(silence)
¶
William: What went we out into this wilderness to find?
Leaving our country, kindred, our father's houses.
We travailed a vast ocean.
For what?
Governor: We must ask thee to be silent.
William: Was it not for the pure and faithful dispensation
of the Gospels and the Kingdom of God?
Governor: No more!
We are your judges, and not you ours.
William: I cannot be judged by false Christians,
for I have done nothing save preach Christ's true Gospel.
Governor: Must you continue to dishonor the laws of the
commonwealth and the Church with your prideful conceit?
¶
William: If my conscience sees it fit.
Governor: Then shall you be banished
from this plantation's liberties!
William: 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.
¶
(singing) ¶ I will confess Jehovah with all heart ¶
¶ In secret and assembly of the just ¶
¶ Great are the works of our Lord Jehovah ¶
¶ Sought out of all that in them do delight ¶
(eerie music ¶)
(dogs barking)
I here confess I've lived in sin.
I've been idle of my work, disobedient of my 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 mine own will, and not The Holy Sprit.
I know I deserve all shame and misery in this life,
and everlasting hellfire.
But I beg thee, for the sake of thy son,
forgive me, show me mercy, show me thy light.
(baby crying)
Thomasin.
Boo!
There you are, there you are.
Boo!
(giggling)
Where is Sam?
Where is that little man?
Boo!!
(giggling) There you are.
(giggling)
Boo!
Sam.
Samuel!
¶
(baby crying)
¶
Thomasin.
(crying)
Sleep.
All will be well, sleep.
(crying)
(rooster crowing)
(praying)
(rooster crowing)
Caleb.
God give you good morrow.
All is still a-bed.
Save mother.
'tis no ease to rise on a grey day.
The devil holds fast your eyelids.
I'll wake 'em.
No, let 'em be.
They mother's not slept a night since...
We can search no more, Caleb.
We cannot.
If not a wolf, then hunger would have taken him yet.
Let's to the wood.
Been a'layin traps for some while now.
Even before this new misery.
Within the wood?
Will thou not help thy father.
You and mother have always forbade us to set foot there.
Caleb, our harvest cannot last the winter.
We must catch our food if we cannot grow it.
We will conquer this wilderness.
It will not consume us.
¶
(children playing)
(silent praying)
(crying)
William: Art thou then born a sinner?
Caleb: Aye, I was conceived in sin, and born in iniquity.
William: And what is thy birth sin?
Adam's sin imputed to me, and a corrupt nature dwelling within me.
William: 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.
William: Soft now.
We must lay it again.
Was, was Samuel born a sinner?
Aye.
Am I then--
We pray he offended 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 passed.
Yet you and mother utter not his name.
He's gone Caleb.
Tell me!
Tell the what?
Is he in Hell?
Caleb!
Mother will not stop her prayer.
And if I died, If I died this day.
What is this?
I hold evil in me heart.
Me sins are not pardoned!
Thou art youngly yet--
And 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 the son of Abraham and who is not.
Who is good and who is evil.
Fain would I tell thee that Sam sleeps in Jesus.
That thou wilt, that I will.
But I cannot tell thee that.
None can.
Caleb?
Where were these from?
From Indian Thom,
and Old Slater, when last they passed through.
What did you trade?
Thy mother's silver cup.
William: Speak none of this to mother.
None.
She is over-wrought already.
I'll tell her of the cup when her grief has passed.
Let's not speak on this again.
Aye.
(whistling)
Fowler!
Fool of an animal.
Fowler.
Fowler, what is t?
(dog barking)
¶
Praise be to God.
Make haste, Caleb.
(dog barking)
Fie upon't!
Caleb: Father, it died.
The other end.
(dog barking)
(gunshot) Ahh.
Father?
Father!
Ughh, Fowler.
¶ Black Phillip, Black Phillip A crown grows out his head ¶
¶ Black Phillip, Black Phillip To nanny queen is wed ¶
¶ Jump to the fence post... ¶
Jonas! Mercy!
Come hither!
(singing)
Jonas! Mercy!
(singing)
(dog barking)
Get back!
You two stop that!
Phillip back!
(singing)
(kids screaming)
Katherine: Heaven's bless us!
(dog barking)
Caleb, hold the gate.
(dog barking)
Caleb.
(growling)
Oh.
(laughing)
I'll have thee quiet.
(dog barking)
Wither 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 them.
They would pay me no mind.
And brush out his woolens.
Help him!
(rooster crows)
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!
Stop.
Stop it! Each of ya, 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 thought I seen an apple tree in valley.
Father brought the gun, for if we glanced that wolf --
Why did you not tell me?
