What went we out into this wilderness to find?
Leaving our country,
kindred,
our father’s houses?
We have travailed a vast ocean.
For what?
- For what? - We must ask thee to be silent!
Was it not for the pure and faithful dispensation of the Gospels...
- ...and the Kingdom of God? - No More!
We are your judges, and not you ours!
I cannot be judged by false Christians,
for i have done nothing...
...say preach Christ true Gospel.
Must you continue to dishonor the laws of the commonwealth...
...and the church with your prideful conceit?
If my conscience sees it fit.
Then shall you be banished out of this plantation’s liberties!
I would be glad on it.
Then take your leave,
and trouble us no further.
How sadly hath The Lord testified against you.
Katherine.
Thomasin!
Come.
I will confess Jehovah with all heart...
in secret and in assembly of the just.
Great are the works of our Lord Jehovah,
sought out of all that in them do delight.
Beautiful and glorious his work is,
and his righteousness endureth forever.
I here confess I have lived in sin.
I have been idle of my work,
disobedient of mine parents,
neglectful of my prayer.
I have, in secret, played upon thy sabbath,
and broken every one of thy commandments in thought...
...followed the desires of my own will,
and not the holy Spirit.
I know I deserve all shame and misery in this life,
and everlasting hell-fire.
But I beg thee,
for the sake of thy Son.
Forgive me.
Show me mercy.
Show me thy light.
Thomasin!
There you are! There you are!
Where is Sam? Where’s Sam? Where is that little man?
There you are! There you are!
Sam?
Samuel!
Thomasin.
Sleep.
All will be well.
Sleep.
Caleb.
God give you good morrow.
All are still a-bed.
Save Mother.
No ease to rise on a grey day.
The Devil holds fast your eyelids.
- I’ll wake ‘em. - No, let ‘em be.
Thy mother’s not slept a night since.
We can search no longer, Caleb.
We cannot.
If not a wolf, that hunger’d have taken him yet.
Let’s to The Wood.
I’ve been a-laying traps for some while now.
Even before this new misery.
Within The Wood?
Will you not help thy father?
You and mother have always forbad us to set foot there.
Caleb, our harvest cannot last the winter.
We must capture our food if we cannot grow it.
We will conquer this wilderness. It will not consume us.
Art thou then born a sinner?
Aye. I was conceived in sin, and born in iniquity.
And, what is thy birth sin?
Adam's sin imputed to me,
and a corrupt nature dwelling within me.
Well-remembered Caleb. Very well.
And canst thou tell me what thy corrupt nature is?
My corrupt nature is empty of grace,
bent unto sin, only unto sin, and that continually.
Soft now.
We must lay’t again.
- Was Samuel born a sinner? - Aye.
How might then...
We pray he hath entered God’s Kingdom.
- What wickedness hath he done? - Place faith in God, Caleb.
We’ll speak no more on thy brother.
Why?
He hath disappeared not one week past,
yet you and Mother utter not his name.
He is gone, Caleb.
- Tell me. - Tell thee what?
- Is he in hell? - Caleb!
Mother will not stop her prayer...
And if died?
- If I died this day? - What is this?
I hold evil in my heart. My sins are not pardoned.
Thou art youngly yet.
An if God will not hear my prayers?
- Caleb... - Tell me!
Look you,
I love thee marvelous well,
but ‘tis God alone, not man,
what knows who is a son of Abraham and who is not.
Who is good and who is evil.
Fain would I tell thee Sam sleeps in Jesus,
that thou wilt, that I will,
but I cannot tell thee that.
None can.
Caleb?
Where are these from?
From Indian Thom and Old Slater, when last they passed through.
What did you trade?
Thy mother’s silver cup.
Speak none of this to Mother.
None.
She is over-wrought already.
I'll tell her when the grief is passed.
Let’s not speak on this again.
Aye.
Fowler!
Fool of an animal.
Fowler!
