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Sabrina, I need your help.

This locket belonged to my sister, Sophia,

and has been sealed for almost 400 years.

In two weeks, its magic will be lost forever

unless someone can open it and release the power trapped within.

The secret to the locket lies in Rome.

Remember to let the magic guide you.

Love, Dad.

The Colosseum.

I can't believe I'm in Rome.

How do you say ouch in Italian?

- Get off me. - Salem.

Eight hours stuffed in an overhead bin?

I'm never complaining about coach again.

I can't believe you stowed away.

Hey, have you priced airline tickets lately?

I haven't got that kind of money.

I was supposed to have two cat-less weeks to myself.

I'm hurt.

I only came because I was worried about you

being all alone in a foreign...

Hey, is that a pizzeria?

Pull this bucket over.

Your concern and your appetite are overwhelming.

Unh. Uh, Excuse me, could you slow down a little?

I'd like this to be my first trip to Rome, not my last.

Watch out.

See, not to worry.

- I'm a very good driver, no? - Look out.

Oh.

- Not a scratch. - Speak for yourself.

Ciao, Sabrina.

Hi.

Buon giorno, Sabrina.

I'm Se�ora Guadagno.

I'm so happy to have you here.

I'm really happy to be here. Ha, ha.

It's beautiful.

I don't remember this place in the Michelin Guide.

This is your room.

Oh!

And this is your roommate, Gwen.

Are you all right?

My roommate? I can't have a roommate.

Yes, there must be some sort of mistake.

No mistake. I'll let you two unpack and get acquainted. Hmm.

Hi, I'm Sabrina.

Gwen. Jellybean?

Oh, no thanks.

Mm! I'm mad about them. My parents never let me eat sweets.

They think they make me too jittery and high-strung.

Parents. What do they know?

Um. Well, I hope you don't take what I said

about not wanting a roommate too personally.

It's just that I snore.

Really loud. Sinuses.

And occasionally, I float off my bed 3 feet in the air.

Oh, dear, you've got a cat.

This could be a problem.

Oh, he looks so cute.

He looks like lunch.

Somebody bring me a focaccia.

I beg your pardon?

Um.

Eight hours of recycled air.

I just said, um, I'm gonna go unpack some things in the bathroom,

and maybe flush my cat.

What are you doing? Do you want her to find out I'm a witch?

No, but I'd like to roll her friend in bread crumbs

and dip him in marinara.

I can't share a room for two weeks with the jellybean queen.

- What am I gonna do? - No idea.

But while you figure it out,

would you zap me a tiny grill and some barbecue sauce?

Remind me again why you're here.

What else could go wrong?

I had to ask.

Oh, let me move some of my things so you can unpack.

Thanks.

Oh, I'll just stand here.

I mean, sit and look at the view. Ha, ha.

My parents are traveling for the summer

and they just sort of left me here.

But it's totally fine with me because actually I can spend more time...

Hiccups?

Yeah, it really helps out to stretch out like this. Ha-ha-ha.

- Would you care for some water? - Yes, thanks, quickly.

Oh, I have sugar in my bag if you want.

Oh, no, no. Just a big glass of water, thanks.

Left hand on blue, right foot on table.

You know, Sabrina, they say it helps sometimes if somebody scares you.

- Unh. - Sabrina?

Sabrina?

The door. It's stuck.

Well, you know, sometimes, uh, these old houses, they settle.

Uh, maybe you should wait a minute.

Boo!

Oh.

Hah. See? Always settling.

Uh, thanks for that scary thing. I'll have to remember that.

Is this water for me? Ha, ha.

Furniture. It...

Get off of me, you mangy Yankee hooligan.

You try and bite me, I'll bite your blooming tongue off.

I've had food disagree with me before, but this is ridiculous.

Your guinea pig talked.

So did your cat.

You're a witch.

I'm not.

- Oh, frizzle. - Let me guess.

You tried to freeze time and didn't get the temperature setting right?

Used to happen to me all the time.

You're a witch too.

How marvelous.

Sorry about the water. I panicked.

You should cut back on the jellybeans just a little.

Ah.

This is so cool. I never met a witch who lived in this realm before.

I'm sorry. I thought you knew.

We've always taken in witches now and then to help make ends meet.

Do I smell pasta? Ha, ha.

Parents know.

You want someone to keep an eye on your daughter while in Rome,

you send her to Se�ora Guadagno.

And she means it. She hasn't let me out of her sight.

Remind me to thank my aunts for the recommendation.

Aah.

I don't care how familiar you are.

No animals at my table.

Oh, somebody slap me.

I'm having a nightmare.

We lost our powers a long time ago, but, uh, we'll get them back.

Someday my son, Alberto...

Alberto.

- Will marry a witch.

Who knows, maybe you'll be the lucky one, Sabrina.

They're definitely gonna hear about this.

Oh, but you haven't seen him yet. He's absolutely gorgeous.

Ah. Here he is now.

I'm sorry to be late but I was cleaning myself.

He is still working on his English.

No, no, no, Alberto.

There, next to Sabrina.

Aah!

Everything is ruined.

A filthy rat on my table.

Actually, he's a guinea pig.

I just gave him a wash and a fluff this morning.

