Episode Report Card Couch Baron: B | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT Get Down! Woogy Oogy Oogy!
By Couch Baron | Season 1 | Episode 15 | Aired on 02.23.1999
Prue breaks the news to Claire, who's appalled. Piper tries to save the situation by saying there's a table waiting for them at [72virg=ins]. Professor Manners reappears, and she's now under the same thrall as Phoebe, although she doesn't pull it off nearly as amusingly. Claire simpers (and that's an image) that she's sorry the Prof didn't get to spend more time in the house, but the Prof couldn't care less, and everyone starts to file out the front door. Claire bitches at Prue on the way to the car, tells Prue to "try hard" to make it to [72virg=ins], and leaves, with the two other guests. Prue bends down into a sumo wrestler's pose, the better to be able to support the massive bitch she's about to strap on. She's interrupted, however, by the appearance of her youngest sister in the front doorway. Prue asks why she's doing this. Phoebe: "Because he asked me to." Not the first time she's used that excuse, I'd wager. Prue tries to rush into the Manor, but is repelled by a wall of electricity that sends her flying back across the lawn. Piper shrieks at Phoebe, who counters with, "You don't live here anymore!" She then adds, in an electronic voice, "He does." She smiles, and TKs the door shut with a wave of her fingers. Niiiice, and I mean that.
Morning. Prue and Piper have apparently slept on the lawn. Prue exposits that they've tried "everything" to get back in the house. Piper frustratedly pitches a stray brick at the window, but it meets the same force field, although it doesn't go flying nearly as far as Prue did. Prue and Piper have a strategery session, and Prue decides that they should ask Professor Manners for help, whom I'm sure is going to be so happy to help them after they didn't even so much pour her a glass of wine or anything. Come to think of it, I didn't see anyone with any sort of alcoholic beverage, and I know people were driving, but you can't tell me Claire wouldn't have slugged a quick Manhattan when the evening started going awry. Anyway.
Inside the Manor, fixtures and glass are breaking right and left as Phoebe orders a pizza, saying she doesn't care what's on it as long as "somebody delivers it." The stupidity of that line, combined with the fact that La Milano hammed it up, is enough to break the spell that was making me like Phoebe this episode. Thank God. We get the piece of trivia that the Manor's address is 1329 Prescott Street, which I'm sure has been since contradicted eight ways from Sunday. We see Grams's picture again, which turns red and starts to burn from the center. I don't think that's the Woogy doing that.