Fowler! What is’t?
Praise God. Look at the size. Make haste Caleb.
Fie upon’t!
Father!
Father?
Off Fowler.
"Black Phillip, Black Phillip, α crown grows out his head."
"Black Phillip, Black Phillip, τo nanny queen is wed."
- "Jump to the fence post, running..." - Jonas, Mercy! Come hither!
"Black Phillip, Black Phillip, King of all."
Jonas! Mercy!
"Black Phillip, Black Phillip, King of sky and land."
"Black Phillip, Black Phillip, King of sea and sand."
"We are ye servants, we are ye men."
"Black Phillip eats the lions from the lions 'den."
"Black Phillip, Black Phillip, a crown grows out his head."
"Black Phillip, Black Phillip, to nanny queen is wed."
- "Jump to the fence post, running..." - Get thee back!
List me, stop that!
Phillip! Back!
Back!
Heavens, bless us!
Caleb, ope’ the gate!
Caleb!
I’ll have thee quiet.
Whither were you and Caleb this morn?
How could you disappear!
And thee! I told thee to keep watch of Jonas and Mercy.
I was and I bade them help me and they paid me no mind.
What’s the matter with thee, Thomasin? What’s the matter with thee?
Take thy father’s rags to the brook and wash 'em.
- They would pay me no mind... - And brush out his woolens.
Help him!
My lamb.
It gave me such a fright to find thee gone.
I’ll not be left here alone. Dost hear?
The morning’s work is well behindhand.
Jonas! Leave thy sister be!
She likes it.
William?
What, cannot a father spend Godly time with his son?
Jonas!
- Father said stop it. - Thomasin!
See?
- Stop. - Stop it, each of you! Stop it.
- Thomasin, take the twins inside. - No!
Get inside. Get inside. Get inside.
As you like.
We went to find apples!
In the valley.
I had thought I had seen an apple tree in the valley.
Father brought the gun,
- for if we glanced that wolf again. - Why did you not tell me?
Father wanted it a surprise to cheer you,
but there were none.
I thought I had seen them.
I like you not outside the farm.
Even to the valley.
Dost hear me?
Caleb...
Be a good lad and get some water for thee Mother.
Stray not from the brook.
Why are you dallying?
What then?
What?
Caleb?
- Stop it! - I meant no harm in it.
What’s the matter with thee?
Come hither.
What’s the matter with thee?
I've seen no apple since we went from England.
I would thou hadst found em.
I so wish for one.
- Hear that? - Aye.
Who’s there?
I be The Witch of the Wood.
Mercy, come out.
I be not Mercy, I be The Witch of the Wood.
And i have come to steal ye!
Hear me stick a-flying through the trees.
Clickety-clackety-clickety-clakety!
- Mercy! - Clickety-clackety-clickety-clakety!
Why is’t when thou dost a wrong, I be a-washing Father’s clothes like a slave,
and thou art playing idle?
- Because Mother hates you! - Spoilt child.
I’ll tell Mother you have left the farm alone.
Black Phillip saith I can do what I like.
Devil take your Black Phillip.
It’s your fault I cannot leave the yard.
I could go to the brook before you let The Witch take Sam.
- Quiet thee. - It was a wolf stole Sam.
A witch. I’ve seen her in her riding cloak about The Wood!
- Father showed me the tracks. - It was a witch!
It was a witch, Mercy.
You speak aright.
Thomasin!
- It was I! - Liar.
Twas I what stole him.
- I be the witch of the wood. - Liar! Liar!
I am.
List not to her Mercy.
I am that very witch.
When I sleep my spirit slips away from...
...my body and dances naked with The Devil.
- That’s how I signed his book. - No!
He bade me bring him an unbaptized babe,
so I stole Sam, and I gave him to my master.
And I’ll make any man or thing else vanish I like.
No.
Aye. And I’ll vanish thee too if thou displeaseth me.
- Be quiet. - Mercy, she’s but telling fantasies.
