All language subtitles for All Hallow Eve

Once upon a time
long, long ago,

there lived
a powerful witch

whose name
was Ruth Hallow.

Ruth then had a child,

a beautiful daughter
called Belle.

Who at the age of 18,

her mother's magical
powers befell.

Then so it came to pass

that every
Hallow daughter

will be taught the
traditions and lore.

But only one
of these daughters

will be passed down the magic
of the Hallows before.

When this young Hallow
became of age,

an amulet
will be bestowed.

But what one does
with such mystical powers

can never be foretold.

Through the generations,

as witches were shunned
for their dark powers,

and magic was no
longer renowned,

mystical amulet
soon became a curse

to the Hallow bloodline

and was feared
to be passed down.

Still, there must be
a high witch

as it always has bound.

Now, that is our story,

so let us begin.

-Eve! Wake up
and happy birthday!

Okay, this year,
for my birthday,

I wanna sleep for another
five minutes, okay?

Eve, you sleep
too much as it is.

It's not healthy.

Plus, Dad says
you have to wake up

and make breakfast.

Seriously?

Why do I have to be
the responsible one
all the time?

Because Zack still trips
on his shoelaces

and I'm too short to reach
the top shelf in the pantry.

Dad picked it out.
Zack and I just signed.

There's 40 buck in there,
so don't lose it.

Thank you.

I'll crack some eggs.
You get ready.

-Okay.

And why didn't you
sign my card?

No Happy Halloween,
no happy birthday,
no nothing?

-All right. Come on.

Come on, Barnaby.

Our fans await.

Good morning.
Thanks for the card.

Yup. Happy Halloween
and stuff.

-Did Dad already leave?
-Yup. Just us
unsupervised youth.

That's okay.
I got this!

As a fully mature
18-year-old,

I can be held responsible
for nourishing

-her hungry siblings.
-Zack already had cereal.

-Two bowls.
-Zack, that isn't
a real breakfast.

TV commercials
beg to differ.

-Dad says he needs help
at the store today.

-As soon as you can,
head over there.
-Seriously?

Not on my birthday.

He knows the midnight
show is tonight.

I'll come with.

I can help things

get done faster
so you're free.

-No, Jessa, that's okay.
-But I want to!

What am I gonna do here,
watch myself lose at life?

Well, you can carve
a pumpkin or something.

Mom used to love
doing that.

We're far too old
for such nonsense.

Maybe I'll just
join you instead.

Jess, I have some
big kid stuff

to do today, okay?

I promised Sarah

we'd go to the play and--

Plus, we need
someone to stay here

for trick-or-treating, right?

-Zack can do it.
-I can't.
Got lacrosse practice.

-See you.
-Fine. I'll stay.

-We'll do something later, okay?
-Yeah. Sure. Whatever.

Hey! Aw, thanks!

This is in mint condition.

You can see
there's no scratches.

The bottom still looks good.

Exactly,
and it's good quality.

-So, what do you think,
five, six dollars?
-That works for me.

Oh, there's
the birthday girl!

And she's only
ten minutes late for work.

-I can finally stop
holding my breath.
-I'd prefer if you didn't.

-Cut her some slack.
It's her birthday.
-Right.

She's allowed to be
a little late.

Cutting me some slack would mean

I didn't have
to come in to work at all.

You're looking
a little old

for it to only be
your 18th birthday.

-Are you sure?
-How'd you like to stop

having birthdays?

You know what,
it is her birthday,

so I'm thinking maybe
we should let her go.

-Aw, thanks, Wade.
-Oh, no, I'm sorry,

I meant, like,
let her go forever.

Like, fire her

because we don't
really need her.

She's a terrible worker.

Come on, Wade.
Don't say that.

Eve is essential
to this operation.

Mainly because,
well, she's my daughter

and I don't have
to pay her.

Nothing says
family togetherness

-like unpaid labor.
-Come on, honey.

You gotta learn the ropes

if you're ever
gonna take over

the family business someday.

Aw, Dad, sometimes
it seems like

you never want me to leave.

Honey, it's not
a family business if--

it is not run
by the family.

-Right? That's crazy.
-Mm-hmm.

First thing,
a stranger buys the place

then we slip into obscurity.

No one knows where we are.
The city crumbles.

Pandemonium breaks out,
and the dead rise
from the grave.

Dad, okay, okay.
I'll stay.

-We're gonna get you
therapy, but I'll stay.
-Okay. Deal.

But, first, would you mind

boxing up
that stuff over there?

-Sure.
-And we will finish
packing the brass pieces.

Does anyone read
these books?

You mean those books
in particular

or just, like,
books in general?

-Probably not lately.
-Yeah.

It's too bad
because I am sure

that there is

some kind
of lost treasure

in there somewhere.

A key?

It's to your mother's
old trunk downstairs.

-Really? But when I was a kid
you never let me--
-I know. I know.

But you're not
a kid anymore.

I think you're old enough
to handle it.

Happy birthday, Evie.

You didn't really need me
for work today, did you?

Go!

You've only been waiting
your whole life.

Thanks, Dad.
Come on, Barnaby.

Come on.

She reminds me
so much of her mother.

Yeah, I know, right?

Ambitious, graceful

stubborn, yet somehow,
still beauti--

-Ah!
-Cute. She's cute.

She's kinda cute.
Sometimes. Um...

When she's not being
mean to me, she's, um--

Wanna-- uh--
the books.

Wanna see what's in
Mom's old trunk?

Come on.

This thing is rusty.

Wow! Got it open.

-It's my mom
as a little girl.

"Hallow?"

I thought her last name
was Smith.

Let's see
what else is in here.

My mom must've gone

to some pretty crazy
costume parties.

Oh, wow!
Look at this.

What else is in here?

Look.

It seems so familiar.

Your mother
used to wear that

when you were a baby.

You loved it.

You were always
holding onto it.

Playing with it.
You were amazed by that thing.

-I was almost
jealous of it.

But I still do not know
why she was so adamant

about you not
having it before
your 18th birthday.

Hey, hey!

What's wrong, honey?

I just worry
that I'm starting

to forget her.

You know,
the little things, like

how she used to wear
her hair and, uh,

like what she used to drink
when she was hot outside or--

what she used to do
with her hands

when she was thinking.

Do you still remember
that lullaby

the two of you
always sang?

She would sing
it to you when
you couldn't sleep.

Then you would both
start humming it.

And before you knew it,
you were sleeping
like a baby.

You know what?

Now that I think about it,

that was probably
just an excuse

to get out of helping me
clean up after dinner.

It still smells like her.

I mean, if she'd been stuck
in a trunk for ten years.

Honey, listen to me.

I never want you
to worry about...

forgetting her.

Your mother's unforgettable.

Dad, do you mind if I borrow
some of these dresses?

It might be fun
to wear tonight.

Take whatever you'd like.
They're all yours.

Thanks, Dad.

-I love you.
-I love you, too.

Hey, Dad?

I thought Mom's name
was Smith.

It was.

Well, this photo says,
"Hallow."

Well, that's strange.

Maybe it was

your grandmother's
maiden name.

I don't remember.

Hey.

