CHARMED
1X03: THANK YOU FOR NOT MORPHING
PROD #4398003
ORIGINAL AIR DATE ON WB: 10/21/1998
TRANSCRIBED FROM TNT
Written by CHRIS LEVINSON and JACK ESTRIN
Directed by ELLEN PRESSMAN
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SUMMARY: The sisters learn that someone is trying to steal the Book of
Shadows. Victor Bennett returns.
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CHARMED
1X03: THANK YOU FOR NOT MORPHING
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FADE IN.
[EXT. HALLIWELL MANOR -- NIGHT]
(The front door opens and the girls walk out. They're dressed to go to a
party.)
PRUE: So, we're agreed. Twenty minutes?
PIPER: Prue, you can't do a party in twenty minutes.
PRUE: Watch me.
PHOEBE: Prue's party tips--meet, greet, and bail.
PRUE: Hey, I'm sorry, but some of us have a job.
PHOEBE: And some of us have fun.
PIPER: And some of us are having a really bad hair day.
PRUE: You know what? That is a sign. Let's turn back now before it's too
late.
(Prue turns back to the house, but Piper grabs her hand and urges her forward.
They continue walking down the front walk.)
PIPER: No.
PHOEBE: Prue, it's never too late for a party.
PIPER: It's never too late, Prue.
PHOEBE: Remember my sweet 16?
(As they continue, we see a black dog panting in the bushes watching them. The
dog watches them head into the neighbor's house where the party's taking place.
It's eyes glow yellow.)
(cc) PIPER: At least give it a chance, Prue. It's the first housewarming party
on our block where you don't have to check your walker at the door.
PHOEBE: Hey, I have an idea. Why don't we throw a party and charge admission?
It's a great way to make extra cash.
(They head into the house.)
PRUE: Hey, I have an even better idea, why don't you just get a job.
CUT TO:
[INT. FRITZ, MARSHALL & CYNDA'S HOUSE - NIGHT -- CONTINUOUS]
(The party is in full swing. The hosts spot them.)
MARSHALL: Oh! The sisters Halliwell. Now the party can begin.
CYNDA: It's about time you chicks showed.
FRITZ: Hey, Prue. I'm glad you made it.
PRUE: Wouldn't miss it for the world, Fritz.
PIPER: Marshall, the place looks great.
MARSHALL: Thank you. We're mostly just restoring it. I didn't want to change
it too much. You guys knew the old owners, didn't you?
PHOEBE: We basically grew up with their kids. We probably know the house
better than you guys.
MARSHALL: I know. Hey, how's the bar?
FRITZ: Dry. I'll take care of it.
(Fritz steps forward to check; Cynda pulls him back.)
CYNDA: No. My turn.
(Cynda looks at the girls and crushes her empty beer can in her bare hands. She
leaves.)
MARSHALL: Try to behave, Cynda. We have guests.
FRITZ: You know, sisters.
PRUE: (nods in understanding) Tell me about it.
(Piper and Phoebe glare at Prue.)
MARSHALL: Um, so listen, enjoy the party.
PHOEBE: Okay.
(Fritz and Marshall leave.)
PRUE: Okay. I came, I saw, I was perky. Now I just want my head on a pillow
because I have to wake up early.
PHOEBE: No. I mean, not yet.
PIPER: Yeah, Prue. We just got here. It wouldn't look good.
PRUE: All right. What's going on?
PHOEBE: Going on? What do you mean?
(Prue glares at them. Phoebe looks past Prue.)
PHOEBE: Oh! What a coinkidink! Look who's here.
(Prue turns around and sees Andy. He waves to her.)
PRUE: Phoebe, you didn't.
PHOEBE: Well, your fingers weren't doing the walking. Somebody's had to.
PRUE: We've been through this, ok? Cop, witch--it's not a love connection.
PHOEBE: Boy, girl. Lighten up.
(Phoebe and Piper step aside. They pass Andy who heads toward Prue.)
PIPER: Hi, Andy.
(Andy reaches Prue.)
PRUE: We're, uh, working on their subtlety.
ANDY TRUDEAU: Then it's on to ending hunger and creating world peace, right?
PRUE: But what will I do with my Saturday?
ANDY TRUDEAU: Funny you should ask. I don't mean to push it, but I was
wondering, if you're not doing anything, I kind of have these tickets, but
they're for a warriors game, and you probably wouldn't be interested.
PRUE: Well, the team can't do any worse than they did last year. Did you see
them get creamed by the Lakers?
ANDY TRUDEAU: Impressive. Is that a yes?
PRUE: (hesitates) You know, um, I need to check my book because I might have a
... thing.
ANDY TRUDEAU: A thing?
(Fritz joins them.)
FRITZ: So, Prue, I hear your friend is a cop.
PRUE: Inspector, actually.
FRITZ: Oh, yeah. I got these parking tickets.
ANDY TRUDEAU: My focus is mainly homicide, robbery.
FRITZ: Yeah. Yeah. So I have these parking tickets.
(Prue takes the opportunity and leaves. Wanting to follow her, but stuck, Andy
watches her go.)
PRUE: Got to go.
ANDY TRUDEAU: Prue, wait!
CUT TO:
[EXT. NEIGHBOR'S HOUSE - NIGHT -- CONTINUOUS]
(Prue steps out of the party house and heads back home. She walks up the front
stairs and notices that the front door is open.)
PRUE: Phoebe.
(She slips into the house and closes the door behind her. As she walks in, she
finds a black dog on the stairs. It barks and growls at her. Prue slowly backs
away toward the front door. The dog growls and advances toward her.)
(Prue turns and runs out of the house. The black dog stands in front of the
door barking at her as she runs.)
(It's eyes glow.)
FADE TO
END TEASER.
ROLL TITLE CREDITS
(COMMERCIAL SET)
FADE IN.
[EXT. VARIOUS SAN FRANCISCO (STOCK) - NIGHT]
[EXT. HALLIWELL MANOR (STOCK) - NIGHT]
[INT. MANOR - KITCHEN -- NIGHT]
(Phoebe sits on the table munching on a snack.)
PHOEBE: So how big was this dog again?
PRUE: Huge. Did you see the scratches on the attic door?
PIPER: What was it doing in the house?
PRUE: I don't know. Someone obviously left the front door open again.
(She turns and looks pointedly at Phoebe.)
PHOEBE: Why do you always assume it was me? What about Piper?
PIPER: Not it.
PHOEBE: It's not a big deal. We checked the house, and nothing is missing,
except my Pat Boone Christmas CD.
(Piper rolls her eyes and shares a look with Prue.)
PIPER: You know, this is really creepy. If there was a dog in the house, then
it had to have an owner. No dog I know can open that front door, let alone
reach the top shelf.
PHOEBE: Maybe we should get a security system.
PRUE: No. They are way too expensive. Besides, after what happened, Andy will
be checking on us every five minutes.
