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Have you lifted one finger to help us, even as we find ourselves coming apart?
Okay, wait there.
But it will give the coven a moment of reprieve, of levity.
Via bloodletting. Then everyone in our coven could drink some.
♪ That no one else can sing ♪
Aunties!
The symbolic could be literal.
[door opens]
Now something has happened, it's clear,
Nick?
tiny favor.
deserting this family,
Can you believe this, Hilda?
♪ It's been busted for a long, long time ♪
deserting our coven in our greatest hour of need.
and you...
All right, Dad. It's just you and me now.
Will you tell them, daughter, or shall I?
Nicholas is fraying at the edges.
Agatha, if this is a joke, you're dead.
Well, she's not exactly wrong, is she, Nick?
[Harvey] I wish we didn't have to sneak around.
[snorts, laughs]
I don't want to talk about it, Aunt Zee...
they're outside.
He would legit murder me if he found out I wasn't in my room.
Mad?
[shouting] Now!
But it makes it easier for us, at least.
[door clangs open, slams shut]
[door slams shut]
Amazing. See you then.
But Ms. Spellman, Roz is freezing, and she won't stop shaking.
Of course, Lucifer's power is celestial, not infernal.
Okay. Well, I have a cheer event, which you're both welcome to attend.
You, boys, what are you doing here?
without some familial support.
Uh... well, I...
You keep spiders as pets?
-They're attacking us. -Auntie, what should we do?
[witch gasps]
We might be saved.
You know, like knitting, and writing, and--
This plan is nothing short of lunacy.
-You're upset. -Yeah, you think?
-I have to find Nick. -I need to find my sisters!
Coven...
I'm happy I stayed too.
I killed a snake that bit one of our own. What's so wrong about that?
and you'll be moving on soon?
They're very, very happy, though.
I really d...
Finally got you alone.
if we take that angel's blood and we mix it with certain oils,
Unless, of course, you beseech Lilith.
I don't care if you're the Queen of England.
And what is it you are celebrating?
That was blood for my coven!
That snake won't be hurting anyone else.
Nick? Nick? Nick!
Earlier, if Ambrose's research yields a reason for our chronic weakness.
It will keep her nice and warm.
You always have.
She won't be troubling us again.