Attic. Phoebe hugs herself on a divan as the Dolt orbs into the room to note that he "can't get a read on" Raige. Piper strolls in with some iced tea. "Anything on that demon?" she asks. Phoebe's found an entry in the Book for "The Tall Man." "Oral tradition tells of a giant whose body served as a portal to other dimensions," Piper reads. "Because he was imprisoned centuries ago, nobody knows what this demon's name is or if he even exists." Phoebe interjects that "it gets worse: 'There's no known vanquish for him. The Source was so threatened he condemned the giant to spend eternity in a cage.'" The Dolt deduces that D'Eartha sent Lurch to the Manor to abscond with Phoebe. Piper passes Phoebe a glass of tea "to cool [her] off." Phoebe raises the glass to her lips, but the demon inside apparently detests caffeine. Phoebe's hand jerks away from her body, flinging the glass to shatter on the floorboards. Piper is forced to admit that the tea contained a binding potion. So much for that solution. Phoebe arrives at the realization that she's carrying the new Source in her womb. What? Don't ask me. I haven't a clue. Choke back your disbelief and pray that this damn episode ends soon.
Hell. Raige wakes to find herself trapped in Lurch's cage. She's greeted by a fabulously poised D'Eartha and immediately snots, "So, what? You're into some kind of dominatrix thing now?" D'Eartha ignores the snide remark to note that Raige isn't the sister she was expecting, but that she'll do for now. Raige sneers and attempts to orb out of the cage. Because of the cage's built-in force field, her little cloud of orbs just bounces around a bit while D'Eartha titters gleefully. Raige rematerializes and rises to her feet. "So what was your plan?" she asks. "Trap Phoebe in this cage and fatten her up until she gives birth?" D'Eartha notes that not even she has the patience for such an endeavor. Raige will learn of D'Eartha's intentions as soon as Phoebe receives D'Eartha's message. D'Eartha steps away from the cage, and her eyes cloud over.
Up in the Manor, Phoebe gasps her way into a premonition of D'Eartha shooting some sort of death ray from her hands into the caged Raige. As she gives details of the vision to Piper and the Dolt, Lurch flares into the attic. "Come with me, or your sister will die," he tells her. Phoebe crosses to take his hand, determined to extract Raige from the mess Phoebe herself created. The Dolt places his body between them, insisting that it's all a trap set by the cunning D'Eartha to kill them all. Phoebe grips the Dolt's flannel shirt and flips him onto the divan. "That wasn't the baby," she warns. "That was me." Piper snatches up the vial of D'Eartha vanquish and dives for Lurch, intending to head to Hell in Phoebe's place and dust D'Eartha herself. Phoebe tosses open her hands, and the blue death ray from her premonition slams into Lurch, knocking him across the attic. Piper lands heavily the floor, crushing the vial beneath her body. Oh, that's going to help her scarred uterus along. Piper and the Dolt rise to urge Phoebe not to take advantage of the Phoetus's evil powers to rectify the situation. Phoebe, of course, ignores them. She raises her palm once more, and this time the blue death ray sizzles its way through Lurch's robes, setting him alight. Lurch whips his head back and forth in confusion and pain before vanishing in a veil of flame. "Phoebe," Piper breathes. "Nobody's ever been able to vanquish that demon. Do you realize what you just did?" Phoebe silently gazes at her smoking palm for a moment before her eyes flip shiny beetle-black. The Dolt holds Piper back as Phoebe blazes out of the attic.