Witch Hunt (2021) Movie Script
1
[pensive orchestral music]
[intense ambient music]
[watch ticking]
[somber choral music]
[watch ticking]
Mom.
[flames crackling]
[woman moaning]
[chains rattling]
Crux, Crux!
Crux, Crux!
Crux!
[flames crackling]
[woman screaming]
Crux!
[pensive ambient music]
[students giggling]
[students laughing]
Girls.
All right, gentlemen and ladies.
Class is almost over.
Whoa, whoa, not so fast.
You all have an essay due
at the end of the week,
and since we are studying
the Bill of Rights,
mm-hmm,
each of you will be required
to write me a three page
paper on one of the amendments
and how it is being reflected
in current society today.
So, pick a number
from my magic bowl
and that's what
you're stuck with.
Okay?
You can pick a current event,
a court case, a more modern law.
I'm gonna be kinda lenient on
how do you want to do this,
so feel free to mix it up.
If you have any questions,
you can see me before
or after class.
Lucky.
She's got the
Eleventh Amendment.
That is so easy.
[Female Speaker]
Ooh, witchcraft.
[Female Speaker] [sighing]
I got freedom of speech.
[inhaler hissing]
[locker clanging]
Hey.
[Officer] Hey, hey!
- Freeze!
- Stop right there!
- Let me see your hands!
- What are you guys watching?
[Megan] Some witch
trying to cross the border.
Get on the ground!
[gunfire blasting]
What'd they shoot her with?
Salt.
So should I
sprinkle salt on her?
- [laughing]
- How funny is that?
That's funny.
Well, salt supposedly
repels magic,
but that's for
witches, not bitches.
Slut.
Someone's salty.
You guys broke up
three months ago.
I know, thank you.
That's what I meant,
what does he see in her?
She probably puts out.
Oh, shut up, Sofie.
Whatever, it's not like I'm
gonna have to see her face
after Prop Six passes.
You really think
it's gonna pass?
Yeah, definitely.
And then all those red headed
freaks will be locked up too.
That's what you should
write about for your essay,
Prop Six.
I could come over after school
and we could write
our essays together,
and I could bring that weird,
healthy popcorn my mom makes...
Actually, I can't
do that today, but.
[bell ringing]
Sorry.
No, fine.
- Whatever.
- Okay.
- Oh, okay.
- Bye.
- Bye.
- Bye.
[faint chattering]
[pensive ambient music]
[people chattering]
Mom?
Boys?
Hello?
[computer chiming]
[keyboard keys clacking]
[footsteps pattering]
[keyboard keys clacking]
[footsteps pattering]
[eerie ambient music]
[door squeaking]
Hello?
[eerie ambient music]
[intense orchestral music]
[Claire gasping]
What are you doing in my room?
Seriously, I thought my mom
told you to stay in the walls.
And the blinds were open.
What are you doing?
[wings twinkling]
[speaking in foreign language]
[Martha] Claire, we're home!
[portal whooshing]
[boys giggling]
[footsteps pattering]
I'm gonna get you so hard!
[boys giggling]
- Tag!
- Oh, hey, that's not fair.
Yes, I got you
fair and square.
[boys giggling]
[footsteps pattering]
Corey, George, out.
Put your new toothbrushes
in your bathroom please.
Thank you.
Mom, that witch
was in my room again.
Yeah, Jacob's coming
for her tonight.
[knocking on door]
He's early.
[knocking on wall]
No, wait.
We have a system.
You wait for him in here.
Jacob.
[Jacob] Good afternoon.
[Martha] I didn't think
you were stopping
by until tonight.
[Jacob] I'm ahead
of schedule today.
Thank you.
There's a jug in the pantry
waiting for recycling.
Just crouch down.
Got it!
Lovely day, ladies.
- Drive safely.
- Always do.
[siren blaring]
Keep quiet.
[eerie ambient music]
Evening, officer.
Evening.
Can I help you?
Can you please step
out of the vehicle, sir?
You gonna need
my registration?
No.
Can you please open the
back of your truck, sir?
Yes, sir.
[watch ticking]
[Officer] You are
Jacob Gordon, correct?
Yes, sir.
There's nothing in that
thing that shouldn't be there,
is there?
No, sir.
So you wouldn't mind
if I searched it then?
I would mind.
It's my property.
Okay.
[intense ambient music]
I hate liars.
You smoke?
No.
Neither do I.
[trunk door creaking]
[gasoline sloshing]
[intense ambient music]
[flames crackling]
[Gina screaming]
[knocking on door]
[Martha] Hey, sweetheart.
I didn't know you were still up.
Yeah, I was just
doing homework.
Mom.
We need to stop.
If we stick to the
rules, it's a safe system.
It's not just that.
We can't be risking
our lives for them.
Them?
Yes.
And, why?
They're criminals.
These women don't
have a choice, Claire.
They're born with their powers.
They choose to use them.
[Martha] Is that what
they're teaching you at school?
What?
Or is it those girls
you've been hanging out with?
What is her name, Jane.
For the last time,
her name is Jen.
And maybe if you let
me be a normal teenager
and have my friends
over to the house,
you wouldn't be
asking questions.
[Martha] Your friends
can come over to the house.
No, they can't!
Because I have to lie.
Everything outside
of this is a lie.
Everything I do in
this world is for you.
You can't just say that
every time my opinion
differs from yours.
Why did we have to move
out here after dad died?
How was that for me?
I didn't want to uproot
my whole entire life.
You did that to me.
How was that for me?
Okay, calm down.
Don't let your emotions
get the best of you.
Do you need your inhaler?
I'm fine, I'm fine.
[Martha] Breathe.
[Claire] Who is that?
[knocking on door]
Oh hi, sorry, I didn't
think you could hear me.
No.
Pantry.
- Okay, fantastic.
- Sure.
All righty.
And when will these expire?
Tomorrow, tomorrow morning.
And for you.
All right, thank you.
[knocking on wall]
Hello.
I'm Martha.
And this is my daughter, Claire.
Fiona.
This is my sister, Shae.
Okay.
Girls, I'm gonna take
you up the side stairs
and show you where you'll
be staying tonight.
Okay?
I hope this will do.
Yeah, of course.
Shae.
Thank you, Martha.
You're so kind to
open your home to us.
Two knocks for safe.
One for not safe.
Okay.
Night.
[wings twinkling]
[flames crackling]
[woman screaming]
Crux!
[Claire coughing]
[inhaler hissing]
[Claire panting]
[eerie ambient music]
[door thudding]
[intense orchestral music]
[Claire yelling]
Shae.
I'm so sorry to wake you, um?
Claire.
Claire, my sister,
Shae, she sometimes goes,
she sleepwalks.
It's okay.
Hey, hey.
Shae, it's okay.
It's okay.
