Episode Report Card Demian: B | 0 USERS: N/A YOU GRADE IT Sex And The Single Dolt
By Demian | Season 6 | Episode 16 | Aired on 2004.02.22
Over in what appears to be a rapidly gentrifying warehouse district, the Dolt slides the Grand Cherokee up to the curb, and the Manor Morons disembark. Piper wonders if Phoebe's certain the crystal picked the right spot, the implication being that it's an awfully busy intersection for a demonic attack, and in broad daylight, no less. "It could be a trap," she frets, before suggesting that the Dolt might want to make himself scarce. He reminds her that he's the bait, and besides, he can orb them all out of there should they discover they're confronting more than they can handle. Raige volunteers to remain at Phoebe's side for orbing purposes. The Dolt should stick close to Piper, she adds, "For Chris's…uh, [the Psycho's] sake." Real smooth, Raige. Not.
The Manor Morons disappear into an alleyway, warily looking around for me. Uncle Bob pops up on a nearby rooftop, his crossbow aimed at the Dolt's massive cranium. Piper deploys her Hands Of Discontent, and Uncle Bob vanishes in an explosive gout of flame. Or so we would have them believe. Muah ha ha ha ha. Couch Baron and Omar take his place on the roof, so Raige grabs Phoebe's hand to orb upwards while shouting instructions to the Dolt. Once the gals rematerialize at the guys' side, they fling a pair of potion vials at my fellow recappers, who oblige them by pretending to blaze their merry way down to Hell. Shack darklights in behind the knockered nitwit and slams his crossbow into her head. God, I bet that felt good. Phoebe hoots and yodels and flies over the side of the building to drop two or three stories, where she lands heavily on a Dumpster before bouncing off the Fun Bags to crash, unconscious, on the asphalt below. Piper raises her hands to her face in horror as Shack giggles and darklights on out of there. I am so jealous. Piper and the Dolt charge towards the prone Feebs just as I appear in the alleyway behind them. Raige screams a warning, so Piper spins around to unleash her Hands. I howl and wail and erupt into a fireball that expands to engulf both Piper and the Dolt, who vanish along with me. "Piper!" Raige shrieks, completely ignoring the fact that her stupid ex-brother-in-law is also missing. Heh. Raige pulls herself together and orbs down to the Feebs, who seems to be oozing red food coloring from the gash in her scalp, if that stain on Raige's hand is anything to go by. Raige helps her sister to her feet, and the two stagger out of the alleyway to the Grand Cherokee to run the Feebs over to The Only Hospital In San Francisco.