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-(keys clatter) -You guys know each other?

♪ Oh, amok, amok, amok Amok, amok, amok... ♪

It won't go out until the sun rises, you dolt.

Well, you're pretty late so back it up with the other finalists.

-I don't think he cares for that spell. -Yeah, I think she's right.

Gilbert did this?

The salt in the Walgreen's, the leaves in the basement,

Traske must be in here someplace. Spread out.

Throw them in the dungeon.

-LIAM: Right? -You are right.

-Okay, ready? -Yeah.

I decided to have two breakfasts.

You were Winifred's lover

MARY: I smell children.

-Have fun at your party. -Becca, come on.

Where was he last seen?

-that we are about to bewitch them. -Yes, Winnie.

All right, let's give it up for...

Ooh, look at this.

-We're going to win us a spider. -GILBERT: Yes, we are.

Wait, were you there that night? With the Sanderson Sisters?

because you ratted me out,

-I know. -How is this book so strong?

LUCAS: Roll the drum.

I do not need a book.

Actually, I didn't, because after mine was stolen,

See. She admits it.

YOUNG MARY: What was that?

and turn them right!

The Binx boy, he lives?

whatever those two may have done, I'm sure it's just a misunderstanding.

(indistinct chatter)

-We're wasting time. We must fly. -Fly.

-Lift the curse and let us out.

You knew that was gonna happen.

MAN: I don't get it.

Not if I kill them first.

and then I come home to like the gothic Golden Girls in my garage.

Hey, Becca, I can't hear... Are you there?

We searched for the largest one we could find.

Bunch of boys stole all my candy.

-It just it wouldn't have worked. -Well, why not?

I watch these on all the time.

I love the resting witch face. (mumbling)

-Itchita copita, melaka mystica.

Oh, look. He has an apple in his mouth.

I'm talking to the book.

Oh, it smiled, right?

Perhaps because thou eateth the children?

Oh, sisters, observe. She has a new parlor trick.

Now, lead us Salem. Lead us to thy Mayor.

If only... If these are all worshippers...

WINIFRED: At last.

-(meows) -(shatters)

At least, that's what Gilbert says to get people to buy it.

♪ He's the reason that we all say "break a leg" ♪

♪ Trance, trance, trance ♪

It takes what you value most.

Oh, and you got to come check out Brian's car.

thanks to Winifred's book of spells.

Look, trust me. You look amazing.

I shall not do that spell, I promise.

Just no more magic candles, deal?

-Lift the curse and let us out. -Lift the curse and let us...

-BECCA: Yes. -Are you heading to your sacred circle?

♪ Just to see the bones of Skeleton Sam ♪

-I know, I know, I know. -Get in line. Get in line.

By the way, I'm not being a very good host.

I know, but it's just, like,

A quick death will be too kind for these two.

BECCA: Yes. We're right behind you.

IZZY: Oh, my God. We gotta get out of here.

Oh, by Lucifer's hangnail.

-Then this must be, the altar. -Yes?

To my eternal rest.

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Looky, my broomies. They hate mess. Do you see this?

-(laughing continues) -Of course.

This little witch against the most powerful coven in history.

-(sighs) -(church bell dings)

Find it! (whimpers)

The witches will be here any second.

(both grunting)

Uh, uh... Well...

We finally have the blood on the nary our nostrils,

Now, thank you for your assistance, Gilbert.

-Wait, wait, wait. -Is he--

Okay, Mister Book, shall we get some revenge?

A newborn. (laughs)

-That was well do... -How did this happen?

We're going to be back. We're going to be back. We're going to be back. We're back!. We're back!. We're back!.

Stop that!. Stop that!.

CASSIE: As if that would have made any difference.

Yeah. I mean, we eat young souls all the time.

Heavens to Murgatroyd.

Didst the Turner boys lock thee in the hay barrack again?

(clears throat)

I don't feel particularly warmed up yet.

Youth. Youth. Youth. Youth. Youth.

-Window, window. Window. -Window, window.

-You're my best friend. -No, no, no, but I was the one...

"Upon thy house so full of lies..."

(door closes in distance)

-(cat meows) -(gasps)

WINIFRED: You got it.

We need to get to Cassie's before the witches do.

Sisters, focus.

The Sandersonettes.

(indistinct chatter)

like, "Stop Sanderson Sisters,"

(suspenseful music)

♪ We're going to get you get you get you ♪

-Oh, yeah, totally. -(laughs)

None of what's happened tonight makes any sense.