The Mists of Time The Worst Witch

WIND WHISTLES

Oh!

CROWS CAW OVERHEAD

INAUDIBLE CHATTER

Whoa!

You thought I was going to drop this then, didn't you?

Oh!

Morning!

Not to worry.

Oh, thanks, Esmeralda!

I'm such an idiot.

No, you're not.

Yes, you are.

Imagine being her. Just basically being the best witch in the Academy.

As my grandma Mona always says,

we are what we are, and that's never going to change.

Every year group is to go to their class immediately.

The Academy is now under lockdown.

-What is it, Miss Cackle?

-They're back.

-What are?

-The mists of time.

Ooh, the mists! We're done for. Careful everyone!

I'll be two minutes, Miss Cackle.

-Nightstar's still out there. I'll find her.

-Too late, Ethel.

All exits have been sealed.

Miss Hardbroom, if you could come with me?

Miss Drill, if you could look after the first years?

Certainly, Miss Cackle. Come on.

But what if Nightstar can't find her way back?

You couldn't get out even if you wanted to.

I know a way.

Mildred!

Ethel!

We'll be back before anyone even notices we've gone.

Right, up here.

THEY GRUNT WITH EFFORT

Come on, up you get. Come on!

-Mildred, you're squashing my face!

-Sorry!

OK!

Nightstar?

Nightstar!

Felicity Foxglove?

-Here, Miss Drill.

-Ethel Hallow?

Ethel Hallow?

Excuse me, Miss Drill.

What's so bad about going out into the mist anyway?

Believe me, girls.

This is not just a mist.

It is THE mist.

If anyone were to enter, the consequences could be truly...

Hold on, where is Ethel?

And where is Mildred Hubble?

SHE GULPS

CAT MEOWS

Nightstar?

Meowww!

Oh, she likes her breakfast...

..to go.

Well, if Nightstar's gone back inside, we'd better do the same.

We can't leave them out there, it's far too dangerous.

If you follow them, you could make everything worse.

I remember what happened when the mists last descended.

It changed everything between Agatha and me.

It can't get much worse!

Wait, please. As long as Mildred and Ethel come back into the building

at exactly the same place they left it,

there really is nothing to worry about.

Oh, no!

The dinner witches.

We're going to have to find another way back in.

BELL RINGS

Mildred, you didn't have to help me then.

So I just wanted to say...

Shhh!

-Maud?

-No.

Mona. Did anyone tell you this whole place is on lockdown?

Who are they?

We're in Miss Hardbroom's year.

Never heard of her.

-You new?

-No.

But you must be, if you've never heard of HB.

I suppose you've never heard of Miss Cackle either?

Even though you're in her office?

It's Mrs Cackle.

-You pond bat.

-No, it isn't.

Mrs Alma?

What happened to Miss Ada?

DOOR SLAMS

-Ada!

-Yes, ma'am?

-Agatha!

-Yes, ma'am?

Spellbody!

Those weren't any old twins.

They were Miss Cackle and Agatha!

And Mona was Maud's grandma.

We've gone back in time!

This isn't the Cackles of the present.

This is the Cackles of the past!

They say that in every school there's always one,

but in ours, there are two,

and they both just happen to be my daughters.

I've long since despaired of you, Agatha, but now,

your behaviour seems to be rubbing off on your sister

and your friend, too!

Ada, as the eldest, I expect a lot better from you.

I'm only 13 minutes older.

You entered my study without my permission

and tried to take my spell book!

We thought some magic would...

liven class up a bit.

Being stuck in all morning because of the stupid mist is boring.

On the contrary, this is the perfect opportunity

to take the official year group photograph.

Just because you're my heir, Ada,

does not mean you'll take over this place, whatever.

Yes, it does. And she's going to let me run it with her.

Not if you carry on like this, Agatha.

If any of you three set foot in here again,

you'll be excluded permanently.

And the Academy...

..will never be yours.

I don't believe it. It's Miss Drill, too.

Except, I suppose it isn't.

It must be her mum instead.

"The Mists Of Time.

"Many moons ago, a great wizard enchanted a thick mist

"so he could step between that and the last mist to have descended.

"But no-one should ever meddle with time, and after he had entered it,

"he was never seen again."

Oh...

"Such mists come and go within minutes,

"and anyone finding themselves in the wrong moment of history

"when they fade will be trapped there for eternity."

It doesn't tell us how to get back.

What if we're trapped like that great wizard?

What if I never get to see Mum or Maud or Tabby again?

What if I have to spend the next 50 years with you?