Perchance I’ll boil and bake thee since we are lack of food.
- Stop! - Stop Thomasin.
- It’s not true! - It is, thou thing!
How I crave to sink my teeth into thy pink flesh.
If ever thou tellst thy mother of this,
I will witch thee and thy mother!
- And Jonas too! - Caleb!
Stop thy tears and swear thy silence.
I swear it.
You will not tell Mother nor Father!
- I swear! - Thomasin, let her alone!
Get away from her Caleb or she’ll witch thee!
Why tell Mercy those horrible fancies?
- Dost thou hate me too? - It was a wolf stole Sam.
Leave me be.
Go tell Mother and Father of my wickedness.
- Thomaisn. - I hate thy pity.
I need it not.
...and forgive us the sins we have this day committed against thee...
Free us from the shame and torment which are due unto us for them.
We beseech thee, increase our faith in the promises of the gospel,
our fear of thy name, and the hatred of all our sins.
that we may be assured that thy Holy Spirit dwells in us,
that we might be thy children in thy love and mercy.
For as we hunger for this food of our bodies,
so our souls hunger for the food of eternal life.
Finish soon our days of sin,
and bring us to everlasting peace...
...through the purifying blood of thy son,
our Lord and only Saviour Christ Jesus.
Amen.
- Amen. - Amen.
Thomasin,
where hast thou put the silver cup?
Is’t not on the shelf?
Nay.
In the six board then.
T’aint there neither.
It has been disappeared for some while.
Didst lose it?
I haven’t touched it.
Where has it gone then?
I haven’t touched it.
I have caught thee trifling with it before.
She says she haven’t touched it Katherine.
How thou couldst lose my father’s silver wine cup...
...in this hovel, I cannot know.
- I have no... - Peace child, it is gone.
Did a wolf vanish that too?
She haven’t touched it Katherine.
What is amiss on this farm?
It is not natural.
Caleb?
Will you read out the chapter of The Word tonight?
We must find some light in our darkness.
Tomorrow we will have a fast day but for our sins.
Thomasin...
Didst not bed them down before supper?
You must sleep tonight, Kate.
Thou dost remember I love thee?
I do.
List me Kate.
I fear thou lookst too much upon this affliction.
We must bend our thoughts towards God,
not ourselves.
He hath never taken a child from us.
Never a one, Kate.
Who might earn such grace?
We have been ungrateful of God’s love.
- He hath cursed this family. - No.
He hath taken us into...
...a very low condition to humble us and to show us more of his grace.
Was not Christ was led into the wilderness to be ill met by the devil?
We should ne’er left the plantation.
Kate...
- We should never have left. - That damned church!
There is naught hither.
What need we? Silver Chalices?
How dare you chide me on a cup?
Tis not for vanity that I am grieved of it.
Katherine, I must tell thee...
- We might have sold it. - What?
What fool will trade for our corn?
List me.
Our daughter hath begat the sign of her womanhood.
Thomasin?
Caleb?
Are y’abed?
Mercy?
Jonas?
She’s old enough.
She must leave to serve another family.
Twas not her fault. must tell thee Kate...
It was thine for taking thy family hither.
- This is Godly land. - Godly?
Our children are being fostered up like savages.
Kate!
How oft I begged and begged thee to take Samuel for baptism.
They’d not baptize outside the congregation
- Our Sam is in hell! - Go to.
God save us, Caleb is well.
We must keep him still. And Thomasin.
That corn is trash.
We cannot back to that church!
- We will starve! - Peace. Peace.
You’ll wake ‘em. Peace.
I’ll to the village with the horse and Thomasin tomorrow.
The Tildens or the Whytings,
they can make use of her.
They are good folk.
Stop. Kate.
We will find food. I know it.
Caleb?
What are you doing?
Go to sleep.
What’s this? Tell me. Now!
- Running away then? - No.
- Lie not to me. - I don’t.
