Golden Gate Bridge. Barbas flames in atop the support tower to find Stupid Uncle Phil -- remember him? Yeah, me neither -- meditating in the same place upon which he was so violently attacked that morning. Just die already, Stupid Uncle Phil. Barbas flames out immediately, the Dolt sporks into Barbas's place, and again with the questions and the stupidity and the hammy overacting and The Angrily Constipated Chimpanzee Face Of Unwatchable Ire And Rage and you know what? Just reread the parallel paragraph from the pre-credits sequence, only when you get to the part where the Dolt relents, pretend I instead described to you how the Dolt's sporking bolts of Stupid-Elder-killing electricity leave Zoloft in a bitty pile of ash atop the bridge. Spectral Barbas gloats for a bit before flickering out, and...wait a minute! Shakti Piper opened up an enormous wound in the demon's gut not five scenes ago. Who the hell did Barbas summon to heal that, huh? And when the hell did he find time to do it? God, this episode sucks, and I'm actually thinking most of the blame can be laid at the feet of those marketing wizards at the WB. It's becoming pretty clear this was meant to be another of Charmed's two-hour extravaganzas, but the production staff were forced at the last minute to slice it down to an hour, and the disjointed end result is just ass. Not that the two-hour version necessarily would have been any better, but still. God, I hate this show. Oh, by the way: The stricken Dolt just got his massive ass smacked around but good by the final commercial break.