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[THEME MUSIC]

Hmm.

SPOOKY VOICE: Stay away from the circle.

Stay away from Esmerelda.

[SHRIEK]

You gave us a heck of a scare, honey.

What happened?

Wait.

I was sinking.

And a warlock pulled me out.

Bog fever.

It's the rotted bog vine in the mud.

Gives you nasty dreams.

One for you and one for Bella.

It's my own remedy.

Will that be all, Mom?

Um, you know you don't work here anymore, right?

I'll ask the ladies to keep it down so as not to disturb you.

There's some big meeting of that circle today.

Yes, the trainee everines are invited to attend.

And each is allowed to ask one question of the circle.

It's quite the big deal.

Esmerelda will be here?

Does the bog suck shoes?

I gotta get up.

Don't do that.

The fever may have worn off, but you

won't have your balance back for another few hours, yet.

Look.

I brought your laptop.

I was wrong to confiscate it.

Your Tallulah stories are great.

You've really got something, kiddo.

But you stay in bed.

[SIGH]

[CLUNK] - Oh!

Lady wasn't kidding.

[CLUNK]

- Tara. - Hey.

How did you both end up in the bog?

The typewriter said.

I wrote what happened to Bella.

It works! - Tara--

No, listen.

There was a pink frog.

And a hooded man--

like a warlock.

I'm making it worse.

Mm-hmm.

But it happened.

And it's all connected.

You need to find this guy, Seb.

He might be our firestarter.

I found the bells.

Sorsha and the other girls wear them.

The firestarter is an everine in waiting.

Follow Esmerelda.

He told me to stay away from her.

They're connected.

I know they are.

Fine.

I'll look into it.

[SHRIEK AND CRASH]

What the what?

Sorsha.

[SIGH]

[DISTANT LAUGHTER]

Hey!

[SIGH]

That is not Esmerelda's stuff.

[POUNDING] Stop!

SEB: What's your own question going to be?

SORSHA: I will ask how it feels that moment you are chosen.

If I'm not, I want at least to know what it feels like.

And what will happen if you are chosen?

My life will be devoted to the circle.

What about boyfriends?

This is forbidden.

What about boys who are friends?

I should get to the meeting.

So last night was weird.

You said it.

My shoes are ruined.

- Plus you almost died. - Uh-huh.

That, too.

Look, I'm sorry we fought.

I know you think I get all the attention.

Because you do.

Well, you always have him to yourself, and I feel left out.

How can you say that?

I've hardly spent any time with Cameron.

I meant Seb.

Hey!

TOGETHER: Hey.

Bog fever, huh?

I heard what happened.

I brought grapes.

[CRUMPLING BAG]

[DRAGGING CHAIR]

So, the retrospective was good.

I'm sorry you couldn't make it, though.

TOGETHER: Who?

Oh, I brought you a card.

Enjoy the grapes.

[HEAVY SIGH]

Hot freak.

Rhubarbs are bitter, timties are sweet.

Hope to see you back on your feet.

Kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss.

Even the poems are weird around here.

What does yours say?

The same.

Jake, would you like to earn 10 English pounds?

How?

Subject does nothing-- again!

Meanwhile, we could be hunting Bogzilla.

Focus, Frodo.

This job's paying the bills!

[HEAVY SIGH]

What do you mean nothing?

Lady's cleaner than a kitten's armpit.

Ah, just get back out there, will ya?

Can't.

She's going into the everine meeting.

Strictly closed doors to the likes of us, Princess.

No.

You need to get into that meeting.

Do I look like a 15-year-old girl to you?

Zip it!

[SIGH]

I said girl, not ghost.

Ah!

Come on, let's go!

Sorry, Seb.

Meeting's been delayed.

Girls.

Welcome to the inner circle.

Today, you will get a glimpse of the ritual

and splendor of the weaving.

Tomorrow, fate will decide which lucky one among you

will be joining our ranks, becoming an everine.

But first, according to tradition, each of you

gets to ask the circle a burning question.

Choose wisely, for there is only one.

Big day for my Sorsha.

Here's a thought.

Go home, and I'll call you when the meeting's over.

[DISTANT LAUGHTER]

What are you doing here?

The meeting.

It's been set back.

Tara texted me.

Where's your veil?

Next question.

Child.

Pray tell, what does that symbol mean?

What, dear?

It is a prediction, is it not?

What does it predict?

Remove your veil!

[CRASHING DOORS]

We have an imposter!

