♪ ♪
WOMAN: The truth is out there, and they can't hide up
in their ivory tower anymore.
The Charmed Ones aren't the heroes
we were promised.
Everywhere they go, an innocent creature
ends up getting killed.
Are they really...
Gonna leave the house today?
What's the point?
...using their powers to control the rest of us.
That ogre friend of yours, Louie...
He's a gnome.
I don't care what he is.
He said they might be hiring at his shop.
(sighs)
Hon,
I get you're upset.
That spa paid good money, but...
you got to find another job eventually.
TROLL: Assuming this new girl even is a Charmed One,
they're the most powerful...
Fine. I'll see you tonight.
But where are they when this Tallyman
is wreaking havoc on our world, huh?
Oh, I'm gonna tell you where.
At some fancy-pants spa! That's where.
And that ticks me off!
People in power call us "conspiracy theorists"
because they're afraid.
And they know that we know truth,
and that's terrifying to them.
WOMAN: My kids haven't been able to sleep in weeks.
Not with this Tallyman on the loose.
Who's fighting for us now that the witches
have turned their backs on us?
LORETTA: Would you just
put that thing down, please?
WOMAN 2: But who will it be?
Who's got what it takes
to stand up and fight for our freedom?
MAN: They forced that leprechaun guy to help them find
the mysterious Tallyman
and once he was no longer useful, they tossed him.
Come on, Donnie. For God's sake,
get off the couch already!
Don't you see what this is doing to us?
Aah!
WOMAN 3: And you know M is a cursed letter, right?
Mags, Mel, Michaela?
Think about it. Everyone knows you can see an M...
I'm leaving, Donnie.
That damned thing is poisoning your mind,
and I don't want to be a part of it anymore.
Well? Are you gonna say anything?
MAN 2: What makes them so damn special?
I mean, they get replaced faster than a revolving door.
I bet they aren't even sisters.
If you had any idea
what those Charmed Ones were really up to...
(Loretta whimpers)
Goodbye, Donnie.
MAN: I heard the Charmed Ones were the cause
of the rising gas prices.
WOMAN: They've got to be stopped
before someone else gets hurt, or worse.
I hope you're ready to go where no sandwich
has gone before: back in time.
(chuckles)
Now let's go find you.
(clock ticking)
Why won't you stop?
(exhales sharply)
(gasps)
(laughs)
Hell yeah.
Hey.
What you been up to?
You go.
Remember how I told you I was volunteering
at a shelter for queer teens who end up homeless?
Yeah.
Well, it got shut down.
What?
City council marked it for rezoning,
and so we decided to take matters into our own hands
and set up a temp shelter here.
We?
Oh.
Wow. Okay.
So you two are...
For the last couple months.
I-I thought about, um, telling you earlier,
I just, the...
timing didn't feel right.
Oh.
We could use another set of hands if you want to help.
Actually, I got to run. But, um, congrats, you guys.
This is great. Really.
You okay?
You are not going to believe
who Ruby is dating.
Kristen Stewart.
Weirdly, that would have been easier to swallow, but no.
She's with Swan.
Whoa. Plot twist.
Right?
I mean, Swan is great,
and they oddly make a ton of sense together,
but I couldn't get out of there fast enough.
I'm sorry.
A little light reading?
Can't stop thinking about the Tallyman.
Those gross hands massaging my scalp.
Then I realized
the only way he could have known we were going to that spa
was if he was listening to us, here.
That's when I found this.
Look at its eyes.
There's something almost technological about them.
Hmm.
Is it still watching us?
No. I enchanted the jar so we can see in, but...
it can't see out.
The problem is I've looked through every book we own,
and there's nothing on surveillance spiders.
Have you talked to Harry?
He might know something about it.
Yeah, I called him, but no answer.
Have you seen him around lately?
No. Actually, I can't even tell you
the last time I saw him.
You don't think anything's wrong, do you?
No. I'm sure he's fine.
Kaela was out with him not too long ago.
She might know where he is.
Kaela?
