Charmed [part 1 & 2]

[Cut to outside Quake. John and Paula start walking down the sidewalk.]
John: When I was looking through the Book Of Shadows, I saw these wood carvings. They looked like something out of a bosch paintings. All these terrifying images of three women battling different incarnations of evil.
Paula: Evil fighting evil, that's a twist.
John: Actually, a witch can be either good or evil. A good witch follows the wiccan rede. 'An it harm none, do what ye will.' A bad witch or a warlock has but one goal: to kill good witches and retain their powers. Unfortunately, the look like regular people. They could be anyone, anywhere.
Paula: And this has what to do with us?
John: Well, in the first wood carving, they were in the slumber, but in the second one, they were battling some kind of warlock. I think as long as we were in the dark about our powers we were safe. Not anymore.

[Scene: In a cab. Melinda is in it with Jeremy. She's holding a box of fortune cookies.]
Melinda: Has anything weird or unexplainable ever happened to you?
Jeremy: Sure. It's called luck or fate or some people call it miracles. Why? What happened?
Melinda: Forget it. Even if I could tell you, you'd swear I was crazy. Now open your fortune cookie.
(She hands him one.)
Jeremy: Okay. (He opens it and reads the bit of paper.) Soon you will be on top.
Melinda: It doesn't say that.
Jeremy: Yes it does.
Melinda: Let me see that. (She snatches the bit of paper off him.)
Jeremy: Is that a bad thing?
Melinda: Of the world. Soon you will be on top of the world.
Jeremy: (to the cab driver) Can you make a left on 7th please.
Driver: You got it.
Melinda: Hey, I thought that we were going to your place.
Brandon: We are, but you reminded me of something. I wanna show you the old Bowing building. The view of the Bay bridge is amazing.
[Scene: Pharmacy.]
Pharmacist: (to John) I'll be right back with your prescription.
John: Take your time.
Paula: Excuse me, where do you keep the aspirin?
Pharmacist: Aisle three.
John: Chamomile tea works great for headaches.
Paula: Not for this one it won't.
(They wander up the aisle.)
John: You know I'm not afraid of our powers. I mean, everyone inherits something from their family, right?
Paula: Yeah, money, antiques, a strong disposition. That's what normal people inherit.
John: Who wants to be normal when we can be special?
Paula: I want to be normal, I want my life to be... you know, isn't this aisle 3?
John: Well, we can't change what happened. We can't undo our destiny.
Paula: Do you see any aspirin?
John: I see chamomile tea.
Paula: Look, I have just found out that I'm a witch, that my sister and you are witches, and that we have powers that will apparently unleash all forms of evil. Evil that is apparently going to come looking for us. So excuse me John, but I'm not exactly in a homeopathic mood right now.
John: Then move you headache out of your mind. (She stares angrily at John and a bottle of aspirin flies off the shelf and Paula catches it.) You move things when you're upset.
Paula: This is ridiculous! I thought that you landed on your arm, not your head.
John: You don't believe me.
Paula: Of course I don't believe you.
John: Ro-ger. (A few more bottle of aspirin fly off the shelf.) Now let's talk about Dad and see what happens.
Paula: He's dead, John.
John: No, he's moved from New York, but he's very much alive.
Paula: He isn't to me. He died the day he left mum.
John: What are you talking about? He's always been a major button pusher for you. You're mad he's alive, you're mad I tried to find him, and you're mad I came back. Dad, dad, dad, dad, dad, dad, dad. (All the medicines and bottles fly off the shelves.) Feel better?
Paula: Lots.
John: The Book of Shadows said our powers would grow.
Paula: Grow to what? (They laugh.)