[Fiona shushing]
She's burning.
- No, no, no, no, no, no.
- She's burning.
This is a nightmare.
See me?
Sorry.
Come on, let's go to bed.
[Fiona singing]
[pensive ambient music]
[food sizzling]
[dishes clattering]
Oh, wait, no.
Guests first, guests first.
Oh no, it's fine.
- Oh, okay.
- Yes!
Okay.
George?
Good morning.
Is Jacob coming this morning?
He is.
[horn blaring]
Oh, okay, hey, listen.
[clapping] Be safe.
I love you.
Have fun at school.
Claire, do you
have your inhaler?
Yes.
[Martha] Okay,
raised by wolves.
I'll make you some
fresh pancakes.
[pensive orchestral music]
[smoke billowing]
[flames crackling]
[Martha gasping]
I'm sorry.
Is he coming?
Perhaps not today.
Hey, do you guys want
to see something cool?
I have no idea when it was
built, but it is something.
Ready?
There is a whole nother
house behind the wall.
[Shae] Whoa.
- Shae, stop, Shae.
- It's okay.
She'll be fine.
The whole thing
just loops around.
She'll probably
have fun in there.
Why don't we leave the
door open for her, okay?
I'm gonna attempt
to make some tea.
[Shae giggling]
[Martha] This is such
an old house, I swear.
Now, the stove isn't working.
[Shae giggling]
I haven't heard her laugh
like that in a long time.
Since our mom.
[Shae giggling]
I've missed that.
[faint whispering]
Hello?
[lights buzzing]
Why do you help
people like us?
It's a complicated question.
[faint whispering]
[arm creaking]
[Shae screaming]
Shae?
[Shae screaming]
Shae?
Shae?
Shae, are you okay?
Shae?
Shae!
You okay?
Is she trapped?
She shouldn't be.
The passageways are wide.
Shae!
[flames rushing]
[kettle whistling]
Shae?
Fiona?
Oh my god.
Are you okay?
- Yeah.
- Are you okay?
Oh my god.
Let's go upstairs.
[high pitched squealing]
Mrs. Denny said that
there weren't gonna be
any logarithmic
functions on the exam.
And guess what?
- Logarithmic functions.
- Logarithmic functions.
Stop talking about math.
We don't have to
talk about math.
[people screaming]
What is that?
[Female Speaker]
Border patrol?
[Female Speaker] I think so.
[Female Speaker] Holy shit,
I think those are witches.
[Female Speaker] Are you sure?
Yeah, they probably got caught
trying to cross to Mexico.
[eerie ambient music]
[faint whispering]
Eyes forward.
[Claire panting]
[Officer coughing]
- Are you okay?
- Inhaler, inhaler.
[woman spitting]
My inhaler.
[inhaler hissing]
[gunfire blasting]
[clock ticking]
[figurines clattering]
[Fiona humming]
[doorbell chiming]
Okay, boys, like
we talked about.
Girls, in the wall.
Come on.
Calmly and quietly.
It'll all be fine.
Martha, good afternoon!
Cynthia, hi.
I accidentally
made two batches.
Wow, lucky me.
It looks amazing.
Yeah.
I'm so sorry, I
can't have you come in.
Oh.
The boys just
started their homework.
[Cynthia] Well...
Cynthia, are you all right?
I'm just...
Well actually, I heard
something alarming today.
Yes.
What did you hear?
They caught
somebody from our town
transporting witches
across the border.
Well.
Yeah.
Well, I can't say
that I'm surprised.
There are a lot
of untrustworthy,
un-American people around here.
I know.
And frankly, I'm appalled
that the government hasn't
made the wall higher.
I mean, they're
getting over somehow.
I don't understand why
the Mexican government
is giving them asylum.
They're not refugees.
They're criminals.
Yes, criminals.
But you know, other countries,
their laws aren't as
reasonable as ours.
I mean, Cynthia,
I believe that we can
count on our government
to keep us safe.
I hope.
Thank you so much.
- Oh, nothing.
- Smells like heaven.
I'm gonna cut it up
and give it to the boys as
a treat after they're done.
[Cynthia] Okay.
- Bye.
- Bye.
[pensive ambient music]
[tires squealing]
[crashing]
My family was
killed in a car crash,
and the other driver was the
daughter of a convicted witch.
She shouldn't have
been driving at all.
Under Prop Six, she
wouldn't have a license.
So, vote yes on Prop Six
and keep our streets safe
from anyone with
magic in their blood.
No magic is good magic.
[keyboard keys clacking]
[flames crackling]
Crux, Crux!
Crux, Crux!
[loud shushing]
[intense ambient music]
[clock ticking]
[eerie ambient music]
[clock chiming]
[Claire panting]
[intense orchestral music]
[Claire screaming]
[faint shushing]
[Claire panting]
Claire?
Oh, Jesus.
Hey, hey, hey,
you're just dreaming.
You're just dreaming.
Look at me, look at me.
Breathe.
Breathe in, out, in, out.
You're just dreaming.
Breathe, breathe,
breathe, breathe, breathe.
There you go.
Out, in.
Out, good.
It was just a dream.
Totally.
[faint chattering]
Shae's sleepwalking must
be rubbing off on you.
Here.
Drink up, it'll help you sleep.
Sorry.
Sorry, that was...
What's that?
Mm.
It's just a,
it's a book on
astrology I found.
Looking for a constellation,
but can't find any
information on it, so.
[Claire] A constellation?
Yeah.
My mom won't shut up about it.
She wouldn't, you know, she
wouldn't shut up about it.
Our dead, they don't
really leave us.
We're all connected.
That too.
Sorry if I'm being weird.
You know, I think
growing up the way I did,
I don't really get to do a
lot of normal things, so.
Yeah.
[Fiona] Yeah.
This situation hasn't really
afforded me the
easiest life either.
Where are you from?
Well, I'm from new
England originally,
but then once Shae was
born and my dad left,
then we just started
like moving around a lot.
Out of sight, of course.
My mom did a good job
up until that witch
hunter got her.
[pensive ambient music]
Idem.
[Fiona humming]
Wait, wait, wait.
You guys have the wrong
backpacks on again.
This is yours.
I mean, it has
your names on them.
It happens every time.
- The same colors.
- It's the exact same.
Okay.
Sorry, let me get that.
We're gonna be late.
We're not gonna be late!
[Fiona humming]
[propellors whirring]
[engine rumbling]
Oh, Martha.
I was just stepping
out for lunch.
Did you need
something from inside?
I can pop back in.
Oh no.
Emily, I was actually just
looking to speak with you.
Oh.
- Walk me to my car.
- Mm-hmm.
Jacob, unfortunately,
has not been into work
these past two days.
I'm sure he's fine.
Was that all?
Yes.
Okay.
[loud hushing]
[footsteps pattering]
[boys giggling]
I got you.
