Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

A witch and warlock. How it should be.

- Kill the witch! - Kill her!

Salem! Salem, where did you leave Batibat? Still downstairs?

Sabrina is a model pupil. And I have wanted to say to you,

Right now, my best shot is to surprise her.

Kill the witch! Kill the witch!

- Finally. - Ms. Wardwell?

What do you want, Hellspawn?

it set a demon free, and now it's loose.

Poor, pitiable creature.

How? Can you tell me?

Should I nip to the butcher's and see if he can give me a roast?

Rest assured, I have a place...

- Ambrose! - Cousin?

Because I told you once. In the woods. And then I made you forget.

It's the middle of the night. What can I do for you?

- What are you talking about? - You and me.

I'm warning you.

You've never wanted me to live my life. I'm sick to death of it!

and unholy, matrimony.

Oh, I haven't been this drunk, you know, since...

Dream of sweet kisses...

I'm looking for someone.

Stop the wedding!

then please, please, stay out of the way tonight.

First, revenge on the family of Edward Spellman.

Et furantur verba haec locutus

The Dark Lord is dining with us!

Here's to us, Mr. Haw...

Aunt Zelda, whatever you're about to do, do it fast.

No witch at all. No power, no conviction, no will.

so, uh, I'll leave you to do the autopsy.

Where am I hiding?

Aunt Zelda, you're in a nightmare. None of this is real.

Sabrina, you have to be clever, you have to trap her.

How effortlessly charming, how funny...

But our Lord Satan,

Why, Sabrina? Why did you have to tell me?

Aunt Hilda! What has she done to you?

Where... Where is this coming from?

We reviewed the charges brought against you by the Church of Night,

Because of how beautiful you are, Sabrina.

Humdrum little thing you are.

Don't lie to me. I am the Father of Lies. You killed her.