♪ Once there was magic ♪
♪ All throughout the world ♪
♪ But now it's fading fast ♪
♪ And we're our only hope ♪
♪ Risks we'll embrace ♪
♪ On this strange island ♪
♪ But no matter what ♪
♪ You'll always be ♪
♪ My best friend ♪
[ Insects chirping ]
Okay, everyone.
That's the end of the witching hour.
No more witching.
Bedtime. Chop-chop.
Oscar, I let you participate in the witchy sleepover.
I did not say you could participate in being near me.
But Pajamas is afraid of potential school ghosts
and he wants his BFF, Jimjams, nearby.
[ Groans ]
Come on, Suze.
Don't be such a sack of green potatoes.
Watch it, Jimjams, or I'll donate you to Howard.
I wish you'd donate me to Howard.
I love Howard. Oh, yeah?
You're not gonna love him
when he stretches you over his size-large monster chest.
Okay. Lights out, witches.
[ Snoring ]
Pajamas: [ Screams ] Jimjams!
Huh? What is it, Pajamas? Did you see a ghost?
No! Susie's sleeping face!
[ Snoring ]
Oh. Yeah. I don't have to look at that.
One of the perks of being on her body.
[ Whimpers ] Can you tell me a comforting story?
Sure, I can tell you a story.
But the only one I know by heart is about Susie
and her friend Ramona and their quest to save magic.
Hard pass. Pajamas.
This story might contain answers about Susie's past,
questions that have been keeping me and Oscar awake at night.
I've been sleepin' fine, boo.
But you know I love a good story.
Okay. Scooch closer, Hedgehog.
It's a long one.
Once upon a time, magic used to be everywhere,
and magical creatures were part of the fabric of life.
Witches were central to society.
Hey, you. More hustle.
Magical adviser to the mayor coming through.
People relied on magic for everything
from minor tasks... to major undertakings.
It was a real honor to have a witch working for you.
Until one day...
Hey! I'm flying here!
Gulls.
[ Sobbing, snorting ]
...Susie spotted a friend sobbing on the docks.
Susie!
Hedgehog: A friend?
That's Ramona, right?
No, not yet. No. I'm building to it. Okay.
This was Mallory, a different friend.
Who hurt you, Mal Pal? Was it Walter?
Emmett? Kent? Stuart? Xylophone?
Popo? Bernie Huddlestein?
Wow. You have a lot of boyfriends.
No! It's not one of the boys who loves me.
I got replaced at my cushy night job!
Oh. They probably just fired the wrong person.
What's better than a teenage witch?
Apparently something called a hydraulic crane.
It's even doing my flight pattern!
There goes my excuse to meet cute sailors.
[ Sniffs ] Hey, don't worry.
I'll take this to the mayor. We'll get you your job back.
Nobody puts a witch in a ditch.
Hop on. [ Sobs ]
Don't cry on my hair.
[ Down-tempo music plays ]
[ Sobs ]
You wait here, Mallory.
[ Music continues ]
Susie: Mayor? Ah! Susie.
My trusted magical adviser.
Thank goodness you're back.
None of the top hats you've conjured
are working with my signature mutton chops.
I need more options. Can you...
Mm, excellent.
With all due respect, Mr. Mayor,
I'm here to issue a complaint.
My friend Mallory used to work at the docks,
but they've replaced her with a hydraulic crane.
What's up with that? Oh, Susie.
The world is changing.
New, exciting inventions are taking the place of magic.
Uh, what's that, now?
Oh, don't you get your broom twigs in a twist.
Things like these hydraulic- powered doohickeys
are cheaper than witches -- and more reliable.
They will lead to fewer accidents.
I don't need to remind you
of a certain witch named Mildred, do I?
Do I?
No.
Good. Don't worry, Susie.
Witches will be fine.
You always land on your brooms. [ Laughs ]
Now, if you'll excuse me,
I really have to decide on one of these top hats.
Something completely bananas crazy is going on here, Mallory.
They don't respect witches anymore.
"Witches"? What's a witch?
Are you serious right now?
List your boyfriends in height order.
Popo, Kent, Emmett...
So the only thing you've forgotten
is that you're a witch? Like a sandwich?
Oh, no. Give me your hand.
Your magic is almost gone.
Mallory, wait here.
Rosie! Umples! Violet!
You're all still witches, right?
Like sandwiches?
Ugh! No!
Sorry.
Hey! You're a witch.
