Charmed (1998–2006): Season 3, Episode 5 - Sight Unseen - full transcript

Abbey, maybe you should
get Sean another drink.

Okay, but that's over the club limit.

Yeah, it's okay.
I'll get him a cab home.

- Prue still hasn't called?
- Nope.

Look at that poor guy.

You think she stood him up?

Not deliberately. I just think that since
we've been back from Pilgrim times

she's been on a demon bender.

You think? You mean because
that's all she ever talks about?

Yeah. Well, how are we going to
explain this to him?

Abbey, you better
make that a double.



I'm going to call Prue.

Well, speaking of a big chill,

is Leo keeping you warm?

Nope.

Honey, are you still afraid
that they're watching you?

Well, what am I supposed to think?

The last two times they orbed him
out was right in the middle of it.

- So, what does he say?
- He swears they're not watching.

But he's a guy, he'll say anything.

The point is that
I think they're watching,

and when I think, I can't... I can't...
I can't concentrate.

Well, at least you have the option
to concentrate.

If Cole and I continue
this flirting tango thing,

I'm gonna have to start
concentrating on myself.



- Hello.
- Prue.

Hey, where are you?

Hey, on my way home from work.
You will never guess

what I found on the Internet.
Remember Micah?

The 17th-century hottie?
That's hard to forget.

Okay, enough about the past,
tell her about the present.

I traced his ancestors and found an
entire history of the village we visited.

I figure it might give us a clue

to the identity of the demon
the Triad sent to kill us.

Prue, honey, aren't you
forgetting something?

My photo shoot's not till tomorrow.

No, I mean something else.

Like your date?

Oh, oh, Sean, oh.

All right, just give him a drink.

If we give him any more, we'll have
to send him to an AA meeting.

- How long has he been there?
- About an hour and 327 peanuts.

All right, so, what do I do?

Remorse is good,
and attendance is better.

Piper, I'm halfway across town.

Besides, I gotta go home
and look up all this demon stuff.

- Well, can't it wait?
- What, you think the Triad will?

We have to get them
before they get us.

Just tell him I got hung up at work
and that I'll make it up to him.

Alrighty then.

- Is she okay?
- I guess.

Sean, hi. There's been a slight glitch.

Sometimes my sister gets hung up
at work and she sort of has

- a one-track mind.
- It's not a problem.

I understand.
Tell her just to give me a call.

Not a problem. He took that well.

He's had three drinks.

So when does one-track spill over
into total obsession?

When you start forgetting
about guys like Sean.

Here, sweetie.

Are you feeling any better?

Yeah, I think I was more stunned
than hurt, you know.

It just happened so fast.

It's eerie knowing that somebody

went through every room
in the house

smashing mirrors,
touching who knows what.

Fondling who knows what.

It's just so creepy.

At least nothing
seems to be missing.

How do you know
it wasn't a demon?

Demons don't usually fondle.

And besides, the only demon that we
know who used mirrors was Kali

and we vanquished her sorry ass.

Yeah, by smashing
her reflection in a mirror.

I mean, I know that she's
supposed to be dead,

but so were the Grimlocks.

- Please don't remind me about them.
- Did you find anything?

Just a bunch of fingerprints.
They don't match your samples.

I'll run it through the computer,
see if any names pop up.

They won't. I mean, hello, guys.

Book of Shadows 101, mirrors.

The portals through which
evil enters.

But there are fingerprints

and demons don't even
usually have fingers.

On the human side of things, I need
you to put together a grudge list

of any enemies that you have,
past or present.

Already done.

Let's see, Abraxas, Barbas, Yama.

What did you do,
date the United Nations?

It's the demons, warlocks
and various evil forces

that we've faced
in the last two years.

That's not exactly what I meant.

Okay, I'm gonna go hit
the Book of Shadows

and see if I can find anything
about mirrors.

Prue's been a little fixated lately.

Do you think it was
a human bad guy?

Any other house, yeah.
Around here, you never know.

