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What went we out into
this wilderness to find?

Leaving our country, kindred,

our fathers' houses?

We travailed a vast ocean.

For what?

-For what?
-We must ask thee to be silent.

Was it not for the pure

and faithful dispensation of the Gospels

-and the Kingdom of God?
-No more!

We are your judges, and not you ours.

I cannot be judged by false Christians,

for I have done nothing
save preach Christ's true Gospel.

Must you continue to dishonor
the laws of the Commonwealth

and the Church with your prideful conceit?

If my conscience sees it fit.

Then shall you be banished
from this plantation's liberties.

I would be glad on it.

Then take your leave,
and trouble us no further.

How sadly hath the Lord
testified against you.

Katherine.

Thomasin.

Come.

I will confess Jehovah with all heart

In secret and assembly of the just

Great are the works of our Lord Jehovah

Sought out of all that
In them do delight...

I here confess I have lived in sin.

I have been idle of my work,

disobedient of my parents,

neglectful of my prayer.

I have, in secret, played upon thy Sabbath

and broken every one of
thy commandments in thought,

followed the desires of mine own will
and not the Holy Spirit.

I know I deserve all shame
and misery in this life,

and everlasting hellfire.

But I beg thee,

for the sake of thy Son, forgive me.

Show me mercy.

Show me thy light.

Thomasin.

There you are. There you are.

Where's Sam? Where is Sam?

Where is that little man?

There you are. There you are.

Sam?

Samuel!

Thomasin.

Thomasin.

Sleep.

All will be well.

Sleep.

...and send thy Holy Spirit into me,

which may show me that thou art my father

and I am thy child...

Caleb.

God give you good morrow.

All are still a-bed.

Save Mother.

'Tis no ease to rise on a gray day.

The Devil holds fast your eyelids.

-I'll wake 'em.
-No, let 'em be.

Thy mother's not slept a night since.

We can search no more, Caleb.

We cannot.

If not a wolf,
then hunger'd have taken him yet.

Let's to the wood.

I've been a-laying traps
for some while now,

even before this new misery.

Within the wood?

Will thou not help thy father?

You and Mother
have always forbad us to set foot there.

Caleb, our harvest cannot last the winter.

We must catch
our food if we cannot grow it.

We will conquer this wilderness.

It will not consume us.

...and send thy Holy Spirit into me,

which may show me that thou art my father

and I am thy child...

Art thou then born a sinner?

Aye. I was conceived in sin,
and born in iniquity.

Aye.

And what is thy birth sin?

Adam's sin imputed to me,
and a corrupt nature dwelling within me.

Well-remembered, Caleb. Very well.

And canst thou tell me
what thy corrupt nature is?

My corrupt nature is empty of grace,

bent unto sin, only unto sin,
and that continually.

Soft now.

We must lay't again.

Was...

Was Samuel born a sinner?

Aye.

How might then...

We pray he hath entered God's Kingdom.

-What wickedness hath he done?
-Place faith in God, Caleb.

-We'll speak no more on thy brother.
-Why?

He hath disappeared not one week past,
yet you and Mother utter not his name.

He's gone, Caleb.

-Tell me.
-Tell thee what?

-Is he in hell?
-Caleb!

Mother will not stop her prayer...

And if I died? If I died this day?

-What is this?
-I hold evil in me heart.

Me sins are not pardoned.

Thou art youngly yet--

-And if God will not hear my prayers?
-Caleb!

Tell me!

Look, you,

I love thee marvelous well,

but 'tis God alone, not man, what knows
who is a son of Abraham and who is not.

Who is good and who is evil.

Fain would I tell thee
Sam sleeps in Jesus,

that thou wilt, that I will,

but I cannot tell thee that.

None can.

Caleb?

Where are these from?

From Indian Thom and Old Slater,
when last they passed through.

What did you trade?

Thy mother's silver cup.

Speak none of this to Mother. None.

She is overwrought already.

I'll tell her of the cup
when her grief has passed.

Let's not speak on this again.

Aye.

Fowler!

Fool of an animal.

