Hocus Pocus

and now must suffer the consequences. 483 00:34:42,247 --> 00:34:44,249 I summon the Burning Rain of Death! 484 00:34:44,666 --> 00:34:47,711 - The Burning Rain of Death? - Burning Rain of Death? I don't know. 485 00:34:48,045 --> 00:34:49,046 (ALL GASPING) 486 00:34:49,213 --> 00:34:50,756 WINNIE: He makes fire in his hand. 487 00:34:52,341 --> 00:34:53,801 (ALL SCREAMING) 488 00:34:54,468 --> 00:34:56,678 Oh, the Burning Rain of Death! 489 00:34:56,804 --> 00:34:59,515 Come on, you idiots. Get under the shelter! 490 00:34:59,556 --> 00:35:01,308 Come on, you fools! 491 00:35:07,189 --> 00:35:09,066 Nice going, Max. 492 00:35:10,734 --> 00:35:11,777 You can talk. 493 00:35:11,860 --> 00:35:14,196 Yeah, no kidding. Now, get the spell book. 494 00:35:15,447 --> 00:35:17,282 (HISSES) Come on, move it! 495 00:35:19,118 --> 00:35:21,537 No, it's not. It's the Burning Rain of Death! 496 00:35:25,499 --> 00:35:27,417 Shut up! 497 00:35:27,501 --> 00:35:28,502 My book! 498 00:35:31,421 --> 00:35:34,675 Don't! He's going for my book! Stop! 499 00:35:35,050 --> 00:35:36,885 - My book! The book! - The book! 500 00:35:38,220 --> 00:35:41,890 ALLISON: Max! Max, over here! Come on! This way! 501 00:35:44,726 --> 00:35:46,645 Confound it! 502 00:35:46,812 --> 00:35:47,813 (SISTERS WHINING) 503 00:35:48,147 --> 00:35:49,481 - Winnie. - I'm dying. 504 00:35:49,565 --> 00:35:51,400 Shut up! 505 00:35:51,483 --> 00:35:55,404 - It is but water! - Most refreshing. 506 00:35:56,321 --> 00:35:57,656 - It is. - You idiot! 507 00:35:57,739 --> 00:36:01,326 The boy has tricked us, and he's stolen the book. After him! 508 00:36:11,086 --> 00:36:15,340 -'Tis a black river. - Perhaps it is not too deep. 509 00:36:16,925 --> 00:36:17,926 (SCREAMING) 510 00:36:20,971 --> 00:36:23,765 -'Tis firm! - Careful, Winnie. 511 00:36:23,807 --> 00:36:26,602 -'Tis firm as stone. - Why, why, it's a road! 512 00:36:26,643 --> 00:36:29,438 - Firm as stone, 'tis firm as stone. - Sisters, my book! 513 00:36:35,485 --> 00:36:36,820 (SIREN APPROACHING) 514 00:36:40,282 --> 00:36:41,283 (SIREN WAILING) 515 00:36:42,743 --> 00:36:43,744 (HORN BLARING) 516 00:36:46,872 --> 00:36:50,459 Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Come on, this is a graveyard. 517 00:36:50,500 --> 00:36:53,378 MAX: It's hallowed ground. Witches can't set foot here. 518 00:36:54,838 --> 00:36:56,131 He talks. 519 00:36:58,383 --> 00:36:59,635 Follow me! 520 00:37:07,976 --> 00:37:10,979 THACKERY: Over here. I want to show you something. 521 00:37:11,063 --> 00:37:13,690 Give you an idea of exactly what we're dealing with. 522 00:37:20,822 --> 00:37:23,825 "William Butcherson"? "Lost soul"? 523 00:37:23,909 --> 00:37:26,161 Billy Butcherson was Winifred's lover. 524 00:37:26,203 --> 00:37:28,497 But she found him sporting with her sister, Sarah. 525 00:37:28,580 --> 00:37:32,251 So she poisoned him and sewed his mouth shut with a dull needle, 526 00:37:32,334 --> 00:37:34,711 so he couldn't tell her secrets even in death. 527 00:37:35,254 --> 00:37:36,672 Winifred always was the jealous type. 528 00:37:36,922 --> 00:37:38,382 - You're Thackery Binx. - Yes. 529 00:37:39,591 --> 00:37:41,843 - So the legends are true. - Well, come along. 530 00:37:42,511 --> 00:37:44,930 I want to show you something else. 531 00:37:48,684 --> 00:37:51,853 - Teenagers again. - I hate Halloween. 532 00:37:51,937 --> 00:37:54,273 Man, this is the worst night of the year. Can you give me a hand? 533 00:37:54,356 --> 00:37:56,692 - Who are they? - Boys! 534 00:37:56,858 --> 00:38:00,070 Witch hunters. Observe, they wear black robes, 535 00:38:00,153 --> 00:38:03,365 and carry axes to chop the wood to burn us. 536 00:38:03,407 --> 00:38:05,450 - Hold me. - What a pretty spider. 537 00:38:05,575 --> 00:38:06,576 (WHINING) 538 00:38:06,702 --> 00:38:07,869 Sisters! 539 00:38:07,953 --> 00:38:11,081 Let me make one thing perfectly clear. 540 00:38:11,206 --> 00:38:14,084 The magic that brought us back 541 00:38:14,167 --> 00:38:17,212 only works tonight, on All Hallows' Eve. 542 00:38:17,254 --> 00:38:20,632 When the sun comes up, we're dust. 543 00:38:20,716 --> 00:38:23,719 - Dust? Toast? - Toast. 544 00:38:23,802 --> 00:38:26,221 - Pudding! -(SCREAMING) 545 00:38:26,305 --> 00:38:29,766 Fortunately, the potion I brewed the night we were hanged 546 00:38:29,850 --> 00:38:32,519 would keep us alive and young forever. 547 00:38:32,561 --> 00:38:36,315 Unfortunately, the recipe for that potion is in my spell book, 548 00:38:36,398 --> 00:38:37,899 and the little wretches have stolen it. 549 00:38:37,941 --> 00:38:41,403 Therefore, it stands to reason, does it not, sisters dear, 550 00:38:41,486 --> 00:38:44,156 that we must find the book, brew the potion, 551 00:38:44,239 --> 00:38:47,909 and suck the lives out of the children of Salem before sunrise? 552 00:38:47,993 --> 00:38:50,912 Otherwise, it's curtains! We evaporate! 553 00:38:50,954 --> 00:38:55,792 We cease to exist! Dost thou co