Return to Halloweentown

And now,

the reading of the prophecy.

"It should come to pass,

at the close of the first millennium,

at the rise of the Halloween moon,

a Cromwell of great power

will embrace the Gift. "

Marnie Piper is the Cromwell

of the prophecy,

the one that we have waited for.

Keep. Give away.

Keep it. Give away.

Mmm... Keep it.

Give away.

Keep it.

- Marnie.

- Hey, Mom.

What is going on in here?

I'm making a new start, I'm

cleaning high school out of my closet.

Well, actually,

it's cleaning itself out,

I'm just helping it make decisions.

- Did I buy that dress?

- I bought that.

Oh. Love it.

Mother, I just want to speak to her.

Well, where is she?

Tell her I just want to talk to her.

- Mom, are you talking to soup again?

- Absolutely not. Ow.

- There's room for that in the garage.

- Cool.

- Garage.

- Marnie!

- What?

- Stop with the magic.

You said no magic around Sophie.

- Sophie's gone.

- Don't remind me.

Traipsing around another dimension,

learning magic, doing spells.

- She's too young.

- Relax. She's with Grandma Aggie.

Oh. And that's supposed

to make me feel better.

Mom, the soup.

- Oh, OK. Who wants soup?

- Not me.

Well, we'll just let it simmer.

Gwen, dear.

Yoo-hoo! Wake up!

Marnie, dear,

I thought the call was dropped.

- We're right here, Grandma.

- Hello, Mother.

Gwen, darling, I want to go over

one more thing before we lose contact.

Lose contact? Who's losing contact?

Why are we losing contact?

Well, Sophie's training

is progressing beautifully.

But her inter-dimensional time travel

needs a lot of work.

- Must run in the family.

- Her time travel messes up.

Mother, you're fading.

You won't be able

to contact me.

I'll be in touch as soon as I can.

Oh, Marnie.

Congratulations.

Bye, Grandma!

Man, the soup pot coverage

in this area stinks.

Congratulations on...?

What?

I've been accepted to Witch University.

I'm going to college in Halloweentown.

No. Marnie.

We discussed this.

You're going to community college

for two years,

- and then to State.

- Exactly what everybody here does.

I'm not spending another four years

with the same people.

You're not gonna spend it with witches.

What's wrong with being a witch?

I'm a witch, you're a witch.

- I just want college to be different.

- College here will be different.

How? I'll still have to hide my magic

because of a few people.

I want to use it.

I have powers nobody else has.

Powers I haven't even discovered yet.

I want to find out who I am.

With all that power

comes responsibility, Marnie.

You stole that from Spider-Man.

Listen to me, Marnie.

The world is...

Not all magic is good, OK?

There are some very bad witches

in Halloweentown.

Mom, I know you want to keep me safe,

but I'm 18 now.

You can't control me anymore.

I'm going to Witch U.

- Well, I won't pay for it.

- You won't have to.

Hello, Marnie.

My name is Dr. Luxana Goodwyn,

and I'm the chancellor

of Witch University.

On behalf of the entire faculty,

I want to extend to you

a full scholarship.

We would be proud to have a Cromwell

at Witch University.

I can't believe you would apply

without even asking me.

I knew you'd never approve.

Whoo-hoo!

I don't think she trusts you.

I can go to college by myself.

Everyone else does.

Can't you make these bags grow legs?

Absolutely.

That's not what I meant.

Wait!

So... do you have everything?

I think so.

I wanted to give you this.

It's a personal witch's glass.

It only calls home.

I mean, if you need anything.

- Mom.

- Come here.

Come here, sweetie.

OK. You gotta get going now. Bye.

I can't believe I'm really going

to Witch University.

I wonder how I'll be transported there.

Maybe they'll send a train of black

carriages driven by headless horsemen.

Maybe a flotilla of Spanish galleons

to carry us across a misty lake.

Or, maybe they'll just send Benny.

Hey, kids, welcome back.

- Hey, Benny.

- We're not kids anymore, Benny.

Sister, to me everyone's a kid.

What's that all about?

Millennium anniversary

of Halloweentown.

There's gonna be a celebration

up at the castle on Halloween night.

Big shindig.

This is the perfect time

to go to Witch University.

Yeah, perfect.

OK, kids, why did the skeleton

stop for barbeque?

- Why?

- He needed some spare ribs!

Get it? What did the skeleton say

when he jumped on his motorcycle?

"Bone to be wild. "

- Hey, it's the university.

- Ah, ain't she beautiful?

OK, that's pretty cool.

This street is really "marrow. "

Get it?

Posters to be scratch and sniff.

It's exactly the way

I imagined it would be.

Exciting and ancient and magical.

Enjoy your stay in Halloweentown.

Oh, yeah.

Hello, university!

- Hello, Marnie.

- Dr. Goodwyn.

Welcome to Witch University.

- And you are?

- My porter.

Her brother.

Hi, I'm Dylan.

Dylan. Well, shall we?

How are you?

So the young Cromwell is finally here.

Alert the members of the Dominion.

By Halloween night

the prophecy will be fulfilled.

Sweet. My kind of people.

You mean witches and warlocks

who look just like us?

Or all those other weird creatures

unburdened by magic?

I mean students, which you are not.

Hey, is that Ethan?

Hey, Ethan!

Aren't you late for something,

like your own life?

No kidding. But I promised Mom

I'd help you move in.

- Show-off.

- Jealous.

Your powers won't wait forever.

Use 'em before you lose 'em.

- I prefer the power of my brain.

- Magic is so much more fun.

Desino venefisio.

Hey-ya!

- Did he say "dusty venison?"

- He said desino venefisio.

You speak Latin.

Want to translate that

into an un-dead language?

It means, "No magic allowed. "

- In dorms?

- In the university.

- What?

- Didn't you read the handbook?

Uh... Yeah, I read the handbook.

Refresh my memory?

It says, "Use of magic

on university grounds is prohibited.

Use of magic to complete schoolwork

will result in disciplinary action.

Use of magic on or against any student,

staff member or professor

will be grounds

for immediate dismissal. "

Good to know.

Insolent child.

Wow. Somebody needs

more fiber in their diet.

And I'm not a child.

Hi. I'm Dylan.

Hi. I'm not your type.

Hey! No magic allowed.

She speaks Latin.

Please tell me

you're not crushed on that.

Into a fine powder.

Time to go home, Dylan.

Uh... not really.

- Uh... yeah, it is.

- I'm staying.

That's funny, 'cause it just sounded

like you said you're staying.

- I'm a student.

- Where?

- Here.

- That's funny,

'cause it just sounded

like you said, "here. "

Mom only agreed to let you go

if I said I'd go too.

Trust me.

I don't want to be here, either.

Are you kidding me?

I gotta go find my dorm.

Fantastic.

What a great room.

No magic in school?

This is Halloweentown.

It's supposed to be all magic,

all the time.

I can't believe my mom

sent my little brother to baby-sit me.

Clean up on aisle seven.

Clean up on aisle seven.

Still waiting

on check stand three.

Ooh. Nice bracelet.

Grandma?

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