All language subtitles for Charmed s03e08 O, the Tangled Web.eng

Previously on Charmed...

Congratulations, Ms. Vaughn,

you've inherited SafeSpace.

Of course defunding
a free legal clinic

is the board's prerogative.
I just worry that

a decision like that could
negatively impact

the SafeSpace brand.

You're an impressive woman,
Ms. Vaughn.

HARRY:
We know from the revelation spell that these

prehistoric symbols on the stone tablet have something to do

-with your allergy.
-And they match

the symbols left behind
by the Chupa-Alma.

Where the hell did these

extinct creatures
even come from?

HARRY:
Where do you put a bunch of baddies

so they don't wreak havoc
-on everyone? -MACY: A magical Alcatraz.

The Tomb of Chaos.

Who created this thing
and why?

MEL:
You've been trying to kill yourself in your sleep.

ABIGAEL:
That's when my demon form seems to take over.

Wake up!

-Did you see the monster?
-Abi, the monster is you.

♪ Welcome to the future,
the land of the queens ♪

♪ Who do you report to?
That would be me, me ♪

♪ Vision director,
executive chief ♪

♪ In the boardroom, the bedroom
and on the scene ♪

♪ I'm the boss,
don't you think I look dope? ♪

♪ I make the rules... ERIEL: Macy Vaughn?

-Oh, yes, hi, that's me.
-I'm Eriel.

Assistant in Corporate
Communications.

Thanks for being part
of the Shea Group's

Global Give Back Campaign.

Are you kidding?
It's an honor.

Honestly, I was surprised
to be invited. [chuckles]

Apparently you really
impressed them with your

legal clinic proposalfor SafeSpace Seattle.
Yeah?

Huh, wow, I-I have
plenty more ideas. Okay.

-Right this way.
-Hey, is that a Steminist shirt?

Mm-hmm.
I, uh, I make them

to raise money for the charity
I created, Steminist Power.

Steminist Power,
I read about them.

You encourage girls
to go into STEM.

Each one, teach one.

Eriel Asante.

[panel chimes]

Fancy. Voice-activated.
Right.

-Let's set you up, then.
-You-you can do that?

[chime]
It's a day pass.

COMPUTER:
Please state your name.

Macy Vaughn.

So, you gonna beam us up
to the fifth floor, or what?

Macy Vaughn, fifth floor.

Fifth floor.[elevator bell dings]

♪

[liquids bubbling]

This potion should lead us

to the stone tablet's
missing piece,

assuming it'sout there, somewhere.

Well, let's hope so,
because we've exhausted

all the clues
from this half of the tablet,

and we still have no idea
who created the Tomb of Chaos,

or why.

No idea how many
other creatures escaped

-before we closed the rift.
-And no idea

how all this is connected
to your pernicious allergy.

So basically, we have no idea.

Period.

I'm sorry.

I... I'm not trying
to be a downer, I just...

I wish we learned more aboutthe tomb before we got out.

It's not the
sort of place

one lingers. Anyway...

hope springs eternal-ish.

[takes deep breath]

[exhales]: Okay.

[low crackling]

Stone of ole,
the world thy roamed.

Reveal to all

the place called home.

RASPY VOICE:
Okanaga.

[pained groan]

Whoa.

Anything?

Uh, ever heard of...

Okanaga?

The Okanagan Valley.

In British Columbia.

If that's what
you're referring to,

that's rich, fertile ground.

And a rich, fertile history ofwitchcraft, demons and monsters.

Oh. Is that all?

Actually, no.

[whoosh]

Shall we?

♪

Surprise.

Hmm, uh...

party?

Uh, okay, no, um,

you have to say the first thing
that comes to your mind

for the experiment to work.

Ah.
No pauses, no ums.

Really think you can get a bead
on a person's psyche

through a word-association test?

Well, Carl Jung said it can
unravel the unconscious mind,

reveal things you
might be hiding from yourself,

from others.

Cool.

I think.

Okay, I have a lot
riding on this,

so I need you to play nice,

so I can getinto the psyche

of an overachievingsingle child.

All right,
all right, all...

Take it away,
Dr. Mags.

Okay.

-Goals.
-Success.

Winning.

Fun.

Losing.
Painful.

Love.

Loss.

[clears throat softly]

Um, legacy.

Jordan, first thingthat comes to your mind.
Um,

uh...

