Love at First Sight The Worst Witch

The founding stone of the school.

It's what makes a magical school magical.

Imagine what it can do for a single witch.

It's gone!

Is Esmeralda Hallow your big sister?

People are saying she lost her magic.

I needed to see her. I could have helped her.

I'm sorry, Ethel.

You've no idea what you've messed up.

BELL CHIMES

It's exactly midnight.

-LOUDLY:

-Happy Halloween!

-Shush!

-WHISPERS:

-Sorry. Happy Halloween.

Are you ready?

DOOR CREAKS

Sh!

Aargh!

THEY SCREAM

SHE LAUGHS

You should see your faces.

I heard you planning your big midnight scare,

so I thought I'd get you instead.

Huh! Well, bad luck.

I wasn't in the LEAST bit frightened.

Yeah? Then why are you still clinging onto Maud?

MILDRED CHUCKLES That was an excellent warm-up.

Now, who's ready for a REAL ghost story?

Under the hood, there was nothing, not even a face.

-Rarr!

-Uh!

Your turn, Sybil.

I've heard there's a ghostly ghoul who lives right here at Cackle's.

-Really?

-Ethel told me.

It's trapped in the top of the topmost turret,

locked in a hideously haunted chest.

-Oooh!

-KNOCKING

-Whoa!

-Uh!

Don't be a scaredy bat, Sybil. It's only Solstice.

I knew that. I just needed some air.

Maybe you should go to bed.

Maybe. It's late.

Come on, then.

We'll see you in the morning.

Night, night. Sleep tight. Don't let the vampires bite!

THEY CHUCKLE

Now, time to get really scary.

But under the hood, there was nothing...

DISTANT WAILING

You're not funny, Enid.

That wasn't me.

WAILING

Cut it out, Maud.

I didn't do anything, I swear.

Really and truly?

-BOTH:

-Really and truly.

Then who or what is making that noise?

INDISTINCT VOICES

-WOMAN:

-Take...and be wise...

Forget him!

Brought you sorrow,

dry your sad and teary eyes.

How many times, I did not forget our anniversary!

Please, just give me a chance to explain.

Oh-woe-woe!

We've got to do something. Put this right.

A witch should never meddle in affairs of the heart.

Do you remember how happy Miss Bat was when

Mr Rowan-Webb came out of the pond?

And do you remember how he'd forgotten everything

except how important she was?

-I suppose.

-It's settled, then.

We'll do whatever we can to help Miss Bat.

Creepy crepes, baked eyeball eggs, slimeade...

And that's just breakfast.

Tonight's feast is going to be epic.

Are you sure this is going to work, Enid?

Absolutely.

Just pour a dash of this emotion potion into Miss Bat's

porridge and she'll be hat-over-heels all over again.

Flying ever higher, on the wings of a dove,

with the next wizard you see, you will fall in love.

Miss Bat, I got you some porridge.

Oh, thank you, dear.

But I couldn't eat a thing.

Tsk!

Enid. Enid, take a seat.

Who's ready for some slimeade?

-Happy Halloween.

-OTHERS:

-Happy Halloween.

-Morning.

-Oh, morning, Sybil.

-Did you sleep OK?

-Yep.

We stayed up all night.

Making up stories about the hideously haunted chest.

Sounds...great.

You are silly, Sybil.

Yeah, witches aren't afraid of ghosts.

Why isn't anything happening?

Maybe the potion's passed its spell-by-date.

Or maybe I got the words mixed up.

Well, sparks should be flying by now

so something's definitely gone wrong.

Hm!

KNOCK AT DOOR

-Esme!

-Ethel!

I'm glad to see you.

But sad we'll be saying goodbye again after the feast.

Maybe. Maybe not.

I know you're struggling, but it would mean a lot if you...

I mean, maybe you won't have to leave

and go to a non-magical school.

What are you talking about?

I've been trying to tell you for weeks and weeks,

but Mum and Dad were always there and I missed your last visit.

I can definitely, 100%,

get you your powers back.

What? How?

Halloween is such a wonderful time of year for witches.

That is why I have something rather smashing lined up.

MAN CLEARS THROAT

That must be a very special delivery.

Wow.

Who's ready for some carving?

Woo!

What a majestic creature.

I must capture your essence.

Don't move!

He's a walking, talking work of art.

Who? Me?

Who else?

Hmm.

Mother always said a big nose never spoilt a handsome face.

I must choose the right shade for those beautiful brown eyes.

-What's happening?

-You don't think it's the potion?

It can't be. They drank the juice ages ago.

Maybe the magic took longer to work cos it got diluted.

Smoky topaz it is.

And shell pink for those luscious lips.

Why are you bringing me up here?

