Hansel & Gretel: Witch Hunters Page #2

- Oh, no, no.

- You go ahead.

- All right.

Okay. How do you best kill a witch?

Hansel?

Cutting off their heads tends to work.

Ripping out their hearts.

And skinning them is also nice.

Yeah, but burning is the best way.

'Cause that's the only way to be safe.

- Burning, yeah, of course.

- Burn them all.

Is it true that witches can't harm you?

Well, no, that is horseshit, son.

Their magic doesn't work on us.

And they haven't killed us, yet.

Do you think that's because of

the witch that you burned

when you were children?

I guess that's how

it all started for you guys.

I mean, is that how

you became witch hunters?

How did you get your guns?

- How did you get your weapons?

- Okay, okay.

There's lots of things to do.

You're a really nice kid,

but we have a town under attack.

She killed them!

She killed them all.

Who killed what?

The witch!

She killed the trackers. All of them.

She gave me a message.

For you all.

The Curse of Hunger

for Crawling Things.

I f***ing hate that one.

That was awesome.

The witch hunters are near,

I can smell their stench.

Your plan's working.

Did you bring the preparations?

Of course, Muriel.

Oiled frogs,

fattened on possum maggots.

And Carpathian nightshade,

deadly to the touch, most rare.

And, Muriel,

we brought something to test it with.

Open your mouth.

Open!

Swallow, little pig!

He's ready.

It's working.

It's not even warm.

Muriel, this could change everything.

It will change everything.

We will be invincible.

Take it out.

Take it out! Take it out!

It's of no use if it doesn't last.

I can make it last.

Forever.

Where are we going?

We're almost there.

Hey.

Hey.

I just had this really weird dream.

- Oh, yeah?

- Yeah.

About what?

I think it was about our mother.

We don't talk about that.

Go to sleep.

What do you think? Boy, girl?

Okay. Here you go. I'll take this.

A little small for you, maybe.

Oh, hello.

No, this, this is...

This is not for me.

So, how goes the witch hunting?

It's good. Witch hunting's good.

It's strange being among these people.

Yeah?

If you hadn't come,

they'd have burned me alive.

Yeah, well, I probably

would have let them,

but I'm old-fashioned that way.

My sister, however,

requires a little bit more evidence

before someone gets roasted.

Have you ever come across a witch

that you didn't want to kill?

No, never.

The only good witch is a dead witch.

Can you hold this?

Are you all right?

Yeah.

When I was a kid,

a witch made me eat

so much candy, I got sick.

Something happened to me.

I have to take this injection

every few hours or else I die.

You have the sugar sickness.

I actually know a thing or two about it

if you ever need any help...

it's all right.

- So...

- I'm fine.

It was good seeing you.

Yeah.

You're very handsome.

And no man in this town

will walk with me.

And you have

my pumpkin.

L... l have to go.

See you.

It'll all be perfect.

Daddy! Daddy, please help me! I'm lost!

Daddy, please!

Please help me! I'm lost!

Daddy, I'm scared!

I'm alone in the woods!

I can help you, little boy.

Sweet little boy.

Please help me!

Daddy! I'm scared!

I'm alone in the woods!

Please help...

You move, you die.

Get her wand.

Will you stop that?

I like your toys.

They have brought

a live witch into my office!

They need to interrogate her.

That's all there is to it. Now...

Good night, Sheriff.

Hey, wake up.

What is she doing?

I have no idea.

I see them.

Is she there?

That Gretel b*tch?

Yes, under the moon,

over the sheriff,

in the town.

There she is.

Good morning, sunshine.

You tell us what we want

and this might not end up

being the most painful night of your life.

Why don't you two go f*** yourselves?

No, no, better, f*** each other.

These witches, they never learn.

Let's try this again.

Where are the children? Why so many?

Where are the children?

The blood of the twelve moons

will soon be collected.

And after that,

only one object remains.

Why don't you just burn her?

We're wasting our time. She's useless.

Twelve moons. Twelve...

Twelve, twelve...

How many children

have been taken so far?

I don't know, ten or eleven.

The files. We need to count them.

- It's eleven.

- Eleven. Twelve moons.

They need one more child.

One more child.

Look,

there's gotta be some sort of pattern.

- Look for their age...

- Yeah.

...hair color, genders, something.

- I've got five girls.

- Six boys.

You need another girl?

"Twelve moons," what does that mean?

It's a month. it's a month.

There's no April. April is missing.

It's April.

They need a girl born in April.

You are too late.

- Go!

- Yes!

Sheriff, birth records of Augsburg.

Do you have them here?

It is there.

Strictly for the law of this town, not for

filthy bounty hunters like yourself.

Come on.

There can't be that many.

- Anything?

- I only got one!

Little girl, six years old, born April 8th.

- She's the only one I could find.

- You go.

This girl, do you know her?

Yes, I know her. Mary Behlmer.

Where does she live?

Sheriff, she's in danger!

Fire! Fire!

Time is up. Tell me where she lives.

Over here!

Mama!

Stop! Stop right there!

Oh, no! No, no. Oh, no.

No, Lucas! Lucas.

No!

Damn you!

Too late, already damned.

Take her back!

To the well!

Over here!

We need more help!

Now whatever happens,

I want you to stay cool.

- Follow my lead. Okay?

- Got it.

Are you a good shot?

No.

Not really.

That's why I use a shotgun.

Gretel,

the famous witch hunter.

Finally we meet.

Who are you?

I see you got my invitation.

Say your name

or I'll pin you to the f***ing wall.

I go by many names,

none of which

you're worthy of pronouncing.

Oh, my God.

Help! Help!

Please!

Hey!

F*** you!

Help!

Feisty b*tch.

Sh*t.

Don't worry. I'm not going to kill you.

Not now.

And not like this.

You

have something I need.

The last ingredient.

Humans have such ghastly taste.

I think this place...

...could use a bit

of color.

Sh*t!

I'm gonna f***ing kill you.

Yes. No, people. Please be calm.

Yeah, one at a time.

Look what his witch hunters

have brought to Augsburg.

Seven people burnt to death in the fire.

And another young, innocent child taken

because of those witch hunters.

No.

Because of you.

I say bring them all to justice.

- Yeah!

- Yeah!

No! No!

The witch hunters are not the ones

to blame for this.

This is madness.

People,

hasn't enough blood been shed?

No, no...

Not enough, Mayor.

Not yet.

- Good morning.

- What are you doing?

You were covered in filth, so I was just

cleaning.

What happened?

Well, the witches took a young girl,

and a lot of people died in the fires.

And now the Sheriff,

he's blaming you and your brother

for what happened last night.

Augsburg's not really

safe for you anymore.

And my brother?

Last time I saw him,

he was fighting one of them

on her broom, flying out of town.

Right.

Wow.

Where did you get all this stuff?

From everywhere.

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