02x06 - Episode 6

[bunniefuu]

Parliament just called
an emergency reading

of the Bill tonight.

HARPER: I didn't want to go
behind your back with Starcross.

SARAH: Your obsession with dark
magic frightens me.

Let's get this bill passed.

SARAH: Use it to fight the bill.

Is this because of me?

I had to give them something.

-I found the k*ller's hideout.
-I'm magical, Bea.

HARPER: Why is it your first
instinct not to trust me?

MAGGIE: Luka!

Oh, no, no, no.
[whoosh]

Urgh!

You underestimated me.

[breathes deeply]

You are a witch.

[dramatic music]

[motorbike rumbling]

[protesters chanting, shouting]

Reporter: Word is filtering
through that Angela Otis's

controversial Witch
Identification Bill

has been passed by
a ruling majority.

Early reports suggest
that legislation

could be implemented
in a matter of weeks,

and non-compliance
will be treated

with the harshest of penalties.

[sinister music]

[police radio chatter]

He's alive. Call it in.

Officer: Sierra 14,
this is Sergeant Gallagher.

We need an ambulance urgently.

One unconscious male,
injuries unknown. Over.

[protesters shouting]

[solemn music]

[heart rate machine beeping]

[high tempo music]

[phone ringing]

[high tempo music continues]

[crows cawing]

[wings fluttering]

[high tempo music intensifies]

What the f*ck do you think
you're playing at?

[dramatic music]

[sweeping dramatic strings]

[birds twittering]

[suspenseful music]

[phone buzzes]

[sinister music]

I owe you an apology.

You do?

I worried your father's ideas
made you reckless.

When I saw you studying dark
magic in Starcross...

I panicked.

You handed Starcross
over to the Moot.

That's how much you
mistrusted me.

I was desperate to help
Robert stop the Bill.

You were desperate to stop me.

I'm struggling to know how
to protect you.

It's so hard, especially
with what we woke up to.

You...you can't.

It's impossible, Mum.

Mundanes have rigged the system.

Don't. You sound like Lachlan.

Good.

At least he loves my magic.

[soft music]

When I was a kid, you longed
for me to be a witch.

But ever since you found out
that I am,

our whole lives have been
focused on suppressing it.

He has taught me so much, Mum.

He gives me something
to believe in.

[dark music]

[people chattering]
[gurney trundling]

We'll take things from here.
You can stand your people down.

Who are you exactly?

Mrs. McIntyre, from the Moot.

Well, Mrs. McIntyre,
I'm D.C.I. Devereaux,

and this is my jurisdiction.

I'm afraid not.

Incidents involving senior
Moot officials

are handled by Internal Affairs.

Feel free to make inquiries

through the appropriate
channels.

[phone buzzes]

I'm sure they'll explain.

D.C.I.?

Have you recovered any evidence?

No.

This is Devereaux.

I knew I should have turned
you in when I found you.

You said you understood me.

Yeah? What else did I say, huh?

I said no more attacks,

and no more deaths.

[tense music]

Bea's dead?

Back from the brink, apparently.

No thanks to you.

Oh, thank God.

I love her.

We were on a date...

and it went wrong.

Yeah, I'd say spending
the evening sucking

the life out of
the girl you love

to be a pretty bad date.

No, it was good.

And then my magic appeared
like a glow all around us.

It...it was amazing.

But she didn’t think so, right?

Look, you need to understand,
we have more senses.

Mundane love is...

it's shallow, it's superficial.

-There’s so much I don't know.
-Yeah. But how could you?

When you’ve been brainwashed
and cut off

from your superior nature
your entire life.

And we're gonna make that right.

Are we going to Redhaven soon?

Let's take one step at a time,
hmm?

You've had a big day today.

Come on!

[office phone ringing]

Have you issued Luka’s
arrest warrant?

Not now, Maggie.

But I filed a report hours ago.

I’m waiting for Bea Garston
to wake up

and, uh, identify her attacker.

Why? I already identified Luka.

Gold star for Maggie Knight.

You’re sitting on my statement?

I thought you were bigger
than this.

Oh, you...you think that this is
professional jealousy?

I could have ended your career.

But you seem hell bent on
doing that for yourself.

The fact is that your witness
statement counts for nothing.

