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- You sure this is the right place?
- It's just as I saw it in my premonition.

Yeah, but you kind of
forced that premonition.

Darryl, will you hurry up?
I got a date.

Where's he gonna be?

At a restaurant downtown.

No, I meant where is
the killer going to be?

Oh, he's gonna be robbing
a pawnshop in the alley.

So exactly how do
we know that he's possessed?

When the phantasm comes
out of him and tries to annihilate us.

Wait, so the perp is not responsible
for the other killings, it's this,

- whatever you call it?
- No, he is.

The phantasm only
possesses bad guys

to make them worse.

Okay, shall we?

She really wants this demon,
doesn't she?

No, she really wants her date.

Okay, go, go.

Okay, well, just make sure
you do your thing

before any annihilating occurs,
okay?

Have we ever let you down?

Go.

Freeze. Police.

Wait, not yet.

Throw the potion.

Mother of God.

Now, now.

- Do you want it?
- No.

You guys saved my life.

That's okay, we put you
at risk, again.

You caught a killer, you saved an
innocent, not bad for a night's work.

I gotta go. Tell Sheila
I said hi, okay?

Yeah. I'll call it in.

You guys better get on
out of here before...

...somebody sees you.

Hey, was that car there before?

Jeez, Paige, relax. You act like
we've never done this before.

Gotcha.

Morning, how was your date?

Good, other than the fact that
he's not the man of my dreams.

- You can tell after one date?
- No, I could tell that because

I see nothing in the future for us
besides sex.

- And I'm not interested in that.
- Sex?

No, wasting my time. Either you're
the father of the child

that I saw in my vision or not.
So I'm moving on.

Can you pass me
the asphodel root, please?

Yeah, what are you,
demon hunting?

No, lunch date. I wanna
make sure I get a hit off

of him before the entr�es come.

No sense wasting
those calories, right?

Wait a second, so now you're trying to
force premonitions on your dates?

It's the quickest way
to find out who I'm looking for.

Does it even matter to you that you're
breaking every

Wiccan rule that exists?

I think after all these years,
I know what I'm doing.

Besides with Piper in Magic School,

we're down a power.
We could use the extra boost.

Maybe, I just hope we don't misuse it.

- There's the Book, do you mind?
- No, knock yourself out.

I've been working some
demonic connections.

I have a theory on who's
trying to turn Wyatt evil.

Oh, a new theory. What's
that, like, the third one this week?

- Are you keeping score now?
- She's grumpy. She hasn't had coffee.

I am not grumpy.

Okay, fine. Maybe a little bit,

but you have to admit you've had
a lot of different theories lately,

and none of them have panned out.

That's why they call them theories.

Do we even get along in the future?

How's Piper?
Have you seen her?

She's good, big. You know, I keep
thinking how weird it's gonna be

to actually see myself being born.

- And how's Leo?
- Leo? Don't know, haven't seen him.

That's because you're
avoiding him still, aren't you?

Chris, he's your father, you have to
talk to him. How are you gonna change

the future if you don't?

That's not the future I came
back to change. Thanks.

Hey, don't look at me, I'm grumpy.

Sheila, what's the matter? Come in,
come in, come in, come in.

What's going on?

- It's Darryl.
- What about Darryl? Is he okay?

They just arrested him...

...for murder.

I don't really know what happened.

- It's all kind of a blur.
- What are you talking about?

It was self-defence, he
shot first, several times.

- He did?
- You don't remember any of that?

Did you get hit on
the head or something?

- Maybe when you pushed him down.
- No, he was fine after that.

Something weird is going on here.

Lieutenant Morris,

I'm sorry, but we really have to
prepare for your arraignment.

It's okay, they're my friends.

Yeah, there's a problem here
because this man is innocent.

- Yeah? How do you know?
- Because I was there...

...driving around in the area.
- Perjuring yourself isn't gonna

help any, lady.

The prosecution's evidence
is overwhelming. Trust me.

Evidence, what evidence?

It's okay. Show them.

Please. Please,
don't kill me. No. Don't kill me.

That's not what happened.

Inspector Sheridan?

- Yes.
- We would like to talk to you.

- Easy.
- Do you have a personal grudge

- against Darryl Morris?
- Morris?

