CHARMED
1X04: DEAD MAN DATING
PROD #4398005
ORIGINAL AIR DATE ON WB: 10/28/1998
TRANSCRIBED FROM WB
Written by JAVIER GRILLO-MARXUACH
Directed by RICHARD COMPTON
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RATING: TV-PG-LSV
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SUMMARY: The ghost of a murdered man appeals to the sisters for help.
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CHARMED
1X04: DEAD MAN DATING
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FADE IN:
[EXT. HALLIWELL MANOR (STOCK) -- DAY]
CUE SOUND: The doorbell rings.
[INT. MANOR - FOYER - DAY]
(Prue opens the front door and finds Andy on the porch. She smiles.)
PRUE: Andy. Hi.
ANDY TRUDEAU: I was ... nowhere near the neighborhood. Thought I'd stop by.
PRUE: Honest man. I like that.
(She lets him into the house and closes the door. They linger in the foyer.)
PRUE: So, um ... I had a great time last night.
ANDY TRUDEAU: Yeah. Me, too. But I forgot to give you something very
important.
(He reaches into his coat pocket and removes a square box. He holds it out to
her.)
ANDY TRUDEAU: Happy birthday.
PRUE: But it's not my birthday till next week.
(She reaches for the box, but he teases her and pulls it away from her grasp.)
ANDY TRUDEAU: Consider this a preview.
(She grabs the box from him and opens it. She looks inside.)
PRUE: A key?
ANDY TRUDEAU: To the Calistoga Spa. We leave Friday night after work.
(He smiles. She hesitates.)
ANDY TRUDEAU: Don't worry. I got us adjoining rooms.
PRUE: Adjoining rooms?
ANDY TRUDEAU: Well, I wouldn't want to assume something I'm not supposed to be
assuming. Although it has been over a month since we ... then decided to take
it slow, but no pressure. I just want to be with you. Away ... together.
Think about it.
PRUE: Okay.
(Andy smiles, reaches for her and kisses her.)
ANDY TRUDEAU: Let me know. Bye.
(Andy leaves. Prue closes the door behind him and considers the key.)
PRUE: Happy birthday to me.
CUT TO:
[EXT. CHAO RESIDENCE - FRONT WALK -- DAY]
(Open on a large mylar balloon that says, "Happy Birthday" on it.)
MARK CHAO: (exasperated) Give me a break, mom.
(MARK watches as his mother kneels down in front of her front door and does a
ritual blessing.)
MRS. CHAO: (cc) Birthday cake for the spirits. (in Chinese) [Subtitle:
There are a lot of hungry spirits out there, Mark.]
(She walks up to him.)
MARK CHAO: (teases) You're like the Chinese Shirley MacLaine, you know that?
MRS. CHAO: (in Chinese) [Subtitle: Better safe than sorry.]
MARK CHAO: I'll risk it.
MRS. CHAO: You should have more respect for ghosts, Mark. If your grandmother
were here --
MARK CHAO: She'd warn me about all the evil spirits walking the streets of
Chinatown. I know. I know.
(MRS. CHAO turns and rushes back to the front porch. She reaches for the red
lion amulet hanging on the nail on the door frame.)
MRS. CHAO: You should take this. For protection.
(She removes it and offers it to Mark. Mark scoffs as he takes the amulet and
puts it back on the door frame.)
MARK CHAO: Maybe the ghosts need protection from me.
(Though she looks at him with worry, she doesn't say anything. Mark gives his
mom a kiss on the cheek.)
MARK CHAO: I'll be okay, mom. I'm 23 now. I can take care of myself. Okay?
I got to go.
(He hands her the birthday balloon, turns and leaves. She chases after him.)
MRS. CHAO: Happy birthday, Mark.
MARK CHAO: (over his shoulder) Thanks.
CUT TO:
[EXT. CHINATOWN - SIDEWALK MARKET -- DAY]
(Mark walks through the sidewalk market passing vendors along the way.)
WOMAN: Hi, Mark.
MARK CHAO: (waves) Hey, how are ya?
(Mark continues along his way. Unknown to him, he's being watched by an Asian
Thug. The Thug specifically follows Mark.)
[EXT. CHINATOWN - ALLEY - DAY - CONTINUOUS]
(Mark turns the corner and walks into the alleyway. He turns when he realizes
that he's being followed. Additional Asian Thugs block off his exit as well.
He's surrounded.)
(The Thug looks at his boss, Tony Wong.)
THUG: This the guy?
TONY WONG: That's him. (to MARK) Today your birthday?
MARK CHAO: Who are you? What do you want?
TONY WONG: You! Make a wish.
(Tony Wong pulls out a gun and shoots Mark. Mark falls to the floor.)
(They laugh.)
(As we watch, Mark's spirit stands up, turns and looks back down at his dead
body.)
(Tony Wong steps forward and places his ring on Mark's finger.)
TONY WONG: Perfect fit.
(Mark watches as the Thug opens a container of gasoline.)
THUG: Come on now, douse him.
THUG: Come on, hurry up!
(They douse his body with the liquid. The Second Thug takes out a match book
and rips off a match.)
MARK CHAO: What are you doing? Hey, wait! No!
(The Thug sets the body on fire.)
TONY WONG: (o.s.) Let's get out of here.
TONY WONG: (o.s.) Let's go. Come on!
(Mark watches in shock as his body burns.)
FADE TO
END OF TEASER
ROLL TITLE CREDITS
(COMMERCIAL SET)
FADE IN.
[EXT. HALLIWELL MANOR (STOCK) -- DAY]
[INT. MANOR - KITCHEN -- DAY]
(Piper walks into the kitchen. She carries a slip of paper and a pen in her
hand. She opens the refrigerator and looks at the things inside for a moment.
She closes the refrigerator door and walks over to the desk. She opens the
drawer and finds the SURPRISE PARTY invitations inside and incomplete.)
(She gathers the invitations out of the drawer and sighs as she heads over to
the table to finish them. She adds a bit of confetti to the envelope with the
invitation.)
PHOEBE: Good morning. (She sees what Piper's doing.) What are you doing?
Prue's coming down. Put those away.
(Phoebe heads for the table to hide them.)
PIPER: (exasperated) Phoebe, you were supposed to send these invitations last
week. The party is Friday.
PHOEBE: And we're right on schedule -- the restaurant's reserved, the menu's
selected, the cake has been ordered.
(She hides the invitation envelopes in the drawer.)
PIPER: That's because I did all those things. At least tell me you've managed
to buy Prue something other than your traditional birthday gift.
PHOEBE: What's my traditional gift?
PIPER: A card, three days late.
PHOEBE: Yeah. Well, I decided to break that tradition and start a new one.
PIPER: You bought Prue a gift?
PHOEBE: Mm.
PIPER: Where did you get the money to pay for it?
(The conversation is halted when Prue walks into the kitchen.)
PRUE: Morning.
(Prue walks over to the fridge to get something to drink.)
PHOEBE: Good morning. Hey, I forgot to ask. How was your date with Andy?
PRUE: Great ... until he asked me to spend my birthday at a spa with him.
PHOEBE: Oh, I hate when they do that.
PIPER: For this weekend? You didn't say yes, did you?