[phone rings, vibrates]

Uh, sorry, sorry.

Hello.

Hi. Oliver.

Mm-hmm.

Okay, I'm on it.

I'll be ready soon.

[sighs]

I'm... sorry.

I've got a work thing.

I have to finish this interview
today to make my deadline.

I'm sorry, Mags,
I've got my own deadline.

Apparently, one of
the firm's clients

made a specific request
for me to pick up

some legal documents
and get 'em signed.

Wow. Looks like you made
quite the impression on someone.

Yeah.

-But who?
-Guess there's only one way

to find out, right?[chuckles]

By the way...

TBD.

That would have been my last
answer before the phone rang.

Legacy. TBD.

[sighs]:
Where am I gonna find an overachieving single child

on short notice?

Macy,
what'll it be?

Uh, just a green smoothie,
please.

MEL:
So, there are covens in this area

who trace back their lineage
to ancient times,

but they're spread out
over a lot

of square miles.

I wish we had X-ray vision.

[bird cawing]

Har?

Oh, sorry.
Still haven't heard from Macy.

She was so anxious about meeting
the board members today,

she hasn't responded
to my texts.

She's probably too busy
making power moves

in the room where it happens.

In the room where what happens?

You really need
to get out more.

Oh, no doubt.

[woman screams]

Help me!

[gasps]

[panting]

[gasping]

Stay away!

-Whatever you are!
-It's all right.

You're safe.

I'm a Charmed One.

A Charmed One?

And he's a Whitelighter.

Are you hurt?

[breath trembling]

Who did this to you?

Demons.

Let's get her out of here before
they make a return appearance.

The tablet will have
to wait for now.

[groans]

Come on, we have to go.

MAGGIE:
Hey.

How'd it go
with the board?

-Fine.
-Uh,

fine as in "great,"
or fine as in "meh"?

Fine as in "uneventful."

Oh.

Okay. Well,
I'm glad you're back.

I sort of need a favor.

What kind of "sort of" favor?

Dr. Lawrence gave us
an assignment to analyze biases

and assumptions
of certain groups.

I chose
single-child overachievers.

Technically, you did
grow up an only child,

and you're... well, you're
definitely an overachiever...

-Maggie.
-I wouldn't

ordinarily ask,
but Jordan had to bail.

Sorry.

I-I don't want to be
your lab rat right now.

MAN:
Macy?

Oh.

Okay.

It's odd.

I can't seem to heal this.

These demons stole
important family runes from you?

Yes. And I have
to get them back.

Will you help me?

-Please.
-First we need

to figure out how
to heal this wound.

Is there anything else
you can tell us about them?

Um, the leader wears

a jacket
with a crow on the back

and, uh, has a crow tattoo
on her neck.

Goes by the name of Willow.

We thought the Whitelighters
were all gone.

No. Thankfully,
that's not the case.

The bigger question, however,
is why I can't seem to heal

your wound, Kyra.

Did you see
what actually caused this?

[muffled grunting]
Kyra? Kyr...

Kyra?

Kyra. No.

[choking]

MEL:
Harry, what's happening?

HARRY:
She's burning up, and there's nothing I can do to help.

Unless we find
some other cure,

this young woman
is going to die.

[choking]

You sure this is
the right address?

DRIVER:
That is what they gave me, sir.

[sighs]

[elevator bell dings]

♪

[footsteps approaching]

That was an exceedingly
long wait, Jordy.

What game are you playing, Abby?

Truth or dare.

As in I dare you

not to tell me the truth.

[Jordan sighs]

Um, who's this?

And is she okay?

Her name's Kyra.
We found her

while tracking a lead
on the tablet.

I think she was injured
by some sort of poison

or toxin that causes paralysis.

Seems like open season
on witches today.

She's been like
this ever since

she got back
from the board meeting.

I can't find anything helpful
in here.

What are you looking for, Mel?

I've pretty much read it
cover to cover.

Well, a demon attacked Kyra,

but Harry can't seem
to heal the wound.

We need to ...ld on.

A demon did this?

What about Abby's promise?

-No more attacks on witches?
-MEL: I...

don't know.

You know what? We should

just go over there
and vanquish her.

Macy, what's going
on with you?

With me?

You appease Abby

every chance you get, and now,
look, another witch is hurt.

