Legend holds that buried somewhere in the Iraqi desert is a fabled book penned by ancient mystics known as the Akashic Records, believed to be a written account of all significant events throughout time. Powerful stuff. If someone were to get their hands on that, they could win the lottery... or at least get tenure. (CHUCKLES) To know the future brings, obviously, ultimate power, which is why everyone from Herod to Hitler has been looking for the records. But to find them, to find them,... one needs a map. This tablet, found in the Ivory Coast last year, is believed to be the very map, although the engravings are of a lost language so far undecipherable to, uh, even scholars like myself. But... we're close. Whoever can decipher them first will know the exact latitude and longitude of the Akashic Records. My God, that's it. - Excuse me? - Uh, no, no. Excuse me. If you'll follow me this way, I'll show you the next exhibit, which is quite interesting. I cracked it. Dad,... the rest of the map. It was a transposition sequence, just like you said. And it's all in here ` the location of the Akashic Records. Now... they're gonna come after me, just like they came after you, but I'm gonna be ready for them, Dad. Hey. - Hey. - How's he doin' today? He's the same. Thanks for always keepin' his room so cheerful, Phoebe. I really appreciate it. Oh, don't mention it. I mean, for all we know, he knows they're here, too, right? Isn't that why you keep talkin' to him? Eric, can I speak to you alone, please? Oh. Uh, yeah. Uh,... outside. I'm not moving him, Dr Stone. Eric, it's been six weeks. This facility is not designed for long-term maintenance. Maintenance? That's my father you're talking about. And he's gonna get better, and he's gonna stay here. (GASPS) Eric, wait! Ooh! Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh! I think Jack's a warlock. - Who? - Jack. Uh, Jack Sheridan. The Internet auction guy I met. Remember? I went to go get coffee. He was standing in front of me, and then I went straight to the news-stand, and, wham, he was right there reading a magazine. So he went from one place to another in the blink of an eye. You think he blinked. Well, yeah. That's what warlocks do, right? Where's Phoebe? - She's volunteering at the convalescent hospital. - Great. Wait. - You have to know if there's a warlock test. - Me? Why would I know? Well, I` I mean, you... are a warlock magnet. Am I never going to live Jeremy down? You know, you had that Rex-and-Hannah thing at work. OK, fine. You've got 'em in your love life, I've got 'em at the water cooler. What's up with the suitcase? A little overnighter. Dan's friend is getting married in Tahoe, and Dan invited me to come along. In the same hotel? In the same bed... sort of thing? That has yet to be decided. Oh, so then this is just... tennis... outfit, right? Give it. - Thank you. - I mean, you did test him, though, right? - You know he's not a warlock? - He's not a warlock. No cats have hissed at him. He has not blinked. He has not tried to kill me or my sisters and steal our powers, which, as you know, is a key indicator. - I need the Book of Shadows. - Ah. (CHUCKLES) DOORBELL RINGS Oh, I'll get it. - Hello, you. - Hi. I was wondering if maybe we could get an earlier start... You know, miss traffic, get there quicker so we can have enough time to... - ...relax? - Mmm. Relax is a good word. BOTH CHUCKLE Any chance you could be ready in an hour? Yes. Every chance. HISSES Wonder what her problem is. I gotta go now. Bye. Prue! Did you find that warlock test yet? # I am the son # and the heir. # I am human, and I need to be loved, # just like everybody else does. # See, I've already waited too long, # and all my hope is gone. # Captioned by the National Captioning Institute. www.ncicap.org Captions edited by Fiona Jamieson. Captions were made with the support of NZ On Air. www.able.co.nz Able 2000. 19 warlock-specific death spells and not one test. What if it's a conspiracy? Jack and Dan working together, sweet-talkin', - and the whole time, they're figurin' out how to kill us. - OK, now you're getting paranoid. Well, how can we not with warlocks and demons comin' out of the woodwork all the time? - It's a wonder we trust anybody. - We don't. - Here it is. - To hear secret thoughts? Yeah. We can hear Jack and Dan's thoughts just long enough to confirm or deny our suspicions. - No personal gain. - Purely for protection. OK. BOTH: 'As flame lights shadow and truth ends fear, 'open locked thoughts to my mind's willing ear. 