Original subtitles

And thus we must all be vigilant to the evil amongst us.

That which corrupts our nature,

and through the subtleties of Satan,

precludes us from receiving the divine word of our Lord God.

Let us pray.

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

Thy kingdom come; Thy will be done in earth, as it is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread,

(INAUDIBLE)

Amen.

- Amen.

God bless you.

God bless you.

Think on't, Minister.

Tis no doubt they'd make a fine match.

Your ears were scorched I see?

The Shorters enquired after you.

How kind.

You'll pardon me?

I shall be there presently.

I've not come for absolution.

- Were you seen? - No.

Mary.

Evelyn.

God bless you, Mary Chattox.

And you Evelyn Whittle. Minister Gilbert.

- God bless you and keep you.

Trust you more the opinion of the minister, than the words of your own Mother?

You offer the ramblings of a mad woman.

- I am as sane as you. - Silence thy tongue.

It is no place for your raving.

You vex us too much, I will not have it.

Damn you both to hell then.

When did these strange occurrences first afflict your mother Agnes?

Some days past. She arrived home much delayed and bedraggled.

As though she were meddled with. Dark markings across her limbs.

Her moods are not natural.

She has brought shame upon our families.

I feared you might be thirsty.

Dark tempers hath plagued her since.

Dark tempers hath plagued her since.

She did also curse an Elder.

Suspect you the Devil's influence?

For this and all his mercies.

May God's holy Name be blessed and praised,

through Jesus Christ our Lord.

Amen.

What think you of Matthew Shorter?

I think not of him.

Tis not right to remain a maid forever.

Tis no fate.

- There is news that.. - Evelyn.

You would do you well to consider him.

The Shorters are a fine family.

I am not yet a woman.

Tis true that Agnes hath been accused?

Tis a thorny matter.

Her family are much afeared of her.

Of what are they afeared?

Something unknown,

plagues her mind and body.

Agnes toils many a long hour, perchance she is ill?

Tis no illness.

If not illness consider you that she hath been maltreated?

Surely with adequate investigation light shall be shed upon the truth?

Witches must be trialled. Be she innocent our Lord will protect her.

- Father, be you quite certain.. - Enough, Evelyn.

(BURNING AND SCREAMING)

You swore to stay concealed.

You worry needlessly.

You are too reckless.

Too reckless?

You do sound like a vexed wife.

(SOUND OF DIGGING)

(DOOR CLOSING)

What business have you?

I've to fetch the milk.

I noticed you did not attend the trial.

Nor did Mary Chattox.

I've a little cheese saved to bring to you also.

Perhaps in a day or so.

Let us pray.

Graciously strengthen their hearts, we pray.

So that by keeping faith, and pleasing you in all things.

The Lord shall lead them happily, to the sacrament of marriage.

Through Christ our Lord.

Amen.

- Amen.

(DOOR CLOSING)

I truly love thee.

Evelyn?

Go back to sleep.

Look upon me.

I must return.

Let us run. Please.

He will awaken soon. I've not much time.

Evelyn.

Intend you always to rove between his bed and mine?

No.

This must end, Mary.

Where be she?

She did not return home.

Then with whom has she dishonoured my son?

Evelyn!

Have you no shame?

Their dalliance is plain.

Tis but a friendship.

She hath made a cuckold of my son.

Her sin has overstepped the mark.

I do love her.

She hath been bewitched.

- Enchanted by this foul creature. - Tis untrue!

- Enough, witch. - I am no more a witch than Agnes.

Assist me. She knows not what she's done.

Mary!

Amen.

- Amen.

English Subtitles created by Michelle Brøndum