Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[man] Greg, move your head]!

Do you not know when the Devil himself is in your own home,

Bondye, almighty Gran Mèt,

Which is why Robin got close to me

What am I offering?

Well, a curse, and there's nothing that can be done. I've tried everything.

♪ What we'd almost own down by the sea ♪

♪ Think how snug It would be underneath... ♪

[Sabrina] Poor Dr. Cerberus.

Yes, and a proposal to discuss, which you promised to consider.

-I'm calling Zelda. -Stop it. Stop it, please.

She'll restore to flesh once more.

[Ambrose] Hmph...

You must hide me with your goodness.

as we surrender to the spirits of the ancestors and divine within.

[Zelda] That is quite enough.

[wheezing breath] I could do that, yes, easily.

Forgive me. Um.

Vow to forsake your truest love,

[floorboard creaks]

[intro theme music plays]

You're going to follow me out of the Academy,

I was actually quite fond of him.

[chuckles nervously]

hanging your onions to keep the Dark Lord at bay.

-A, I just broke up with my boyfriend-- -Make me a counter offer then.

Pygmalion fell in love with the statue,

Prudence, have you seen Ambrose? We need his help with something.

-[banging at door] -Oh, at last.

But what would we do instead?

Remember, witches, we're focusing our energies on Sabrina.

And to be clear, our alignment would be political and not romantic.

Tell us what, Robin?

Welcome back, boys.

But I invite one occultist with the skill and authority

And there's no going back to the pagans after what I said to you.

Mary Wardwell's Adam.

I admit that I'm a bit wary of newcomers,

I'm made of clay.

It's okay, love.