[Scene: The old Bowing building. Brandon opens the door.]
Brandon: Well, here we are.
Melinda: I don't care how amazing the view is. I'm not going in there.
Brandon: Come on, come on. I have a surprise inside. (They step inside an elevator. Brandon pressed the button and the elevator starts to go up.) You are gonna love this. I bet you tell Paula and John the moment you see them.
Melinda: I never mentioned John came home.
Brandon: Whoops. (He pulls out a knife.)
Melinda: What is that?
Brandon: It's your surprise.
Melinda: Brandon, stop it, you're scaring me. Damn it! I'm serious!
Brandon: So am I. See, I've waited six months for this. Ever since Grams went to the hospital. I've known for some quite time that the moment that old witch croaked that all your powers would be released. Powers that would reveal themselves as soon as the three of you got together again. All that was needed was for John to return.
Melinda: It was you wasn't it? You killed all those women.
Brandon: Not women, witches!
Melinda: Why?
(He raises his hand and flames come out of his finger tips.)
Brandon: It was the only way to get their powers. (In a demonic voice.) And now I want yours.
(Melinda screams as Brandon raises his arm about to stab Melinda. She puts her hands up and he freezes. The elevator freezes as well.)
Melinda: Okay, think, stay calm. I gotta get outta here. Okay.
(She climbs up onto the next floor. Brandon unfreezes and he grabs her leg. He tries to pull her back into the elevator but she grabs a wooden two-by-four and hits him over the head. He falls to the floor unconscious.)

[Scene: Halliwell manor. John presses play on the answering machine.]
Roger: Paula, it's Roger. I've decided to let you come back to work. Seriously, let's talk. Bye.
(Paula comes in holding a cat.)
Paula: Melinda's definitely not home unless she's turned into a cat.
John: How'd the cat get in?
Paula: I don't know. Someone must of left the window open. Um, did Melinda leave a message?
John: She's probably out with Brandon. Roger called.
Paula: Yeah, I heard.
(The front door opens.)
Melinda: Paula?
John: In here. (Melinda locks the door.) Melinda?
Paula: Oh my God, what is it? What's wrong?
Melinda: Lock the doors, check the windows. We don't have a lot of time. John, in the Book Of Shadows, did it say how to get rid of a ...
John: Warlock?
Paula: Oh my God.

[Cut to the elevator. Brandon is waking up. He grabs the knife and runs outside.]
Brandon: I'll get you, you bitch.

[Scene: Halliwell manor.]
Paula: I'm calling the cops.
Melinda: And tell them what? That we're witches? That some freak with powers beyond comprehension is trying to kill us? Even if the cops did come, they'd be no match for Brandon, and we'd be next.
John: (At the top of the stairs) I found the answer, come on.

[Cut to the attic. They are sitting in a circle on the floor around a low table. They have placed candles in a circle around them.]
Paula: Okay, we've placed the nine candles anointed with oil and spices in a circle.
Melinda: Wait, I only count eight.
John: Oh you forgot this one. (She holds up a birthday candle.)
Melinda: A birthday candle?
John: I guess Grams was a little low on witch supplies.
Paula: Alright, we need the poppet.
Melinda: Got it.
(John lights the birthday candle and puts it in the pot.)
Paula: Right, we're set. Get ready to cast the spell.
Melinda: Okay, first I'll make it stronger. (She gets a rose and places it on top of the poppet.) "Your love with wither and depart, from my life and my heart, let me be, Brandon, and go away forever." (She presses the rose thorn into the poppet and places it in the pot.) Okay, the spell's complete.
Paula: Let's hope it works.
(They watch the poppet and rose burn. It then explodes and catches on fire.)

[Cut to Brandon. He is walking down the street then suddenly he starts screaming in pain. Hundreds of thorns tear through his skin.]
[Cut to the attic. They are cleaning up. John picks up the pot and has a premonition.]
John: Wait! It didn't work.
Melinda: What?
John: The spell, it didn't work.
Paula: How do you know?
John: When I touched the pot, I had a flash. I saw Brandon.
Paula: You touched the pot and you saw him?
John: He's on his way here.
(They run out of the attic and down the stairs. They run to the door and Paula opens it. Brandon is standing there. Melinda and John scream.)
Brandon: Hello, guys. (Paula stands in front of John and Melinda. They slowly walk backwards. Paula uses her power and he hits the wall.)
Paula: Melinda, John, get out of here now! (They run upstairs.)
Brandon: Cool parlor trick, bitch. You were always the tough one weren't you, Paula?
(She uses her powers again he hits the wall. She runs upstairs.)
Paula: John, you're right, our powers are growing.
Melinda: Put as many things against the door as you can.
(They push a dresser against the door and puts a chair on top of it.)

