Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Runes.
Where?
- Let us go. - Stop.
No.
(GRUNTS)
- AGNES: Listen to your mother, boys. - Now!
(VISION GRUNTING)
AGNES: Wanda, you've never been up against another witch before.
(GASPING)
- BILLY: Mom! - TOMMY: Help, Mom!
Listen, boys.
a memory made real.
Where's Darcy?
WITCHES: So it is written. So it is foretold.
She's your meat puppet, I just cut her strings.
Good night, Mom.
Captain Rambeau.
- Please, let us go. - I wanna get back home.
(GRUNTS AND GASPS)
- MRS. HART: Let us go, please, Wanda. - (VOICES OVERLAPPING)
If you won't let us go Just let us die!
"In a given space,
- Nice tricks. - I like yours, too.
And evidence collection can begin