PRUE: Well, my body did. Screamed it, actually, but I don't know. I just have
to think about it.
PHOEBE: A weekend of rest, rubdowns, and room service? What's to think about?
(Piper angrily slams her notebook on the table. Phoebe sees Piper's glare and
immediately changes her tune.) I mean, you could be right. Going away with a
guy is like --
PIPER: It's like bringing them home to meet the parents. It changes
everything. And if you're not sure if you're ready to make a commitment or not,
you know, you don't want to send the wrong signal.
PHOEBE: Plus, you need a week to prepare for a weekend away. I mean, there's
lingerie shopping, waxing, manicure, pedicure, I mean, it's basically a full-
time job, and you've already got one. So you'll never be ready. Not even if
you started packing this second.
PIPER: Wow.
PHOEBE: Bottom line, unless you're ready to put your toothbrush next to his,
you shouldn't go.
PRUE: You guys aren't trying to plan another surprise party for me, are you?
PIPER: No. Never.
PHOEBE: We've given up on trying to surprise you, Prue.
PRUE: That's good, because you both know how much I hate surprises.
(Prue grabs her drink and leaves. Piper glares at Phoebe.)
PIPER: Ah ... damn it, Phoebe, if you had sent Andy his invitation, we wouldn't
be in this mess.
PHOEBE: Okay, what are you talking about? You heard Prue. She doesn't want a
party. So you should be glad that I flaked. Besides that, you know as well as
I do she's going to go away with Andy. Now if you will excuse me, I have a
present to pay for, which means I have a job interview.
(Phoebe sweeps out of the kitchen leaving Piper more frustrated than ever.)
FADE OUT.
(COMMERCIAL SET)
FADE IN.
[EXT. HOTEL NEPTUNE BUILDING (STOCK) -- DAY]
[INT. HOTEL NEPTUNE - BAR - DAY]
(Frankie, the hotel manager, shows Phoebe around the hotel bar.)
FRANKIE: No other hotel does psychic readings at the bar. It's kind of our
trademark.
PHOEBE: Well, that's why I'm here. I saw your ad in The Chronicle. I am a
natural born psychic.
FRANKIE: (scoffs) Yeah, right. So what's your act? Tea leaves? Tarot cards?
Crystal balls? What?
PHOEBE: No, I can see the future. I mean, I can't always see it, I never
actually know when it's going to work. Usually when I touch someone, or I'm in
the same general area as them. It's kind of hard to explain.
(Unconvinced, Frankie looks past Phoebe intending to brush her aside.)
FRANKIE: Next.
PHOEBE: No, wait. Frankie. (Phoebe grabs him.) Hold it. (He stops.) I see
it. You're having dinner with a blonde woman. She's gorgeous, all over you.
Then some redhead shows up. You look surprised. Ooh. She looks pissed.
(shocked) Your wife!
(Frankie smiles. He turns around and looks at Phoebe.)
FRANKIE: When can you start?
CUT TO:
[EXT. BUCKLAND AUCTION HOUSE (STOCK) - DAY]
[INT. BUCKLAND AUCTION HOUSE - PRUE'S OFFICE -- DAY]
(Prue is on the phone with Piper and looking at a painting at the same time.)
PIPER: So did you make your mind up about Calistoga?
PRUE: I don't know. I keep thinking it's a bad idea, but then I think, well,
what's the big deal? It's not like we haven't already slept together.
INTERCUT WITH:
[INT. MANOR - KITCHEN - DAY]
(Piper's on the phone as she finishes the invitations.)
PIPER: I think you should go ... on Saturday.
PRUE: On Saturday, why? Piper, you promised no surprise party.
PIPER: It's not what you think. It's Phoebe. She bought you a present.
PRUE: Phoebe doesn't give presents. She gives cards three days late.
PIPER: Not this year. Surprise. And she really wants to give it to you
Friday, so could you please just ask Andy about leaving on Saturday instead?
PIPER: You have no idea how much Phoebe has put herself through. She even -
(Piper picks up the newspaper.) -- she even got a job and everything.
(The ad circled in the newspaper reads:
PSYCHICS WANTED
(415) 555-0163
PRUE: Hey, I'll ask, if I decide to go. So what kind of job did Phoebe get?
PIPER: Don't know. Got to go. Ciao.
(Piper hangs up. She looks at the newspaper and sighs.)
CUT TO:
[INT. HOTEL NEPTUNE - BAR - DAY]
(Open on a large poster board advertising THE AMAZING PHOEBE, Psychic
Revelations. A photo of Phoebe in a genie costume graces the center of the
board.)
(Phoebe is sitting at the bar with a middle-aged woman. On the center of the
table is a large glass for cash tips.)
PHOEBE: You're in a large room with lots of other people. With lots of other
women.
WOMAN: Go on.
PHOEBE: You're standing at a podium. No. Wait. You're on a scale. (giggles)
Oh, it's a weight watchers meeting. Ooh, honey, it looks like you've gained
some weight.
WOMAN: That's impossible. I only cheated once this week.
(Offended, the woman gets to her feet.)
PHOEBE: No, no. I'm not judging. I'm just seeing.
WOMAN: You're a fraud. That's what you are. I've never been so insulted in my
life. I want my $20 back.
(The woman reaches for her money, but Phoebe snatches the glass out from her
reach.)
PHOEBE: No way! I saw you. You know I saw you. (The woman scoffs, then walks
away.) Hey, you want me to lie next time? Just say so!
(Piper walks up to Phoebe.)
PIPER: Phoebe!
PHOEBE: Piper. Ha. (She puts the glass back down on the table.) I am so
busted aren't I?
PIPER: Are you out of your mind again?
PHOEBE: No. I'm the Amazing Phoebe.
PIPER: This is not funny. Our powers are supposed to be a secret, not a
marketable job skill.
PHOEBE: Relax. They didn't hire me because they think I'm a witch. They hired
me because they think I'm a psychic.
PIPER: Hair-splitting. You know you can't use your powers for personal gain.
Not without consequences.
PHOEBE: No, but it's for Prue. It's not for me. It's to pay for her present.
It's completely selfless. Besides, this is the last place anyone would expect
to find a real psychic. Believe me.
(Mark walks up to them.)
MARK CHAO: (interrupts) Which one of you is the psychic?
PIPER: She is.
PHOEBE: Oh, I am.
MARK CHAO: You can see me? Both of you?
PIPER: Of course we can see you. Now back off.
MARK CHAO: Oh, thank god. I've tried communicating with every psychic in the
city. Y-you were my last chance.
(The manager walks up to them.)
FRANKIE: Phoebe. What are you doing? You've got customers waiting.
MARK CHAO: (interrupts) Okay, listen to me. You're the only ones who can help
me.
PIPER: (to Mark) Excuse us. We're trying to have an argument here.
(Frankie turns to look who Piper's talking to, but sees no one there. He looks
back at Piper.)
FRANKIE: Who are you?
PHOEBE: Uh ... she's just leaving. Bye. Go. Now.
(Piper turns and leaves. Mark, not one to miss the opportunity, follows her out
of the hotel.)
MARK CHAO: (o.s.) Wait a minute. I need your help.
PIPER: (o.s.) Yeah? Talk to the psychic.