Wait a second!
Let me see these.

-Eve, these are incredible.
-And they're not yours.

We seriously
could've used these

for the show.

Our costumer's exclusively

pulling from
the dollar store, basically.

Look, I'm just saying,
what do you really
need these for?

You don't dress up
for Halloween

or for your birthday anymore.

-So, maybe this year I will.
-Come on.

Fine, I'll come by
the theater later

and see what you can use.

Seriously? Oh!
Thank you! Thank you so much.

But they were my mother's,
so if you ruin them,
I ruin you.

-Got it?
-I-- totally gotten.
Thank you.

And, Eve! Um...

I have a gift for you.

It's at my house
though, so I

-don't have it here.
-Yeah. Sure, Wade.

Bye, Dad.

-Bye, Sweetie. I love you.
-Love you, too.

Come on.

Now, don't make a sound
when we go inside
the restaurant

and I'll give you
a French fry or two.

Got a deal?
Good boy.

Sorry, we don't allow
dogs here.

Oh, he's a service dog.

What does he do?

H-He relieves my anxiety

-so I don't get stressed
and barf.

Mm-hmm.

Happy birthday!

Yeah, sorry,
you were ten minutes
late and I got hungry.

Make a wish!

-Did you make
that wish for me?
-Well, there's no guys

-that I'm interested
in these days.
-Because you're weird.

So, what are the plans
for tonight?

I was thinking

that maybe after the
play we could

-throw you a little party.
-Sarah, no.

-I told you, no parties.
-Okay, Eve, why do you
dissuade my genuine

interest in making you
a more well-rounded

and extroverted individual?

Why do I have to be
the party all the time?

It is exhausting
being this fun.

Can we just, this once,
have a party

for your 18th
-birthday/
-Halloween?

Please?

Take a look at this.
I think that's my mom.

So, are you saying
we can have a party

if I invite your mother
who passed away a year ago?

-No.
-Thank goodness,

'cause I don't know
the first thing
about a séance.

Although, I could learn.

I could totally add it
to my planning services.

Sarah Ettles, party planner,
does love a challenge.

-So--
-Can you focus?

-Yes.
-Okay. Look at this.

This is my mom
when she was little.

It says "Haidy
and Didi Hallow."

My parents used to always say
that her last name was Smith

-but is says "Hallow" here.
-Wait, "Haidy Hallow,"

like the woman
that everyone says

is related to Delayna
in the play?

Yes! That was Haidy Hallow

and people used to claim
that she was a witch, too.

Maybe she's your grandma
or something?

What's the big deal?

-Now look at this.
-Wow!

-That's insane.
-I know,
it's beautiful, right?

And apparently,
it belonged to my mother.

Oh, oh, and, then, look.

-Then there's this.
Okay, um--

-Nathan's coming.
-Hide this, hide this. Act cool.

-Act cool. Hide that. Thank you.
-Hey, ladies.

-Hi, Nathan! How are you?
-How's it going?

I'm pretty good, except
having to work on Halloween.

Would rather be
anywhere else but here.

Well, it could always be
a school day,

so at least it's a weekend.

So, uh,

are you going
to the play tonight?

I thought about it

but Allison's
having that party too.

Oh, yeah!
That's right.

We're going to that too.
We're going to both.

Really? I never
see you at parties.

I thought you guys just went
to go see movies and plays
and stuff.

Well, we changed our mind.

So, maybe
you can come with us

if you'd like.

Ow! Sorry, my arthritis

it always acts up
this time of year.

Ow-- 'Kay.

So, what are you
dressing up as?

Prince Charming.

How original.

And let me guess,

Allison is going to be
a fairy princess?

You know,
I actually don't know.

Well, spoiler alert,
she's always a fairy princess.

-What about you guys?

-Well--
-Witches.

-Yup. We're going
as witches.
-Fun.

-So, whose birthday is it?
-That'd be me.

-Your birthday's on Halloween?
Yes.

-It's kinda weird, right?
-Yeah, but I like it.

No! It's great.
It's fantastic. It's awesome.

How about some pizza
on the house?

-That would be amazing.
-Extra pepperoni, please.

He's so cute!

Okay, now that I helped you,
you need to help me.

-Sarah, over here. Sarah!
-Yes.

-Sorry. What?
-So. What do you
think of this?

Well, I think
when we get back to your place

we should like,
Google translate this

and see what
we've gotten ourselves into.

-But after the pizza.
-Okay.

-Hey, we're you going?
-Soccer practice. See ya!

Okay. Have fun.

-What are you up to?
-You're lookin' at it.

-Oh! Sad.
-But now that Sarah Ettles,
party planner is here

-maybe we should throw
ourselves a little party.
-Hmm?

-Come on.
-Hey, where you guys
going now?

-To my room.
-Can I come?

-Okay.
-Maybe in a little while.

We have some big kid things
to discuss first.

Guys!

I'm thinking about
running around on the streets

while playing with matches

-and a gas can now!
-Okay, have fun!

Unbelievable.

Well, their definitely
spells and incantations.

-I guess the stories are true.
-What stories?

That Haidy Hallow
was a witch.

Who knows?
Maybe your mom was too.

Come on, Sarah.

I'm just kidding!

All that junk
is probably just

stuff she kept
from your family inheritance.

Who knows,
maybe your ancestors

were a bunch of Wiccan
wackos or whatever.

Yeah, but see,
my mom would've told me.

And if she's been
wearing this

since I was a kid
then she must've known.

Lying and not telling
somebody something

are two completely
different things.

What's the big deal?
It's kinda cool.

I mean,

your birthday
falls on Halloween

and you have a family
ancestry of witchery?

I'm jealous.

Oh, and these dresses.
I mean, come on.

You've gotta try
one of these on.

The first couple
of spells in this book

are about some
sort of protection.

-Protection?
-Yeah, like
a witch's protection.

Maybe the amulet?

No, see, in this one,
it's depicted by a man.

It's like a guardian
of some sort.

I think it says something like,
"Bring to life my protector."

"Bring to life
my protector?"

Yeah. See, it says,

-Eve, what was that?
-I don't know!

-It was the amulet!
-Um--

That wasn't the amulet.
That was you.

-Hey, guy.

There's a creepy man
in your room!

Oh! And an overly dramatic
party planner, Sarah Ettles.

-He knows my name?
We're goners!

-What happened?

-Jessa, call the--

-What is it?
-He's gone.

-Who's gone?
-No one.

Eve, you know
you're not allowed

to have boys over
in your room.

-It wasn't a boy. It was a...

-A beetle.
-Yeah, yeah.
A really big beetle.

Yeah, I suppose you guys
are a bit too...

boring to have boys over.

But...

-Okay, I swear,
I thought your dog was a--

-Person?

Thank you.

That would've got
old real quick.

I may look like this,
but I still hear like a dog.

-Barnaby, is that you?
-It's me.
Wanna pet my head?

Ooh, you became
an aggressive little witch.

Hey, watch your mouth!

Wait, what did you
just call me?

What did ya think
ya heard?

Did you just
call me a "witch"?

If I say yes,
you gonna zap me again?

-No.
-Then yes.

