Episode Report Card Demian: A | 1 USERS: A+ YOU GRADE IT Big Gay Chris Went To 2026, And All I Got Was This Lousy Headache
By Demian | Season 6 | Episode 10 | Aired on 11.22.2003
Once downstairs, Big Chris collapses onto the lowest step while LesBianca magically disposes of the dagger. She peers around the gloom and announces that they should be safe in the basement until the museum has closed for the evening, after which they'll head upstairs to get the Book of Shadows. She finally notices Big Chris's glum expression and wonders what's wrong. He gently admits, "Sometimes I forget who you really are." "Hey, come here," she smooves, offering him her hand. "You mean who I used to be, before I met you." Big Gullible Chris swallows this line of crap and moves in for a clinch. Well, I never said he was smart. Just pretty. "So, what do we do now?" he asks. "Say goodbye," she whispers, unbuttoning her shirt, and bamp-chicka-bamp get-your-skanky-hands-off-my-man-you-bitch. Off comes the blouse, and no, she's not wearing a bra, so I guess witches have a genetic aversion to proper foundation garments. The two rather unconvincingly mack, and LesBianca stretches out her right arm to drop the blouse to the ground with an absurd flourish just so we can…
…cut to her employing a similar gesture to smash a small vase onto the floor of her mother's apartment in present-day San Francisco. LesBianca's pretty much ransacked the place, and now stomps over to a heretofore unmolested armoire to rifle through its contents. Carol squiggles in behind her, demanding to know who she is and what she wants. "Where's the Grimoire?" LesBianca snaps over her shoulder, still clawing through the shelves. Carol conjures a Flaming Ball Of Death, so LesBianca impatiently turns around to display her tattoo and spit, "Who do you think I am, Mother?" Carol gets all verklempt as LesBianca announces that she needs the Grimoire to get the Charmed Ones off her ass. After a bit of kvelling from Carol and a bit of sneering from LesBianca, Carol twists her wrist around, and the Grimoire flares onto a nearby endtable. LesBianca riffles through the pages in search of "the inhibition spell." She exposits that now's the point in the Glamorous Ladies' lives where they're most in danger of splitting up, and she hopes to exploit their impulses long enough to retrieve what she came to the past to collect. Carol warns that the spell's effects are brief, but LesBianca doesn't care. She finds the page she's looking for, rips it from the tiny book, and starts to take off. Carol's all, "But…but…can't I help?" LesBianca stops dead in her tracks and spins around to seethe, "Yeah. Someday, when I ask you what it feels like to kill? Don't lie to me. Don't tell me you don't feel a thing." Carol looks stricken as LesBianca squiggles out.