Piper. Phoebe.

What? What is it?

That door was unlocked.

So?

Ever since a demon tried to steal
the Book of Shadows

a couple weeks ago,
I've been locking it.

You lock this door,
but you don't lock the front door.

I lock the front door.

- Me too. Mostly.
- I don't, why bother?

Because you're three young women.

In fact, your whole attitude
about security baffles me.

You have no alarm system,
no dead bolts, no dog.

Darryl, we're three witches.
I think we can handle it.

It wasn't jimmied.

So, what, you think we're dealing
with a lock-picking demon, Prue?

It doesn't look like anything
is missing from up here either.

I just think it's ludicrous to rule out
that a human could have done this.

Yes, well, I think it's ludicrous to think
that the Triad has nothing to do with it.

Darryl, why don't you go
check on those fingerprints.

We need to have
a little conference here.

- Okay. Good night.
- Night.

Leo.

Prue, maybe a little
perspective here for a second.

Leo.

What? What is it?
What is the problem?

I need to know everything
that you know about the Triad.

You what?

- Hi.
- Hi.

Okay, well, this really can't wait.

The Triad sent somebody
back in time

and nearly wiped out our entire line.

I'm willing to bet it's the same demon

we found up here
a couple weeks ago.

If you don't wanna take that
seriously, that's your business.

Me, I'm on a mission.

We really need to get her laid, huh?

Hi.

I think I'm gonna go see
what Prue is up to.

So?

We grow impatient, Belthazor.

We did not expect it to take this long.

You had two years by their time,
without success. I've had a month.

A month with two years'
worth of information.

Information collected by
the blood of demons before you.

The young one, Phoebe,
is almost within my grasp.

That's not why we summoned you.
We're assigning another.

You're replacing me?

We had a bargain. I get the
Charmed Ones, you give me back...

The bargain is in your best interests,
not ours.

Don't look at it as replacement,
Belthazor. Look at it as assistance.

However, if either of you should
be caught, the same maxims apply.

We can't risk either of you
leading the Charmed Ones to us.

- May I know who you're sending?
- Sent, you mean.

Troxa has already started.

- Leo?
- Piper.

- We can't.
- Yes, we can.

No, I can't.

I feel like I'm being watched.

- Piper, we have to get past this.
- Yeah.

Okay. How about you tell them
to look the other way?

They're not looking.

How many times do we
have to have this conversation?

Well, how do you know?
How can you be sure?

Because I told you,
that's not what they do.

Okay, then how do you explain
the last two times? Count them, two.

Sheer coincidence, I'm telling you.
Now, come on, Piper.

We need to get past this.

Yeah, and I need to feel
like it's just you and me,

and not the whole universe watching.

- I'm sorry.
- It's okay.

I guess I better go find Prue
some answers.

Yeah.

Cole, what are you doing here?

- Are you all right? I just heard.
- Heard what?

About what happened, the break-in.

You guys okay?

You came all the way over here
for me? I mean, for we?

- For us?
- Did you get a look at who it was?

No.

I'm gonna make a call,
get a patrol car to watch the place.

That's all right. Actually,
I think that we can handle it.

No, you can't. You have no idea what
kind of evil you're dealing with here.

Yes, well, we were actually just
discussing that, weren't we, Prue?

Do you want anything, Cole? Do you
want some coffee or something?

Phoebe, that's not really a good idea.
We have something very important

that we have to discuss.

That's all right. I really should
get going anyway.

It's late. L... Call me anytime.

Yeah, I will. Thanks.

Okay, this better be good.

Yeah, well, I was up in the attic,
and when I woke up,

there was a pillow hovering above
my face about to smother me.

- A pillow?
- Hovering.

Well, that must be the infamous
pillow-smothering demon.

- Maybe it was a nightmare.
- It wasn't a nightmare

and it certainly wasn't a joke.
There is a demon after me or us.

I know it.

Okay.

Come out, come out,
wherever you are.