Fowler!

Fowler, what is't?

Praise be to God. Make haste, Caleb.

Fie upon't!

Father, it died.

The other end.

Father.

Father?

Off, Fowler.

Black Phillip, Black Phillip
A crown grows out his head

Black Phillip, Black Phillip
To nanny queen is wed

Jump to the fence post...

Jonas, Mercy, come hither.

Black Phillip, king of all

Jonas, Mercy!

Black Phillip, Black Phillip
King of sky and land

Black Phillip, Black Phillip
King of sea and sand

We are ye servants
We are ye men

Black Phillip eats the lions
From the lions' den

Black Phillip, Black Phillip
A crown grows out his head

Black Phillip, Black Phillip
A crown grows out his head

Black Phillip, Black Phillip
To nanny queen is wed

Jump to the fence post...

Get back! You two, stop that!

Phillip! Back!

Back! Heavens bless us!

Caleb, ope' the gate!

Caleb!

I'll have thee quiet.

Whither were you and Caleb this morn?

How could you disappear?

And thee!

I told thee to keep
watch of Jonas and Mercy.

I was, and I bade them help me,
and they paid me no mind.

-I was a-getting--
-What's the matter with thee, Thomasin?

What's the matter with thee?

Take thy father's rags
to the brook and wash 'em.

-They would pay me no mind--
-And brush out his woolens.

Help him!

My lamb.

It gave me such
a fright to find thee gone.

I'll not be left here alone.

Dost hear?

The morning's work is well behindhand.

-Jonas! Leave thy sister be!
-She likes it.

William?

What, cannot a father
spend Godly time with his son?

Jonas!

-Father said stop it.
-Thomasin!

-See?
-Stop.

Stop it, each of you! Stop it.

-Thomasin, take the twins inside.
-No!

Get inside. Get inside. Get inside.

As you like.

We went to find apples.

In the valley.

I had thought I seen
an apple tree in the valley.

Father brought the gun,

-for if we glanced that wolf--
-Why did you not tell me?

Father wanted it a surprise
to cheer you, and...

But there were none.

I thought I had seen them.

I like you not outside the farm.
Even to the valley.

Dost hear me?

Caleb.

Be a good lad
and get some water for Mother.

Stray not from the brook.

Why are you dallying?

What then?

What?

Caleb?

Caleb?

-Stop it.
-I meant no harm in it.

What's the matter with thee?

Come hither.

What's the matter with thee?

I have seen no apple
since we went from England.

I would thou had found 'em.

I so wish for one.

Hear that?

Aye.

Who's there?

I be the Witch of the Wood.

Mercy, come out.

I be not Mercy,
I be the Witch of the Wood.

And I have come to steal ye!

Hear me
stick a-flying through the trees...

Mercy!

Why is't when thou dost a wrong,

I be a-washing Father's clothes
like a slave, and thou art playing idle?

-Because Mother hates you!
-Spoilt child.

I'll tell Mother you
have left the farm alone.

Black Phillip saith I can do what I like.

Devil take your Black Phillip.

It's your fault I can't leave the yard.

I could go to the brook
before you let the Witch take Sam.

-Quiet thee.
-It were a wolf stole Sam.

A witch. I've seen her
in her riding cloak about the wood.

-Father showed me the tracks.
-It was a witch!

Aye.

It was a witch, Mercy.

You speak aright.

-Thomasin!
-It was I.

Liar.

'Twas I what stole him.

I be the Witch of the Wood.

Liar. Liar.

I am.

List not to her, Mercy!

I am that very witch.

When I sleep,

my spirit slips away from me body
and dances naked with the Devil.

-That's how I signed his book.
-No...

He bade me bring him an un-baptized babe,

so I stole Sam,
and I gave him to me master.

And I'll make any man
or thing else vanish I like.

-No.
-Aye.

And I'll vanish thee, too,
if thou displeaseth me.

-Be quiet.
-Mercy, she's but telling fantasies!

Or perchance I'll boil and bake thee,

-since we are lack of food.
-Stop!

Stop, Thomasin!