An imposter? [SHRIEK]

We have an imposter!

[SHRIEKS]

Stand still, girls!

Stand still!

[DISTANT MIXED CONVERSATIONS]

ESMERELDA: Girls, please take your veils off

and leave the room.

Find her.

[MIXED CONVERSATIONS]

Ladies, please.

When I wove this symbol it foretold

of the return of an everine with the old powers.

What I didn't know was when.

Well, I believe the supreme everine is coming,

and they have the golden thread.

Warlock!

This is no more than a spindle of yarn.

The golden thread vanished some time ago.

We haven't woven a real prediction since that

of the Crossleys' arrival.

It was the last remaining piece of thread.

I arranged the fire.

It was a ruse.

We must protect the sanctity and the honor of this circle

at all costs!

Come.

That is all the weaving for today.

Get the crate.

Time to bid farewell to Bridget.

[GRINDING ROCK]

[THUMP]

Ow!

Oh. Oh.

Hey, you.

The golden thread.

So that's how you work.

I allowed the sacred veil to fall into someone else's hands.

I failed the circle.

I failed my father.

It wasn't your fault.

No, it was yours.

You distracted me.

Well, you shall distract me no more.

We will never speak again.

Seb, you'll never guess what.

I don't want to guess what.

I'm tired of guessing what.

It's about the veil. Hey, look.

I'm sorry about that.

But I know everything now!

And I've got the magic typewriter.

None if it's true.

It's all in your head.

There's never any proof.

You end up waving big frying pans at old ladies.

This isn't about that.

It's about your and Sorsha.

Yeah, it's about Sorsha.

Why'd you have to wreck it for me?

Because Cameron wouldn't look at you the same way?

Hey!

Forget it.

None of it matters anymore.

The boys always did go crazy for Bella.

Cameron goes crazy for Tara for once.

[TYPEWRITER HAMMER]

Have you ever been in love?

Can you feel it?

Tara Crossley, I am crazy about you!

What's that, you say?

Go and get her?

Tara Crossley!

I'm coming to get you!

[GURGLING MUD]

It's getting weird, now.

Weirder than the mayor with sewn-up gills.

If we don't make it out of here,

I just want you to know, I made up Bogzilla.

I knew it!

Ack!

My heart stopped!

So, look at what you've been reduced to.

The great Bridget McCoy, no more than a box of trinkets.

And no golden thread among them.

Get off!

I'm trying to!

[GRUNTS]

I detest all goodbyes, so, cheerio!

[GURGLING MUD]

[PANTING]

Get a stake.

CAMERON: But soft, what light through yonder window breaks!

It is the East and--

and Tara is the sun.

Oh, sweet Veronica.

Tara Crossley, I'm crazy about you.

Why does the typewriter have to be so literal?

No-no!

The warlock took it!

I feel so light--

like I flew here on a magic carpet made of kisses.

Kisses!

Did you get the kisses? - Kisses?

Oh.

But this isn't yours.

I must have got the cards mixed up.

The kisses were for you.

[INAUDIBLE]

Kisses?

Kisses.

You know, I used to be so shy.

[LAUGHING]

I'm going to hold you tight and never let you go.

Oh, boy.

I got to go fix this.

So before we hug forever, can I just go to the bathroom?

You-- you'll be right back?

Why wouldn't I?

[DING SOUND]

I'm crazy about you!

[DOOR CLOSING]

I've got to give this to Tara.

Where is she?

Don't know, don't care.

What you got?

Esmerelda threw it in the bog.

Show me that.

Uh-oh.

Poison?

Guess I'll test it and find out.

[SLIDING DOOR]

No typewriter.

Come on!

Stop messing with me!

Duncan, I'm not still mad at you about Bogzilla.

Our friendship has survived less.

We've known each other for two days.

I may have made Bogzilla up, but don't think the bizarre

doesn't walk among us.

You mean you, right?

This village is cursed.

Does something strange to people.

I don't think I can prove it.

I bet my last ever piece of American chocolate on it.

[WORDLESS SINGING]

Aye!

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[CLUNK]

[SIGH]

Tallulah Brinkworth had finally lost her mind.

[RHYTHMIC CREAKING]

No way.

Aunt Bridget?

[THEME MUSIC]

THEME SONG: I left my friends for my new life.

How will I know it's gonna be all right?

I've gotta take control and run my destiny.

The future's still unspoke.

Nobody else can see if this will be forever more.