PIPER: Ooh. You told him.
PHOEBE: Convenient. So what should we do?
PRUE: Well, either we could rely on our vicious guard cat to protect us, or we
could remember to lock the doors.
(Prue takes some clothes out to the utility room.)
PHOEBE: That is a really good idea, Prue.
(Phoebe puts her snack container on the side, slips off the table and goes over
to the utility door. She locks it.)
(Prue returns to find the door locked. Phoebe and Piper giggle as Prue
struggles with the door.)
PRUE: Unlock the door, Phoebe!
CUT TO:
[EXT. BUCKLAND AUCTION HOUSE (STOCK) - DAY]
[INT. BUCKLAND'S AUCTION HOUSE - PRUE'S OFFICE - DAY]
(Prue is at her desk working. A shadow crosses over her desk and a man clears
his throat. She looks up.)
VICTOR BENNETT: I was told that you might be able to help me.
(He takes off the ring he's wearing and puts it on her desk in front of her.)
VICTOR BENNETT: I'd like to have this appraised.
PRUE: You would be better off going to the house's appraiser.
(Prue picks up the ring and looks at it.)
VICTOR BENNETT: I've been there. He'd need a week, and I just--well, I
wouldn't feel right without it. It's a family heirloom.
PRUE: I feel like, um ... I think I've seen a ring similar to this before. The
setting is quite old, at least 17th century. (Prue gets up and takes a book off
the shelf. She returns to her seat.) The stones look like chrysolite. Keep in
mind this is just an educated guess.
VICTOR BENNETT: Please ... guess away.
(Victor sits down and watches her.)
PRUE: If I am not mistaken, it's a stone that the Egyptians believed would
protect them against spells, curses, evil spirits. This wouldn't be a wedding
band, by any chance, would it?
VICTOR BENNETT: You tell me.
PRUE: The stones are set in twos, the symbol of duality ... man, woman ...
again, protection.
VICTOR BENNETT: And what does all that tell you?
(She looks at him.)
PRUE: Where did you get this ring? (He leans forward.) What did you say your
name was?
VICTOR BENNETT: I think you know what my name is ... Prudence.
(She stands and gives him back his ring.)
PRUE: Get out and stay away from us.
(He puts his ring back on his finger.)
VICTOR BENNETT: I'm staying at the Beaumark. What do you say you and your
sisters join me for dinner? Let's say, tomorrow night. We can talk.
PRUE: After how you abandoned us? How dare you?
VICTOR BENNETT: Fiery temper. I like that. It reminds me of someone I know.
PRUE: I'm nothing like you. I would never leave my responsibilities to my
family.
VICTOR BENNETT: I can see we have some issues to work through.
PRUE: Oh, we've got the whole subscription. Now, get out before I have you
thrown out.
VICTOR BENNETT: Is that any way to talk to your father?
(Prue glares at him. Victor smiles, turns and leaves the office. Off screen,
we hear the door close.)
FADE OUT.
(COMMERCIAL SET)
FADE IN.
[EXT. SAN FRANCISCO (STOCK) - DAY]
[EXT. SIDEWALK CAFÉ -- DAY]
(Prue, Piper and Phoebe sit at a table discussing their father's reappearance.)
PIPER: I wonder why he went to you first. I mean, why not Phoebe or me?
PRUE: Piper, it's not like I won the lotto.
PHOEBE: What was he like? Did he ask about us?
PRUE: Actually, no. (Phoebe looks away, disappointed by the response.)
Phoebe, think about it. He abandoned us. He was a no-show for twenty years,
and then, what, suddenly here he is? Why now?
PIPER: Maybe he just wants to be part of our lives.
PRUE: After all this time? Don't get your hopes up.
PHOEBE: There's only one way to find out. Why wait till dinner? Let's go see
him now.
PRUE: Will you be rational? Don't you find it just a little suspicious that
just when we find out -
(She stops abruptly when a waitress appears next to her to clear the table.)
WAITRESS: Let me get that for you.
(The waitress leaves.)
PRUE: Just when we find out we're witches, he shows up, but when mom died, he
was nowhere to be found?
PHOEBE: He sent us birthday cards.
PRUE: Selective memory. Grams always told us that he was a threat to us.
There's no reason to think that that's changed.
PIPER: Prue, it's not that I don't see your point, but you knew him. We
didn't. Why can't we have a chance to know him now?
PRUE: Because we really don't know why he's here, and until we do, we can't
trust him.
CUT TO:
[EXT. HOTEL BUILDING (STOCK) - DAY]
[INT. HOTEL ROOM - HALLWAY / ROOM -- DAY]
(Phoebe knocks on the door.)
VICTOR BENNETT: (through door) Entrez.
(Phoebe opens the door and steps inside. She finds Victor having a massage.)
PHOEBE: Daddy?
(He turns and looks at her.)
VICTOR BENNETT: Well, well. What a nice surprise.
(He gets up and the masseuse helps him put his robe on.)
PHOEBE: I'm sorry to just show up like this. I know I was supposed to wait for
dinner, but I --
VICTOR BENNETT: No. Nonsense. Welcome. Let me get a good look at you. This
is my baby girl, little ... Piper?
(Phoebe looks disappointed and he reads it off her face.)
VICTOR BENNETT: (sighs heavily) Phoebe.
PHOEBE: Yeah. That's okay. People confuse us all the time.
VICTOR BENNETT: Are you kidding? I should be slapped and persecuted. Let me
make it up to you. How about some room service?
PHOEBE: I just ate, actually.
VICTOR BENNETT: A drink? You are legal, right?
PHOEBE: Barely, but no, thanks.
VICTOR BENNETT: A massage. I can call Lucy back.
PHOEBE: No, really. I don't want anything. I just wanted to look at you.
VICTOR BENNETT: It's like looking in a mirror, isn't it? You've got your
daddy's eyes, you know that?
PHOEBE: (pleased) I noticed that.
VICTOR BENNETT: How about a hug?
(Phoebe hugs him.)
VICTOR BENNETT: Aww! Ha ha!
(As she hugs him, Phoebe gets a premonition of Victor carrying the Book of
Shadows and he's out in front of the house. He smiles. End of premonition.)
(Phoebe gasps and pulls away from the hug. The telephone rings.)
VICTOR BENNETT: Oh, they always manage to find me.
PHOEBE: You know, it's ok. I'll just see you at dinner. I got to go.
(Phoebe rushes out of the room.)
VICTOR BENNETT: Phoebe. Phoebe, wait!
(The door closes behind her.)
CUT TO:
[EXT. MANOR - FRONT WALK -- DAY]
(The mailman whistles as he rushes up the front walk. Midway, he pauses and
looks at the front door. He smiles and heads straight for the door.)
(At the door, his carefully unfurls his index finger and we watch as the tip of
his finger morphs into the end of a house key. He slips the key-finger into the
front door lock and unlocks the door.)
