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Previously on Sleepy Hollow:

Is it true we have a son?

I would have told you
when you first awoke.

Katrina withheld too much from me.

It's hard to believe in her as I have.

(groans) I was trying to please you.

_

_

ABBIE: Henry stole the
Jincan. I don't know

what he's planning, but
he has to be stopped.

CRANE: There is some good inside him.

What are you saying, Crane?

I must fight for my son.

(gasps, screams)

(bell tolling, hooves clopping)

Is it time already?

I have a few hours left

before I report for duty.

Let's use them wisely.

These last few days

have been an unexpected gift.

I don't mean to sound ungrateful.

I know General Washington
requires you in New York.

This war will end.

A story we tell our
children when we're old.

And what will our children be like?

Our boys

will be strapping young lads.

And our girls

will be enchantresses.

Like their mother.

(screams)

(gasping)

(coughing)

CRANE: I may lack the proper

identification to vote, but what excuse

do our fellow countrymen have?

A voter turnout rate

of only 40% nationwide.

This is a disgrace.

It's a midterm, Crane.

I fought through lines
of British regulars

for the right to vote,
yet our modern countrymen

can barely form a line.

Oh, but, of course, they're
more than passionate

to vote for American Idolatry.

- American Idol.
- I know its name.

I'm telling you what it should be called.

So, Colonial America was a golden age

because everybody voted in the States?

Oh, wait, black people couldn't vote.

Neither could women.
So I would have been

turned away at the door twice over.

Actually, you don't own
significant tracts of property,

so... thrice over.

(laughs) Well, maybe I could
afford property if I weren't

paying all of your bills.

It is true.

Our nation's historical
lack of universal suffrage

is among its greatest disgraces.

- But we have come a long way since.
- Mm.

It took 180 years and two
constitutional amendments

for me to win this freedom.

WOMAN: Next.

What do you think you're doing?

I thought I might observe you vote.

It's illegal for two people
to step into the booth.

Oh. Well, at least take
my recommendations.

Proposition 3, on zoning
laws, is a travesty.

WOMAN: Shh.

Democracy in action.

(Katrina coughing)

ABRAHAM: This should
help you feel better.

You must at least try to drink.

This illness is unnatural.

I can feel it.

It's like poison inside of me.

(coughing)

You think I did this to you?

I swear...

this is not my doing.

Sorry to arrive unannounced. Proceed.

Katrina is not well.

- What is the meaning of this?
- A house call, if you will.

These men are here to care for her.

No... unhand me.

ABRAHAM: Tell me...
what is wrong with her?

I'm sorry, old friend.

I'm here at Moloch's command.

(muffled heartbeat)

Everything is as expected.

Now Moloch has a new purpose for her.

There must be another way.

Time to go.

- Stop!
- (Katrina grunts)

I beg you...

stay this madness.

Let me speak to Lord Moloch myself.

There is no time.

We are his servants.

And he does not tolerate
disobedience lightly.

No! Abraham, please.

Help me.

Abraham! Abraham!

No!

Abraham!

Abraham!

Katrina! (yells)

Aah!

Aah! (grunts)

Get her!

Abraham.

Help!

Miss, are you okay?

"No campaigning at polling
place." It's absurd.

General Washington gave each voter

a pint of beer at the ballot box.

Feel better?

Yes, oddly.

(indistinct conversation)

Your exclusion from Sheriff Reyes'

inner circle must sting.

I can't fault her for wanting
to clean up the town.

Even if she doesn't know
what she's really up against.

Morning, Sheriff Reyes.

Officer Mills.

Hey, Mills.

Oh. Got a call on the way here

that sounded up your alley.

State trooper picked up a Jane Doe,

brought her over to Westchester General.

A redhead... in full Colonial getup.

(officer laughs)

Katrina?

Who else could it be?

It was her idea to stay
with the Horseman.

- Why would she have left?
- She wouldn't.

Unless something had gone terribly awry.

Katrina.

I need you to step
away from my patient.

- She isn't a Jane Doe.
- This is my wife.

Her name is Katrina Crane.

ABBIE: Do you know
what's wrong with her?

DOCTOR: She has a fever of 105

and an infection in her abdominal wall.