[EXT. HOTEL NEPTUNE - SIDEWALK - DAY - CONTINUOUS]
(Piper and Mark walk out of the hotel.)
MARK CHAO: Please, I'm begging you. I was murdered last night. I can prove
it.
PIPER: Stop harassing me, buddy.
MARK CHAO: Please, I'm desperate. You got to help me.
PIPER: Leave me alone, or I'll call the police. (to the woman) Can you
believe this guy?
(The woman walking by turns and sees Piper talking with no one. Piper continues
to walk toward her car.)
MARK CHAO: All you have to do is come with me to Chinatown and see for yourself.
PIPER: All right. That's it. Look, either back off or -- look out!
(Piper shouts out a warning to Mark, but he doesn't see the bike rider riding
toward him. The bike rider passes clear through Mark.)
(He turns to look at Piper.)
MARK CHAO: Now do you believe me?
PIPER: Oh, my god. I can see you, but no one else can.
MARK CHAO: I'm dead. I'm a ghost.
CUT TO:
[EXT. QUAKE (STOCK) - DAY]
[INT. QUAKE - RESTAURANT -- DAY]
(Prue walks into Quake and sees Andy sitting at a table with a tall, blonde-
haired woman.)
ANDY TRUDEAU: So this little boy says to his girlfriend, he says, "if you let
me kiss you, I'll show you my brass belly button."
(The woman giggles.)
ANDY TRUDEAU: So he leans over and he gives her a kiss, right on the cheek.
(Andy leans forward and kisses the woman on her cheek. Prue walks up to the
table interrupting them.)
PRUE: Hi.
ANDY TRUDEAU: Prue.
PRUE: Um, I tried calling the station house for you. They said that you would
probably be here. Hi.
SUSAN TRUDEAU: Hi.
(Andy stands up and makes the introductions.)
ANDY TRUDEAU: Oh. Prue, this is, um -
SUSAN TRUDEAU: Susan. Susan Trudeau. Nice to meet you.
PRUE: Pleasure. Trudeau. Sister?
ANDY TRUDEAU: No. Actually--
SUSAN TRUDEAU: Wife.
(Andy chuckles. Prue turns and leaves.)
ANDY TRUDEAU: Uh, ha. Ex-wife.
(Andy follows Prue.)
ANDY TRUDEAU: Prue, wait. I can explain.
PRUE: Don't bother.
(As she heads out, she sees the dessert cart. She uses her power and moves the
dessert cart behind her and into Andy's path.)
ANDY TRUDEAU: No, it's not what you think. We divorced -
(Andy doesn't see the cart and trips over it, falling to the floor making a
mess.)
CUT TO:
[EXT. CHINATOWN - STREET/ALLEYWAY -- NIGHT]
MARK CHAO: (o.s.) Thanks for helping me.
PIPER: When you wouldn't leave my front door step, you didn't leave me much of a
chance.
(Mark leads Piper into the alleyway where he was murdered. It's very dark and
spooky.)
PIPER: (hesitant) Maybe this isn't such a good idea.
MARK CHAO: Please, I don't have much time. Somebody has to find my body before
it's too late.
PIPER: Too late for what?
MARK CHAO: It's a Chinese myth. At least I always thought it was a myth.
It's called da hoi, when the gates of hell open. We're almost there.
PIPER: The gates of hell? I don't understand.
MARK CHAO: If the gatekeeper, Yama, captures my soul before my body's properly
buried, he'll take me to hell. Forever.
PIPER: But you said you were murdered. How can--
MARK CHAO: Yama doesn't care about good or evil. He just wants souls. I
should've listened to my mother.
(They reach the spot. Piper looks down and gasps. The body is burned to a
crisp and not recognizable.)
PIPER: Is that you?
(At the far end of the alleyway, a white mist rises. Through the mist, an
ancient asian figure appears -- in costume, riding an armored horse and carrying
a large staff.)
(Mark turns and sees the figure galloping toward them.)
MARK CHAO: Yama.
PIPER: Yama? (Piper turns and sees him.) Well, then ... run.
MARK CHAO: It's too late. You better go. (shouts) Run!
(Piper waves her hands and freezes Yama.)
MARK CHAO: What happened?
PIPER: I'm a good witch, remember?
MARK CHAO: But how?
PIPER: I don't know. I panic, I put up both hands, and bad things tend to
freeze.
MARK CHAO: For how long?
PIPER: Not very. Let's go.
(They both turn and run out of the alleyway. As soon as she disappears from
sight, Yama unfreezes. He points his long staff and gallops down the alleyway
and stops near the body.)
(He turns his head and in the blacked holes of his warrior's mask, his eyes glow
eerily.)
FADE OUT.
(COMMERCIAL SET)
FADE IN.
[EXT. HALLIWELL MANOR (STOCK) - NIGHT]
[INT. MANOR - HALLWAY -- NIGHT]
(Phoebe pounds on the bathroom door.)
PHOEBE: Prue, you can't do this. Piper's going to be crushed.
(Piper appears in the hallway.)
PIPER: (puzzled) I'm going to be crushed?
(Prue opens the bathroom door. She's in a bath towel.)
PRUE: The surprise party is off.
PIPER: What party?
PHOEBE: She's on to us. The restaurant called while we were out.
PIPER: Oh. Is that why you were so upset earlier?
PRUE: Let's just say it hasn't been a great day.
PHOEBE: Does it have anything to do with why Andy's been calling all night?
MARK CHAO: Piper, where'd you say today's paper was?
(Mark steps into the hallway looking for Piper. He stops when he sees Prue.)
PRUE: Hey, I'm practically naked here!
(He turns his head, but doesn't leave.)
MARK CHAO: Whoops. Sorry.
PHOEBE: What's the drunk from the hotel doing here?
MARK CHAO: The name's Mark, and I'm not a drunk.
PIPER: He's a ghost.
PRUE: Excuse me. A what?
PIPER: A ghost. He was murdered, and he obviously needs our help. Why else
would we be able to see him?
(Phoebe tries to use her jacket to cover Prue.)
PHOEBE: Well, he can see us. That's for sure.
PRUE: Hey.
MARK CHAO: (mutters) Of all the days to be a dead man.
PHOEBE: You sure this guy's really a ghost?
(Piper tosses the mug to Mark. It passes right through him and smashes on the
floor behind him.)
PIPER: Positive.
FADE TO:
[INT. MANOR - KITCHEN - NIGHT - LATER]
(Phoebe, Piper and Prue discuss Mark.)
PHOEBE: So, how do we know that the guy doesn't really belong in hell?
PIPER: Because we can see him. He's one of the innocent we have to protect.
PRUE: Protect from what? He's dead.
PIPER: All we have to do is get Mark's family to give him the proper burial,
and then he can move on to wherever it is he moves on to.
PRUE: Okay, so I'll call the police and let them know where the body is.
PIPER: I already did. I just want to give them a little time to notify Mark's
mom before I go and talk to her.
PHOEBE: Talk to her? And tell her what? That you're a witch in touch with the
ghost of her dead son?
PIPER: No. I'm just going to try and get her to have a funeral as soon as
possible before Yama gets Mark's spirit.
(The phone rings. Phoebe answers it.)