-It's not true!
-It is, thou thing!

How I crave to sink my teeth
into thy pink flesh.

If ever thou tellst thy mother of this,
I'll witch thee and thy mother!

-And Jonas, too!
-Caleb!

-Stop thy tears and swear thy silence.
-I swear it.

You will not tell Mother nor Father.

-I swear.
-Thomasin, let her alone!

Get away from her, Caleb,
or she'll witch thee!

Why tell Mercy those horrible fancies?

Dost thou hate me now, too?

It was a wolf stole Sam.

Leave me be.

Go tell Mother
and Father of my wickedness.

Thomasin.

I hate thy pity.

I need it not.

...and forgive us the sins we have
this day committed against thee.

Free us from the shame and torment
which are due unto us for them.

We beseech thee, increase our faith
in the promise of the Gospel,

our fear of thy name,

and the hatred of all our sins,

that we may be assured that
the Holy Spirit dwells in us,

that we might be thy children
in thy love and mercy.

For as we hunger
for this food of our bodies,

so our souls hunger
for the food of eternal life.

Finish soon our days of sin,

and bring us to eternal peace

through the purifying blood of thy son,

our Lord and only Savior Jesus Christ.

Amen.

Amen.

Thomasin, what hast thou done
with the silver cup?

Is't not on the shelf?

Nay.

In the six board then.

T'aint there neither.

It has been disappeared for some while.

Didst lose it?

I've not touched it.

Where has it gone then?

I haven't touched it.

I have caught thee
trifling with it before.

She sayth she haven't
touched it, Katherine.

How thou could lose me father's

silver wine cup in this hovel,
I cannot know.

-I haven't touched it.
-Peace, child,

it is gone.

Did a wolf vanish that, too?

She haven't touched it, Katherine.

What is amiss on this farm?

It is not natural.

Caleb,

will thou read out the chapter
of the Word tonight?

We must find some light in our darkness.

Tomorrow we will
have a fast day but for our sins.

Thomasin, didst not
bed them down before supper?

You must sleep tonight, Kate.

Thou dost remember I love thee?

I do.

List me, Kate,

I fear thou dost
look too much upon this affliction.

We must turn our thoughts towards God,

not ourselves.

He hath never taken a child from us.

Never a one, Kate.

Who might earn such grace?

We have been ungrateful of God's love.

-He hath cursed this family.
-No.

He hath taken us into
a very low condition to humble us

and to show us more of his grace.

Was not Christ led into the wilderness
to be ill met by the Devil?

-We should ne'er have left the plantation.
-Kate...

We should never have left.

That damned church!

-There is naught hither.
-What need we? Silver chalices?

How dare you chide me on a cup.

'Tis not for vanity
that I am grieved of it.

-Katherine, I must tell thee--
-We might have sold it.

What?

What fool will trade for our corn?

List me.

Our daughter hath begat
the sign of her womanhood.

Thomasin?

Caleb?

Are y'abed?

Mercy?

Jonas?

She's old enough.

She must leave to serve another family.

'Twas not her fault.

-Kate, I must tell thee--
-Aye, it was thine

for taking thy family hither.

-This is Godly land...
-Godly?

Our children are being
fostered up like savages.

Kate!

How oft I begged and begged thee
to take Samuel for baptism.

They'd not baptize
outside the congregation.

-Our Sam is in hell!
-Go to.

God save us, Caleb is well.

We must keep him still. And Thomasin.

That corn is trash.

-We cannot back to that church!
-We will starve!

Peace, peace. You'll wake 'em. Peace.

I'll to the village with the horse
and Thomasin tomorrow.

The Tildens or the Whytings,
they can make use of her.

They are good folk.

Stop. Kate.

We will find food. I know it.

Caleb?

What are you doing?

Go to sleep.

What's this?

Tell me, now.

-Running away then?
-No.

-Lie not to me.
-I don't.

Then what?

Tell me!

If thou wilt back to sleep,
and keep silent of this,

I promise thee,

you'll need not leave
to serve the Tildens,

nor any family else.

I'll be back by midday.