- Is there a diagnosis?
- Not yet.

Once we get the culture results back

from the lab, we'll have a better idea.

ABBIE: Thank you.

Let us know when you hear.

Katrina.

Hello.

You're safe now, my love,

you hear?

What happened?

It was Henry.

He came with some men, and they...

and they wanted to take me away.

I had no choice but to run.

(gasps)

(screaming)

(muffled heartbeat)

Ichabod, what's happening to me?

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I have tried various
healing incantations.

But this is unlike any
sickness I've ever seen.

Henry expected this illness.

He said that Moloch has
a new purpose for me.

Purpo... What sort of purpose?

He did not share the details. He...

He only wanted to take me away.

All right.

We will find a cure.

ABBIE: Well, we won't find one here.

Headless may be benched
because the sun's out,

but Henry's gonna come looking
for you, so we got to get going.

Let's get you some medicine.

Get you cleaned up before we go.

Well, the nurses...
they took my clothes.

I don't think we have time
for a shopping spree.

I had no idea fashion changed
so drastically since my era.

Well, it isn't exactly everyday wear.

Some drunk goth chick's clothes

ended up in the lost and found.

Perhaps these garments
should have remained lost.

- You don't like them?
- No.

Well, yes, they...

simply a shade form-fitting.

Those men... they came with Henry

to take me.

You two get lost. I'll trail 'em.

Alone? No, it's too dangerous.

We need to find out
what's wrong with Katrina.

These guys know. I'll be fine.

Your mission right now
is to take care of her.

Very well. We shall
rendezvous at the archives.

Be careful.

You, too.

Signaculum deprenhesio.

Signaculum deprenhesio.

Magic.

Is it not too much
in your present state?

The sickness ebbs and flows.

The hex will warn us
if Henry's men approach.

Come.

(sighs)

(hisses in pain)

Tell me,

what else do you remember about them?

The doctor had a notebook
with a... symbol on it.

A goat

with the Rod of Asclepius
jutting from its head.

Oh, no. No, no.

This.

Did it look like this?

Yes.

This is the symbol

of a bygone secret organization,

the Hellfire Club.

The British society of scientists?

They fought for evil to prevail
in the War for Independence.

Franklin infiltrated their ranks.

It's how he obtained the key

that allowed Lieutenant
Mills to escape purgatory.

What would they want with me?

Franklin references

an experiment.

A woman was infected
with a mysterious illness

with symptoms like yours.

What worries me

is Franklin leaves no further notes

on the woman's ailment.

Or even whether she survived.

This is my doing.

I should never have left
you with the Horseman.

Moloch would have found a way to...

bring this sickness upon me
whether I was under your roof

or Abraham's.

Abraham said he knew nothing
of Moloch's plans, either.

I don't understand.

How can a headless horseman say anything?

A-An enchantment

on this bauble.

It allows me to see the
human spirit within him,

converse with him, and I...

Converse? I...

And what do you and...

Abraham converse about?

Whatever I must.

To gather information
to further our cause.

You think I enjoy it?

No, that's not what I meant.

These secrets that
have come between us,

they break my heart,

but they do not reflect our love.

I understand.

But now you wonder what else
I must be keeping from you.

There is nothing. I swear it.

One day this war will end,

and when it does, we will
build a life together.

The life we deserve.

Crane, I've tracked Henry's buddies

to a warehouse off the Taconic.

I'll call you when I've got more.

MAN: We lost the witch.

I don't know how, but she got away.

We will continue our search.

I just checked the translation.

I understand that.

The tablet says within
the setting of one sun.

I'm looking at it now.

There is no other translation.

We will continue our search.

I'll let you know if anything develops.

(gasps)

♪ ♪

MAN: I guess it was nothing.
Let's get back to work.

CRANE: Do you think they intended

to bring Katrina to this place?

The pattern of veins on the cadaver

matched yours exactly.

The doctor's notebook.

"Vessel...

"experiencing high fever, blood pressure

"and increased heart rate.

"Speed of infection consistent with...

successful inception."

ABBIE: "Inception."

That can't be good.

Keep reading, Ichabod.

"Delivery and expiration of vessel:

ten to 12 hours."

Katrina,

you're not ill.

I'm... pregnant.