Then what?
Tell me!
If thou wilt back to sleep, and keep silent of this,
I promise thee, you’ll need not leave to serve the Tildens...
...nor any family else.
I’ll be back by midday.
- Let me along with you. - No.
- Let me along. - I cannot.
If you don't let me along with you,
I’ll wake mother and father this instant.
Well?
- Aye but we did! - Nay.
- We did. - No.
We had glass windows in England.
We haven't been hither so long that you can forget that?
- As you like, Thomasin. - You’ve gone mad!
Dost not remember Fowler laying on the floor in the sun?
- You must! - Nay.
And where the sun would shine, would he warm himself.
Remember once he lay upon the table,
and Father saw him and he saith “we will have him for meat!"
"Kate, Kate! We will roast this beast.”
You must remember that!
I remember that day, but no glass.
Well...
...it was pretty.
What is’t boy?
Burt, calm thee.
Fowler Nay! Fowler!
Stand here with Burt!
Caleb, no!
I’ll straight back!
He’s gone mad!
- Thomasin! - Caleb!
- Thomasin! - Thomasin!
- Caleb! - Thomasin!
- Caleb! - Caleb!
- Thomasin! - Caleb!
Thomasin!
Caleb!
Thomasin!
Folwer!
"O God my Lord, I now begin, O help me and I'll leave my sin."
"For I repentant now shall be, from evil I will turn to thee."
"None ever shall destroy my faith, nor do I mind what Satan saith."
"O God my Lord, I now begin, O help me and I'll leave my sin."
"For I repentant now shall be, from evil I will turn to thee."
"None ever shall destroy my faith, nor do I mind what Satan saith."
"O God my Lord, I now begin, O help me and I'll leave my sin."
Caleb!
- Caleb! - Father!
Thomasin!
How are you! My girl.
Where is thy brother?
What’s the matter with thee Thomasin? What’s the matter with thee?
I’ll leave at first light and I’ll return not till I find him.
Twould be better to go to the village and raise up help.
Tis a days ride and I have not a horse.
There is not time to be lost.
Well, likely you should have left this morn then.
You have no gun, William, nay, not even a dog. Be not a fool.
I am a fool to go. There is none will help this family.
Let me be.
The moon is bright. Rain bothers me not.
I’ll be back in a two day. If any a man will return with me.
Don’t go Father!
- Please you Father, don’t go! - Enough.
Tell us why you went to The Wood.
- I promised. - I care not.
Let me find favor in your eyes.
Child, tell me and thou wilt.
I...
Speak!
- I.. - I took thy father’s cup.
I sold it.
Forgive me Kate.
Forgive me Thomasin.
What is this?
Katherine, I must make a confession...
I, yestermorn, took Caleb to The Wood.
Twas for food, and the pelts for money. Good money.
I knew you were false! I knew it!
I meant it as a surprise, twas why I kept secret.
I will trap that wolf, Kate.
You stood by whilst our son lied to me!
‘Twas for thy sake. I love thee Kate.
- You took him to the Wood! - I will find him.
You have broken God’s covenant. You are a liar.
- And you have lost another child. - I will go now!
- You cannot escape the wood! - I will find him!
And kill thyself too?
Will Jonas be the man of the house?
Will you damn all your family to death?
- Katherine. - Let go of me.
Picking apples.
Mother?
The goats have bedded down yet?
- Nay. - I'll to it.
Let it wait till the morrow.
They dare not scape with this rain.
Nay, I'll to it.
Please you, Mother.
Come hither child.
Hurry back.
Caleb. Caleb!
Caleb.
Father!
Caleb. Caleb.
What ails Caleb, Black Phillip? What ails him?
Did Thomasin make ‘im sick in The Wood?
What say you?
Black Phillip saith you are wicked.
- Aye, he told me too. - Damn your Black Phillip!
He saith you put the Devil in Caleb, that’s why he’s sick.
