Episode Report Card 0 USERS: N/A YOU GRADE IT Sex Is Like A Misdemeanor
By Demian | Season 6 | Episode 19 | Aired on April 24, 2004
Barbas counters that the gals are so often under the influence of something or other that it's inevitable they'll screw up and expose magic on a level that cannot be contained. Or something like that. I think I just made his point better than he did. To back up his claim, he replays the later scene from that same episode wherein the Phoetus, through Phoebe, attempts to fry the cop investigating Cole's disappearance. Barbas then flicks his hand around to conjure up the scene from "Bride and Gloom" wherein Piper and Phoebe fuck with the wedding planners. Once that's played itself out, Snidely rises to shout, "I frankly don't see the relevance of any of this!" Join the club, tool. They just wasted five minutes showing us clips that have nothing to do with the case as presented; the wedding planners, if you'll recall, remembered nothing of the incident afterwards, and the attempted toasting of the Cole-investigating detective was passed off as a bizarre trashcan fire. Barbas sneers something about the Charmed Ones getting possessed by outside influences so often that they can no longer be trusted to handle matters on their own. Phoebe, annoyed, wonders where the Dolt is.
On The Rocky Outcropping Of Doom For Man-Stealing Hussies And Embarrassing Latino Stereotypes, as matters would have it, watching as his younger son threatens to pitch a scruffy demonic sort into the lakes of Hell unless the scruffy demonic sort tells them everything he knows about Barbas. Big Gay Chris has forced "Phinks" to the edge of the ledge and is keeping him from falling into the pit by holding onto the back of the guy's coat and…I'm not really buying this. Big Gay Chris simply doesn't have the upper-body strength to keep a guy suspended like that, but whatever. He's pretty. Phinks eventually babbles that Barbas cozied up to a couple of Phantasms down in Hell, the plan being to use them to "win" something that would grant him an eternal reprieve. "The case," the Dolt guesses. "He must have used the Phantasm to cut a deal with the demon members of the Tribunal. We need proof." "Whaddya think he is?" Chris snorts, gesturing towards Phinks with his free hand. "He's a demon," the Dolt pffts. "They'll discredit him." Chris, agitated by this second-guessing from the Dolt, temporarily loosens his grip on Phinks's coat, and the demon topples into the fire below. "Shit," Drew Fuller mopes. The editing staff then drags him into a sound booth to overdub -- badly -- "Shoot" instead, for this is not HBO. "Look what you made me do!" Chris howls. The Dolt rolls his eyes around in his scary, gigantic gargoyle head.