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Look at him.

He's a veritable
bundle of ambition.

And while he
snores away his life

in this abysmal poverty pocket,

your cousin is
denied the rewards

of a witchly heritage.

I never did dig what
Sammy dug about that dodo.

Shh.

Samantha's coming.

What are you doing?

Trying not to wake you up.

You're trying too hard.

Oh, sorry.

That's okay. I don't wanna
waste my whole Saturday sleeping.

Why not?

There are some
things I want to do.

For instance, fix the tile
coming up in the kitchen floor.

It's fixed. I did
it the other day.

I was gonna do it.

I know.

I just got tired
of tripping over it.

Sweetheart, there's
something you don't understand.

You're not supposed to
fix things around the house,

that's man's work.

Even if the man's been
putting it off for months?

That's the part you
don't understand.

Putting things off
is man's work too.

Oh.

Speaking of putting things off

when do you suppose
Mr. Ferguson's

gonna trim that bush
by our driveway?

It's a real menace.

You can't see the
oncoming traffic.

I'll do the neighborly thing.

I'll get the shears
and trim it for him.

Okay. I'll fix you
some iced tea.

Did you see what
he's done to her?

She's not a wife,

she's a full-time live-in maid.

You're right, Auntie,
but what can we do?

How about turning
him into a warlock?

What? That's impossible.

So what?

The impossible just
takes a little longer.

I never heard of a place
that was too high to fly to.

Serena, this is
the top of the world.

The atmosphere is
much too thin for levitation.

Well, it's not too great
for climbing either.

Hey, a-are you sure the
old man of the mountain

can do the trick?

Well, if anyone
can help us, he can.

He's not only the oldest
warlock in the world,

he is also the wisest.

Greetings, master.

I seek the fruit of
your ancient wisdom.

My daughter is
married to a mortal

who obstinately
refuses to permit her

to enjoy the benefits
of her witchly heritage.

I seek a spell

which will turn
him into a warlock.

I think he's asleep.

No. No, he's reflecting.

In the thousands of years
in which I have sat here

pondering the
vicissitudes of the world,

one truth above all others

shines forth like a
torch in a murky shadow.

What is that, master?

It doesn't pay to
interfere with your in-laws.

I beg your pardon?

What's he smoking?

I didn't come this
far for a lecture.

Do you know a
spell, or don't you?

I'll have to give
it much thought.

A few days, a week, a month.

Fine. Serena, you can leave.

I'll wait until he
thinks of a spell.

She's going and you're staying?

That's right.

I just thought of the spell.

Serena, you shock me.

We climbed all the way
to the top of the world

to get this spell and
you're hesitating.

Don't you want to help Samantha?

Well, sure, Auntie, but I...

All you have to do is to go
back to 14th-century Ireland.

Administer this potion
to Durwood's ancestor,

Durwood the Bold.

Add three hairs from
his beard, heat it,

and have him inhale the vapors.

It's all so simple.

So he inhales the potion,

and that turns
him into a warlock?

Right. That will cause a change
in his cosmic chromosomes

and, simultaneously,

Dumbo will inherit the
powers of a warlock.

But Sammy will ask questions.

And I'll have the answers.

Are you ready for your
journey into the past?

Okay.

Fire when ready.

Now for a little
traveling music.

Night into day
And day into night

Back to the past
With the speed of light

To Durwood the
Bold To do this spell

I wish you luck
If not, just yell

Oh, Endora, how
infinite are thy gifts.

Enter.

There's a lady without, Master.

Without what?

Without a carriage wheel.

It came off directly
in front of the castle.

How does that concern me?

It'll take at least
a day to repair.

In the meanwhile,
the lady requests

the hospitality of the house.

What?

Does she take this for a hostel?

Tell her to be on her way.

Sure, I've done that,

but she insists on meeting
the lord of the manor.

She does, eh?
Gawain, you're too soft.

There's only one way to handle
this kind of impertinent wench.

You're Darrin the Bold, right?

Right.

And you're the little lady

who's going to be our
guest for the next few days.

I was just passing by
and thought I'd enquire

if there's any little thing
you might be needing.

Well, there is something
you could do for me.

Aye?

I'd like a fire in the fireplace
to warm this medicine.

Now, why would a lass
as healthy as yourself

have need of medicine?

I have a little chest cold.

Sure, and it's not
medicine you want for that.

What you need is a
warm-blooded Irishman.

It is lucky for yourself

that your carriage
broke down here.

A little further on,

and you'd be at the mercy

of roadway thieves,

and heaven knows
what sorts of evil types.

The question is,
am I any safer here?

For my sake, I hope not.

Oh.

I thought you came
in here to start the fire.

I am, lass.

No, that fire.

Oh, that fire.

No, I have to warm this.

Oh.