-Let me along with you.
-No.

-Let me along.
-I cannot.

If you don't let me along with you,
I'll wake Mother and Father this instant.

Well?

Aye, but we did!

-Nay.
-We did.

No.

We had glass windows in England.

We haven't been hither so long
you can forget that.

As you like, Thomasin.

You've gone mad.

Dost not remember Fowler
laying on the floor i'the sun?

You must.

Nay.

And where the sun would shine
would he warm himself.

Remember once he lay upon the table,

and Father saw him and he saith,
"We will have him for meat!

"Kate, Kate! We will roast this beast."

You must remember that.

I remember that day, but no glass.

Well, it was pretty.

What is it, boy?

Burt, calm thee!

Fowler, nay! Fowler!

Stand there with Burt!

Caleb, no.

I'll straight back!

He's gone mad.

-Thomasin!
-Caleb!

-Thomasin!
-Thomasin!

-Caleb!
-Thomasin!

-Caleb!
-Caleb!

Thomasin!

Caleb!

Thomasin!

Thomasin!

Caleb!

Thomasin!

Fowler!

O God my Lord, I now begin,
O help me, and I'll leave my sin.

For I repentant now shall be.
From evil, I will turn to thee.

None ever shall destroy my faith,
nor do I mind what Satan saith.

O God my Lord, I now begin,
O help me, and I'll leave my sin.

For I repentant now shall be.
From evil, I will turn to thee.

None ever shall destroy my faith,
nor do I mind what Satan saith.

O God my Lord, I now begin,
O help me, and I'll leave my--

Caleb!

Caleb!

Caleb!

Father!

Thomasin.

My girl!

My girl!

Where is thy brother?

What's the matter with thee, Thomasin?

What's the matter with thee?

I'll set off at first light.
I'll not return till I've found him.

'Twould be better to go to the village
to raise up help.

-I cannot bear...
-'Tis a day's ride,

and I have no horse.
There is no time to be lost.

Likely you should
have left this morn then.

You have no gun, William,
nay, not even a dog.

-Be not a fool!
-I am a fool to go.

There is none will help this family.

Let me be!

The moon is bright.
The rain bothers me not.

I'll be back in a two-day,
if any a man will return with me.

Don't go, Father!

-Please you, Father, don't go!
-Enough!

Tell us why you went to the wood.

-I promised.
-I care not.

Let me find favor in your eyes.

Child, tell me, and thou wilt.

I...

Speak!

I...

I took thy father's cup.

I sold it.

Forgive me, Kate.

Forgive me, Thomasin.

What is this?

Katherine, I must make confession.

I, yestermorn, took Caleb to the wood.

'Twas for food, and the pelts for money.
Good money.

I knew you were false!

-I knew it!
-I meant it as a surprise,

'twas why I kept secret.
I will trap that wolf, Kate.

You stood by whilst our son lied to me!

'Twas for thy sake. I love thee, Kate.

-You took him to the woods!
-I will find him.

You have broken God's covenant.
You are a liar.

-And you have lost another child.
-I will go now.

-You cannot escape the wood!
-I will find him!

And kill thyself, too?

Will Jonas be the man of the house?

Will you damn all your family to death?

-Katherine!
-Let go of me!

Picking apples.

Mother,

have the goats been bedded down yet?

Nay.

I'll do it.

Let it wait till the morrow.

They dare not 'scape with this rain.

Nay, I'll do it.

Please you, Mother.

Come hither, child.

Hurry back.

Caleb.

Caleb, Caleb.

Caleb.

Father!

Caleb, Caleb.

O merciful Father,
the Lord and giver of life,

and your son Jesus Christ,
we beseech thee,

look down from heaven upon him

with those eyes of grace and compassion.

Pity thy wounded servant.

What ails Caleb, Black Phillip?

What ails him?
Did Thomasin make 'im sick in the wood?

What say you?

Black Phillip saith you are wicked.

Aye, he told me, too.

Damn your Black Phillip!

He saith you put the Devil in Caleb,

that's why he's sick.