Now it's only fit for the cat.

But don't worry. I've got a lot more.

Stoney, I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.

And you really have only two weeks to try and open it?

Yeah. They have 400 years and suddenly it's up to me.

People think I procrastinate.

It belonged to my father's sister, Sophia.

I never even knew he had another sister.

They say she was quite beautiful.

- About your age. - What happened to her?

She just disappeared about 400 years ago.

Ah, no. Sophia didn't disappear.

She was banished.

Banished?

Yes, and your family has been looking for her ever since.

Well, why was she banished?

She fell in love with a mortal.

My mother's a mortal. It's not that big a deal.

To some.

But Sophia's love was an artist.

Roberto Raoli and he couldn't be trusted.

She told him her secret and he betrayed her.

And surely you have been told what will happen

if you freely tell a mortal that you are a witch

and he betrays you.

No spell can take back the truth,

so if he betrays you, you're stripped of your powers and cast out.

I always thought you had 12 hours to turn him into a pile stone.

I guess she choose not to.

Personally, I would've turned that Roberto guy into a pile of stone.

That's the thing I hate most about being a witch. The rules.

Most teenagers, when they screw up, they just get grounded,

we get banished.

The part I hate is trying to remember all the spells.

Last week, I accidentally turned myself into a white rabbit.

Trying to fix your hair, I bet. Puns will get you every time.

Jellybean?

No, thanks. You're gonna rot your teeth out.

That's all right. I'm British.

Unh.

How are you ever gonna open it?

Somebody grab me a hammer and chisel

and I'll pop that baby wide open.

I've been writing down everything I can think of.

All the places I need to go, the libraries, the archives.

They wouldn't have sent me to Rome if it wasn't out there somewhere.

I know I can figure this out. I just...

I can't have any distractions.

I can only think of one.

Everything.

Well, that's not too far.

Sabrina, look. The Trevi.

- We have to make a wish. - Amazing.

Oh.

Mine didn't come true either.

- Oh. - Ooh, whoa.

Sorry.

No, it's, uh, my fault.

I shouldn't have been standing so close to you.

No, I'm glad you were.

Otherwise, I might've fallen in.

Now I never would have let that happen.

Sabrina, are you all right?

Is this guy bothering me?

I think my work here is done.

Have a great time in Rome, Sabrina.

Come, we go to the Museo Nazionale Romano.

Well, maybe we'll bump into each other again sometime.

Only if I'm lucky. Ciao.

Hey, wait.

You forgot to make your wish.

What if it already came true?

Sabrina, he's gorgeous.

- Did you see his smile? - Too many teeth.

Oh. Is that what you wished for?

- No. - Well, I did.

You stole my wish.

I'd like to speak to somebody in charge.

Who's the girl?

I don't know. Tourists.

Hmm. She's cute.

She looks nice. Leave her alone.

And deny her one of Rome's greatest treasures?

Hey, you wanna go to a museum?

Poor kid. She's not gonna know what hit her.

Not if I do it right.

You... You got cheese in your goatee.

Those slides go upstairs.

- Upstairs? Well, I've seen them.

- No, no, no. - Clark.

I think we'll have better luck if we split up.

The brochure says there might be some jewelry here similar to the locket.

Do you mind if I stay with you, Sabrina?

I tend to get really lost in...

Well, that's the first time I ever got lost without even moving.

Gwen, up here.

Oh.

Smooth skin, healthy glow, but no arms, definite draw back.

Ah. Wicked.

It must've been a lot warmer then

because nobody kept their clothes on.

I can do that.

Whoa. Frizzle.

- Oh! It's you. - No.

Sabrina.

English. So have you seen a giant around here?

No? I thank you.

- Uh, David? - Yes?

Hi. Uh...

- Jellybean? - Jellybean.

- Sabrina. - Sabrina.

- Strawberry. - Strawberry.

- Tutti-frutti. - Tutti-frutti.

Sabrina.

Tutti-frutti, tutti-frutti, tutti-frutti.

- Oh. - Ooh. Sorry.

So now I know your game.

You go around Rome pretending to bump into guys.

Don't knock it, it's working.

Well, just so you think that I'm not stalking you or anything,

you forgot something at the fountain.

What?

To ask me my name.

We came over across town for that line?

It's Paul.

- Travis. Sabrina.

We've got a big prob... Gram.

A big program ahead of us. Yes.

Oh, Gwen, this is Paul and Travis.

- Pleasure. Come on, hurry up. - Ciao.

Hey, look, the pope.

Sorry, it must've been the hat. Gotta go.

Uh, wait. You keep disappearing on me.

When I wanna disappear, you'll know it.

Uh, wait. Well, how can I find you again?

24 Via Badia.

Nice to see someone give you the run-around for a change.

Oh. Sorry.

Where's the giant?

Come on.

Not so fast.

Hey, no, wait. I was searching...

What did you do?

All I did was:

Man, I've got the worst stabbing pain in my neck.

Quit complaining.

- Where's the giant? - Wait.

You're gonna poke someone's eye out.

No, wait, wait.

- Okay, is anyone looking? - All clear.

- Huh. - Oh, thank you.

Okay, let's get out of here.

Bye.