Enough is enough.

The demons that attacked Kyra,
what do they look like?

A young woman with a crow
on her jacket named Willow.

That's all we know.

Macy, where are you going?

To figure out
this demon problem.

Where are you going?

To figure out
the Macy problem.

Scotch? Vodka? Gin?

Pick your poison.

I don't want
poison, Abby.

I want an
explanation.

Simple.
I've hired your firm

to handle all my corporate
real estate holdings.

You should be kissing
my boots,

or any other part of me
you find desirable.

It was a joke, Jordy.

But I needed to get
your attention

since you've
-been ignoring my calls. -Yeah,

I'm done with the whole run-
errands-for-a-demon-overlord-

who-impales-
her-enemies gig.

Oh, so now you're too good
for me, is that it?

Look, Abby, we had
mutual interests before.

I'm trying to walk a
different path now.

Ah, yes,
the road oft taken,

where men and women
of high moral character

lie, cheat, and steal
for their clients.

Enough sparring.

What do you want?

I want to know

every single thing that happened

when you retrieved this...

from my sister.

I already told you everything.

Well, you're not leaving
with those signed documents

until I find the missing piece
of the puzzle.

♪

[phone chimes and vibrates]
Damn it.

What?

Text from Dr. Lawrence.

He said no to the extension.

Your assignment?

I was so close to nabbing
this internship with him,

and now it's all going sideways
because I can't make a deadline.

All right,
what do I have to do?

It's just
simple word association.

We'll be done in no time.

Okay. But you got to keep up.

Okay.

-Happy.
-Sad.

-Green.
-Red.

-Snow.
-Storm.

Uh, work.

Mad.

Mad.

Why are you repeatingafter me?
Don't ask questions.

Just respond honestly.

Mad.

Blindsided.

MACY:
Uh, what's happening?

[flashbulbs popping]

Sorry, I thought you knew
this would be a photo shoot.

No. I...

I-I definitely
would have remembered that.

Miss Vaughn?

I'm so sorry

for all the chaos.

Did you have a question?

Macy, this is
Lori Brewster,

Head of Corporate
Communications, and my boss.

Hi.

-Hi.
-Hi.

I thought I was coming here
to talk about ideas

for global outreach.

Sorry for the confusion.

Every spokesperson
has been assigned

a different
Shea Group initiative.

Yours is the malaria campaign.

-Oh, that-that's wonderful.
-It is.

I'm very excited about it.

I actually know quite a bit
about malaria.

Perfect.

MACY:
It's just, I-I wish

I had been given
some advance notice

about the photo shoot,
Ms. Brewster.

Oh, call me Lori.

I apologize for the mix-up.

But no worries.

You're gonna be great today.

I mean, look at you.

The skin. The hair.

So lovely.

E-Excuse me.

-Lori?
-Yeah.

I was just about to take
Macy to her dressing room.

Yes, perfect.

See you ladies soon.

Did she just...?

Mm-hmm.

MAGGIE [echoing]:
Macy?

Macy?

Where'd you go?
You okay?

Smoke.

What?

Over there.

Where there's smoke,
there's demons. Come on.

♪

JORDAN:
For the last time, Abby, I never saw your sister.

Whatever happened
before I got there

is out of my hands.

Now, just sign these damn papers

and let me go.

I'm afraid I can't do that.

So you're cool

with restraining me here
against my will?

This is false
imprisonment. [chuckles]

I could have you arrested.

You should know by now

that I love restraints,
especially the metal kind.

Come on, Abby,

I have always been straight with
you, so be straight with me.

What do you really want?

I believe my sister put a curse
on this totem

which is causing
my demon form to attack me.

I need to know the origin of
this curse in order to undo it.

So you see, Jordy...

you can't leave...

not until you let me
inside your head

to see everything that
took place that day.

Hold up.

You want to do
a demon mind-meld on me?

Aw, hell nah.

That is not happening.

Then I suppose it's time
to stop playing nice.

I walked through a field
of land mines in Afghanistan.

Think I'm scared of you?

Maybe you should be.

[shuddering]

This theriac doesn't work,
either.

[sighs]
I don't understand.

I've brewed
every poison antidote

-in The Book of Elders.
-Are you sure

-there's nothing else?
-I've used potions

and tinctures from
every magic I know.

Yoruba. Native American.