I got you.
Tag.
I got!
Can I play?
[boys giggling]
[Corey] No.
You can't play with us.
I play with George.
I play with Corey.
[boys giggling]
[pensive ambient music]
Sorry, I was
finishing my essay.
Where's Sofie and Megan?
Late, per usual.
Probably making out.
ID please.
Sorry, miss, can't let you in.
[Kelly] What do you mean?
I saw a movie here last
week and it was fine.
New policy.
Peyton, what the heck?
Come on.
Sorry, Kelly, I just can't.
What do you mean, you can't?
[Claire coughing]
It's just a movie
and I've wanted to see this
restoration for months.
Come on.
[Peyton] Kelly, I can't.
Your name is on the list.
What list?
[Claire coughing]
The BWI issued a new list.
What?
That list is for witches.
- Did you forget your wallet?
- I'm not a witch.
I've never done magic.
[Claire] My inhaler.
[Claire coughing]
You know I'm not a witch.
And so I can't even see a movie?
[glass shattering]
Did you see that?
[knocking on door]
Hi.
[Fiona] Sorry,
did I scare you?
No, it's fine.
What?
What's this?
Oh, it's nothing.
I got it forever...
What?
I just wanted to tell you
I found the Southern Cross,
the constellation I
was telling you about.
Turn your light off.
Look.
Right above the wall
like straight ahead.
What am I looking for exactly?
[Fiona] Four stars
in the shape of a T.
[Claire] I don't see anything.
[Fiona] Just to the right.
[Claire] Oh, it
looks like a cross.
Mm-hmm, a Southern Cross.
A Crux.
Crux.
Your mom said you
went to a movie.
What was it like?
It was a remaster
of "Thelma & Louise."
[Fiona] What's that?
You don't know what
"Thelma & Louise" is?
I don't know if you know,
I spent most of my
life in the dark.
Well, Thelma is a
sheltered housewife.
Louise is her best friend.
She works as a
waitress at a diner.
They go on this
really big road trip
and they end up at a bar.
You've been to a bar, right?
No.
No, you've never been,
you've never been to a bar?
So at this point,
they can either go
back and go to jail
or they could just keep driving.
So basically, they just
end up driving the car
off the cliff to the canyon.
Yeah.
And they die?
Maybe.
[Fiona] What do
you mean maybe?
Well, maybe they
do, maybe they don't.
The film kinds of
ends in a freeze frame
of a car going over the cliff.
[Female Speaker] Why?
I don't know.
Hope, maybe.
But it's assumed
that they die?
Maybe.
Maybe they use magic
to fly off the cliff.
That's why it was censored.
Hence the freeze frame ending.
[Claire chuckling]
I haven't I really
thought about it like that.
They were witches.
Have you ever
made anything fly?
I told you, I don't have
the gene very strongly.
Oh.
Sorry.
[pensive ambient music]
[water sloshing]
I'm sorry.
You want to try?
What?
Do you want to try it?
Just try it.
Just try it.
No one's watching.
But I don't have the gene,
so I wouldn't be able...
[Fiona shushing]
Forget about that.
Focus on something
happy, something good.
Don't over think it.
[Claire sighing]
[people chattering]
[pensive ambient music]
Here, I got it...
[loud crashing]
[electricity buzzing]
[creaking]
[faint chattering]
[stools crashing]
- Fiona...
- I'm sorry.
What?
[Fiona] I'm sorry.
It's okay.
No, it's not.
I just want to be
like any other girl.
But no, I'm not allowed that.
Did you see the way
that they looked at me?
How am I supposed
to control something
that I'm not even
allowed to practice?
And why does it have to be bad?
I'm not bad.
I'm not bad!
I know.
I'm so sorry.
[flames crackling]
[intense ambient music]
[woman screaming]
[birds chirping]
[doorbell chiming]
Corey, George, stop fighting!
It's way too early for this!
Good morning.
- Sorry, hi.
- Hi, is your husband in?
I don't have a husband.
Oh, sorry.
Eric Goude, I have here.
Deceased.
Deceased, okay.
All right then.
I own the property.
How can I help you?
My name is
Detective Hawthorne.
I'm with the federal
branch of the BWI,
- the Bureau of...
- Witchcraft Investigations,
I'm familiar.
I've been dispatched
to follow up on reports
of suspicious
activity in your area.
What kind of activity?
A report of potential
witchcraft at a bar
a few miles away from here.
Oh, well, what
did she look like?
The witch, in case I...
Oh, late teens,
red hair, long.
No, I haven't seen
anyone like that.
- Excuse me.
- Sure.
Your home is unusually low.
Low?
Low pressure.
Oh.
May I come in?
Of course.
My forebearers were
all witch hunters.
I know, it's a terrible term.
I hate it, it's like so archaic.
But anyway, they were,
and they used their ears, right?
And people have said,
well, they have a sense,
but actually, they
were using science.
You see, they were actually,
they could feel the
drop of pressure
that occurs when magic is used
or when a witch enacts
her powers, you know?
Sir, or Detective Hawthorne,
I assure you there
are no witches here.
Oh, I'm sure there's
not, but magic lingers.
It stays in these kind
of pressure pockets.
You mind if I look around?
That's fine.
Please be brief.
My kids are here.
No, of course, I'll be brief.
Okay.
[knocking on wall]
[suspenseful orchestral music]
[watch ticking]
Hey!
Mom.
You okay?
Detective?
That's quite enough, this
is my daughter's room.
I'm going to have
to ask you to leave.
You do not have a warrant.
[watch ticking]
Not yet.
[intense orchestral music]
[knocking on wall]
Tell me you weren't that stupid.
For how long?
Just for a little bit.
Til things calm down.
[locker door clanging]
[PA system chiming]
[Male Speaker] All girls
grades nine through 12
report to the gymnasium
for prick testing.
All girls grades nine through 12
report to the gymnasium
for prick testing.
You're free to go.
No witch marks.
Thank you.
Here you go, girls.
I know it's not ideal,
but I think we should keep
you girls in the walls
for a couple more
days to be safe.
How was school today?
Good.
All the girls had testing,
so we got longer recess.
Yeah, they prick tested us.
I'm gonna need my most recent
sink test certification.
- Come on, mom.
- Eat it.
Stop.
I have a copy of your sink
certificate in the drawer.
[Corey] Witches don't sink.
Do you float?
[Martha] Stop it, Corey.
You know very well those
tests are nonsense.
Can you find a piece there?
We just need that piece
and then we can beat it.
[sighing] I have a sword.
Can't find like any pieces.
[electricity clicking]
[faint whispering]
[intense ambient music]
Mom?
Mom?
Hey, [shushing] it's just me.
It's okay.
I think mom blew a fuse.
What you guys doing?
Playing.