Yeah, we know you faked
the images on the tape.

And we're here to let you know that we
won't watch you frame our friend.

- She's a little upset.
- Yes, I can see that.

- And you are?
- Phoebe. Phoebe Halliwell.

Halliwell.

Your name certainly pops up
in his file plenty.

For the record, I didn't fake anything

because I was there undercover.

And I saw it go down with my own
eyes. I've been investigating Morris

for a few weeks now trying to figure
out why so many of his suspects

over the last five years just vanish

or mysteriously wind up dead.

Now I know.

He takes the law into his own hands.

Excuse me.

- Well?
- If she was lying, I couldn't sense it.

Then how do you
explain what happened?

- Sure hope this works.
- It will.

- Coffee cart.
- Cart away.

Flowers that bring desire
Make them turn into fire

- I see you got our message.
- What do you think you're doing now?

Well, we didn't know how else to
call for you. Figured you weren't listed

- in the Yellow Pages.
- What do you want?

We wanna know why
you framed Darryl Morris.

That was your doing, wasn't it?

Magic was exposed, we were
forced to clean it up.

- Change what was.
- To protect you.

I thought we resolved this the last
time you guys tried to intervene.

We clean up
our own magical messes.

But you didn't even know
about this one.

You didn't realize you
were being followed, taped.

Yeah, but we always manage
to fix these things somehow.

No, you wouldn't have.

That's why we were put on
the case to begin with, it was

- anticipated.
- You know what, I don't care.

If you don't free Darryl Morris, we're
just gonna keep exposing magic and...

This will not be like our
last encounter, Miss Halliwell.

We're under strict orders not to
negotiate with you this time.

Strict orders from whom?

The Tribunal. It's a council
made up of Elders and demons

to monitor magic, to make sure nobody
ever finds out about its use.

At whatever the cost.

Which is why they
created the Cleaners,

and gave them the power
to erase events, memories.

Or in this case, to change them.

Well, it's just part of the
grand design to allow magic to

influence but not take over

- free will.
- It's the thing both sides

could agree upon.

Okay,
so how do we find this Tribunal?

Hey, what are you guys doing here?

- What's wrong?
- It's Darryl.

Our friendly Cleaners
have struck again.

He's in jail for murder.

What, why, what happened?

Someone was in a hurry.

Oh, wait, are we blaming
me for this?

Did we or did we not
catch the demon?

Yeah, but you forced the premonition,
so maybe we could have been

more careful, and maybe we
could have seen that somebody

- was watching.
- We'd have never caught the killer.

All right, guys, this isn't helping.

I know, it isn't.

There's only one thing that will.

Where are we?

Nowhere.

Anywhere.

You don't want to know.

You should know that
the Tribunal is not

like anything
you've ever faced before.

They are not a power
to be trifled with.

- We understand.
- Do you?

You might not like what's been
happening to your friend.

But be aware before you embark
upon this journey that where it ends

might just be worse.

Call them.

What reason have you to
call the Tribunal?

To challenge the actions
of the Cleaners on behalf...

...of the Charmed Ones.
- The Charmed Ones?

But there are only two.

The other is with child.

I assume the sisters will speak
for her in absentia.

Yeah, in absentia,

Your Greatness?

There's four of them,
how do they break a tie?

You don't wanna know.

Your request has been granted.

Barbas.

- What the hell is he doing here?
- You missed me.

Didn't we vanquish you?

To the fires of hell.

I've been granted a temporary
leave of absence

in order to act as
your opposing counsel.

We liked his pitch.

Pitch?

What pitch?

How did he even know about it?

We have the right
to choose anybody we wish.

- Gideon.
- Your Honours, in the interests of fair...

On that fairness issue,
I submit that in order

to expedite matters and to keep
the Charmed Ones honest...

Us honest?

For their own good,

we graphically remind them
as to what

exactly is at stake here
so they do not

foolishly try some trickery

in order to slip away
like they did the last time

they faced the Cleaners.

It is done.

- What is done?
- I'm not sure.

Darryl.

The governor denied the stay.

What stay?
What's going on?

We have accelerated time,

but only for the execution.

Execution?

You have until midnight
to convince us

- or his sentence will be carried out.
- Magic will be protected,

one way or the other.

