04x12 - Be Kind. Rewind

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- Power of Three.
- Okay.

Why isn't it working?

Ah.

There can only be one true power.

That power is right back

where it belongs.

See you in paradise.

_

That power is right
back where it belongs.

See you in paradise.

Static?

I've never seen that on a tape before.

What is it?

That, my dear...

Is hope.

Just another day in paradise.

Ooh, looks like I'm
headed to Paris today.

Anyone up for a fromage
lunch date if there's extra?

- Mmm.
- I wish I could!

I'm gonna try and
squeeze in a nap at lunch.

I'm working a double.

Oh, did Kristos call in sick again?

Yeah, food poisoning.

You'd think a minotaur would
have a stronger constitution.

I guess his stomach's in his man half.

Better go and get that package

before it opens itself.

- Save some Brie for me, yeah?
- Mm-hmm.

Mail.

Mail!

Mail.

How about you?

- Déjeuner?
- Oh, I'd love to,

but I should really retrain my mop.

It's had a mind of its own ever since

that electromancer
accidentally shocked it.

Watch.

- Whoa!
- Oh, sorry!

I'll get some wine, too.

Please do.

- Oh, my Gosh!
- Oh! I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry, sir.

No worries, no worries.

Uh, it's... it's my fault, ma'am.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

Wait!

Careful, it might be
slippery over there.

Thanks.

Ooh, Paris, s'il vous plaît.

How's my world today, Jordan?

Incredible as always.

Though there are several items

- that require your attention.
- Okay.

You're set to meet the
wood sprites this afternoon

- to bless their solstice festival.
- Very good.

Ah, and the Norwegian troll communes

are having another, uh,

territorial disagreement

that could benefit from
your delicate touch.

Minor growing pains.

Magical utopias aren't built in a day.

C'est magnifique.

We love you, Inara!

And I love you right back.

Oh, thank you.

Isn't she just the best?

They don't call her "the
Charmed One" for nothing.

All these gorgeous faces are exactly why

I had to restore magical
beings to their rightful place.

And shield you from
the horrible memories

of the dark times before.

Oh, please.

Thank you, thank you.

Are you ready to hear
requests from your citizens?

Of course.

Let them come and...

Inara?

Inara? Inara?

Was it...

The feeling again?

Yes, but, um...

I'm sure it's nothing.

Just another day in paradise.

Mm.

The hell?

Mel?

Maggie?

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ Kaela ♪

♪ Ooh... ♪

I know that song.

- What are you looking at?
- Not much.

- Name's Dev, and you are?
- Very hard to impress.

You were beginning
to master your power...

and you made a new friend.

Told you everything has a frequency.

♪ Ooh... ♪

I know, I know, I'm fun
and sexy and all that,

but that's not all I am.

♪ Ooh... ♪

Dev, please!

♪ Kaela ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ Kaela ♪

You call a mechanic?

♪ Ooh... ♪

Power of three.

♪ Ooh... ♪

Why isn't it working?

See you in paradise.

We lost.

No.

Not yet.

Mm.

Grief is the only thing
strong enough to free

the memories Inara's
little spell locked away.

Negative or painful thoughts light up

more parts of the brain than happy ones.

What are you doing
with all of that food?

When Inara used the Unity
Bowl to remake the world,

I was in a realm that
shielded me from its effects.

Not a lot to eat there.

Mmm, delicious.

Mmm.

How long have you been like this?

How long has the world been like this?

Uh, eight months?

Well, maybe a year.

I stopped counting after a while.

A year?! Well...

Well, what took you so
long? We have to fix it.

I had to know it could be fixed

before I chanced waking
you or your sisters.

Okay. Okay, so what do we do?

Not we.

You.

And your sisters.

Inara can sense me
when I'm in this realm.

I don't know how, but every
second I'm here is a risk.

- So you're bailing on us?
- No, never.

I'm working on something,
something that might help, but...

Well, it's complicated.

And I've stayed too long already.

No, no, no, no, no.

- You can't leave right now...
- I have to.

I'll watch your backs as best I can.

But it's up to you now.

Wake Mel and Maggie. Find a
way to set things right. And hurry.

It's only a matter of
time before Inara realizes

you've regained your memories.

And then all is lost.

But Harry, I...

Kaela... you can do this.

- Kaela?
- We're home!

I know.

Just breathe and slow down.

It takes a minute for the fog to lift.

Inara k*lled Chloe's sister.

And all the others.

She stole the world's memories.

Brainwashed everyone.

She put us all under a spell.