PHOEBE: Hello. (She turns away and lowers her voice.) Oh. Hi. I can't really
talk right now. It's important? Ok, I'll be at the hotel in a little while.
All right. Bye. (She hangs up.) That was my new boss calling. I got to run.
(Phoebe leaves the kitchen. Prue gets to her feet.)
PRUE: Um, ok, so, so, when you called the police you didn't talk to Andy, did
you?
PIPER: No. It was anonymous. Why? Did you decide to not go away with him?
PRUE: Actually, I decided to go, until I went to tell him and found him having
dinner with his ex-wife.
PIPER: His what?
PRUE: Yeah, I mean, uh, you would think that he would've remembered to reveal
that little fact before we jumped in the sack.
PIPER: Well, what did he say? Why didn't he tell you?
PRUE: I don't know. I didn't hang around long enough to ask.
(Mark sticks his upper body through the kitchen door.)
MARK CHAO: How's it going in there?
(Prue turns her head from the sight.)
PRUE: Aah.
(Piper covers her eyes and sighs.)
MARK CHAO: Sorry.
(Mark retreats back through the door.)
PRUE: You know? Don't these guys knock?
(They both shake their heads.)
CUT TO:
[INT. HOTEL NEPTUNE - BAR -- NIGHT]
(Frankie fills Phoebe in on the client he wants her to read.)
FRANKIE: Look, the guy's staying in the grand suite. He could be a sultan, I'm
not sure. Anyway, that's why I called. Make this bozo's night. Read his
future. Tell him something good, and he'll extend his stay. Guaranteed.
PHOEBE: Look, like I said, I don't always know when my psychic switch is going
to be in the up position.
FRANKIE: I have the utmost confidence in you, Phoebe, baby. I don't know how
you do it, but keep it up, and you'll always have work here.
(Phoebe smiles. She turns and sees the man at the counter finish his drink,
grab his things and leave. He forgets his wallet on the table.)
PHOEBE: Oh! Oh, excuse me, sir. Y-you forgot your -- ohh.
(Phoebe picks up the wallet and promptly has a premonition.)
(Quick flash of: The man walks out of the hotel. He walks down the front
steps. As he crosses the street, he drops his briefcase. He leans forward to
pick it up and a car approaches him from behind. The car horn blares. He turns
and looks up, but it's too late. The car hits the man.)
(End of premonition. Resume to Phoebe.)
FRANKIE: You okay? What's the matter?
PHOEBE: (hesitates) Nothing. I, uh ... nothing.
(Phoebe looks down at the wallet in her hands.)
CUT TO:
[EXT. HALLIWELL MANOR (STOCK) - NIGHT]
[INT. MANOR - LIVING ROOM -- NIGHT]
(Mark sits in front of the television set. He tries to turn it on and watches
as his finger passes clear through the set. It's a strange experience for him
... to be dead.)
(Piper walks into the room carrying a blanket. She pauses as she watches him.
He turns and sees her.)
MARK CHAO: Still new to me. I keep forgetting I'm -
(He can't say it. He sees the blankets and stands up.)
MARK CHAO: Those for me?
PIPER: Yeah. Uh, stupid question -- do ghosts sleep?
MARK CHAO: I don't even get cold anymore.
PIPER: Sorry.
MARK CHAO: Oh, it's okay. It's the thought that counts. I guess, um, it's
finally sinking in, what's really happened. What I've lost. No more sucking
down a bucket of oysters at the Wharf, playing pickup ball with friends, coming
home and ... hearing my mother's voice on the machine -- nagging 'cause I
haven't married a nice Chinese girl.
(Piper smiles as she hears the wistfulness in his voice.)
PIPER: Your mom means a lot to you, huh?
MARK CHAO: She's a great friend. Was. (Mark sits down.) It was just me and
her after my father died. Taught me everything I know. Especially how to cook.
Mom's a great cook.
PIPER: My grams taught me how to cook. Actually, I loved it so much I became a
chef.
MARK CHAO: Really? Ever make a Peking Duck?
PIPER: No. You?
MARK CHAO: It's a piece of cake. Mom told me I could've been a great chef if I
hadn't sold out to the molecular biology program at Stanford.
PIPER: So you can make Peking Duck and clone DNA?
MARK CHAO: The duck's harder.
(They share a laugh. She sits down.)
PIPER: Well, I can talk about food all night long.
MARK CHAO: Yeah? Well, I can talk about it forever.
(They laugh.)
CUT TO:
[EXT. SAN FRANCISCO CITY LIGHTS (STOCK) - NIGHT]
[INT. HOTEL NEPTUNE - HALLWAY -- NIGHT]
(Phoebe paces the hallway floor waiting for Mr. Correy to show up. He turns
into the hallway and stops in front of his door.)
PHOEBE: Oh, Mr. Correy, thank goodness. Uh, I need to talk to you.
NICK CORREY: You do?
PHOEBE: Yeah.
NICK CORREY: Me? Oh, hey, you're that psychic, right?
PHOEBE: Yeah, right, look--
NICK CORREY: Is that how you knew my name?
PHOEBE: No. Uh, yes. Did you get the note that I left for you?
NICK CORREY: That note warning me not to go outside? That was you?
(irritated) You get your jollies out of trying to scare people, or is--is that
how you drum up business?
(He turns to go into his room.)
PHOEBE: What? You don't understand. I--
(The door opens and Mrs. Correy steps out into the hallway.)
MRS. CORREY: Honey, where do you want to eat?
PHOEBE: Hi.
MRS. CORREY: What's she doing here?
NICK CORREY: She sent the note.
PHOEBE: It's not what you think. Look here, when I picked up your wallet-
(She holds up the wallet to show him.)
NICK CORREY: You stole my wallet?
(He grabs the wallet from her.)
PHOEBE: I didn't steal your wallet.
MRS. CORREY: I don't know what you want, but just stay away from us. You
understand?
(The Correys turn to leave.)
PHOEBE: But he's going to die.
(They step into the elevator. They both turn and stare at her.)
PHOEBE: Ah, that didn't come out right.
(The elevator door starts to close. Phoebe puts a hand out and stops it.)
PHOEBE: Ooh. Look, I can't tell you how I know this, but, I swear, if you go
outside you're going to get run over by a pink-- wait. You don't have your
briefcase. That's good. That's really good. It doesn't happen without your
briefcase.
NICK CORREY: Leave us alone, or I'm going to call hotel security.
(Nick Correy pushes the elevator door button and the doors close on Phoebe.)
CUT TO:
[EXT. BUCKLAND AUCTION HOUSE (STOCK) - DAY]
[INT. BUCKLAND AUCTION HOUSE - PRUE'S OFFICE - DAY]
(Prue opens her office door and finds a bouquet of flowers on her desk. She
pushes the door behind her and walks into the office. Standing behind the door
near the wall is Andy. Prue hasn't seen him yet.)
(She leans in and smells the flowers. Andy pushes the door closed.)
ANDY TRUDEAU: Hi.
PRUE: You, of all people, should know that bribery is a crime.
ANDY TRUDEAU: Apologizing isn't, is it? Look, Prue, I'm sorry I didn't tell you
I was married before. I should have. I was going to.
PRUE: Really? When? Before or after the door to our adjoining rooms swung open
this weekend?