You name it,
I have tried it.

It doesn't make sense.[Kyra choking]

I have to put her into
a magically induced coma

to stave off the
effects of the toxin.

But she may never wake up.

I'm afraid that's a chance
we'll have to take,

or she's gonna
die right now.

Whoa, Macy.

-Wait up.
-You know, I could swear the smoke was over here.

Damn it.

Why would demons be up here
in the middle of nowhere?

Yeah, who cares
what they're doing here?

They tried to kill a witch.

I'd be happy
-to see them all burn. -Macy,

what happened today?

Seriously?

I didn't pick it.

You know, I...

I really like this.

Hmm?

Mm.

♪ It's about to get hot

♪ Yeah,
you'd like to take a bow ♪

♪ Go ahead and start
the countdown, one ♪

♪ Better get yourself ready
for it, two... ♪

Now we're talking.

Yas, queen.

[laughs]

I'm sorry.

What's this?

Oh, um, Macy wasn't comfortable
in the outfit you picked.

But this was
on the same rack, so....

Don't you think you
should have consulted me first?

Uh...
Oh, no-no, it's not Eriel's fault.

I just, um, I,

I didn't love the fit.

Well, this is
a little buttoned-up.

I was hoping for something
with a little more oomph.

For a malaria campaign?

You know what?

It's fine.

You could wear

a paper bag and still look good.

[awkward chuckle]

[smacks lips]
One last thing.

If you're thinking you'd like
to make any more changes,

I'd appreciate it
if you got my approval first.

Thank you.

♪ And when you've got it,
you know you do ♪

♪ Yeah, you do, you

♪ Yeah, you do...

MAGGIE [echoing]:
Macy?

Macy?

[sighs]
I'm sorry.

-Macy?
-What?

I said I'm sorry
if I upset you.

[shushing]

Check out her jacket.

Jackpot.

[sighs]:
I need better shoes.

Mm...

what if I mix more than
one potion together?

Okay, but which ones?

I don't know. Uh...

Wait, what if I combine
all of them?

A perfect storm elixir?

Well, it could work,
or it could make things worse.

But if I don't do anything,
she dies.

Only a demon
would concoct a poison

that shuts down a person's
organs one by one.

Yes.

It's quite brutal.

No, it's barbaric.

And just like something
Abby would do.

[grunts softly]

Mel.

Look. It's working.

Maybe. But for how long?

Macy's right.

Abby's in charge.

She needs to be held accountable
for what these demons have done.

She's going to tell me what's in
that poison and how to fix it.

Now.

[portal whooshing]

Mel.

[whooshing]

You almost burnt my 'fro.
Not cool.

Not playing, Jordy.

Give me what I want
or I will destroy you.

Seriously, Abby?

What the hell?

Since when do you show up
at my apartment unannounced?

Since you declared
open season on witches.

You broke your
promise, Abby.

A witch has been poisoned
and you are gonna tell me

how to fix it now.

[panting]

Duck!

Freaking booby traps?

Enough playing games.

Macy, why would
a demon use darts

if they could use their powers?

Uh...

She's definitely magical.

If she's not a demon,
then what is she?

[grunts]

[exhales]

I'm a witch.

-Are you sure?
-Apparently, Kyra's part of a group

of witches that left Willow's
coven to move to the city.

MACY:
But the split wasn't amicable,

because they each
wanted ownership

of the coven's sacred objects.

And now they're
fighting over them.

MAGGIE:
Which is why Willow

set booby traps,
so Kyra couldn't steal them.

Yeah, Mel and I were duped.

-We all were.
-MAGGIE: Harry?

Where is Mel?

Oh, no.

-MEL:
-A witch almost died because of you

and your demons.

ABIGAEL:
I haven't the foggiest notion

-what you're on about.
-Ladies?

I'm sure there's a much
more diplomatic...

ABIGAEL:
Stay out of this, Jordan.

Or... not.

ABIGAEL:
Honestly, I think your dalliance with that simpering barista

has made you delusional.

Tell me what is
in that poison

or I will vanquish you
once and for all.

Sorry, Angry Spice,
but you're two sisters shy

of a Power of Three.

Mel, stop.

MEL:
Stay out of this, Harry.

A demon didn't attack Kyra.

It was a witch.

What?

Someone owes
someone an apology.

Excuse me?

You heard what dear
Harold just said.