Brandon: (From outside) Take me now, Paula. My powers are stronger than yours. (He laughs.) Do you think a chair will stop me? (The chair slides off the dresser.) Do you think a dresser will stop me? (The dresser slides away from the door.) Have you witches figured it out yet? Nothing, nothing can keep us away. (He laughs again.)
Melinda: What do we do? We're trapped.
(The door explodes and there stands Brandon. Paula, Melinda and John scream.)
Paula: Come on, we'll face him together. Do you remember the spirit board?
Melinda: The inscription on the back.
Paula: The power of three will set us free. (A circle of fire surrounds them. They hold hands.) Come on, we gotta say it together.
Paula/Melinda/John: The power of three will set us free. (They continue the chant over and over. Then strong wind blows around them. They keep chanting.)
Brandon: I am not the only one! I am one of millions! In places you can't even imagine! In forms you would never believe! We are hell on earth!
(Brandon explodes and disappears.)
Paula: The power of three.

[Scene: Halliwell manor. It's morning. Paula walks outside and grabs the paper.]
Andy: Good morning! (He's holding a paper and a cup of coffee.)
Paula: Hey, this is a surprise.
Andy: I've been feeling really guilty about that bad cup of coffee. I just want to make it up to you.
Paula: So, you brought me a good cup of coffee?
Andy: Oh this? No, this is mine. I, uh, just wanted to ask you out to dinner. Unless of course you're afraid.
Paula: Afraid of what?
Andy: Oh, you know, having too good of time, stirring up old memories, rekindling and old flame.
Paula: Hmm, good point, better not.
Andy: Okay. Friday night, eight o'clock? You're hesitating.
Paula: Yeah, but it's not what you think. It's just that my life has gotten a bit complicated. Can I call you?
(He gives her his card.)
Andy: Take care, Paula.
Paula: Bye, Andy.
(He walks to his car. John and Melinda come outside. John's holding the cat.)
John: It's Andy. I told you I heard a man's voice.
Melinda: What did he want?
Paula: He asked me out.
Melinda: And you said ...?
Paula: I started to say yes and then I stopped. I wondered if I could date. I mean, do witches date?
Melinda: Not only do they date but they usually get the best guys.
Paula: You two will not be laughing when this happens to you. Believe me, everything will be different now.
John: Well, at least our lives won't be boring.
Paula: But they'll never be the same.
John: And this is a bad thing?
Paula: No. But it could be a big problem.
Melinda: Paula's right. What are we gonna do?
John: What can't we do?
Paula: We are gonna be careful, we're gonna be wise and we're gonna stick together.
Melinda: This should be interesting.
(Paula stands inside the house, looks at the door and shuts it with her power.)

