The Good Witch Page #4

Tell me some good news then.

I got home early tonight

- with the cookies.

- Yeah, what'd they think?

Lori was very happy.

She liked the cookies too.

I'd hide that wine with Walter around.

Oh, I'm not worried about Walter.

You are very trusting.

I'll take that as a compliment.

Ah, you need any help?

No, I got it.

Looks good.

Morning, dad.

Hey honey, how'd you sleep last night?

I didn't hear a sound.

What? What's the matter?

I dreamed about bunnies all night long.

Bunnies?

- They were everywhere.

- Not monsters?

- There were not monsters!

- So that's good right?

She did it. She really did it.

She made the monsters go away.

You mean that dream

catcher thingy really works?

It's true. She's a

witch. A real live witch.

A witch?

But she's a good witch.

Okay, get ready for school.

No more monsters.

Do you know this woman, our

new neighbour down the street?

Oh yeah.

Hey Brandon.

How can I help you?

You got rid of Lori's monsters.

Well I'm glad to hear they're gone,

but Lori got rid of them by herself.

But you can do magic, right?

Well everybody can do magic Brandon.

I need something big.

What?

I need someone turned into a frog.

Permanently?

At least till the end of the school year.

Well, how about a goat instead.

See, contrary to popular belief,

it's hard to shrink someone

down to the size of a frog.

Can you really do that?

Who is this person anyway?

His name's Kyle. He's a bully.

Told anyone?

No,

- he warned me not to.

- I see.

So then, this

goat/frog thing is

flexible as long as he's

turned into something less threatening.

Yeah, I guess.

Well, it's not going to be easy.

I'm going to need your help.

My help?

In order for this to work I

need you to do four things.

First, you must keep

this crystal with you.

Second,

go to Kyle's home and remain

there for at least five minutes,

third you have to introduce

Kyle to your father,

and finally

Kyle must touch this crystal

and you need to return it to me.

How am I supposed to do all that?

I don't know. I don't make the rules.

I realize it's going to take some courage.

Okay. I'll try.

I'll be waiting for the crystal.

Mr. Mayor, I was just about to call you.

Can you charge her?

Mr. Mayor, there's not

enough evidence to support

Martha's allegation.

It's her word against

Miss Nightingale's.

Martha's not going to be

too happy to hear this;

and when Martha's not happy

- I'm not happy.

- I can't change the facts.

I want you to find out everything you

can about this Cassandra Nightingale.

The ownership of Grey

House has always been murky.

Now that developers are interested in

the property she arrives one day,

out of the blue, with the deed.

You don't find that a little suspicious.

It's... it"s unusual.

Jake, this is a critical

time for this town.

We want Middleton to

appeal to new investors;

solid business people who pay taxes;

taxes to help us meet the city payroll,

which includes your salary.

Mr. Mayor?

No, all I'm asking is that

you do a little digging.

Aren't you a little curious about her?

I am.

You got any money?

No.

Yeah, don't lie to me boy.

I don't have any.

Yeah, well check your pockets.

Come on, empty your pockets.

What are you doing here punk?

- I...

- You followed me home.

- You're so dead.

- I don't want to fight.

Go on, you can throw the first punch.

What's the matter, you scared?

You scared, little chicken?

I'm not going to fight you.

Then why are you here?

I...

I just thought maybe

- we could hang out for a while.

- What?

Yeah, maybe go inside and play

some video games or something?

You think I want to hang

out with a loser like you?

Get lost.

What'd I ever do to you?

You think my dad ever

gave me lunch money?

Not once!

Spends all his money on booze.

Well what about your mom?

She ran off when I was six.

Why don't we...

- we could go to my house.

- What?

I've got video games, some cool ones.

You're either the stupidest

dweeb I've ever met

or you've got some guts after all.

Jake, the background

check on Miss Nightingale.

What'd you find?

Searched every possible database and

apparently this woman doesn't exist.

Local police, State, FBI...

- And Interpol. Not

even a parking ticket.

Birth records, military records. Nothing!

Well she has a deed to the house.

She claims it was given to her.

By who? There's got to be something.

Well I did find a Cass Nightingale.

She was New Zealand's top female body builder

- in 1987.

No, don't think so.

Jake, the only thing that

we know for sure is that

Cassandra Nightingale's name

is not Cassandra Nightingale.

What about the ad she ran.

There's a very good picture of her.

This paper's from two weeks ago.

So?

She still looks the same.

I mean,

since when did you ever

keep a newspaper past noon?

Just scan the photo and run it

against missing person's database.

Look, I got a better idea.

Why don't you go over

there and talk to her?

Oh, gotcha!

Hey Brandon?

Hey Dad.

This is Kyle. A friend of mine from school.

Hi Kyle.

Hey.

Is it all right if he stays for supper?

Yeah sure.

I should call his parents.

No! I'll call.

Okay.

Might be better if I did.

No, he doesn't like us

giving out our number.

I'll take care of it.

Okay.

Hey, why don't I order a pizza?

Yeah, that'd be great.

You know what?

You've got a cool dad.

Well, how's the pizza boys?

Pretty good. Thanks dad.

Good. Can I talk to you for a sec?

Sure.

Is something going on with Kyle?

Do you know his parents?

- Hey, well if it's nothing...

- I think...

I think Kyle's dad is mean to him.

Mean to him how?

Kyle,

he doesn't have a mother either

and his dad, he's always screaming at him.

He never gets him anything to eat.

I think...

I think he even hurts him.

Would he be willing to talk to me?

Dad, I don't know.

I'll try and convince him.

Okay.

I'll do something about it, I promise.

Thanks dad.

Oh, can you tell Cassie you met Kyle? Why?

She said you needed to meet him.

Nancy. Oh, you look positively glowing.

Do you have any more of that oil?

- You can't be out already?

- No, no, I just...

I want to make sure I have plenty on hand.

Well, yeah.

The oil may help a little, but

don't downplay your role in it.

It is like a second

honeymoon and it is so much

better than the first.

Just promise me you'll give the

poor man a break every now and then.

- Oh he's enjoying it too.

- Oh, I'm sure he is.

- Thank you.

Oh, excuse me.

- Jake!

- Hi.

Martha dropped the charges.

She had no case.

Oh, that's great news isn't it?

Thank you Jake, you're a miracle worker.

I think you're the one

working the miracles.

I had a talk with Brandon last night.

I think you had something to do with that.

I plead the fifth. I know my rights.

And Lori is sleeping like...

like little girls should.

That's great news.

Who are you?

What do you mean?

Where are you from?

Well, I'm from all over.

How far back do you want to go?

Were you born

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