(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)
(OWL HOOTING)
(THUNDER CRACKING)
(WOLF HOWLING)
HILDIE: Oh, how mommy loved birthdays, especially the cake.
Don't forget the spiders, dear Thomas.
They were Mummy's favorite.
-(CHOMP) -(SHRIEKS)
Ow!
(WHISTLES)
(SCREAMS)
-(CHOMPING) -(SCREAMING)
-(CHOMPING) -Ow!
(SHRIEKS)
And the birthday candles, lovey.
That doesn't look like all the candles.
214, Thomas.
That's how old Mother would have been today.
And one for bad luck.
Brilliant work, Thomas!
BOTH: Don't touch that book!
(TEETH CHATTERING)
HILDIE: It was Mother's. And these were her boots.
BEATIE: And this her wand.
HILDIE: Oh, how we miss Mummy dearest.
(HILDIE AND BEATIE SOBBING)
BEATIE: Mummy!
Sure, she was difficult and a wee bit hateful.
And her temper was frightful.
HILDIE: But what we wouldn't trade to have another second with our dear, grumpy Mummy.
We should blow out the candles, Beatie!
BEATIE: Yes, we should.
(EXPLODING)
BEATIE: Firecrackers instead of candles. You've ruined Mummy's cake!
(THUNDER CRACKING)
-We will deal with you after you clean up. -(TEETH CHATTERING)
So, the witches are a little mad. How bad can it really be?
HILDIE: And that's for ruining Mother's birthday!
(BOTH GULP)
(TEETH CHATTERING)
Well, that would be pretty bad. What if you make amends?
You do something wonderful to make up for what you've ruined?
Like, uh, knit them something. Ah?
And what exactly do I do with one sock?
Better.
(KNOCKING)
Okay, forget knitting. No knitting.
Our nimble minds will figure this out.
SPELLBOOK: Bring old Mummy back.
Pay no mind to this spellbook.
Imagine the joy.
NEWT: Don't touch it.
That's Mummy's spellbook.
It's wicked.
It's a second chance for all.
Oh, Thomas, Jerry, we're so grateful to have Mummy back.
More milk, Thomas?
I've got just the spell for you. Three ingredients, that's all.
First one, the eye of a newt.
(GASPS)
I'm kidding. Relax, I love newts.
Hardboiled.
(GASPS)
First, we'll need a hair of a gnat, freshly plucked.
(BUZZING)
(SCREAMS)
(CRASH)
(CHUCKLING)
Next, young wizards, we'll need three goldfish tears.
Uh-oh.
(PLAYING VIOLIN BADLY)
(TEETH CHATTERING)
(SHATTERING)
(VIOLIN PLAYING CONTINUES)
Make it stop. Please, make it stop.
I'll do anything.
SPELLBOOK: And finally, electric eel snot.
Just a thimble full.
(TOM SCREAMS)
(GASPING)
(SNEEZES)
Now, grab Mummy's wand and stir the potion.
(WHIRRING)
Mummy's back!
(THUNDER CRACKING)
The wickedest witch of them all!
BOTH: Mummy?
Now, where were we before my unfortunate demise?
Turning villagers into slugs, I believe.
Oh, what fun! And maybe we practice on cat.
BEATIE: Come, Mother, first let's have tea and catch up.
MUMMY: I don't want tea! I want to turn things into other things.
Send her back now, or everyone will be sorry. Understand?
Where's my wand? Someone find it!
-Now! -(GULPS)
I'll find it, Mummy, don't you worry.
Mummy!
You say one thing, and it's the fireplace for you!
Fix this, Thomas!
Uh, here's your wand, Mummy.
But this is a twig!
So it is.
(CRASH)
HILDIE: Let's have a look outside in the shed. I think I saw it there last.
(SWALLOWS)
(BLOWS RASPBERRY)
Mercy, I ate the page you're looking for.
I'm sorry for not warning you the book was evil.
Oh, wait, I did!
Listen, you can't send Mummy back.
A spellbook without a witch is a very sad story.
(CRYING)
(SPELLBOOK GRUNTS)
What are you...
(MUMBLING) I'm warning you...
Ugh. That was not nice!
(BELLOWING)
(SNORTS)
(EXHALING)
(BELLOWING)
Give up, cat. I'm not giving you the reversal spell.
Ow! Cranky mouse, that hurt!
Never!
You wouldn't.
I never liked that spell anyway.
Oh! Enough already!
You are not a nice mouse.
Okay. A deal!
I give you a hint on how to reverse the spell
if the cranky mouse stops tearing out my pages.
So?
(WHISPERING)
Fine. Two clues. Whatever.
Ready for the first one?
It's easier than it seems.
Riding a bicycle, drinking water.
Oh! Making empanadas.
I like guessing games. Is that so wrong?
Okay, okay. Second and final clue.
Ready? It's in the name.
(CLOCK TICKING)
(BELL DINGING)
You're bluffing, mouse.
(TOM SHRIEKS)
(GASPING)
(SNEEZES)
Sure about that?
Darn it.
(SCREAMING)
But these are the same ingredients as before.
(REWINDING TAPE)
But in reverse.
Reversal spell.
It's in the name and why it's so easy.
It's not all easy.
You'll see.
(BOTH GASP LOUDLY)
Is that my wand?
Give me that!
Oh, we're back together again. I've missed you.
Not so smart, are you?
Any nincompoop knows a reversal spell requires that you turn the wand around.
What have I done?
-Whoo-hoo! -She's gone!
(CHEERING)
HILDIE: (SOOTHINGLY) You're a bad kitty.
(GIGGLES) Just awful, Thomas.
-There will be consequences for this. -(GULPS)
More milk, Thomas?