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PREVIOUSLY ON "SALEM"...

Cotton: TELL ME AGAIN OF THE VISIONS.

IT SAYS THIS OBJECT, THIS "MALUM,"

HAS THOUGHT TO BE PRESENT

AT EVERY GRAND RITE THROUGHOUT HISTORY.

Tituba: YOU WOULD THREATEN ME, YOUR ONE TRUE ALLY?

Mary: ROSE?

Tituba: EVERYONE.

Rose: I WONDER.

Mary: WONDER WHAT?

Rose: IF HE'D NEVER LEFT,

WOULD CAPTAIN ALDEN STILL HOLD SUCH DESPERATE APPEAL?

Tituba: TELL ME JOHN ALDEN'S SECRET.

Mary: WE HAD A DEAL.

Mercy: OUR DEAL NO LONGER PLEASES ME.

Mary: WHAT DO YOU WANT?

Mercy: I WANT TO BE JUST LIKE YOU.

Rose: THE MALUM

HAS FALLEN INTO OTHER HANDS.

Cotton: THIS OBJECT IS EVIL.

Woman: AAH!

Cotton: IT CONSECRATES THE EARTH FOR THE DEVIL'S RETURN.

Rose: YOU FILTHY PRICKS.

YOU COWARD!

John: WHAT ARE WE WAITING FOR?

Cotton: SATURN...

Rose: [ CHUCKLES ]

Cotton: ...PLANETARY RULER OF WITCHES.

WITH A -- A "BOOB'S TRAP" WAS IT?

Rose: [ COUGHING ]

Cotton: LURED HERE BY THAT INFERNAL BOX OF YOURS,

Cotton: A WITCH SUSPENDED BENEATH SATURN

AS IT STATIONS DIRECT, EXALTED IN ITS OWN HOUSE,

CANNOT LIE.

REPUTABLE SOURCES SAY IT IS WHY

ODYSSEUS HIMSELF DALLIED SO LONG ON CIRCE'S ISLAND.

Rose: [ SCREAMS ]

NAUGHTY LADS.

Cotton: WE MUST HAUL HER OUT INTO THE WOODS...

Rose: YOU NEED TO BE PUNISHED.

Cotton: ...BEND HER BENEATH SATURN

I'VE CALCULATED THE PRECISE SPOT,

BUT FIRST WE MUST SECURE HER FOR TRAVEL.

Rose: [ GROANING ]

John: WHY DOES MY HOUSE SMELL

LIKE A PACK OF WILD DOGS PISSED ALL OVER IT?

WHAT IS THIS?

Cotton: CANIS URINAM -- DOG PISS.

John: [ GROANS ]

Cotton: PLUS SOME MEDICINAL PLANTS.

HELLEBORE, NIGHTSHADE, BLOODROOT --

WE LIVE IN REMARKABLE TIMES, CAPTAIN.

NEW DISCOVERIES, NEW INVENTIONS EVERY DAY.

NEW WEAPONS... TO FIGHT AN OLD ENEMY.

Rose: [ GROANS, GRUNTS ]

COME ON DOWN, BOYS. THE DARKNESS IS WAITING FOR YOU.

[ GASPING ]

[ CHUCKLES ]

[ LAUGHS ]

AWW.

[ GROWLING ]

Cotton: WE NEED TO INJECT THIS MIXTURE INTO HER VEINS.

Rose: [ GROANING ]

Cotton: GET READY.

Rose: COME CLOSER.

THE DARKNESS WANTS TO TASTE YOU.

[ GROWLING ]

AAH!

SON!

[ GASPS ]

WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME?

[ CRYING ]

John: MOTHER?

Jane: [ Sobbing ] IT HURTS SO!

[ LAUGHS ]

Rose: SHE'S IN HELL, CAPTAIN.

SHE'S THE DEVIL'S FAVORITE WHORE.

Rose: [ GROANING ]

[ GASPING ]

Cotton: THAT WILL DO.

[ "CUPID CARRIES A GUN" PLAYS ]

* POUND ME THE WITCH DRUMS

* WITCH DRUMS

* POUND ME THE WITCH DRUMS