Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I don't understand how...

- the passing of dear old Vinegar Tom? - Mm.

If I had a mother, she might've warned me.

God will forgive your original sin,

And if I could just talk to him, even for a few minutes,

You're not a witch.

[wind whistling]

Confess. Confess. Confess. Confess.

The Word of the Almighty can hold a lot of appeal to people.

Search your heart, witch. Who is your true savior?

- No. I won't accept that. - [sighs]

- Dorian? - [rattling]

Sealed it with holy water and reconsecrated it.

[Dorian] You shot me.

- I think of it often. - Oh.

and how they can bless our lives.

I have never betrayed a witch in my life.

Witches don't cure people.

Confess. Confess...

I just made it.

[Jerathmiel] Imagine, an entire academy of witches to evangelize.

[thunder crashing]

- What's at the heart of your religion? - Forgiveness and salvation.

- He needs to confess. - And we're going to help him.

and you... you have no guilt to admit.

I was under house arrest for 75 years.

[bats shrieking]

- of Amnesty International? - The Council?

- But reception's spotty in the Necropolis. - What about using a witch-board?

I just wanna help Roz.

- Hilda Spellman? - Yes? What can I do for you, my love?

Sign the confession.

Ambrose should be here, not rotting in a cell,

And even if I could, it's not like Prudence, Dorcas, and Agatha

I heard you talking about Master Ambrose.

Do not summon us again,

Your aunt... is an amazing chef, Spellman.

and I have been trying to get ahold of her for a few days.

[high-pitched ringing]

How did this... How did the Dark Lord...

You're underappreciated at that school of yours.

Is that... Is that really what's been happening?

I cooked it for you and your lovely sisters,

- [all] Confess. Confess. - [Weird Sisters] I, Ambrose Spellman,

I can't wait to see what's for dessert.

Did he just disappear?

there's no getting through these doors for you.

[Prudence] No need to yell.

During try-outs, I saw her, in the bleachers, muttering spells.

He that dwelleth...