[INT. MANOR - FOYER - DAY - CONTINUOUS]
(The front door opens and the 'mailman' steps inside. He heads straight up the
stairs.)
[INT. MANOR - OUTSIDE ATTIC DOOR - DAY - CONTINUOUS]
(The mailman puts his bag down and tries to open the attic door. It's locked.
He uses his shoulder and starts to pound the door. He takes a step back and
kicks the door in.)
[INT. MANOR - ATTIC - DAY - CONTINUOUS]
(The 'mailman' steps into the attic. He heads for the Book of Shadows on the
pedestal, grabs it and heads out of the attic.)
[INT. MANOR - MAIN HALL/FOYRER - DAY - CONTINUOUS]
(The 'mailman' comes down the main stairs with the Book of Shadows tucked under
his arm. He heads for the front door. He opens the door and steps outside. As
if hitting a force field of some kind, the Book of Shadows flies out from his
arm and back into the house.)
(The house won't let the Book go. He turns back frustrated and heads for the
Book on the floor in the foyer.)
(He picks the Book up and suddenly, he's tugging on it as if something invisible
were holding onto it. He grabs the Book and throws it at the door. The Book
hits a shield at the door and falls to the floor.)
(He steps outside, grabs the book and tries to pull it out the door. The Book
glows gold and doesn't get past the door.)
(The mailman turns around and sees Prue headed up the walk. She's looking down
at her keys and hasn't seen him. He quickly steps inside the house and closes
the door. He tosses the Book aside and morphs into Andy.)
(He calmly walks aside to wait for Prue.)
(Prue unlocks the front door and opens it. She steps inside and sees Andy
looking up the stairs.)
PRUE: Andy, what are you doing here?
("Andy"s looking up the stairs and jumps with surprised.)
"ANDY": Oh! Uh, door was open.
PRUE: Again?
"ANDY": Yeah. I came by to check up, and it was open. I looked around.
Everything seems to be in order.
(Prue spots the Book of Shadows on the floor in the next room.)
"ANDY": Do you want me to check upstairs?
PRUE: Um, no, no. That's ok, really.
(She looks at the book and telekinetically pushes the Book under the far shelf.)
PRUE: Oh, and about tomorrow night, I've changed my mind. We're on.
"ANDY": Excuse me?
PRUE: Well, yeah. You'll never believe who popped back into my life after
twenty years -- Victor, my dad.
"ANDY": Your dad?
PRUE: Yeah. He wants to have dinner, and I would really rather avoid that. Too
bad the game's not tonight.
(Someone opens the door and knocks on the wood inside. It's Cynda.)
PRUE: Hi, Cynda.
CYNDA: Hey. Oh. Everything ok?
PRUE: Yeah. Thanks.
CYNDA: Bye.
PRUE: Nice party last night.
(Cynda leaves.)
ANDY TRUDEAU: Guess I'll get going, too.
(He nervously kisses Prue on the cheek. He leaves. Prue picks the Book up off
the floor.)
(She doesn't think too much about it. She heads up stairs.)
[INT. MANOR - OUTSIDE ATTIC DOOR - DAY - CONTINUOUS]
(Prue turns the corner and sees the attic door blown off its hinges. This is
not good.)
PRUE: What the hell?
FADE OUT.
(COMMERCIAL SET)
FADE IN.
[EXT. HALLIWELL MANOR (STOCK) - DAY]
[INT. MANOR - KITCHEN -- DAY]
(Phoebe shakes her head and takes her cup of coffee back to the table. She sits
down.)
PHOEBE: Prue, you don't know for sure.
(Piper and Prue are in the back looking for something.)
PRUE: I know plenty. First someone rips off the attic door. Then the book of
shadows is found downstairs. Isn't that enough?
(Piper grabs the yellow pages and hands it to Prue.)
PIPER: Why would somebody want the book? Here.
(Prue and Piper sit down at the table on each side of Phoebe.)
PRUE: For one reason-they know what it can do. They want its power, our power.
(Prue starts looking through the yellow pages.)
PIPER: That would mean it's someone who knows us and knows that we're witches.
PRUE: Yeah. Someone like Victor.
PHOEBE: What? Dad?
PRUE: Look, just think about it. The moment he shows up, someone makes two
attempts to grab the book? Coincidence? I think not.
PIPER: The craft is a chick thing, Prue. It's passed on down through the
female line. There's a good chance dad doesn't even know we're Charmed.
PRUE: And there's just as good of a chance he does.
(Phoebe remembers her premonition.)
(Quick flashback of: Victor stands in front of the house with the Book of
Shadows in his hands. He smiles. End of premonition.)
PIPER: What would he want with the book? And why would he take it from us?
Phoebe, help me out here. (Phoebe's quiet.) Phoebe.
PHOEBE: Okay. Let's just say for the sake of argument that he is after it.
Wouldn't he have taken it with him? He wouldn't have left it behind.
PIPER: Okay. We have to call the cops and report it as a break-in.
PRUE: And tell them what? That someone broke into our house to try and steal
our broomsticks? I mean, please. Besides, Andy has already been here.
PHOEBE: Oh. So Andy was here ... again. Talk about convenient. Did you ever
think of pointing the finger at him?
PRUE: He's probably the one who scared Victor away. Until we find out what's
going on and whether Victor is involved or not, we've got to hide the Book.
Either that, or we can't leave the house.
PIPER: Fine. Then we hide the Book, because I'm going to dinner tonight. I
want to see dad.
PHOEBE: So do I.
PRUE: I've already seen him.
(That settled, Piper and Phoebe stand up and leave the table.)
FADE TO:
[EXT. HOTEL BUILDING (STOCK) - NIGHT]
VICTOR BENNETT: (v.o.) Girls, it's so nice to see you.
[INT. HOTEL RESTAURANT -- NIGHT]
(Victor, Piper and Phoebe are sitting at their table.)
VICTOR BENNETT: It's not like we don't have a lot to talk about.
PHOEBE: (smiles) We do. (She glances at Piper who bites into a carrot.) I--I
mean, yeah. We have a few questions.
VICTOR BENNETT: (to Piper) You know, the last time we ate together, you would
only eat food that was white. I'm glad to see you've outgrown it.
PIPER: That's right. I was four.
VICTOR BENNETT: And, Phoebe, that would have made you, what, one? You know,
you couldn't walk yet, but you could swim. You were a fish. (Phoebe laughs.
Piper smiles at Phoebe's pleasure.) This feels right, doesn't it? It feels
natural, almost like normal.
PIPER: Almost. It's just, um ... well, why? I mean, after all this time, why
here? Why now?
VICTOR BENNETT: Well, I heard the food is pretty good here, and it is
dinnertime.
(Phoebe laughs.)
(The waiter puts Phoebe's dinner plate in front of her.)
WAITER: Here you are, ma'am.
PHOEBE: (to the waiter) Oh, thank you.
VICTOR BENNETT: Bon appetit.