You know, one of these days,
I think you should let
Shae play with you.
We are.
Are you?
Yeah, even though
she's a witch.
George.
Just try and be nice.
Like mom says.
- Goodnight, Corey.
- Goodnight, Claire.
- Goodnight, George.
- Goodnight, Claire.
[toilet flushing]
[loud hushing]
[pensive ambient music]
[Fiona] I found
the Southern Cross.
[pensive ambient music]
[speaking in foreign language]
Claire, stop!
[intense orchestral music]
Claire, Claire,
just step back.
Step back.
Step away from the edge, Claire.
Oh my god.
Claire.
Honey, baby, stop!
Claire!
Claire!
[Martha] Please!
[faint whispering]
- Claire, this is not real!
- Wake up, baby, wake up!
- Claire!
- Wake up, wake up, baby!
[intense dissonant music]
Claire!
Girls.
Girls.
Are you okay?
Are you okay?
Inside, inside.
Okay, baby, come on.
Inside.
[birds chirping]
[pensive ambient music]
- Martha, please.
- I'm sorry.
- Please.
- I'm sorry.
I have to keep you safe.
I'm sorry.
Inside please, I'm sorry.
Mom, we can't just
keep them in the walls.
We should move them to the barn.
We can and we will.
But first, we have to figure
out what Cynthia saw or did.
So you go to school like normal,
the boys stay with me, and
the girls stay in the wall.
Claire, Claire!
Come on, we're gonna miss it.
- Miss what?
- Come on, come on.
What's going on?
They're making the four
girls with witches marks
do the sink test again.
What?
[suspenseful orchestral music]
[Sofie] Here we go.
I'm so glad we don't
have to do this again.
Barely remember mine.
I almost passed out,
I was so nervous.
[water splashing]
[Megan] This
test is so boring.
No one ever floats.
[Jen] Not that you've seen.
My sister said that
in New Hampshire,
an entire grade of girls
floated to the top.
Got sent to the
camp on the spot.
Well, your sister is
a pathological liar.
[water splashing]
[Male Speaker] Time!
Pull 'em out.
[student coughing]
Reel 'em up, let's go.
[Megan] Well, that was a bust.
[intense orchestral music]
[woman screaming]
[Sofie] Holy shit.
I cannot believe
that just happened.
Yeah, that was Amy Schoeler.
She gets like panic attacks.
She probably freaked
out under there.
Then why would she
submit to the test?
Can't she be medically examined?
Yeah, but I mean,
it doesn't make
you look so good.
Yeah, fast tracks
you to a camp,
which she probably would
ended up in anyway.
She was so strange.
Jen, a girl just fucking died.
Yeah, but, she chose to.
Did she?
Forget it.
[pensive ambient music]
[crickets chirping]
Mom?
[suspenseful ambient music]
[loud shushing]
Mom?
Corey, George?
Fiona?
Fiona, Shae?
[door slamming]
Claire?
Corey.
Corey?
What the heck?
Shae.
Shae.
You're just like them.
You're right, Shae.
She is just like all of them.
Fiona, Fiona, what's going on?
Where's my mom,
where are the twins?
He took them in
for questioning.
[Claire] Who?
That witch hunter, Hawthorne.
They didn't get you?
We were in the barn.
I came up here to
get the butterfly
so that no one would
find magic in your room
and found this.
That was just an
assignment for school.
Yeah, one that you
chose to write about.
According to you,
children of convicted witches
should be closely monitored
due to their genetic link
to the ability to
practice witchcraft.
I don't believe
in any of that.
- I wrote that report...
- Bullshit!
I'm a person.
I'm a person just like you.
He's back.
[suspenseful ambient music]
[Martha] You guys, inside.
Hello, Claire.
I must apologize to you
for the way my officers
have treated your home,
but you can't be too
careful, can you?
Especially after such
a fantastical account
by your neighbor.
Well, we need to start
cleaning this place up.
Again, my apologies,
but this is my job to stop
hysteria and uphold the law.
It's him.
He killed mom.
You guys had nothing to hide.
[intense ambient music]
[watch ticking]
Or do you?
[gun cocking]
Always witches.
Detective?
It's not you.
[Martha] Stay behind me.
And it's not the
boys, of course,
which means it's you.
[Martha] Claire,
get over here.
- Claire.
- Don't do this.
I've been doing this
for a long time, Claire.
So then you should know
that being a witch
is not a crime.
And that all magic is not bad.
There's good magic too.
Yes, but the act of
witchcraft is a crime, Claire.
You're a government official.
[Martha] Claire.
You're just gonna shoot us?
I'm gonna count to five,
and at the end, I'm
gonna pull the trigger.
All you gotta do is one little
act of witchcraft, okay?
Empty the chamber,
knock the gun out of my hand,
push me back.
I don't care what it is.
And if I don't?
Five.
Four.
Three.
Two.
One.
[girls giggling]
Go, go, go, go, go!
[Claire screaming]
- You are staying with me.
- Unlock this door.
Claire!
Sit.
They ran up the
stairs, the witch.
Where is it?!
[door creaking]
[watch ticking]
[intense orchestral music]
[Detective Hawthorne groaning]
Fiona, Shae?
Fiona!
Shae!
[watch ticking]
[loud whispering]
[intense orchestral music]
[flames crackling]
- [Shae coughing]
- Shae, Shae.
Shae, Shae, Shae, Shae.
I need you to breathe.
[flames crackling]
[arm crackling]
[intense orchestral music]
[Claire coughing]
- Claire, just go!
- No!
[Claire coughing]
Claire, come on.
Okay, do you have your inhaler?
Okay, darling, okay.
[Martha shushing]
[Claire coughing]
Okay, hey.
[Claire panting]
Okay.
Breathe.
Okay, okay, okay.
[wall cracking]
[Claire panting]
[fire crackling]
[coughing]
Fiona, could you watch
the kids for a minute?
I need to talk to Claire.
Claire?
Claire, I'm sorry.
I'd hoped that it
would skip you.
You've known this whole time.
No.
Your father's side.
I thought it was a possibility.
When your dad passed away,
I moved us here to be
part of something bigger,
but also so that you could cross
over if you ever needed to.
I thought that I could
keep you safe and I can't.
Your dad's family, they're kind,
and they're good, and they
are extraordinarily gifted,
just like you.
They live south of the border.
I'm sorry I kept them from you.
They'll be so happy
to see you, but I...
You're not coming?
I can't.
Only witches can cross.
[somber orchestral music]
- Ready?
- Yeah.
[engine revving]
[tires squealing]
When men come with
their eyes of fire
Follow the Southern Cross
When hope is gone
Don't fear the path
But follow the
Southern Cross
The roses grow
beneath the mud
Crux awaits
The winds, they blow
Just follow the
Southern Cross
Follow the Southern Cross
[pensive ambient music]
[pensive orchestral music]
[intense ambient music]
[watch ticking]
[somber choral music]
[watch ticking]
Mom.
