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So Susie never feels alone, so none of us do.

The weird sisters said something... about Mom and Dad.

Then why wouldn't you go?

Because it's what they wanted for you.

I just need to do it fast.

Zelda, calm down. Your blood pressure.

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Stepped in some poison ivy, Roz. Gotta wash it off me.

And, complicating matters, my dad went to this school.

but... are you a hundred percent sure I can't convince you otherwise?

But one thing you can do is help me with a spell later.

Speaking of the dead, a bat flew into my room last night.

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No, but I knew her bastard-of-a-father

You don't want what happened to your mother and father to happen to you.

Oh, it's lingering.

Sabrina's nuts for 'em, the gorier the better.

To deal with my principal.

And my father was one. A warlock.

- No, I didn't. - Aww!

Okay, well, can you help me get through the maze?

Their accident.

I'm leaving Baxter High

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That's because the witches didn't want anyone to know.

We didn't get that far, Zelda. Their son was just stabbed to death.

Perhaps I can be of assistance, Sabrina.

It's almost like...

His mother and father are coming to see us. Poor, poor dears.

So that we could.

She'll go east, she'll go west, she'll go to the crow's nest.

Yeah, you're almost ready for your baptism.

And I am. But I'm also a little...

a private school, but I'm not 100 percent sure it's something I want.

Were we talking about something?

And it whispers secrets to you.

Well, even if we can't use his flesh, we still need blood for Sabrina's baptism,

Yes, Hilda, what is it?

Oh, Aunt Hilda, the weird sisters are horrible.

You know that, right?

- Finish the embalming. Carefully. - Hmm.

Ms. Wardwell, we have a tradition of going to the movies

Drink up, darling. I put a bit of cinnamon in it this time.

He'll spoil your fine net while you fume and you fret,

Better safe than sorry.

Who would you have her talk to, Hilda? The Dark Lord himself?

Grants you knowledge.

and she was human.

Then we can color it in.

They were almost implying that it wasn't an accident.

I don't want to say bye to him. Or my friends.

And are we to assume that means you'll be transferring

Won't you tell me your name? Or what happened?

as your children will be. And that, niece, is final.

Sorry, I'm blanking.

How you've been chosen.

And all the girls.

But if it is a witch's mark and Connor here was murdered...

Forbidden from leaving these grounds.

Assistant Principal Glover would, I suppose...