-You've gotta be kidding.

-We just talked about this.

No, no, no!
-Sarah, wait!

Ooh!

Sarah, are you okay?
Did I hit you?

No! You didn't hit me
with your crazy

finger-wand-lightsaber thingies.

Seriously?
This cannot be happening!

-Oh, it's happening.

-Sarah, why don't you
sit down for a minute?

Okay.

Can you please
explain to me

what exactly
is going on here?

And how you went
from being my dog

-to a man?
-Oh. Yeah, that.

Well, you see, normally,
I could change into
any form I want

but I got stuck
in that darn dog body.

I've been on all fours
for decades now.

And I've seen
some things.

Simply put,
you're a witch.

Which-- happy birthday,
by the way.

We're happy about that, right?

Okay, not sure yet?
It's cool.

What do you mean
I'm a witch?

You don't just
become a witch.

Witches practice
witchcraft. I don't!

And even those

who do practice
the Dark Arts

-are-- are not magic for real!
-Says who?

You or the little zap-you-wand
thingies from your fingers?

Look, you come from
a very old line

of witches known
as "The Hallows."

And in every generation,
someone inherits

the Hallow family amulet.

Which makes
the grand high witch
of this generation...

Eve Hallow.

And what does that
make you?

Her magic black cat
except in cute puppy form?

I could've been a cat

but that whole
bathing yourself
with your tongue thing

always kinda
weirded me out.

No, you see,
I'm your familiar.

-My familiar?
-Yup.

It's my job to protect
the possessor of the amulet.

In fact, I've been protecting
your family lineage
for generations

as the amulet
has been passed down.

That's why no one
can remember how old you are.

Yup. It's all part
of the magic package.

-So, you knew my mother.
Was she a witch too?
-She sure was.

Well, a fairly
nonpracticing one

after your grandma
was nearly shunned for it.

Did she have magical
finger-wand thingies too?

She did, and she was a wiz
with that amulet.

So, wait.

What does the amulet
do exactly?

Oh, that old thing?
Could do pretty much anything.

It possesses all the magic
of all the Hallows before.

-How does it work?
-Well,

since the magic
is already inside you,

the amulet just boost
what you have

when you tell it
what to do.

You just have to be
very specific

and know exactly
what spell you wanna cast.

If you're too vague,
it'll fill in the blanks.

That can be funny

or sometimes, not so much.

I can't believe
my mom never told me.

Well, because
you weren't old enough to know

and even then, I'm not sure
she wanted you to know.

Your grandma Haidy
had a very hard life.

Because people realized
she was a witch?

She helped a child once
who fell over a bridge
during a boat parade.

She caught him
with her magic.

The people
didn't understand.

Or wouldn't.

-I smell birthday cake.

I'm home!

Well, I guess
you're gonna need

a new costume for tonight.

-What?
-Well--

you can't dress up
like a witch

if you are a witch.

It's not really
a costume, right?

Too soon. Okay.

-Hey, kiddo.
-Hey.

-What do you think?
You think she'll like it?
-Mm-hmm.

-Hmm.
-Oh, hi Sarah.

What are you--?

-Hope you like carrot cake.
-I like cake!

That is all. Yes.

So, what are you kids'
plans this evening?

The town play
and Allison Stone's

stupid soiree since Eve
won't let me throw her

a far more fabulous
affair instead.

I'll go to Allison's
stupid soiree with Eve

-if you don't wanna go.
-Oh, no, no, no.

No, I'm still going.

I can't leave Nathan alone

with grody little
Allison Stone.

Come on, kiddo,
wouldn't you rather go

trick-or-treating?

You mean running around
all night in costumes

that make it difficult
to identify

kidnappers clearly?

Whoo. Can't you
just see me now?

"Hey, Jessa,
I love your costume!

What is it?"

"Oh, I call this
my Amber Alert

Waiting To Happen.

But don't worry,
I have my chocolate bar here

with a razor blade
in its nougat."

Isn't she cute?

-Mm-hmm.
-Jessa, sweetie,
I wish you'd cut back

-on the crime dramas.
-So do the criminals.

Eve?

Carrot cake, huh?

-Your favorite.
-Um...

sorry, Dad, I'm really
not hungry right now.

This was really sweet of you
though.

Maybe I'll
have a piece later?

-Is she okay?
-Yeah.

Yeah, um...

she just needs to have
a little talk with Barnaby.

-A-A talk?
-Yes!

He pee-- peed
on her floor.

So, bad dog.

Bad dog.

Can I just--
I don't wanna waste that.

Bye.

-With Barnaby?
-Don't look at me.
She's Eve's friend.

Nope! Mm-mm.
Get your own, you mangy mutt.

So, what happened
to my mother then?

Well, when Didi was 12,

she and I were shipped off
to her great aunt's.

That's where
the name changed.

-Why did my dad lie to me?
-Well, he didn't.

You see,
when your mom got sick,

she was afraid
what might happen

if she wasn't around
to teach you all the things

your grandma
tried to hide from her.

So, she locked it all
in that trunk and then
cast a spell on your father

so he wouldn't remember
any of your ancestry.

Wow. That's heavy.

But, wait, if the magic

wasn't passed down to me
what would've happened to it?

Nothing. Anyone
opening that trunk

it would've just been
a bunch of junk.

It's in Latin.
Who knows Latin?

Is this
my mother's handwriting?

I suppose it could be.

Guys, I think
I understand this.

Wait. No.
There's no way
you can read Latin.

You barely got
an "A" in Spanish.

Yeah, but now she possesses

all the knowledge
of the amulet.

She should be able
to read everything just fine.

-He's right.
I am reading it.
-Okay, so, what does it say?

Okay, so,
for example, this one...

I think it's a spell
to light a flame.

Should we try it?

-Please don't.
-Come on, if it it's one
of my mom's,

it can't be bad, right?

Okay.

-Concentrate on the match.

Okay, um...

It didn't work.

-I did it?
-You did it.

-Cool!
-Hi, could we just stop
while we're ahead?

This one is to multiply
your hearts' desires.

-Oh, I love this one.
-Candy, that should be safe,
right?

Okay.

Okay? Really?

So many things
wrong with this picture.

-Can you make this stop?
-Barnaby, how do I stop this?

I don't remember.
It's been awhile.

Oh, here it is!

Okay, "How to recant
one's own spells."

Oh, cool.
I'm starting to get
really good at this.

-Mm-hmm.
-For sure.

You'll be able
to destroy cities

-in no time.
-Oh, how to turn your enemy

to stone.

Maybe we can turn
Allison Stone into stone.

Okay, Eve, I think
you're getting

way ahead
of yourself here.

Your mother wanted
to protect you

from all of this.

-My mother?
-Yeah.

My mother.

Barnaby, earlier you said

my mother was a wiz
with the amulet.

What could she do?

Well, she could conjure up
just about anybody
in that mirror.

One time, she even
conjured up Joan of Arc!

Very interesting
young lady.

Then that's what
I want to do.

I wanna conjure my mom
and talk to her.

Okay, Eve.

Are you sure
you're ready for that?

Of course.
Why wouldn't I be?