I'd never hurt Caleb, nor Sam, nor thee.

-You beat me!
-It was a jest.

-You said you'd eat of me!
-Mercy!

-Mother and Father will find out.
-What?

That you are a witch.

Thomasin.

Thomasin.

Dost remember John Kempe's son?

That first winter,
he was tormented of Indian magic.

'Tis not the same.

This is unnatural providence.

I know not that.

Look at thy son.

-Will.
-What?

-Think.
-Think what?

Think.

I have no thought.

Does this not look like witchcraft?

What witch?

Who does this then? Who?

Thy thoughts are as a child.

What are you doing?

We'll back to the plantation in the morn.

Find a good family for Thomasin,
take Caleb to the doctor's.

He will tell if this
be some natural ill or no.

Yet we cannot return as beggars.

I will scour the field.

There must be some fruit
yet untouched by this rot.

I beseech thee, Katherine,
what canst thou do for him presently?

How might we all bear it
to the village with no horse?

Well, the little corn and the goats
should fetch a fair price. We'll...

We'll back with Caleb and sell them,

return with a horse
for the twins and Thomasin.

-You cannot leave them here!
-Or Thomasin and thee...

-Forget the crop, Will!
-What?

What dost thou want, Katherine?

Tell me and I will give it thee.

I want to be home.

Thou shall be home
by candle-time tomorrow.

In England.

Will,

I also have a confession to make.

I never meant to be a shrew to thee.

I have become as Job's wife, I know it,

since Sam, since...

My heart has turned to stone.

I had dreamed once,
'twas when I was of Thomasin's years,

that I was with Christ upon Earth.

I was so very near him,

and in many tears for the assurance
of the pardon of me sins,

and I was so ravished
with his love towards me,

I thought it far exceeding
the affection of the kindest husband.

And since Samuel disappeared,

I have such a sad weakness of faith.

I cannot shake it.

I cannot see Christ's help as near.

I pray and I pray, but I cannot...

I fear I cannot ever feel
that same measure of love again.

Thou shalt have of it in heaven.

I'll be i'the field.

If you can spare a while, do.

We'll leave at dawn.

I promise thee that.

Jonas, Mercy! Come hither!

Speak not a word.

Black Phillip is a merry, merry king
He rules the land with mirth...

I cannot abide your songs.

Please you, Mercy.

Black Phillip has a mighty, mighty sting
He'll knock thee to the earth

Sing baa baa
King Phillip the Black sings baa, baa...

-Peace, thou thing.
-Mercy. Thomasin.

Sing baa baa, King Phillip the Black
He'll knock thee on thy back!

Enough!

Come.

Get the broad ax and cut off her head.

Get the narrow ax and cut off her head.

Get the broad ax and cut off her head.

Get the narrow ax and cut off her head.

She's upon me!

She kneels!

My bowels, my stomach,

she pinches, scratches.

Caleb!

-Sin!
-Brother!

-What's happening?
-Sin!

Sin!

-Thomasin, take the children outside.
-No!

Who does this to thee? Who does this?

His mouth is sealed up.

God!

William!

William.

-Caleb.
-Hold him.

Children, away from this.

Thomasin, help!

-Caleb!
-Caleb.

He'll break his jaws.

Mother!

What is't?

William,

he is witched!

-'Tis she!
-No!

-What horrible fancy's this?
-She told me she stole Sam!

Silence.

-She gave him to the Devil in the wood.
-They lie!

What say you?

She turned Flora's milk to blood!

She had bade us keep secret from you!

It was but a jest to quiet her. I...

-She made bargain with Satan!
-She signed his book!

Silence!

Don't let her near me.
She'll place a curse on me!

-They conspire against me.
-Thomasin is a witch!

Nay.

I'll not hear it.

I'll have proof, or heaven help thee.

On thy knees!

Look me in the eye, daughter.

-Dost thou love the word of God?
-Yes.

Love you the Bible? Love you prayer?

Yes. Yes!

We are children of sin all,

yet I tell thee, I have raised up
no witch in this house!

Let us pray,

then we need fear nothing.