CUT TO:
[INT. MANOR - KITCHEN -- NIGHT]
(The microwave oven beeps. Prue removes the plastic container of broccoli from
the oven and empties it on her plate.)
(The doorbell rings. Prue goes to answer it.)
[INT. MANOR - FOYER - NIGHT - CONTINUOUS]
(Prue opens the front door and finds Andy on the porch.)
ANDY TRUDEAU: My plans for tonight fell through. Figured I'd stop by.
(Prue smiles slightly. Andy laughs embarrassed. Wordlessly, Prue steps aside
to let him in. He enters the house. She closes the door behind him.)
CUT TO:
[INT. MANOR - KITCHEN - NIGHT - SHORT TIME LATER]
(Prue carries two coffee cups over to the table where Andy is sitting. She puts
his cup down in front of him.)
PRUE: And then, all of a sudden, there he was. He just showed up at work.
ANDY TRUDEAU: I can't believe it. How are you dealing?
PRUE: Honestly? I'm not.
(Prue sits down.)
ANDY TRUDEAU: I don't blame you. What do you think he wants?
PRUE: Dinner. Piper and Phoebe are there with him now. You know, they just
don't understand. They don't know him like I do. I can't believe I let them
go. (scoffs) I can't believe they went. He's acting like no time has passed,
like I'm still his little girl, and I'm not. There are things that I want to
tell him. I want him to know what he missed, you know, like the time I broke
my arm or the day that I finally passed my driver's test, our prom.
ANDY TRUDEAU: (deadpans) Didn't we miss that, too?
(He smiles.)
PRUE: I want him to know. I want him to want to know. And I'm sorry, but I
also want some answers, like where the hell has he been my whole life? Why
didn't he come back until now? He needs to know that that's not ok.
ANDY TRUDEAU: So tell him. I'll drop you off.
CUT TO:
[EXT. HOTEL BUILDING (STOCK) - NIGHT]
[INT. HOTEL RESTAURANT -- NIGHT]
(Prue walks into the restaurant and finds Piper, Phoebe and Victor at their
table. When she reaches the table, Victor stands to greet her.)
VICTOR BENNETT: Prudence.
(Piper and Phoebe both appear surprised to see her.)
PRUE: Did I miss much?
PHOEBE: (warily) Uh ... just catch up. Dad was filling us in. Memory lane.
PRUE: Has he mentioned where's he's been all of our lives?
PIPER: (warning) Prue.
PRUE: I don't understand. If you can afford a spread like this, why didn't you
help out when Grams died? We actually could've used it then.
PIPER: Give him a chance, Prue. Dad's explained. The money, all this -- it's
new.
(Victor sits back down.)
VICTOR BENNETT: That's okay, Piper. I'm a big boy. I didn't come back earlier
because I was afraid I might disappoint you.
PRUE: Too late.
PIPER: (nervously) Wonder what's keeping that dessert.
(Phoebe remains quiet.)
VICTOR BENNETT: Please sit down. Have something to eat.
PRUE: I'm not hungry.
VICTOR BENNETT: Always in a hurry, Prue. You skipped crawling and went
straight to walking.
PRUE: Oh, we're sharing memories. Well, I've got one of my own--your back
walking out the door.
PHOEBE: (sighs) Oh.
(Things get awkward very quickly. Victor looks around. Behind him, a waiter
turns the corner carrying a flambé. He deliberately sticks his foot out and
trips the waiter. The waiter loses his balance and tosses the flambé up into
the air.)
(Piper sees the disaster about to happen and automatically freezes everyone.
The entire restaurant freezes. She sighs and rushes over to grab the flambé out
of the waiter's hands.)
(As soon as she lifts the flambé up, time resumes.)
(The waiter falls on the floor.)
PIPER: Who wants flambé?
(The waiter gets to his feet.)
VICTOR BENNETT: Nice reflexes. (unabashed) Now, let me get this straight.
Piper, you freeze time. Prue, don't you move objects? And what's your special
trick, Phoebe? Premonitions? (Phoebe nods.) Maybe we should talk about this
elsewhere, hmm?
(Prue shares a look with Piper who is still holding the flambé. Phoebe glares
at both her sisters.)
CUT TO:
[EXT. HALLIWELL MANOR (STOCK) - NIGHT]
[INT. MANOR - SITTING ROOM -- NIGHT]
("Piper" is sitting on the couch reading a magazine. "Phoebe" is sitting on
another couch and leafing through a magazine.)
(The Mailman turns the corner and walks into the sitting room. "Piper" sees him
and quickly stands up.)
CYNDA (as "PIPER"): What are you doing here?
FRITZ (MAILMAN): What do you think?
("Phoebe" stands up and glares at the Mailman.)
MARSHALL (as "PHOEBE"): Get out...now.
FRITZ (MAILMAN): No. You've got to get out.
MARSHALL (as "PHOEBE"): We've got it under control.
FRITZ (MAILMAN): No, you don't. They're on the way back.
(The Mailman shapeshifts back into Fritz.)
FRITZ (MAILMAN): I thought you were in charge. Shapeshift into yourselves, and
we'll get the book later.
("Phoebe" shapeshifts back into Marshall.)
FRITZ (MAILMAN): Nice plan, Marshall.
MARSHALL: Don't piss me off, Fritz. How was I supposed to know Prue would come
back with her sisters?
CYNDA: The little witch was supposed to be out on a date with that cop.
FRITZ: You really think you would have been able to trick Prue into getting the
book out of the house?
MARSHALL: Well, we sure as hell can't now, can we?
FRITZ: So what now, genius?
(Cynda laughs. Both men turn to look at her as she shapeshifts into a vampire.)
CYNDA: (demon-voiced) We kill them!
CUT TO:
[EXT. HALLIWELL MANOR - FRONT WALK - NIGHT -- CONTINUOUS]
(The SUV pulls up to the curb and stops. Phoebe, Piper, Prue and Victor exit
the car.)
CUT TO:
[INT. MANOR - FOYER - NIGHT -- CONTINUOUS]
(Marshall glares at Cynda who is still in her vampire form growling and gnashing
her teeth.)
MARSHALL: Cynda ... heel. Plenty of time for that later. Heel.
[EXT. MANOR - FRONT PORCH - NIGHT - CONTINUOUS]
(Prue walks up to the front door and puts the key into the lock. She glances
behind her at everyone as she unlocks the door.)
[INT. MANOR - FOYER - NIGHT -- CONTINUOUS]
(She opens the front door and we hear crows cawing.)
(Inside the house are three black crows. They fly out the front door over their
heads.)
(Victor looks at Prue.)
VICTOR BENNETT: Friends of yours?
(Without another word, Prue steps into the house.)
FADE OUT.
(COMMERCIAL SET)
FADE IN.