Oh, I don't know,
maybe because

it's the hardest thing
you've ever had to go through

and it's turned you
into the shell

of my former friend.

Look, I just,
I don't want you

to be disappointed
if something goes wrong.

-You don't even know
your powers yet. Maybe--
-Sarah.

Move your hand.

Now.

Okay.

Would you mind?

I'd kinda like
to do this alone.

Fine.

Here it is!
"To conjure
a family member past."

Wow! It's in
the same handwriting

as my mother's.

What if it was meant
to be, Barnaby?

I think Sarah
might be right.

It's not an easy spell
for a beginner to do

and I don't think
you should--

You're here to
protect me, right?

Then I'll be fine.

-But Eve, there's
consequences when--
-Barnaby.

-Sit.

Mom, is that you?

-Barnaby?

Some protector you are.

Well, hello darling!

Who are you?
You're not my mother.

Ha! I should think not.

I'm barely old enough
to be your big sister.

-What is that?

The question is not "What."

-It's who.

Oh, Delayna.

I should've known
that whiff of lavender

laced with cyanide
was you.

Oh, Barnaby.
Lovely to see you.

Where are we anyhow?

Is this some

sort of two-sided
torture chamber?

'Cause I could be ready.

I just need
to take off my shoes.

-Pardon me.
-It's not
a torture chamber.

-It's my bedroom.

Oh, you are diabolical.

I like you.

And look!

Wearing my amulet, I see.

-Ha!
-She's a Hallow too.

And it's not yours,
it's hers now.

Oh, really?
So, where is this?

-The future?
-I don't understand.

I was trying
to summon my mother.

Oh! So, that's
what this is?

What a treat.

Magic is tricky.

It doesn't always
work out the way
you want it to.

Especially when your dear,
sweet Auntie Delayna

has changed the spellbook

so that when
her pea-brained descendent

does exactly that,

the new spell
simply brings back

precious me instead.

Then that wasn't
my mother's spell,

it was yours?

Oh, don't be so
offended, darling.

It's nothing personal.

-Now, I'll take that amulet
please.

You just stay right there

on the other side
of that mirror, Delayna.

We don't want any trouble
out of you this century.

She's not to be trusted.

Don't let that rotten
little apple peel

tear our family apart.

We're the same blood.

I only want to help you
see your mother.

Oh!

Sweet Didi, is it?

-You know my mother?
-Of course, angel.

We all know
each other here...

on the other side.

Don't listen to her, Eve.

Your mother would never

consort with such
a dark-hearted temptress.

Delayna is the most diabolical

of the Hallow witches.

She's the real reason

why people loathe
witches today.

Oh, Barnaby.
Don't be so dramatic.

Immortality sure has turned you

into a boring little ham!

I know who she is.

The town puts a play
on every Hallows' Eve

at midnight
and you're in it.

You're the villain.

A play?
About me?

How lovely!

And what happens
in this play?
Do tell.

You try to enslave
the town.

Try to take
the townspeople's souls.

Why would I ever
want to do that?

I have no interest
in others.

I'm the one with magic.

She's just messing
with your head, Eve.

-Don't listen to her anymore.
-Are you going to this play,
dear?

I'm supposed to.
I don't usually go though.

But I promised my friend
Sarah that we would.

Everyone goes,
except for the cool kids.

Who go
to Allison Stone's party,

of course.

A party?
With kids, you say?

-What year is it, anyhow?
-2016.

2016.

I really do think
I should see this 2016.

Don't you?

How 'bout I come over
for a cup of "teen"?

I mean, tea!

You know what,
Aunt Delayna?

I think this has just been
one huge misunderstanding.

And I think it's time
you go back to your time, so--

Oh, there's
no misunderstanding,

darling.

And if you do that,

you can forget
about seeing your mother.

I'll tell you what,

let's make
a little deal.

You give me
that amulet,

I give you your mother.

-No, she's lying to you, Eve.
-Fine.

You conjure me
to the other side,

I give you your mother.

You can keep the amulet.

-Fair?
-Don't listen to her!

-She just--

-Don't listen to him.

Trust the magic
inside you, dear.

Your mother's magic?

What do I do?

I'll take that amulet
now, dear.

You said you didn't want it.
Now, where's my mother?

Well, I need the amulet

to bring her here,
of course.

-That's all.
-She's lying.

She told her sister
the same thing.

-What are you
talking about, Barnaby?
-He's right.

In the play,
you betray your sister's trust

and you take the amulet
from her.

That's so silly.

I loved my sister.

She wanted me to have it.

I don't believe you.

If you ever want to see
your mother again

you should reconsider.

It's "All Hallows' Eve,"
remember?

You only have till midnight
to conjure her spirit

and, by then, I'll have
an army of followers.

You won't stand a chance.

Strike a bargain
with me now...

and I'll leave
your silly little town

in peace.

We'll never trust you.

You have until
midnight to decide.

-What now?
-She'll do what
she promised.

She'll recruit help.
We have to stop her.

Where would she
recruit help from?

I don't know, somewhere where
there's lots of people.

Oh, no. The town play.
That's where everyone
will be tonight.

Then we have to get
there first.

We'll need a cover.
Those disguises!

Do you think
she'd come back?

Trick or treat!

Jessa, what are you
supposed to be?

I call it Boredom.

Don't take any shortcuts
through dark alleys
alone tonight.

You could be mugged
or worse, killed.

-Don't eat your feelings.
-Hmm.

Who was that?
Jessa, are you okay?

I'm fine.
Who are you?

-Barnaby.
-That's our dog's name.

I told you to go
into your other form.

He's, uh-- he goes
to school with us.

-He's actually who
I named Barnaby after.
-Yeah, well.

-You look alike.
-Sarah, are you
still mad at me?

No.

Yes.

Can I have more chocolate
while I think about it?

Look, I'm really
sorry, but, uh,

we kinda have some
bigger problems here, okay?

I know. I know.
How'd it go?

It didn't work this time.

What didn't work
this time?

Our efforts to get invited
to the cool kids party.

But we still have the play.

-Right.
-Wait, what about Nathan?

Sarah, I will take you there

after the play
if we have time.

-But, first--
-Well, first

I think you girls
should take some

of those dresses
over to the theater for Wade.

-You promised.
-Oh, Dad!

I didn't know you were--
This is Barnaby.

You're still talking
to the dog.

-Hey, where did--
-No! Ha-ha!

It's just a little joke
that we have.

-Uh-uh.
-All right.

Well, you girls
have a good time.

-But be safe.

-Yeah.

-Really?
-Where'd he go?
Back into your room?

No, I-- he must be waiting
for us out front.

-Which means we need
to get ready.
-Okay.

-Yeah.
-I wanna go to the play
with you too.

Jessa, we have
a couple of things

we have to take care
of beforehand.

But, if it all goes well,

-we'll come back
and get you, okay?
-Fine.

-Yeah, okay. Come on.
-Okay.

Trick or treat!

So, she's
your long-lost aunt

and she wants to steal
your amulet?

I guess so.
But she's a Hallow.

And apparently,
the worst of our kind.

But Eve can't
just, like, send her back

since she's the one
who has the amulet now?

