Episode Report Card Demian: B- | 214 USERS: C+ YOU GRADE IT Tim Whoooooo? Inspector Whaaaaaa?
By Demian | Season 7 | Episode 21 | Aired on 2005.05.15
Back at the Manor, Raige, who'd been attempting to reach the Doormat via his cell during the previous scene, slams the cordless down on one of the wicker tables on the sun porch and crosses to the love seat to bitch, "How could he not answer?" "I'm beginning to think he can't help anyway," Piper breathes as the Dolt furrows his scarily gargantuan gargoyle head in concern. Raige proceeds to beat herself up over Joanna's untimely demise and vows to see Carl put away for life for what he did to her luckless protégé, until Piper calmly notes that "Carl" was likely Zankou all along. "Zankou?" the Dolt bugs. "It has to be him," Piper explains. "First Phoebe's friend, and now her charge?" she continues, nodding her head ever so slightly in Raige's direction. "It can't be a coincidence," she concludes. "He's targeting the people in our lives." "What good would that do him?" the Dolt wonders. "Maybe he thinks if we're rattled enough," Piper correctly guesses, "we'll be vulnerable." Raige reminds Piper that none of her own associates have yet been targeted, allowing Piper an opening to propose that Raige orb the kids and the Dolt to Not!warts immediately on the extremely likely chance they're next on Zankou's list. The Dolt protests that he'll not just turn tail and flee, but Piper, with near tranquil determination, rises to her feet to insist. The Dolt caves and heads upstairs to fetch the boys. "What about the other people in your life?" Raige wonders once the Dolt is gone. What other people in her life, Raige? There aren't any. Hell, the only reason Zankou had anyone to kill for you and Phoebe is because the writers decided to toss two heretofore unseen and unheard-of sacrificial lambs into the script for that very purpose. God, this show sucks! Piper, ignoring me, replies, "The best way to protect them is to get to Zankou, and for that we need Phoebe." And just where is that bony skank, anyway?
Oh, there she is! Falling asleep over the Book of Shadows up in the nonexistent attic!