Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm so sorry about your uncle, Susie.
Yes, of course. Um...
- I'm sorry. - I knew there was something fishy
Maybe I can ask Nicholas Scratch or Father Blackwood. I mean,
- Can we go? - Absolutely.
Besides, this will be good practice for when I go up against the Dark Lord.
Hi, darling. What can I get you?
- I'm coming with you. - No. No, that's not what I want.
Why would I do that?
Wait, now you're following me?
dangerous.
Beat him black and blue.
You do know I started out as Greendale's weatherman...
In that case, there's no harm in telling you:
Especially when it came to you, the apple of his eye.
Sabrina, please, it was Edward that asked me to look after you.
Because they need to rule out every other possibility first.
Yes. Precisely.
You mean like a demon?
who wanted to reform the Church of Night,
Cousin? Where are you going?
Give me their names and I'll make sure they stop talking about anything.
- It really freaked me out. - What's going on, guys?
The High Priest told me.
I call Circe, I call Moll Dyer.
I call Nehman, Badb, Macha.
- How do you know? Did he say that? - He said a lot of crazy stuff.
and a British batwit.
No. I think it's best you answer these questions in front of the High Priest.
It was wrong of me to dismiss what you said,
Foolish, but... there I was, a witch without a coven.
And when I'm done, I'll move on to your friends,
And how, Ms. Wardwell, is that information at all helpful?
- Wanna talk about it? - What?
There is no faith in you, girl.
I, uh, get on with most everyone.
Um... What I lack in experience, I do make up for in enthusiasm.
that your entire raison d'être is to protect Sabrina.
He would've rotted in there.
They had to restrain him.
Always thinking outside the box, Edward.
So as punishment,
Hilda!
Purpose?
My father.
Well, he quit putting on her dresses after that.
What's the good word, doc?
Because you're an impure half-breed.
they are demonologists, after all.
you'd never be able to find your way around. It's like a maze down there.
- Huh? - Apophis. His name's Apophis.
You know that thing I saw in the mines?
Miss Spellman, I'm not sure what that question has to do with anything
You almost died.
Come forth, Kindly Ones. Come forth, Mother of Darkness.
I guess so.
Really. I...
I call on Hecate, on Artemis, on Luna to expel this demon.
should be the most joyous 13 months in a witch's life.
- Well, maybe you aren't. - I beg your pardon?
In the old days, it was believed that there were tunnels that burrowed
Not if you help her, they won't.