ANDY TRUDEAU: Okay, I deserve that.
PRUE: I don't understand how you couldn't have found the time to tell me,
unless you really were trying to hide it from me.
ANDY TRUDEAU: Come on, Prue. You know me better than that.
PRUE: Do I?
ANDY TRUDEAU: Prue, it was an innocent dinner. That's all. I've got an ex-
wife and I don't hate her. Is that so horrible?
PRUE: No. No, it's not. But not being honest and telling me up front is.
ANDY TRUDEAU: Which I've already apologized for. Why are you trying to turn
this into something it's not? (His instincts kick in and he focuses in on Prue.
She starts getting uncomfortable.) What's really bugging you, Prue? (She
doesn't say anything. She can't even meet his eyes.) Looks like I'm not the
only one trying to hide a secret.
(Andy turns and leaves the office.)
CUT TO:
[EXT. CHAO'S RESIDENCE -- DAY]
(Piper and Mark arrive at the house. Piper walks up the porch and rings the
bell. She turns to Mark.)
PIPER: Are you sure this is going to work?
MARK CHAO: If you speak her language, she'll trust you.
(Mrs. Chao steps out of the house.)
MRS. CHAO: Can I help you?
MARK CHAO: (in Chinese) Ni-hao. [subtitled] Hello.
PIPER: (repeats in Chinese) Ni-hao. [subtitled] Hello.
MARK CHAO: (in Chinese)
PIPER: (repeats in Chinese) [subtitled] My name's Piper
MARK CHAO: (in Chinese)
PIPER: (repeats in Chinese) [subtitled] I need to talk to you.
MRS. CHAO: (in Chinese) [subtitled] You - speak Chinese?
(Piper turns to look at Mark. She has no clue what Mrs. Chao just said. Mrs.
Chao sees Piper turn. She looks at the sidewalk and sees no one there.)
MARK CHAO: Uh, berlitz. (in Chinese)
PIPER: (repeats in Chinese) Berlitz. It's about Mark.
(Mrs. Chao reaches for Piper's hands. She's worried about him.)
MRS. CHAO: (in Chinese) You know where he is?
MARK CHAO: (confused) She asked if you know where I am?
PIPER: (in English) Wait. You -- you don't?
MRS. CHAO: (in English) No, and I'm worried sick. I haven't heard from him
since his birthday.
MARK CHAO: What, the police haven't notified her yet?
PIPER: How's that possible? I mean, that he hasn't called yet.
MRS. CHAO: I don't know. It's not like him. When did you last see him?
PIPER: (hesitates) Um, well ...
MARK CHAO: Piper, you have to tell her. You have to tell her where my body is
so she can bury me.
(Again, Piper turns to look at Mark. Mrs. Chao also turns but sees no one.)
PIPER: I can't. (to MRS. CHAO) I can't remember the last time, actually, but
if I see him or hear from him, I'll let you know.
(Piper turns and walks down the front steps.)
MRS. CHAO: Thank you. Thank you.
(Mark stops her.)
MARK CHAO: You can't walk away, Piper. You have to tell her.
(Mrs. Chao turns and heads back inside the house. Desperate, he chases after
her.)
MARK CHAO: Mom. No!
(He runs up the steps and heads for the front door. He's immediately stopped by
a force shield. He falls back to the ground. The eyes of the lion amulet
hanging on the nail on the door frame glows and fades.)
PIPER: What happened?
MARK CHAO: She's got the house protected against ghosts. All the Chinese fairy
tales she told me growing up are true, and I'm going to burn in hell.
FADE TO:
[EXT. HALLIWELL MANOR (STOCK) - NIGHT]
[INT. MANOR - KITCHEN -- NIGHT]
(Prue is scrubbing the stove when Phoebe walks into the kitchen.)
PHOEBE: Man trouble?
PRUE: I don't want to talk about it. By the way, where were you last night?
(Phoebe walks over to the table and grabs a pair of latex cleaning gloves and a
cleaning sponge.)
PRUE: Something wrong?
PHOEBE: I don't want to talk about it.
(Phoebe puts the gloves on.)
PRUE: Ok, you never clean, and you'll talk about anything. What's up?
(Phoebe starts scrubbing.)
PHOEBE: Nothing.
(Concerned, Prue reaches over and stops her.)
PRUE: Phoebe.
PHOEBE: Okay. I had a premonition. A really bad one, too. I saw a guy getting
run over by a pink cadillac.
PRUE: A pink cadillac?
PHOEBE: I know it sounds ridiculous, but it's true. I saw it, and I don't know
what to do about it.
PRUE: Did you warn him?
PHOEBE: Yeah, I tried. He thought I was out of my mind, thought I was stalking
him or something. I mean, how do you tell a complete stranger that you know
they're going to die?
PRUE: Where is he now?
PHOEBE: (sighs) The Hotel Neptune.
PRUE: Oh, what were you doing there?
PHOEBE: I knew you were going to ask that. I wanted to get you a really great
birthday present to make up for all those cards, so I got a job at the hotel as
their lounge psychic. Go ahead. Yell at me.
PRUE: Phoebe, you have to save him. You can't let him out of your sight.
PHOEBE: Oh, don't worry. I waited until he went to sleep, and then I broke a
key off in his door to lock him in. He's safe till morning.
(Phoebe waits for the rest, but Prue returns to scrubbing the stove.)
PHOEBE: (confused) Hey, wait. That's it? You're not going to get mad at me?
PRUE: You were trying to do something good, and now you're going to get to do
something wonderful. I couldn't ask for a better birthday present than that.
(In the background, we hear the front door open and close. Piper and Mark walk
into the kitchen.)
PIPER: You guys have to see this.
MARK CHAO: They found my body.
(Piper turns the television set on.)
REPORTER: (from tv) Although police reported that the body was burned beyond
recognition,
MARK CHAO: It's finally over.
REPORTER: (from tv) ... personal effects found at the scene preliminarily
identify him as Tony Wong, head of the Chinatown triads.
MARK CHAO: Hey. That can't be! That's the guy who killed me.
REPORTER: (from tv) ... Wong, who was a suspect in two gang-related slayings
last year...
(Phoebe gets a premonition.)
(Quick flash of: Tony Wong sits in his office filling his gun with bullets.
End of premonition. Resume to Phoebe.)
PHOEBE: Oh, no. Wait. I see him. Wong. He's still alive.
MARK CHAO: Of course he's still alive. That's me they found.
PRUE: Can you see where he is now?
(Phoebe concentrates on the premonition and she receives it again.)
(Quick flash of: Tony sits in his office. Behind him is a sign with two
Chinese characters on it. Tony stands up and leaves. The premonition lingers
on the sign. End of premonition. Resume to Phoebe.)
PHOEBE: I--I see a sign. Uh, quick, give me a pen.
(Piper gets a pen out of the drawer.)
MARK CHAO: I don't understand why Wong would want to kill me. I never did
anything to him.
PRUE: Yeah, but you look a lot like him. Maybe he used you to fake his own
death.
(She writes the characters on the palm of her hand and shows it to Mark.)
PHOEBE: What does that mean?
MARK CHAO: Wu Han imports. It's a warehouse over in Chinatown.