We shall never lie open to the wicked one.

Pray for thy brother.

-You must believe us.
-Evil wretches!

-Thomasin!
-Thomasin!

Pray.

Our Father, which art in heaven,

hallowed be thy name, thy kingdom come...

Jonas, pray.

I... I cannot remember my prayer.

-What?
-Nor I.

I cannot.

What nonsense is this?

Speak, children.

Our Father, which art in heaven,
hallowed be thy name...

-Please, stop it.
-Pray.

-Stop it!
-Pray, you beasts.

-Get on thy knees and pray!
-Damnation!

Stop!

Please, stop!

I cannot hear this.

This is not so!

A toad.

A cat.

A crow.

A raven.

A great black dog.

A wolf.

She desires of my blood.

She desires of my blood.

-Sends 'em upon me!
-She desires of my blood.

-They feed upon her teats...
-She desires of my blood.

...her nether parts!

She sends 'em upon me!

My Lord, my Jesus, save me!

-Think on Christ!
-She sends her devils!

I am thine enemy,

wallowing in the blood
and filth of my sins!

-The Lord is my shepherd...
-I am thine enemy!

-...I shall not want.
-He maketh me lie down

-in green pasture...
-And leadeth me by the still waters.

He restoreth my soul and leadeth me
in the paths of righteousness

-for his name's sake.
-I am thine enemy!

Yea, though I should walk through
the valley of the shadow of death,

I will fear no evil...

For thou art with me!

Caleb.

Caleb.

Caleb.

Cast the light of countenance upon me.

Spread over me the lap of thy love.

Wash me in the ever-flowing
fountains of thy blood.

Wholly thine I am, my sweet Lord Jesus.

My Lord, my love,
kiss me with the kisses of thy mouth.

How lovely art thou.

Thy embrace.

My Lord!

My Lord, my love!

My soul's salvation.

Take me to thy lap!

Caleb?

Caleb.

Caleb.

Caleb.

Caleb.

Caleb.

Wake up, please. Wake up.

Wake up. Wake up!

No, please...

No!

He is dead!

He is dead!

No!

Jonas, Mercy, get up.

Get up!

Get away from him! Get thee gone!

Thomasin.

Thomasin, Thomasin.

My girl.

This tree will be lovely come spring.

Do you remember when we came hither?

Such a pretty tree.

Next year I'd have sown us a wheat field.

Started at this tree and ended thither.

We'd have been a proper farm then.

Bought us a big fat milk cow,

finished us the barn...

You must tell me, Thomasin.

Tomorrow, I cannot keep secret of this.

A council will be called,
and thy life is...

-Thy life...
-Will you not believe me?

I saw the serpent in my son.
You stopped their prayers.

They lie.

I saw it.

Caleb disappeared with thee.

-I love Caleb.
-And who then found him,

pale as death, naked as sin and witched?

Thomasin, listen to me,

the bargain thou
hast made is of no effect.

-I made no bargain.
-Thy soul belongeth to Christ.

-I made no bargain.
-The Devil hath no interest in thee.

-I am no witch, Father.
-What did I but see in my house?

-Will you not hear me?
-I prithee, confess.

Why have you turned against me?

Christ can unwitch us
if you will but speak truth to me.

As I love thee, speak truth.

You ask me to speak truth?

I beg thee.

You and Mother
are planned to rid the farm of me.

Aye.

I heard you speak of it.

Is that truth?

You took of Mother's cup
and let her rail at me.

You confessed not till it was too late.

-Is that truth?
-Peace, thee.

-I will not.
-I am thy father.

You are a hypocrite!

Hold thy tongue, daughter mine!

You took Caleb to the wood,
and let me take the blame of that, too.

Is that truth?

You let Mother be as thy master.

You cannot bring the crops to yield!
You cannot hunt!

-Is that truth enough?
-Enough.

Thou canst do nothing save cut wood!

Bitch!

And you will not hear me!

Must I hear the Devil
wag his tongue in thy mouth?

Ask the twins then.

Go on, ask them.

They spend all day long
babbling to that horned beast.