[EXT. HALLIWELL MANOR (STOCK) - NIGHT]
[INT. MANOR - SITTING ROOM -- NIGHT]
(Victor shares a laugh with Phoebe and Piper. Prue returns to the sitting room
after checking the house.)
PRUE: Someone left the window open, which is probably how the birds got in.
What is so funny?
(Piper walks over to her and shows her the framed photo.)
PIPER: Do you remember the day this was taken?
PRUE: (takes the photo) Yeah. Family picnic. It rained.
VICTOR BENNETT: And your mother packed us all up, and she brought us home, and
we had the picnic right here in the living room. Do you remember that, Prue?
PRUE: Barely.
PHOEBE: Prue.
(Victor picks up another framed photo off the table and looks at it.)
VICTOR BENNETT: This one ... mmm. (He walks over to Prue.) This one was at
one of your piano recitals. Not a very good shot. My fault. I had to take the
pictures that day. Your mother was too busy holding her breath. If you look
closely ... you see there? (He hands her the photo and points.) That's her.
PRUE: I never noticed that before.
VICTOR BENNETT: Uh-oh.
(Victor sees another photo and picks it up. He looks at it and sighs.)
VICTOR BENNETT: And this one used to be a 5 x 7 ... when I was still in it.
(He turns the photo around to show the large cut-out space on the right. Piper
grimaces.)
PHOEBE: I think Grams cut you out.
PIPER: There's a bunch of other stuff in the attic. Grams left us so many
things.
PHOEBE: That's not all she left us.
PRUE: Phoebe, let's not go there.
PHOEBE: What? It's not like he doesn't already know, and I'm sorry, but it's
kind of a relief to talk to someone about it.
PIPER: Um, does anybody want coffee?
PHOEBE: I mean, one day I'm a member of the "Y" generation, with average hair
and a thing for caffeinated beverages, and the next, I am a witch.
PIPER: Dad, do you take cream or, um, sugar with that?
PHOEBE: I just read from the book, and wham! I am Tabitha. The only thing is,
is I got stuck with the power to see the future. How uncool is that?
VICTOR BENNETT: From what your mother always said, it was actually considered
one of the more desirable powers.
PHOEBE: Unless you see things you don't desire.
PRUE: So how long have you known ... about us, our powers?
VICTOR BENNETT: How long? I didn't. I knew there was a possibility. That's
why I came back -- to find out. It must have happened when your grandmother
died, right?
PHOEBE: Yep. I just read an incantation from the book, and --
(At the mention of the Book, Prue glares at Phoebe.)
PRUE: Phoebe.
VICTOR BENNETT: Ah ... the Book of Shadows. Not exactly summer reading. Is it
still up in the attic? You know, I haven't seen it in years. Mind if I have a
look?
CUT TO:
[EXT. NEIGHBOR'S HOUSE -- NIGHT]
[INT. NEIGHBOR'S HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - NIGHT]
(Angry, upset and frustrated, Cynda smashes a chair against the wall.)
CYNDA: (sighs) Disappointed.
MARSHALL: Patience, my sweet.
CYNDA: Patience is highly overrated. We could have destroyed them right there.
MARSHALL: Then we'd have three dead witches and no way to get the book out of
the house. Where would that put us?
CYNDA: Satisfied.
FRITZ: I still like my idea. We just kill two of them, and we force the third
to get the Book out.
MARSHALL: Let me explain this once again for the cerebrally impaired. These
are not schoolgirls we're dealing with. These are good witches. We cannot
alert them to our presence. At their full strength, battling them ... oh, would
be unpleasant. However, once we possess the Book, we get its powers, we weaken
theirs, and they're easy prey.
(Fritz stands up.)
FRITZ: You know, that sounds good in theory, but, uh ... we've already tried
everything!
MARSHALL: (calmly) We still have Victor.
CUT TO:
[INT. MANOR - SITTING ROOM -- NIGHT]
(Prue and Victor face off.)
VICTOR BENNETT: What exactly are you accusing me of, Prue?
PRUE: Figure it out.
PHOEBE: Come on, Prue. Take it easy.
PRUE: Are you kidding me? Am I the only one who sees what's going on here?
PIPER: Couldn't we all just take a deep breath -
PRUE: Think about it, Piper. He wines and dines us. Now he's back in a house
he hasn't set foot in in twenty years, and the first thing he wants to know is
where's the Book of Shadows?
PHOEBE: You're just looking for something to blame him for.
PRUE: (to Victor) Admit it. Tell them why you're here.
PIPER: Prue, stop.
PRUE: For the first time in your life, Victor, tell them the truth.
VICTOR BENNETT: All right. Fine.
(He sighs.)
VICTOR BENNETT: (con't): You're right. I am after the book. That's exactly
the reason why I came back.
PHOEBE: Dad--
VICTOR BENNETT: but not for the reasons you would like to believe. It would
make it easy for you Prue, wouldn't it, if I were evil? Well, I'm sorry to
disappoint you. I'm not. I'm here to protect you.
PRUE: Yeah, right.
PIPER: To protect us from what?
VICTOR BENNETT: From yourselves. That's why I want that damn book. It's where
the Power of Three started, and it's where it must end.
PHOEBE: But it's part of us. It's part of who we are.
VICTOR BENNETT: That's what your mother believed, too ... before they killed
her.
PIPER: What are you saying?
VICTOR BENNETT: You have no idea what evil is out there.
PRUE: I think we've got a pretty good idea.
VICTOR BENNETT: Listen to me, Prue. That book is a magnet for evil. As long
as you have it, as long as you use it, you're in danger ... all of you.
PRUE: You are unbelievable. After all these years of being an absentee dad,
then you waltz back into our lives and try and tell us how to live?!
VICTOR BENNETT: I never wanted you to have those powers in the first place. I
battled with your grandmother after your mom died. She wanted you to find out
you were witches when you grew up. I didn't. I fought for you ... hard. Your
grandmother was too strong.
PIPER: Wait. You're blaming Grams for why you disappeared? She loved us! She
raised us!
PRUE: What did she do -- put a spell on you?
VICTOR BENNETT: Believe me, nothing short of that would've kept me away. You
have to believe me. All I want is what's best for you.
(He sighs and turns away.)
VICTOR BENNETT: Phoebe, you believe me, don't you?
(Phoebe sighs and shakes her head.)
PRUE: We've done fine without you.
VICTOR BENNETT: Prue, you can't fight this. I couldn't.
PRUE: I'm not you.
VICTOR BENNETT: Are you sure? Are you sure you can protect your sisters
forever?
PHOEBE: We'll protect each other.
VICTOR BENNETT: Then you'll die together!
PRUE: No one can hurt us as bad as you!
(Angry, hurt and crying, Prue glares at Victor.)
PHOEBE: Prue, no!
(Victor is sent flying backwards across the room. He hits the far door frame
hard and falls to the floor.)
(He picks himself up.)
VICTOR BENNETT: If you wanted me to leave, all you had to do ... was ask.
