarm panel is.
You know the rest.

- What are you looking at?
- What are you gonna do to my dad?

Max, the sooner this is over,
the sooner we can get to him.

We need to hurry.

- Okay.
- Out.

We got two minutes.

All right, you get the cash.
I'll watch them.

Use your power.

I don't want you two getting any ideas.

What the hell are you doing?

That's the vault!

Put it down!

Hold it right there!

Drop it!

Big mistake.

Yeah, right back at you.

- Come on.
- Shouldn't we wait for the cops?

- Explain everything?
- No, we cannot explain without telling.

And you have to protect yourself
by protecting your secret.

We really need to get back
to your dad, okay?

Paulette.

It's not time to be with
your wife, Gordon.

It's time to be with your son.

But...

Raise the boy well.

Heed Prue's advice.

Dad. You okay?

Max. Oh, I'm fine, Max.

Thank you, God.
Thank you! Thank you!

Oh, you're all right.

But I saw you get...

You're not bleeding.

It's a miracle.

Thank you.

Thank you for protecting my son.

I'm just glad it worked out.

Raise the boy well.

What?

There's somewhere we need to go.

I'd like you to come with us.

Max, I was so busy being angry
at your mother for leaving,

for not telling me her secret,
your secret.

It was like a weight on my heart.

I hope you both can forgive me.

Can you believe that?
Dad's old train.

I can't believe you. You get mad at me
for chasing monsters on my own.

Well, I figured that I could handle it
when I realized they weren't demons,

but I probably should've
asked for help.

Even though that kills you.
And it almost did.

Live and learn.

Yeah, you didn't even get
to say goodbye to Leo.

- What's that supposed to mean?
- I don't know. It's weird,

I felt like he was holding
something back from me.

Holding back? What do you mean?

Who knows? It just seemed like
he wasn't telling me the whole story,

like he had some secret
he was afraid I couldn't handle.

Well, that's his call.

Assuming that he had a secret.
Might not have.

What are you talking about?

Okay, okay, you don't have
to beat it out of me.

Leo is a whitelighter.

They're sort of guardian
angels for witches.

And they're not supposed
to get involved with witches,

but Leo couldn't help it. He fell in love
with you, and that broke all the rules

and got him in all sorts of trouble.

And even though he'll love you forever,
you will probably never see him again.

What? Phoebe, that's the most
ridiculous thing I've ever heard.

Oh, God. Don't be so silly.

- That's me: Silly.
- I'm gonna go get some more tea.

Yeah, you know, Pheebs,
with an imagination like that,

you should be writing
children's books or something.

No, but I didn't...

...even think of that.
That's a really good idea, Prue.

That stays here.

Wait, I thought all of the toys were
going to the Salvation Army.

Well, like you said, we should
save some for our children.

Do I sense a hormonal shift here?

It's no big deal.

I've just had some time to think.

Yeah, in all that spare time of yours?

And I realize that I do want kids.

I think I'll make a great mom.

So did you save Max...

...or did Max save you?