- All because we couldn't stop her.
- Yeah.

But we will.

What I can't figure out is

why she stuck me in the mailroom.

And why did she make me a janitor?

And... what are you exactly?

I don't know, magical DoorDasher?

She's keeping tabs on us.

Great, then we'll use
it to our advantage.

Get close to her and then...

Mel?

My powers, they aren't working.

Mine, either.

Nope.

And I could really
use a drink right now.

- Inara must have stripped them.
- Great.

So we are the only beings without powers

in a completely magical world.

Yeah, except for all the humans, but...

I don't think they can be
much help taking down Inara.

Wait, have you guys
seen any humans around?

Yeah, I mean, I'm sure I have.

I can't think of any right now, but...

I mean, we must've, right?

Well, I've been all around
the world for the past

who-knows-how-long, and I can't
remember seeing a single one.

I'm calling my parents.

A gemcast?

Well, I guess, I
guess I can't call them.

Ray.

Ray!

It's us. Open up.

Ray!

Anybody home?

Please be here. Please be here.

Mags, look.

Maybe he left in a hurry?

Without his keys or...

Wallet?

I don't like this.

- Any luck with Brynn or your parents?
- No.

Nobody was home, but, um...

I found these.

They were hanging on a
rosebush by the front door.

My mom never takes her rings off.

I need to get some air.

What's that?

It's Ray's mug.

He always did love to have
his coffee in the backyard.

Where'd you go, Ray?

Guys?

What's wrong?

What if Ray didn't go anywhere?

What if none of them did? Because...

Because they couldn't, because...

They were turned into something else?

No. No, no.

This isn't happening.

This cannot be happening.

It already did.

Months ago.

Are you saying that...

These plants and trees
around us are actually...

All the humans?

I don't even know where
to start trying to fix this.

I do.

I'd steal Inara's powers...

Reverse things, bring everyone back.

But without my powers,
that's impossible.

No.

You know what I thought was impossible?

My art coming to life.

Being able to instantly
portal anywhere on Earth.

Loving two weirdos as my sisters.

Loss has a way of making
you forget who you are.

When Dev d*ed, it caught me sideways.

I ran away.

I gave up, but not this time.

Okay, as long as we are still breathing,

anything is possible.

I mean, we're the Charmed Ones, damn it.

We were the Charmed Ones.

We were.

And then we weren't.

And then we were.

Oh, my God, Mel...

you're a genius.

This isn't the first time
we've lost our powers.

Okay, great, so what did
you do to get them back?

Black amber.

The sap of a sacred tree.
The lifeblood of all magic.

Right, where do we get
this black amber stuff?

Black amber collects
in a basin under the sacred tree.

Which is only accessible
through the command center.

And Inara has put a fancy new
lock on the switchroom door.

It's called a blood hex.

It's a very strong form
of protective magic.

I'm not sure how we
can get through that.

What about the Skeleton Key Spell?

That could work, but we
need a drop of Inara's blood.

Hold up, how the hell are
we supposed to get her blood

without blowing our cover
or-or being blown away?

We'd need someone in her inner circle.

Someone who can get close.

Someone we can trust.

We also need him to get us
the blood without being seen.

Leave that to me.

Can I help you?

Come on, come on.

How's it going with
the potion ingredients?

- Any luck?
- No.

My potion stash, all of
my ingredients, gone.

Tell me you found something.

Nothing magical.

The attic's cleaned out.

She must've taken everything.

She even took my cauldron.

That was my baby.

I spent the last three years
seasoning it like a cast iron pan.

Pots and pans.

Hmm?

Back in Philly, some of our clients

at the shop couldn't
afford to fix everything

their cars needed, so
we had to get creative.

Here.

A Crockpot?

Well, we don't need a shiny new car.

We just need something that runs.

And there's nothing that says we can't

make our own rosewater.

Exactly.

Okay.

What else do we need?

I know, I get it. It's a lot.

God.

Everybody...

Everybody's dead.

Hey, hey. Hey, easy.

It's all right.

How the hell is it all right?

Hey! Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Hey, come here, take a seat.

Trust me, trust me.

Okay, hey.

Just breathe. In through the nose...

Two, three.

Out through the mouth.

Two, three, four.

That's right.

Hey, I know.

I know it's horrible
and it's overwhelming.

But we have a plan...

To fix everything.

You okay?

Yeah, yeah.

Uh, I used to be the calm one,

walking you through the panic att*cks.

I'm glad I can finally return the favor.

So...

Uh...

What's this plan of yours?

Well, let's just say it's a
good thing you're her...