We didn't know that signing up
for this would put Darryl on death row.

I warned you about
invoking the Tribunal.

Yeah, well, you didn't warn us that

they would call upon
our worst enemy.

Gideon, your case.

Yes, Your Honour, just a few
more moments, if you please.

We don't.

You're the ones
who called for us, proceed.

We called for justice,
not the Demon of Fear.

I don't see the problem
with me being here.

There's a conflict of interest,
and we believe

that the Tribunal
should recognize this.

- I think this is a setup.
- Phoebe.

How dare you question our integrity.

Not yours, theirs.

Barbas has tried to kill us
three times in the past.

Mrs. Joffee?

It's SWA Properties.

Hello, dear.

Thanks so much for coming out.

I know how you kill, but there
are no elevators around here.

Elevators? That's what you think
your greatest fear is?

You mortals need to look deeper.
Down where the real truth lies.

Your greatest fear is losing a sister,
and I get two for one.

The good old days.

- What was that?
- The Circle of Truth. It's enchanted.

It reads thoughts and shows them.
You must be careful.

Maybe you'd better just sit down.

If I may?

It is not my past evils
that's in question here.

What is in question here
is these three witches'

so called right
to be continually cleaning up

- after their own magical asses.
- We have to get out of here.

- We have to figure this out.
- You can't.

If you leave, Lieutenant Morris dies.

Does it really matter
if we were set up?

The point is, we were exposed.

But if we can prove he orchestrated
the exposure, it might.

Go find out what you can, hurry.

Was I boring him?

With all due respect,
if it truly is our case

to present, may I?

To better put this particular situation
into its proper context,

it bears reminding Your Honours
of the long history,

the long successful history,
the Charmed Ones have of

shielding their magical tracks.

If I may show you some examples.

- I'm going.
- No, you can't.

Well, I can't just let
them hang either, Leo.

If it wasn't safe for you before,
it's even less so now

- with Barbas there. Please.
- Well, what about Darryl?

- Does he know what's happening?
- No, I'm not gonna tell him.

I need to concentrate
on proving Barbas' set up.

How are you gonna do that?

I was hoping that you would call
Chris to use his demonic connections.

Why don't you ask him?

Right.

Chris?

Yeah, Mom, what do you...

...need?

We need your help.

The point being,

the Charmed Ones

have never once failed

in their duty to keep

the big secret.

Witness.

I made an appointment with you
at Missing Persons today.

Wait, you want Phoebe
to report Cole as missing?

She has to,
otherwise somebody else will,

and she'll become the prime suspect
in his disappearance.

So you want me to pack up his stuff
so it looks like he left me.

That's right.

We cannot give the police
any reason to suspect foul play.

I mean, technically,
you three did kill him.

Let the object of objection
Become but a dream

As I cause the seen to be unseen

As you've just seen,

Lieutenant Morris whom
the Cleaners would have die

to cover magic is here

instrumental in keeping it protected.

Would you play that hologram
just a tiny bit longer?

Humour me.

Do it.

I just wish I could make the rest
of your pain go away that easily.

So do I.

You murdering witch!

That's not fair, I was
under the influence of evil.

Yes, you were.

But then it seems like
you girls are so often

under the influence of one thing

or another.

Your husband fits
the classic profile of a deadbeat dad.

- Make it go out.
- I can't make it go out!

Phoebe? I mean, fire!

Wait, you're gonna love this one.

So glad you're home.
We have some new floral sketches

- we'd like you to see.
- Now's not really a good time.

They're welcome to come in, Leo.

I've revisited the dinner menu, Piper,
and you are going to be thrilled.

I have some dynamic choices
that l...

I want pigs in blankets.

It's nice to see a bride
who still has a sense of humour

this close to the big day.

No, I want pigs in blankets.

I frankly don't see the relevance of
any of this. It's wholly beside the point.

No, no, no,

that is precisely the point.

The Charmed Ones
are so influenced

by outside forces,

how can we ever expect
to continue to trust them

- to clean up after themselves?
- We cleaned up after each

and every one of those situations.

But how close you came to not.

Continue, Gideon.

Where is Leo?

Barbas escaped the fires
of hell and so did you.

I know he helped you.

Please, I don't wanna go back
down there.