What do you think the Triad
will say when I tell them

you saved the witches?

That I didn't want you
to get them first.

You had your chances, Belthazor.
Don't screw up mine again.

I strike tomorrow night.
You better not be there.

You don't scare me, Troxa.
You never did.

And you don't know
how to defeat me, Belthazor.

You never could.

After all...

you can't fight
what you can't see.

Give me a hit of that. Actually, no,
just pour it down my throat.

- You didn't sleep either?
- Not a wink.

Thank God for makeup.

Hey, maybe we should
get an alarm system.

Hey, Pheebs, did you borrow
Gram's necklace again?

- No.
- Are you sure?

Yeah, I'm positive, why?

What about my good-luck blouse,
have you seen it?

The fuchsia paisley one?

- Is there anything else missing?
- Not that I know of.

Prue, this is important.

Maybe the guy that broke
into the house took them.

Yeah, or maybe it was a demon

who took them for some weird
ritualistic ceremony.

Now, would that be the
pillow-smothering demon,

or the lock-picking demon?

They called me away on something
else, Piper, it was a total coincidence.

They don't know much about the Triad.
They don't even know what it really is.

Six thousand years of conflict,
and that's it?

These guys are
serious underachievers.

They do know, though,

the Triad is at the highest level
of the other side.

- Okay, that's a biggie.
- That's why we need to get to them

before they get to us.

- What is this?
- A way to always be prepared.

These are very big contraceptives,
Prue.

They are sneakers, all right?

We're always wearing inappropriate
footwear when demons attack.

Now we will be prepared.
Keep them with you at all times.

I'm gonna be so fast in these.

- Hi.
- Hi.

We're making progress. The same
set of fingerprints were found

- on all the broken mirrors.
- Whose are they?

Unfortunately, the FBI computer
came up with a blank.

This means the perp
had no criminal record.

So, what does that mean,
it's some weird, crazy person?

I can't say. I don't have enough to
go on. I mean, we got broken mirrors,

- and nothing's missing.
- Actually, there is stuff missing.

Our grandmother's necklace
and Prue's favourite shirt.

It's funny that's the only thing
he took.

You know, there's another
possibility. Could be a stalker.

- A stalker?
- Who would want to stalk us?

Could be anybody. I need you to
get a human grudge list together.

Old classmates, people you work
with or for, old boyfriends.

- Hey, what about Sean?
- A guy that I stood up once?

- I don't think so.
- The smallest things

- could set these guys off.
- All right, if it's a stalker,

it's a demonic stalker.

In any case, I'm going to
check out this Sean guy.

I need that grudge list ASAP:

Stalkers will do anything to obtain
the object of their desire.

- You could be in real danger, Prue.
- Thanks.

Bye.

You need to listen to him, Prue.

Why? No one listens to me.
Here, I gotta go.

If the demon doesn't kill me,
my editor will.

- Excuse me, your mail, Mr. Jones.
- Great, thank you very much.

- The Lewis family, all right?
- Yeah, I will.

Hey.

I did some research, Troxa.

I found your Achilles' heel.
Cold is very revealing for you.

All the worse because

since you can't feel,
you don't even know when it's cold.

First them, then you.

Just do what you normally do
on your TV show, okay?

Just pretend that I'm the audience.

Okay, right, Jillaroo.

Now, the Australian black snake
won't just run out of the bush

and strike at you for no good reason.
They strike as a defence mechanism.

That's the only way they can protect
themselves. Now, you may wonder

how we entice this little beaut
out of the wild to join us today.

Over here. The only humane way
to capture a snake

is to use a snake trap.

You lure them in
with a ripping snake snack.

Like a tiny Mickey Mouse or a
froggie.

What did you say the cage
was used for again?

Trapping snakes, or any other
varmints you might wanna get rid of.

- Really?
- Yeah.

Go on, beaut.

- Hey, Abbey. Abbey, hi.
- Hi.

- Have you seen Cole?
- Who?

