Hansel & Gretel: Witch Hunters Page #4

of protection against black magic.

I can't believe this.

Where did you find it?

Don't ask, kid.

If this thing does what it says,

it will allow us

to penetrate their protection.

Oh, yeah?

Their wands won't

protect them anymore.

We just need something to bless.

Okay, let's start with this.

I hope this works.

All right.

You ever shoot a gun?

Well, I did win the county fair

three times.

All right. In that case...

Don't touch the gun.

Edward.

What are you doing here?

What's going on?

Muriel.

Edward,

I need your help.

Please, Edward.

Hey! You filthy oaf!

Get the children. We're moving out.

It's time.

Okay, are we good?

Yes.

Well, as far as you go, kid.

But, I will leave you with this.

- Wow!

- Find a place to hide.

Shoot anything that moves.

Good luck.

Shut up!

After tonight,

no sister will be burned on their pyres!

No sister will be ashes on the ground!

I want your brains!

And now,

now we feast!

That's a lot of witches.

Okay.

I'm gonna go down

around the other side.

Push them into the middle,

get them away from the kids.

Now, when you see my signal,

you unleash hell.

Wish me luck.

Wait. Wait. What's the signal?

It'll be me blowing one of these

b*tches' heads off.

Yes.

The hour has come!

The Blood Moon arrives!

The Grand White Witch dies!

Excuse me! Excuse me, ladies. Hi.

It seems as if I've lost my invitation

to your little dinner party here.

I apologize.

But don't worry.

I didn't come empty-handed.

Sisters!

Allow me to introduce you

to the famous witch hunter Hansel.

Personally responsible for the deaths

of over 600.

Listen to me carefully!

If you let my sister

and the children go now,

I'll consider not killing

each and every one of you.

Enough with this.

- Take his f***ing head off.

- Yes.

Please work.

We have to hurry. You get the children.

I'll get her heart!

Now, move!

F***ing...

Eat it!

Walk!

Move it!

Come on!

Gretel!

Edward.

Gretel!

I'm okay! Go get the children!

Stay still!

Get off of me!

No!

Thank you!

- Sh*t!

- Too late.

Gretel!

Thank you.

You okay?

Muriel's still alive.

I'm not done.

Gretel, Mina. Mina, Gretel.

- Hey.

- I need that.

- Okay.

- She flew off that way.

Well, where are you going?

I have to help Edward!

Edward. Who the f***'s Edward?

- Hell, yeah!

- Ben!

Hansel! Hansel!

I did it! I shot her! Muriel.

- Where?

- I shot her down, over there.

Good job.

She's close.

Edward?

You can't be serious.

Is this...

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Wow.

Whatever you do,

don't eat the f***ing candy.

Stop right there,

or the little boy dies.

I thought it would

be fitting for us to end up here,

where it all began.

Kind of lost its charm a little, huh?

Drop it.

Good boy.

Don't worry, kid.

I'm not gonna let her hurt you.

Oh, really?

Really.

The end is near,

witch hunter.

I wish I could say

it would be painless, but that

would be a lie.

Get away from him.

Always funny seeing

a white witch with a wand.

What are you going to do?

Hit me with your love spell?

Not bad.

Sacrificing yourself to save a human.

Pathetic.

No!

Mina. Hey.

Come here.

Hansel.

Hansel.

I tried to stop her.

You did. You did good.

You did good.

I want you to do something for me.

Anything.

Kill the f***ing b*tch.

You got to be f***ing kidding me.

Oh, please.

Please?

Please, stop.

Please.

Yeah, nice try.

I f***ing hate you.

You know, you look like sh*t.

You know that?

So do you.

Finish her already.

Revenge doesn't change the past.

It won't bring our parents back.

- You all right?

- Oh, yeah.

Glad to hear it.

But it sure as hell feels good.

My sister and I know the truth.

We know who we are now.

And so do they.

They know our story,

our powers,

what we can do.

And they should fear us.

All of us.

We should be getting close now.

And so after this next one,

we've got three more to go.

Three? You said three more

three witches ago.

Come on, you always say,

more witches, more money, right?

Yeah, but you ain't getting any of it.

Unless you want to pull the cart.

Right, big guy?

I told you he'd come in handy.

There are good witches in the world.

We know that now.

But for the ones practicing

the black arts, beware.

We're coming for you.

No matter where you are, we'll find you.

And dead or alive,

we'll take you down.

Edward, want to knock?

My vote:

Dead.

I hate to break it to you,

but it's not gonna be an open casket.

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