Did you happen to see?

Did I see what?

Um...

Never mind.

Yeah, niente. Nothing.

Hey, did you notice Sabrina was?

What about Sabrina?

Nothing. She's pretty.

Yeah. Yeah.

Really pretty.

Kind of has a way with marble.

So you did see it?

I didn't see anything.

Okay, great. So we both didn't see the same thing.

Hah, I thought I was freaking out.

Me too.

So I'm not crazy.

You did see her turn this guy into a statue.

Well, if you're crazy, then we're both crazy.

Yeah, that was one of the most incredible things

I've ever seen.

It...

It really was unbelievable.

Paul, what do we do with incredible unbelievable stories?

We sell them for a lot of money.

This girl is the answer to our prayers.

What do you think Simon would pay for a story

about a beautiful, young, American witch?

- Witch? - A witch.

Suddenly...

...she's a witch.

A witch?

You honestly want me to believe that this girl is a witch?

Oh, yeah, and I got a mole on my back that looks like Elvis.

Fat or skinny?

Hmm, yeah.

This from the same guys who sold me the exclusive

Madonna gives up music career to become a nun.

Yeah, it could happen.

What if we got you some real proof this time?

Like video, unedited.

Something you could prove hadn't been altered or tampered with.

Then what would this be worth?

You mean you catch this girl doing, uh, some witchcraft.

Maybe a hundred thousand.

Dollars, not lira.

Dollars.

We can prove it.

We'd have a story worth a lot more than a hundred grand.

More like 250.

Maybe.

We'll take that as a yes. It's a deal, $250 thousand.

Sure.

You're a genius.

- I told you. - Ah.

With that kind of money, I can stop taking these cheesy celebrity photos

and start taking pictures of things that really mean something to me.

Things that I care about.

Oh, we can do something really wild like eat or pay the rent.

Yeah.

But how are we gonna get the proof?

Don't worry, I've got it all figured out.

You spend some time with her, get to know her...

And you'll be there to capture the whole thing on video

for the folks back home.

- Exactly. - Aah.

Like I said she won't know what hit her.

I'm not really worried about her

but what I am concerned with

is that fact that she could turn us both into toads.

Oh, Sabrina,

remember when you were worried about distractions?

Yeah.

Well, there's one across the street right now on a motorbike.

That'd count as a distraction. - Ha, ha.

But here's the big question.

Do you go with him?

No. What do I wear?

My father's note said to let the magic guide you.

And Paul was there when I saw the reflection...

Okay, I'm rationalizing.

Would you mind hanging out today with, uh, Alberto...?

Never mind.

Hmm, no. You've got to have something more mysterious.

Something that says, I'm a woman of intrigue.

I want to be alone.

Ha, ha. Too mysterious.

I don't know. Maybe something Italian like Sophia Loren.

For some reason, that look works better on Sophia.

Scullery maid or international sex symbol.

I think I better stick with vintage Sabrina.

Wicked.

Okay, so 11:00 at the hall of records.

And just where do you think you're running off to?

We don't know this boy. Who are his parents?

Maybe we can discuss it over a little bit of breakfast.

Get in.

How long have you been here?

Since sunrise.

I, uh, couldn't wait to see you.

Haven't thought of anything else since we met.

- Let me show you the Eternal City. - Oh, that's okay.

I've got a map. Thanks anyway.

Nice bumping into again, Paul.

Hey, wait. I brought you a flower.

Thanks.

So was that a standard line or did you just come up with it?

Well, it's sort of standard, although modified a little.

- It usually works. - So does walking away.

Well, I don't really need a tour guide but I could use some breakfast.

Great. It will give me a chance to prove to you that I'm not a total jerk.

Excuse, se�ora.

I think that might be a little strong for you.

This little thing? I'm sure it will be fine.

With a cup of sugar and a quart of milk.

So like I was saying.

Basically, I spend my time taking pictures of the rich and tasteless

so that once in a while,

I can take photos that really mean something to me.

You know, I don't know if you know what I'm saying.

Sure, it's like for every 12 insipid stories the school paper publishes

about cheerleaders and pom-poms,

I get to write a column about feeding the homeless.

Exactly.

So you do understand.

Can we get some more milk?

I'm starving. Me too, mate.

Ready for operation feed me?

What's this?

You call this an omelet?

It doesn't look anything like the ham and cheese I get back home.

Oh, Norman, don't make a scene.

Jeez.

Oh, look, a kitty.

This polyester's killing me. Unh, oh.

Oh, what I wouldn't give to have me upper arm strength back.

- Aah! - How you doing, toots?

- What happened? - I don't know.

I think somebody found a mouse in their food.

Will you excuse me?

Come on, quit goofing around.

Nobody's gonna pay to see her eat.

Look, I got this under control, okay?

We can't rush this.

She's got to trust me first.

This is so beneath you.

I can't believe I couldn't talk you into changing your plans.

Guess I'm not as persuasive as I thought.

Well, maybe you'll have more luck if you try it again tomorrow.

It's a date.

Uh, I get off work around 3:00. Um, meet me at the flower stand.

- See you then. - Okay.

One of the good things about a city as old as Rome,

- they keep a lot of records. - Yeah.

