Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, come on, cous, it is a little funny.
- What does that mean? - By "kicked out," he means killed.
Such a good idea.
Because you would be welcome at my house.
What are you doing here?
More centuries ago, More centuries ago,
I don't want to lose you, too.
They're bringing over a couple of bodies.
Not off the top of my head,
Oh, let me burn white, Dark Lord.
The other witches in Greendale,
Hello, handsome fellow.
Well, you've got some digging to do.
Just the two of us.
We're witches, like you...
- I don't want to fail him. - Nonsense. Sabrina, pour the tea.
I wonder if Constance might think Father Blackwood has other children.
Praise Freya! Praise Freya! Praise Freya!
Boys.
kill them before they have the chance to kill us.
Well, nothing from the police,
shall not be...
But since I'm working at the mines now, honoring the "Kinkle legacy,"
Talismans, vials of blood.
Mostly body.
of our devotion to the Dark Lord.
- By your hand? - Sabrina.
- Sabrina, thank Beelzebub, I need you. - For what?
Harvey's not a hunter.
Ms. Wardwell, pardon the, uh, intrusion.
Your Uncle Jesse kept track of the family history.
Us walking home together.
Things that most people would've got rid of, he kept.
The witches would've starved and died that winter,
Hilda.
And Satan knows who we might chance upon in the woods.
The cunning tells me what I need to know.
But if you wanted to escape, I would happily look the other way.
it's just over?
Sabrina, aren't you gonna introduce me to your new gal pal?
- Did Dad call you? - Call me?