FADE TO:
[EXT. CHINATOWN BUILDING (STOCK) -- DAY]
[INT. WU HAN IMPORTS - OFFICE - DAY]
(Piper and Mark walk into the office.)
MARK CHAO: I don't know about this, Piper. I think it's too dangerous.
PIPER: It's your only chance.
(Piper and Mark make their way up the stairs to the second floor office.)
MARK CHAO: Piper, listen to me. You don't want to go up there. Those men
pulled the trigger on me without even thinking. They'll kill you.
PIPER: I can freeze things, remember?
MARK CHAO: But there are three thugs in there.
PIPER: Keep talking.
MARK CHAO: With guns.
PIPER: Even better.
MARK CHAO: Wait, wait, wait. He's got an amulet on the door. I can't go in.
(Piper reaches up and takes the amulet off the door. She tosses it to the
ground below. Problem solved.)
MARK CHAO: Never mind. Aren't you scared?
PIPER: Terrified. Trust me, that's a good thing.
(Taking a breath, Piper rushes into the office.)
[INT. WU HAN IMPORTS - SECOND FLOOR OFFICE - DAY - CONTINUOUS]
(The door bursts open and Piper runs into the office. The four men in the
office turn around. Tony Wong holds out his hands.)
(Piper sees them and gasps. She freezes them.)
PIPER: Ok. Whew. We got to hurry.
(Piper puts the newspaper on Tony Wong's open hands. The headline reads: TONY
WONG FOUND DEAD. She steps back and holds up the camera.)
PIPER: Say cheese.
(She snaps the photo and everyone unfreezes. She sees them move, screams, turns
and runs out of the office)
MARK CHAO: Run!
(Tony looks down at the newspaper in his hands.)
THUG: Come on.
THUG: Let's get her.
(The four of them run out of the office after Piper.)
[EXT. CHINATOWN - STREET IN FRONT WU HAN IMPORTS - DAY -CONTINUOUS]
(Piper runs for her car. She gets in and starts the engine.)
(Tony Wong and his thugs step out into the street. They point their guns at
Piper's retreating car, license #3B583Y8, as they wave the bystanders away.)
THUGS: Move! Move!
(As she drives away, Tony Wong writes down her license number.)
FADE OUT.
(COMMERCIAL SET)
FADE IN.
[EXT. POLICE DEPARTMENT - PARKING LOT -- DAY]
(Piper walks out of the police department. She meets up with Mark and they
slowly make their way to her car.)
PIPER: Ok, all set. I snuck the photograph into Andy's interoffice mail.
MARK CHAO: My afterlife's in the hands of a cop named Andy.
PIPER: He's an inspector, and he's very good, Mark. After he sees Wong is
alive, he'll know exactly what to do.
MARK CHAO: Busts Wong maybe, but that doesn't help me. They won't have any way
of identifying the body as mine.
PIPER: I put your name in with the picture. Andy'll get dental records or
something and match it up. All we have to do is keep Yama away from you until
then.
MARK CHAO: I don't know what to say.
(Piper opens the door for Mark.)
PIPER: Don't say anything. I made you a promise, didn't I?
(On the other side of the parking lot, Andy gets out of his car. He takes a sip
from his coffee cup, turns and sees Piper standing by her open car door.)
(He makes his way toward her.)
PIPER: As much as I like you, I have no intention of joining you.
ANDY TRUDEAU: (o.s.) Talking to yourself, huh?
(Piper turns and sees Andy. She slams the car door shut and smiles
embarrassedly at him.)
PIPER: Andy. Hi. Yeah, it's an old habit. I do it all the time.
ANDY TRUDEAU: My mom used to call it interesting conversations with an
interesting person.
PIPER: Yeah? Interesting.
MARK CHAO: (drawls) Very.
ANDY TRUDEAU: Not that it's not a pleasure, but what are you doing here?
PIPER: Oh, nothing. You know, just ... passing by.
ANDY TRUDEAU: Prue tell you what's going on?
PIPER: No. Well, yeah. I mean, sort of. Kinda screwed up, huh?
ANDY TRUDEAU: Any idea what I should do?
MARK CHAO: (realizes) Oh, that Andy.
PIPER: (automatically to Mark) Yeah.
(Andy turns and looks at who Piper's talking to and he doesn't see anyone.
Piper tries to cover.)
PIPER: (to ANDY) I mean, yeah, um ... hmm. Just give her some space. Let her
work it through.
(She shrugs.)
ANDY TRUDEAU: Yeah, ok. (He gives Piper a hug.) Thanks. Take care.
(Andy turns and leaves.)
PIPER: You, too.
(Piper turns and sees Mark smiling at her.)
PIPER: What?
MARK CHAO: You're really a sweet person, you know that? No, I mean that. I
want to take you somewhere. Something I wanna do for you.
(Piper glances around again, opens the car door and motions Mark to get into the
car. He slips into the car and she shuts the door.)
CUT TO:
[EXT. HOTEL NEPTUNE BUILDING (STOCK) - DAY]
[INT. HOTEL NEPTUNE - LOBBY - DAY]
(The elevator door dings, the doors open and Nick Correy steps out into the
lobby. Phoebe intercepts him.)
PHOEBE: Oh, Mr. Correy -
(He heads across the lobby; Phoebe follows him.)
NICK CORREY: Stay away.
PHOEBE: Please, you have got to believe me.
NICK CORREY: You locked me in my room, didn't you?
PHOEBE: Yeah, but just for your own protection.
NICK CORREY: What do you want, money? Is that what this is, a shakedown?
PHOEBE: No. I'm trying to save your life, for god sakes. Listen to me!
NICK CORREY: You're crazy!
(He heads for the front door. Phoebe has the premonition again.)
(Quick flash of: We hear Nick Correy groan and see the car hit him. He hits
the pavement. End of premonition. Resume to present.)
PHOEBE: If you walk out that door, you're a dead man!
NICK CORREY: (to the bellhop) Call security.
PHOEBE: Mr. Correy, don't do it!
(He turns and leaves. Phoebe runs after him.)
[EXT. HOTEL NEPTUNE BUILDING - FRONT -- DAY]
(Nick Correy glances at his watch and heads to the road. Phoebe runs out of the
hotel chasing after him.)
PHOEBE: Watch out!
(In the middle of the road, he drops his briefcase and leans down to pick it up.
He doesn't see the pink Cadillac driving toward him.)
(The car horn blares. Nick Correy glances up. Phoebe dives and pushes him out
of the way.)
PHOEBE: Mr. Correy!
(They both fall to the pavement as the pink Cadillac drives away. Phoebe picks
herself up.)
(Mrs. Correy rushes over to him.)
MRS. CORREY: Nick!
(They both glance up at Phoebe.)
PHOEBE: That'll be $20. Tip not included.
(Phoebe fixes her jacket. The Correys stare at her. Phoebe turns and leaves.)
FADE TO:
[EXT. CHINATOWN LIGHTS (STOCK) - NIGHT]
[INT. MARK'S PLACE -- NIGHT]
(Piper opens the door and turns on the lights.)
PIPER: This is your place? It's beautiful.
MARK CHAO: Thanks.
(She picks up a book on the desk.)
PIPER: Camus. I'm impressed.
