Agatha All Along

I've missed you.

Don't you want me at my best?

Let me get my purple back.

-And then come find me. -

Okay, Agatha.

Who are you?

My name is...

Someone's put a sigil on that boy.

A "sigil" is a spell?

Gulliver! You've been nothing but bad luck.

Her mom was a witch and also a famous goddess of rock.

-Lorna Wu? -Take it easy.

She wrote the most famous Ballad version.

Rumor has it Lorna Wu was lost to the Witches' Road.

The Road isn't real.

You groupies don't get it. It's just a stupid song.

I really like your tattoo.

My mom made me get it,

'cause she said all the women in our family were cursed.

She wasn't well.

Mom?

Your grandmother died today.

It's my turn now.

It's gonna kill me.

Don't say that.

I can't protect you!

"Tame your fears."

That's what we're up against. Our worst nightmares.

Sharon's dead.

I didn't think you had it in you.

You didn't think who had what in them?

Everybody's being really quiet.

Be respectful.

For all we know, her mother died on The Road, too.

My mom did die on the road.

We don't know that for sure.

She could still be out here.

She died on tour.

Hotel fire.

So, if you're not trying to find her out here,

why did you come with us?

She said The Road would save me.

From what?

Uh...

RIP, Mrs. Hart.

Well, shall we? All right.

Okay.

So, what's the problem now?

A woman is dead, Agatha.

Yes, and Alice and Teen are kindly digging a grave for her.

So, they'll catch up when they can. Vámonos.

Okay.

Mrs. Hart was a bad draft pick, okay?

Of course, The Road killed her. More power for the rest of us.

Setting aside your staggering callousness,

we still have the issue of our incomplete coven.

Oh. Okay. Yes. Okay, now I know the confusion.

We needed the whole gang to access The Road.

But after that, it's anybody's game.

It's like the Ballad says,

"Burn and brew, with coven two, and glory shall be thine."

The Ballad clearly says, "With coven true, glory shall be thine."

- Does it? It's "Coven two." -That doesn't make any sense.

Does if you're a student of the Ballad.

Her mother recorded the most popular version of the Ballad.

-So, maybe we ask Alice? -Okay.

How many witches left The Road with you last time?

Well, whatever. We still need a Green Witch.

We would not have survived the last trial without my expertise.

Not all of us did.

Well, where were you when Mrs. Hart needed protecting?

According to my count,

Mrs. Hart drank two glasses of the poisoned wine.

How many doses of the antidote did she get, Potions Witch?

-This is your fault. -Okay, wow.

-Ooh! -It's everybody's fault.

We were supposed to look out for each other, but we didn't.

That was our fatal mistake.

-Most fatal for Mrs. Hart. -

I wish we could go home.

We can't. We can't go back.

And we shouldn't go forward. Not without a replacement Green Witch.

-People can't be replaced. -Can't they?

What if we summon a backup Green Witch?

To The Road?

There is so much that could go wrong.

So much has already gone wrong.

I mean, aren't we all coven-less witches

and by extension, we're rule-breakers? Right?

I guess we just have to be careful, and specific, but mostly careful.

Yes. Well said.

Now, anybody got a spell book?

Ah!

- Yeah. Okay. -

May she be strong and wise, and the best at her craft.

May she be smart and not annoying.

And also, not super political.

May she be pleasant looking.

-Can she bring some Advil? -

Yes. Okay.

Now what?

Now we wait.

True witchcraft takes time.

The spell must marinate, gestate...

Agatha, what did you do?

What do you mean, what did I do? This was very clearly a group effort.

Oh, my God, did we turn Mrs. Hart into a zombie?

-What spell did we cast? -Why is the print so small?

Mrs. Hart, is that you?

Heard you guys were having a party.

-How did you... -I was in the neighborhood.

Surprise. My lady.

- We just summoned her. - We need her.

What are you doing?

- Agatha, wait. -

What's up? I'm Rio.

-Hello. -What's up?

Hey.

- -So, you're a Green Witch?

Um... Less "a" Green Witch.

More "the" Green Witch.

We're supposed to walk this thing, right?

-Yeah. -Right this way.

-Yes, we are. - Yeah?

Wow. Witches' Road, huh? Okay.

Hmm. Yeah, this is cool.

So, the dangerous-but-charismatic lady is back.

- -Do you wanna talk about it?

Are we in trouble, Agatha?

Like, more than we were ten minutes ago?

Oh, wow.

Check it out. Hmm!

So, what do we think? Can we trust her?

We know nothing about her.

We know Agatha hates her. I'd say that goes in the "pro" column.

Honestly, I don't know how to feel.

Do I hate her? Or do I want her phone number?

-Same. -Right?

- -Yeah. I mean...

-Hello. Hi. How you doin'? -Hello.

Hello.

What a scary bitch.

Here we go again.

Pass.

A mutiny already?

Alice.

Alice.

What's the plan, Alice?

Go back. Go around. Go anywhere but in that house.

Uh... I agree, but The Road clearly does not.

So, I guess we go.

Waxing moon.

The fire phase.

Okay.

Come on.

Don't drink anything. Don't eat anything.

Don't touch anything.

Feels like there's a story there.

Oh, check me out.

Whew!

I mean, seriously. We're an album cover waiting to happen.

The Road changes for the coven.

The Road isn't subtle.

What happens next?

A test.

No cheating this time.

Uh, moi?

Ooh!

Yes, Teen?

I was just thinking about the invite on the mantel.

Maybe there is, like, a riddle or a kickoff for this one, too.

Ooh.

Okay.

Boo.

No.

- -

She was trying to open The Road, wasn't she? With her concerts.

Her fans were her coven.

Two years after this tour,

she had to sell the catalogue to keep our house.

Which is it? Am I wispy or am I kooky?

Uh, a bit of both if I'm honest.

Alice.

-Alice, don't. -Don't what?

-Pardon? -Don't what?

Don't what what?

What...

Knock, knock.

How's the quest for power going?

It's going.

Who are these people?

-Oh, they're my new best friends. -Mmm.

I'm feeling impatient.

I'm feeling like I wanna cause some damage.

You're too early.

It wasn't up to me.

Magick, as it does, took the path of least resistance,

ferried the closest, most appropriate candidate down. Or up.