Not without
the proper spell.

And Delayna changed the spell
so she could come back.

But there's not another spell
in the book that can fix this.

Wow. That's spooky stuff.

How do we even know
she's here, though?

Oh, she's here.
I can smell her.

She's hiding behind
one of these mirrors.

But if we're lucky,
she'll stay hiding.

Especially if she hears
that Eve's arrived.

And if not?

Then we fight back
the best we can.

We have three hours
till midnight, people,

which translates
to three hours

until your life expectancy
is determined by my fist

if you don't kill it
before curtain call.

Where would she be?

You, Delayna.

Wade, watch out.

Hey, you guys made it!

How's it going?
Ooh, hello.

She's not here.

Not anymore,
but she was.

Well, where else
could she be?

-I don't know.
-Hey. What are you guys
looking for?

Oh, just the actress
playing the good witch.

-I really like her.
-No, she is great.

Unfortunately,
she wasn't feeling well,

so we had to replace her
last minute.

-And who is this?
-Oh, it's Barnaby.

-Would you believe it?
-Barnaby.

Like your dog, Barnaby.
That's good.

Yeah, don't ask.
We actually need to leave.

-Right, Barnaby?
-Whoa, whoa, whoa, hey, wait!

I thought--
weren't we gonna use

-those dresses for tonight?
-Oh, yeah, we will.

We just need them
for right now

and we'll bring them
before the town play.

Because, what, you're going
trick-or-treating in them?

Because I know
that Eve Moreland's

not going to some
party, right?

Nope. Yup.

Just trick-or-treating
with my little sister

which, actually,
we'll be late for

if we don't leave now.

-Mm-hmm.
-Okay.

-Okay. Fun, fun, fun, fun.

Hmm. Fun indeed.

Whoa! Cool!

-Who are you?
-Who are you?

-I asked you first.
-I'm older than you.

-Slightly.
-I'm Jessa Moreland.

I'm Delayna Hallow.

Where are you, anyway?

Is that
a two-sided mirror?

It is.

They put me here
to make people

feel better about
their reflections.

-Couldn't you tell?
-I do like your dress, but.

Hmm. Yes.

It would look even better
if I had my lovely amulet

that girl who just left
was wearing.

Who? My sister?

Your sister?
Who? Which one?

-Eve Moreland.
-Eve is your sister?

Yup.

You must be the fun one
of the two.

Eve can be fun.
Well, she used to be anyway.

But you,

you seem like the one

with the real magic touch

like me.

-Ha!
-Whoa! How did you
do that?

Come closer

and I'll show you.

So, what do we do?

Just stakeout here
and wait for her?

No, I bet she got
something else planned

by now.

Besides, there's not
enough people

here yet, anyway.

My bet,
she's off recruiting

somewhere else by now,
anyway.

Yeah, but where else
in town are people

dumb enough to be following
Delayna's will?

Allison Stone's party.

Mm-hmm.

-Name.
-Okay, look.

When we get inside,
make sure you guys stay close

'cause we have to browse
in that book and find a spell

that's gonna help
protect your friends.

Security. Nice touch.

Yeah, 'cause so many
people wanna kill her.

Security shows
an unnecessary use of force.

I like her style.

Great. Now how
are we gonna get in?

Allow me.

Come on in.

-Name.
-Eve Moreland.

Plus two guests.

I don't have an Eve
Moreland on my list.

-I'm sorry.
Could you check again?

Oh, look.

-Here it isn't.
-You wanna move along now?

I'm sorry could you
check one more time
for "Eve Hallow"?

Oh.
It's here. Come on in.

-Ha.
-Ha.

Name?

Wow, this place
is really cool.

Cool? No, no.
Try amateur.

And not even trying.

There's Nathan.

-And there's that witch.

See? What'd I tell you?
Fairy princess.

Can you, like, cast a spell

and turn her into a
fly or something?

Hey! Magic is not
for selfish agendas.

Well, I mean,
it won't be selfish

if she's doing it
for her best friend, right?

Can't I just, like, get him
to notice her or something?

Do I have a spell for that?

I guess you could use
the practice

for when Delayna
does show up.

This is how it goes.

Witches use
incantations and chantings

and things like that

in order to focus on what
they really want to happen.

Pretty much anything goes.

Latin, hand signals,

-rhyming.
-Oh! That's good. Rhyming.

-I like that.
-Great! You can just

rhyme Nathan
into my arms.

Whoa! Gnarly effects, yo.

Nope! Mm-mm.
She's incanting.

Get out of here.
Go. Thank you. Bye.

Perfect Prince Charming.

So near, yet so far.

Come show Sarah
your true feelings.

-Whatever they are?
-"Whatever they are!"

Oh.
Okay. Here.

-Um.
-Hey, guys.

Thank you so much
for coming to my party.

Of course.
You invited us, right?

Duh, of course.
I always invite
a couple lesser thans

to keep some street cred
with the freaks and geeks.

All righty, then.

I think she's telling us
her true feelings.

Oh. Okay.

You wanna know
my true feelings?

-I think your party sucks.
Ooh!

And I could've planned
one ten times better--
Hi, Nathan!

I'm Prince Charming
tonight, remember?

Of course!
Prince Charming. Hi.

-Oh, could you excuse me?

And don't forget
your one-way tickets

back to Loserville

-on your way
out the door.

Okay! Somebody
clip her wings.

-Hi!
-Hi.

So, we're gonna go find

some magical
refreshments inside.

Will you keep an eye on
things out here?

Kee-- yeah. Yeah, for sure.
Thank you. Okay.

-Hey. Hi.
-Hi.

You have no idea.

After being a dog
for 50 years

and not being able
to eat chocolate...

without keeling over.

This party
is totes the most.

-Barnaby.
-Yeah?

Don't totes the most.

Oh, okay.

So, how much time
do we have?

-It's 10:30 now.

There's got to be
something in here
to protect these people

-and stop Delayna from--
-From what?

Taking your little sister

to the other side?

Jessa?
What are you talking about?

What have you done
with my little sister?

Check the mirror
in your locket.

-Jessa! Are you okay?

Sorry.
She can't talk right now.

-I gave her a little

silent treatment.

-Barnaby, we have
to give it back to her.
-No.

Well, if you don't hand it
over...

I'm going to turn her
into an egg

-and hard-boil her.
-Don't believe her, Eve.
She's lying.

Besides,
Jessa could never fit

through that locket, anyway.

Fine.
I'll give you the amulet

but not here.

Somewhere where Jessa
can pass through safely.

Fine.
Meet me at the mirror

in the theater
in one hour.

11:30.

Or she's a deviled egg.

-Delayna, don't you dare
lay a hand on--

What are we gonna do now?
She has Jessa.

We need find somebody
who knows that book
as well as Delayna.

Hey, maybe
your grandmother Haidy.

She was a wise white witch
back in her day.

Maybe we could
conjure her spirit up

and she could tell us
the spell

that'll bring Jessa
back here safely.

But how, though,
the last time we used

a conjuring spell
we just brought back Delayna.

Do you have anything
that might've belonged to her

that you're aware of?

Yeah! My locket.