Says who?

"...with immediate effect,

any witch or known sympathizer

will be considered an unreliable
witness before the law."

Meanwhile, Bea Garston's
hospitalized

after a brutal attack
by Luka Otis,

a likely serial m*rder*r:
still at large, can’t be named.

Whose mother
wrote the legislation

that prevents me arresting him.

So, please don’t add
to my headache today.

Reporter: Our top story again.

Parliament has approved...
[door opens]

sweeping new restrictions on
witches...

[door closes]

-Lachlan?
-Hey.

...Angela Otis’s landmark
bill...

It's happening.

...just 24 hours to
register...

Why hasn’t Robert Alton
released a statement?

Saying what?

"Sorry witches, but you’re
on your own."

I can’t bear it.

If we found Luka just
one day earlier,

we could’ve derailed Angela
and her Bill.

We should leave...

tonight.

The three of us.

While we’re still free people.

And hide out with a handful
of your anarchist friends?

There’s more than that.

You’ll see.

I spent a year in hiding.

Flying under the radar is hard.

It’ll be safer than Sanctuary.

[soft music]

I fought to get back home.

It’s worth fighting to stay.

Our way of life is worth
fighting for.

Once, maybe.

But ask yourself, Sarah,
honestly...

do you feel welcome or safe now?

Are you gonna let them
take your DNA?

Capitulate or resist.

That’s the choice you need to
make now, Sarah.

That's the only choice.

And you need to make it today.

[dramatic music]

Food...is up. Take a seat.

[chuckles]

Mm, this reminds me of our
first breakfast together.

Hm-hmm.

In that roadside cafe
in Scotland.

I’m really glad
you found me, Dad.

Me too.

I’m glad you stayed.

That was the best decision
I ever made.

Um...

the legislation passed.

Are you gonna register
with the police?

Like hell I will.

If Bea outs me as a witch,
there's no way I will either.

Will we be arrested?

I imagine so.

They need to show that
it'll be enforced.

But I’ll be long gone by then.

I wanna come with you.

[foreboding music]

I was hoping you’d say that.

And what about Mum?
[coffee pouring]

She’s not quite there yet.

It's like a nightmare
I can’t wake up from.

Let’s hope Bea does.

But that comes with a sting
in the tail.

She knows Harper’s a witch.

They’ll investigate her
for the attack on Angela.

They’ve got no proof.

Like that’ll stop
the courts now.

[exasperated sigh] Concealing
Harper’s magic

has poisoned my credibility.

We both know fighting
the good fight gets dirty.

But we’re not fighting
for the same thing, are we?

[sinister music]

What do you want?

Bea to remember all or nothing?

Luka to be arrested for m*rder,

or Harper to be free
of suspicion?

An unfair question.

Life’s unfair, Sarah.

And I’m going to nail Luka
for the murders,

even if we all go down
with the ship.

[eerie music]

[beep] This is Robert Alton,
please leave a message.

Robert, it’s Sarah.

Don’t disappear on me now.

[heart rate monitor beeping]

[chatter outside the car]

[reporters shouting questions]
How are you feeling, Angela?

Well, Parliament chose to be
on the right side of history.

Uh, what’s next?
Can you tell us more?

Uh, yes, certainly. Uh, I invite
everyone to join me

at the Town Hall
to celebrate today.

What do you say to calls you
should be made Home Secretary?

Uh, listen, My priority is
implementing these new laws.

And brewing
a very strong coffee.

It's been a...
it’s been a long night, folks.

Thank you.
[reporters shouting]

[suspenseful music]

[police chattering]

[dramatic music]

[poignant music]

They’re not taking one drop
of my blood or Harper’s.

We need to leave Sanctuary.

Are you serious?

Oh. Sorry, have you guys not
heard the world’s blowing up?

How do you feel about taking
a little road trip?

Family road trip?

Yeah.

The three of us.

Okay. Well, when are we going?

This afternoon.

Why don’t we use Angela Otis's
victory party

as a distraction
to slip away then?

Mum, I’m so happy.

[laughs]

Here’s to our future.

Ah. Um, let's get these down
to the Town Hall ASAP.

And can you get me an ETA
on the rest of my order, please?

Thank you.