You're a fine broth of a
girl, do you know that?

Come, give us a kiss.

I don't even know
if you're married.

Are you?

Not seriously.

I don't suppose you'd care
to explain why you did that.

In the land where I come from,

it's a courting custom.

When a lady is
interested in a gentleman

she plucks a hair
from his beard.

If she's very interested,
she plucks two.

And if she plucks
three... Aye, what then?

Like, wow.

Sure, and I'm starting to
like this custom of yours.

It makes it kind of a game, eh?

The suspense is killing me.

Are you gonna pluck the third?

Oh, and the saints be praised!

I feel terrible strange.

Sweetheart, would
you like a cold drink?

You look pale.
You feel all right?

I'm fine.

I think.

How about a little iced tea?

Oh, thanks, but what I
really want is some beer.

Sam, what's the big idea?

Darrin, I-I didn't do it.

What with you and the fire,

it is getting
powerful hot in here.

I wish I had me
a tankard of ale.

How...? How did that happen?

From now on,

you're going to get
anything you wish for.

Anything?

Ah.

Watch what you're
wishing for, buster.

You said I'd get me every wish.

You will, when it's my idea.

And I'm beginning
to get some ideas.

Sweetheart, don't you think

you're being a
little unreasonable?

I mean, after all, the
only thing that happened

was you wanted some
beer, and you got it.

Sam, I like the kind of beer

that comes from
the refrigerator,

not from witchcraft.

Now, which wise guy,
among the many in your family

pulled this stunt?

Did it ever occur to you

that maybe someone is
just trying to be nice to you?

Well, let's find out
who's being nice

and tell them to knock it off.

Okay, I'll try and reach Mother.

In the meantime,
how about a sandwich?

We have some nice corned beef.

Yeah. A corned beef
sandwich sounds great.

Sam, will you please hurry
up and get your mother?

I have a feeling
it isn't Mother.

It seems to be some
sort of a-a wish spell.

You get whatever you wish for.

Yeah?

Well, I wish you'd
call your mother

and straighten her out.

As you wish.

Sorry. Mother!

Having a little
problem, darling?

Look, Endora, just
admit you did it,

and I promise not to get sore.

Darrin, let me handle this.

Mother, just admit you did it,
and we promise not to get sore.

Did you put a spell on Darrin?

I did not.

Is that the truth?

Have I ever lied to you?

Mother, I didn't send for
you to discuss your character.

Now, what's happened
is that Darrin gets

everything he wishes for.

It's happened!

I can't believe it!

What's happened?

Your father told me
that this might occur.

But it was just too
much to hope for.

What might occur?

Oh, darling, I'm
so happy for you.

What's she talking about?

Well, th... That's
what I'd like to know.

Don't you understand?

It's the first
stages of wishcraft.

No! Yes.

Will you two stop discussing
me like I was a piece of furniture?

What are you babbling about?

If you can muzzle him,

I do have an explanation.

Darrin, please. This
is very important.

Yes, Mother?

There's never been a marriage
of witch to mortal before

so there's no
precedent for this.

But what I think has
happened is that as a result

of Durwood's constant
exposure to witchcraft,

he's been absorbing
it by osmosis.

And he's turned into a warlock.

Into a what? Who? Me?

No, no, no.

No, this is... This is
some kind of a joke, right?

And a bad joke at that.

Darrin, please calm down.

Mother, I think you
ought to leave us now.

I think this is a
very delicate time.

Samantha, this is
a time for rejoicing.

We'll start rejoicing
after you leave.

Sam, I never figured
on anything like this.

I mean, I... I don't think I
can be something I'm not.

I can't live by whipping
up this and zapping up that,

and wishing up who knows what.

Sweetheart, l-let me try
and explain something

that might make you feel better.

Okay, but I doubt it.

Well, a-as time goes
by and you mature...

What?

Well, I-I mean, as
your wishcraft matures

and you develop better
control over your powers,

all that accidental
wishcraft will stop.

I was right. I
don't feel better.

Sam, are you sure this
isn't some kind of a trick?

Not entirely.

Why don't you go outside
and finish trimming that bush?

I'll try and get to
the bottom of this.

That dumb bush is the
least of our problems.

I wish I'd never seen it.

I don't know.

What I need is to be
sitting quietly in a bar,

trying to figure this out.

Hey, where'd you come from?

Just dropped in.

Well, uh,

it was nice of you to
bring your own beer.

Hello, is this the Elbow
Room cocktail lounge?

Could you tell me if there's a
Darrin Stephens there, please?

Oh, sure, I'll hold on.

Hi, coz. What's going down?

Serena, am I glad to see you.

Uh, he's not? Thank you.

Serena, something
very strange is going on.

Oh?

Yes.

Darrin has been
turned into a warlock.