I'm innocent.

Innocent?

When I got here,

you were about to turn Jordan
into barbecue.

That was merely an
aggressive negotiation

between friends.
Right, Jordan?

Not friends.

But technically,
we were sort of negotiating.

You think threats and coercion
count as friendship.

No wonder your demon half
wants you...

Dead?

Is that the word
you're searching for, Mel?

I don't know who went
after your witch,

but perhaps she deserved it.

I thought maybe

there was hope for you, Abby.

My sisters are right.

You're irredeemable.

Jordan, coming?

It's okay.

Abby and I have
some unfinished business.

[exhales] Do you believe
the nerve of her?

Waltzing in here,
calling me irredeemable?

Where's the lie?

Et tu Jordy?

Abby, you lied to my boss.

You put my job
at risk, you...

you kept me here
against my will.

Plus, your little demon show
could have killed me.

Oh, come off it, Jordy.
You know I'd never hurt one hair

on your pretty little head.

Do I?

Until you change
your ways,

people will always
assume the worst, Abby.

That's your legacy.

Oh, really? And what's yours?

After all,
your family tree

includes the Witchfinder General,

who was cursed by a dying witch.

More than aware of that.

And every day I'm trying to help
witches to make up for it.

So, please.

Help this one.

In order to figure out
what my sister did

to that totem, I need

to do a mind-meld...

...with you.

Okay.

Just...

...don't touch the hair.

Deal?

Deal.

My mother died last month.

And I wanted to scatter
her ashes with my ancestors,

but-but Willow's coven controls
the burial grounds

and she has the sacred runes
I need for the ritual.

-So you tried to steal them?
-I didn't know what else to do.

But you told us
Willow was a demon.

You manipulated us

into harming another witch.

She could have been killed.

You yelled "demon"
in a crowded theater,

knowing we'd go
into vanquishing mode.

MAGGIE:
Confirmation bias.

The tendency
to interpret information

in a way that confirms
our existing beliefs.

MEL:
Yeah, well, I would have confirmation-biased Abby

into oblivion if Harry
hadn't shown up.

We are sorry
for your loss, Kyra,

but making false accusations
like this is a dangerous game.

In fact, it's
no game at all.

You guys don't understand what
it feels like to be powerless.

Y-You're the Charmed Ones.

Excuse me?

You don't know
what it's like to be me.

-HARRY:Macy.
-No. I'm done here.

Harry. Let me.

I'm sorry.

I've learned
my lesson.

Just please let me go.

Sorry isn't enough.

We need to put an end
to this conflict for good.

Let's go.

W-Where are we going?

Back to the scene of the crime.

[grunts]

[panting]

What?

What did you see?

Nothing.

It's just as you said.

My sister
didn't curse me.

Which means
I'm doing this voluntarily.

Trying to kill myself.

That sounds like a legit
wake-up call.

Your two sides are at war
for your soul.

How the hell do I fix that?

MACY:
Eriel?

What are you doing here?

I figured you'd need this.

[stammers]

I left so quickly ...cy.

I'm so sorry.

What happened with Lori
was wrong

and ...t your fault.

It wasn't yours either.

Also, there's something else
you need to know.

♪

Thank you.

Jordan?

Do you think she's right?

That I'm irredeemable?

I think that...

redemption can't be demanded,
coerced or extorted.

It's earned one day at a time.

Did you get that
from a fortune cookie?

Let's just say I had my own
inner demons to wrestle with

after I got back
from Afghanistan.

And how did you stop them

from destroying you?

Repent.

Thank you, Eriel.
For everything.

Take care, Macy.

MAGGIE:
Macy?

Are you okay?

[exhales]

No.

No.

-WILLOW:
-Those arrows are a security system

to stop trespassers.

It's my job to protect
that sacred ground

from intruders.
You knew that.

I'm not an intruder!
My family is buried here.

Your family forfeited
your rights when you left.

We forfeited nothing.

Ladies, chill.

Ms. Hatfield and Ms. McCoy,

now that we have
your attention,

how do we put an end
to these hostilities?

-You can't.
-See? I told you

that this was a waste of time.

Kyra, how did your mother die?

Ovarian cancer.

She was having

stomach pains,
and by the time they figured out

what it was,
it was too late.

She was dead within six months.

I'm so sorry.

That must have been
so difficult for your family.

