Someone to Watch Over Me/Transcript

The Armory

 * Grace: I love this dress.


 * Rose: We look so pretty.


 * Charlotte: How did you..? These could have fallen on you. What have I been telling you? You need to be careful. And these dresses are not playclothes.


 * Grace & Rose: We're practising.


 * Rose: For the wedding.


 * Charlotte: Look I know you girls are excited about the wedding, and wearing these dresses and all of it but it might not be as soon as Mommy promised.


 * Rose: Why?


 * Charlotte: Well, people who love each other don't always get married. It doesn't mean they don't love each other, it just doesn't always work out that way. Oh, honey, please don't be upset.

[Box is set on fire.]


 * Charlotte: Girls, please.


 * Grace: Ooh, Rose in trouble, just like at school.


 * Charlotte: This happened at school?

The Armory (Outside)

 * Charlotte: When were you gonna tell me the girls were asked to leave their preschool?


 * Christopher: When I figured out how to stop it and could find them another school to go to. There's just nowhere for them to go.


 * Charlotte: But you lied to me. You said that the magic was new.


 * Christopher: And I am sorry. But I'm not the only one keeping secrets, here. I mean, what's up with the flower girl dresses in the box here, anyway?


 * Charlotte: You know we are having issues, but that's not the point.


 * Christopher: I'm really sorry. Look, why don't we just call someone? I mean, we're not really equipped to handle this.


 * Charlotte: Who're we gonna call? They're not triggered by some magical development or coven secret or anything you're gonna find in your books. It's probably just, uh, us.


 * Christopher: Wait, what do you mean?


 * Charlotte: Think about what we've put them through. Splitting up, moving around, everything that happened with Alex. The way they came into this world, even. They're sensitive children.


 * Christopher: So, we're bad parents.


 * Charlotte: No, but we could do better. If we just start trying

[Door opens.]


 * Grayson: Sorry. This place had the nearest holding cell. Little help?

The Armory Holding Cell

 * Grayson: So, you just opted to help me with this homicidal lunatic instead of spending a moment with your fiance. Care to elaborate?


 * Charlotte: Given what you've just dragged in I think you should be the one explaining.


 * Grayson: Sorry. Probably safer if you don't get involved.


 * Charlotte: Great. Just Great.


 * Alexander: Ugh. Enough about Chritophor, already. What you guys need is someone who can explain to you what's going on with your EVERMEST twins. Huh, sure there's someone around here who could help with that but I can't quite put my finger on him. [Makes buzzing noises until he points to himself.] There he is. This guy.

The Armory

 * Christopher: What're you thinking, bringing him here?


 * Grayson: We didn't know what to do with him. I don't even know if he can be killed or whatever it is you do to a person who's already dead.


 * Christopher: No, that's your priority. Alexander is quite literally my worst enemy.


 * Grayson: Look, if anyone deserves to send him to Hell, it's you. But first I need your help.

The Armory -- The Girls' Bedroom

 * Rose: Do we have to go to sleep now?


 * Charlotte: It's been a long and exciting day and you girls should have no problems falling asleep.


 * Grace: Sorry about the dresses.


 * Rose: Yeah, sorry, Mommy.


 * Charlotte: It's ok but no more of that. Okay, do you think you girls can cut that stuff out. Just try your best, okay.

The Armory Holding Cell

 * Alexander: Hello, Clarice.


 * Charlotte: You tried to kill my kids so why would you be interested in helping?


 * Alexander: Well, same thing happened to me when I was around their age. You start being able to do these things,amazing things, and at first it's accidental and random and then you start to figure it out, which sounds cool but it's, um, it's torture. It's lonely.


 * Charlotte: Nothing happened to me.


 * Alexander: You are a Glenda. Perfect little witch who could do spells and make things float. I was a kid who was walking around like an addict, fiending for a hit like I was on fire all the time. And they didn't understand it. So they isolated me.


 * Charlotte: How do we fix them?


 * Alexander: Well, I chose to become a sociopath with a penchant for murder and mayhem but I take it you might want to steer them in a different direction.


 * Charlotte: Uh, yeah.


 * Alexander: Look around. You're in the hotbed of supernatural energy. The artifacts and books and talismans and God knows what else, witches can literally eat that up, they siphon it without even trying.


 * Charlotte: So, the girls' magic is going haywire because we brought them to the Armory.


 * Alexander: Ding! Worst possible place to bring a siphon, like easily the worst. There is practically magic in the walls. [Alexander puts his on the window, his palm glowing as he siphons] See. [Glass starts to crack; Charlotte holds her head in her hands.] Ok, it's, uh, it's not practically in the walls. The magic's actually in the walls.

Clock Tower
[Christopher's phone rings, he stops ringing the bell.]


 * Christopher: Hello.


 * Grace: Daddy.


 * Christopher: Aren't you supposed to be asleep?


 * Grace: we were. But we heard a crash. And Mommy's not here. We're scared, we're hiding under our bed.


 * Christopher: Ok, listen to me carefully. You remember where I told you to hide if there was a monster. Go there. Take your sister, do it now, ok. I'll be there soon.

The Armory/Tunnels

 * Alexander: Charlotte's phone.


 * Christopher: Alexander!? What have you done? Where's Charlotte?


 * Alexander: Yeah, she's taking a neck snap nap. Those kids really wore her out.


 * Christopher: Look you escaped. Why don't you just leave, find somebody else to terrorize?


 * Alexander: Oh because you have got two Evermest coven offspring running around here somewhere and you know how I just love Evermest for destroying my life. Who better to terrorize?


 * Christopher: I'm not going to let you hurt them. I'm coming for you.


 * Alexander: That's cute, and all, but I'm pretty sure I'm going to find them before you do but, oh what the heck, it's no fun without a little fire under your ass, right? Come get me.


 * Christopher: Yeah, well, where are you?


 * Alexander: Just making my way to where kids like to hide. You know, Evermests are supposed to be, Chris?


 * Christopher: Alexander?


 * Alexander: I tried to kill them once already. If at first you don't succeed, well. try, try to kill them again.