Anne: I gave you a simple test and you failed. I left you free to move and speak. If you move or speak against me, Brown Jenkins feasts on your insides.
Cotton: You have me in a prison.
Anne: No, dear Cotton. I have a prison inside you. Now come to bed.

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Forgive me, sister. I, as much as anyone, put you in this grave. And now, I must drag you from it.

Tituba

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Anne: My love for you rules all that I do.
Cotton: If this is your love, I hope never to see your hate.

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Remember dear ones, to the Reaper, all flesh is grass...even witch flesh. A great terror will soon fall upon Salem and there is not a soul alive upon this dull earth who can stop me.

Dark Lord

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