-God, I’m so glad you're back.
-Oh!

Oooh.

I see you stayed
up late to watch.

Okay, but Ange, there's been
another attack.

On Bea. She's in hospital.

She’s lucky to be alive.

Oh, my God.

Was the attacker caught?

No. Oh, no, but Sarah

and Maggie Knight

have identified them
to the police.

Hang on. Hang on.

Slow down, Bridge.
[dark music]

How was Sarah Fenn involved?

She helped me discover
that Bea

was being held by a witch.

And?

Who was it?

Well, I don't know. The...the
police say it’s confidential.

Right, so, this was...

this was reported by them?

-Yeah.
-Oh.

Listen, I'll...I'll go to
the hospital with you, okay?

Ms. Fenn?

I’ve come to deliver a message.

From Mr. Alton.

I’ve been trying to reach him.

He’s gravely ill.

It’s unlikely he’ll
regain consciousness.

What?

When did he take ill?

I saw him yesterday.

I’m not at liberty to say.

He wanted you to have this.

[poignant music]

The head of the Moot
must have a named successor.

Me?

Do you know why?

Mr. Alton believed you’d realize

where the deepest threat
came from.

And what must be done
to stop it.

I’m honored he put
his trust in me.

But my path lies elsewhere.

I can’t accept.

I’ll inform the Council.

[footsteps receding]

[heart rate monitor beeping]

Keep it brief, Detective.

I’m...glad you're making
a good recovery, Bea.

I need to ask you
some urgent questions.

Is that okay?

Yeah, okay.

Ladies, could you step outside?

I want Bridget to stay.

It's alright.

[door squeaks open]

[background chatter]

[door closes]

Can you recall...

what happened last night?

Can you remember
the person you were with?

-I’m not sure.
-A witness at the scene

claims that they saw Luka Otis.

[suspenseful music]

I can’t believe Sarah said that.

Luka wouldn’t hurt a fly.

Ms. Paterson.

You’re our only
credible witness, Bea.

We can't make any arrests

until you identify
your attacker.

Was it Luka? Take your time...

-I can’t remember.
-How dare you slander my son!

I’ve relayed the name given by
a witness, that’s all.

No, no, no, no.
Luka is not a witch.

Okay. Everyone needs to leave.
Now!

[heart rate machine increases]
Fine.

Thanks, Bea.

Just...

Wait!

Maggie Knight and Sarah Fenn?
Oh, come on.

They’re thick as thieves.

Can't you see?

Sarah wants to destroy me,

especially now my Bill
has passed.

Politicians get flak.
What of it?

No. No, no, I have proof.

She broke into my office
and shopped

stolen information to the press
about my family.

Feel free to file a report.

Now, if you’ll excuse me...

If you breathe
my son’s name aloud

in relation
to these heinous crimes,

I will eviscerate your career.

[high tempo music]

Threatening a police officer...

is still a crime.

Good day, Mrs. Otis.

[smacks door]

[foreboding music]

[protesters chanting, shouting]

How could you blame Luka Otis?

That poor boy has suffered
enough at your hands.

Bridge, it was Luka.

We all saw him, uh...

Maggie and I saw him.

We were as shocked as you.

I don’t believe you.

And nobody else will.

Everybody knows that you've
got a vendetta against Angela.

And now maybe against me, too.

What are you talking about?

Retaliation for me
reporting Lachlan.

This is madness.

You’re my best friend.

I wouldn’t betray you.

[protesters shouting distantly]

You already have.

[dramatic music]

It’s Luka, alright.

I saw the look in Bea’s eyes

when I said his name.

She’s too scared of him.

And his mother.

Have you got any idea
what this is?

[background chatter]

Oh.

Something...ceremonial?
Where’d you find it?

I took it out of
Robert Alton’s pocket.

Feels like a statement
of intent.

It’s too sophisticated for Luka.

What's that?

It's the note it was wrapped in.

Do you recognize the symbol?

[sighs]

I don’t think it's a sigil.

But it looks familiar.

Could you do some research
into it?

I didn’t exactly get it
through legal channels.

You could use a desk
at the station if you like.

Let’s just solve this bloody
case once and for all.

Amen.

[monitor beeping]

[ominous music]

[door squeaks open]

[door squeaks shut]

You look better.