'May the smoke from this candle into everywhere creep, 'bringing innermost voices to my mind in speech.' - PIPER'S THOUGHTS: Hey, she's wearing my lipstick. -What, I can't borrow your lipstick? I didn't say that, Prue. I thought it. PRUE'S THOUGHTS: Whatever. Just learn to share. I heard that. - This could be very dangerous. - PHOEBE'S THOUGHTS: Stay calm. Calm down. Book of Shadows, needles and warlocks, and Eric's in trouble. Find out who. Find out what. The hospital hottie? - What? - Uh,... how's Eric? Did you see him today? Uh, why's the Book of Shadows down here, girls? - Jack blinked. - And Kit hissed at Dan. Right. And we think that they may be warlocks, so we were looking for a test so that we could... test them. - PHOEBE'S THOUGHTS: Hello! Paranoid? - We are not! Able... to find a spell in the Book of Shadows. Well, just prick 'em. Warlocks don't bleed, so if there's no blood, you got your answer. - PIPER'S THOUGHTS: Who knew? - PRUE'S THOUGHTS: Phoebe did. The spell ` don't tell her. - Should we reverse it? - Not until we know if they're really... Are you two OK? So, how's Eric? Has he asked you out yet? No, but he's in trouble. I had a premonition today ` a demon or warlock maybe with a needle thingy on his finger. He was trying to stick it into Eric's head, so I came home to see what we're up against. You guys go deal with Jack and Dan. I'll look on the Internet. I'll tell you if I find anything. PRUE'S THOUGHTS: Great. We're surrounded by warlocks. - PIPER'S THOUGHTS: Next time, get your own damn lipstick. - PRUE'S THOUGHTS: I heard that. - I love you. - Bite me. KNOCK ON DOOR Prue! Jack, you actually wear that to work? JACK'S THOUGHTS: Oh, feisty, feisty. Well, when work puts me in front of an on-line server handling five million on-line auction hits a day, yeah, I do. (CHUCKLES) What's the emergency? Verschwang. - JACK'S THOUGHTS: My what? - Verschwang Publications. The German conglomerate? You handled their CEO's bronze miniature collection for the Internet auction, right? JACK'S THOUGHTS: Be careful. She suspects. - Pfft. Yeah. Of course. - Well, I need some bronzes checked out. - Who did your validation? - JACK'S THOUGHTS: Uh-oh. Va-Validation? You do have people's collections validated, don't you? JACK'S THOUGHTS: Mostly I put people in graves or incinerate them. Oh, yeah! Pfft! It was Walt Potock at Berkeley School of Design. He's the best. JACK'S THOUGHTS: If she finds out I'm lying, she is gonna die. Well, you know what? I'm a little late. Gotta go. Good to see you again. You're dying first. You ready? Um, can you come in? Um,... where's your suitcase? - Upstairs. - Oh. I see. DAN'S THOUGHTS: Uh-oh. Cold feet. She's backing out. It's OK. Don't push it. Just don't push it. Look,... don't move. OK. Um, this is gonna hurt me a lot more than it's gonna hurt you. Piper, we have to get to Eric. What's the matter? He didn't bleed. He's not bleeding. There's no blood. There's nothing. Uh, yeah. Of course he's not bleeding. He's frozen. His blood is frozen. (CHUCKLES) Yeah. Right. OK, go back upstairs. Good. OK. Ow! - What the hell was that? - You're bleeding! - Uh, just... just a little bit. DAN'S THOUGHTS: Love her touch. If she doesn't want to go, it's OK. Don't force it. (CHUCKLES) Dan, listen. I` I really want to go. But...? FOOTSTEPS - He's bleeding! - He's lucky. Hi. Listen, Dan, I have to borrow Piper for a little while, but I'll have her back soon. OK? - PHOEBE'S THOUGHTS: Nice butt. - Hey! Hey, um, you hang in there, and I'll be back in time. Yeah, I hope so. CAT HISSES Uh... Oh. That's what's scaring Kit. It's, um... You got hornets. That's probably what stung me, too. Yeah. Um,... probably. OK. Gotta go. Um,... don't leave without me. OK, gotta go, gotta go. They're called 'collectors'. They're a warlock` Ahem. They're a warlock breed that drains knowledge out of people's brains - with that weird finger I saw. - The book didn't say how to vanquish them? No. It just said, 'Their hunger for knowledge is your ally.' OK. Whatever that means. Are you sure this is where he lives? It's what the hospital records said. 5D. Here it is. Uh! STRUGGLING AND SHOUTING - Argh! - Piper! Ohhh. - Okey-dokey. - Oh my God. That is Dr Stone ` Eric's dad's doctor. All right. Let's get him out of here. We'll figure out what they want later. - Are you ready? - Uh-huh. - You