[flames crackling]
[woman moaning]
[chains rattling]
Crux, Crux!
Crux, Crux!
Crux!
[flames crackling]
[woman screaming]
Crux!
[pensive ambient music]
[students giggling]
[students laughing]
Girls.
All right, gentlemen and ladies.
Class is almost over.
Whoa, whoa, not so fast.
You all have an essay due
at the end of the week,
and since we are studying
the Bill of Rights,
mm-hmm,
each of you will be required
to write me a three page
paper on one of the amendments
and how it is being reflected
in current society today.
So, pick a number
from my magic bowl
and that's what
you're stuck with.
Okay?
You can pick a current event,
a court case, a more modern law.
I'm gonna be kinda lenient on
how do you want to do this,
so feel free to mix it up.
If you have any questions,
you can see me before
or after class.
Lucky.
She's got the
Eleventh Amendment.
That is so easy.
[Female Speaker]
Ooh, witchcraft.
[Female Speaker] [sighing]
I got freedom of speech.
[inhaler hissing]
[locker clanging]
Hey.
[Officer] Hey, hey!
- Freeze!
- Stop right there!
- Let me see your hands!
- What are you guys watching?
[Megan] Some witch
trying to cross the border.
Get on the ground!
[gunfire blasting]
What'd they shoot her with?
Salt.
So should I
sprinkle salt on her?
- [laughing]
- How funny is that?
That's funny.
Well, salt supposedly
repels magic,
but that's for
witches, not bitches.
Slut.
Someone's salty.
You guys broke up
three months ago.
I know, thank you.
That's what I meant,
what does he see in her?
She probably puts out.
Oh, shut up, Sofie.
Whatever, it's not like I'm
gonna have to see her face
after Prop Six passes.
You really think
it's gonna pass?
Yeah, definitely.
And then all those red headed
freaks will be locked up too.
That's what you should
write about for your essay,
Prop Six.
I could come over after school
and we could write
our essays together,
and I could bring that weird,
healthy popcorn my mom makes...
Actually, I can't
do that today, but.
[bell ringing]
Sorry.
No, fine.
- Whatever.
- Okay.
- Oh, okay.
- Bye.
- Bye.
- Bye.
[faint chattering]
[pensive ambient music]
[people chattering]
Mom?
Boys?
Hello?
[computer chiming]
[keyboard keys clacking]
[footsteps pattering]
[keyboard keys clacking]
[footsteps pattering]
[eerie ambient music]
[door squeaking]
Hello?
[eerie ambient music]
[intense orchestral music]
[Claire gasping]
What are you doing in my room?
Seriously, I thought my mom
told you to stay in the walls.
And the blinds were open.
What are you doing?
[wings twinkling]
[speaking in foreign language]
[Martha] Claire, we're home!
[portal whooshing]
[boys giggling]
[footsteps pattering]
I'm gonna get you so hard!
[boys giggling]
- Tag!
- Oh, hey, that's not fair.
Yes, I got you
fair and square.
[boys giggling]
[footsteps pattering]
Corey, George, out.
Put your new toothbrushes
in your bathroom please.
Thank you.
Mom, that witch
was in my room again.
Yeah, Jacob's coming
for her tonight.
[knocking on door]
He's early.
[knocking on wall]
No, wait.
We have a system.
You wait for him in here.
Jacob.
[Jacob] Good afternoon.
[Martha] I didn't think
you were stopping
by until tonight.
[Jacob] I'm ahead
of schedule today.
Thank you.
There's a jug in the pantry
waiting for recycling.
Just crouch down.
Got it!
Lovely day, ladies.
- Drive safely.
- Always do.
[siren blaring]
Keep quiet.
[eerie ambient music]
Evening, officer.
Evening.
Can I help you?
Can you please step
out of the vehicle, sir?
You gonna need
my registration?
No.
Can you please open the
back of your truck, sir?
Yes, sir.
[watch ticking]
[Officer] You are
Jacob Gordon, correct?
Yes, sir.
There's nothing in that
thing that shouldn't be there,
is there?
No, sir.
So you wouldn't mind
if I searched it then?
I would mind.
It's my property.
Okay.
[intense ambient music]
I hate liars.
You smoke?
No.
Neither do I.
[trunk door creaking]
[gasoline sloshing]
[intense ambient music]
[flames crackling]
[Gina screaming]
[knocking on door]
[Martha] Hey, sweetheart.
I didn't know you were still up.
Yeah, I was just
doing homework.
Mom.
We need to stop.
If we stick to the
rules, it's a safe system.
It's not just that.
We can't be risking
our lives for them.
Them?
Yes.
And, why?
They're criminals.
These women don't
have a choice, Claire.
They're born with their powers.
They choose to use them.
[Martha] Is that what
they're teaching you at school?
What?
Or is it those girls
you've been hanging out with?
What is her name, Jane.
For the last time,
her name is Jen.
And maybe if you let
me be a normal teenager
and have my friends
over to the house,
you wouldn't be
asking questions.
[Martha] Your friends
can come over to the house.
No, they can't!
Because I have to lie.
Everything outside
of this is a lie.
Everything I do in
this world is for you.
You can't just say that
every time my opinion
differs from yours.
Why did we have to move
out here after dad died?
How was that for me?
I didn't want to uproot
my whole entire life.
You did that to me.
How was that for me?
Okay, calm down.
Don't let your emotions
get the best of you.
Do you need your inhaler?
I'm fine, I'm fine.
[Martha] Breathe.
[Claire] Who is that?
[knocking on door]
Oh hi, sorry, I didn't
think you could hear me.
No.
Pantry.
- Okay, fantastic.
- Sure.
All righty.
And when will these expire?
Tomorrow, tomorrow morning.
And for you.
All right, thank you.
[knocking on wall]
Hello.
I'm Martha.
And this is my daughter, Claire.
Fiona.
This is my sister, Shae.
Okay.
Girls, I'm gonna take
you up the side stairs
and show you where you'll
be staying tonight.
Okay?
I hope this will do.
Yeah, of course.
Shae.
Thank you, Martha.
You're so kind to
open your home to us.
Two knocks for safe.
One for not safe.
Okay.
Night.
[wings twinkling]
[flames crackling]
[woman screaming]
Crux!
[Claire coughing]
[inhaler hissing]
[Claire panting]
[eerie ambient music]
[door thudding]
[intense orchestral music]
[Claire yelling]
Shae.
I'm so sorry to wake you, um?
Claire.
Claire, my sister,
Shae, she sometimes goes,
she sleepwalks.
It's okay.
Hey, hey.
Shae, it's okay.
It's okay.
[Fiona shushing]
She's burning.