I’d never hurt Caleb, nor Sam, nor thee.
- You beat me! - It was a jest.
- You said you’d eat of me! - Mercy!
Mother and Father will find out.
- What? - That you are a witch!
Thomasin!
Thomasin?
Dost remember John Kempe’s son?
That first winter, he was tormented of Indian magic.
Tis not the same.
This is unnatural providence.
- I know not that. - Look at thy son.
- Will... - What?
- Think. - Think what?
- Think. - I have no thought.
- Does this not look like witchcraft? - What witch?
Who does this thing? Who?
Thy thoughts are as a child.
What are you doing?
We’ll back to the plantation in the morn.
Find a good family for Thomasin.
Take Caleb to the Doctors.
He will tell us this be some natural ill or no.
Yet we cannot return as beggars.
I will scour the field. There must be some fruit yet untouched by this rot.
I beseech thee Katherine, what canst thou do for him presently?
How might we all bare it to the village with no horse?
Well, the little corn and the goats, should fetch a fair price.
We’ll back with Caleb and sell em,
return with a horse for the twins and Thomasin.
- You cannot leave them here. - Thomasin and thee...
- Forget the crop Will! - What?
What dost thou want, Katherine?
Tell me and I’ will give it thee!
I want to be home.
Thou shall be home by candle-time tomorrow.
In England.
Will...
I also have a confession to make.
I never meant to be a shrew to thee.
I have become as Job’s wife, I know it,
but since Sam, since...
My heart has turned to stone.
I had dreamed once,
twas when I was of Thomasin’s years,
that I was with Christ upon earth.
I was so very near him,
and in many tears for the assurance of the pardon of my sins,
and I was so ravished with his love towards me,
I thought it far exceeding the affection of the kindest husband.
And since Samuel disappeared,
I have such a sad weakness of faith, I cannot shake it.
I cannot see Christ’s help as near.
I pray and I pray but I cannot.
I fear I cannot ever feel that same measure of love again.
Thou shalt have of it in heaven.
I’ll be in field.
If you can spare a while, do.
We’ll leave at dawn. I promise thee that.
Jonas, Mercy! Come hither!
Speak not a word!
"Black Phillip is a merry merry king, he rules the land with mirth."
- I cannot abide your songs. - Please you, Mercy.
"Black Philip has a mighty mighty sting, he’ll knock thee to the earth."
"Sing bah bah King Phillip the black sing bah bah bah bah bah."
- Peace thou thing. - Mercy. Thomasin.
"Sing bah bah King Phillip the black he’ll knock thee on thy back!"
Enough!
Come.
Get the broad axe and cut off her head.
Get the narrow axe and cut off her head!
Get the broad axe and cut off her head.
Get the narrow axe and cut off her head!
She’s upon me...
She kneels...
My bowels...
My stomach...
She pinches, scratches.
Sin! Sin! Sin!
Thomasin, take the children outside.
Who does this to thee? Who does this?
His mouth is sealed-up.
God! William!
William?
Children, away from this. Thomasin help!
Caleb?
He’ll break his jaws.
Mother?
What is’t?
William?
He is witched!
- ‘Tis she! - No!
- Horrible fancy’s this? - She told me she stole Sam!
Silence.
She gave him to the Devil in The Wood.
- They lie! - What say you?
She turned Flora’s milk to blood.
She had bade us keep secret from you.
- It was but a jest to quiet her. I.. - She made bargain with Satan!
- She signed his book! - Silence.
Don’t let her near me. She’ll place a curse on me.
- They conspire against me. - Thomasin is a witch!
Nay. I’ll not hear it.
I’ll have proof of it, or heaven help thee.
On thy knees!
Look me in the eye daughter.
- Dost thou love the word of God? - Yes.
Love you The Bible? Love you Prayer?
Yes! Yes!
We are children of sin all,
yet I tell thee, I have raised up no witch in this house.