Do you hear that buzzing?
Electric toothbrush?
(buzzing grows louder)
(Maggie gasps)
It's not a toothbrush.
KAELA: Hey. Sorry.
I, um... I usually lock it when I'm...
Brushing your teeth?
Yeah. (laughs) Yeah, sorry.
It's just, uh, with these powers making my art so dangerous,
I've been too scared to paint.
I'm afraid I'll, like, bring a dragon to life
that burns down Seattle, so...
Yeah, that's probably not a good idea.
Yeah, no.
But damn, when I can't paint I get all
bottled up inside, you know?
So I got to...
Huh?
We think the Tallyman is using it to spy on us.
Oh.
Have you seen Harry lately?
Last I saw him he was at the Blue Camellia
going up to Roxie's office.
But that was, like, a week ago.
Sounds like we owe our girl Roxie a visit.
Well, I'll come. Let me just get some shoes on, yeah?
Since when are you so awkward about that stuff?
I'm not being awkward.
"There's a magic spider in the house."
Oh, excuse me for not wanting to talk about masturbation
with someone I barely know.
Okay, but you do realize the Power of Three is working,
so she's probably our sister.
Yes, Mel, I get that.
But... I'm not ready to start
throwing around the "S" word yet.
Not until I know for sure.
(upbeat music playing)
Really? You're gonna raise twice
and then put down a Zamba Zaraa?
Got to say we expected more from someone...
who spends all that time with the Charmed Ones.
I told y'all I've never played this game before.
Now, can we please just focus on Elvin Poker
and not... the Witches Three?
BOTH: You mean the girlfriend you're not talking to?
(both laugh)
Ugh.
You got to be kidding me.
(knock on door)
Every time they have a problem they feel the need to
take time out of my day to solve it.
It's these new generations.
They just expect everything handed to them
instead of doing the work and picking up a book themselves.
Yeah, I'll take care of 'em.
I haven't seen Harry.
Wait, how did you...
It's my bar. If anyone so much as sneezes wrong, I know.
(deep demonic voice) Put that down!
I'm sorry.
I didn't know your voice could do that.
There are a lot of things you don't know about me.
Wow.
I love this piece.
The style looks so familiar.
Do you know who painted this?
No idea, but my wife loved their work.
Had me hang another one just like it downstairs.
Hmm.
(crashing in distance)
(glass shattering)
(screams continue)
I know the Charmed Ones are here, hiding!
Looking out for themselves, like they always do.
So they can either come out and face justice
for what they've done or, in 30 minutes,
I'll make sure this bar and every creature in it
goes up in flames.
(people shrieking)
We have to get down there before he hurts someone else.
I can't let you do that.
It's kind of our job.
You use any sort of magic on him,
including your precious Power of Three,
and we're all gonna die.
Those crystals in his gloves,
it's called Annihilation Quartz.
Tell me you've heard of it.
Uh...
Right. Then I'll keep this simple.
Now that it's activated, if he claps his hands together,
we all blow up.
You use your powers or a spell on him,
the magic bounces back on you and we all blow up.
But then, if we do nothing, in half an hour...
We all blow up.
In the old days,
I would have just doused him with Egyptian nightshade.
It's all natural, so it wouldn't trigger the quartz.
But we haven't carried that in ages.
What if we could go back in time?
Take him down the second he enters the bar,
before he activates the quartz?
Is that something we do?
No. No, it's not.
Actually, I've been experimenting.
On what?
A turkey sandwich.
You've been time travelling a turkey sandwich?
I can't be the one who goes,
but I can send you two.
Just ten minutes back in time.
You can kick this guy's ass.
As long as I know when and where you are,
I can peer back through time
to that exact place and moment, and when I touch you,
it'll pull you back into the present.
Wait, are you actually considering
this cockamamie plan?
What other choice do we have?
I think it sounds kind of fun.
Okay, just do it before I change my mind.
Remember, do not leave the bar,
or I won't be able to find you.
Okay.
Don't worry. I got this.
