Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

when we were walking home from Dr. Cerberus's.

You're not Sabrina.

would have to wield a certain amount of power.

becoming a hero in death.

to perpetuate and purify the Blackwood bloodline,

And tried to get me to fulfill it.

Don't you mean, it's half of who she is?

This would explain my new powers.

- And? - I narrowed my search

[boys grunting]

We're going to need a mandrake root from Aunt Hilda's garden

A strict curfew,

You're not Nick.

[raspy breathing]

I'm never gonna eat another vegetable again.

And should you, Hilda Spellman,

- You're here. - Sabrina.

They were so beautiful.

For both our sakes.

[gasping and murmuring]

There has to be.

Perhaps Lady Blackwood has a point, Father.

So... But, what if...

And then I'll be back to kill you.

Cousin Ambrose is always teaching me new things.

Hm. Well reasoned, Prudence.

- More syrup. - M-More?

Ah. I apologize, Sister.

Ms. Wardwell? It's Sabrina.

that was hundreds, if not thousands, of years old.

[Ms. Wardwell] Don't be scared, Adam, it's just fire.

I don't know what I'll do if you reject me, too.

Then why would Wardwell have told you to give up your powers now?

[Father Blackwood] The Church of Night is gone.

Because I found out about the prophecy.

Unless you relinquish your powers.

Then you'll be sorry.

What does it say about Sabrina?

So why don't you go ahead and tell me where you're keeping my doppelgänger,

Throw her in the Witch's Cell.