Father wanted it a surprise to cheer you, but there were none.
I thought I seen 'em.
(sigh)
I like you not outside the farm, even to the valley.
Dost hear me?
Caleb, be a good lad and get some water for thy mother.
Stray not from the brook.
¶
Why are you dallyin'?
What then?
What?
Caleb, Caleb!
Stop it.
I meant no harm in it.
What's the matter with thee?
Come hither.
What's a matter with thee, eh?
Shh.
I've seen no apples since we went from England.
I would thou hadst found 'em.
I so wish for one.
(biting)
(laughing)
(leaves rustling)
You hear that?
Aye.
Who's there?
Mercy: 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 you.
Hear me stick a-flying through the trees.
Clickety clackety, clickety clackety.
Mercy!
Clickety clackety.
Why is't when thou dost a wrong, I am a-washing Father's clothes like a slave,
and thou art playing idle?
Because mother hates you.
Spoilt child, tell mother you've left the farm alone.
Black Phillip says I can do what I like.
Double 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 were a wolf stole Sam.
A witch, I've seen her in her riding cloak, about in the wood.
Father showed me the tracks.
It was a witch.
Aye, it was a witch Mercy, you speak right.
Thomasin!
-It was I. -Liar.
'twas I what stole him, I be the Witch of the Wood.
Liar, liar.
I am.
Listen 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.
Mercy: No.
He bade me bring him an unbaptized babe so I stole Sam
and I gave him to me master,
and I'll make any man or thing else vanish I like.
No.
Aye.
And I'll banish thee too if thou displeaseth me.
Be quiet!
Caleb: Mercy, she's but telling fantasies.
Per chance I boil and bake thee since we're a lack of food.
No!
Caleb: Stop Thomasin!
Not true!
It is, thou thing.
How I crave to sink my teeth into thy pink flesh.
(screaming)
If ever thou tellest thy mother of this,
I'll witch thee and thy mother, and Jonas too!
-Caleb! -Stop thy tears and swear by silence.
I swear it.
You'll not tell mother nor father.
I swear.
Caleb: Thomasin!
Let her alone.
Mercy: Get away from her Caleb or she'll witch thee.
Caleb: Why tell Mercy those horrible fantasies?
Thomasin: Does thou hate me now, too?
Caleb: It was a wolf stole Sam.
Thomasin: Leave me be;
go tell mother and father of my wickedness.
Thomasin.
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 promise of the Gospel,
our fear of thy name and the hatred of all our sins,
that we may be assured that the Holy Spirit dwells in us.
That we might be thy children in thy love and mercy,
but as we hunger for this food of our bodies
so our souls hunger for food of eternal life.
Finish soon our days of sin, and bring us to eternal peace
through the purifying blood of thy son our Lord
and only savior Jesus Christ.
Amen.
Thomasin, what's thou done with the silver cup?
Thomasin: Is't not on the shelf?
Nay.
In the six board then.
Ain't there neither.
It's been disappeared for some while.
'tis lose it?
I've not touched it.
Where has it gone then?
Thomasin: I haven't touched it.
Katherine: I've caught thee triflin' with it before.
She says she hasn't touched it, Katherine.
How thou could lose my father's silver wine cup
in this hovel, I cannot know.
I haven't touched it.
Peace child, It's gone.
Did a wolf vanish that too?
She hasn't touched it, Katherine.
What is amiss on this farm?
Hmm?
It is not natural.
Caleb, thou read out a chapter of The Word tonight?
We must find some light in our darkness,
tomorrow we will have a fast day but for our sins.
(sheep bleating)
Thomasin, didst not bed them down before supper?
Baah, baah.
(laughing)
(door creaking)
(sheep bleating)
¶
Oh Holy and blessed Spirit be with me and dwell in me heart.
You must sleep tonight Kate?
This night and evermore, Amen.
Thou dost remember I love thee?
(sniffling)
I do.
List me, Kate, I fear thou dost look too much upon this affliction.
We must turn ourselves towards God, not to ourselves.
He hath never taken a child from us; nary one Kate.
Who might earn such Grace?
We have been grateful of God's love.
Katherine: He hath cursed this family.
William: No...
He hath taken us into a very low condition
to humble us and to show us more of his grace.
Katherine: Was not Christ lead into the wilderness
to be ill met by the Devil?
We should nary have left the plantation.
Kate.
We should never have left!
That damned Church.
There is naught hither.
Well what need we, silver chalices?
How dare you chide me on a cup,
'tis not for vanity that I am grieved of it.
(sniffling)
Katherine, I must tell thee.
We might of sold it.
What?
What fool would trade for our corn?
