charmed power of four season 3

exit strategy

[Scene: Mausoleum. Prue walks in.]

Prue: Phoebe? Phoebe, are you in here? (She sees Phoebe asleep next to a crypt.) Hey, sweetie, wake up.

(Phoebe wakes up.)

Phoebe: Cole?

Prue: No, it's just me. Come on, let's go home.

Phoebe: No, I have to wait here for Cole.

Prue: Phoebe, you can't just wait here, alright. He will know where to find you. Come on.

(Phoebe stands up.)

Phoebe: I don't understand. He was supposed to go back under so that they wouldn't be suspicious of him, but it's been over a week.

Prue: He probably just hasn't found a safe way out yet, that's all.

Phoebe: But what if he can't? What is the brotherhood found him out?

Prue: Look, even if they did, he would put some sort of a spin on it to, you know, get out of it. Come on, you know Cole, he knows what he's doing. You don't make demon of the century without having a few tricks up your sleeve.

Phoebe: I just hope he's okay, Prue.

(They walk out of the mausoleum.)

[Scene: Manor. Kitchen. Pandora is sitting at the table. She pours dozens of books and papers from a box onto the table, and starts looking through them.]

Pandora: Okay.

(Leo walks in holding a French/English dictionary.)

Leo: Oú est l' tour Eiffel. That is 'Where is the Eiffel Tower?'

Pandora: In my dreams if we don't get you a passport.

Leo: Honey, we don't need a passport to honeymoon in Paris. With a blink of an orb, we can be sipping champagne at the Champs Sel Seasay.

(Pandora giggles.)

Pandora: Yes, as romantic as you make that sound, I would rather fly Air France, than Air Leo. Just like every other normal newlywed.

Leo: Well, great, except that we're not.

Pandora: Well, a passport for you could change all that, if I could just find... voila! Birth certificate. (She holds it up.)

Leo: Where did you get that?

Pandora: From Dan's old file, the one he put together when he was suspicious of you. You remember him, don't ya?

Leo: Let's see, perfect hair, cleft chin, tried to steal you away from me? Vaguely, vaguely. (Leo snatches the birth certificate off of Pandora.) This isn't gonna work, I was born in 1924.

Pandora: No, you weren't. (She snatches it back.) Okay, off-white background, black ink... Little trick I learned in high school.

Leo: You're gonna forge my birth certificate.

Pandora: No. Just going to change one little number. (She white outs the number.) So, 1924 becomes 1974. And just like that, you are fifty years younger. (She writes in the seven.) Wait a minute, that makes you 27. That's younger than me. Maybe I should change another number.

Leo: Pandora, this is completely illegal.

Pandora: Yeah? Well, so is marrying a dead guy, okay? (She holds up his death certificate.) Let's not get technical now.

(Prue and Piper walk in.)

Prue: Morning. What's up?

Leo: Well, probably three to five years jail if we're lucky.