All that bother with the Magic Council

means it's more important than ever that we restore the family name.

Ta-da. Don't say I never do anything for you.

-What is it?

-It's the founding stone of the school.

It will give your powers back.

Might even make you more powerful than you were before.

Oh, no, Ethel, what have you done?

I need you to keep completely still while I paint you.

HE GROANS

-Do you know what's going on?

-Where's Ethel?

Esme's here so she's been excused from class this morning.

I may have accidentally given all the teachers a love potion.

So that's why.

With the next wizard she saw, she fell in love.

If the spell specifies wizard.

Of course!

We've got to keep the school's only wizard away from the teachers

until the magic wears off.

What about Miss Bat?

OK. But you've got to bring her here quickly.

What we can contain, we can control.

Thing is, I'm actually waiting

for an important delivery, so...

No, my muse!

Follow her, Fliss. Come on, Enid.

We've got to find Mr Rowan-Webb before anyone else does.

It's totally against the code to tamper with the founding stone.

I took the stone ages ago and nothing's happened.

Ages ago? Then why isn't anyone looking for it?

Cos everything's fine.

I replaced it with a fake.

I've finally perfected my cloning spell.

Here you are.

My first years are on decorating duty so I thought I'd take a break.

Are you all right?

Not really, dear. You see...

..yesterday was a very important day for me.

Oh.

I met Mr Rowan-Webb many moons ago,

night before Hallows' Eve.

There was a party at my college.

We wore masks, so you couldn't tell which witch was which.

But he only had eyes for me.

MISS BAT SIGHS

We are born with two legs, two arms,

two ears, two eyes...

..but only one heart.

Cos we're supposed to find the other one.

Esme! It's so good to see you.

Well met, Beatrice. Well met, Clarice.

-BOTH:

-Well met.

-Your first Halloween at Cackle's, you must be so excited.

It's the best time to be a witch.

I did it again, didn't I?

It's OK. You're right.

-We'd better get on.

-Yeah.

Where did you both come from?

-Nowhere.

-You haven't been up in that turret, have you?

Ethel says there's a ghostly ghoul who's trapped in the chest.

There was. Is.

We were just...

..checking if it was still trapped.

But you mustn't go up there. It's not safe.

-Do you hear me, Sybil?

-OK.

He said something about a delivery.

-There he is!

-Ah.

Miss Hardbroom, stop!

No shouting in the corridors.

Pardon me, Miss Hardbroom.

And categorically no running.

Sorry, Miss Hardbroom.

-Aahhh-oooh!

-Enid Nightshade!

Have you taken leave of your senses?

Aaah-oooh!

Aaah!

Sorry, I didn't see you there.

Probably because you lack personality, presence, charm.

What is wrong with everyone today?

It's OK.

I think the potion's worn off.

I'm not so sure. I think this might be how Miss Hardbroom flirts.

All men are fools, but you are the king!

There you are!

That's it. I'm out of here.

-Oh, not again!

-Come back this instant!

What we can contain, we can control.

Algernon?

What is going on?

Well, it's...hard to explain.

Try me.

Oh, ex-to-dimity!

OK. Let's start at the beginning.

How did you find the stone?

I took it from Sybil's room after the fire.

-Why did Sybil have it?

-That's not important.

I took it, cloned it and put the copied one back where it belongs.

And let this stone be where it wants,

not this place, but two at once.

I cloned myself, too so I could go and tell you,

but that all went wrong.

It's really easy.

I found this old spell.

My powers have gone, my powers have flown,

share with me your powers, o gracious stone.

I'm sorry, Ethel. It's not that I'm not grateful, but...

-But what?

-My principles are more important than my powers.

Right. Great.

In that case, I'm sorry I wasted your time.

-And mine.

-Ethel.

We'd better get a move on.

You've got a lot of people to say goodbye to.

A lot of people who care about you, who want you to do well.

-Hey! Look at this.

-Oh, please!

Yeah, very good.

-Will you just leave...

-On the shoulders.

-..me alone?

-Back to my knees.

-Yeah, back to your knees.

-You've never seen skills like this before, have you?

-Please...

On my nose. Around the world.

Algie, darling!

You've forgiven me!

Of course, my love, I'd forgive you anything.

Oh, Gwen, I...

-Who's that?

-Who, dearest?

Only the most gorgeous wizard in the whole wide world.

Hello, you.

He's fallen in love with himself.

He's the first wizard he saw. So?

Me and Millie will deal with Mr Rowan-Webb.

-You two distract the others.

-How?

Ow, my knee!

-I think it's broken!

-Oh!

Don't move, Enid. ENID WAILS

We think it's broken.

Step inside the classroom.

Oh, come back, you handsome devil, you!

