Episode Report Card Demian: C+ | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT Head Games
By Demian | Season 4 | Episode 7 | Aired on 11.07.2001
Garden Of The Nutjob. Piper gets halfway through the third recitation. Phoebe pleads with her not to relinquish their "gift." Over in Hell, the Dolt pulls a mind meld of his own on the wife and materializes on the garden path. He rushes over to Piper and applies the special Whitelighter tingly touch. Piper, who had been deep within the snake pit mere seconds before, snaps out of it completely. She receives confirmation that The Spource has retreated with, "Thank God, because that guy was freaking me out." Raige proposes that they "click [their] heels three times" and return to the Manor. That's fine by Piper, but unfortunately the "insects" make one more pass before the four can leave.
Manor. Piper races down the stairs from the attic and makes a circuit of the rooms on the main floor, reveling in the house's return to normal. Phoebe, Raige, Cole, and the Dolt eventually follow after her. Weekly Summation Time. Piper, having learned her Lesson, promises never to question her destiny again. She also admits that it was she who destroyed Raige's chair, not Spalding. Raige isn't as concerned about the chair as she is relieved to know she's not the only Glamorous Lady uncomfortable with being a witch from time to time. The Dolt notes that they won't have to concern themselves with The Source for a while, as Cole "hurt him pretty bad." As The Source is out of commission for the first time in a while, Phoebe wants to do it right there on the floor. Cole draws her into a clinch, and Julian McMahon, perhaps realizing how deeply stupid the line truly is, mangles his delivery of "Miss Halliwell, are you trying to seduce me?" Like Cole would be quoting The Graduate. Anyway, they race each other up the stairs to Phoebe's boudoir for some fornication. Raige, as disgusted by this crass display of hormones run amok as I am, bolts from the Manor, presumably to fetch some milk at the grocery store. Given her admitted habit of cruising the produce aisle for slutty young men, however, I wouldn't be surprised if we're introduced to a new slampiece next week. Piper and the Dolt, alone at last, discuss their mutual desire for a normal life. Piper again admits that she'd like to start a family at some point. The Dolt decides they'd better get cracking on that right away. He lifts her into his arms and orbs her up through the chandelier to the Bridal Boudoir for some maritally sanctioned intercourse. Echoey laughter peals as we fade to black.