I'm pregnant.
I don't understand. How is...

how is this even possible?

You two haven't been alone
together for a while.

Abraham.

Ichabod, I would never...

So if it isn't his or Crane's...

This thing growing inside of
me is not born of any man.

How did it happen?

Was it a potion?

A fertility spell?

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

This section...

refers to inception.

"The vessel will be implanted

"with... a birthing
seed of Eastern origin,

derived from a substance called Jincan."

As in Jincan venom?

CRANE: A poison made

from the deadliest creatures.

Henry obtained it from us.

We thought as a weapon.

Jincan is no ordinary poison.

It's been used for centuries
by dark covens to grow demons.

Henry is growing a demon inside of you.

Why?

My hex.

- Someone is coming for us.
- Take the tunnels. Go.

Go! Find her!

(birds chirping)

This is where I left Jeremy.

And where he took his new name.

You sure we'll be safe here?

Churches are consecrated ground.

You don't think Henry
can get around that?

The termites did.

This place holds great meaning to him.

I can only hope he will
not attack us here.

I don't think we can base
our strategy on hope.

Henry's not gonna stop

until he finds you.
He's the one that did this.

Which means he can undo it.

I'm not sure we understand each other.

Henry is a Sin Eater.

He can remove this demon growing

inside of me.

We must concentrate on facts.

Now, Lieutenant Mills is right.

Henry possesses great power,
but he uses it for evil.

Yet... he continues to struggle
against that side of himself.

He has shown us nothing but contempt.

Because somewhere
beneath that broken exterior,

he still cares.

He doesn't want us dead out of apathy.

There is still a part of him

that remains human.

Perhaps if we could reach it,

he could be made whole.

Katrina...

he's trying to kill you.

Moloch is trying to kill me.

Henry follows Moloch

because he had no family to grab onto,

but now we are here.

We have never lost faith in each other.

Have you really lost
all faith in our son?

I have not.

(panting)

Do you hear yourselves?

Henry is the Horseman of War.

He told us, point blank,

he means to help Moloch raise hell

on Earth.

How does anyone come back from that?

He is my child.

And I cannot believe

he's a lost cause.

I pray you feel the same.

ABBIE: Do not let

your feelings for him
affect our mission.

And I have not.

You're right about Henry.

The odds and the evidence
are stacked against us.

But Katrina is ill.

The doctor's notebook said
the vessel would expire

at sundown.

We're running out of time.

The only option we have...

is to beseech Henry.

My mind is made.

Should we put it to a vote?

I can do the math.

Democracy in action.

I had an urgent call
from your psychiatrist.

Said it was an emergency.

What do you want?

It's not what I want.

Thank you, Captain.

It is time we talked.

(Katrina groaning)

I know you're unhappy

with Ichabod's plan.

Crane sees it as a test.

I think he's going to lose.

(panting)

What is it?

I think that the...

demon that's inside of you
is called "The Horrid King."

(yelling in pain)

(screaming)

Wait.

(groaning)

(panting)

It's moving.

(whimpering)

Quite a trick you pulled,
getting me here.

(sighs)

Is Abigail around the corner?

Are you afraid?

Katrina slipped
through your fingertips.

You must be feeling vulnerable.

Oh, you have worked it out.

We know there's a demon
growing inside her.

(laughing)

A demon?

How pedestrian to expend all
that effort on a mere demon.

I don't understand.

Who is the Horrid King?

"And were they known

"to men by various names,

"and various idols
through the heathen world.

"Say, Muse, their names, then known,

who first, who last..."

- You cannot mean...
- Would I lie to my own father?

That's impossible.

"...is made with the blood
of human sacrifice

"and parents' tears.

"First came the Horrid King...

Moloch."

No.

Don't say, "No."

Say, "Rise."

"Rise, My Horrid King.

Rise, Moloch."

The demon inside of me...

Is Moloch.

(groaning)

The demon of the Apocalypse...

is growing inside of me.

There must be something in your arsenal

that can slow this,

at least until Crane gets back.

My power is nothing against his.

Then we'll find a different
way to save you.

There is one way we can stop this.

Moloch cannot rise if
his vessel dies first.

Stop.

That's not an option.

