Spirits of air, sand and sea,
Converge to set the angel free,
In the wind I send this rhyme,
Bring death before me, before my time.
S3Death Takes a Halliwell
You don't know me, you don't know anything about me.
DDeath
But I've seen it so many times before. The anger, the pain. You lock up your tears and angrily steel yourself against me as if I was the ultimate evil.
You are the ultimate evil.
DDeath
No. I'm not good or evil, I just am. I'm inevitable.
PPPrue, Piper, and Phoebe
Knowledge gained by murderous means,
Is wisdom's bitter enemy,
The mind that burns with stolen fire,
Will now become your funeral pyre.
S3Pre-Witched
(Flashback) Is it too much for an old lady to ask her granddaughters to retract their claws, stand still and look at me long enough to take one lousy picture?
Well, if so I got the runt. Bad teeth, funky clothes and way easy to kill.
Black hair?
Bad breath?
Phoebe You know him?
Uh, I think I killed him.
Leo and I are moving. (Everyone puts down their papers.) Thinking of moving, out of the manor. Um, milk?
Excuse me?
Wait a minute. Life altering plans can not be squeezed in between 'pass the newspaper' and 'who ate the Special K?'.
Phoebe So why bother us? Why not just jump in front of nine buses?
Because we must be the only ones strong enough to kill him.
And he knew where to find us. What are we in the Warlock's Guide to San Francisco?
Saved by the meow! You know, I don’t think I’ll ever be able to look at Kit in the same way or get undressed in front of him, for that matter.
Oops. I think I just killed the warlock again.
Phoebe!
You know, I don't wanna be one of those old married lepers that nobody thinks if fun anymore.
You've never been fun, Piper.
I've always been fun, Prue. I am just Mrs. Fun now.
(Flashback) I'm not sure what my future holds, but it's not in San Francisco. We all know that the only thing I add to this threesome is trouble.
Sharp painful implement?
Check.
Ooh! Nice choice.
So what is our level of confidence in this plan?
Well, on a scale from one to ten, ten being we whoop ass, one being he laughs at us while we're on fire and naked...
Maybe you should lie to me.
SShadow
Wait a minute, do you think I'm an idiot? You've got something up your sleeve.
Hello, sleeveless!
Was that for good?
Well, if it wasn't, he's really gonna miss his ear, 'cause it looks like part of it's dripping off the clock.
Yuck.
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