Charmed1998

Rex Buckland:
Quite photogenic. Now I should think the police will find this very interesting, to say the least.

Prue Halliwell:
Rex?

Phoebe Halliwell:
Wait. How did you know that we...

Rex Buckland:
What, that you'd be here? Well, let's just say that I've been watching your every move. Yeah, without you knowing it, of course.

Prue Halliwell:
You bastard.

Rex Buckland:
Don't get too angry, Prue. You really wouldn't want to injure me with your power. I'm the only chance you have. While you were conducting your little prison break, Hannah was retrieving the tiara from your home. You should have gotten rid of it while you had the chance. Personally, I actually thought that was an excellent idea.

Phoebe Halliwell:
Astral projection.

Prue Halliwell:
What do you want?

Rex Buckland:
Your powers, of course. That's why I hired you in the first place, you know, to see if you really were The Charmed Ones. Then I waited to test your strength, see how best to make my move, and here we are.

Phoebe Halliwell:
But why all the drama? Why didn't you just kill us and take our powers?

Piper Halliwell:
Don't give him any ideas.

Rex Buckland:
No, no, no. I have seen exactly what you can do when you've been confronted directly. That is why I opted for blackmail. See, there is a special spell in the book of shadows that strips you of your powers forever, and this device will capture those powers. Then you'll bring them to me.

Prue Halliwell:
Go to hell.

Rex Buckland:
Yeah, I'd love to, darling. I miss it terribly. And this will help me return with honors. In return, I'll give you the photo and tell the police I simply misplaced the tiara. No theft, no motive for murder, no prison. You really don't have much time, just until the prison guards realize you've escaped.