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Ladies, one simply must not keep a mouse in the house.

- Definitely not... - [screeching]

miracles of hers?

You did? Oh, I thought he was...

but his death is just one step in Blackwood's plan to topple the Spellmans.

Okay, uh, well...

Who said Leviathan was dead?

Zelds... what are you doing?

How are you doing this?

[tune continues]

With Father Blackwood ascending, and Ambrose on the literal chopping block,

The slaughter of angels.

- Huh? - Not anymore.

[Ambrose laughing and sighing]

It's raining cats and dogs out there.

Otherwise you'd have come and done this differently.

in the church when it all went down.

maybe discretion isn't the better part of valor.

Once we hear there's food and music, we tend to congregate.

You degrade this coven with your pettiness.

- Your cousin? - If anyone can.

In a good way or a bad way?

I have a better idea.

You are hereby stripped of your title of interim Anti-Pope.

The three of us.

There's always an incantation.

We have to batten down the hatches until Aunt Zelda gets back from her honeymoon.

[low wind humming]

Sabrina, listen to me.

Given that, you have 24 hours to produce this familiar,

If I did, it was only to keep witches from dying, Father Blackwood.

And catching me.

- [creaking] - [Hilda] What are you saying?

The Council won't like being challenged by a 16-year-old girl.

I don't exactly know how to go about "spreading the word."

- I highly doubt that, Sabrina. - Can't someone testify on your behalf?

Can you blame 'em?

You're crazy, Sabrina.

[Prudence chuckles] With you leading the charge?