So did you guys have a good morning?

Very good.

But I think Gwen is afraid of the scooter.

She held them so tight, my ribs are sore.

I'm guessing alphabetizing is a recent invention.

I just said they kept records. I didn't say they kept good records.

Oh, I think I found it. Look.

But it's in Italian. I can't read any of it.

Oh, allow me to be useless.

I've been perfecting that skill for years.

Sophia Di Borgheses, 15 Via della Paglia.

They have her address?

Here is another, how you say, cool thing about Rome.

The street is still there.

Road trip.

And you're sure you don't mind, Alberto?

Because I can stay with you if you like.

No, no, no, it's okay.

My... My ribs need a rest. Ha, ha.

Hold on, hold on.

Okay, go right.

- Left. - Left?

- Right. - Okay.

- No, I mean, right go left. - Left.

Left.

- Don't lose them. - Oh, wait, make a left.

Uh, do you know where we're going?

Whoa.

- Not exactly. - Let me ask a local.

15 Via della Paglia, per favore.

This is crazy.

- Don't lose them, don't lose them. - I got them, I got them.

Sabrina, I forgot my jellybeans.

Sabrina. Feel free to stop.

Get off of me.

Okay.

Okay. That we should've gotten on tape.

You didn't get that?

You're worthless.

Well, I guess when she said she wanted to disappear, I'd know it.

I guess she wasn't kidding.

Ooh.

Next time, we're taking the scenic route.

I think this is what you call a fixer-upper.

Sabrina, we're not going in there, are we?

She's right. You can't go in there.

It's not safe.

Well, what if someone went in first to check it out?

Great idea. Huh?

Please, not me.

No.

Okay. Here we go.

What was that?

This is so cool.

Aah! What was that?

Sabrina, we're surrounded.

Trust me, if anyone was here you've scared them away.

It's okay.

So, um, what exactly are we looking for?

I don't know.

But being here gives me a sense of who she was.

Who she was, was a very poor housekeeper.

Let the magic guide you.

Sabrina, what are you doing?

Soot and grime, dust of time.

Take us back to the scene of the crime.

Wicked.

Look.

It's a portrait of Sophia. I know it.

This is what she wanted me to see.

We have to find it.

Come on.

That portrait of Sophia has to be somewhere in Rome.

I'm sure it's a clue to opening up the locket.

I just have to find it.

And I'm sure you will, Sabrina. I mean, you're so good at your magic.

You think I'm good with my magic. Wait until you see me shop.

Come on.

Sabrina, do you really think buying all these new clothes

will help Alberto to notice me?

Gwen, clothes can't make a guy like you.

But these shoes might.

Are these cute or what?

Well, look, you have to spend time together.

Talk to him, get to know each other. That's why Paul and I get along.

Then why are you buying a new outfit?

In case I can't think of anything to say.

- Ha, ha. - You know how visual guys are.

Armani. Come on.

You are good at this.

Why do you waste your film on this junk?

Nobody's gonna buy it.

You wouldn't understand.

What I do understand is that yesterday was a big bust.

And if you really want to get some hocus-pocus on film,

we're gonna have to plan a lot better...

Hi. - Sabrina, hi.

Well, you found it.

- Nice outfit. - Thanks.

Yeah, conversation. That's the key.

You remember Gwen and Alberto.

Yeah, sure. Hi.

Uh, and you remember Travis. And he was just leaving.

Right.

It's my turn to disappear.

I have to work to go make us some money.

So you found it okay?

Yeah, this is great. It's beautiful.

Alberto, why don't we go over here and look at the fountain.

Oh, no, no. Go ahead, I've already seen it.

How is he ever gonna know that he likes me

if he won't spend any time with me?

If I could just remember that spell.

Alberto who with my heart does play.

Fly to my side on wings of grey

and there you'll stay without delay.

Alberto?

Alberto.

Oh, frizzle.

Gwen, you coming? - Oh.

- Where's Alberto? - He, um, had to fly off somewhere.

Well, it looks like you're in need of a new tour guide.

I guess I finally get my chance.

Yeah, well, I'll let you fill out an application.

But I'm warning you, I check references.

Okay. Hah.

Alberto? Alberto.

Alberto.

Oh, no.

Alberto.

- Sabrina. - Alberto.

Sabrina, wake up, please. We have a problem.

- Alberto. - Oh.

Alberto, are you in there?

What do you want, Mama? I'm sleeping.

Sorry, Alberto. Go back to sleep.

I didn't see you come in.

Gwen, where did you send him?

I don't know. I wasn't meant to send him anywhere.

I was trying to spend time with him like you said.

That's not what I said.

Five pounds says he's in Greenland.

She's always sending people to Greenland.

Then what are you still doing here?

Hey, that better be a caper.

- Okay, can you remember the spell? - No.

Well, try, please. It's a really big book.

All right.

It had, um, heart, and grey and wings in it, I think.

Okay, I found it.

Oh, what does it say?

Good news and bad news.

- Good news, he's still in Rome. - Ah.

- Bad news, he's a pigeon. - What?

Huh?

I sure hope that was chicken.

Isn't there some sort of a reversing spell?

The good news, yes.

Bad news, you have to kiss him.