Tall, dark, good-Iooking
district attorney. Okay, no good.

How about an easy one.
Where's Piper?

- She's in back in the office.
- Okay, thanks.

I should have knocked. I'm sorry.

It's okay. I can't do it anyway.

I am so sorry to hear that.

- I guess I'd better go.
- Yeah.

I'm so tired of living
under this scrutiny.

I told you I didn't see anything.

- Not you, them.
- I know.

I thought doing it somewhere else
would take the pressure off.

I'm bummed for you, Piper.
I really am, but I gotta tell you

Leo is looking fine.

- I thought you didn't see anything.
- Nothing good.

Okay, here is my stalker list.

It's mostly guys that I knew
when I was in New York.

You were busy in New York.

Yeah. So now that we have mine
and yours, all we need is...

- You look different.
- Relaxed.

- What happened?
- I'm just not as worried about

demons as much anymore.
Have you guys seen Sean around?

No, I haven't.

But how do you know
he's not your stalker?

- Don't be ridiculous.
- What happened to

- "There's a demon on my ass" Prue?
- Well, I set a trap.

A trap?

We are going to catch this demon
and instead of vanquishing him

like we normally do,
we'll make him talk about the Triad.

So is this like a bear trap
with big claws?

I cast a spell over
a series of siderite crystals,

sort of creating a power grid,
with the Book of Shadows as the bait.

And how does that work?

Well, the minute the demon steps
into the grid,

this glows and he's zapped.

So whatever it is, is electrocuted.

- Well, yeah, whatever demon.
- And what about

human or feline?
You're gonna fry Kit.

Well, Kit can't get in because
I locked the attic door.

So, Prue, you've booby-trapped
our house.

And again, what if it's human?

It's not.

All right, if you guys will excuse me,
I have a life to try and go live.

- This is not good.
- No, and if she keeps this up,

we're gonna have to do
a demon intervention.

- Hi.
- Hey.

Thanks for coming. Abbey, whatever
Sean wants to drink, can you just...?

No, thanks. I've had more
than my share of free drinks.

All right. Well, I guess I deserve that.

Look, Sean...

there's so much going on in my life
that I can't really explain, but...

if you're interested,
I'd like to make it up to you.

I'm definitely interested...

but I just ask that you be honest
with me. The one thing I can't handle

is games. Drives me crazy.

- Psycho, freaky crazy?
- What?

Never mind.

Phoebe.

Anybody home?

- What the hell is that?
- Oh, it worked.

- What worked?
- All right, it worked. It worked.

We caught our demon.
So let's go.

We don't know what kind of demon
this is, so we have to go in attacking.

Piper, you freeze him,
and I will tie him up.

Speaking of freezing,
it's freezing in here.

That's because every window
in the house is open.

- What kind of demon would do that?
- Who cares?

- Everybody got their sneakers on?
- Yeah, yeah.

All right.

- Cole?
- What?

Wait. It could be dangerous.

For God sakes, Prue,
he looks really hurt.

Phoebe, it's a trap for demons,
you do the math.

What are you doing here?

Came by to see how you were doing.

Are you okay?

So how did you get in
and what are you doing up here?

Front door was unlocked. Then when
I saw the windows were open...

You thought that someone
broke into the house again.

Is the third degree over now?

What happened?

What's that?

- It's a trap.
- A what?

Cole, I am so sorry.
Please forgive us.

- I'll take that under advisement.
- Prue just panicked.

- She wasn't thinking straight.
- The hell I wasn't!

Do you know that your trap is the
equivalent of having a loaded shotgun

with a tripwire behind
your front door? That's illegal.

I'm an ADA, an officer of the court.
I could have you arrested.

Somebody turned on
the air conditioning.

Why would they do that?

I'm out of here.

Cole. Cole. I am so sorry.

It's just, we've all been under
so much pressure lately.

I'm just glad it wasn't you
who did this to me.

How could you? How far are you
gonna let this obsession go, Prue?