It was my mother's
but it was passed down

-from my grandmother.
-Perfect!

Now we need a protected place
where Delayna can't get to us.

But your family didn't
move into that house

till after your mother
passed away, though, so--

The antique shop.

It's been
in my family forever.

Yes, I'm sure your mother
must've put a protective spell

-over that.
-It's worth a try.

-Let's go.
-Okay.

That guy? No!

No, no, no, he's not--
he's not my boyfriend.

I don't-- I don't have
a boyfriend.

Not that I don't want
a boyfriend.

I do want a boyfriend,
of course, I just--

I'm not trying to get you
to be my boyfriend.

I mean,
you're cute and all.

I just--
as if you'd even want

a boyfriend-- girlfriend!

A girlfriend.

I-- not that you can't have

a boyfriend, 'cause you can,
I just--

-Hello, blondie.
Ready to party?

If I were your girlfriend
it would be awkward.

You know, like, this--
Well, then, hi, guys.

-Sarah, we have to go now.
-What? The play
isn't for, like, ever.

-She has Jessa.
-What?

Yeah, she has Jessa.

We have to find a way
to stop her.

-We have to go.
-Sorry, I--

Leaving so soon?

Run!

-What do we do now?

Eve, recite
one of those spells

-you did earlier.
-I don't remember any--

-Hurry, hurry.
-Okay,

-Did they all disappear?
-No, but we can.

-Come on! Duck!
-Okay.

Thanks for the killer party!

Wow, you're getting
good at this.

-I'm impressed.
-Yeah, good job stopping

the zombie brigade.

Do you think what she did
to those kids is permanent?

No, no spells
permanent when there's

another witch powerful
enough to recant it.

Now let's go.

Yup. We're safe here.

What, do you smell
some kind of, like,

magical elixir
Eve's mother left behind

-to protect the place?
-No, it's just a feeling
I've got.

-So then, what do you smell?

Moth balls. Potent!

-You guys ready?
-Mm-hmm.

Okay.

Hearken my words.

Spirits, hear my cry.

I call upon Haidy Hallow,
the owner of this locket

to join us
from the other side.

Hi, Haidy.

Barnaby! You rascal!

How old are you now, anyway?

Oh, you know age
is just a number.

Hmm. In your case,
a very long one.

And you two.
What are your names?

Eve. I'm Eve Moreland
and this is my friend, Sarah.

Eve.

You have the same eyes
as my daughter.

Because I'm your granddaughter.

You are, aren't you?

The sweet daughter
of my Didi.

What a vision.

My mom said
she doesn't remember

much about you
when she was alive.

Well.

It was kind of hard
being a witch.

The magic,

the hunger for power,
it was a struggle every day.

I didn't want her
to grow up like me.

So, I put a hex on her.

I wanted her to have
the very best chance

at a normal life.

So, you took away
her memories of you?

Most of them. Yes.

And I made her forget
the powers of the amulet

and hexed Barnaby
to stay a dog.

To be a sweet,
loyal companion.

To help her so that
she would never harm herself.

I don't think he did
a very good job

-looking at the two of you.
-How could I?

The magic is bursting
from the seams in this one!

Yeah, so much so
that I've brought back

the evil witch
from our family tree.

-Is that so?
-Yeah. Delayna.

-Oh, my goodness.
-That's why we called you.

'Cause she changed the book

and I don't know
what to do now.

Can you help us
change it back?

The spellbook

doesn't create magic,
dear, you do.

And the magic
only grows stronger

as the generations go by.

That's why it burns
so deeply inside of you.

With that amulet,
you can create

all the desires
of your heart.

But she has my little sister
and now she wants

to exchange the
amulet for her.

And I don't know
what to do.

Can't you come over
from the other side
and help us?

Unfortunately, I cannot.

I'm fading here now.
I have to go.

But-- but wait, isn't there
a spell or something?

Anything!

No spell
that I could conjure

would be as powerful
as the vision

that is standing
before you right now.

Good luck, sweet child.

-Great!

Wade?

No, uh-uh. Mm-mm.

No, no, no. Uh-uh.
I don't think so, guys.

But it's true.
I'm a witch, see?

-Denial is a perfectly
normal first approach.

-Don't worry.
-It's a good thing
you found out now.

-We need your help.
-I'm sorry.
Who is this again?

-It's Barnaby.
-Barnaby?

Like your dog, Barnaby?

Only with
opposable thumbs now.

Wow. Okay. And-and then,
what about the witch
inside the mirror

when there was no one
on the other side?

My dead Grandma Haidy.

Right. Okay, you know what,
I came to get some stuff
for the show

and I did not sign up
for whatever

-you guys are doing here.
-Look.

You would've found out
sooner or later.

Eve's evil Aunt Delayna
is about to plague the theater

with her devilish whims.

Delayna?
Like the Delayna?

The same witch who torches
villages to the ground

-in our midnight show?
-Yeah, that's the one,

and tonight she's planning
to make the play very real.

Wait, she's gonna torch
our town play?

Unless Eve is powerful enough
to stop her.

I mean, it is her birthday,
so she definitely

has that going for her.

-Well, she has us, too.
-And us too, yeah.

And you too
if you're willing to help us.

Does your dad
know about this?

Evie, it's me.

I'm getting ready
to leave the house

and I'm heading over
to the store.

I know it's a little late,
but I got a bunch of stuff

that I need to take care of
before the shipment

goes out tomorrow morning.

And I also wanted
to make sure

that you had Jessa
with you.

I haven't seen her
anywhere.

Anyway.
Gimme a call. Love you.

Jess! There you are.

Hey. Guys,
what about this?

-Is, uh, is this gonna work?
-I dunno. Barnaby?

It's not what you use,
it's how you use it.

-Go ahead, try.
-Okay.

-Sorry.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Are you all right?

Yeah, I'm fine.
I guess I just...

can't believe
this is all happening.

You better start believing

because it's almost
magic hour.

I used to rub your belly.

Fond memories
I'll always cherish.

And you used
to lick my face.

-You taste like
salty potato chips.
-Touché.

-Go ahead and practice.
-Okay, let's try
a real spell.

Okay, this one.

Okay, see, yeah,
that's not fun for me, okay?

-Can we be a little bit
more careful?
-Try this one!

Can you not do that
in our direction

'cause I don't think--

You turned
him to stone. Nice!

You have no idea
how many times

-I wanted to do just that.

-Okay, yeah, just 'cause
you turn me to stone

doesn't mean you turn me deaf,
by the way, okay?

Can I not be the guinea pig
for this one?

Okay, then try me.

Can you give me, like,
a superpower or something?

Can I disappear
then reappear somewhere else?

-Maybe.

No! Okay,
it's just your dad.

I think I need
to find a hydrant.

Okay, guys,
don't say a word about Jessa.

If he asks, we'll just say
we left her at the theater.

-Hey, Dad.
-Hey, sweetie.

Eve, get back!

Delayna's got him
under a spell!

Sarah, grab the book!

What are we gonna do now?
She has the amulet.

-Okay, I'm guessing
that's a bad thing, right?
-It doesn't get any worse.

What is she gonna do
with Jessa or my father?