Really?

I have to kiss Alberto.

This is turning out to be a quite smashing little spell.

No, not Alberto the boy. Alberto the pigeon.

You mean, like one of them?

Figures.

My first kiss.

And it's with a pigeon.

On the lips?

Do pigeons have lips?

Oh.

Oh.

Do you have any idea how many pigeons there are in Rome?

Chapstick?

I don't know. I think it's great...

Man, we're gonna be here for hours.

Uh, maybe I can help.

Hah, there.

Girl scout. You should see my knots.

- You can never be too prepared. - Ha, ha. There you go.

Gwen's out kissing pigeons.

Paul's chasing celebrities.

I'm tracking down a 500-year old aunt.

Oh.

Excuse me, Mr. Tour Guide.

How do you say "this bites" in Italian?

Well, this morde's.

We've been at this for over a week and nada.

And do you have to keep paying for everything?

She's supposed to be making us money not costing us.

Relax.

I've got this under control.

Where are you, Sophia?

Hey, you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Liar.

Well, I go home in a few days

and I'm afraid I'm gonna disappoint a lot of people.

Well, maybe if you weren't so secretive, I could help you out.

If I told you, I'd have to kill you, like it's so messy.

- What am I gonna do with the body? - Sabrina.

You can trust me.

I know.

Well, it might sound silly but I'm trying to find the portrait

of the woman who used to own this locket.

Do you know who painted it?

Robert Raoli.

And all I've been able to find out about him

was that he was a really minor Renaissance painter.

Never heard of him.

That's the problem, nobody has.

That's where you're wrong.

Come on.

Still Life by Roberto Raoli, 1596.

One good thing about sleazy tabloids, great research departments.

Maybe it's Sophia's fruit.

We're gonna be making the big bucks on this one.

Let's go see if we can find the one you're looking for.

Sabrina.

Unh. This isn't working.

Wicked, you're so good at that.

I'm no better than you are, just concentrate more.

- Wow. - What's the matter?

Look at your nails.

We're definitely getting manicures. You're gonna have to come in here.

- But I can't. - Concentrate.

Oh, wow, I did it.

Now I'm wicked.

Unh.

Ah, much better.

And on your right are more still lifes by various artists.

Please keep moving. Please keep moving.

Our winner today will take home

two oranges, an apple and a bunch of grapes.

What?

Sophia.

So is this who you are looking for?

Roberto Raoli, 1598.

Subject unknown.

She's not unknown anymore.

She looks just like you.

And she's wearing the locket.

She looked so sad. She looked...

Carsick.

Believe me, I know that feeling.

Must you bounce when you walk?

- She look trapped. I know how that feels.

Can I get a little air down here?

Maybe she just found out that Roberto had betrayed her.

No, it was more than that, it was like she was trying to tell me something.

- Yeah, be more careful. - What?

I don't think you should have told Paul about Sophia and the locket.

Quit being so protective. Paul's a great guy.

Besides, it's not like he knows I'm a witch.

So I guess all witches are babes. Who knew?

Am I right?

I mean, that portrait was a little spooky.

Hey, do you think it's actually her and she's really, like, 500 years old?

No.

I hope not.

You know, I can't get over the likeness.

I mean, I know you're a relative

but it's amazing how much she looks like you.

Oh, I was, um...

- Uh... - Gwen's an ornithologist.

- A bird lover? - She's very literal.

Alberto.

Yup, a real bird lover.

- Sabrina. - Excuse me.

I'm telling you, I smell pizza.

Race you to it, mate. Hey, wait for me.

Oh.

Well, that one kind of looks like him.

Oh, Sabrina, please.

His eyes are too dark and his beak, it's way too short.

Okay, we really need to get you a boyfriend.

I don't know, just start kissing a couple or...

You're not really falling for her, are you?

This is all just an act, right?

- Right. - Good.

Because I think your chance of romance

is gonna go out the window when she finds out you're scamming her

to make a bundle.

We'll not make a dime if we don't hurry and figure out a way to get some proof.

We got to come up with something big, something to force her to use magic.

That's what I was thinking. I've got this plan...

Whoa. Get it off me. Get it...

No, not me, get the bird.

Ah.

You might wanna wash your hair.

Aah.

What makes you think I'm going for a ride on one of those?

Ever hear of a little thing called teeth?

Ever hear of a little thing called a breath mint?

Geronimo.

Extra rodent, no charge.

One pizza with everything.

- Salem. - Oh, no.

Salem.

Great, I come all the way to Rome

and my cat creates an international incident.

I can't help it, I'm weak.

- Okay, here's my plan. - Are you sure it's all gone?

Yeah, I'm sure.

Hey, you ready? All right, here it is.

I'm gonna run you over with my car.

I'm gonna knock you upside your head. Are you crazy?

But I'm not really gonna hit you.

I hope.

Okay, you and Sabrina are in the middle of the street.

I race toward you. You call out to her.

And presto zappo, she saves you both.

And I've got the whole thing on tape.

- You are crazy. - What?

What, you afraid she's not gonna save you?

Maybe she's scamming you too.

- She'll save me. - We'll see.

Huh, let's hope she's quick on the draw.

Six o'clock, Via Del Pellegrino. Don't be late.