- No, no, no, no, no, no.
- She's burning.
This is a nightmare.
See me?
Sorry.
Come on, let's go to bed.
[Fiona singing]
[pensive ambient music]
[food sizzling]
[dishes clattering]
Oh, wait, no.
Guests first, guests first.
Oh no, it's fine.
- Oh, okay.
- Yes!
Okay.
George?
Good morning.
Is Jacob coming this morning?
He is.
[horn blaring]
Oh, okay, hey, listen.
[clapping] Be safe.
I love you.
Have fun at school.
Claire, do you
have your inhaler?
Yes.
[Martha] Okay,
raised by wolves.
I'll make you some
fresh pancakes.
[pensive orchestral music]
[smoke billowing]
[flames crackling]
[Martha gasping]
I'm sorry.
Is he coming?
Perhaps not today.
Hey, do you guys want
to see something cool?
I have no idea when it was
built, but it is something.
Ready?
There is a whole nother
house behind the wall.
[Shae] Whoa.
- Shae, stop, Shae.
- It's okay.
She'll be fine.
The whole thing
just loops around.
She'll probably
have fun in there.
Why don't we leave the
door open for her, okay?
I'm gonna attempt
to make some tea.
[Shae giggling]
[Martha] This is such
an old house, I swear.
Now, the stove isn't working.
[Shae giggling]
I haven't heard her laugh
like that in a long time.
Since our mom.
[Shae giggling]
I've missed that.
[faint whispering]
Hello?
[lights buzzing]
Why do you help
people like us?
It's a complicated question.
[faint whispering]
[arm creaking]
[Shae screaming]
Shae?
[Shae screaming]
Shae?
Shae?
Shae, are you okay?
Shae?
Shae!
You okay?
Is she trapped?
She shouldn't be.
The passageways are wide.
Shae!
[flames rushing]
[kettle whistling]
Shae?
Fiona?
Oh my god.
Are you okay?
- Yeah.
- Are you okay?
Oh my god.
Let's go upstairs.
[high pitched squealing]
Mrs. Denny said that
there weren't gonna be
any logarithmic
functions on the exam.
And guess what?
- Logarithmic functions.
- Logarithmic functions.
Stop talking about math.
We don't have to
talk about math.
[people screaming]
What is that?
[Female Speaker]
Border patrol?
[Female Speaker] I think so.
[Female Speaker] Holy shit,
I think those are witches.
[Female Speaker] Are you sure?
Yeah, they probably got caught
trying to cross to Mexico.
[eerie ambient music]
[faint whispering]
Eyes forward.
[Claire panting]
[Officer coughing]
- Are you okay?
- Inhaler, inhaler.
[woman spitting]
My inhaler.
[inhaler hissing]
[gunfire blasting]
[clock ticking]
[figurines clattering]
[Fiona humming]
[doorbell chiming]
Okay, boys, like
we talked about.
Girls, in the wall.
Come on.
Calmly and quietly.
It'll all be fine.
Martha, good afternoon!
Cynthia, hi.
I accidentally
made two batches.
Wow, lucky me.
It looks amazing.
Yeah.
I'm so sorry, I
can't have you come in.
Oh.
The boys just
started their homework.
[Cynthia] Well...
Cynthia, are you all right?
I'm just...
Well actually, I heard
something alarming today.
Yes.
What did you hear?
They caught
somebody from our town
transporting witches
across the border.
Well.
Yeah.
Well, I can't say
that I'm surprised.
There are a lot
of untrustworthy,
un-American people around here.
I know.
And frankly, I'm appalled
that the government hasn't
made the wall higher.
I mean, they're
getting over somehow.
I don't understand why
the Mexican government
is giving them asylum.
They're not refugees.
They're criminals.
Yes, criminals.
But you know, other countries,
their laws aren't as
reasonable as ours.
I mean, Cynthia,
I believe that we can
count on our government
to keep us safe.
I hope.
Thank you so much.
- Oh, nothing.
- Smells like heaven.
I'm gonna cut it up
and give it to the boys as
a treat after they're done.
[Cynthia] Okay.
- Bye.
- Bye.
[pensive ambient music]
[tires squealing]
[crashing]
My family was
killed in a car crash,
and the other driver was the
daughter of a convicted witch.
She shouldn't have
been driving at all.
Under Prop Six, she
wouldn't have a license.
So, vote yes on Prop Six
and keep our streets safe
from anyone with
magic in their blood.
No magic is good magic.
[keyboard keys clacking]
[flames crackling]
Crux, Crux!
Crux, Crux!
[loud shushing]
[intense ambient music]
[clock ticking]
[eerie ambient music]
[clock chiming]
[Claire panting]
[intense orchestral music]
[Claire screaming]
[faint shushing]
[Claire panting]
Claire?
Oh, Jesus.
Hey, hey, hey,
you're just dreaming.
You're just dreaming.
Look at me, look at me.
Breathe.
Breathe in, out, in, out.
You're just dreaming.
Breathe, breathe,
breathe, breathe, breathe.
There you go.
Out, in.
Out, good.
It was just a dream.
Totally.
[faint chattering]
Shae's sleepwalking must
be rubbing off on you.
Here.
Drink up, it'll help you sleep.
Sorry.
Sorry, that was...
What's that?
Mm.
It's just a,
it's a book on
astrology I found.
Looking for a constellation,
but can't find any
information on it, so.
[Claire] A constellation?
Yeah.
My mom won't shut up about it.
She wouldn't, you know, she
wouldn't shut up about it.
Our dead, they don't
really leave us.
We're all connected.
That too.
Sorry if I'm being weird.
You know, I think
growing up the way I did,
I don't really get to do a
lot of normal things, so.
Yeah.
[Fiona] Yeah.
This situation hasn't really
afforded me the
easiest life either.
Where are you from?
Well, I'm from new
England originally,
but then once Shae was
born and my dad left,
then we just started
like moving around a lot.
Out of sight, of course.
My mom did a good job
up until that witch
hunter got her.
[pensive ambient music]
Idem.
[Fiona humming]
Wait, wait, wait.
You guys have the wrong
backpacks on again.
This is yours.
I mean, it has
your names on them.
It happens every time.
- The same colors.
- It's the exact same.
Okay.
Sorry, let me get that.
We're gonna be late.
We're not gonna be late!
[Fiona humming]
[propellors whirring]
[engine rumbling]
Oh, Martha.
I was just stepping
out for lunch.
Did you need
something from inside?
I can pop back in.
Oh no.
Emily, I was actually just
looking to speak with you.
Oh.
- Walk me to my car.
- Mm-hmm.
Jacob, unfortunately,
has not been into work
these past two days.
I'm sure he's fine.
Was that all?
Yes.
Okay.
[loud hushing]
[footsteps pattering]
[boys giggling]
I got you.