- Phoebe, listen.
- No, I'm not gonna listen.

You didn't nearly catch a demon,
you nearly killed a district attorney.

My district attorney.

How do you know we didn't
catch a demon?

I mean, think about it, Phoebe.
He is always around

when something is going on.
I mean, look at tonight.

You're right. He's a plant.

Trying to get close to me
so he can kill us.

Now is everyone a demon, Prue?
You are crazy right now.

Prue? You have a lovely package
from Sean, and it looks like flowers.

Pretty nice for a guy
you've blown off twice.

That's disgusting. Look out. Look out.

There's your demon, Prue.
I'm gonna call Morris.

Piper, that doesn't really
make any sense.

I mean, I cannot believe I hurt
that guy that badly.

Darryl said it only takes
a small thing to set them off.

Maybe Phoebe's right, maybe
you're just not seeing the reality.

Piper, my instincts are almost
always right, I have to trust them.

You have to trust them,
and I'm not saying that you shouldn't.

But, Prue, there are other evils
in the world.

And some of them are even human.

- I warned you, Belthazor.
- Hold it. Troxa, cool your jets.

I came to apologize.

Apologize, for what?

Pissing you off, for one thing.

I don't want to be always looking over
my shoulder, waiting for you to strike

for the rest of eternity. You want
the Charmed Ones, they're all yours.

I don't trust you.

Fine, don't.

Just don't blame your failure
on me to the Triad.

By the way, the key to getting them
is in the Book of Shadows.

It's up in the attic.

- Be careful.
- You know what? I don't care.

I'm just so mad at Prue. I mean, it's
one thing to be obsessive, you know,

but it's another thing
to hurt innocent people.

Okay, but she is trying
to look out for us.

There is a Triad demon on the loose.

I understand that, Piper,
but it is not Cole.

Oh, honey, that's sweet, but not
tonight. We all have headaches.

Okay.

But feel free to help us
close some windows.

Tell me everything that you know
about the Triad.

Who they are, what their plans are.
Answer me.

You'll get nothing from me, witch.

I am Troxa.

But I'm not the only agent
the Triad has sent after you.

There is another.

His name is Belthazor!

All right, what the hell happened?

- The Triad.
- Wait, they know where we live now?

No, they'd know where he is, or was.
All that matters is he's gone.

You were right, Prue.
I owe you a big apology.

I'm sorry I doubted you,
but I was worried...

It's all right, let's just...
Let's look him up.

"Troxa, an invisible demon

whose weakness is that his
ectoplasmic biochemistry

is sensitive to cold.
May become partially visible."

Wait a second. So if someone
hadn't turned on the AC,

opened all the windows
and made it freezing in here,

- I never would have seen him. Leo?
- I don't know anything about it at all.

Does that mean we have
another guardian angel?

I hope. What I've heard about
Belthazor, we'll need a lot of help.

- What do you mean?
- Well, he's infamous.

He's a demonic soldier of fortune.

He's one of the most evil,
vile creatures there is.

Wait, that's the demon we saw
try to take the Book of Shadows

- a couple of weeks ago.
- So Troxa's right.

There's somebody else
out there to get us.

Well, at least now we know
who he is.

But we're safe for now. So I'm
gonna take this rare opportunity

to get a good night's sleep.

Well, I'll go see what I can find out
about Belthazor. Enjoy your candy.

- Thank you.
- Sure.

Are you gonna be able
to get some rest now?

No, I am way too wired,

and also my photo assignment
is due tomorrow.

- Cole.
- Right.

Well, you know,
I had to fill in something.

Do you think maybe tomorrow you
could call Cole and apologize to him?

Yeah.

I've gotta meet Marvelous 3
this afternoon.

So I need to get some stuff ready.
Can I drop you off?

- Hello? Anybody home?
- Yeah. I was just thinking,

there are still so many loose ends.
I mean the broken mirrors, the AC,

the open windows, the dead flowers,
the stuff that's missing.