So why Rome?

What do you mean?

Well, we have plenty of cheesy tabloids back home.

Why stay here?

No real reason. I just like it.

Liar.

I was adopted when I was about 2 by this great couple.

But when they died a few years ago,

I found out that I'm not Irish like I always thought.

I'm Italian.

So when I take my pictures like this old guy,

I think maybe he could be my grandfather

or this woman could be my sister.

I don't know, I guess I'm just searching for a past.

Like me with Sophia.

Yeah, yeah, like you with Sophia.

- Uh, Sabrina, wait. - What's the matter?

Just stand there, I wanna get this shot. The light is really good.

- What, with just me standing here? - Yeah.

This is really great.

Is this pretty cool?

Sabrina.

- Are you all right? - Yeah, I'm fine.

- That looked just like... - Just one of those crazy drivers.

Come here, I wanna show you something.

What? What?

Okay, like, turn around.

Ahem. You can't look yet.

- Let me see. - Nope, just be patient.

- Please. - One more second, one more second.

- Okay, you ready? - Yeah.

Okay, turn around.

- Okay, you ready? - Yeah.

Open your eyes.

It's beautiful.

It's my favorite place in the entire world.

It's nice to finally be able to share it with someone.

Thank you for showing me around today, I really appreciate it.

I don't know, I think I've been more distracting than helpful.

Well, then here's to distractions.

Well, could you stand one more distraction?

I think so. I have a pretty high tolerance.

Good.

Hi. - Sabrina, you're back.

Young lady, do you have any idea what time it is?

- Twelve-thirty. - Darn it, I knew my watch stopped.

What's all over your face?

Alka-Seltzer.

I'm never gonna eat again.

What? No doggy bag?

Sabrina, come on, tell me everything. What happened?

Oh, you know, the usual.

Believe me, Gwen doesn't know. So you better fill in the blanks.

You didn't tell him any more about Sophia, did you?

Doesn't sound like you know what happens on a date either.

All I told him was how close I feel to her.

I've got to figure out how to open this.

But how? I mean, you've tried everything.

Not everything.

It's too dangerous.

If you go in through the painting, you'll have to come out the same way.

But I have to go see her.

I have to tell her about Roberto, warn her that he's gonna betray her.

You can't interfere with people's lives.

- Oh, like you're doing now? Exactly.

I'm the ultimate bad example.

Fine, I won't interfere.

But if the subject of Roberto comes up, I...

Okay, I'm rationalizing again, but...

I'll just ask her how to open up the locket.

Sabrina, I'm worried, what if you go back,

accidentally change the course of history and you're never born?

Well, I wouldn't be here to go back in the first place, so it wouldn't matter.

Oh, right.

Wish me luck.

I know I'm gonna get blamed for this.

Ah, great hair century.

My locket, it's gone.

Hi, I'm Sabrina.

Who are you? Why do you look like me?

Uh, let's just say I'm a distant relative, like 400 years distant.

You're a witch.

How wonderful, no one has ever come to visit me from the future before.

Well, they should. You guys throw great parties.

But I know why you are here.

It's because of Roberto, isn't it?

Let the record show, you mentioned him first.

My family is so worried about me.

But now you can set their minds at ease.

How?

My family is so worried about me marrying a mortal

but now you can tell them how happy Roberto and I are gonna be.

I can't believe I'm gonna say this

but sometimes parents aren't always wrong.

You wouldn't believe who they think is a good match for me.

Lorenzo.

He's a witch and he's doing everything possible to stop my marriage.

But nothing can stop true love, right, Sabrina?

Right. You haven't yet told Roberto that you're a witch, have you?

Of course I have, why do you think they're so worried about me?

Wait here, I'll go tell them.

Oh, and try the mutton, it's fabulous.

So much for not interfering.

- So you remember the plan? - Yes.

- Are you sure? - Yes, you can trust me.

Mm-hm.

Aah, oh.

Sophia, are you all right?

Yes, I'm fine.

I must be off.

I got to get out of here.

I forgot to ask her how to open the locket.

- Oh, Roberto. - A pleasure.

- Have we met? - You don't think I'm Sophia?

No.

I've been staring into those eyes for a year now as I painted this portrait.

You're not my Sophia.

A cousin perhaps.

She's smiling. Was it that the way when I came in?

Of course, she's smiling. How else would I paint her?

You really love her, don't you?

Well, yes. Yes, I do very much.

Will you excuse me for a moment?

I think I'm about to invent the handshake.

What?

You want me to call off the wedding?

Never, I love Sophia.

As your best friend, I'm begging you.

Don't marry her. She's not what she seems.

There's nothing you can say to me that...

She's been seen floating 3 feet off her bed.

Explain that.

She's a light sleeper. You're being ridiculous.

Objects appearing and disappearing?

Talking animals?

I've always said she has a certain magical quality about her.

- Now if that's all... - Robert.

There is only one explanation for her behavior.

She's a witch.

You haven't told anyone else about this theory of yours, have you?

No.

Good, let's keep it...

But I'm going to publicly announce it in the square tomorrow.

You can't do that.

I have no other choice.

But don't worry.

If she's not really a witch, I'm sure she'll have nothing to fear.