do a little thingy. - OK. STRUGGLING AND SHOUTING - Hyah! - Ooh! Get outta here! Get outta here! What are you doing here? Get back. - Oh my God. - Oh, shoot. OK, let's go! Let's go! - They're the ones who put my father in the hospital. They took his mind. - Who do you think they are? ERIC'S THOUGHTS: NSA, CIA. Who knows? Somebody in bulletproof vests. The question is, who are you? Friends. ERIC'S THOUGHTS: Yeah, right (!) They're also after the Akashic Records. - What are the Akashic Records? - I knew it. - Wait. What did you just say? - The Akashic Records. What are they? - You tell me. - I'll tell you. They're a book of ancient prophecies, the future of the world, down to the smallest detail, hidden away and lost for centuries. - But it's just a legend. How did you`? - You're well informed. I read a lot. Piper, how did you know that? I'll tell you later. So they want those records, and they want Eric because he knows how to find them. Right? Who are you people? What if it's not a legend? Say they're real. What happens if the bad guys get these records? Then they use the future against us. No more us. The bad guys win. I gotta get my father out of there. - No. Wait, Eric. - He's stuck in the hospital, and Dr Stone's in on it. Eric, it is not about your father any more. It's about you, especially if they think you know how to find the Akashic Records. - Try and stop me. - Uhh! Uhh! OK. - Ow. - (CHUCKLES) - Entertaining guests, I see. - Hi. Uh, Piper, could you help me out a little? - Who's the cute boy? - (PANTS) That's Eric, from the hospital. Two warlocks called collectors want what's in his brain, the location of the Akashic Records. PIPER'S THOUGHTS: A lost text that predicts all future events. Collectors get it, the world's a goner. - It's a, uh` - It's a lost text that predicts all future events. The collectors get it, the world's a goner. I know. OK, does someone want to tell me what's going on here? PIPER'S THOUGHTS: Have to tell her now. OK. Um,... Phoebe,... see, Piper and I didn't really know about the whole pricking thing to expose a warlock, so we sort of cast a little hearing-thoughts spell just to find things out. - Oh, a hearing thoughts spell. - PIPER'S THOUGHTS: Dan's clean, by the way. PRUE'S THOUGHTS: Glad to hear it. Jack's not. Wait. Are you guys thinking something about me right now? No. Does Eric know witches, warlocks? No. He thinks it's a government conspiracy. - How do you know Jack's a warlock? - I heard his thoughts, and they are bad. Really bad. You know, graves, dead people, burnt bodies. - Did you prick him? - No. That's why I need Piper. Freeze him, prick him, and then vanquish him if necessary. - PIPER: Where'd you get that? - Ooh. Remember the, uh, troubled priest with the warlock brothers? Well, they left this behind, and I've sort of hung on to it just in case we needed it for future warlock use. Wow. It's been a while, but it seems like they're everywhere. OK. You two go to it. I'll stay here. - What if the collectors show up? - Well, just get back before they do. Don't lose that dagger. PRUE'S THOUGHTS: We have to go kill a warlock while she gets to sit on some guy's` Hey, hey, hey! - You... heard that? - Like I need a hearing-thoughts spell to know what you're thinking. Ooh! Ooh! Stop it. - Ow! - Now are you gonna behave? (CHUCKLES) Do I have a choice? No. - Did you find Eric? - No. Not good. He's being protected by a time-freezing witch. And Bruce Lee's little sister. The Akashic Records are within our reach. It's going to be very difficult to drain his brain if they know what we're after. Not to worry. We'll get into his mind... through his heart. Ooh. Very nice. Ah. There she is, hard at work. Uh, look,... I'm glad you called. Can I come in? - Sure. - JACK'S THOUGHTS: Stay focused. Get it over with. PRUE'S THOUGHTS: Freeze him. - Eep! - (SIGHS) - The dagger. His hand. Just... kind of poke him. - He's not bleeding. - He's frozen. Oh. Yeah. OK. OK. OK. Wait a minute. - OK. - Ooh! - Hey! Any survivors? - Uhh... Uhh! - OK. There's two of them. - Twin warlocks? - Or maybe they're just twins. OK. You unfreeze them. If that prick doesn't bleed, - then that one's dead too. - All right. - All right, let 'em go. - Ouch! Well, what's the matter? She bite you? - You shouldn't be here. - Well, man, I couldn't let you take all the blame. - He's bleeding. - All right. This is my sister Piper. Which one of you jerks is