Salem Season 2 Episode 2: "Blood Kiss" Quotes
You wanted war. Now taste war.
Mary
Petras: I can tell you there is one less witch in Salem since you have gone.
John: How?
Petras: Wrong question.
No! Never doubt there are witches!
Anne
Anne: What do you want with me?
Countess: To help you discover your true nature. Your bright light has been buried 'neath call of the half wit half breeds of the so-called Essex witches. Imagine my surprise to learn that of all the hives that have survived, it is the weak-blood Essex witches who have done the undo-able, complete out Grand Rite
Countess: I am deeply desirous of knowing who it was who performed the Grand Rite. My own triumph was stolen by that pestiferous, puss-headed killer Increase Mather.
Anne: You knew Increase Mather?
Countess: Oh, he and I danced a lively jig and neither of us left it unlocked. I'm going to tell you all of my stories sometime, but it's not about me now. It's about you.
Countess: Your father did not tell you the whole truth, did he? Well you must ask him. Ask him who you truly are. You are not mere Essex witch anymore than he.
Anne: I cannot ask him.
Countess: Why?
Anne: He is dead.
Countess: Well do not weep for him. We must all murder our fathers and mothers. This is the way!
Anne: How did you know?
Countess: Oh child, you have so much to learn. I almost envy you, the long path to endarkenment that you must walk. When you learn to talk to your father again where he is, then you'll be ready to hear what he can tell you. In the meantime, weep no more unless it is to with the rain.
I knew you were strong and smart, but never suspected how brave, to confront a potential robber alone?
Samuel
Trust me, if men had to deliver a child from an opening in their body that small? The earth would be a cold, dead place.
Samuel
Sebastian: What did she taste like, mother?
Countess: Like lemons and honey. Like Strawberry and sugar. Like innocence. [kiss passionately]
Sebastian: I can still taste the honey.
Countess: Well, nothing lingers like innocence.
Ahhh. But this Mary Sibley, she must be special indeed. Not content to survive, but to thrive.
Countess