(alarmed chatter)
(crystals pulsating)
(electrical zap)
(gasps)
They're not there.
You mean your ridiculous time travel plan
went dangerously awry?
Where the hell did I send them?
(jazz music playing)
Where the hell did she send us?
Oh, yeah.
(indistinct chatter)
Excuse me.
Could you tell us what year it is?
Same year it's been all year, doll face.
1926.
(jazz music playing)
(patrons cheering)
WOMAN: Yeah, yeah, that's right!
(cheering)
(whoops)
WOMAN: (laughs) Don't hurt him, baby!
Sit down, Jake, or I'll smoke you out.
KAELA: So this is real then.
Mel actually sent us to the '20s.
Yeah, the wrong '20s.
If she's looking for us in 2022, then...
She's never gonna find us,
and we'll be stuck here forever.
Okay, what about Roxie?
Okay, Harry said that she's practically immortal.
So what if we could just find her now
and then tell her what's gonna happen in the future?
Yes. Then she'll be ready for the attack,
and we won't have been sent here in the first place.
Kaela, you're a genius.
Wait, wait, is that actually how time travel works?
All I know is if I think about it too much,
my head is going to explode.
Hi, um, is Roxie around?
We're old friends.
Sorry, she's out on business.
She'll be back in a few hours, though.
A few hours?
Mel's gonna be dead in, like, 20 minutes.
She's not even gonna be in trouble for another...
96 years?
Oh, God, now I think my head's gonna explode.
The point is, we have plenty of time
to wait for Roxie. I think.
The trick is not getting smoked out of here
while we do that.
I wouldn't even know where to begin looking for
a Blue Camellia matchbook in 1926.
How about we start by finding a couple of flapper dresses,
because we straight-up look like time travelers right now, dude.
I can do you one better.
Glamour powder. I never leave the house without it.
I lost them. I actually lost them.
They could be in ancient Rome or some future robo-apocalypse.
Or the '80s.
Oh, God.
Mel, you are just gonna have to trust them
to find a way back, 'cause my people are
under attack down there.
And as much as it pains me to say this,
I need your help.
You're right.
Maybe I could use my powers to-to lower the temperature.
No. You've officially lost the right
to come up with plans.
I have tunnels that lead anywhere in this bar.
I'm gonna sneak down to the entrance,
blow out as many candles as I can until I find
the one that belongs to that psychotic hobgoblin,
and smoke him out of here.
What about me?
You stay put.
This office has a protective seal.
Now that I've turned it on, nothing gets in.
I thought you said you needed my help.
I do. You're the distraction.
(thunderous boom)
(grunting)
I know you're in there.
Everyone saw you go in, you cowards.
You, bartender. How do I get in?
I, uh... I don't know.
Don't lie to me.
I'm not. I swear.
She's got protective rooms all over the place.
Hey. What's your name, buddy?
This has nothing to do with you, buddy.
No, I just want to know your name.
It's Donnie.
Donnie. I'm Jordan.
Oh, sorry.
Listen, Donnie, I have a bit of a sixth sense about people,
and I know you're not a bad guy.
So why don't you tell me what it is you want?
What I want is to save us
from those three tyrants up there
who think they can do whatever they want
just 'cause they were born into magical royalty!
That's a lot to unpack, but
why don't we start with that cut on your face, hmm?
Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa! What the hell
are you doing?
You can't use magic anywhere near Annihilation Quartz.
You'll blow us all up.
Oh. My bad. My bad.
Still new to this. But, homie,
you could be looking at a permanent scar
if we don't do something about that wound.
I've got a first aid kit.
See?
What do you say, Donnie?
You want to go full Scarface
or a little help from your friendly neighborhood medic?
All right. But, um, make it fast.
(cheering, applause)
BARTENDER: Here you are, ladies.
(jazz music playing)
Okay, is it just me,
or is this place suddenly...
A whole lot Blacker? (chuckles) Yeah.
(chuckles)
I mean, it makes sense, right?
There would have been not many places
to go out safely back then, especially in the U.S.
