Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

So, how's poor Nicholas doing, darling?

Will you wrestle us into submission the way the Dark Lord wrestled you?

I'm gonna call it a night.

By a group of occultists who were after the crown,

[Ambrose] The crown of Herod.

I didn't always look like me. I was...

Shh! Not so loud, Ambrose.

I think you should go.

[Sabrina sighs]

-3:30, shall we say? -[Sabrina] Absolutely.

[Zelda] Hilda Spellman!

I'm just so, so happy you're here.

Now, you didn't answer my question.

You could have gotten your friends killed.

Good old-fashioned research into its provenance.

The Kinkle boy, you can smell the innocence on him.

At least, I don't remember.

What does my lady think?

But please, don't hurt yourself.

Siuil linn a duine uaine.

...but, like, do I bring it up to her or...

Yeah, that sounds slightly less scary.

I'm feeling a little nervous with Roz these days too.

["I Wanna Be Yours" by The Arctic Monkeys plays]

she felt the firm leather riding crop in her hand

I don't know, Ambrose.

-Shut up, you half-wit. -I'm warning you two.

Test your virility.

of energy for the witches of Greendale?

"She stood before her incubus lover..."

♪ Now I got the world Ooh, baby ♪

-that the aunties do not know? -No.

Well, clearly not.

I cannot be a teacher if that is what you're asking me, Auntie Zee.

-Go! -What's happening?

I wanna spend the day with him.

Helping me, teaching, of course, in addition--

challenge the Morningstar to her seat on the throne.

And we can meet up at the Academy.