I got you.
Tag.
I got!
Can I play?
[boys giggling]
[Corey] No.
You can't play with us.
I play with George.
I play with Corey.
[boys giggling]
[pensive ambient music]
Sorry, I was
finishing my essay.
Where's Sofie and Megan?
Late, per usual.
Probably making out.
ID please.
Sorry, miss, can't let you in.
[Kelly] What do you mean?
I saw a movie here last
week and it was fine.
New policy.
Peyton, what the heck?
Come on.
Sorry, Kelly, I just can't.
What do you mean, you can't?
[Claire coughing]
It's just a movie
and I've wanted to see this
restoration for months.
Come on.
[Peyton] Kelly, I can't.
Your name is on the list.
What list?
[Claire coughing]
The BWI issued a new list.
What?
That list is for witches.
- Did you forget your wallet?
- I'm not a witch.
I've never done magic.
[Claire] My inhaler.
[Claire coughing]
You know I'm not a witch.
And so I can't even see a movie?
[glass shattering]
Did you see that?
[knocking on door]
Hi.
[Fiona] Sorry,
did I scare you?
No, it's fine.
What?
What's this?
Oh, it's nothing.
I got it forever...
What?
I just wanted to tell you
I found the Southern Cross,
the constellation I
was telling you about.
Turn your light off.
Look.
Right above the wall
like straight ahead.
What am I looking for exactly?
[Fiona] Four stars
in the shape of a T.
[Claire] I don't see anything.
[Fiona] Just to the right.
[Claire] Oh, it
looks like a cross.
Mm-hmm, a Southern Cross.
A Crux.
Crux.
Your mom said you
went to a movie.
What was it like?
It was a remaster
of "Thelma & Louise."
[Fiona] What's that?
You don't know what
"Thelma & Louise" is?
I don't know if you know,
I spent most of my
life in the dark.
Well, Thelma is a
sheltered housewife.
Louise is her best friend.
She works as a
waitress at a diner.
They go on this
really big road trip
and they end up at a bar.
You've been to a bar, right?
No.
No, you've never been,
you've never been to a bar?
So at this point,
they can either go
back and go to jail
or they could just keep driving.
So basically, they just
end up driving the car
off the cliff to the canyon.
Yeah.
And they die?
Maybe.
[Fiona] What do
you mean maybe?
Well, maybe they
do, maybe they don't.
The film kinds of
ends in a freeze frame
of a car going over the cliff.
[Female Speaker] Why?
I don't know.
Hope, maybe.
But it's assumed
that they die?
Maybe.
Maybe they use magic
to fly off the cliff.
That's why it was censored.
Hence the freeze frame ending.
[Claire chuckling]
I haven't I really
thought about it like that.
They were witches.
Have you ever
made anything fly?
I told you, I don't have
the gene very strongly.
Oh.
Sorry.
[pensive ambient music]
[water sloshing]
I'm sorry.
You want to try?
What?
Do you want to try it?
Just try it.
Just try it.
No one's watching.
But I don't have the gene,
so I wouldn't be able...
[Fiona shushing]
Forget about that.
Focus on something
happy, something good.
Don't over think it.
[Claire sighing]
[people chattering]
[pensive ambient music]
Here, I got it...
[loud crashing]
[electricity buzzing]
[creaking]
[faint chattering]
[stools crashing]
- Fiona...
- I'm sorry.
What?
[Fiona] I'm sorry.
It's okay.
No, it's not.
I just want to be
like any other girl.
But no, I'm not allowed that.
Did you see the way
that they looked at me?
How am I supposed
to control something
that I'm not even
allowed to practice?
And why does it have to be bad?
I'm not bad.
I'm not bad!
I know.
I'm so sorry.
[flames crackling]
[intense ambient music]
[woman screaming]
[birds chirping]
[doorbell chiming]
Corey, George, stop fighting!
It's way too early for this!
Good morning.
- Sorry, hi.
- Hi, is your husband in?
I don't have a husband.
Oh, sorry.
Eric Goude, I have here.
Deceased.
Deceased, okay.
All right then.
I own the property.
How can I help you?
My name is
Detective Hawthorne.
I'm with the federal
branch of the BWI,
- the Bureau of...
- Witchcraft Investigations,
I'm familiar.
I've been dispatched
to follow up on reports
of suspicious
activity in your area.
What kind of activity?
A report of potential
witchcraft at a bar
a few miles away from here.
Oh, well, what
did she look like?
The witch, in case I...
Oh, late teens,
red hair, long.
No, I haven't seen
anyone like that.
- Excuse me.
- Sure.
Your home is unusually low.
Low?
Low pressure.
Oh.
May I come in?
Of course.
My forebearers were
all witch hunters.
I know, it's a terrible term.
I hate it, it's like so archaic.
But anyway, they were,
and they used their ears, right?
And people have said,
well, they have a sense,
but actually, they
were using science.
You see, they were actually,
they could feel the
drop of pressure
that occurs when magic is used
or when a witch enacts
her powers, you know?
Sir, or Detective Hawthorne,
I assure you there
are no witches here.
Oh, I'm sure there's
not, but magic lingers.
It stays in these kind
of pressure pockets.
You mind if I look around?
That's fine.
Please be brief.
My kids are here.
No, of course, I'll be brief.
Okay.
[knocking on wall]
[suspenseful orchestral music]
[watch ticking]
Hey!
Mom.
You okay?
Detective?
That's quite enough, this
is my daughter's room.
I'm going to have
to ask you to leave.
You do not have a warrant.
[watch ticking]
Not yet.
[intense orchestral music]
[knocking on wall]
Tell me you weren't that stupid.
For how long?
Just for a little bit.
Til things calm down.
[locker door clanging]
[PA system chiming]
[Male Speaker] All girls
grades nine through 12
report to the gymnasium
for prick testing.
All girls grades nine through 12
report to the gymnasium
for prick testing.
You're free to go.
No witch marks.
Thank you.
Here you go, girls.
I know it's not ideal,
but I think we should keep
you girls in the walls
for a couple more
days to be safe.
How was school today?
Good.
All the girls had testing,
so we got longer recess.
Yeah, they prick tested us.
I'm gonna need my most recent
sink test certification.
- Come on, mom.
- Eat it.
Stop.
I have a copy of your sink
certificate in the drawer.
[Corey] Witches don't sink.
Do you float?
[Martha] Stop it, Corey.
You know very well those
tests are nonsense.
Can you find a piece there?
We just need that piece
and then we can beat it.
[sighing] I have a sword.
Can't find like any pieces.
[electricity clicking]
[faint whispering]
[intense ambient music]
Mom?
Mom?
Hey, [shushing] it's just me.
It's okay.
I think mom blew a fuse.
What you guys doing?
Playing.
You know, one of these days,
I think you should let
Shae play with you.