Let us pray,
then we need fear nothing.
We shall never lie open to the wicked one.
Pray for thy brother.
- You must believe us. - Evil, wretches!
- Thomasin! - Thomasin!
Pray!
Our Father, which art in heaven, hallowed be thy name...
Jonas, pray!
I... I cannot remember my prayer.
- What? - Nor I.
I cannot.
- What nonsense is this. - Speak children:
Our Father, which art in heaven, hallowed be thy name...
Pray.
Pray you beasts.
- Get on thy knees and pray! - Damnation!
Thomasin!
Stop!
I cannot hear this. This is not so!
A toad.
A cat.
A crow.
A raven.
A great black dog.
A wolf.
- She desires of my blood. - She desires of my blood.
- She sends ‘em upon me.! - She desires of my blood.
- They feed upon her teats, - She desires of my blood.
- her nether parts!
- She sends ‘em upon me. - She desires of my blood.
- My Lord, My Jesus! Save me! - She desires of my blood.
- Think on Christ! - She sends her Devils...
- I am thine enemy, - She desires of my blood.
wallowing in the blood and filth of my sins.
- The Lord is my shepherd... - I am thine enemy,
I shall not want. He maketh me to rest in green pasture,
and leadeth me by the still waters.
He restoreth my soul, and leadeth me in the paths of righteousness...
- ...for his Names sake. - I am thine enemy,
Yea, though I should walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil.
- For thou art with me. - For thou art with me.
Caleb? Caleb?
Caleb?
Cast the light of thy Countenance upon me.
Spread over me the lap of thy love.
Wash me in the ever-flowing fountains of thy blood.
Wholly thine I am, my sweet Lord Jesus.
My Lord, my love! Kiss me with the kisses of thy mouth.
How lovely art thou!
Thy embrace!
My Lord!
My Lord! My Love!
My soul's salvation,
take me to thy lap!
Caleb.
Wake up, please. Wake up, please.
Wake up. Wake up!
No! Wake up!
He is dead.
Jonas, Mercy. Get up.
Get up!
Get away from him! Go!
Thomasin!
Thomasin! Thomasin! My girl.
This tree will be lovely come spring.
Do you remember when we came hither?
Such a pretty tree.
Next year I’d have sewn a wheat field.
Started at this tree and ended thither.
We’d have been a proper farm then.
Brought us a great fat milk cow,
finished us the barn...
You must tell me, Thomasin...
Tomorrow, I cannot keep secret of this.
A council will be called and thy life is...
- Thy life... - You will not believe me?
I saw the Serpent in my son. You stopped their prayer...
They lie.
I saw it.
Caleb disappeared with thee!
- I love Caleb! - And who then found him,
pale as death,
naked as sin and witched?
Thomasin listen to me.
The bargain thou hast made is of no effect.
I made no bargain.
- Thy soul belongeth to Christ. - I made no bargain.
The Devil hath no interest in thee!
I am no witch, father!
What did I but see in my house?
Will you not hear me?
- I prithee, confess... - Why have you turned against me?
Christ can unwitch us if you will but speak the truth to me.
As I love thee, speak truth!
- You ask me to speak truth? - I beg thee!
You and Mother are planned to rid the farm of me.
Aye. I heard you speak of it.
Is that truth?
You took of Mother’s cup and let her rail at me.
You confessed not till it was too late.
- Is that truth? - Peace thee.
- I will not. - I am thy father!
- You are a hypocrite! - Hold thy tongue Daughter mine!
You took Caleb to The Wood and let me take the blame of that too.
Is that truth?
You let Mother be as thy master!
You cannot bring the crops to yield! You cannot hunt!
- Is that truth enough? - Enough!
Thou canst do nothing save cut wood!
- Bitch! - And you will not hear me!
Must I hear the Devil wag his tongue in thy mouth?
Ask the twins then.
Go and ask them.
They spend all day long babbling to that horned beast.