At least you've got Nightstar.

-She must be back here, too.

-Great.

So, now she's more lost than ever.

We're going to need help.

Even if we do find her, we still won't know how to get home.

But I know someone who will.

Mildred...!

This is no time for vandalism.

Actually, Ethel,

it's the perfect time.

Right, er...

Right, if you could take a seat there, next to Felicia, please.

And just move in.

-Mrs Cackle.

-Marvellous.

-Gorgeous.

-Would you like to take a look?

-Absolutely.

In the...

-In the top.

-Oh!

-Marvellous.

-Yeah?

-Marvellous.

-Great.

OK.

And, collars, ladies.

What are we going to do now?

Well, we need to do exactly as Mother says, or...

She has so much power, and we have so little,

so why don't we take some?

An extraction spell?

If she had a teeny bit less, it wouldn't make any difference to her.

But if we had a teeny bit more,

she might finally start respecting us as witches.

You'd need her spell book for that, though,

and you know what she says about us going in her study.

Which means we have to find someone else to go in there for us.

The new girls.

We need your help.

Me?

It wouldn't matter what time I was in, I'd always trust a Spellbody.

We know you're not supposed to leave this room, but I've lost my cat,

and if we don't find her before the mists lift,

you're going to be seeing a lot more of us.

Ladies? Over here!

We'll help you.

But...only if you help us, too.

Please, tell us what's going on, Miss Drill.

Are Mildred and Ethel in some sort of danger?

No, they'll be back at any minute.

Please, girls, just get on with your work.

No, they won't!

"Help! We're stuck in the past.

"Send Miss Cackle. Mildred."

Aren't we going to get into trouble for this?

No more trouble than we'll get into for looking for your cat.

Come on, Mildred.

Your mum's kept all the trophies and certificates you've won.

A lot more in yours than hers.

Typical big-sister favouritism.

Exactly.

Is that it?

No.

Well, this is!

"Alma Cackle's Little Book Of Spells And Potions.

"Private and confidential."

Right.

Let's find Nightstar.

I don't think so.

You promised!

You don't know me very well, do you?

Mona, please, you have to help us.

Why?

Don't tell her, Mildred.

We can't tinker with time, remember.

Because...

..I'm best friends with your grand-daughter.

I warned you, Miss Spellbody.

Now, gather your things immediately. And as for you...

Ethel, the mists are clearing!

Do you even go to this school?

Desk graffiti is hardly evidence.

Anyone could have done it.

The fact is, we still have no idea

whether Mildred and Ethel are actually in the past or not.

Oh, yes, we do.

-That wasn't meant to happen.

-No, it wasn't.

And if Mona really is expelled, it could change her whole life.

And if her life changes, so will Maud's.

It could turn her into someone else entirely.

What are you looking at, Fright Shade?

If you want a spell-bashing from the Spellbody,

you're going the right way about it.

Nightstar, Nightstar!

I don't understand it. She always comes when I call!

I've really done it this time.

I've got Grandma Mona expelled, messed up the present,

and now we're about to be trapped in the past forever.

Oh, dear. That doesn't sound like the best day's work, Mildred.

Miss Cackle, you came!

Do you know how we get out of here?

If your hand be not visible in front of your face,

step back into a forgotten place.

To return, retrace your steps

and walk from the last mist into the next.

So, we need to go back outside,

and then come back in the same way we left?

Yes, Mildred, you do.

But now I've moved in time, I can't move us in space,

so you really need to get a move on.

We can't go yet!

We still haven't found Nightstar.

I'm sorry, Ethel,

but I need to get you two through that grate

before the mists disappear completely.

What about you?

Sounds like I'm going to have to persuade my mother

to change her mind about Mona before we're lumbered with

a different Maud and a different everybody.

Is there anything else, anything at all you've disrupted or disturbed?

Good.

Now come on.

I wonder what happened to Mona.

Who cares?

Hey, we only need two of those.

I'm tripling every ingredient.

In fact, I'm times-ing them by ten.

-Why?

-We're not just going to take some of Mother's powers,

we're going to take all of it.

We can't do that!

The academy's going to be ours eventually, Ada.

We're just speeding up the process.

We're not old enough to be head teachers yet.

Imagine it, a school without rules, where the pupils are in charge,

and not the staff.

No, Agatha. I can't do that to Mother.

Well, forget who's the eldest, I'm going to run this place on my own.

FOOTSTEPS APPROACH

It worked!

Mildred.

I didn't want to say anything in front of Ethel,

but there is one more thing.