(sniffling)
List me,
our daughter have begot the sign of her womanhood.
Thomasin?
Caleb?
Are you abed?
Mercy?
Jonas?
She's old enough, she needs to leave to serve another family.
William: 'Twas not her fault, Kate I must tell you.
Katherine: Nay it was thine for taking our family hither.
William: This is Godly land.
Katherine: Godly?
Our children are being fostered up like savages.
William: Kate!
Katherine: How oft I begged and begged
thee to take Samuel for baptism.
William: They'd not baptize outside the congregation.
Katherine: Our son is in Hell!
William: Go to.
Katherine: God save us, Caleb as well.
William: We must keep him still and Thomasin.
Katherine: Our corn is trash!
William: We cannot back to that Church.
Katherine: We will starve!
William: Peace, peace.
You'll wake them, peace.
(crying)
William: Up to the village with the horse and Thomasin tomorrow.
The Tildens or the Whytings, they can make use of her. They're good folk.
Stop, Kate.
We will find food, I know it.
Thomasin: Caleb?
What you doin'?
Go to sleep.
What is this?
Tell me, now.
Runnin' 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
or any family else. I'll be back by mid-day.
Well let me along with ya.
No.
Let me along.
I cannot.
If you don't let me along with ya,
I'll wake mother and father this instant.
¶
Well? Ah, but we did!
Nay.
We did!
No.
We had glass windows in England,
we haven't been hither so long 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.
Where the sun would shine he would warm himself.
Remember once he lay upon the table,
and father saw him and he saith, we'll have em for meat,
Kate, Kate, we will roast this beast.
You must remember that.
Caleb: I remember that day, but no glass.
Well, it was pretty.
(dog barking)
What is it boy?
¶
Caleb: Burt, calm thee!
Fowler!
Nay, Fowler!
Stand here with Burt.
Caleb, no.
I'll straight back.
Thomasin: He's gone mad!
Thomasin!
Caleb!
-Thomasin! -Thomasin!
Caleb!
Thomasin!
Caleb!
Thomasin!
Caleb!
(heavy breathing)
Thomasin!
(attempted whistling)
Fowler!
(heavy breathing)
God, my Lord, I now begin, oh help me and I'll leave my sin,
for I repent and now shall be from evil I will turn to thee,
none ever shall destroy my faith nor do I mind what Satan saith.
Oh God, my Lord, I now begin, oh help me and I'll leave my sin,
for I repent and now shall be from evil I will turn to thee,
none ever shall destroy my faith,
nor do I mind what Satan saith.
Oh God, my Lord, I now begin, oh help me and I --
(dog barking, yelping)
¶
Caleb!
¶
Caleb!
¶
Caleb!
Father!
Thomasin, oh my girl, my girl.
Where is thy brother?
¶
(thunderstorm)
What's the matter with thee, Thomasin,
what's the matter with thee?
I'll set off at first light,
I'll not return until I've found him.
T'would be better to go to the village to raise up help,
William: 'Tis a day's ride and I have no horse,
there's no time to be lost.
Likely you should have left this morn then.
You have no gun William, and not even a dog, be not a fool!
William: I am a fool to go. There is none will help this family.
Let me be!
The moon is bright, the rain bothers me not,
I'll be back in a two day, if any a man will return with me.
Don't go, Father!
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 um --
Katherine: Speak!
I--
I took thy father's cup,
I sold it.
Forgive me Kate, forgive me Thomasin.
What is this?
Katherine, I must make 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, that is why I kept secret,
I will trap that wolf, Kate.
You stood by whilst our son lied to me.
Twas for thy's sake, I love thee, Kate.
You took him to the woods!
I will find him!
You've broken God's code and you're a liar,
and you've lost another child.
I will go now.
You cannot escape the woods.
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!
(crying)
(rain falling)
Picking apples.
Mother, have the goats been bedded down yet?
Nay.
I'll to it.
Let it wait 'til the morrow, They dare not scape with this rain.
Thomasin: Nay, I'll to it.
Please you, Mother.
Come hither, Child.
Hurry back.
(heavy rainfall)
(humming)
(rustling) (gasps)
Thomasin: Caleb...
Father!
Caleb, Caleb...
¶
Shhh.
¶
Katherine: Oh, merciful Father.
...the Lord, and giver of life.
The soul Jesus Christ...beseech thee.
Look down from Heaven upon them
with those eyes of grace and compassion.
Pity thy wounded servant.
(crack)
(rain falling)
Baa, Baa.
Baa, Baa, Baa.
What ails Caleb, Black Phillip?
What ails him?
Did Thomasin make him sick in the wood?