- They know well his voice. - Go to!
The Adversary oft comes in the shape of a he-goat.
And whispers. Aye, whispers.
He is Lucifer,
you know it.
- The twins know it. - Slander thy brethren no more.
It is they!
From my sight.
Twas they and that goat what bewitched this whole farm.
Lies!
Was’t a wolf stole Sam?
I never saw no wolf.
Mercy told me herself by the stream “I be the witch of the wood!”
Get up. Rise!
- What is this? - Speak!
- I am no witch. - Get her from my sight!
- I’ll not have her in this house. - She is no witch, Katherine.
What is the cause, daughter? Tell thy mother.
- I cannot know for certain. - Thou toldst me well thou knew!
- I cannot look at her. - Aye, but you shall. Thomasin?
Thomasin!
Jonas and Mercy...
They made covenant with The Devil in the shape of Black Phillip.
Dost hear that?
Ye Black minions?
Dost hear that, yolk Devils?
Wake. Wake from this.
Did ye make some unholy bond with that goat?
Speak if this be pretense!
Dissemblers! Grave pretenders all.
Hear me this.
I will not play a fool to children’s games!
This is no sport William.
Yet these lies from our babes’ mouths are but trifles to them.
- I do not lie! - Silence, creature!
Thy son is dead. Damned.
Caleb did but cry Jesus.
- The Devil! - You know it not!
The Devil will speak Scripture too.
You know it not. It is not true!
- We are Damned! - Wake!
Fetch the billhook Wife...
...and I will smite Jonas as Abraham would have done his seed!
No, stop it!
Fetch the billhook and I will dash his skull!
- Do you see? - Stop it.
Do you so see now?
- Father! - Please, Father.
No! It is not safe. Not with them!
Keep me from this goat.
If that old billy be The Devil,
I would have danced with him myself.
I'll break thee out upon the dawn,
and we’ll set back to the plantation.
Think on thy sins.
Are you witches?
Does father think I am?
Are you?
No.
Doth he really speak to thee?
It is my fault.
I confess it.
I confess it!
O my God,
I am false.
I have infected with the filth of pride.
I know it.
I am.
Dispose of me as thou wilt,
yet redeem my children.
They cannot tame their natural evils.
I lie before thee,
a coward...
...and thine enemy,
and I lick the dust of thy earth.
I beg thee,
save my children.
I beg thee my Christ...
I have not damned my family.
My lambs.
My angels!
Mother. We have longed to see you so.
As I to thee!
I must wake thy father!
- He will be so glad. - No,
let him sleep.
We would see you oft mother.
- Would that please you? - Aye.
I have brought a book for you, Mother.
- Will you look at it with me? - Aye.
One moment now,
Samuel is hungry.
Come come, my sweet Sam.
Flora? Flora?
Corruption.
What hast thou done?
Where are they?
- I know not what I saw - Where are they?
I did nothing! She came from the sky. - Devil!
You have their blood upon thy hands!
- It is you. It is you. - I am your daughter!
The Devil is in thee and hath had thee.
You are smeared of his sin.
You reek of Evil.
- You have made a covenant with death! - Mother!
You bewitched thy brother, proud slut!
Did you not think I saw thy sluttish looks to him,
bewitching his eye as any whore?
- What say you to me? - And thy father next!
No! Mother!
You took them from me!
- They are gone! - No!
- You killed my children! - No!
You killed thy father! Witch!
- I love you! I love you mother! - Witch!
Black Phillip.
I conjure thee to speak to me.
Speak as thou dost speak to Jonas and Mercy.
Dost thou understand my English tongue?
Answer me.
What dost thou want?
What canst thou give?
Wouldst thou like the taste of butter?
A pretty dress?
Wouldst thou like to live deliciously?
Yes.
Wouldst thou like to see the world?
What will you from me?
Dost thou see a book before thee?
Remove thy shift.
I cannot write my name.
I will guide thy hand.