The Love Witch Page #6

I showed you my

engagement ring, remember?

I can barely stand to

look at it anymore.

It's too painful.

I'm sure he's going

to ask you soon.

You're going to make

a beautiful bride.

The first day we met,

you were envious of

me because I had a man

and you were all alone.

Now it's the reverse.

Life is funny, isn't it?

- Trish, I'm sorry,

I've gotta go.

Would you like to

walk out with me?

- No, I'd like to stay

and finish my tea.

- All right.

Take care, love.

- Hi Elaine, it's me.

Yeah, you left your ring here.

You're probably driving but

I'll drop it by on my way home.

See you in a minute.

- You b*tch.

You killed my husband.

B*tch, skank, whore.

You'll burn for this.

- Crash, crash, crash.

Die, die, die.

- Oh Habondia, bind these two

with a heady lovers' brew.

Even should they strive to flee

they'll cling for all eternity.

- Scotch.

- Bottle o' beer, Sam.

Who are those new girls?

They can't dance at all.

And they're weird.

- I don't know, but the

customers really like 'em.

- They're friends

of the witches.

I seen them come

in together before.

- Yeah, the witches.

They're everywhere.

- One gin and tonic, Sam.

- Gin and tonic coming up.

- Did you read about the teacher

buried in the back

yard of his cabin?

They said it was

dug by the witches.

- Oh yeah, I read about that.

They found all kinds of

witchcraft things on the grave.

- Yeah, I heard about that, too.

Creepy.

- Sit down, Elaine.

Elaine, the DNA came

back from the lab.

It connects you

with Wayne Peters.

Patricia Manning

came by the station.

Some things of yours.

Including this.

She said you drove her

husband to suicide.

- So, I was a bad girl.

Are you going to punish me?

- What sort of person

are you, Elaine?

What sort of sick mind

would do such things?

- Why are you so negative?

I didn't kill anyone.

Wayne died of heart failure

after a beautiful

night of lovemaking.

And Richard died because

he loved me too much.

These men weren't used to

the deep feelings of love

that they were

experiencing with me.

- Are you saying these

men died of love?

That's insane.

What about the

spells and the drugs?

Are you saying witchcraft

had nothing to do with it?

- Witchcraft is just a way

of concentrating energy.

It can only work with

what's already there.

I just use sex magic

to create love magic.

I didn't know how strong

the spells would be.

Sometimes it's almost scary

how strong the love gets.

- Love?

What do you know about love?

What you call love is a

borderline personality disorder

or worse.

- Don't diagnose me.

Maybe you're a narcissist

who can't love.

You think that I'm sick

because you've never

loved like I have.

Well, I would do

anything for love.

- That's right, you'll

never get enough love.

Even when a man loves

you so much it kills him,

it's not enough for you.

You're like a bottomless hole.

You doll yourself up and

do the Stepford wife thing

thinking every man is

going to fall at your feet.

But your creepy little sexy

act doesn't work with me.

I don't love you.

- How can you stand

there and boast

about being immune to love?

Why does the genuine love of

a woman scare you so much?

You think that your way

is a superior way to live?

I know a lot of women who

feel the way that I do.

Only men make us work

so hard for your love.

If you would just

love us for ourselves,

but you won't.

My ex-husband was just like you.

He used to punish me by

withholding his love from me.

All my life I've been

tossed in the garbage

except when men

wanted to use my body.

So, I decided to

find my own power.

And I found that power

through witchcraft.

That means that I take

what I need from men

and not the other way around.

- I'm sorry, Elaine.

It won't work this time.

I'm afraid I'm going

to have to arrest you.

- What for?

Marrying a lover

according to my religion?

Seducing a married man?

I know 400 years ago

you could be burned

for a thing like

that, but not today.

- No, not burned,

but you'll be booked for

burying Wayne Peters illegally

and we'll find out more.

- Oh, that's the witch

who killed the teacher.

- Thou shalt not

suffer a witch to live.

- Burn the witch.

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- Burn!

- Burn her.

- Burn.

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- Poor baby.

Poor, poor baby.

Don't worry,

everything will be okay

because I love you so much.

- I love you, Elaine.

- I love you, Elaine.

- I love you, Elaine.

- I love you, Elaine.

I've never loved anyone but you.

I want to marry you.

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