(Victor heads for the door. Phoebe brushes past Prue to follow him.)
PHOEBE: (to Prue) Why did you have to do that?
(Piper glares at Prue.)
PIPER: Did you have to throw him so hard?
PRUE: Piper.
PIPER: We could have just talked about it like normal people.
PRUE: We're not normal.
(Piper turns and leaves. Prue walks out of the room, passing Phoebe on her way
out.)
FADE OUT.
(COMMERCIAL SET)
FADE IN.
[EXT. HOTEL BUILDING (STOCK) - NIGHT]
[INT. HOTEL - VICTOR'S ROOM -- NIGHT]
(The hotel room door opens and Victor walks in. He shuts the door behind him
and heads over to the couch. He sits down, puts his head in his hands and
sighs.)
(The lights turn on. He looks up and finds Marshall, Fritz and Cynda in his
room.)
MARSHALL: Hello, Victor. Where have you been?
VICTOR BENNETT: How did you get in here?
MARSHALL: I think you should be a little more concerned with what we're doing
in here.
VICTOR BENNETT: I was wondering when evil would rear its ugly head.
MARSHALL: Consider it reared. I don't know the kind of people you're used to
dealing with, but I'd lay serious coin that they aren't willing to rip you into
a thousand pieces and dance on your entrails.
VICTOR BENNETT: Oh, so you're lawyers, and here I was assuming you were
shapeshifters.
FRITZ: Oh, those are clever words for a man about to be an appetizer.
VICTOR BENNETT: Cocky words for a man who can't get a simple Book out of a
house. Close your mouth. I mean, it's obvious. You're going to shapeshift
into me. You're going to try to get to the girls that way. Am I right? It
won't work.
CYNDA: Why not?
VICTOR BENNETT: Do you mind if I poke holes?
MARSHALL: Poke away.
VICTOR BENNETT: After tonight, the girls won't let me or anything that looks
like me back into their lives, let alone the house. I've officially been kicked
out. There is, however, one sister I can reach -- Phoebe.
CYNDA: So why don't I just become you, and I'll reach her?
VICTOR BENNETT: Because only her real father would know what buttons to push,
the ones that would get me back in. If you kill me, you'll never know what they
are, you'll never get back into the house, and you'll never get The Book of
Shadows.
(Victor calmly continues to smoke his cigar.)
FADE TO:
[EXT. HALLIWELL MANOR (STOCK) - DAY]
[INT. MANOR - DINING ROOM -- DAY]
(Prue plays with her breakfast absently moving her food on the plate with the
tip of her fork as she reads. Piper is also at the dining room table doing the
exact same thing. Both are very quiet. Phoebe walks up to them carrying her
cup of coffee and looks at the depressing scene in front of her.)
PHOEBE: Good morning, Phoebe!
(She doesn't get any response from them. Phoebe grabs a white napkin off the
table and waves it.)
PHOEBE: Uh, guys ... can we call a truce just for five minutes, please? I have
a confession. Remember when we agreed to not see dad? Yeah, well, um ... I
did.
PIPER: Hello. I was with you.
PHOEBE: No. By myself before dinner ... and I had a premonition about dad.
When he hugged me, he was stealing the Book of Shadows. Yeah, you were right
about him, Prue. I didn't want the premonition to be true. I was hoping,
praying that there was a perfectly good explanation for it, hoping that ... that
he was really here to be with us. I just wanted him back in our lives. He's
our dad.
(Prue stands up and hugs Phoebe.)
PRUE: I know, Phoebe. I know.
(Piper turns away to give them a moment, when she sees something on the floor.)
PIPER: Hey. Look.
(She goes over and picks it up. She looks at it as Prue and Phoebe walk over to
her.)
PRUE: It's dad's ring. What's it doing here?
(She hands the ring over to Prue who examines it.)
PHOEBE: It must have slipped off when he, uh ... fell.
PRUE: We'll have it sent back to the hotel.
(Prue puts the ring on the hallway table.)
CUT TO:
[EXT. MANOR - SIDEWALK -- DAY]
(Open on the daily paper on the sidewalk. Phoebe walks over to it and picks it
up. She looks up and waves to Marshall and Fritz leaning against their car
parked on the opposite side of the street. They wave back.)
(Phoebe turns around and nearly bumps into Victor. She gasps.)
VICTOR BENNETT: Don't be afraid.
PHOEBE: What are you -- you have to leave.
(Victor glances past Phoebe at Marshall and Fritz watching them.)
VICTOR BENNETT: Phoebe, please. This is very important.
PHOEBE: (shakes her head) I can't. I don't want to talk to you anymore.
(Again, Victor glances at the neighbors. He sees that Marshall and Fritz are
keeping a close eye on him.)
VICTOR BENNETT: Phoebe, you got to get the Book out of the house.
PHOEBE: You have to leave.
(Phoebe brushes past him and heads toward the house. In an attempt to make her
listen to him, Victor grabs Phoebe by the upper arms.)
VICTOR BENNETT: Phoebe, trust me. Look!
(Behind them, Marshall and Fritz head toward them. Suddenly, Phoebe has a
premonition.)
(Quick flash of: The Book of Shadows is out the house. Camera rises to show
Victor holding the Book of Shadows. Victor smiles, then morphs back into
Marshall. Marshall turns and walks away. He's joined by Fritz and Cynda.)
(End of Premonition. Resume to present.)
(Marshall and Fritz arrive and interrupts them.)
MARSHALL: Excuse me. Hey. (Victor releases Phoebe.) Is this guy bothering
you?
PHOEBE: (warily) Uh, no. This is my, uh ... this is Victor.
VICTOR BENNETT: We were just saying good-bye.
PHOEBE: (smiles) Yeah. I got to run.
(Phoebe waves, turns and runs up the front steps into the house. Marshall looks
at Victor. Victor turns to look back at Marshall.)
VICTOR BENNETT: What's the matter? Don't you trust me?
CUT TO:
[INT. MANOR - FOYER - DAY -- CONTINUOUS]
(The front door opens and Phoebe runs into the house. She heads for the stairs
and sees Prue)
PHOEBE: Dad's not after the book. It's Marshall.
PRUE: He's what?
(Phoebe stops on her way up the stairs to explain.)
PHOEBE: (rushed) The premonition -- it wasn't dad. Got to find a spell and
banish them.
PRUE: Banish who?
PHOEBE: The neighbors. They're shapeshifters. Fritz and Marshall and the --
CYNDA: (o.s.) Cookies? (Cynda and Piper step into the dining room from the
kitchen.) Just baked.
FRITZ: (o.s.) Hey. (Fritz steps into the main hall.) The door was unlocked.
(Phoebe doesn't say anything. She turns and continues up the stairs.)
PIPER: (puzzled) Where you going, Phoebs?
(Piper starts climbing up the stairs. She pauses by Prue.)
