Sun Porch. Li'l Bulging Brody, who is CRAY-ZEEE, paces and rages about the gals allowing the Dolt to orb from the Manor. Phoebe and Raige attempt to argue with him, but because he's CRAY-ZEEE, all this does is enrage him further. And an enraged, CRAY-ZEEE Li'l Bulging Brody is a very, very LOUD Li'l Bulging Brody, so I'll be fast-forwarding to the bit where he stomps out of view and the gals pinheadedly turn their backs on the sun porch to engage in a processing summit in the center parlor. "He's not acting like himself," Raige hisses. "I think you need to orb that potion away from him before he does something stupid," Phoebe notes with a hint of urgency in her voice. I think Raige should have reached that conclusion by herself, but Raige is now apparently even dumber than Phoebe. Raige is in the middle of fretting about the possible consequences of such an action when she unexpectedly gasps and drops to the floor with a yellow-tailed tranquilizer dart in her back. Phoebe howls in dismay as CRAY-ZEEE Bulging Brody stalks back onto the sun porch to sling his trank gun on the wicker loveseat, only to draw his automatic from his shoulder holster and level it at Phoebe's head. Shoot her! Shoot her! Shoot her in the face! Shit. Shouting that at the TV wasn't as much fun as it normally would be, because Phoebe's been almost bearable for the last two episodes. I'm telling you, Phoebe ruins everything. "What are you doing?" Phoebe gasps. "I'm killing an Avatar," he CRAY-ZEEES, "and no one's gonna stop me." Oddly enough, Li'l Bulging Brody seems on the verge of tears, too, which is either a cunning little detail that will grow in importance later, or a spur-of-the-moment character choice by Kerr Smith that will never matter at all. Your choice. Phoebe's phreaked.
Back in that dank, forbidding alleyway from the top of the hour, the Dolt orbs onto the asphalt with Piper and the still-imperiled innocent they'd stowed away at Not!warts all those many scenes ago. Did I neglect to mention they've been keeping him in a coma all this time with the help of a few potions? I did? Sorry. That line of dialogue must have been drowned out by the unearthly yowling of Gloria Gaynor at the height of the hateful Thanksgiving dinner party. Won't happen again. No, seriously. It won't happen again, because I'm going to kill my roommate if he even tries to pull this bullshit again. Piper and the Dolt share A Moment, for she has come to understand his way of looking at all things Avatar, and I don't care because the Avatars are evil and will be vanquished well in time for the season finale. As the still-imperiled innocent groans himself awake, Hot Kevin flares in to dump a Flaming Ball Of Death on the guy's chest. The innocent hasn't even time to shout before he explodes in a gout of flame. Piper and the Dolt, shocked senseless, can do nothing but gape at Hot Kevin as he thanks them for their unwitting assistance before flaring back out. "What just happened?" Piper howls. "We were tricked," the Dolt realizes. Piper shrieks something about her useless sisters as the Dolt grits his teeth and gulps.
Manor. The Dolt orbs into the center parlor with Piper, who immediately spots Raige lying unconscious on the floor and races to her side while calling out her name. "She's fine," Brody CRAY-ZEEES, and Piper and the Dolt spin around to find Phoebe perched tensely on the wicker footstool as Brody hovers above her, aiming his automatic at the Fun Bags from less than a foot away. "You and I," Brody sneers, indicating the Dolt, "are gonna have a little chat." The Dolt gapes as Phoebe and CRAY-ZEEE Bulging Brody vanish into the final commercial break.