1x02 I've Got You Under My Skin
[Scene: Quake. John's walking through the crowd.]
John: Oops, sorry. (She walks over to Melinda.)
Melinda: I'm gonna kill him.
John: Who?
Melinda: Chef Moore. He, of the phony accent, hires me and then quits to open his new place. Thank you very much.
John: I don't see any customers complaining.
Melinda: Hello, I am not a restaurant tour. I'm a chef. I have no idea what I am doing. Are you wearing my dress?
(Britney comes up to them.)
John: Hey, Britney. Ooh, I love that tattoo.
Britney: Thanks.
John: I thought it was illegal to get them on your hand because of the veins.
Britney: In the States, yeah. I got it done in Tahiti. (She hands Melinda some money.) Keep the change, Melinda. I gotta jam.
Melinda: Okay, say hi to Max.
Britney: Bye.
Melinda: (to a waitress) Table nine please. (John sees a guy and has a premonition.) Now, back to my dress.
John: Okay, see that poster boy to your left? (Melinda looks at him.) Just glance, don't be obvious.
Melinda: I approve, who is he?
John: His name is Alec and he's about to come over and ask if he could by me a martini.
Melinda: How do you know?
John: Let's just say I saw the age old problem of who approaches who. I had a little premonition.
Melinda: What? John, you are not supposed to use your powers, we agreed.
John: No, you and Paula agreed. I abstained. Besides, it's not like I can control it, it just popped into my head.
Melinda: That's the whole point. None of us can control our powers. That's what scares me. I could panic and freeze the entire restaurant.
John: Shh, here he comes.
(Alec walks over to John.)
Alec: I was just sitting over there wondering if I could buy you a martini or something.
John: Martini, hmm, imagine that. I would love one. It's Alec, right?
Alec: Yeah, how'd you know my name?
John: Wild guess. Do you wanna grab a table?
Alec: Yeah.
Melinda: (to John) Paula is gonna be pissed.
John: News flash. Stop worrying, you'll get wrinkles.
[Cut to outside. Britney walks to her car. She gets in. She adjusts her rear vision mirror. She sees someone sitting in the back seat and she screams.]

[Scene: Andy's apartment. Andy is asleep in his bed. Paula's there sneaking around and putting her clothes on. Andy makes a noise and rolls over. His alarm clock beeps and she uses her power to throw is out the window. Paula leaves. Andy wakes up.]
Andy: Paula?

[Scene: Manor. Kitchen. Melinda's watching TV and whisking some eggs. Paula comes in.]
Paula: Morning.
Melinda: Morning.
Paula: What are you watching?
Melinda: Nothing. (She turns off the TV.) Just a show.
Paula: About witches? Are you worried we're gonna be burnt at the stake?
Melinda: Yeah, right. By the way, Andy called.
Paula: When?
Melinda: While you were in the shower. Bad date?
Paula: No. No, no. Not at all. It was great. You know, dinner, movie, sex.
Melinda: Excuse me? On you're first date? You sleaze.
Paula: It wasn't exactly our first date, Melinda.
Melinda: High school doesn't count. That was last decade. Spill it. (Paula walks in the living room.) Ooh, that bad, huh?
Paula: No, actually that good. It was... well, we were naked. But that's not the point. I told myself that things would be different. That we would take it slow. It just shouldn't of happened, that's all.
(John comes down the stairs.)
John: What shouldn't of happened?
Melinda: Paula slept with Andy.
John: Hello.
Paula: Thanks a lot, mouth.
John: Wait, you were gonna tell her but not me? Family meeting.
Paula: Speaking of last night. What time did you end up rolling in?
John: No, no, no. Do not change the subject.
Paula: Don't dodge the question.
Melinda: It must of been at least after three.
(They walk in the solarium. Paula sits down.)
John: I must be still be in New York time.
Paula: Actually, that would make it later.
Melinda: Or maybe you and Alec.
Paula: Who's Alec?
Melinda: Some hottie he hit on in the restaurant.
John: Excuse me, where vision is history, he hit on me. Remember, the whole vision thing.
Paula: Vision thing? Please tell me you didn't use your powers.
(John doesn't say anything. Paula looks at Melinda.)
Melinda: Don't put me in the middle.
Paula: I'm not. You were born in the middle. Look, I thought that we agreed.
John: No, we didn't. You agreed. You laid down the law. There's a difference.
Paula: John, our powers aren't toys. We have to be careful or they can get us killed.
Melinda: She's right. We don't want any warlocks finding us.
John: Look, it was just a lousy premonition, that's all. Nobody died. Besides, you guys can't control your powers any better than I can. And F.Y.I. nothing happened last night. At least nothing I'm ashamed of.
Paula: There's another reason we have to be careful. Andy thinks someone's abducting women in our area.
John: Abducting women? What do you mean?
Paula: I mean warlocks aren't the only evil we have to watch out for. And F.Y.I. I'm not ashamed of anything.