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Go to an orchard, find the oldest tree.
Oh, no.
I just wish your mom and dad were here to see this, to see you.
and I just think that if she wants to talk to someone, an outside opinion...
Hold a tick, you're not having doubts, are you,
What's your name?
On one level, yes, it's about zombies, but it's also about the Cold War.
If... If only I could make things easier for you.
Rosalind and I have a club proposal we were hoping to get approved today.
I'd love that, Ms. Wardwell, but I have plans after school.
If I can't stay with them, at least I can do this one thing.
Praise santa.
I'm saying that witches are real, Harvey.
She is living in a constant state of fear.
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Why does he get to decide what I do with my body?
I mean, that kind of cosmic alignment demands a party.
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there lived a girl who is half-witch, half-mortal, who, on her 16th birthday,
That's okay.
I think that's my favorite sound in the whole world.
How there were witch trials like in Salem,
No, I'm not scared. I'm not scared.
Shoot.
Puritanical masculinity?
Wait!
Sometimes it might show you a glimpse of the future.
This isn't like you, cousin,
Especially if this club gives you
- Well, that's just poppycock. - Yeah.
Now, there's a very handsome hedgehog, a noble-looking owl.
On my 16th birthday, at the stroke of midnight,
Can we please have a family meeting? I've made a decision about my baptism.
A witch hunter?
I'm with you, we'll try, I'm just saying...
There's an eclipse.
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What's going on? What happened?
The Woman's Intersectional Cultural and Creative Association: WICCA.
Is that possible?
Not in Greendale General. Here.
- Midnight-ish. - The witching hour?
and going to a boarding school in Connecticut.
Half-witch.
Even I had butterflies.
I heard you calling in the woods.
It's also where I'll be reborn this Friday night.
Harvey's a part of it, sure, but it's everything.
Ambrose?
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Earlier incarnations assumed that reanimated corpses
I feel bad for her, living in that house...
You'll cultivate your gifts at the Academy of Unseen Arts,
Isn't that what you are? Half-witch, half-mortal?
were afflicted by rigor mortis, and, as such, moved slowly.
where your father was headmaster.
To protect you from these sorts of attacks.
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Could you make him look like that?
about your dark baptism?