So I feel like if you were Black and magical, this...
this would have been the place to be.
(chuckles)
Y-Your dad was Black, right?
Yeah, my bio-dad, Dexter.
But... never knew him.
My mom and the dad who raised me
are both Puerto Rican, so,
I didn't really grow up with any of this.
Hm.
Yeah, I get it.
I was raised Ghanaian. I always just kind of figured
that's who I was, and then,
when I was 12, my parents were like,
"Eh, so, about that..." (laughs)
That makes you dizzy, right?
Yeah, like when you step off a boat
and the whole world's out of balance.
It's like, whoa! (laughs)
(crowd cheering)
(whoops)
This is a private party.
I don't recall seeing either of you dames come in here.
Uh...
That's...
we're...
Nice try. Time to go.
(grunts)
And I'm in a book club with Al Capone.
We're not with the party. (scoffs)
We're the entertainment.
Lady C doesn't like sharing her stage with anyone.
Ain't that right, Lady C?
(mouthing)
Don't get your rags in a wrinkle, Carl.
They're with me.
But they better be the bee's knees,
'cause I have a reputation to uphold.
Hmm.
Sorry.
You said that we can't get kicked out, so I panicked.
Oh, my God.
Don't even think about touching my crystals.
All it takes is one clap, and...
Fiery inferno. Yeah, I got that.
What are you looking at?
Get you a bandage.
(phone ringing)
Answer it.
It's for you.
What?
MEL: Hello, Donnie.
You're one of them, aren't you?
My name is Mel and, yes, I am a Charmed One.
But whatever you think we did,
I am telling you it's not true.
Of course it's true.
I was there at Ripples. Saw the whole thing.
I lost my job 'cause you three screwed up doing yours.
I'm sorry we couldn't save the spa.
But at least we saved the people in it.
You mean like how you saved Frank the Leprechaun?
Or that poor Lamia?
How do you know about that?
Your days of operating in the shadows are over.
We have the information now. We have the power.
And we've got questions, Melanie Vera.
Why should we even believe you three are so charmed...
ROXIE: Why are all the candles red?
DONNIE: So why don't you show us your birth certificates, huh?
Speaking of which,
what's with all these
ridiculous "M" names?
You know it's a cursed letter, right? Everyone...
(screaming)
What the hell happened down there?
He must have put a hex on the candles.
Now, if anyone tries to leave, they die.
Are you sure it was him?
What do you mean?
really smart for a guy who's clearly not.
Maybe he had help. Someone
on the inside.
would ever sell this place out.
Fine, but I am done waiting around
for someone else to get hurt.
Where, exactly, are you going with that?
I may not be able to use magic on him,
but I can cut off his hand to get to that quartz.
I'll show you the way.
(indistinct chatter)
♪ Hey, sister, go, sister soul sister ♪
♪ Go, sister ♪
♪ Hey, sister. ♪
(audience murmuring)
Wait.
(murmuring continues)
MAN: Let's pick things up.
WOMAN: Come on now. Come on now.
♪ Hey, sister, go, sister, soul sister, go, sister ♪
♪ He met Marmalade down in old New Orleans ♪
♪ Struttin' her stuff on the street ♪
♪ She said, "Hello, hey, Joe, you wanna give it a go?" ♪
♪ Gitchie, gitchie ya-ya, da-da ♪
♪ Gitchie, gitchie ya-ya here ♪
♪ Mocha choco-lata, ya-ya ♪
♪ Creole Lady Marmalade... ♪
I put these tunnels in back in the day
to hide creatures whenever there was a vittra raid.
(groans)
I take it you've met one.
♪ He sat in her boudoir while she freshened up ♪
♪ The boy drank all that Magnolia wine ♪
♪ On the black satin sheets ♪
♪ That's where he started to freak ♪
♪ Gitchie, gitchie ya-ya, da-da ♪
♪ Gitchie, gitchie ya-ya here ♪
♪ Mocha choco-lata, ya-ya ♪
♪ Creole Lady Marmalade ♪
♪ Ooh ♪
(police siren wailing)
♪ Ce soir? ♪
Nobody move!