MARK CHAO: Wish I had a chance to finish it. Of course, I could say that about
almost everything, I guess.
PIPER: (reading) "I love this world as a dead world, and always there comes an
hour where one is weary of prisons, and all one craves for is a warm face, the
warmth and wonder of the living heart."
MARK CHAO: I like that part.
PIPER: Me, too.
(She flips through the book.)
MARK CHAO: Listen, if your cop friend comes through, maybe I'll get a chance to
ask Camus himself how it turns out. (She chuckles.) I want you to reach for
something. (He shows her. She takes the box down from the shelf.) Go ahead,
open it.
(She sits next to him on the couch.)
PIPER: What are they?
MARK CHAO: My grandfather's recipes. My dad translated them when I was born.
They've been serving these in my family's restaurant for decades. They're
yours.
PIPER: (surprised) But they belong in your family.
MARK CHAO: I want you to have them, for everything you've done for me. I just
ask one favor: Use them for your sister's surprise birthday party.
PIPER: Prue doesn't want a party.
MARK CHAO: Birthdays are important. I know. I walked out on my last one, and
it never occurred to me that I wouldn't get another. She may not know it, but
she needs to celebrate her birthday. You all do. Don't take it for granted.
CUT TO:
[EXT. HALLIWELL MANOR (STOCK) - NIGHT]
[INT. MANOR - PRUE'S ROOM -- NIGHT]
(Prue is in her bedroom flipping through the television channels. Phoebe opens
the door and walks into the room.)
PHOEBE: Prue, what are you doing?
PRUE: I'm just flicking through channels.
PHOEBE: You don't flick. You never flick.
PRUE: Well, I flick now. Are you okay? You look --
PHOEBE: Awful? (smiles) I know, but I feel fine.
PRUE: Did you warn that guy?
PHOEBE: I did better than that. I saved that guy ... and it was great, too. I
mean, I knew doing it would be good for him, but I had no idea what a rush it
would be for me. I felt so good, and not just about myself, but about
everything -- that even in my own little way, I could make a difference. Can
you believe it's me saying this?
PRUE: What can I say? It's been a week full of surprises.
PHOEBE: Yeah. Speaking of surprises, what are you gonna do about Andy?
PRUE: I don't know. Andy kept something from me, but ... the truth is ... I
keep something from him every day. And it's not like I'll ever be able to tell
him about our secret, so what's the point?
PHOEBE: We're The Charmed Ones, Prue, not The Doomed Ones. We have lives like
everyone else. Call him. Go see him. Do something. Give to get. That is the
secret of life, not our powers.
CUT TO:
[INT. MANOR - FOYER -- NIGHT]
(The front door opens. Piper and Mark walk into the house. Piper closes the
door. Mark is thoughtfully quiet.)
PIPER: You okay?
MARK CHAO: Yeah. I was just thinking ... in walking under the stars -- what's
really up there? What's waiting for me?
PIPER: I don't know. Maybe you can give me a hint when you get there.
MARK CHAO: I don't want this night to ever end. I'm not ready to say good-bye,
Piper.
(Piper feels the same way. She places her palm about an inch away from his
cheek as if to touch him.)
PIPER: Close your eyes. Pretend you can feel my hand on your skin ... that my
touch gives you comfort.
MARK CHAO: No, I ...
PIPER: Just close your eyes.
(He automatically leans forward, she reaches up ... and their lips almost touch
in a pretend kiss.)
(Piper and Mark pull away from each other.)
MARK CHAO: Where were you my whole life?
(Piper chuckles.)
(The front door bursts open. Piper screams. Two of Tony Wong's Thugs grab
Piper.)
MARK CHAO: No!
MARK CHAO: Piper!
THUG: (in Chinese)
THUG: (in Chinese)
(The two thugs pick Piper up and carry her out the front door.)
MARK CHAO: No! Somebody help! Help!
(Helpless to stop them, Mark watches them carry her out of the house.)
(Prue and Phoebe run down the stairs.)
PRUE: What's wrong? What happened?
(Mark runs back into the house.)
MARK CHAO: They took her. Wong's men took Piper.
PHOEBE: Do you know where they took her?
(He shrugs. Phoebe reaches for the phone.)
PHOEBE: I'm calling 911.
PRUE: No. Do it from the car. Let's go. We've got to find her.
(Prue and Phoebe grab their coats as they head out the door. Mark follows
them.)
MARK CHAO: Even if it takes all night.
FADE OUT.
(COMMERCIAL SET)
FADE IN.
[EXT. WU HAN IMPORTS BUILDING (STOCK) -- DAY]
[INT. WU HAN IMPORTS - SECOND FLOOR OFFICE - DAY]
(Piper is tied up in her chair while Tony Wong sits at his desk filling his gun
with bullets.)
TONY WONG: The first time I saw you, I thought you were a ghost.
PIPER: You know, these ropes are really tight. If you could just untie my
hands?
(Tony Wong snaps the gun back into place. He stands up.)
PIPER: Why did you kill Mark?
TONY WONG: I needed his identity. (He grabs a handful of Piper's hair and
pulls back. She grunts.) Who else knows I'm alive?
(She doesn't say anything. He walks around Piper.)
TONY WONG: I ... had plans. I had a boat ready to take me to Hong Kong. I had
a whole new life, but you screwed it all up.
CUT TO:
[EXT. POLICE DEPARTMENT BUILDING (STOCK) - DAY]
[INT. POLICE DEPARTMENT - BULLPEN -- DAY]
(Andy sits at his desk. He picks up the case file folder. The mail person puts
the interoffice mail on his desk.)
ANDY TRUDEAU: Thanks.
(Andy picks up the phone to make a call. As he goes through the file folder, he
absently picks up the envelope in his in tray. He opens it and finds the photo
of Tony Wong with the newspaper.)
(Andy puts the phone down as he stares at the photo.)
CUT TO:
[INT. WU HAN IMPORTS - DAY]
(Mark runs down the stairs just as Prue and Phoebe run into the building.)
MARK CHAO: Quick, they have her upstairs -- look out!
(Prue gasps and squints at the two thugs running toward them.
[INT. WU HAN IMPORTS - SECOND FLOOR OFFICE - DAY - CONTINUOUS]
(Tony hears the commotion down stairs.)
TONY WONG: I'll take her. You shoot anyone who comes through that door.
(He unties Piper as his Thugs run to the door.)
[INT. WU HAN IMPORTS - STAIRS - DAY - CONTINUOUS]
(Prue, Phoebe and Mark rush up the stairs. At the top of the stairs, Prue stops
and blasts the door open.)
[INT. WU HAN IMPORTS - SECOND FLOOR OFFICE - DAY - CONTINUOUS]
(The door opens into two thugs and knocks them out. Tony steps toward, aims his
gun at Prue and fires.)
PIPER: Look out!
(Piper waves her hands and freezes the bullet mid-air. Prue gasps.)
PRUE: Thanks, sis.
(Prue and Phoebe rush over to free Piper.)
PIPER: Right back at you, sis.
MARK CHAO: How long does this last again?
PIPER: Not very.
(Time resumes. The bullet continues and hits the vase near the wall. Tony
turns around and is startled when he finds them behind him.)
TONY WONG: Who are you people?