-They know well his voice.
-Go to.

The Adversary oft comes
in the shape of a he-goat.

And whispers. Aye, whispers!

He is Lucifer.

You know it.

-The twins know it.
-Slander thy brethren no more.

It is they!

From my sight.

'Twas they and that goat
what bewitched this whole farm.

Lies.

Was't a wolf stole Sam?

I never saw no wolf.

Mercy told me herself by the stream,
"I be the Witch of the Wood."

Get up. Rise!

-What is this?
-Speak.

I am no witch.

Get her from me sight.
I'll not have her in this house.

She is no witch, Katherine.

What is the cause, daughter?
Tell thy mother.

I cannot know for certain.

Thou toldst me well thou knew!

I cannot look at her.

Aye, but y'shall. Thomasin?

Thomasin!

Jonas and Mercy,

they made covenant with the Devil
in the shape of Black Phillip.

Dost hear that?

Ye black minions?

Dost hear that, yolk devils?

Wake!

Wake from this!

Did ye make some
unholy bond with that goat?

Speak if this be pretense!

Dissemblers.

Grave pretenders all.

Hear me this.

I will not play
a fool to children's games.

This is no sport, William.

Yet these lies from our babes' mouths
are but trifles to them.

-I do not lie!
-Silence, creature!

Thy son is dead. Damned!

-Caleb did but cry Jesus.
-The Devil!

-Thou know it not!
-The Devil will speak the Scripture, too.

Thou know it not! 'Tis not true!

-We are damned!
-Wake!

Fetch the billhook, wife,

and I will smite Jonas
as Abraham would have done his seed.

-No. Stop it! Stop it!
-Fetch the billhook,

and I will dash his skull!

Stop!

-Do you see?
-Stop it.

Do you see now?

Please you, Father?

No, it is not safe. Not with them!

Keep me from this goat.

Father!

If that old billy be the Devil,
I would have danced with him myself.

I'll break thee out upon the dawn,
and we'll set back to the plantation.

Think on thy sins.

Are you witches?

Does Father think I am?

Are you?

No.

Doth he really speak to thee?

It is my fault.

I confess it.

I confess it.

O my God,

I am false.

I am infected with the filth of pride.

I know it.

I am.

Dispose of me how thou wilt,

yet redeem my children.

They cannot tame their natural evils.

I lie before thee a coward

and thine enemy,

and I'll lick the dust of thine earth.

I beg thee,

save my children.

I beg thee, my Christ,

I have not damned my family!

My lambs.

Me angels.

Mother, we have longed to see you so.

As I to thee.

I must wake thy father.

He will be so glad.

No, let him sleep.

We would see you oft, Mother.

-Would that please you?
-Aye.

I have brought a book for you, Mother.

-Will you look at it with me?
-Aye.

One moment now.

Samuel is hungry.

Come, come, little Sam.

Flora? Flora?

Corruption, thou art my father.

What hast thou done?

Where are they?

-I know not what I saw...
-Where are they?

I did nothing.
She came from the sky, she...

Devil!

You have their blood upon thy hands!

It is you.

-It is you!
-I am your daughter!

The Devil is in thee and hath had thee.

You are smeared of his sin.

You reek of evil!

-You have made a covenant with death!
-Mother!

You bewitched thy brother, proud slut!

Did you not think I saw
thy sluttish looks to him,

bewitching his eye as any whore?

-What say you to me?
-And thy father next!

No. No, Mother.

You took them from me.

-They are gone.
-No.

-You killed my children!
-No! No!

You killed thy father! You witch!

I love you! I love you!

Black Phillip.

I conjure thee to speak to me.

Speak as thou dost speak
to Jonas and Mercy.

Dost thou understand my English tongue?

Answer me.

What dost thou want?

What canst thou give?

Wouldst thou like the taste of butter?

A pretty dress?

Wouldst thou like to live deliciously?

Yes.

Wouldst thou like to see the world?

What will you from me?

Dost thou see a book before thee?

Remove thy shift.

I cannot write my name.

I will guide thy hand.