What say you?
Black Phillip says you are wicked.
Aye, he told me too.
Damn your Black Phillip.
He said you put the Devil in Caleb, that's why he's sick.
I'd never hurt Caleb, nor Sam, nor thee.
You beat me.
'Twas a jest.
You said you'd eat of me.
Mercy!
Mother and Father will find out.
What?
That you are a witch!
(goats bleat)
Thomasin!
Thomasin?
(splash)
(thunk)
(praying)
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 thoughts.
Does this not look like witchcraft.
What witch?
Who does this then, who?
My thoughts are with the child.
What are you doing?
We'll go back to the plantation in the morning.
Find a good family for Thomasin, take Caleb to the doctor's.
He'll tell if this be some natural ill or no.
Yet we cannot return as beggars.
I'll 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?
With the little corn and the goats, can fetch a fair price. We'll--
We'll back with Caleb and sell 'em,
return with the horse for the twins and Thomasin.
You cannot leave them here!
But Thomasin and thee--
Oh, 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 candletime tomorrow.
In England.
(sigh)
Oh, Will...
I also have a confession to make.
I never meant to be a shrew to thee.
(sobs)
I have become as Job's wife, I know it.
(sobs)
But since Sam...
My heart's turned to stone.
(sigh)
I dreamed once, 'twas when I was of Thomasin's years,
that I was with Christ upon Earth.
Oh, I was so very near him.
And in many tears for the assurance
of the pardon of me sins.
And I was so ravaged with his love towards me...
I thought it far exceedin' 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 is near.
I pray and I pray, but I cannot.
I fear I cannot ever feel that same measure of love again.
Thou shall have of it in Heaven.
I'll be in field.
If you can spare the while, do.
We'll leave at dawn.
I promise thee that.
William: 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... ¶
Peace, thou thing!
Mercy, Thomasin.
¶ Sing bah bah King Phillip the black, He'll knock thee on thy-- ¶
Enough!
(scream)
Come.
Get the broad axe, he'll cut off her head.
Get the narrow axe, he'll cut off her head.
Get the broad axe, he'll cut off her head.
Get the narrow axe, he'll cut off her head.
(gasps)
She's upon me!
She kneels!
My bowels!
My stomach!
She pinches!
(whispers)
Caleb.
Sin! Sin! Sin!
Thomasin, take the children outside.
What does this to thee? What does this?
His mouth has sealed up.
Oh God, William!
William! Get him up!
Hold him!
Children, away from this!
Thomasin, help!
(grunts)
You'll break his jaws.
(grunt)
(choking)
(heavy breathing)
¶
Katherine: William... He is witched!
'Tis she!
No!
What horrible fancy is 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 put a curse on me!
They conspire against me.
Thomasin is a witch!
Nay, I'll not hear it.
I'll have proof, 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, wretched! -Thomasin!
-(screams) -Pray.
All: Our Father, which art in Heaven, hallowed be thy name...
Jonas, pray.
(pained)
I- I cannot remember my prayer.
(moans)
What?
-Nor I. -I cannot.
What nonsense is this?
Speak, children.
Our Father, which art in Heaven... (cries)
...hallowed be thy name.
-Stop it! -Pray.
Pray you beasts.
Get on thy knees and pray!
Damnation!
(screams)
I don't hear this.
This is not so.
(screams)
(gasps)
It's her!
(grunts)
A cat.
A crow.
A raven, a great black dog, a wolf!
(moans)
She desires of my blood!
She sends 'em upon me!
(in unison): She desires of my blood! She desires of my blood!
My lord, my Jesus!
Save me!
-Think on Christ! -She sends her Devils!
I am thine enemy, wallowing in the blood and filth of my sins!
The Lord is my shepherd,
-I shall not want -He maketh me to lie in green pastures,
(all praying over each other)
I am thine enemy, wallowing in the blood and filth of my sins!
For thou art with me!
-(gasping) -Caleb...Caleb...
Cast the light of countenance upon me.
Spread her for me the lap of they love.
Wash me in the everflowing fountains of thy blood.
Holy 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!
(laughs)
My Lord!
My love!
My sole salvation!
Take me to thy lap!
(laughs)
(gasps)
(moans of joy)
Caleb?
Caleb.
(sobs)
Wake up, please!
Wake up, please.
(sobs)
Wake up.
Wake up!
(crying)
He is dead!
(crying)
He is dead!
(sobbing)
Jonas, Mercy get up.
(sobbing)
Get up!
(sobbing)
Get away from him!
Get be gone!
(sobbing)
(crying)
Thomasin!
Thomasin.
(weeping)
This tree will be lovely come spring.