My dad didn't get
out of bed for a month.

So it was just me,
taking care of him

and my little sister.

I just...

I just thought if
I could bury my mom

with her sisters and her mother,

that it would bring
my family some peace.

I'm sorry, Willow.

I know that none of that
is an excuse.

And I'm sorry... for your loss.

Kyra wants to scatter
her mother's ashes

on the sacred burial site
with her ancestors.

Is there not

some compromise to be had?

I'll give you these runes...

...on one condition.

The fighting

that has gone on
for generations...

...it stops.

[sniffles]

May I see those
for a moment?

What is it?

The etching.

It matches
the stone tablet.

Can you tell me
where these runes came from?

The Cave of Ancients.

Willow,

can you take us there?

[footsteps approaching]

Apparently,
their ancestors found this cave

while harvesting the vines
for their toxic potion.

Harry.

[grunts]

-MEL:
-The other half of the stone tablet.

We found it.

[both sigh]

♪

There she is.

Love the look.

Oh, good. Me, too.
[chuckles]

Great.
Let's power up the monitors

and get this show
on the road, shall we?

[sighs]

What? What's this?

What do you mean?
This is the malaria campaign.

Pull up
the hero shot, please.

Uh...

You do realize
malaria has killed

billions of people
all over the globe,

not just in Africa, right?

S-South America, Asia,
rich and poor.

Yes, of course.

But the board has
already approved this concept,

and we're very happy with it.

The board. Just out of interest,

how many people of color

are on the board?

Sorry, I'm-I'm just trying
to be helpful here.

We don't need your help,

Miss Vaughn.

As I said, the board
is very comfortable with this.

I'm not comfortable with it.

Excuse you.

It is not your place
to tell me how to do my job.

[chuckles]: You know, you really
shouldn't be telling me what is

and isn't my place.

I thought

you brought me
here for my ideas,

but I-I get it now.

You...

you just needed a-a
pretty, Black-enough face

to front your faux-woke
crisis management campaign.

That is offensive.

-No, you are offensive.
-Okay.

You take one more step towards
me, and I'll call security

-to report this threat.
-MACY: "Threat"?

Are you for real, lady?

Hello, security?

Yes, I need

assistance on the fifth floor.

There's a woman
threatening me.

[chuckles]:
This is not happening.

Damn.

Lori went from zero to Karen
in six seconds flat.

Talk about bait
and switch.

Yeah.

Just... humiliating.

Having to deal
with microaggressions

and the stereotypes.

Gaslighting.

Belittling.

Misogynoir.

Misog...?

The road where racism
and sexism collide.

The whole ordeal

made me want to scream.

But then
I heard Marisol's voice.

Mom?

Yeah.

The time she came
to New York, she told me

women like us don't get
second chances when we lash out.

It's unfair and cruel,

but one day,

when powerful women like us
rise up...

MEL AND MAGGIE:
Things will change for the better.

♪ Somewhere in between...

You got that talk, too?

Looks like we do share
some childhood memories, Mace.

♪ Never say die,
never, never say die ♪

♪ Never say die...

I am so sorry
for what happened to you, Macy.

♪ Never, never say die...

I-I've dealt with women
like Lori my whole life,

and pretty sure
she won't be the last.

Yeah.

I'm sorry I kept trying
to get you to talk about it.

I was just so focused
on my psych project, I...

MACY:
It's okay.

You were right.
I did need to talk

about it instead of
just keeping it in.

So, this woman Lori

was brought in
to do damage control?

♪ No, no, no...

Yeah. Eriel said without Julian,
the stock has plummeted.

They're trying to prevent
the company

from going into free fall,

and that means SafeSpace
is on the chopping block.

♪ Never say die...

One thing's for sure.

I'm not gonna let Lori

or the board sell SafeSpace
without a fight.

Damn straight.

Fight the power.

♪ No, no, never...

I'm sorry
today was such a disaster.

Mm, not a total disaster.

We helped Kyra and Willow.

I got an extension
on my psych project.

You did?

♪ Never say die, no, no...

And...

And there is one more thing.

♪ Never say die

♪ No, no

♪ Never say die,
never, never say die. ♪

The other half of the tablet.

And perhaps the answer
to everything.

[rumbling]

MACY:
Harry, what-what's happening?

HARRY:
I have no idea.

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