Sharpest assistant.

You know, I used to have
this recurring dream as a child

that one day I would be wealthy
enough or powerful enough

that I could open a kind of orphanage

for every magical being
that didn't have parents.

And they would have
a home and a place...

Ah.

How's my world today, Jordan?

Perfect. As always.

Oh.

Oh, excuse me.

Uh, the Big Island menehune
have requested an audience,

as have the Siberian rusalka.

And here's an offer of tribute
from the elven community.

Oh.

Oh!

I am so sorry.

I don't know how that happened.

And here I thought
boxers are supposed to

be good with their hands.

Yeah, right? I mean, of all people,

you wouldn't think
I'd be a butterfinger.

- Mm.
- Uh, here. Let me.

There.

Good as new.

Huh.

Um, do you need anything else?

No. Thank you.

Good as new.

I'm just gonna...

Thank you, Abigael.

Jordan?

You know, it turns out

- I do need something after all.
- Anything.

I need to know how you
got your memory back.

I...

- I-I don't know what you're...
- Well,

you shouldn't have any
memory of being a boxer.

So, if you remember boxing,
that begs the question...

What else do you remember?

I'm going to get you to talk.

The longer you wait,
the more painful it will be.

Listen to that baby purr.

I can't believe we managed
to scrape it all together.

- Did you get it?
- Yeah.

But Inara got Jordan. Took
him to the command center.

What?

I know.

Thank God we have this spell to

get Jordan and the black amber.

What's next?

The last ingredient is desire.

The reason we want to
pass through the door.

To restore our powers.

And put things back the way they were.

Okay.

Okay.

Craft a key to locks secure,

through any door, the way assured.

Huh?

That's not gonna open any locks.

How long have you been like this?

How did you regain your memory?

If you don't answer me,
I've got no use for you.

Did someone help you wake up?

Yeah.

You did.

By making such a mess of the world.

I can't believe I didn't
snap out of it sooner.

If there is something
wrong with my world,

you're gonna help me fix it.

You guys must've messed something up.

Why are you using a Crock-Pot, anyway?

Because we had to improvise

- every part of the spell.
- Oh, great.

So while Jordan and I
were out risking our lives,

you two were here going off recipe?

Smidge of this, dash of that?

Well, maybe you could have
done it better if you hadn't spent

all day getting one ingredient.

- Guys.
- Oh, let me just

run to the store and grab a
couple pints of demigod blood.

Guys! Hey.

Last time I checked,
Inara was still the bad guy.

We're doing it, aren't we?

We're turning against each other

like Inara and her sisters did.

Yes.

We don't want to end up like them.

No.

Maybe it wasn't the
spell that we got wrong.

Maybe it was our desire.

What do you mean?

I want the world to
go back to how it was.

The Unseen? The Tallyman?

Fear and helplessness
spreading like a disease?

Things were kind of a mess.

Right.

So what do we want?

We can't go back to the way things were.

We have to make it better.

For everyone.

I'm in.

Me, too.

All right.

Right.

Craft a key to locks secure,

through any door, the way assured.

But why would anyone

want to remember
what it was like before?

I've created a world
where magical creatures

are finally free, equal...

Lobotomized.

Watch it.

People feel safe here.

Because you wiped their memories

without their consent.

Let's not even talk about the humans.

You've seen what humans
do to those who are different.

Coexistence was never on the table.

You wouldn't know 'cause
you never gave them a chance.

Just like your sisters
didn't give you one.

I am nothing like them.

- Don't you judge me!
- I'm not.

I'm not.

I think the grief of what your
sisters did has consumed you.

I get it.

But I also think you
know this is all wrong.

You have all the power
here. Why not fix things?

Bring everyone back.

- Make a utopia for every...
- I can't

undo this.

What?

Even if I wanted to.

The nine, the Unity Bowl,
it was a onetime deal.

No.

What's done is done.

It can't be reversed?

But...

But that can't be.

What are you not telling me?

What are you hiding?

No. No.

Oh!

Or should I say who?

No. Inara, wait.

No.

Alligatum est!

Inara!

Inara, wait! Please.

No! Inara, wait!

- Harry.
- Harry.

What are you doing back here?

Inara. She's onto you, and she's coming.

We have to get out of
here. Grab on. Hurry.

What is this place?

Our last hope.

Your plan won't work.

Inara can't bring humans back,

so stealing her powers gets you nowhere.

What? How could you possibly know that?

One of the few perks
of this wretched place:

in addition to VHS copies
of every possible past,

I can also look in on the present.

Got to wiggle it.

