Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Demons have an awful sense of humor.

whatever do you mean?

Visit us, Sisters. Intercede on our behalf.

Earlier today, I received the results of your wife's tests.

Usually a body that's already come into contact with Apophis.

It's not working.

It's a lucky thing she was spying on you, cous.

didn't want what you were saying to be true.

Well... we'll know soon enough if it is the Dark Lord's will.

Which, again, witches are not allowed or able to perform.

Else, we might all still be trapped in the Batibat's nightmares.

...couldn't handle the strain, could it?

My father deceived me.

Spellman Sisters Mortuary, how may I assist you?

But I won't be leaving that room until Jesse Putnam is free.

but... you were eight. You were terrified.

Well, whatever is wrong with your uncle, Susie,

If you insist on projecting...

That might not feel like a victory at this point, but it is one.

She's what now?

I don't understand. If... my aunts were taking care of me,

- Susie. - Is this your daughter, Mr. Putnam?

But in what way, though?

Praise Satan. How long before we can determine its sex?

Can I get you something?

but omnipresent circle of protection around you.

I have called him.

How did he do that? How could he touch me?

It's a good thing Edward had me looking after you.

Any specific incidents I should know about?

It's still a bit too early in Lady Blackwood's gestation,

Expel Apophis. Return him to the Dark Lord.

I'm gonna wipe all the mirrors in the house clean

Mmm. Can't say it rings any bells.

Have they called a doctor yet?

May I ask you a question, Hilda?