Do you remember...what happened?

Who saved you?

I figured you did.

If you decide to tell the police
that I’m a witch...

Look...I’m not gonna hurt you,
Bea.

My magic can’t stay
secret forever.

So, just say what you need
to say.

But...

don’t let Luka get away with it.

I know what it's like
to be violated by someone

that you love and trust.

I didn’t get justice.

[poignant music]

But you can.

-You all packed?
-Yep. Ready to go.

Great.

I’ve just got to pick up
a few things from the cottage.

I’ll take Harper.

See you at the crossroad.

Okay.

Bye.

[door opens]

[background chatter]

[chilling music]

[birds twittering]

[suspenseful music]

Get what you wanted?

Got what we all wanted.

It's a present for you
and your mom.

Did Robert Alton give this
to you?

Not willingly.

I had to use a spell to block
his magic.

But it misfired.

Mum’s not gonna like that story.

No, she won't.

But she does regret
giving it away.

And we're gonna take it
to where it belongs.

It belongs with the Fenns.

And wherever we take it.

I stand corrected.

Come on.

I wanna show you something.

Lachlan’s researching
a resistance movement

called Redhaven.

This is their insignia.

Haven’t heard of them.

Are they on the t*rror1st
database?

They were 17th century witches.

They fought the persecutions,

did some heroic stuff.
But when it was over,

they refused to acknowledge
mundane rule

and the creation of the Moot.

What if Redhaven
was resurrected?

Lachlan was tracking witches
around the country.

Uh...location, magical
abilities, uh, special skills.

Useful list if you’re leading
a movement.

So...

what are you suggesting?

Luka’s being protected.

Or manipulated.

He’s a vulnerable kid.

Robert Alton warned that Lachlan

could be very persuasive.
-Mm.

Getting people to do
his dirty work.

People like Luka?

[water lapping]

[suspenseful music]

[whooshing, tinkling]

What is that?

It's an ancient ley line.

Paths of energy that carry
a powerful magnetic field.

Where do they go?

They connect sacred
places together.

So, Bittershore is important?

Why do you think
your ancestors settled here?

And why Gloriana built
her cabin right across it?

It was to amplify her magic.

She was the last
Adept of Redhaven.

She was their leader.

What?

You know those ancient
ruins in the woods?

Well, that was the original
Redhaven stronghold.

I don’t think my mother
knew that.

Well, few did.

Why do you think the Fenns
kept Starcross hidden

for all those centuries?

They knew the persecutions
would be coming around again,

and another resistance
would be necessary.

Are you saying that Redhaven
still exists?

[poignant music]

Harper, what would you say

if I told you that I was
the new Adept of Redhaven?

And I'm standing here now
asking you to join us.

I believe in this, Dad.
You know I do.

So, what are we gonna do?

Well, we're gonna make
a statement.

And we're gonna start at
Angela Otis’s

Town Hall celebration.

[dramatic music]

[music blaring]
[people chattering]

See you inside, okay?

My goodness, Bea!

Izz.

What are you doing here?

It’s okay. I asked Izzy.

D.C.I. Devereaux helped us.

She’ll be safe.

[suspenseful music]

[magical tinkling]
[lock clicks]

[door closes]

How do you know this place
so well?

Planning, Harper.

It’s essential.

[high tempo music]

Luka?

[whoosh]

[slap]

-[screams]
-Argh! [crash]

What the f*ck?!

What do you think you're doing?

You should be upstairs!

You’re a witch.

You bet I am, you piece of sh*t!

Harper!

Luka, get upstairs
and listen out

for what's happening.

Wait.

Wait, you know Luka?

Are you protecting him?
[door opens]

[suspenseful music]

What are you hiding from me?
[door closes]

I found him practicing magic
at the Redhaven site.

So, I confronted him.
-When?

After Pierre was k*lled.

And you just didn’t
tell the police?

Harper, he is a witch
in a mundane’s world.

He k*lled Ryan and Pierre.

And he will pay for that.
I promise.

So, why are you protecting him?

I wanted to hand him in
at the ideal time.

Ideal for who?

If it weren’t for me and Mum,
Bea would be dead.

That attack was an accident,

and I was furious, but still...

sometimes the ends,
they justify the means.