PHOEBE: (slowly) Uh, just to get something. (Phoebe smiles at Cynda.) Will
you save me a cookie?
(Cynda smiles.)
PHOEBE: Okay.
("Victor" steps into the foyer from the front door.)
VICTOR BENNETT: Daddy's home!
(Prue and Piper stand on the stairs and stare at "Victor".)
CUT TO:
[INT. MANOR - ATTIC - DAY -- CONTINUOUS]
(Phoebe runs into the attic. She heads for the Book of Shadows hidden behind
the clothes rack. She starts flipping through the book.)
PHOEBE: Come on. Come on. (She stops flipping.) I have no idea what I'm
looking for.
(A rush of wind sounds and the pages in the Book of Shadows magically start to
flip on its own.)
PHOEBE: Ok. I can take a hint.
(Phoebe watches as the pages open to the exact spell she's looking for.)
PHOEBE: (reading quickly to remember it)
When in the circle that is home
Safety's gone and evils roam,
Rid all beings from these walls,
Save sisters three. Now heed our call."
(repeats to herself)
Rid all beings from these walls.
Save sisters three. Now heed our call. Okay!
(Phoebe turns and rushes out of the attic.)
CUT TO:
[INT. MANOR - MAIN HALL - DAY - CONTINUOUS]
(Phoebe rushes down the stairs and stops next to Prue and Piper. She looks and
sees Victor.)
PHOEBE: Dad...you can't be here. You have to leave now.
(The front door closes and a second Victor Bennett walks into the house and
stops near the other "Victor".)
PIPER: Whoa! Time out. What's going on here?
VICTOR BENNETT 1: Don't worry about it, sweetie. Everything's going to be fine.
VICTOR BENNETT 2: Don't trust him.
PIPER: Wait a sec. Last week we had no dad, and now we have two?
VICTOR BENNETT 1: Phoebe, remember ... (steps forward) ... remember when you
were little and you were afraid of the dark and I would leave the hall light on
and the door open just a crack?
(Phoebe shakes her head, Prue turns to look at Phoebe's confusion.)
VICTOR BENNETT 2: That's original. What kid isn't afraid of the dark?
VICTOR BENNETT 1: Prue--she's never been afraid of anything.
PIPER: He's right, Prue. You were never afraid of the dark.
VICTOR BENNETT 2: Lucky guess. I said I came back to protect you. Now,
there's only one way to do it. Kill us both.
VICTOR BENNETT 1: You're bluffing.
VICTOR BENNETT 2: Am I? Just do it, because I want to go out with a bang.
PRUE: Do it, Phoebe.
PHOEBE: The spell will kill everyone, including dad.
VICTOR BENNETT 2: It's the only way. Prudence?
PIPER: Prue. The protection ring.
(Prue telekinetically pushes the ring on the hallway table toward Victor.
Victor picks up the ring. He glances over at Prue. Their eyes meet and she
nods to him. Victor puts the ring on.)
PRUE: Phoebe, now.
PHOEBE:
When in the circle that is home
safety's gone and evils roam,
(Cynda changes into the vampire monster.)
rid all beings from these walls,
save sisters three. Now heed our call.
(The spell starts. A wind blows downstairs.)
PHOEBE:
When in the circle that is home
safety's gone and evils roam--
(Victor 1 morphs back into Marshall. The three neighbors start to magically
melt under the power of the spell. The Real Victor falls to his knees.)
PHOEBE: Daddy!
VICTOR BENNETT 2: It's okay! Keep it going!
PRUE, PIPER & PHOEBE:
Rid all beings from these walls,
save sisters three. Now heed our call.
(The three neighbors melt into goo and disappear. Prue, Piper and Phoebe rush
down the stairs. Prue helps Victor to his feet.)
VICTOR BENNETT: For a moment there, I wasn't sure what you would do.
PRUE: For a moment there, neither was I.
PHOEBE: I thought you didn't want us to use our magic.
VICTOR BENNETT: I didn't, not as long as I still thought of you as my little
girls, but you're obviously not anymore.
PIPER: We're still your little girls. We're just...
PRUE: Witches.
VICTOR BENNETT: Yeah. Witches. You obviously don't need your old man to
protect you from anything.
(They all share a smile.)
FADE TO:
[EXT. HALLIWELL MANOR - FRONT (STOCK) - DAY]
[INT. MANOR - SITTING ROOM -- DAY]
(Prue is on the phone with Andy.)
PRUE: No, Andy, I'm fine, really. Dad's going to be here any minute, so can I
take a rain check on dinner? Ok. Thanks for the good advice. Bye.
(Phoebe and Piper join her. They're all dressed and ready to go out.)
PHOEBE: So he's dad now?
PRUE: Yes, Phoebe, he is, and by the way, my dress looks good on you, but--
PHOEBE: I don't have any nice clothes, Prue.
PRUE: Dad said it was casual.
PHOEBE: I don't care. I want to look nice for him. Who knows how long it will
be before we see him again?
PIPER: You don't think he's going to stay around?
PHOEBE: Well, let's just say I no longer have a romanticized image of him, and
I'm glad about that, actually. At least dad is real now.
PRUE: And at least he's not a monster, which is very reassuring, considering we
share his genes.
PIPER: I'm just glad he came back, no matter how long he stays. Kind of nice
feeling like a normal family again, whatever that means.
(Phoebe nods in agreement. They lapse into silence. The door bell rings.)
PIPER: Speak of the devil.
(Piper turns to answer the door.)
(Off screen, we hear the front door open and close. Piper and Leo Wyatt appear
in the hallway.)
PRUE: Um, hi. You must be Mr. Wyatt.
PHOEBE: (eyes wide with surprise) The handyman?
LEO WYATT: Call me Leo.
PHOEBE: Gladly.
(He holds out the envelope to Prue.)
LEO WYATT: This was on the steps.
(Prue takes it.)
PRUE: Oh, thanks.
(We can hear Prue opening the envelope. Leo looks around the house and smiles
appreciatively.)
LEO WYATT: This place is, uh ... (He puts a hand on the wooden door frame near
him.) ... you don't find many like this one anymore.
PIPER: Yeah. It's kind of falling apart.
LEO WYATT: The problem isn't the manor. It's the manner in which it was
treated. I'd love to see more.
PHOEBE: (smiles) And I would love to show it to you.
(Phoebe stands up and heads toward Leo. She pushes Piper aside to grab his arm,
turning him toward the stairs.)
PHOEBE: The attic is right this way.
PRUE: Guys ...
(Phoebe and Piper turn around.)
PHOEBE: (to Leo) I'll be right up.
PRUE: He's not coming.
PIPER: Who's not coming?
PRUE: Dad. But he sent this. Um ... (reading) "Girls, something's come up.
I had to leave town. Can't make dinner. Probably best if we let the dust
settle, anyway. I know there's a lot you would like to forget, but here's what
I remember. Love, Dad."
(Prue holds up the video tape. They look at each other, the disappointment
evident on their faces.)
