The jumpy DemonCam on crack hurtles through the streets before dumping us in a shabbily genteel apartment elsewhere in the city. Bacarra's scruffy present incarnation slams through the open door with a dagger in his hand, screaming, "Come on, witch! I know you're here!" As opposed to Future Bacarra, Present Bacarra has yet to appreciate the benefits of an all-black wardrobe and applies far too much styling gel to his hair. Now he looks like an ungodly cross between Jamie Kennedy and Seth Green. Future B blinks in and greets Present B. Present B, naturally, is wary of his better-groomed doppelganger. Future B grins that he remembers this particular shabby-genteel one-bedroom, and notes that the witch Present B seeks has "the power of invisibility." Future B mutters some Craptin while twisting his hand around as if screwing in a light bulb. The witch in question materializes behind an armchair and promptly freaks. She breaks for the door, but Future B snatches her up in his arms. He mutters some more Craptin, and the witch lapses into a coma. I feel you, my sister. Future B gently deposits the woman on the floor, then rises to inform Present B of his cunning plan. Future B intends to capitalize on the present unrest over in Halliwell Manor and the Casa Del Cole to abscond with the Book of Shadows, off the Charmed Ones, and assume the throne of Hell. He sidles over to the unfortunate witch's cabinet of potion ingredients and selects a few items from the shelves. Present B snits that they can't steal the Book, because the thing shields itself from evil. Future B has that one covered. "With a little blood from [the Glamorous Ladies'] line and a spell from the future," the two Bs can temporarily "cloak [themselves] in goodness," thereby granting them access to the Book. Gradual understanding breaks across Present B's face, and he smiles slyly.
Episode Report CardDemian: A- | 373 USERS: C+
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