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I am going to Baxter High to talk to Ms. Wardwell.
Witches!
I've been charged with obtaining a signed confession from you.
They found the church from us.
No matter what happens in the witch world, I can always rely on them.
Harvey, this isn't your decision. It's Roz's.
[ominous music playing]
The... Well, the Trivium, they're the gatekeepers.
I've seen better days.
[Theo] In 13th-century Europe, thousands of children set out on a holy crusade
Ah! There we go!
No! No! No, no!
Well done, Dorian. Ah, but don't kill him.
like the scoundrel that he is
Our bond is eternal.
[Harvey] Sabrina!
I... I didn't cook this plump chicken for Ambrose.
- We already have a faith. - Okay.
- waiting for his death day. - No one is laying a finger on that boy.
A hundred percent, you can. You just have to ask for forgiveness.
[thunder crashing]
Just cleaning up some spilled milk
- My father gave me strict orders. - Prudence, please, I'm begging you.
You look dreadful.
and skittering ghouls of this Witch's Cell
- [laughs] - ...should you not make your confession.
Why are they keeping you in the library, alone?
Confess. Confess.
Uh, yeah, why?
Harvey, get me the phone.
- [Theo] Sabrina. - [Harvey] It's been a while.
I will confess, if that's what you truly advise, Auntie Hilda.
- Sabrina, what is that? - It's a comfort charm for Roz.
What?
Sabrina, that is exactly what I am saying.
Personal to my family.
- "Why am I here?" - Please, I'm begging you. Let me go.
Not anymore.
He's in the Witch's Cell.
Confess. Confess. Confess.
His acts were witnessed by the entire coven.
So, who are you?
- I wanna come too, to help. - Oh...
I'm sorry. Okay.
Say it. "He that dwelleth
You can suck on the bones while you contemplate your fate in the abyss...
Dear Ambrose, prison life agrees with you.
And your hearts turning to stone.
Is someone in the house with you?
She's going to see little Harvey.
You were born of the darkest sin against God!
We're not getting into that school, not without a Hand of Glory.
You can't hide from God.
I will consider it
But my, how quickly you turn on your False God.
Well, I can't even get into the Academy because I'm expelled.
The wheels of justice grind too slowly.
[thunder rolling]
We tolerated each other because decorum and the Dark Lord required it.
And you'll rot in this cell until you give it to me.
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