Yeah.

Who the hell is she?

Oh, that's just Diana.

Now, don't mind me.
Just grabbing a snack.

Come on, you piece of...

I'm sorry. You never know
when the volume's gonna work.

Oh, God. Jordan.

What is she doing to him?

Nothing good.

All the more reason to
restore your powers and fast.

If Inara can't fix this, how can we?

Time travel.

What?

We've done it before.
Why can't we do it again?

We could end up in medieval times

or-or-or getting eaten by dinosaurs.

For the record, I've worked out

the kinks since your trip to the ' s.

But it's still a no-go.

We need to know exactly
when and where to go.

And that's where I come in.

I found something

while Jordan was
singing at Dev's memorial.

Do we really have to watch this again?

I'm afraid so. Please, just watch.

All right. Right here

as he hits the high note.

But it's just...

- Static.
- Exactly.

- I believe it's a pivot point.
- A what?

A point in time where history
can be fundamentally changed.

In that one moment, the
future remains unwritten.

- Well, how do you know?
- I don't.

Not for sure. Hence the "last hope."

Look, I have watched
thousands of these tapes,

and they all end the
same way except this one.

I don't believe that's a coincidence.

If you're right, then this may work.

But we'd have to go back
to that precise moment.

Oh, uh, we can't just go
back a little further, like...

Before Dev d*ed?

Macy.

Oh, believe me, those
tapes were the first I checked.

I watched you save Dev and
Macy in a hundred different ways.

And they all ended badly.

I wish we could bring them back.

But I'm afraid this is it.

Our one chance.

- Then we'll take it.
- You just need

to find a way to get Inara
out of the command center.

No easy task, now that she's onto us.

You said these tapes contained
footage of the past, right?

Anything you could ever want to see.

Or hear?

♪ Tallyman, Tallyman ♪

♪ He keeps count ♪

♪ Tallyman, Tallyman ♪

♪ Don't step out ♪

♪ If... ♪

They're not waking up.

Why isn't it working?

Just give it a minute.

Tallyman terrorized the
magical community for months.

Collective grief isn't personal,

but it's just as powerful. Trust me.

♪ Tallyman, Tallyman... ♪

♪ He keeps count ♪

♪ Tallyman, Tallyman ♪

♪ Don't step out ♪

♪ If you're good ♪

♪ Then he pays... ♪

Stop stalling.

Where are the Charmed Ones?

What are they planning?

Looks like you're about to find out.

No. No.

Banish before,

cage the mind,

bury the memories for none to find.

To a new dawn.

And a long day.

Who's next?

Banish before, cage the mind...

Okay.

Banish before, cage the mind...

... bury memories for none to find.

Banish before, cage the mind,

bury memories for none to find.

Banish before,

cage the mind...

Bury memories for none to find.

Jordan!

Go. I'll keep watch.

Huh.

Whoa.

We'll give you the full tour later.

Now what?

Now we go save the world.

Where's Jordan?

Jordan!

She can't do that to us.

We have to get up, get her.

Mel?

Mel?

Mel!

Oh, God.

Containment spell.

Alligatum est!

Just breathe.

No!

No!

He's...

He's not gone.

And neither am I.

Not if you...

If I what? What? What?

If you take my time powers.

You can stop this.

She's too strong. It's not gonna hold.

I don't know the first thing
about being a time witch.

You...

You can stop this.

I know you can.

Go. Now.

Come on.

No!

Now it's just you and me.

No. You're wrong.

It's just me.

Jordan.

Harry.

Mel.

- Oh, my God, Mel.
- They're gone.

- They're really gone.
- No.

No, Mel said if we
get to the pivot point,

we can save her. We can save everyone.

- Okay, well, how do we do that?
- That's the thing.

I don't know. I-I'm
not a time witch. I...

I don't know the first thing about

sending people back in time. I...

Mel started with a sandwich.

Maybe we start there, too.

- What do you mean?
- I mean, if it's too risky

to send ourselves to the past,

maybe we can send a message

to ourselves in the past.

Everything we need to know.

Everything they need to know.

Everything that's happened.

Mel believes in you.

I believe in you.

You can do this.

Maggie, she's coming.

- I-I can't do it.
- No, you can.

You can, okay? Just hurry.

- I love you.
- I love you, too.

♪ I see trees of green ♪

♪ Red roses... ♪

Mel, where do you put
your Blue Camellia matches?

There have got to be some
matches around here somewhere.

I'm gonna miss the whole memorial.

Bingo.

♪ What a wonderful world... ♪

What the...?