Hello Rosie!/Transcript

This is a transcribed copy of "Hello Rosie!". Feel free to edit or add to this page, as long as the information comes directly from the episode. [The episode begins with Vaggie, Niffty, Alastor, Angel Dust, Sir Pentious and Husk all sitting in the hotel's lounge.]

Niffty: So, like where are your wings?

Vaggie: Niffty i don't have--

[Vaggie's sentence is cut off by Angel Dust.]

Angel Dust: Did you ever think maybe she's sensitive about her lack of wings, just like her lack of tits?

[Niffty tugs at Vaggie's shirt]

Niffty: Yeah. Where are your tits?

[Vaggie sighs]

Vaggie: Any other questions?

Husk: I got one. How come every time Charlie talks to Heaven we get in deeper and deeper shit?

Vaggie: It's not her fault. Angels are just--

Angel Dust: Liars?

Vaggie: ...difficult. But Charlie's trying her best.

Husk: Yeah, well, her best is turning out real well so far.

Angel Dust: And where is miss fearless leader anyway? Isn't it about time for another "doomed-to-fail" plan?

Vaggie: She's upstairs. Coming up with something, I'm sure, in our room. Alone.

[Sinister music starts to play]

Alastor: Hmm.

[Alastor vanishes into black smoke.]

[The scene changes showing Charlie in her bed under her covers softly crying. While Razzle and Dazzle comfort her with Tissues. Alastor reappears in her room and approaches her bedside.]

Alastor: Oh, Charlie, you look an absolute mess.

[Charlie begins to appear annoyed]

Charlie: Ugh, go away, Alastor.

[Alastor sits down on her bed while Charlie hides again under the covers]

Alastor: Now, now is that any way to act after picking a fight with all of Heaven and dooming everyone you love?

[Charlie emerges from the covers]

Charlie: I have enough on my mind without hearing your sadistic idea of a joke, asshole.

[Charlie wraps herself under the covers again, only for Alastor to appear laying beside her.]

Alastor: Who's joking?

[Charlie scared, jumps and falls off of the bed.]

Alastor: You have a captive audience downstairs waiting to hear what kind of inspiring performance you have planned next.

[Charlie now leaning on the bed.]

Charlie: Ugh, I can't. How can I face them after failing them all so hard?

[Alastor repositions himself on his stomach and begins kicking his legs in the air.]

Charlie: They came here to be saved and all I gave them was more pain.

[Charlie begins tearing up again.]

Charlie: I'm just as bad as the cruelest Overlord in Hell. And maybe worse.

[Charlie stands and paces back and forth.]

Charlie: At least they don't go around giving false hope.

Alastor: Well, I never expected to see such a miserable display of self-loathing from you.

Charlie: Oh, fuck you, Alastor.

[Alastor adjusts himself, now laying on his side]

Charlie: All you do is stand there, smiling while you watch us struggle and fail. I don't know how you can enjoy all this suffering so much.

[Alastor stands up, wraps his fingers on Charlie's shoulder while chuckling]

Alastor: *Chuckles* Just because you see a smile don't think you know what's going on underneath.

[Alastor lets go of Charlie]

Alastor: *Grabs Charlie's face with his hand and makes her smile* A smile is a valuable tool, my dear.

Alastor: *Let's go of Charlie's face* It inspires your friends, keeps your enemies guessing, and ensures that no matter what comes your way, you're the one in control.

Charlie: But I'm not.

[Charlie starts walking towards her bedroom window]

Charlie: I'm the farthest thing from in control. The person I trust most has been lying to me for years. Heaven refuses to listen.

[Charlie thuds both fists against the window.]

Charlie: Even if they did, I can't prove that the hotel works. Adam has an invincible exorcist Army pointed right at my doorstep and there's nothing I can do

[Charlie thuds the window with her fist.]

Charlie: *while shouting* about any of it.

[Sinister music plays again and Alastor starts smiling.]

Alastor: [in a sing song tune] I know something you don't know.

Charlie: Huh?

[Alastor walks over and grabs Charlie's arms.]

Alastor: Those big, scary angels are not quite as indestructible as they seem.

[Alastor let's go of Charlie and walks away.]

Charlie: What are you talking about?

Alastor: Just that you and your little band of misfits might stand more of a chance than you think.

Charlie: [desparately] How? I'll do anything.

Alastor: Anything? Then... let's make a deal.

Charlie: You... You want my soul?

Alastor: [sinisterly] Your soul? [brightly] Heavens, no. All i need from you is one itty bitty favor. What's a favor between friends?

Charlie: I won't hurt anyone for you.

Alastor: Who's asking! One favor, at a time of my choosing, where you harm no one. In return, I tell you what I know. Do we have a deal?

[Razzle and Dazzle both growl as Charlie puts her hands down to stop them.]

Charlie: Deal.

[Ominous music plays as both Charlie and Alastor shake hands resulting in a green demon/ghost-like aura flash throughout the room.]

[The scene cuts to Vaggie, Angel Dust, Sir Pentious and Husk now in the hotel lobby as they observe the flash happen]

[Vaggie begins heading to her and Charlie's room]

Vaggie: No. No!

[Vaggie strains and slams the bedroom door open with her spear in hand.]

Alastor: Right on cue!

Vaggie: What did you do? Let her go!

[Alastor and Charlie finish there handshake.]

Charlie: Vaggie, Stop!

Vaggie: What?

[Vaggie drops her spear.]

Vaggie: No, Charlie, please tell me you didn't--

Charlie: I made a deal with Alastor.

Vaggie: *pleads* Charlie.

Alastor: Oh, calm down. She still owns her soul.

Charlie: He gave me info that can save the hotel, but we're going to need help. The angels can be defeated, and Carmilla is the key.

Vaggie: What? Carmilla Carmine?

Charlie: She killed an exorcist in the last extermination. She knows how they can be harmed.

Vaggie: But... I-- I didn't even know that was possible.

Charlie: If you did, would you have told me?

Vaggie: Charlie, I--

Charlie: I need you to go to her, convince her to teach us. If she can, we might have a chance.

Vaggie: With just the seven of us?

Charlie: No, we're-- ugh, we're going to need numbers too.

[Alastor reenters the conversation.]

Alastor: And I know just who can help. As long as Charlie can be her normal, charming self.

Charlie: What's that you said about smiles?

Alastor: *while patting Charlie's head* Good girl.

Vaggie: *whispering* Charlie, can we talk about this--

Charlie: We can talk later. Right now, we have a job to do. You with us?

Vaggie: *sighs* Ugh.