| Summary: When the girls mistakenly kill a human, they realize that she is, in fact, a hitwoman named Ms. Hellfire sent to kill one or all of them. In order to figure out who is behind the scheme, Prue impersonates Ms. Hellfire and gets caught up in the world of murder-for-hire. |
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| Prue: Oh, like I need this today. Piper: Maybe it�s not a demon. Prue: Who else would want to kill us? Phoebe: Well, you know, you were a little sharp to the mailman yesterday. We all know how testy they can be. Piper: Prue - Telekinesis, Piper - Power to freeze, Phoebe - Negligible. Phoebe: What? Negligible? Prue: She obviously wanted us dead, we were on her list. Darryl: And that�s why you�re standing here alive and she�s in here riddled with bullets. Phoebe: Come on, you don�t even know if we can fly or anything like that? Darryl: I don�t even wanna know if you own a damn broom, a skillet, a cauldron, a Dust Buster. I don�t give a damn. Prue: Check out this wardrobe. Piper: Um, Prue, honey, focus. Dan: If it�s your sisters you�re worried about, they can move in too. Since Jenny moved back with her folks there�s just plenty of room. Piper: Uh, I don�t know if that�s such a great idea. Some of us don�t wear pajamas. Piper: Yeah, and guess what. She�s got a new power. She can astral project now. Phoebe: Are you kidding me? Piper: Nope. Phoebe: Are you kidding me? Piper: Nope. Phoebe: I hate her. Prue: Phoebe, I'm working. Piper: More like you're working it. Phoebe: Who knew perky could be so annoying? Piper: Prue, we're your sisters. Listen to me. You gave me the chicken pox. Phoebe: Remember, I taught you how to French kiss. Piper: You broke your ankle when you were seven. Come on, Prue. We went to Duran Duran together. You stretched out my leg warmers. Phoebe: And then you gave them to me. Phoebe: I never get tired of kicking his butt. |
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