Jack? Uh,... I'm the jerk. This is my twin brother Jeff. Hi. Nice to meet you. Look, sorry for the little tap-dance earlier. (CHUCKLES) So, what exactly was it that you guys were trying to prove? It's... just a little something we used to do growing up. Yes. When one of us would take an interest in someone` - Don't get the wrong idea. - So you'd send the other one to check out the merchandise, - sort of kick the tyres? - Crude, but accurate. - PRUE'S THOUGHTS: Still doesn't explain why he wanted to kill me. - PIPER'S THOUGHTS: Good point. So, uh,... Jeff,... what is it that you do for a living? Oh, great. This should be a conversation stopper. I own a mortuary. Actually, a whole chain of 'em. Mortuaries. - Put 'em in graves, set 'em on fire. - Mm-hm. - Huh? - You know,... you two should be ashamed of yourselves. That's for thinking that you could get away with it. And that's for thinking that you wouldn't get slapped. - Piper! - (CHUCKLES) - Ha ha! I approve! How did you know to be there to help me? - Uh,... that's a long story. - Shorten it. I have this gift. I sort of know when things are gonna happen, if there's gonna be trouble. - How? - Just... somethin' I was born with. So you don't work for some government agency? No. I'm just a girl. Now let me ask you a question. This thing that you did ` translating this ancient code or whatever. Why did you do it? - I did it for my father. - To finish his work? People hurt him, and I wanted to find out who, and I want to get even. Even at the risk of them hurting you? He's my dad. I love him, and if I can't have him back, I want justice. - I envy you. - You're not... close to your folks? My mom is dead. - I'm sorry. - And my dad is... - gone. - You don't know where he is? I'm not really that interested. - I don't understand that. - You don't know my dad. Do you? Huh. No. I never got the chance to, unfortunately. OK. I'm a sucker for family. Follow me. - Jack's not a warlock. - He's a jerk. We're going to the hospital. We've gotta get Eric's dad out of there and keep him someplace safe. Come on. Where is everybody? - Did you bring that dagger? - Yep. Dad? Eric, wait. Dad, we've gotta get out out of here. Eric. DR STONE: Ohh! - What's going on? - Later. Get him. We gotta get out of here. Where'd they go? Looking for that? He's got the dagger! Ohh! Piper! Argh. Move... and she dies. - Uhh! - Argh! Dad? Eric! Eric, we still want to help you. Nothing has changed. No. Everything has changed. Some kind of monsters just took my dad. - Uh, they're called warlocks. - Warlocks? - What does that make the three of you? - Witches. (SCOFFS) Forgive me, but what you're saying is insane. Eric, you believe in the Akashic Records and all the power that they represent, right? - Yeah, I guess. - Well, most people think that's a myth. But you now know that it isn't, so isn't it possible that other things like, uh, witches and warlocks - actually do exist? - Maybe. But why would warlocks want my dad? They're probably gonna offer you a trade ` your dad for what's in your head. And they can appear any time, any place, which is why we need to get you back to the manor. You'll be safer there than anywhere else. OK. Look, Eric, I am the same girl you met at the hospital a few weeks ago. The only thing that's changed is now you know our secret. It's one hell of a secret. Yeah, and I trust you with it. So please, trust me in return. Look, if we're gonna save your father, we have to keep you safe until we figure out what we're gonna do. You do that. I have another idea. OK. I'm gonna go get him. You two get home. - Do we have to protect him? - He is pissin' me off. - Eric, what are you doing? - You'll see. We shouldn't be out in the open like this. It's not safe. - Then go. I have something I have to do. - What? What do you have to do? Get busted, Eric? D` Wow. That's the mapstone, isn't it? Yeah. My father thought it would be so wonderful translating it. A gift of knowledge to usher the world into the new millennium. Ooh, ooh, ooh! What are you doing? If the Akashic Records are everything you say they are, they're not a gift. I mean, the warlocks shouldn't have that knowledge. Neither should the rest of us. With all knowledge revealed, we could have no free will. And no world as we know it. Maybe no world at all. Now no one else will ever be able to translate the map. The only place the longitude exists is in my head. - PIPER: Poor Eric. - He'll be