I don't know
but we still have the book!

No, we don't.
She's controlling it.

Don't you remember
any of the spells you learned?

No, I don't.

Jessa would have.

I can't believe I wasn't there
to protect her or my dad.

I should've known better.

Why did they pick me anyway?

Jessa's way smarter
than I am.

Or even Zack.
He's at least athletic.

He'd make a great warlock.

I'm the boring one.

I'm the one who...

doesn't date or socialize.

I don't even get
good grades.

I can't do this, Barnaby.

I'm not a witch.

Eve, you're not boring.

You're kind and creative

-and--
-And beautiful.

No, I'm not.
This was all my fault.

I ruined everything.

I couldn't save them
just like

I couldn't save my mom.

You think
your mom was boring?

No, she's one
of the most fascinating,

strongest people
I ever knew.

-I wish I was more like her.
-Exactly.

And that's why
she chose you

to be the next
High Witch

'cause you are
just like her.

And when you lost her,
it was hard for you
to accept it.

We stopped livin'
a little.

But you gotta remember

magic isn't
in some stupid book

and it's not
in that amulet.

Remember what Haidy said?

It comes from inside you.

Barnaby, you're a dog.
What do you know?

I know your sister's
counting on you

-and so is this town.
-And so are we.

Come on, Eve,
you got this.

All right?
Just remember.

Remember.

-What?
-I remember "Remember!"

-What?
-She remembers what?

-Memento.

Wait, what just happened?

Eve just
remembered everything

-she read in the book.
-Mm-hmm.

Oh, awesome!

Oh, Eve, you're my hero--
heroine, heroine!

Oh, so, how about
those powers that we talked--

-Oh, right. Yeah.

Thank you!

Guys, it's almost midnight,
so we gotta fly.

-Okay.
-Okay.

Whoa! You startled me.

What is this place?

What have you done
to my home?

-Your home?
-This is where
my house used to be.

Oh! You must be
the big, bad witch.

-Sorry, they burned
your house down

decades ago and built
this diner here instead.

Oh. That's too bad.

I was hoping to take
some knives

and torture devices
over to the midnight show.

Well, we've got a kitchen
full of sharp utensils.

-You can take
whatever you like.
-Oh!

In the meantime, I'm Ned.
I'll be serving you.

Wow.

It usually takes
days of torture

or kidnapping
someone's relative

for me to receive
this kind of servitude.

I like 2016.

It's nearly 11:30.

Aren't you going to be late
for the show?

Well, they certainly
can't start without me.

And a girl's gotta eat.

If it's your first time here,
I highly recommend

-the baby back ribs.
-Ooh!

Sounds yummy.

Do they come with the hands
and feet as well?

You are a riot
and I love your costume.

Thanks. I like
that you have a pulse

and are built
for hard labor.

Now, go get me those ribs.
To go, please.

I've got a town to take.

-Guys, look out!
-Whoa!

That's the real Delayna.

How I love teenagers!

A bit chewy
and often hard to catch

but you slap up
a gingerbread house

and they come right
to your doorstep!

-Eve, not to freak you out

but I think that was blood
on her face

so I'm pretty sure
she may have eaten
your sister.

What? Come on.

-You have some
barbecue sauce.
-Oh.

Ooh. May want
to get some more of that

to use on one
of them later.

So, tell me more
about this play.

-Does Delayna win?
-Didn't you read
your script?

Of course not.

She's defeated by
her beautiful sis--

Tonight, she wins!

Come, children!

I mean, we can still, I guess,
go in a try to get good seats.

-Wade!
-Sorry. You're right.

Okay, what are we going
to do now?

I guess we could
just go in there

and bite the rawhide
and take on the old broad.

Oh. Okay, that's it.
That's the plan. Cool.

-Oh! Okay.

What if Eve goes
on stage in a cloak

and surprises her?

I mean,
Delayna will just think

it's another actress,
right?

She's never gonna know
it's Eve.

Yeah, no, no,
that's perfect.

Then I could run in
and I could grab the amulet.

No, Wade,
that's too risky.

-Hey, guys, we're
in this together, right?
-Yeah.

I need you to go in
and turn off the lights.

Buy me some time so I can
get the amulet back.

And Sarah, make sure you get
the people out safely.

Escape plan, that
I can do. Yes.

-And me?
-Barnaby, I need you
to try and find Jessa.

She must be hiding somewhere
behind the mirrors.

I can do that.
Anything for you, boo.

Barnaby, don't "boo."

-Don't-- no, that's--
-No?

Okay, then.
Are we ready for this?

Show must go on, right?

-Let's do this.
-All right. Come on.

Did you really think
you could stop me?

I already stopped
my sister.

What makes you think
I won't stop you too?

No, Delayna,
I am a mere apprentice

and a fool to think
I could ever overpower

-your dark arts.
-That's right.

No one can stop me!

-Hey, how do you
think it's going?

Pretty good right?

We're off by
just about every line

but this new actress,
she's quite convincing.

We're nearing the end,
so, hopefully,

nothing else
will go wrong.

Yeah, wouldn't count
on that just yet, but, um...

And now,

it's time
for the final act

where I steal your magic,

torch this town,

and turn you all
into the bunch of

pork rinds you are!

Seize her!

Ha!

Did you really think

I couldn't hear
you all plotting?

Through the mirror,
my hearing is even better

-than your little mouse.
-All right.

You're right, Delayna.
You got us.

Ha!

You!

Where is she?

-Where is she?
Right here.

See ya.

Don't let them get away.

Mm-hmm. And after all that,

she locked her keys
in the car.

No. And I didn't even
get my chili dog.

I smell a little loser.

-Loser smells bad.

And that's what it looks
like when losers

-are winning.

-Give up, Delayna.
-Or what? You have no magic.

-That's where you're wrong.

Oh, really?

And what is that?

This is the locket
of Duchess "BootieKicka."

Ha! I've never heard
of such a duchess.

Of course not.

That was
her greatest weapon,

operating in secrecy.

But she was one
of the most powerful

and feared witches
of all time.

-Is that so?
-You don't believe me?

Then perhaps, a showing
of my true powers.

By all means.

I summon The Fog
of Despair.

What is that?

Only the beginning.

I summon upon The Light
of Judgment!

-And finally, the wind of--
-Enough!

Did you really think
I was gonna fall

for all your theatrics?

Just long enough for Barnaby
to deliver this to me.

But don't forget

I still have your sister.

-Jessa!
-Eve, no.

Delayna, let her go.

Give me the amulet

-and you can have her.
-You have the amulet.

You now have the power
to stop her.

What is it
you really want, Delayna?

Why do you want
to hurt people so badly?

What happened that made you
so hungry for power

that you would choose that
over love?

If you must know...

I wasn't chosen
for magic...

my sister was.

But she couldn't do it
on her own.

I was smarter than she,

so I taught her everything
she knew.

But she only wanted
to help others.

People who used us

and gave us nothing
in return.

But you were
the witches, though.

You were the ones
with the power.

But, you see

everyone has a little
magic inside them.

That's where...

love comes from.

So, when I realized

that I could actually
take back something

from those we helped,

I did!