(Prue uses her power and pushes Tony out the door.)
[INT. WU HAN IMPORTS - FIRST FLOOR -- DAY]
(Tony Wong falls out the door and down the stairs. He lands on the floor. In
the background, we hear sirens approach.)
(Tony scrambles to his feet and runs out the front door.)
[EXT. WU HAN IMPORTS BUILDING -- DAY]
(Andy and a couple of police cars stop in front of the Imports Building just as
Tony Wong runs out the front door.)
(They take up position behind their open car doors, their guns on Tony Wong.)
ANDY TRUDEAU: Police! Freeze!
(Tony holds his hands up for a moment, then takes a shot.)
(Andy fires and shoots Tony. Tony Wong falls to the ground dead. Andy stands
up and keeps his gun on Tony.)
(From the second floor balcony, Piper, Phoebe, Prue and Mark look down at Tony's
body on the road.)
PIPER: I've never seen anybody killed before.
PRUE: Jeremy.
PHOEBE: Javna.
PIPER: (mutters) I mean humans.
PRUE: Come on. We need to get out of here before Andy sees us.
(They turn and leave the balcony.)
(Meanwhile, down below, Tony Wong's spirit leaves his body. He stands up, turns
around and looks back at his body still on the road.)
(Shocked at seeing himself dead, he backs away and heads for the alley.)
(Andy and the other officers cautiously approach the body on the road.)
[EXT. WU HAN IMPORTS BUILDING - ALLEYWAY - DAY -- CONTINUOUS]
(Piper, Prue, Phoebe and Mark head down the back fire escape and into the
alley.)
(As they run out the back of the alley, Mark sees Tony Wong running into the
alley.)
MARK CHAO: Wong!
(The two men stare at each other.)
TONY WONG: But ...you're dead.
MARK CHAO: Yeah. So are you.
(Behind Tony, Yama materializes.)
PIPER: Mark, I think you should get outta here.
(Tony sees Yama and backs away. Mark grabs Tony by the shirt.)
MARK CHAO: Make a wish, you bastard.
(He turns Tony toward Yama and pushes him into the spear. The spear impales his
ghostly form. Tony vanishes into mist.)
(Yama then turns and points his spear at Mark.)
(cc) YAMA: Now ...you are next.
(Piper shouts and stands in between Mark and Yama.)
PIPER: No! You can't take him. He's a good man. He doesn't belong with you.
(Yama's eyes glow green. Prue and Phoebe step up and flank Piper; the three of
them stands between Yama and Mark.)
(Yama's eyes glow as he moves a bit closer to them.)
(As if silently thinking this over, Yama's eyes stop glowing. He lifts his
spear up and vanishes in a golden haze.)
FADE TO:
[EXT. CEMETERY -- DAY]
(Prue, Piper and Phoebe attend Mark's funeral.)
MINISTER: Let us remember, though we gather in sorrow, we are here to celebrate
the joy of Mark's life, and the redemption of his spiritual journey. (cc) Let
us take a moment of silence.
(Mark stands on the side and watches his mother grieve.)
MARK CHAO: All those stories ... all those legends you taught me ... they saved
my soul, mom. You were right.
(Mark walks over to Prue, Phoebe and Piper.)
MARK CHAO: Take it from me, Prue. Don't miss your birthday. Not any of them.
They're precious.
PRUE: I won't.
(Piper looks at Mark.)
MARK CHAO: I wish ...
PIPER: (nods as she cries) I know. Me, too.
(Mark reaches out his hand and places his palm near Piper's cheek. Phoebe and
Prue turn away for a moment.)
MARK CHAO: I'm gonna miss you, Piper.
(Piper smiles at him through her tears.)
(On the other side of the grass, the ghostly figure of an asian man
materializes. Phoebe sees him.)
PHOEBE: Who's that man?
(Mark turns around and smiles.)
MARK CHAO: That's my dad. I guess this really is good-bye.
(Piper nods. Phoebe waves. Mark heads over to the man waiting for him. When
he reaches him, they put their arms around each others' shoulders. They turn
and continue walking. They vanish mid-stride.)
(Piper takes a shuddering breath. Phoebe puts her arms around Piper.)
PIPER: Leave it to me to fall for a dead guy.
(Prue reaches over and holds onto Piper's hand.)
PHOEBE: It's an improvement. At least he wasn't a warlock.
PIPER: Yeah.
FADE TO:
[INT. MANOR - FOYER / MAIN HALL / SITTING ROOM -- NIGHT]
(The front door opens. Phoebe, Prue and Piper return home from the funeral.)
PRUE: You know what? I've changed my mind. I think maybe we should have a
party after all.
PHOEBE: Are you serious?
PRUE: Yeah. Why not? I mean, Mark is right.
(Piper puts her arm around Prue's shoulders and gently leads her over to the
living room.)
PIPER: Well, Prue, I'm glad you said that ...'cause ...
(They turn the corner and find the room filled with guests and decorated for a
birthday party.)
GUESTS: Surprise!
GUESTS: Surprise!
GUESTS: Surprise!
(They clap for her.)
PIPER: (smugly) Did I get ya? I got ya.
PRUE: Yeah, you got me.
(Phoebe holds out the gaily wrapped birthday present.)
PHOEBE : And an actual birthday gift that's paid for. I hope you like it.
(Prue takes the box and gives Phoebe a hug.)
PRUE: I'm speechless.
PHOEBE: Happy birthday.
(Prue turns around and sees Andy standing at the back of the room smiling at
her. She nods at him and smiles back.)
FADE TO BLACK.
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THE END
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TITLE/OPENING CREDITS
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CHARMED
1X04: DEAD MAN DATING
PROD #4398005
ORIGINAL AIR DATE ON WB: 10/28/1998
TRANSCRIBED FROM WB
Starring:
SHANNEN DOHERTY as Prudence "Prue" Halliwell
HOLLY MARIE COMBS as Piper Halliwell
T.W. KING as Andy Trudeau
and
ALYSSA MILANO as Phoebe Halliwell
Created by CONSTANCE M. BURGE
Guest Starring
JOHN CHO as Mark Chao
PATRICIA HARTY as Mrs. Correy
ELIZABETH SUNG as Mrs. Chao
WILLIAM FRANCIS McGUIRE as Nick Correy
JOE HOE as Tony Wong
TODD NEWTON as Yama
Producer: SHERYL J. ANDERSON
Supervising Producer: LES SHELDON
Executive Producer: BRAD KERN
Executive Producer: CONSTANCE M. BURGE
Written by JAVIER GRILLO-MARXUACH
Directed by RICHARD COMPTON
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END CREDITS
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Executive Producer: AARON SPELLING
Executive Producer: E. DUKE VINCENT
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Executive Story Editor: JAVIER GRILLO-MARXUACH
Executive Story Editor: MICHAEL PERRICONE
Executive Story Editor: GREG ELLIOT
Story Editor: CHRIS LEVINSON
Story Editor: ZACK ESTRIN
Associate Producer: PETER CHOMSKY
Co-Starring
SHERRIE ROSE as Susan Trudeau
RANDELLE GRENACHIA as Frankie
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
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Music Editor: NINO CENTURION
Supervising Sound Editor: WILLIAM L. MANGER
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