Thanks for the shtriga tip.
Well, if you had your hands full with a shtriga,
I figured you'd need my help
with whatever you plebs face next.
Sounds like a mutually beneficial partnership.
One condition, though--
I never set foot in that cage ever again.
Mr. Constantine's body is rejecting my treatments.
His odds of survival are bleak.
John, what you did out there was pretty selfless.
I told you you were good.
That's not good for you.
Get some rest, John.
Gideon, give him the good stuff.
不错 亲爱的 我们应该开派对
That's nice, love. We should party...
He's getting worse.
The magic he used to save that camper was pretty powerful.
Well, if magic has him on death's door,
then maybe magic can save him.
I think I know someone who can help.
But I have no idea how to find her.
Just one final ingredient.
I trust you'll find that my potion is magical.
You call that soup?
I-I can start over.
The Ren Fair opens in an hour.
You know what? Forget it.
It's not like folks come to this tent for the food anyways.
They come for the lusty wenches.
I'm a witch.
好吧 只要是个浪荡♥女♥巫就行 对吧
Okay, well, as long as it's a lusty witch, okay?