Can I borrow a kiss?

I promise I'll give it back.

What we do now?

Leave, and hope no-one finds him before the potion wears off.

-You think he'll stay?

-You. Yes, you.

Could you please stop being quite so adorable?

He's not going anywhere.

Esme.

Well met, Mildred. Well met, Maud.

You haven't seen any of the teachers, have you?

-Nuh-uh.

-No.

Just wanted to say a few goodbyes.

Esme's supposed to be starting her non-magical school next week.

-Oh, no.

-It's not that bad, honest.

If there's anything you want to know...

Like she'd want advice from you.

Actually, I do have a few questions, if you don't mind?

Course not.

I'll stay here, keep watch.

I've tried netball and catching the bus,

but everything else will be new.

You'll be a bit like me when I started at Cackle's.

Behind in every subject.

You've caught up now though?

Well, I don't know about that,

but I do know that friends are the most important thing.

-You're bound to make plenty of those.

-Please.

Why don't we meet up later?

Fine. Whatever.

Will you come to my room, then?

I need to ask you a bit of a favour.

Beetle's breath and myrtle flower,

keep my sister in this tower.

In this room, she must dwell,

till her magic can break the spell.

What we can contain, we can control.

What we can contain, we can con...

Uh, can I help you?

I'm looking for Mr Rowan-Webb.

As am I!

He's not here at the moment.

-But...

-ALGERNON:

-I can see you sneaking a peak at me.

I also need a quick word.

A rather pressing matter.

Stay back, all of you!

What on earth is going on?

Maud?

I wonder what Miss Drill's got up to.

You don't think the ghostly ghoul's got her!

Don't worry. Esme told me it's still trapped.

You know they made that all up?

-Esme wouldn't lie.

-Really?

-Prove it.

-How can I?

Go up to the turret and see for yourself.

OK...I will.

You'll be all right. Just remember, witches aren't afraid of ghosts.

THEY SNIGGER

No, Miss Cackle, don't!

Thank you, Mildred, but forewarned is forearmed.

26, 27, 28...

I know you like the technique.

..29, 30.

Such exquisite bone structure.

Well, that was a bit embarrassing.

I really must fly.

Gwen, wait.

I have got you something.

It only arrived this morning.

I so wanted you to have it yesterday.

But, well, you know what snail mail is like...

-BOTH:

-A bit sluggish.

-THEY CHUCKLE

You see, Mildred,

a witch should never meddle in affairs of the heart.

Ah!

It's the same butterfly mask...

..that you wore to bewitch me all those years ago.

So, you didn't forget?

I couldn't. I wouldn't.

Never mind butterflies,

I feel the whole zoo when I'm with you.

Aww!

Looks like they didn't need your help after all.

Witches aren't afraid of ghosts.

Witches aren't afraid of ghosts.

The hideously haunted chest.

It's fine. I've left anyway.

It won't matter if I get caught taking the stone back.

Thanks, sis.

Why are you being so nice?

It's really not like you.

You never said why you took the stone.

I wanted things to be normal again.

-What things?

-Everything.

Like the fact that Mother isn't really talking to you right now?

Can you believe she blames me for what happened to you?

It's totally unfair.

So this was all about you getting back in Mother's good books?

You saving the family name?

Sorry to disappoint.

-MUFFLED:

-Help! Help me, I'm trapped!

Please!

Hello?

Help, please!

Can anybody hear me?

Mildred, we've been looking for you.

-We're a bit worried.

-Beatrice is. I'm sure she's fine.

Sorry, what are you talking about?

It's Sybil. She's gone missing.

They think Sybil's gone up to the topmost turret.

Looking for a ghostly ghoul.

They don't like to admit it, but I think they are too scared

to look for her themselves. I told them I'd handle it.

Ethel?

What was all that about?

You stay here. I'll find out.

Help! Please, help!

Hello. Please, help!

Sybil, what are you doing out there?

No, stop. Stop!

-SYBIL SCREAMS

-Hold on, hold on!

-Sybil!

-Esme, don't leave me!

-MUFFLED:

-Help! Help!

SYBIL SCREAMS

Esme, I can't hold on! Help!

Help me, please!

Esme, hurry up!

My powers have gone, my powers have flown,

share with me your powers, o gracious stone.

I'm falling!

SHE SCREAMS

I heard a scream. Is everyone OK?

This is none of your business.

Why did you bring Sybil here?

She was on the roof, she fell.

Esme saved me.

You've got your magic back?

I took it from the stone. I had no choice.

There's something wrong with the academy.

It's like the magic is broken.

Magic cannot break.

You've killed it!

What does it mean when a founding stone dies?

Could the hallow who reignited the founding stone please show yourself?

Magic will never work here ever again.