What are you saying?
I’m saying that I lost the bag! I’m sorry, I have looked everywhere but it’s vanished!
No! It can’t be! We locked it in the fire box!
Yes, it was the first place I looked! It wasn’t there. I tore the entire house apart looking for it all afternoon.
Linda! My male essence was in that hex-bag! I can’t change back without it!
I know what’s in it Patrick! I cast the damn spell! I tried to warn you that this stuff gets tricky!
You didn’t tell me you would lose the damned bag!
Watch your attitude little Miss! You were the one who wanted to spy on Chelsy’s prom. You could have trusted our daughter but you had to see for yourself!
Oh God! She’s going to be home soon! She can’t see me like this!
There is no getting around it now. Without that bag, you’re a 18 year old girl just like her. We need to come up with a story about who you are and why her father ran off!
I didn’t run off, I’m right here! I’m your husband!
Sorry girly, You ain't no one’s husband and you can’t father anyone. I can see from here that you don’t have the parts.
Oh god!
Patricia never found the bag that Linda and Chelsie had buried in the garden.