Are you obsessing now?
It's over. We were wrong.

I know, but those aren't demonic
things, they're things that a stalker

might do, like what Morris said.

Well, we told him about Sean,
he'll figure it out.

Yeah. Sean.

Where's our copy of the grudge list
that we made for Morris?

- I left it at the club. Why?
- I just... I want to look it over again.

Okay. Well, let's go.
Is Prue still sleeping?

Her bed is made
and her car is not here.

Well, maybe she took her
pictures to 415.

It's really early. I mean,
is 415 even open yet?

I'm gonna call her.

- Hello?
- It's me. I'm just checking in.

- Where are you?
- I'm in my car.

Hello. Prue, I can barely hear you.

Yeah, I'm fine. Okay, I'll see
you later, honey. Bye.

- She sounds fine.
- Okay.

Okay, let's go.

Bye-bye.

It's just you and me now, Prue.
Your sisters are gone.

- What do you want?
- Oh, Prue.

Isn't it obvious what I want? Huh?

I want to be you.
What? No witty comeback?

No confident "I'm the queen
of the world" retort?

- Abbey.
- No, you're wrong.

Abbey's gone forever.
She's a loser and you're a winner.

And now, I'm gonna be
a winner too.

As soon as I take care of you.

Did you like the dead roses
I sent you?

Did you even know I was the one
who broke into your house?

I have to be you. Oh, I love wearing
your clothes. Your things.

Makes me wanna be you even more.

Beautiful, successful.

Loved by men.

I have just as much trouble
with men as anyone.

What, you mean Sean? Oh, please.

He's not good enough for us.

No. No. I can do better...

without you around.

Now I just have one last question.

Last night, when I was here,
when I was running away from you,

how the hell did you throw me
through that door, huh?

Like this.

- P3.
- Piper? Hey. Hey, where's Prue?

I can't reach her anywhere.
At the manor, on the cell.

That's weird. We just talked to her
on her cell. Why? What's going on?

I got a match off those fingerprints.

- Sean?
- No, no, not Sean.

Abbey, your bartender.
The one off of your list.

What? Abbey? Why would Abbey
want to hurt Prue?

- Abbey's hurt Prue?
- Hold on.

Wait.

Okay, and that's the kind of
perfume Prue wears,

and the cosmetics that she uses.

"October 27, 8:01, Prue leaves
the house, gets into car.

I love the way she walks,
so confident and controlled.

Enters dry-cleaner's smiling, the sun
catches her hair, so beautiful."

Pages and pictures.

- What?
- Abbey killing Prue at the manor.

Hey, over here.

Hey, freak, I'm over here now.

Come out here!

You okay? We're here.

Everything's gonna be okay.

Everything will be great,
as soon as I fire her.

Okay.

Nice.

- Feel better now?
- Yeah, I'm getting there.

All right. Shake it off.

Thanks. Rachel,
can I ask you a question?

- Yeah.
- Are you happy?

- Extremely.
- Boyfriend? Any career goals?

Engaged. I'm only doing this
until I get my masters in education.

Then I'm gonna be a teacher.

- That is just so excellent.
- Thank you.

Thanks.

You know, you can never be too
careful with demons or mortals.

So rumour has it Leo is installing
an alarm system in the house?

Yeah, I know. We're gonna
have to lock the doors

and do all that responsible stuff that
women should do in the big city.

I agree. And we're gonna have
to watch out for Belthazor.

Yes, I agree.

But first, I think you should
kind of watch out for him.

- You don't like him, do you?
- No, I don't...

really know him. Do you?

No, not as well as I'd like to.

Actually, I think I'm gonna go see
what I can do about that.

Be careful.

Hey.

Why do I get the feeling you're
a high-maintenance kind of gal?

I don't know, maybe because I am.

Dance?

So. Still friends?

I hope we're more than that.

Do you?

Prove it.

You are amazing
when you concentrate.

And stop worrying about them?

I hope you enjoyed the show.