What is more important than
justice for m*rder?!

Launching the resistance,
Harper.

Revealing that Angela Otis’s son

is a witch publicly,

during her moment of glory.

Can you not see that that
is a gift?

Ryan and Pierre are
already dead.

I cannot change that.

But what I can do

is try to change the future.

We are fighting
for our lives here, Harper.

Yeah, I know.

It just feels...
-Like a horrible compromise,

I get it.

But sometimes we have to
make hard choices.

I love you and I love
your mother,

and I am determined to build
a brighter future for us.

For all witches.

I’m asking you to trust me
right now.

Can you do that?

Yes.

[high tempo music]

[brakes squeak]

[background chatter]

[high tempo music intensifies]

[phone buzzes]

[chilling beat]

[cheering, applause]

Thank you.

Thank you, oh.

Nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you.

Thank you.

Oh.

Thank you. Thank you.

I’m sorry, Harper.

Shut up!

Your mother’s like my idol.

You sent her sadistic notes
and you attacked me.

I thought you were a mundane.

Your mother deserved
a magical child.

A special child...like you?

You’re delusional.

Alright.

Time to go.

Lachlan’s building some sort
of Redhaven insurgency.

You need to tell me what, when,
and where.

It’s not a revolution, Maggie.

It’s a group of idealistic
witches

resisting forced registration.

You can’t pull the wool
over my eyes anymore.

Did you unbind Lachlan’s
magic or did Harper?

Was it your idea for Lachlan
to leave Robert Alton for dead?

Was it to get Starcross back?
-What?

This pin was found stuffed
in Robert’s pocket.

Along with...

the insignia for Redhaven.

[sinister music]

[birds singing]

I didn’t know.

[phone buzzing]

- Hi.
-Harper?

Are you still at the cottage?

I can’t talk.
I’ll see you soon, okay?

Uh...are you at the Town Hall?

What’s happening?

Is Lachlan with you?

Mum, you need to trust me.

I've gotta go.

sh*t!

[high tempo music]
I think he’s going after Angela.

Not long ago, I stood
in this spot

to demand tough new laws

after another devastating m*rder
by a witch.

I said, "Enough".

Various: Yeah.

And at last, our government

has taken decisive
and sweeping action.

It’s a new dawn in our country.

[cheering, applause]

[whoosh, door slams]

Remember, pride in who you are.

Own this moment.

[police banging on door]

Angela: These laws
are effective now.

And I’m going to use them
to swiftly bring this witch

terrorizing our community
to justice.

Lachlan: Miss Otis!

[suspenseful music]

Your son...

has something to say to you.

Uh...no need.

No need to intervene. It's okay.

I’m not afraid of you.

Fine.

But might you be afraid of
the truth?

[Angela scoffs]

Oh, you don’t fool me, Mr. Frey.

Come here, my darling.

Now, for those watching
across the country,

this is my son, Luka...

who has been deeply affected

by the horrific lies spread
by Sarah Fenn

and her conspirators.

Come on, Leon,
answer your phone!

Ladies and gentlemen,

not only...

is Luka Otis here the son
of a notorious witch-hater...

but he’s also a witch.

[crowd gasps]

A boy forced to hide
his true nature

to keep his mother’s love.

This...sadistic witch

is manipulating my poor boy.
-That...

that’s not true, Mum!

La...Lachlan, he’s my friend.

No, my darling. No.

He is not your friend.

Speak your truth, kid.

I’m magical, Mum.

[sinister music]

Nonsense.

I think as your mother,
I would know,

and I don’t believe
a word of it,

and nor should any of you.

Luka is a witch!

He k*lled D.C. Henshall
and Pierre,

and nearly m*rder*d me!

D.C.I. Devereaux: Arrest him!

[zapping]

[crowd shouting]

Nobody touch it!

[chaos ensuing]

[zapping, clicking]

[frantic banging]

Open the bloody door!

Okay, you guys have to go now!

What about you? What about Luka?

I'll be fine.

I’ll take care of it, I promise.

Get back!

[banging, shouting, panicking]

My fellow witches,

it’s time to rise up and resist.

Sarah: Harper!

We may be outnumbered,

but we have all the power

and the wisdom of our ancestors
right here.