God, it's a vittra.
Keep it together, Donnie. You're in charge here.
You have the power.
You can do this. You can do this.
Now, there's got to be some kind
of secret tunnel back here.
Huh.
(knocking continues)
Are you all right?
This is my fight now, not yours.
I knew it!
(Roxie cries out)
Sunny?
Everyone sit down.
(indistinct chatter)
Didn't she already get eaten by a purse?
That won't happen for many, many years.
Roses are red, camellias are blue.
Someone was naughty,
and that someone is...
you!
I'll deal with bag lady from hell,
you help Lady C.
Hey!
You don't want to do this.
Wrong. I have to do this.
That muse has been driving humans wild
all over Paris,
and she must be punished.
For all our safety.
You're gonna have to deal with me first...
bitch.
(door opens)
Stay back.
It's okay. I'm here to help. Really.
That exact same vittra tried to kill me,
like, three weeks ago.
Well, three weeks and 96 years,
but I can't explain that right now.
What are you?
You need to tell me, why is she after you?
Because I'm a muse.
Okay.
I love the stage more than anything in the world.
But sometimes when I dance in front of people,
they can occasionally go a bit... batty.
Um, why don't you just stop, or dance here instead?
Have you ever been to the Folies Bergére in Paris?
Those lights, that crowd.
It's like oxygen.
Doesn't it scare you?
Your power could cause something terrible to happen.
Not as much as it scares me to imagine
a life away from the stage.
(violent clatter)
(grunting)
Ah.
(Roxie whimpers)
No.
Who are you?
SUNNY: Come on, Donnie.
Don't you recognize my voice?
After all those chats on your GemCast?
You're the one who sent me the matchbook.
And tipped me off when they got here.
And put a hex on the candles.
But don't worry. I'm not keeping a tab.
Just happy to support a fellow unseen creature.
Why?
(chuckles softly) Because I believe in something, Donnie.
A future beyond our wildest dreams.
One where we don't need the Charmed Ones.
(exhales)
What were you thinking?
I'll be fine. (chuckles)
Her claw missed my heart.
It's your fault for spilling that damn perfume.
What?
Belonged to my wife.
Camellia. (chuckles)
(exhales, gasps softly)
She was almost killed
by vittras once a long time ago.
If it wasn't for these two strangers,
I would have lost her.
But when I s...
smelled her perfume,
I couldn't let that happen again.
(grunting)
You.
(Roxie panting)
(both gasp)
Ah.
(snarling)
(Kaela grunts)
(grunts)
Unless you want me to do that to one of Seymour's
other arms, I suggest you leave.
Now. Hmm?
(whispers): Are you okay?
(breathing shakily)
See you in 96 years.
(exhales shakily)
(breathing heavily)
Enough, Donnie.
No one else gets hurt.
You wanted a Charmed One?
You got one.
KAELA: Hey. Here you go.
You all right?
Hotsy-totsy.
The perfume you're wearing,
it's the same stuff that Roxie had.
Mm. So, you met my wife.
Your wife? You're...
Camellia. Lady C's my stage name.
(chuckles) I...
What are those?
Oh, they're power cuffs.
They, uh, shut off any magical ability.
Of course a vittra would carry these around.
Are you saying if I wear one of those,
I can dance at the Folies without causing
a stampede of horny men and women?
Uh, did I miss something? (chuckles)
Here.
You have no idea what this means to me,
getting to keep doing my art.
I can't wait to tell Roxie.
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God. I-I know why Mel sent us to the '20s.
And I know how we can get a message back to her.
That painting that I liked
in the future?
It's not here.
Okay.
That's because I'm the one who painted it.
Or, at least, I'm going to.
Do you remember the date on it?
March 3rd.
1926. That's today.
That was you.
It will be with my powers shut off.
Mel must have been thinking about that date
before she whooshed us back here,
so if we can get paintings all over the bar
to make sure she sees one, then maybe
she can pull us back home.