You don't understand.

I've made my decision.

And there's nothing you can say to stop me.

Wait.

Wait, let me explain.

It's true, Sophia is a witch.

See, I told you he couldn't be trusted.

Sophia.

How could you? How could you betray me?

What? Betray?

He was going to accuse...

I'm sorry.

I didn't know what to do.

Sophia, you have to forgive me.

Of course, I forgive you.

I love you.

Bravo. Wonderful.

But unfortunately, it's not up to her to forgive.

Sophia knew the consequence of telling you her little secret.

And now she must pay the price for your betrayal.

As in the custom, you will be stripped of your powers and cast out.

Or you have 12 hours

to turn this traitorous mortal into a pile of stone.

Personally, I think you would make a lovely rock garden.

No, please, I could never do that. It was just a mistake.

And that, my dear, is the trouble with these mortals.

They are prone to mistakes.

So choose, Sophia.

Your magic and the world that you love so dearly

or this man who betrayed you.

Don't interfere, don't interfere.

Uh, who am I kidding? Excuse me.

Look, I know I'm breaking all kinds of rules

but this is totally unfair.

Who is this?

Roberto didn't tell this guy on purpose. He was tricked.

Lorenzo paid him a lot of money to get Roberto to say it.

Is this true?

Mercutio, how could you?

As I keep saying, you simply can't trust these mortals.

They're rats.

I wouldn't marry you so now you're gonna deny me my happiness?

I'm a very bad loser.

But trick or no trick, he still betrayed you.

So you can either turn him into a rock...

You would rather I honor my magic before my heart?

Well, if my power is what you want,

then my power you shall have.

I will follow my heart.

Wait for me.

Sophia.

This is your fault.

Interfere a little, interfere a lot.

Run.

Stop them.

Quick, go that way, I'll stall them.

Sabrina, thank you.

Someday, I'll get Sophia back.

- Here, you might need this. - What for?

En garde.

Hey, watch it, you try doing this backwards and in high heels.

Twelve years of gymnastics finally pays off.

Aah. If she moves that finger, cut it off.

- Sabrina. - Did you bring me anything?

I just don't understand Sophia's decision.

I mean, even if she was banished, she still could've seen Roberto again.

Do you think he's still out there waiting for her somewhere?

I can't believe she's trapped inside that locket.

I can't believe you traveled 400 years back in time

and you didn't even bring me back a T-shirt.

Well, least you were able to help Roberto escape.

And work on my thigh muscles. Fencing is a lot harder than it looks.

Think your family would mind if you married a mortal?

They would pass out if I ever went on a date.

My mother has got her heart set on me marrying a witch doctor.

- How about yours? - I never thought so.

But Sophia's family, my family, I mean, they were willing to lose her

instead of letting her marry the man she loved.

Sometimes, it's so hard to date a mortal.

There's this huge part of you that you can't share.

Sharing is highly overrated.

I'm sorry to bother you. Have you seen my Alberto?

Somebody ate the food I left out for him.

Ahem. Who did that?

But I didn't see him come in. I haven't seen him in days.

Up early, in late.

Oh, you know Alberto,

he's probably just flying off somewhere.

Maybe you just missed him.

Ah, filthy pigeons.

You should be careful. They are full of diseases.

Now she tells me.

Alberto?

You blew it, buddy. Now we got nothing.

Yeah, I guess I did.

You know, it's still not too late.

- That's what I keep hoping. - Uh...

What's the matter with you?

Do you know how much money you're blowing on this thing?

Yes.

But I don't know what to do, I...

I've never felt this way before.

I can't stand lying to her, you know, I...

I really like her.

Oh, but the money...

It's not like she's sharing all her little secrets with you.

What if I just come clean with her?

Be honest with her, you know? Maybe she won't even care.

Right, and what are you gonna say?

"Oh, by the way, Sabrina,

my friend and I know that you are a witch.

Could we possibly get a couple of shots

to prove it to the rest of the world?

Thanks, you're the best. "

I'll think of something.

Just let me handle this, Travis.

Fine, handle it your way.

And I'll handle it mine.

- Wicked? - No other word for it.

Sabrina, you tried your best.

Did I?

I mean, Sophia's trapped in the locket and her magic is about to run out.

And I'm going dancing.

Enjoy yourself, it's your last night in Rome.

Sophia would have wanted you to.

King me, whiskers.

Listen, buddy, I've seen you here before.

One kiss per customer.

Ew. Poor birds.

All right, well, don't get your feathers all ruffled.

Maybe it was your brother I kissed.

Sabrina's right, I really need to get a boyfriend.

Alberto.

I'm me again.

And finally, I can't stop bouncing my head.

Oh, Gwen, how do I thank you?

I think you just did.

Where's Sabrina?

Sabrina, Sabrina, Sabrina. I should have left you a pigeon.

She's in trouble.

Paul and Travis, they trying to prove that she's a witch.

They want to sell the story for a lot of money.

If Sabrina tells Paul she's a witch, she'll never be able to take it back.

- We have to warn her. - Gwen, you have to get us to her.

I highly recommend taking a cab.

Hey, I can do this.

Tracking spells, they're simple.