[zapping]

The witches of Redhaven
defended themselves

against the persecutions
in the past.

And I stand here now to tell you
a new era

of Redhaven has begun.

This legislation is just
the beginning, my friends.

I know it’s a shock...

but can’t you accept me?

[solemn music]

I don't know who you are.

I’m a witch...

and I'm your son.

Your own blood.

But you m*rder*d people.

And I hate myself for it.

[sobbing]

Please.

Please Mum, just...

just tell me you love me,
please.

Mum?

You’re not my blood.

You’re the son of your
father’s mistress.

And if I’d known you were
a witch...

I’d never have adopted you!

[suspenseful beat]

[whooshing]

[guttural scream]

Luka, no!

[whooshing]
[screaming]

[Angela cries out]

[gasping]

[loud zapping]

Perdere vis...

[screaming, gasping]
-Perdere vis...

Perdere vis...
[screaming, whooshing]

[zapping]

[glass shatters, clinking]

[Angela breathing heavily]

[sinister music]

Stop them. Stop them now!

[high pitched ringing]
[screams]

[people screaming]

[Angela moans]

Sergeant, we need to clear
the area now!

[Devereaux groans]

I'm okay.

But we need to go. Now!

You're gonna f*cking pay
for what you did.

Lachlan: You heard her.

Game’s up, kid.

I’m sorry for everything.

Luka Otis, you're under arrest.

[handcuffs clinking]

[suspenseful music]

[people shouting]
[sirens wailing]

Where’s the van?

A street away.

We’ll need a major diversion.

Yeah, I've got it.
Give me two minutes.

-Harper...
-She's got this.

[exhales heavily]

How was Luka on the stage
with you?

I found him.

When?

The night after Pierre died.

And you hid him?

Knowing he’d k*lled people?

Terrorized your own daughter?

I tracked him down to stop him

from k*lling people and to
protect my family, Sarah.

And I think it worked because
you never got another note

and Harper didn’t get ill again.

Officer: Return home
immediately!

Remain indoors
until further notice!

Move!

[rumbling]

That's not good.

[wind howling]

Everyone, clear the street!

Move! Move!

Clear the area!

Clear the area!

[people screaming]

[rumbling]
And Robert?

You left him for dead.

My magic misfired.

There's a difference,
and you know it!

Come on, Sarah.
I'm not a k*ller.

I’m just trying to do right
by the people I love, okay?

Officer: Alright, let's go!

[flags whipping]

[high tempo music]

Come on, the van's around
the corner!

Come on, come on, come on!

sh*t!

How long can this last?

Please, please tell me
we got Luka.

Yeah. And I will track
Lachlan Frey down.

Mark my words.

So...

you knew all along that
Harper Fenn was a witch

and you protected her?

She was a victim of
his violence,

not the other way round.

Maybe I’d have done
the same, who knows?

Upholding the law...

leaves a bitter taste, innit?

[scoffs]

They're gonna charge you

with perverting the course
of justice.

Your career’s over, Maggie.

But we got justice for Ryan.

And that’s what matters.

-Yeah.
-Yeah.

[engine cuts]

What are you doing?

[suspenseful music]

Sarah?

I’m not going.

What do you mean?

I won’t be part of
your uprising.

The ends can’t justify
the means.

You concealed Luka
until the Bill passed.

You wanted anarchy!

I won’t forgive you for that.

Mum, we have to stick together.
We were going as a family.

I wanted that so much,
sweetheart.

But we’re all adults.

We need to decide for ourselves.

I want to start my wanderings.

And they’re leading me
to Redhaven.

Take care of yourself, Sarah.

You too.

[dramatic music intensifies]

This changes nothing for me.

I'll always love you.

Take care of our girl.

We need to go.

Now.
[sirens wailing]

Wait.

You'll need it more than me.

But always remember...

it’s your grimoire.

Use it only when you believe
it’s right.

I trust you completely.

I love you so much. [crying]

I love you too.

Lachlan: Harper?

Come on, we gotta move.

[motorbike revs]

[dramatic music]

[birds singing]

[engine cuts]

[hinges creak]

[magical tinkling]

[gates squeak]

[dramatic music crescendo]

[dramatic closing music]