When Crane first fell

on that battlefield
all those years ago,

and all of the voices of Heaven and hell

were shouting in your ear,

"Let him die,"

you found another way to save him.

(sniffles)

We will find another way to save you.

PARISH: "How sharper than

a serpent's tooth it is
to have a thankless child."

King Lear.

Act one, scene four.

Our mutual love of words
is no coincidence.

Perhaps I should thank you
for the twinkle in my eye.

Do you really think I cannot
see through this chicanery?

You live in Fredericks Manor,

the very place you were
brought into this world.

It is a nexus of dark magic.

And, coincidentally,

where your mother first held you,

first taught you feelings of love.

What did you tell yourself
when you poisoned her?

That you were not really responsible?

The blood was on Moloch's hands?

I intended to paint my hands
with both your blood.

Then flick your wrist.

Make it so.

Fate is fickle, Father.

Best not to tempt it.

If you let her die, it will
plague you for an eternity.

Like the eternity I spent in that box?

She is not the reason bad things happen.

Your mother's love
banished her to purgatory.

Her love for you.

Her decision to save you.

Then read my sin, see for yourself.

Tell me you're unmoved.

No.

You will not touch me.

Because you fear

you will witness the
depth of my suffering.

You are sick with Moloch's evil,

but you can fight it.

You can spare her...

Jeremy.

You have a choice.

Yes, I do.

And I choose Moloch.

I choose his leadership,
and I choose his might.

I choose his fire that
will burn the world.

No matter what you do,

no matter where you hide her,

your wife will die,

and Moloch will be born!

Help!

(gasps)

(panting)

That was you.

Oh. You better sit down for this.

Oh, I know.

Katrina is bearing Moloch himself.

Henry took great pride in that.

I'm so sorry.

I tried.

You must know I tried.

If I should pass...

- No, don't say such things.
- If I should pass,

you cannot give up on Henry.

You'll be all he has left.

Evidence of good in him...

is not proof that he will change.

Every day in purgatory, I woke up

without any proof
I could ever save you.

What kept me going was faith.

I clung onto it for 231 years.

Had I done so

for 230, we would not be here today.

Remember your own words, my love.

"We must have faith."

(coughing)

What are we searching for?

The Hellfire Club

had this stone tablet in their lab.

I know it has some
significance, but the photo

didn't turn out right.

This distortion... this is curious.

This resembles the aurora borealis.

Northern lights?

Yes.

Franklin.

Benjamin Franklin

was obsessed with the phenomenon.

He theorized the aurora

could banish demons from Earth.

He wrote a paper.

I must Internet immediately.

(beeping and static)

Oh, my God, it sounds like
a swine being strangled.

Does this not go faster?

You know, dial-up was
a pretty impressive

invention at the time.

And so was the wheel, I'm sure.

ABBIE: Oh.

"Aurora Borealis:

"Suppositions and Conjectures

Towards Forming a Hypothesis
for Its Explanation."

By Benjamin Franklin.

Franklin always wrote in code.

Though his handwriting is so abysmal,

that could be considered
an encryption on its own.

Actually, it is. Look.

Some of the letters are written
in print, others in cursive.

The printed letters
spell out a message.

Uh...

Right.

"The Hellfire Club

"has acquired a tablet...

"bearing instructions on...

"the birth of Moloch.

"The only tool with the
power to stop him is...

"the aurora borealis.

"Knowing this,

"Franklin... built...

"an aurora prism

"and hid it inside of the tablet.

"If the prism... is ever
exposed to sunlight,

"it projects an aurora

banishing Moloch before he is born."

If we get that tablet
and find the prism...

And shine sunlight
through it onto Katrina,

we can save her life.

That lab is heavily guarded...
and that was before I broke in.

It's the one thing I
miss about modernity...

an army to assist me.

(sighs): An army.

I know where we can get one of those.

Katrina. Katrina.

We've found a way to stop Moloch.

But I must leave you
for a very short while.

(panting)

This device is called

a "radio."

Push this button and speak,

and wherever I am, I will respond.

Like magic.

(exhales, inhales)

(quiet groan)

♪ ♪

Mills, I told you to keep your
walking historical society

out of my precinct.

There is something we need to tell you.

What's that?

