Phoebe: Prue? Piper?
(Nathaniel walks up to the cell.)
Nathaniel: They haven't been to visit you before. Why would they come now? No... they're gonna be as happy to get rid of you as I am.
Phoebe: Who are you?
Nathaniel: I'm sorry. It's been so long since our last visit. Executions are a bitch to plan. Logistics, alerting the media, gathering the kindling.
Phoebe: Uh, you know, I've had a lot of time to do some thinking about why I'm here.
Nathaniel: No amount of thinking will affect the outcome. Justice will be served for your crime.
Phoebe: But it wasn't really a big crime, was it?
Nathaniel: You are truly evil. What bigger crime is there than taking a man's life?
Phoebe: I killed someone?
Nathaniel: Phoebe, what is this? An attempt to stay your execution? Plead insanity? It won't work. You have five hours to live. Tick tock.
Phoebe: What? Five hours? But that's not possible.
Nathaniel: Well, I'm happy to see the seriousness of your crime has finally hit you. See, you represent everything I abhor. You're a threat. A danger to everything that is good and pure in our world.
Phoebe: You're talking out of fear. Just because you don't understand something, doesn't make it evil.
Nathaniel: No, it's you who doesn't understand. You killed a man using your power and now you're gonna die because of it. I only wish I could burn all of your kind with you. But don't worry, in time I will. This is only the beginning.