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 Elysees.
Yes, as romantic as you make that sound, I would rather fly Air France, than Air Leo. Just like every other normal newlywed.
Well, great, except that we're not.
Well, a passport for you could change all that, if I could just find... voila! Birth certificate. (She holds it up.)
From Dan's old file, the one he put together when he was suspicious of you. You remember him, don't ya?
Let's see, perfect hair, cleft chin, tried to steal you away from me? Vaguely, vaguely. This isn't gonna work, I was born in 1924.
No, you weren't. Okay, off-white background, black ink... Little trick I learned in high school.
You're gonna forge my birth certificate.
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.
Piper, this is completely illegal.
Yeah? Well, so is marrying a dead guy, okay? Let's not get technical now.
(walks into kitchen) Morning. What's up?
Oh, probably 3 to 5 years in jail if we're lucky.
JJenna
I'm just thrilled to meet you. I mean, I've heard of the Charmed Ones, of course, but I just thought I'd never dream I'd...
Nearly die with us? Yes, well, welcome to our lives.
Check her out, whipping it up like it's Tollhouse Cookies. Maybe after she fixes Phoebe she could fix me.
Piper, you don't need fixing.
Uh, if it's taking the Elders this long to tell Leo what's wrong with me, then I definitely need fixing.
(Prue pops the attic door open, and she, Piper and Phoebe rush in. While Prue and Piper run to Leo, Phoebe stares at Belthazor.)
(bending over Leo) What did you do to him?! (Belthazor changes back into Cole)
It's not what it looks like, it wasn't ...
Janna is dead and Leo is unconscious. What else could it be?
Raynor forced me. I had no choice.
There's always a choice, Cole!
(looks at the potion) The potion. (reaches for it, but Phoebe grabs it) Before it's too late ...
It's already too late. You killed an innocent woman, there is no turning back from that.
I didn't wanna kill her, you've gotta understand that. I can still be good.
There's nothing good in you anymore.
Maybe there never was. You have to read the spell to activate the amulets, right? I mean, Cole, maybe that was your plan all along, to get the Book.
But evil can't use the amulets or the Book.
Phoebe He could have if he'd stripped his powers. (her voice raising) Is that why you wanted the potion, Cole? So you could get the spell and use the amulets against us?!
Phoebe, you've gotta believe me.
I think she's believed you one too many times.
Stay outta this! This is between her and me.
There's nothing between us anymore.
Phoebe, don't let Raynor take this away from us. Don't let him win.
Raynor didn't set me up. You set me up. What am I supposed to do?
(reaches for the potion) Please, save me.
Save yourself. (She smashes the potion to the ground. Cole sullenly stares at the sisters, and shimmers out.)
For Liza, a lost sister, may her spirit soar.
For Jenna, our lost friend, may we meet again.
For Cole, a lost love, may you find peace.
Well, I don't have news but I do have a passport.
Yeh well, I was thinking with everything that's happened and with your new power making life a little crazy.. alright crazier, i figured the least i could do is make it somewhat normal.
Anything that it takes to get you on a plane to Paris.
Ah, you know what? I think we should wait on that. I wouldn't want to like sneeze at 40,000 feet and have a whole bunch of people explode, that would be bad.