I do know a spell to set an alarm.
I mean, I haven't set a timer for 96 years before,
but it's worth a shot.
Okay.
DONNIE: Now I can finally
show the world what a pathetic excuse for heroes you are.
Where are the other two?
(bell tolling)
Kaela.
What are you doing?
(clock ticking)
(jazz music playing)
The hell?
Behind you.
Where did you find Egyptian nightshade?
(exhales)
More like "when?"
(chuckles)
I'm not one for grand gestures of appreciation,
but thank you.
You ought to thank Jordan.
Sure. He healed the wound.
But you saved the bar.
(Mel exhales)
No, I can't.
Trust me.
It's a good scent on you.
KAELA: Mel?
You should come and see this.
TROLL: And do the research yourself.
These Charmed Ones?
Assuming this new girl even is a Charmed One.
They're the most powerful witches alive,
but where are they while this Tallyman's
wreaking havoc on our world? Huh?
Oh, I'm gonna tell you where.
At some fancy-pants spa.
That's...
That is completely out of context.
Doesn't matter.
Tallyman has people scared.
And scared people
need someone to blame for their fear.
But how can they blame us?
no idea what we've been through, Mel.
What we've lost.
That's why it's so easy for people like Donnie
to buy into all the lies.
Reputations are temporary.
Just like glamour powder, apparently.
If we can stop the Tallyman, we can silence the trolls.
And start telling people the truth.
("Best Part of Me (Acoustic)" by N3WPORT playing)
Uh, Mel?
Good morning.
I hope you don't mind me helping out.
Oh, of course I don't mind.
Uh, I just...
thought you'd be avoiding me for a while.
Well, I, I was at first.
And then I realized that there are more important things
than my sad little love life.
And the truth is, is that
I'm happy for you and Swan.
Really.
Can I get a hand?
♪ What's the point of moving on with all this pain? ♪
♪ I've completely run right out ♪
♪ Of words to say, and it feels like I lost... ♪
Mmm. Is that new perfume?
It's not mine, actually.
Oh, Melanie Vera.
Are you seeing someone?
Mm.
We'll see.
♪ Best part ♪
♪ Mmm ♪
♪ Best part of me ♪
♪ The best part of me... ♪
(whoosh)
(thudding)
Nice trip?
(panting)
♪ When I see your face ♪
♪ Now I can't see it clearly ♪
♪ And I can't replace ♪
What have you done to me?
♪ The paintings on the wall ♪
♪ And they're only empty... ♪
Our dad and his buddy ChooChi tracked it down in Budapest.
I don't know how they found it,
but it showed up in the mail today.
It's called a filiation frame.
All you have to do is apply a drop of blood to the canvas,
recite a spell, and it should reveal...
My bioparents.
Okay.
Before you do this, I...
I just want to say I'm sorry if I ever...
made you feel like you weren't a real sister.
Oh, dude, you have nothing to apologize for.
The "S" word? It's a big one.
Okay.
Well, when we were in the past,
I, I definitely felt something between us.
I know. I felt it, too.
I just knew somehow
that the three of us,
we're sisters.
Like, real sisters.
Then I say we find out the truth
and make this thing official.
Okay. Let's do it.
♪ Fading into gray clouds ♪
♪ Everything looks dark now ♪
Just here?
♪ Healing seems to have gone too slow ♪
♪ Holding on too tightly ♪
♪ Feel you all around me ♪
♪ Trying hard to let you go ♪
♪ Fading into gray clouds ♪
♪ Everything looks dark now ♪
♪ And it feels like I lost, feels like I lost ♪
♪ The best part of me ♪
♪ Best part of me ♪
♪ Won't ever be ♪
♪ Best part of me ♪
♪ The best part of me... ♪
ALL: From child's blood to mother's soul
and father's heart, reveal in full.
♪ The best part of me. ♪
Are those your parents?
No.
I've never seen those people before in my life.
Then who the hell am I?
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