OK. We'll figure this out. Yeah. In the meantime, warlocks have his father. - I can't imagine how helpless he must feel. - I can. Prue,... - a warlock didn't take our father. - No, he left on his own. Do you miss him? - I didn't say that. - Do you think about him? - Why? - Cos I'm wondering if I'm the only one who does. - No. You're not. - So you miss him. I miss who he should have been, and I miss who he never was, but I don't miss him. - I do. - All right, can we get to work? OK. Let's save someone else's father instead. All right. The only way to protect Eric is to take the information out of his brain for ever. - The spell is right here. - Uh, but if we do that, Eric won't have anything to offer the warlocks, and they'll be furious, and they'll kill his dad. - Well, Eric is our innocent. Our priority is him. - Yeah, but they're both innocents. Piper, I hope it doesn't come to this, but we may have to make a choice. Why? There's gotta be another way with all the hocus-pocus we have. Still may not be enough. I mean, we're talking about the future ` everyone's future. So we have to sacrifice Eric's dad? For the greater good. Man, you can dress it up any way you want, it still stinks. You know what? It sucks. DOORBELL RINGS Oh, that's Dan. I gotta go deal with him. You gotta figure out what we're gonna say to Phoebe. Hey. You ready to go? DAN'S THOUGHTS: Oh man. She's not comin'. Uh, Dan... Uh,... look. I-I want to go. I really do. I'm just not quite ready yet. Piper, any word from the, uh,... pizza guy? Hi, Dan. We ordered pizza. Would you like to stay for pizza? DAN'S THOUGHTS: No. I want to go... with her, but... what's the point? OK, OK. I know what you're thinking` PHOEBE'S THOUGHTS: Piper! But I can be ready on time. OK. Well, I have to leave in an hour, or I'm gonna be late for this wedding rehearsal, so the car's gonna leave the driveway at 6. I hope to see ya then. OK. DAN'S THOUGHTS: Some day, some way, somehow, I'm gonna make it through that damn door. Have the warlocks made contact yet? Uh,... no, not yet. Where have you guys been? Eric destroyed the mapstone, so we're covered there. Did you guys find anything in the book? PIPER'S THOUGHTS: You tell her. I've broken enough hearts this afternoon. PRUE'S THOUGHTS: We'll both tell her. Eric. Uh, why don't you go check your messages at home? Maybe they've tried to contact you there. OK. What's goin' on? Can we talk? BEEPING ANSWERPHONE: You have no new messages. Wait. You're willing to let Eric's father die? We can't risk losing Eric and allow the warlocks to gain future knowledge. But not at the expense of his father. - We have to save him. - Phoebe, we have to save everyone's dad. We have to protect the whole world from these warlocks. And we can't do it if they have the records. So, what am I supposed to tell Eric? That we might have to sacrifice his father? I can't do that. I promised him that we would save him. - Phoebe. - PHOEBE'S THOUGHTS: You don't even care. - I'm sorry. I didn't mean that. I don't know why I even thought it. - Do you want us to tell him? No. It's somethin' that I have to do. PHONE RINGS Hello? Eric! I assume you know who this is. - Where's my father? - Oh, you do know. Good. Say hello to Eric, Ben. - Eric? Son? - Dad? - I feel so odd. - Dad. Oh, he's gone, Eric. But I can bring him back and give him to you. All I want in exchange is what's in your head. - Where can I find you? - The oak grove, the west end of Golden Gate Park. Half an hour. Alone. Without the witches. Eric? - Any messages? - Uh, uh, no, not yet. - Eric, I` - Listen. Before you say another word, I just want to say thank you for everything you've done for my father. I mean, everything you're trying to do. - Are you sure you're not an angel? - (CHUCKLES) No. I'm no angel. I could probably introduce you to one, though. It's a shame your father's not a part of your life. He would be so... proud of you. Eric, I`I need to talk to you... about you and your dad. OK. Um,... - maybe we should have another cup of tea first. - OK. I'll go get it. Thanks. Eric, where are you going? I'm just gonna go out and get some air. - ERIC'S THOUGHTS: The oak grove, Golden Gate Park. - Phoebe! PHOEBE: Yeah? - Where's he going? - He was thinking Golden Gate Park. Oh my God. The warlocks must've contacted him. All right, there are oak trees everywhere. - PHOEBE'S THOUGHTS: What if we're too late? - Phoebe, stop thinking that. Would you get