It doesn't make me
anymore selfish

than anyone else
around her, does it?

It makes you worse
because you had the power

and we're told not
to use it for personal gain.

Your sister was right.
Power isn't everything.

I mean, just because
you can do something

doesn't mean you should.

Actions have consequences.

Hmm.

Yes, I suppose they do.

And since you won't
give me the amulet,

this one's on you.

A permanent sleep.

Isn't it lovely?

Sounds perfect.

♪ There's a place
in our dreams ♪

♪ Where magic dwells

♪ Good little children

♪ Know it well

♪ So close your eyes

♪ Be not afraid

♪ Evil will be at bay

♪ The power of Hallow

♪ The power
is deep within ♪

♪ The power is yours

♪ To hold.

Good night Delayna.

Eve!

I don't know
about you guys,

but I just woke up
from the best nap.

-It was crazy.
-Eve, what happened?

Delayna had you guys
all under a spell.

But I stopped her.
We stopped her.

-Is she gone?
-She is.

-You okay?
-Yeah. I just--

Now I know
why my grandmother

wanted my mom
to be protected from magic.

I mean, this is a lot
of power to hold.

It's too bad you can't,
like, put it someplace

where no one else
would find it.

Sarah, you're brilliant.

Hmm?

-Eve, you're a genius.
Okay, but wait,
doesn't that mean

that you're not gonna have
your powers anymore?

Well, mostly,
but she'll still be able

to do the smaller ones

like heal a small wound
or bake a cake with a wand.

-Yes.
-Stuff like that.

Wait. How are you
gonna stay strong

against the forces
of darkness?

I'll be fine.
I have you guys.

Um, guys?

What?

What do we do now?

Yo, Sarah.

-Hey.
-It was pretty amazing

what you guys did up there
on stage tonight.

-Yeah.
-I was majorly impressed.

-Yeah?
-Yeah.

Well, see me throw a party.

Well, my birthday's
comin' up.

-If you're game.
-I am.

I am totally game.
Wow! Those arms!

Are you kidding me?

Hey! Dad!

-Are you okay?

-I'm fine.
Why wouldn't I be?

I found him passed out
in the car in the driveway.

Someone had
a little too much candy?

I was, uh--

I was just tired.

Anyway, we just wanted
to check and make sure
that Jessa was with you.

Oh, yeah.
She's here.

Hey, Dad!

Zack, I thought
you had practice tonight.

-What are you doing here?
-Oh, I ditched it

for a costume party.

But, I don't know,

tonight felt like
a family night.

Yeah.
I know what you mean.

So, how was the play?

It was enchanting

to say the least.

-Well,

Zack and I,
we're gonna go to the store.

Got a bunch of stuff
that needs to get done.
Shippers are coming in early.

-So, we're gonna get
a head start.
-If you guys need any help

you know I'm always down
for some "mantiquing," right?

Absolutely.

Eve, what about you?

Actually, this one and I

have some major
pumpkin carving to do.

So, we're good.

Hey, Dad, can I talk to you
for a second?

Of course.

Do you remember

anything from earlier tonight
at the antique shop?

Anything at all?

-What, you mean, like
this afternoon?
-Okay.

-Never mind. No, we're fine.
Honey, what's going on?

What if I told you
I was different?

Like really,
really different,

and I don't know
what that type of different

will make me as a person?

And I wanna be
a good person.

I wanna try
to be a good person,

but I'm afraid.

Sweetie, listen to me.

I'm gonna love you
no matter what.

Whatever kind of different

you think you are,

I know
you're a good person

and that's
never gonna change.

Nothing will ever change
the way I love you.

Okay?

Thanks, Dad.
I love you too.

-Hey.
-Hey.

Do you have any
plans tomorrow?

Tomorrow.
Tomorrow I'm free-ish.

I'm gonna let the freer side
of things, um--

Unless, of course,
I'm working.

-Take the day off.

You two go have some fun.

I'm free.
-Hey.

Where is your friend?

Will you guys
excuse us for a minute?

Jessa, stay with Dad.
I'll be right back, okay?

"Excusie."

Be right back.
Right back.

What's wrong, Barnaby?

Oh, nothing.

It's just now that
the magic is over,

it's probably time
I bid farewell too.

My work here is done.

No, Barnaby,
where are you going?

Just back to the belly rubs
and fire hydrants.

Oh, and Eve,

don't forget
to feed me by 8:00.

I get really angry.

Thank you, Barnaby.

Thank you,

and you know I'll always be
looking out for you.

Always remember that.

I will.

-Hey.
-See you, Barnaby.

Bye, belly rubs.

Bye, guys.

Now, I'm sorry that
I was so hard on you

that I allowed myself
to be taken by that witch.

I just wanted you
to self-reflect

and recognize how important
I am to you

because we're sisters.

And I hear you,

loud and clear.

I knew it was never
really about me

and more...

about Mom.

I can't help
that I look so much like her

but you should love
that about me.

I do.

-I love you, Jess.

And you too, Barnaby.

-Do you hear that?

-Hear what?
-That sound.

It sounds like
it's coming from upstairs.

-Barnaby, what are you up to?

-Something for me?

Maybe we should go
check it out.

No! I am not investigating

any more creepy sounds
in this lifetime.

-You're on your own, sister.
-Okay, fine.

One horror movie
cliché coming up.

-Happy birthday, Eve.
-Mom?

You're about an hour late.

Stop it, silly.

Barnaby said you needed me

but it seems like
you did just fine without me.

Mom, I've missed you
so much.

I'm never fine without you.

I miss you too,
sweetheart.

But just holding you
and talking to you

because I'm always with you.

You may not see me,
but I'm always here.

I'm always watching you.

And what I saw tonight,

I'm so proud of you.

Mom, I'm so lost
without you.

I've missed you so much,
I can't even focus.

And now I have
this new responsibility

and I don't even know
if I can handle it.

I don't wanna end up
like the others.

I don't
wanna hurt people or--

Darling, just know,
follow your heart

and it will
hold you steady.

Just go
and live your life.

Don't worry about trying
to stay in control

and figure things out

before you take a
chance on them.

-Take chances.

Be afraid

and conquer those fears
with bravery and compassion

Above all...

use your magic.

Not the magic
in your amulet.

The magic in you

to be good
to those you love

and always do good things.

I wanted to tell you that
before I was gone, but,

I kinda had
to leave quickly.

I'm really glad I was able
to tell you that.

Me too.

Will you visit me again?

Any time you need me,
I'll be here.

I love you, Evie.

I love you too, Mom.

-Shh.
-Are you still alive?

-Yup. I'm still here.
-Who were you talking to?

-My reflection.
Weirdo.

You're weird.
Come here.

-Have you been crying?
-No. Yeah, maybe a little.

Barnaby left me a surprise
he forgot to tell me about.

Okay, well,
when you're done crying,

can you go clean up
the other surprise

Barnaby left
behind the couch?

It's stinking up
the whole living room.

-What? Barnaby!

And so completes our tale.

Eve did completely accept

the responsibilities
and honor

of the Hallow
high witchdom

and everything
went on as normal.

Well...

for a time at least.

But that's another story.