CUT TO:
[SHORT TIME LATER]
(On the television set, the girls watch a Christmas home movie. They're all
sitting around the Christmas tree opening presents.
VICTOR: (from video) What did you get? What's in there? You can open it.
Come on.
(On the video, Little Prue opens her present and finds a pair of ballet
slippers. She holds it up and waves it around.)
VICTOR: (from video) Oh! It's like magic!
(From the video, we hear everyone squeal with delight and laugh.)
PRUE: (from video) Oh, daddy.
PATTY: (from video) Oh, what is it?
VICTOR BENNETT: (from video) Come here, come here. Let me see those shoes.
PATTY: (from video) What is it?
VICTOR: (from video) Ballet slippers, huh?
PATTY: (from video) What is it?
(The camera pulls back and we find Prue, Piper and Phoebe all crowded together
sitting closely to each other on the same chair as they watch the video of a
time when the entire family shared a happy moment.)
PRUE: (from video) Oh, daddy.
VICTOR: (from video) Ok.
(On the video, Victor grabs his daughter, laughs and gives her a big kiss as she
giggles.)
PIPER: (from video) Again.
VICTOR: (from video) Again. Oh, gosh.
(He kisses her again.)
PRUE: (from video) Mommy!
PATTY: (from video) What is it? What is it? What is it?
VICTOR: Oh, Prudence.
(On the video, he gives Little Prue a kiss.)
VICTOR: Look at that face. Look at that face.
PATTY: Who is it?
VICTOR BENNETT: Hey! Piper ! Hey!
(On the video, he picks Little Piper up and gives her a kiss. They laugh. The
camera zooms in on Little Phoebe with an open present in her lap, looking around
at everyone with wide-eyes.)
PATTY: What's in there?
VICTOR: What have you got, Phoebe?
(Little Phoebe holds up the present.)
PHOEBE: Barbie! Yay! Barbie!
VICTOR BENNETT: Yes! Yes!
(On the video, the family laughs.)
FADE TO BLACK.
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TITLE/OPENING CREDITS
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CHARMED
1X03: THANK YOU FOR NOT MORPHING
PROD #4398003
ORIGINAL AIR DATE ON WB: 10/21/1998
TRANSCRIBED FROM WB
Starring:
SHANNEN DOHERTY as PRUE ("PRUDENCE") HALLIWELL
HOLLY MARIE COMBS as Piper
T.W. KING as Andy Trudeau
and
ALYSSA MILANO as PHOEBE HALLIWELL
Created by CONSTANCE M. BURGE
Starring
MARKUS FLANAGAN as Marshall
ERIC MATHENY as Fritz
MARIAH O'BRIEN as Cynda
JAMES DINEEN as Mailman
BRIAN KRAUSE as Leo Wyatt
TONY DENISON as Victor Halliwell
Producer: SHERYL J. ANDERSON
Supervising Producer: LES SHELDON
Executive Producer: BRAD KERN
Executive Producer: CONSTANCE M. BURGE
Written by CHRIS LEVINSON and JACK ESTRIN
Directed by ELLEN PRESSMAN
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END CREDITS
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Executive Producer: AARON SPELLING
Executive Producer: E. DUKE VINCENT
Spelling Television (a subsidiary of Spelling Entertainment Group, Inc.
WorldVision Enterprises Inc. (a subsidiary of Spelling Entertainment Group Inc.
- Not affiliated with World Vision International a Religious and Charitable
Organization),
Paramount (a Viacom Company)
Executive Story Editor: JAVIER GRILLO-MARXUACH
Executive Story Editors: MICHAEL PERRICONE
Executive Story Editors: GREG ELLIOT
Executive Story Editors: CHRIS LEVINSON
Executive Story Editors: ZACK ESTRIN
Associate Producer: PETER CHOMSKY
Music By: TIM TRUMAN
Casting by: VICTORIA HUFF, C.S.A.
Directors of Photography: TOM DEL RUTH, A.S.C.
Production Designer: DEAN MITZNER
Editor: DIANNE RYDER-RENNOLDS
Unit Production Managers: PATRICK McKEE
First Assistant Director: JUDITH VOGELSANG
Key Second Assistant Director: J.J. LINSALATA
Costume Designer: MOLLY HARRIS-CAMPBELL
Camera Operator: BUDDY FRIES
First Assistant Camera: LEX RAWLINGS
Chief Lighting Technician: WALTER STEWART
Asst. Chief Lighting Technician: MARK MEISENHEIMER
Set Designer: CATE BANGS
Set Decorator: DONALD W. KRAFFT
Leadperson: ROCKY SLAYMAKER
Property Master: ROGER MONTESANO
Assistant Property master: CHRISTY McGEACHY
Script Supervisor: SUSAN LOWITZ
Costume Supervisor: JAKE JACOBS
Key Make-Up Artist: KATHRYN MILES KELLY
Key Hairstylist: ENID ARIAS
Special Effects Make-Up: JOHN VULICH
Sound Mixer: JAMES LARUE
Location Manager: BOB BOYLE
Transportation Coordinator: DAVE BASSETT
Production Coordinator: JILL BARNET TAYLOR
Production Accountant: SHARON TAKSEL
Key Grip: MARLIN HALL
Best Boy Grip: RAY MICHELS
Construction Coordinator: MICHAEL CAIOZZO
Stunt Coordinator: ERNIE ORSATTI
Special Effects Coordinator: JOHN GRAY
Executive Associate: RENATE KAMER
Casting Associate: JEFFREY ROTH
Assistant to Constance Burge: AVIVA BARRACLOUGH
Assistant to Brad Kern: MAX JOFFE
Assistant to Les Sheldon: CHELE KNAPP
Assistant Editor: AMY BUDDEN
Music Editor: NINO CENTURION
Supervising Sound Editor: WILLIAM L. MANGER
Re-Recording Mixers: LARRY BENJAMIN / BRUCE MICHAELS / EDDIE GILROY
Film and Electronic Laboratory (tm) by LASERPACIFIC MEDIA
Lenses and Panaflex(R) Camera by PANAVISION(R)
Digital Sound Editing and Mixing by LASERPACIFIC MEDIA
Digital Visual Effects by ENCORE VIDEO
Executive in Charge of Production: GAIL M. PATTERSON
Executive in Charge of Post-Production: KENNETH MILLER
This motion picture is protected under the laws of the United States and other
countries. Any unauthorized duplication, copying, distribution, exhibition or
use may result in civil liability and or criminal prosecution.
The places and characters depicted herein are entirely fictitious, and any
similarity to any real places or people is purely coincidental.
(c) 1998 by Spelling Television Inc., A Paramount / Viacom company. All rights
reserved.
Country of First Publication: United States of America
Spelling Television Inc., is the author of this film / motion picture for the
purpose of Article 15(2) of the Berne Convention and all National Laws giving
effect thereto.
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