We are.
Are you?
Yeah, even though
she's a witch.
George.
Just try and be nice.
Like mom says.
- Goodnight, Corey.
- Goodnight, Claire.
- Goodnight, George.
- Goodnight, Claire.
[toilet flushing]
[loud hushing]
[pensive ambient music]
[Fiona] I found
the Southern Cross.
[pensive ambient music]
[speaking in foreign language]
Claire, stop!
[intense orchestral music]
Claire, Claire,
just step back.
Step back.
Step away from the edge, Claire.
Oh my god.
Claire.
Honey, baby, stop!
Claire!
Claire!
[Martha] Please!
[faint whispering]
- Claire, this is not real!
- Wake up, baby, wake up!
- Claire!
- Wake up, wake up, baby!
[intense dissonant music]
Claire!
Girls.
Girls.
Are you okay?
Are you okay?
Inside, inside.
Okay, baby, come on.
Inside.
[birds chirping]
[pensive ambient music]
- Martha, please.
- I'm sorry.
- Please.
- I'm sorry.
I have to keep you safe.
I'm sorry.
Inside please, I'm sorry.
Mom, we can't just
keep them in the walls.
We should move them to the barn.
We can and we will.
But first, we have to figure
out what Cynthia saw or did.
So you go to school like normal,
the boys stay with me, and
the girls stay in the wall.
Claire, Claire!
Come on, we're gonna miss it.
- Miss what?
- Come on, come on.
What's going on?
They're making the four
girls with witches marks
do the sink test again.
What?
[suspenseful orchestral music]
[Sofie] Here we go.
I'm so glad we don't
have to do this again.
Barely remember mine.
I almost passed out,
I was so nervous.
[water splashing]
[Megan] This
test is so boring.
No one ever floats.
[Jen] Not that you've seen.
My sister said that
in New Hampshire,
an entire grade of girls
floated to the top.
Got sent to the
camp on the spot.
Well, your sister is
a pathological liar.
[water splashing]
[Male Speaker] Time!
Pull 'em out.
[student coughing]
Reel 'em up, let's go.
[Megan] Well, that was a bust.
[intense orchestral music]
[woman screaming]
[Sofie] Holy shit.
I cannot believe
that just happened.
Yeah, that was Amy Schoeler.
She gets like panic attacks.
She probably freaked
out under there.
Then why would she
submit to the test?
Can't she be medically examined?
Yeah, but I mean,
it doesn't make
you look so good.
Yeah, fast tracks
you to a camp,
which she probably would
ended up in anyway.
She was so strange.
Jen, a girl just fucking died.
Yeah, but, she chose to.
Did she?
Forget it.
[pensive ambient music]
[crickets chirping]
Mom?
[suspenseful ambient music]
[loud shushing]
Mom?
Corey, George?
Fiona?
Fiona, Shae?
[door slamming]
Claire?
Corey.
Corey?
What the heck?
Shae.
Shae.
You're just like them.
You're right, Shae.
She is just like all of them.
Fiona, Fiona, what's going on?
Where's my mom,
where are the twins?
He took them in
for questioning.
[Claire] Who?
That witch hunter, Hawthorne.
They didn't get you?
We were in the barn.
I came up here to
get the butterfly
so that no one would
find magic in your room
and found this.
That was just an
assignment for school.
Yeah, one that you
chose to write about.
According to you,
children of convicted witches
should be closely monitored
due to their genetic link
to the ability to
practice witchcraft.
I don't believe
in any of that.
- I wrote that report...
- Bullshit!
I'm a person.
I'm a person just like you.
He's back.
[suspenseful ambient music]
[Martha] You guys, inside.
Hello, Claire.
I must apologize to you
for the way my officers
have treated your home,
but you can't be too
careful, can you?
Especially after such
a fantastical account
by your neighbor.
Well, we need to start
cleaning this place up.
Again, my apologies,
but this is my job to stop
hysteria and uphold the law.
It's him.
He killed mom.
You guys had nothing to hide.
[intense ambient music]
[watch ticking]
Or do you?
[gun cocking]
Always witches.
Detective?
It's not you.
[Martha] Stay behind me.
And it's not the
boys, of course,
which means it's you.
[Martha] Claire,
get over here.
- Claire.
- Don't do this.
I've been doing this
for a long time, Claire.
So then you should know
that being a witch
is not a crime.
And that all magic is not bad.
There's good magic too.
Yes, but the act of
witchcraft is a crime, Claire.
You're a government official.
[Martha] Claire.
You're just gonna shoot us?
I'm gonna count to five,
and at the end, I'm
gonna pull the trigger.
All you gotta do is one little
act of witchcraft, okay?
Empty the chamber,
knock the gun out of my hand,
push me back.
I don't care what it is.
And if I don't?
Five.
Four.
Three.
Two.
One.
[girls giggling]
Go, go, go, go, go!
[Claire screaming]
- You are staying with me.
- Unlock this door.
Claire!
Sit.
They ran up the
stairs, the witch.
Where is it?!
[door creaking]
[watch ticking]
[intense orchestral music]
[Detective Hawthorne groaning]
Fiona, Shae?
Fiona!
Shae!
[watch ticking]
[loud whispering]
[intense orchestral music]
[flames crackling]
- [Shae coughing]
- Shae, Shae.
Shae, Shae, Shae, Shae.
I need you to breathe.
[flames crackling]
[arm crackling]
[intense orchestral music]
[Claire coughing]
- Claire, just go!
- No!
[Claire coughing]
Claire, come on.
Okay, do you have your inhaler?
Okay, darling, okay.
[Martha shushing]
[Claire coughing]
Okay, hey.
[Claire panting]
Okay.
Breathe.
Okay, okay, okay.
[wall cracking]
[Claire panting]
[fire crackling]
[coughing]
Fiona, could you watch
the kids for a minute?
I need to talk to Claire.
Claire?
Claire, I'm sorry.
I'd hoped that it
would skip you.
You've known this whole time.
No.
Your father's side.
I thought it was a possibility.
When your dad passed away,
I moved us here to be
part of something bigger,
but also so that you could cross
over if you ever needed to.
I thought that I could
keep you safe and I can't.
Your dad's family, they're kind,
and they're good, and they
are extraordinarily gifted,
just like you.
They live south of the border.
I'm sorry I kept them from you.
They'll be so happy
to see you, but I...
You're not coming?
I can't.
Only witches can cross.
[somber orchestral music]
- Ready?
- Yeah.
[engine revving]
[tires squealing]
When men come with
their eyes of fire
Follow the Southern Cross
When hope is gone
Don't fear the path
But follow the
Southern Cross
The roses grow
beneath the mud
Crux awaits
The winds, they blow
Just follow the
Southern Cross
Follow the Southern Cross
[pensive ambient music]