Do you remember when we came hither?
Such a pretty tree.
Next year I'd have sown us a wheat field.
Start it at this tree and end it to thither.
We'd have been a proper farm then.
Brought us a big fat milk cow, finished us the barn.
You must tell me, Thomasin.
Tomorrow I cannot keep secret of this.
The council will be called and thy life is-
Thy life-
Will you not believe me?
I saw the serpents in my son, you stopped their prayer Thom-
They lie!
I saw it.
Caleb disappeared with thee.
I love Caleb.
Then who then found him?
Pale as death.
Naked as sin and witch'd.
Thomasin, listen to me.
The bargain that was 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?
Prithee, comfort.
Why have you turned against me?
Christ can un-witch us if you will but speak truth to me.
As I love thee, speak truth.
You ask me to speak truth?
I beg thee.
You and mother planned to rid the farm of me.
Aye, I heard you speak of it.
Is that truth?
You took of mothers cup and let her rail at me.
You confessed not 'til 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!
(screams) You will not hear me!
(sobbing)
Must I hear the Devil wag his tongue in thy mouth?
(sobs)
Ask the twins then!
Go on, 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, too.
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!
(screaming)
(grunting)
¶
(heavy breathing)
(thud)
(grunt)
(gasp)
What is this?
William: Speak.
I am no witch.
Katherine: Get her from me sight,
I'll not have her in this house!
William: She is no witch, Katherine.
What is the cause, Daughter? Tell thy mother!
I cannot know for certain.
William: Thou toldst me well thou knew.
Katherine: I cannot look at her.
William: Aye, but ye shall.
Thomasin.
Thomasin!
Jonas and Mercy.
They make covenant with the Devil
in the shape of Black Phillip.
William: Dost hear that?
Ye black minions!
Dost hear that, yolk Devils?!
Wake!
Wake from this!
Did ye makes some unholy bond with that goat?
Speak, if this be pretense.
(laughs)
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!
My son is dead, damned!
Caleb did but cry Jesus.
Katherine: The Devil!
Thou know it not.
The Devil will speak scripture, too!
Thou know it not.
'Tis 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!
Stop it!
Fetch the billhook, and I will dash his skull!
(screams)
No!
Do you see?
(sobbing) Stop it...
Do you see now?
(sobs)
Please you, Father?
No, it's not safe.
Not with them!
Keep me from this goat.
If that old billy be the Devil, I'd 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.
(crying)
(goat breathing)
Are you witches?
Does father think I am?
Are you?
No.
Does he really speak to thee?
(heavy breathing)
¶
(grunts)
(crack)
This is my fault.
(sobs)
I confess it.
(sobs)
Oh my God.
My own fault.
I am infected with the filth of pride.
I know it.
I am.
Dispose of me how thou will't.
Yet redeem my children.
They cannot tame their natural evils.
(sobs)
I lie before thee, a coward...
and thine enemy...
and I'll lick the dust of thy earth. I beg thee.
(sobs)
I beg thee.
Save my children.
I beg thee my Christ... I have not damned my family.
(wind, rustling)
¶
(gasps)
Oh me lambs, me angels.
(sighs)
Mother, we have longed to see you so.
As I to thee...
I must wake thy father, he will be so glad.
Caleb: No, let him sleep.
(rustling)
(thud)
(heavy breathing)
(baby cooing)
Caleb: 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.
Oh, one moment now.
Samuel's hungry.
Oh come, come little Sam.
Come, come.
(slurping)
Flora?
¶
(dripping)
(laughs)
(screams)
(choking)
(laughs)
(peck, peck, peck)
(sighs)
(bang)
(screams)
¶
(moans)
(grunts)
Corruption.
Thou art my father.
(screams)
(crash)
¶
What hast thou done?!
(screams)
Where are they?
I know not what I saw.
Where are they!?
I did nothing!
She came from the sky! She-
Devil!
You have their blood upon thy hands!
(crying)
It is you!
I am your daughter!
The Devil is in thee and have had thee.
You are smeared of his sin.
You reek of evil!
You've 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.
(sobs)
You took them from me!
They are gone.
No!
You killed my children!
(screams)
You killed thy father! You witch!
(crying) I love you, I love you.
(screams)
(gasping)
(moans)
(muffled screams)
(choking)
(smack)
(crying)
(gasping)
(sobbing)
(birds chirping)
(chimes)
¶
Black Phillip, I conjure thee to speak to me.
Speak as thou doth 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?
(chimes)
Remove thy shift.
I cannot write my name.
I will guide thy hand.
¶
(whispering)
(chanting)
¶
(whispering)
¶