A short sidebar, just to digest all of the new rules they threw at us during that last exchange. So The Source Of All Eeevil is merely an agglomeration of powers that can be transferred from host to host and not an individual that has existed since the beginning of time. Okay. That agglomeration, having been Eeevil for centuries, would not be affected by any reservations the new host might have about joining the dark side, so The Mythological Forty-Eight-Hour Window Of Brad Kern Yanking This Out Of His Ass has no bearing on Cole's current situation. No problem there, I suppose. The agglomeration can somehow be vanquished on its own, allowing The Throne Of Hell to be occupied by others, as hinted at by this Kurzon person's planned coup. Gotcha. Cole, therefore, is not really Eeevil at the moment, he's simply possessed -- or infected, if you will. If the gals can figure out a way to knock The Source out of him, everything will be fine. I can live with that. Here's the problem: Why would D'Eartha not have absorbed The Source into herself when The Hollow was banished once more to its crypt? And don't give me that line of crap about Cole having a "void" in himself where Belthazor used to exist, thereby making it easier for the agglomeration to infect him. The Belthazor half of our favorite demonic boy-toy is completely gone and has been for months. Since D'Eartha's so eager for power, why didn't she snatch it up for herself? Is there some Spelling rule that says, "Girls can be bouncy and perky and show off their tits but can't be trusted with power," perhaps? Face it, the Glamorous Ladies are pretty much earthbound tools for the presumably-male Elders. (Shades of Charlie's Angels, if you think about it, where Kelly, Jill, and Sabrina did all the work and John Forsythe got the business, the credit, and most of the cash.) I realize that Cole's character was going nowhere without his Eeevil side, but would it have broken some Law Of Aaron for them to hire Debbi Morgan as the new Source or something?
Whatever. Cole blazes into a bathroom at the Manor and staggers over to the mirror to stare at his reflection for a bit. Cole looks like Robbie Williams, and by that I mean it looks like he just woke up from a weeklong bender involving booze, whores, and anthrax. Good job with the haggard make-up. He takes a couple of deep breaths, trying to pull himself together, before he steps out into the upstairs hallway. Phoebe nearly runs right into him and asks where he's been. He mumbles some excuses, then grips his head in pain. He claims he has a migraine and pushes past her to head downstairs. Piper wanders in, wondering what's going on. Phoebe sighs, "I wish I knew."