Something I've taken from your mother's study.

-Stolen?

-Yes.

I did it for you.

It's your birth scroll, and there's something you need to know.

You're not the eldest.

Agatha is.

She was born 13 minutes before you.

Your mother just told you it was the other way round.

Then Cackles is rightfully hers!

You need to go in, too.

Will you make sure Mona's allowed to stay?

Miss Spellbody's the least of my worries now.

My sister is about to throw everything away,

so I must try to stop her.

You can't do that, no-one should meddle with time.

Mona!

You're not going home, you're coming with me.

Who are you?

-Don't tell her!

-Mildred!

-We can't mess anything else up.

-I'm not.

I'm fixing things.

I'll tell you who I am,

I'm you.

You can't handle Mother's power, you're not ready.

The potion will just explode and you will be sent to Wormwood's Academy.

Only the wickedest of witches end up there.

You'll permanently be labelled the bad girl,

whilst I'll go on to be head girl.

When we do run this place together, that will be a disaster too.

It doesn't have to be that way, though.

Put the bag down, Agatha.

Let's rewrite history.

I don't want to be head girl!

And I definitely don't want to be you.

If you're not going to take Mother's powers,

then I am.

You've not persuaded your sister to be good, Miss Cackle,

you've just turned your younger self bad.

Where's Ada gone?

The junk room. It's where we always go.

Your bedroom?

Mona being expelled was bad enough.

But if you're expelled too, it'll change everything.

I'm warning you, if you don't get to work this minute,

you will be spending the afternoon outside Miss Cackle's door.

Again!

All right, Miss Drill, take a chill-out potion.

"Maud! Miss Cackle's about to change everything.

"Tell Miss Drill. Mildred."

Why would Mildred Hubble ask you for help?

Well, she can't really ask a friend, can she?

-She hasn't got any.

-What is it now, Maud?!

Nothing, Miss Drill.

Nothing at all.

You again! Who are you?

Same as me, someone from Cackle's future.

Mother...

It's Ada.

The mists?

Yes. And if you don't help us, we won't have a school to return to.

Whiskers of a lion.

Petals of a flower.

Make Mother's magic mine, and give me her...

Stop!

I'm not interested in anything you have to say.

Then what about me? I didn't want you to know about the future,

but now you do, there's more you need to know, too.

I'm not a good witch.

I might even be the worst one ever.

But you've never stopped believing in me.

You don't just go on to become a head,

you go on to become a great one.

You're a good person, Ada.

So, please,

please don't do this.

It's not you.

I knew you wouldn't go through with this.

But I will.

Make Mother's magic mine and give me her power.

Watch out!

Where are Mildred and Miss Cackle?

-I wish we knew.

-We couldn't even find Nightstar.

Well, well, well.

Look what the black cat dragged in.

Ethel Shallow.

Oh, no. Mona being expelled really has changed things.

No-one even knows it.

Don't worry, we had much the same trouble with her mother.

Not even you.

Why did you lie to us?

I've seen the scroll.

Because of things like this.

You and Agatha might be identical, but you've always been so different.

I knew that if she inherited the school,

she'd never stick to the values on which it's built.

This place needs you.

Now go, quickly.

There's just one more thing.

Please, don't expel Mona. It isn't meant to happen.

Agatha, you're going to Wormwood's.

And you...

Come on, Mildred.

What would I do without you?

You're the best friend I ever had.

Ethel, I am so glad you're back, I was so worried.

Here, take a seat.

Take my seat, whatever.

I just wish we knew what was going on.

I think I do.

Mildred's put things right.

Now she just needs to get out of there, while she still can.

CAT MEOWS

Nightstar!

So that's why you didn't come when Ethel called.

You were with her nan.

Mildred?

I thought she was behind me.

But when I turned around...

So I'm never going to see her again?

Ah, doesn't time fly when you're having fun?

-Mildred!

-Mildred!

She's here!

Your gran seems nice, Ethel.

And do you know what, Maud?

I think yours will be too, now.

But I'm not sure she's right.

About what?

Anyone can change.

I mean, I've seen the naughtiest of witches become the nicest.

So, who knows?

Maybe one day even the worst might become the very best.

I'm so sorry about the mists.

But I can make it up to you.

I won't say a word.

I know the future of the school depends on it.

What does it say in there?

And why didn't you come back when I did?

What's been going on?

Oh, it's nothing to worry about, girls.

-Is it, Mildred?

-No, Miss Cackle.

It's all in the past now.

Lost in the mists of time.