The truth about what's
going on in Sleepy Hollow.

A doomsday cult?

That's right.

In a warehouse out on Spangler Road?

The Manson Family
out in sunny California

sounded crazy once, too.

(sighs)

That body showed signs of torture.

Couldn't have been more
than a few weeks old.

What's he doing here?

The club has Colonial origin.
I went to Crane earlier on.

It was his research that
cracked the case wide open.

The Hellfire Club,

founded in 1718 by the Duke of Wharton,

has a long history of
horrific experimentation

on human subjects.

It's lunacy,

of course...

but their possession of illegal arms

and their horrific
experiments are very real.

We need a tactical team.

If we jump on this,

we can bring them in.

In the short time that I've be here,

you haven't given me much
reason to trust you, Mills.

You said you wanted to
clean up Sleepy Hollow...

return it to the peaceful
town you used to know.

Well, here's your chance
in a very big way.

Sheriff! Search warrant!

Shots fired. Officer needs help.

- (gunfire continues)
- The tablet's in here.

ABBIE: There. That case.

Think you can crack it?

(gunfire continues)

It's a three-digit pass code.

A cult such as this would use

a number of significance.
I can decipher it.

Come on, Crane.

Just give me a moment.

(bullets ricocheting)

We don't have a moment.

589 Wharton Street was the
address of the London clubhouse.

(beeping)

1718, the year the club was founded.

- (beeping)
- No.

They're a freaking evil club... try 666.

(gunshot)

What a lack of imagination.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Let's go.

REYES: Mills.

(indistinct radio transmission)

I can see why Corbin always
spoke so highly of you.

Thank you.

But I was only half the team.

What did you say you did again?

I'm a criminal profiler,

with an emphasis on acts
of historical imitation.

Let's be in touch.

(groaning, gasping)

(groaning, gasping continue)

(loud grunt)

(radio beeps)

KATRINA (over radio):
Ichabod, please hurry.

- (Katrina gasps)
- Katrina?

Katrina, we're coming back.

(Katrina screams)

It's coming now!

(Katrina sobbing)

(amplified heartbeat)

(screams)

(panting)

Katrina!

Katrina, can you hear me?

(amplified heartbeat)
(screaming)

(Katrina grunting loudly)

(yelling, crying)

(panting)

- We end this now!
- Stay with me, Katrina.

Stay with me. We're almost there.

(Katrina grunting loudly)

(amplified heartbeat)

(screaming)

(wind whistling)

(screaming, amplified heartbeat continue)

Hold on, Katrina!

♪ ♪

(Katrina gasping)

(screaming)

(high-pitched whirring)

(screaming)

(deep growl)

(screaming)

Oh, my God!

♪ ♪

(screaming)
(amplified heartbeat)

(deep growling)

(screaming)

(gasping breaths)

(gasping breaths stop)

(panting): She isn't breathing.

Katrina, please! Please don't...

(whispers): please don't leave me.

Oh, God...

(grunts)

Breathe, Ka...

Please, Katrina!

Don't you...

don't...

(panting)

(inhales sharply, coughs)

ABBIE: Oh!

Oh, thank...

oh, thank God.

Oh, thank God.

(panting slows)

We did it.

♪ ♪

I thought we'd lost you.

You're here.

Where I belong.

(chuckles): Whereas...

I belong somewhere else.

♪ ♪

She's fallen asleep.

(sighs)

Holding her just now...

is a joy I've not felt in an age.

And yet...

Today was a bit close for comfort?

I agree.

Moloch nearly rose to our world.

You're wondering how long
we can keep up this dance.

How long before Abraham
comes looking for Katrina?

He will stop at nothing to get her back.

Well... at least we got clarity.

We know where Henry stands.

You can't possibly still
think you can reach him.

When I touched Henry today,

somehow...

I saw him.

Experienced a memory he did
not mean for me to see.

Help!

A lost boy,

alone in the woods, crying for help.

I know it's hard

to see...

but I believe, inside,
he is still that small boy.

- Henry would love for you to believe that.
- No.

I do not think he would.

But it is a question of faith.

We stopped Moloch.

Today was a win.

(thunder rolling)

♪ ♪

(thunder crashing)

(crackling)

(amplified heartbeat)

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