- Don't throw me back down there.
- Chris, I don't

- think this is the best way.
- Last chance, Phinks.

Okay, okay.

Phantasms, we used phantasms.

- How?
- Barbas buddied up to a couple

of them down there. He used them
to do stuff for him, you know,

- since they go back and forth.
- What kind of stuff?

I don't know. I swear I don't know.

But whatever it was, he said that it
could resurrect him somehow.

It could give him new life
permanently too.

He said if he won something.

The case.

He must've used a phantasm

to cut a deal with the demon members
of the Tribunal.

- We need proof.
- What do you think he is?

- A demon, they'll discredit him.
- It's better than nothing.

- It's a waste of time.
- It's the best we've got.

- Then we need to do better.
- Look...

Shoot.

Now look what
you made me do.

Piper, what did you do
with the house?

Oh, my God.

- What have I done?
- The spell, Piper,

- you need to reverse it, fast.
- I'm not sure I can.

Then make us disappear because
this one will be tough to explain.

You can do it, Piper, come on.

Let the object of objection return

So that its existence
May be reaffirmed

Nicely done.

So then despite what Barbas

would have you believe,

regardless of outside influences,

the sisters have always
managed to protect magic.

And therefore based upon
all the evidence,

we ask the Tribunal...
No, we demand

that the Cleaners be forced
to reverse what they have done,

that Lieutenant Morris be freed,

and that the
Charmed Ones be allowed

to do what they have
always done so well,

cover their own tracks, respectfully.

Bravo. Bravo. Really very

compelling stuff, counsel.

In fact I think

that you have just successfully
argued my case for me.

Now what's he up to?

Now, obviously,

this whole
thing has now become

much, much bigger than the simple
case of whether the good lieutenant

bites the dust because,

as we have just seen,

the recklessness displayed

by these three witches

has now become
of epidemic proportions.

Objection. May I remind my
counterpart that this is simply a

question of whether or not the situation
should be reversed. It is not

an indictment
on the Charmed Ones.

Maybe it should be.

This is what he's up to.

Voil�.

They don't have to move.
They can stay for a year.

Ten years.

What about the cockroaches? Are you
gonna do something about them?

First thing tomorrow.
Just please, don't drop me. Please!

Phoebe?

Cole? What are you doing here?

Well, I got a call
from one of the tenants

saying that Wonder Woman
was terrorizing the landlord.

What the hell are you doing?

Well, I'm teaching my buddy here how
important it is to be a better person.

I don't know what's going on here,
but this is not you, literally.

Are you kidding? This is better than
me. This is new-and-improved me.

Now not only can I help my readers,
but I can help the entire city.

- Careful, he's got ears.
- Oh, please, relax.

The only thing he can hear right now
is his blood rushing to his brain.

Okay, Cole, I gotta go.

Because I have a lot
of loyal readers that need my help.

- Okay?
- Okay.

And last but by no means least,

where were the Charmed Ones

to clean up this mess?

All your valuables, all your money!
Hurry up! Watches, wallets...

Come on, nothing's changed.
Give me the money! Hurry up!

That is absurd. That was Cole,
we weren't responsible for that.

- We weren't even there.
- But you were there, Phoebe.

It was your cold rejection of his love

that drove him
to that reckless despair.

So I say

that you are responsible.

Hexes, possession,

evil influences, affairs

of the heart.

I say we're lucky that all
the magic has not been exposed

beyond repair long before now.
If we want to protect

all that we are,

all that this Tribunal stands for,

then I say we should
not be just deciding

the fate
of some, poor pathetic mortal.

No, we should be deciding the fate
of these three

and whether they should
ever be permitted

to practice magic again.

So be it.

Okay, I get the fact that
Barbas used the phantasm

to cut a deal
so he could try the case,

but that still doesn't explain
how he set up the girls.

To get her to possess the killer
so the sisters would get on to him.

But that's only part of it. All right,
how did he even know Darryl was

- under investigation in the first place?
- There is nothing in here

- about phantasms that we don't know.
- Hey.

- Did you listen to a word I just said?
- What?

- Never mind.
- All right, you know what,

this is ridiculous. Okay, it's
obvious you hate my guts, Chris.