Really?

And Mother has given me
some trumped-up reason for it

that I don't believe.

What'd she say?

Well, that doesn't matter.

What matters is it's
causing a catastrophe.

And I think he's gone
someplace to think.

And I think what he's thinking
is thinking about going away.

Oh, Sammy, that's terrible.

Since when have you
been so gung ho for Darrin?

Well, I know I haven't been
too keen on him in the past

but recently, very
recently in fact,

I met someone rather like him.

You did? Where?

In the 14th century.

What?

And if your Durwood

is as groovy as
that Durwoo... Oh.

Serena, there is something
you're not telling me

that you should be
telling me, isn't there?

Yeah.

All right, out with it.

Sammy, if I spill it, your
mother's gonna zap me

into the 14th
century permanently.

Which might not be so bad.

Ah-ha.

So my mother is
behind this, isn't she?

Do I have to answer that?

No, you just did.

Oh, Serena, how could you?

Well, it sounded like
it was gonna be a ball.

But it's turned
into a real bummer.

Okay, start at the top.

How'd you know
that's where it started?

Tell me, now, how would
you like a little promotion?

To upstairs maid?

No, just upstairs.

Who are you?

On second thought,
it is no matter.

You do look a bit familiar.

Wait a minute. Of
course, it is yourself.

But you changed your hair.

N-now, just take
it easy, friend.

Friend, is it?

That's not what you called me

scarce an hour ago.

What about me promotion?

I wish you to be
off. Do you hear?

I like what you
did to your hair.

'Tis a well-known fact,
blonds have more fun.

Sam?

Samantha?

This is going to come as a
surprise to you, ding-dong,

but am I glad to see you.

Serena, what are you doing here?

Minding the store.

Where did Sam go?

Out.

There was something
she had to take care of.

How are you feeling?

I've got a miserable
headache. Oh.

And you're not helping it any.

I wish I had
something that would.

Swell.

When will Sam be back?

As soon as she does
what it is she has to do,

which apparently
she hasn't done yet.

Hmm?

Oh, hi, Mr. Ferguson.

What did you do to my bush?

Oh, that. I just
trimmed it a little.

You said you were
going to anyway.

I said I was gonna
trim it, not remove it.

What are you talking about?

Come with me, fella.

If that's your idea
of a little trimming

I'm gonna show you my
idea of a little trimming.

Now, wait a minute,
there's no need for violence.

I-I just got carried
away a little.

That's right. You're gonna
get carried away, all right.

On a stretcher.

Oh, darling, how my heart longs

for another taste of
honey from them ruby lips.

You poor thing.
Oh, you poor thing.

You're overheated.

Aye. And where
there's heat, there is fire.

What you need is
a little cooling off.

Now, I'm warning you, Ferguson.

You'd better not mess
with me. I have powers.

What you have is a screw loose.

I-I'm warning you,
you're asking for disaster.

Sorry, but I warned you.

What did you do? You
did something sneaky.

I'll be right there, Martha.

Luckily for you, my
wife's calling me.

I didn't hear anything.

Well, I did.

Sweetheart?

Darrin?

Sweetheart, There's something

I have to tell you... I
found out it was a trick...

Sorry. You first.

No. No, you first.

Okay.

Sam, I thought it all out.

I've gone over it
over and over again,

and the truth is it doesn't
matter about the witchcraft,

or whether or not I'm a warlock.

The only important
thing is that I love you.

And I love you.

Now, what did
you have to tell me?

We were right.

All that warlock
nonsense was a trick,

and now you're unstuck.

I-I mean, your
wishcraft is gone.

Really? That's terrific.

But just a minute ago, I
got in a row with Ferguson...

I know.

I ran a little
interference for you.

So sue me.

Sam, are you ready?

Coming.

Sweetheart, I got a sitter.

She'll arrive just
as we're leaving.

You won't even have to see her.

Meaning?

Meaning the only person
I could find was Mother.

Suddenly, going out for
dinner together loses its charm.

Who would know better about
lack of charm than you, dumbo?

Oh, Darrin. If you just
hadn't said anything

she wouldn't have come
in until after we'd left.

I didn't think you'd have
the gall to show up here

after what you pulled today.

That's the thanks I get

for trying to elevate
your station in life.

Endora, from now
on, do me a big favor:

don't do me any favors.

Mother, you can do me a favor.

Wanna go upstairs and play
with the kids? They're waiting.

Gladly.

Sweetheart, I-I know it's hard
to believe, but she means well.

You're right. It's
hard to believe.

Which reminds me.

Just exactly what did she
do and how did you undo it?

Well, I'd rather that wait until

you've had a good dinner
and a good night's sleep,

have gotten up and
gone to the office,

because I don't want you
to be around when I tell you.

You're a sneaky witch.