Cut to a webbed-over cave opening that presumably leads into The Lair Of The Spider Woman. That's inconspicuous. Not. Stupid fucking show. The ogre bounces a boulder off the barrier a couple of times with no effect. "It's impenetrable," sighs the Dolt. "Maybe we could draw her out," Raige shrugs. "How are we gonna do that?" Phoebe wonders. "I could always just knock," offers the ogre, who proceeds to do just that. The ogre's pounding's soon shaking the entire cavern interior. "Dammit," mutters The Spider Woman. She picks her way over Chris Of Herself's prone form and heads over to the entryway. She materializes through the webbing without disturbing it, eyes the ogre towering above her, and deadpans, "You're pissing me off." Heh. Raige steps forward to confront her. "You think you can take me without your sister?" The Spider Woman pffts. "We'll just have to see," Raige shrugs before crying out, "Now!" The creepily undead fairy princess buzzes around The Spider Woman's head. The Spider Woman claws at the air for a bit before punching Raige in the face. Hee! Phoebe leaps forward to boot The Spider Woman in the stomach, propelling the demonette into the dirt. The assy nymrod materializes behind some bushes and hurls a vanquishing vial at The Spider Woman, but the latter morphs down to her CGI self, and the vial flies wide to explode harmlessly against some rocks. "Step on her!" Raige yells. The ogre complies, spraying the surrounding dirt with green Spider Woman guts. That's it? That's the vanquish? Lame. The webbing protecting the cave's entrance melts away. Raige volunteers to deliver the antidote to Big Infected Chris, but the Dolt insists it's his responsibility, and he heads inside.
Cut to the Dolt assisting the restored Piper to her feet. They exchange pleasantries with neither, oddly enough, commenting on Piper's advanced stage of pregnancy. A hissing noise reaches their ears from the depths of the cave. "What's that?" Piper hesitates. "Our little boy," the Dolt replies as Chris Of The Spider Woman emerges from the shadows to glower at them. Concerned for Piper's safety, the Dolt waves a hand around in front of her face, and she immediately orbs outside, where she joins her sisters by the cave's entrance. They barely have time to greet each other before Chris Of The Spider Woman appears in the entranceway to reseal it with webbing of his own. The Glamorous Ladies gape.
Inside, the Dolt backs away from his rapidly advancing and supremely pissed-off son. "C-c-can't we j-j-just talk about this for a minute?" the Dolt stammers. "A minute?" Chris sneers, gripping my useless father-in-law by the throat and slamming him down into Rathmere's remains. "We have the next hundred years!" Chris Of The Spider Woman yanks violently on the Dolt's throat and drags him into the final commercial break. Oh, this is going to be good.