out of my head, please? The Book of Shadows said that their hunger is our ally, so there must be a way to use the knowledge they've acquired against them. - Or use their greed to trap them. - Yeah, well, if all else fails, then we'll freeze them and move them long enough to get Eric away. And save his father,... right? Look, it just seems to me we should do everything we possibly can to reunite Eric and his father. I mean, imagine, a dad who actually wants to be with his child. - Phoebes, we'll do our best. - OK, then we should split up. First one that sees him hollers. Aah! Ooh, ooh. Dad. I can restore him, or I can kill him, Eric. That choice is mine. Restore him, or you don't get what you want. That choice is mine. No, no, no. You can't bargain, Eric. We're in control here. Let's check again. Who's got the upper hand? Haven't you been paying attention? That gun won't do anything to us. No, but it'll blow my head off, and if I do that, you don't get the second half of the map. Restore him... now. Dad? Eric. Son, what are you doing? Dad. You're mine now, Eric, and like I said,... we're in control. Phoebe. That's right, witches. Come and get me. WHITE'S THOUGHTS: Don't blink. Keep them focused on me. - Let him surprise them from behind. - PRUE'S THOUGHTS: Wait. Don't freeze him. - PIPER'S THOUGHTS: Why not? - Didn't you hear his thoughts? He's playing decoy. Let him think that it's working. You know, they really shouldn't have given us the finger. You read my mind. Prue, Piper. - Are you OK? - I think so. What are we doing in the park? - Oh. - Who are those people? - You don't recognise Eric? - No. Why, should I? Should I? - What's the last thing you remember? - Uh, the Hallowe'en party. That was three weeks ago. Ohh. - Are you all right? - Yeah, I'm fine. I'm fine. - Just a little confused. What am I doing here? - You don't recognise her? No. - Wait. I think I've seen you at the hospital. - Who's the cute guy? Shh. - Dad? - Eric. Oh my God! You're-You're better. What's going on? What's happening? - I don't know. - Did we do something good? You did something incredible. - OK, what am I thinking? - Uh,... - that Dan's gonna leave without me. - Nope. Good, the spell's reversed. What a relief. I think we've proven beyond a shadow of a doubt that man, and especially woman, - aren't meant to hear each other's thoughts. - Definitely. Too much knowledge, whether it comes from the Akashic Records or other people's heads, is just dangerous stuff. - So what were you thinking? - I was thinking what a shame it was that Phoebe finally met a nice guy - and she's not even gonna remember it. - Hi. BOTH: Hi. - Uh, they're gorgeous. - They're for you. - The florist left them on the porch, but there's no card. - They're huge. They're expensive. PHONE RINGS They're ringing. - Hello. - Oh no. Dan. He's leaving. Without me. - Just don't stand there. Freeze him. - Oh, right. I gotta go. - That's such a nifty little power. - Oh, honey, they open. Hello. At last. I've been calling you every 20 minutes for the last hour. Do you like the flowers? - Jack, what do you want? - You are a very suspicious woman. No. I just like to think of it as careful. Oh, come on, Prue. Are you saying you've been totally honest with me? (IMITATES STATIC) Jack, I can't hear you. The phone's breaking up. I just` I wanted to apologise. Can I take you for dinner? - I don't think so. - Come on, let me buy you a drink. - I don't think so. - Well, can I at least get my phone back? I don't think so. - Oh, I like it. - What are you doing? I'm calling Tokyo. Konnichi wa. Excuse me. I'm looking for a Dr Schlenzig. I need him to sign some insurance papers. I was told he'd be in here. Uh, yeah. He actually just took Mrs Bruen to the sun room. - You could probably catch him there. - Thanks. You're Phoebe, right? I'm Eric Bragg. I think I saw you the other day at the park. Right, right. How's your father? Oh, he's better, thanks. He's almost back to his old self. I remember. You were really sweet to him when he was in here. Not many people would have bothered. You must be an angel. No, I'm no angel, but I could probably introduce you to one if you'd like. I just realised. I have no idea where the sun room is. (CHUCKLES) Um, it's kind of complicated. Maybe I should draw you a map. Captioned by the National Captioning Institute. www.ncicap.org Captions edited by Fiona Jamieson. Captions were made with the support of NZ On Air.