I understand. I'm a bad father
in the future, but there's nothing

I can do about that right now. So can
we concentrate on working together

to save Darryl,
to save the girls, please?

- Fine.
- Great. All right, let's start

with what we know, huh?
How about phantasms?

Wait,

that's it.

Phantasms, plural. Phinks said Barbas
buddied up to a couple of them, right?

That means there must be
another one out there for us to find.

Yeah, see? I knew we
could work together.

Yeah.

Are you sure about this?

Yeah, if they're gonna put
us on trial too,

it might be the only
way to save Darryl.

We have to stand on our record.

If all the good we've done in the last
six years isn't good enough,

then nothing is.

Very well.

Your witness.

Well, let's see,

so many holograms,

so little time.

- Barbas.
- Well, l...

I guess I should ask
one of the Cleaners

a few quick questions.

As you wish.

You have been assigned

to watch the Charmed Ones

since they first became witches.
Have you not?

That is correct.

Would Lieutenant Morris
be the first policeman

to die in order
to clean up one of their little

magical messes?

No.

- You okay?
- Yeah.

Oh, my God.

He's dead.

Truly tragic.
That was their sister Prue's

first true love.

Wonder

whatever happened to her.

Don't.

- It's not worth it.
- Anyone else?

Yes.

Inspector Reece.

We had to keep a close watch
on him.

Inspector.

How can I help you?

You can tell me
where to find Cole Turner.

I know he's alive,
and I know he's in town.

- Really?
- Yeah, really.

You wanna know how?
Because his former landlady

was found brutally murdered
at his address.

Oh, my God. That's awful.

Awful like you can't imagine.

I know what you're thinking.

And I know what this looks like.

And I am... I am so sorry

- for what happened to...
- Sorry? Her eyes were open in terror.

Her skull was punctured in two places,
and by the time the police got there,

most of her brain
had spilled out onto the floor.

Be sick, be horrified.

But don't stand there
lying to me and say you're sorry.

I'm gonna find him, Miss Halliwell,
and then I'm gonna bust his ass,

and then I'm gonna bust yours.

And did he find him?

No.

He did not.

Open the gate.

We're real lucky one of
those demons came along

and tied up that loose
end, aren't we?

It's a rhetorical question.

Never mind.

There was another.

An FBI agent.

That's right.

In case you're wondering,
that's just a copy.

Nice way to engender trust,
Agent Jackman.

If I wanted to expose you,
I could have done that six months ago

when that file first crossed my desk.

Expose us as what?

Witches.

It's the only logical explanation
for all the unsolved cases,

the missing persons,
the mysterious deaths.

That is out of context. He was
a witch hunter, he tried to kill us.

The only context I'm interested in is

what happened to yet another

officer of the law?

Witness.

Seems like that stream
of unsolved deaths

left in the Charmed Ones' wake
just keeps right on growing, doesn't it?

So I guess the obvious question is,
how many more inspectors

must die before it comes to an end?

- Another rhetorical question.
- Actually, no.

In fact...

...that is what I think

becomes the salient question

because the deaths could end with
Lieutenant Morris, that's what I think.

What do you think?

Objection.

- Why should we care what he thinks?
- Phoebe.

I care.

Yeah, well, of course, you
care, you're a demon.

I care too.

Well, then never mind.

I think there will always be another...

...Inspector Sheridan to pick
up on their trail.

- Wait a minute.
- Unless...

It ends with Morris.

- What?
- No further questions,

rhetorical or otherwise.

Oh, sorry, did you have
more questions of him?

Yes, as a matter of fact.

No, we're fine.

- Carry on.
- Paige, what are you doing?

Unfortunately for us, ending
the stream of deaths

with Morris only solves
our problem with the past

and does absolutely
nothing to protect us

against our future problems.
So how much longer

can we afford to tempt the gods
of fate

with the recklessness
of the Charmed Ones?

And at what point
does that day finally come

when it's just simply too
late to clean up

after one of their
little magical messes?

And then all of magic

is exposed to the world
forever because of them.

And that, that's the question
you're going to have to answer

because I rest my case.

Gideon?

Nothing further.

We will return with the verdict.

Okay, this better be good.

Leo?

Hey, you guys are speaking now.

Let's not make a big
deal about it, okay?

