I swear to you,
every single mother and daughter,
father and son taken from us
by the Black Plague will be avenged.
It is their Witch Queen
who brought this curse upon our lands.
And in her death lies our salvation.
Be warned, brothers.
She will never truly perish until her heart beats its last.
Let fear be dead to us.
There is no going back, for there is nothing to go back to.
What is it, Dolan?
The Hexen are amongst us.
This place reeks of death.
Keep your wits about you.
It's the Queen!
By iron and fire!
-Dolan! -The Queen!
Heavenly Father, protect us from these demons.
Stay in formation, men!
Father, I missed you.
You're not real.
You can't be.
You breed like rats.
You put stone on top of stone and then live in your own filth.
You are trespassers on our world.
This is why I created the Plague.
It's why every one of you must perish.
Everyone you love is gone.
I've seen it in your eyes.
You wish for death.
Today we both die.
I curse you with life.
To never know peace.
To walk the Earth alone for eternity.
You will never die.
Excuse me, miss?
Sir, how can I help you?
Sorry. Totally my fault.
-You're the witch hunter. -Yeah.
I didn't do anything.
Let's see it.
女士们 先生们 机长已开启...
Ladies and gentlemen, the Captain has turned on...
Be glad you didn't get them wet.
I've been looking for these for a while.
These are ancient runes. They can manipulate weather.
雨 风 寒 暑...
Rain, wind, cold, heat...
And you just jammed them together in your bag?
You know what you get when you mix a thunderstorm
with cool, moist air at 40,000 feet?
It's simple science.
You witches have no idea the power you've got.
Are you gonna turn me over to the Witch Council?
You're gonna kill me?
I'm tryin' to stop you from killing yourself.
Enjoy New York.
Sir, "Fasten seatbelts" signs are on.
-I need you to take a seat. -My name is Kaulder.
I need you to get back to your seat, Kaulder.
I'd love to hear about growing up in Sefrou.
How'd you know? Haven't had an accent in years.
I've met a lot of people in my life.
You'd be amazed what you pick up.
Witches live among us in secret.
Their magic passed down from an ancient race,
脆弱 几乎被遗忘 但危险强大
diluted, half-forgotten, but dangerously powerful.
After centuries of conflict, a truce was forged.
Witches would be allowed to live
and govern themselves if they followed one strict rule:
that magic never be used against humans.
But a truce is a fragile thing.
There are some who long for the return of the old ways,
the dark days of the Witch Queen.
It is those whom Kaulder deals with.
For 800 years, he has served The Axe and Cross.
Together we have kept watch
and kept the peace.
抱歉 铎纶神父 他在开会
I'm sorry, Father Dolan. He's in a meeting.
The meeting has concluded.
I serve The Axe and Cross in a very different manner.
I am the 36th Dolan, and I write Kaulder's history.
I am his handler, his confessor,
and, I like to think, his friend.
You have no sense of time.
Course I do. It's just different than yours.
I assume your mission was a success?
You recovered the weather runes without incident?
What happened to the iPad I gave you?
I re-gifted it.
We're not all as adaptable as you.
You know paper's the past.
It's also a useful object on which to record it.
Are you reminiscing about the Ludwig affair?
I'm in a sentimental mood.
About my retirement?
That's why you've come back.
We have had a good run.
We took out some nasty covens.
You're really ready to call it quits?
It's only been 50 years. I'm finally getting used to you.
Is that all it took?
I'll miss you, kid.
This is a Waterman 402.
-I had your initials engraved on it. -It's very rare.
Probably lowered the value quite a bit.
Not to me.
You reconsider, you can still keep the pen.
I think you'll like my successor.
I'm leaving you in more modern hands.
What about the vow you took?