What witch can't do a simple tracking spell?

Four letters, begins with G.

All right, I've got it.

I've still got five pounds on Greenland.

You're right. The only one who can do it is me.

Frizzle!

It's even more beautiful at night.

Would you like to make a wish?

Let the magic guide you.

Sabrina, there's something I have to tell you.

Come on.

What are you doing?

Making a wish come true.

One wish fulfilled.

Uh, I don't understand, where are we?

Oh, about 20 minutes outside of Rome.

That is if you drive.

Uh...

I don't know how to tell you this but, I mean, this isn't my wish.

This isn't, but they are.

My family?

Yeah, I think the big guy at the end of the table is your grandfather.

Sabrina, thank you.

Well, I thought you'd like it.

Boys are so hard to shop for.

That was incredible.

The wish or the kiss?

Both.

Sabrina, you don't know what this means to me.

There's just one little thing.

You have to promise never to tell anyone.

I promise.

- Salem. - Get him off of me.

Quick, turn him into a yak. Send him to the outer rings of Saturn.

Your cat talks?

And this is what surprises you?

You have no idea how many places we have been.

Sabrina, are we too late?

Too late, what are you talking about? Alberto, you're not a pigeon anymore.

- Paul set you up, he's using you. - What are you talking about?

He and Travis are writing an expos� on you and selling it.

I've heard it with my own ears.

Do pigeons have ears?

- Is that true? - I...

You were using me?

You knew I was a witch the whole time and didn't say anything?

- Sabrina, I'm sorry, I... - I...

I can't believe I trusted you.

Sabrina.

Sabrina, wait.

I never meant to hurt her.

You're gonna be hurt when she turns you into a pile of stone.

But until then...

Don't do anything you're gonna regret.

Oh, I'm not gonna regret this.

Hmm. A rabbit maybe.

No, better a chicken.

Or a pigeon.

Maybe a couple of inches taller?

Gwen!

Oh, Alberto, I'm sorry.

Oh, frizzle.

Why does everything always have to be so complicated?

You can't just point and shoot.

No, you've got to get the words right and timing...

That was incredible, I got everything.

In the fountain, out of the fountain, talking cat, goat-boy.

That was more than I ever thought we could get.

We're gonna be so rich now.

You can take pictures all day if you want.

Do me a favor.

Just shut up.

But, Paul...

What are you waiting for?

You have to turn him into a pile of stone.

- I can't. - Sabrina, please be reasonable.

You only have 12 hours.

Ah, make that 11.

Well, what if he doesn't betray me?

What if he keeps his promise?

So he spends 400 years as a pile of rubble. He deserves it.

You'll lose your powers and I'll lose my meal ticket.

Oh, Gwen.

Are you feeling better?

I probably shouldn't have eaten

those aluminum cans and that dish towel.

Well, I tried to stop you but you were fairly pig-headed for a goat.

Thanks for changing me back.

Oh, I didn't really, Sabri...

I mean, you're welcome.

Ooh, they used be flowers.

- I had them for desert. - Ha, ha.

Gwen, could you do me the favor of?

Could I give them to Sabrina for you?

No, no, no, these are for you.

Could you do me the favor of going out to me sometimes?

When I'm a boy, not a pigeon or a goat.

Really?

It means a lot to me

that you would kiss so many of my friends just to find me.

Well, I mean, it was really good practice.

I mean, thank you.

Good night.

Good night.

Got you a little something for the plane, mate.

A pepperoni, I'll cherish it.

Oh, don't go all soft, we'll talk.

Remember, I got e-mail.

Sabrina, I'm so sorry.

Do you think I should turn him into stone?

Yes, say, yes. Less than an hour.

Sabrina, please.

Uh, does anyone have a knife?

Sabrina mia.

You have to cast a spell before it's too late.

Oh, this is all my fault.

Aah. I did it. I finally got the setting right.

Miss you.

Ciao, Sabrina.

Sabrina, I'm begging you.

If I had knees, I would be down on them.

You're almost out of time. There's only one choice.

You're right, Salem. You're totally right.

I love it when you say that.

But that's the problem.

There's only one choice.

To the Museo Nazionale Romano, per favore.

I couldn't leave without saying goodbye.

My family will probably be upset with my decision

but I know you understand.

If I learned anything from you,

it's if there's a choice between love and magic,

the answer is always love.

It's the same with love and money.

One wish fulfilled.

I was right.

Thank you for believing in me.

Sabrina, your locket.

Sophia, you're free.

But how?

You believed with your heart instead of your magic.

Thank you.

Goodbye, Sabrina.

Goodbye.

Wait, your locket.

You keep it.

Remember, the people who touch your heart are always with you.

Thank you.

May I?

Trust your heart.

We always do.

Mm.

Sabrina, wait.

Now I won't tell anyone and I destroyed the tape

but what about Travis?

I don't think you have to worry about Travis.

I hope he's enjoying this as much as I am.

There you are.

What's he doing here?

- You're just lucky I'm declawed, you... - He didn't betray me.

Well, I always said you could trust him.

I don't know what you were worried about.

Neither do I.

I hope Sophia was right.

About what?

People who touch your heart are always with you.

I can guarantee it.

Arrivederci.

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