- Fine, what did you find out?
- That phantasm you vanquished,

- Barbas sent it so you'd follow it.
- Yeah, apparently

he gets a get-out-of-hell-free
card, too, if he wins the case.

- I knew this was a setup.
- But we can't prove it

so we've tried to find
another but we can't...

If it's anywhere, it has to be
inside Inspector Sheridan.

It's the only way Barbas knew she'd be
in the right place at the right time.

Okay, go get her.
Bring her back here, hurry.

Piper, what are you doing here?
How'd you do that?

It's why they call it Magic School.
Come on,

- I'm gonna get you out of here.
- What?

- Right now, let's go.
- What do you mean, just leave?

That's the idea.

- No.
- What do you mean, no?

We'll figure it out,
we'll fix it later.

No, Piper.

I can't.

What if you can't fix this?

What am I supposed to do then?

Run? Hide?

That's not right.

I'm no fugitive.

I'm a cop.

- How did I get here?
- Piper, what are you doing here?

- I don't know.
- Well,

why don't you go back? Go.

She can't.

We have brought
her to hear the judgment.

Since it impacts all of you.

This doesn't look good.

Where the hell is Leo?

As to whether or not
the Charmed Ones shall be allowed

to continue to practice magic,

the judgment is

in favour of the sisters.

But against the lieutenant.

The trail of exposure
must end with him.

I'm afraid it's time.

No, no, no.

- No, please, please, no.
- Baby, baby, baby.

No, no.

Let's go.

You have got to be
kidding me, right?

I mean, you can't
really be doing this.

Phoebe, they have already.

Look, he doesn't care about
protecting magic. All he cares about

is himself and getting
out of purgatory.

So not only did he set us up,
but he set you up too.

Always trying to blame
somebody else, aren't you?

- You son of a...
- Listen, you have to stop this,

do you understand? They haven't
taken your powers. But they still can.

Then let them.

If this is the thanks that we
get for all of our good work,

if this is the way the system works,
then you can keep our stupid powers.

- Paige.
- No, she's right.

If Darryl dies, that's it,
we're done. We quit.

You know, that would solve any
of our future exposure issues,

now, wouldn't it?

You'd have us erase
your memories?

Change all that you know?

All that you are?

If necessary.

Very well.

Get off of me.

What is this?

Where, where am I?

- That's a nice act, it's very convincing.
- Objection.

You cannot bring a mortal
down here, it is outrageous.

Sit down and shut up.

What is the meaning of this?

Watch.

- What now?
- I'm surrounded by idiots.

Guess there's some
cleaning up to do there.

What do you have to say
for yourself, Barbas?

I'm a demon, what do you expect?

Based on the evidence, I beg you to
reverse the decision before it's too late.

Darryl?

Did you forget we were
gonna go out tonight?

It is done.

And as for you, Barbas...

No, wait, wait, wait.

Now, just because

I'm the one that set this whole thing
up does not necessarily mean

that I am not right.

The Charmed Ones
are reckless with magic.

- Oh, please.
- You've seen it, I've seen it,

we've all seen it time after time
and it doesn't even

include what got them into this
whole mess in the first place.

I think that would be you.

No, Phoebe, that would be you.

With your ongoing zeal
to force your premonitions

to short-circuit the process,

take the easy way and for what?

Each and every time it was
for personal gain.

I don't know,
but just seems to me like

it's for selfish behaviour like that,

there's got to be some
consequences or, well,

what's the point?

Phoebe will be stripped
of her powers.

- What?
- Just your active powers.

- Empathy, premonitions.
- Levitation.

You can earn them back.

But only if you're more careful
with your powers.

If you're all more careful.

You can't just say that and leave.

- Gideon, get them back here now.
- No. It's okay.

I mean,
it might be kind of refreshing

to not rely on my powers
so much anymore, you know.

Besides, they're not the only ones
that think I've been misusing them.

Are you sure?

Yeah. Let's get out of here.

Looks like I did just enough
to win the case.

You know what that means?

That means I'm back.

I know, counsellor.

I know.

You're afraid.

And your greatest fear is that
somehow they're going to find out

that you're the one
that's after Piper's son.

But don't be worried.

I won't tell anyone.
I promise.

Nary a soul.