A sandwich?
Ugh!
You, in the pointy hat.
Are you a witch?
Ugh! You!
You! Please be a witch!
This can't be happening. I've got to see somebody.
Ramona!
Slow your roll, Hedgehog. She's coming.
[ Sighs ] Anyway.
I need psychic advice, pronto!
You're lucky I'm still here.
They're about to replace me with a machine.
That's why I'm here.
What's going on?
Why are people forgetting about witches
and why is everything bad today?!
Sit down, Susie.
Magic can sense it's unwelcome, so it's retreating.
Well, where is it retreating to?
Mm-mnh-mm. Okay.
I'll just gather all the magical creatures in New York,
put 'em on a boat, and bring em to that spot.
Geogpraphica Extractica.
Ow!
Be sparing with your magic.
As magic retreats from the magical world,
it'll retreat from all magical creatures.
Be careful, Susie.
There's not time to be careful!
[ Down-tempo music plays ]
Stuart, I need -- Say no more.
One Dolley Madison coming right up.
No, I don't need a milkshake with apples, ice cream,
cinnamon, cloves, vanilla, cherries,
and a little bonnet made out of whipped cream.
[ Gasps ] I need your help.
As long as you're not gonna ask to use the signa--
Yeah I need to use the signal.
We're in a crisis -- Magic is disappearing,
and witches are forgetting that they're witches.
Look!
I don't know what I'm looking at here at all.
She's right, Stu.
Ah. We've felt it coming for years.
In the soles of our feet!
Stu, you're good at making egg creams,
but you're bad at listening to your feet.
All: Listen to your feet!
Okay! Okay!
I'll let Susie use the signal
if everyone gets their feet off the furniture.
[ Grunts ] Hey. Wait. I didn't say the spell yet.
Paintingum Enterium.
[ Down-tempo music plays ]
[ Whispering ]
[ Bell chiming ]
[ Clicking ]
Hey, you. This is an emergency broadcast.
We're all losing our powers.
Meet me at 5 p.m. at the docks for an evacuation.
Bring everything.
Want to know what my foot is saying right now?
It's telling you to pay your tab.
Whoa! [ Grunts ] Susie!
Are you okay?
[ Groans ] That really drained my magic.
You're too weak.
Take a Dolley Madison to go at least.
A whipped cream bonnet will only slow me down.
I got to save the world!
[ Sputtering ]
Oh, no. I'm running out of magic fast.
[ Grunts ] Come on. Just a little further.
[ Backfires ]
I only have a little bit of magic left.
I have to make this count. Arkum Evacuatum.
It's too small. We'll never be able to escape on this.
Come on, Susie.
Oh, it's missing a mast!
Uh, too purple!
Oh! Too spooky.
Too horsey.
Almost there.
Just a couple of finishing touches.
[ Weakly ] Perfect.
[ Bell chiming ]
Where is everyone? This can't be happening.
And just when it looked like it was all over for Susie,
guess who showed up.
Hedgehog, you're gonna like this.
[ Gasps ] Was it Ramona?
[ Down-tempo music plays ]
[ Screeching ]
Ramona: Get off her, you foul seabird!
Hyah!
Jimjams: It was.
Geez, Jimjams. She's just showing up now?
We're like three-fourths of the way done with this story.
Way to bury the lede.
Yeah, like, couldn't they have been friends
from the start of the story?
Well, that's how it happened. So let me finish.
Are you okay? Am I too late?
Uh, late for what?
For the evacuation.
Isn't this your boat?
The Princess Susie?
Cool. I must be married to a prince.
No. You're a witch.
A sandwich? Like a pastrami on rye?
Hey, what are you doing?
Shoosh-a-bee.
There's barely any magic left in you.
I think making this boat tapped you out.
I didn't make a boat. I passed out because I'm hungry.
You said something about sandwiches?
Sandwiches? I-I don't...
There's sandwiches on the boat.
Ooh! Why didn't you say so sooner?
[ Birds squawking ]
[ Dramatic music plays ]
We're getting close.
Just have to follow the ley line here.
Shoot. The magic is draining faster than we're moving.
Uh, little girl?
I do not see any sandwiches on this boat.
Uh, that's because the sandwiches are on an island.
That's we're going to for a party...for you!
Of course. I must be wildly beloved by my subjects.
Look! There's the island!
[ Thunder crashes ]
Aah! Aah!
No, little girl.
You always want to enter a party from the right.
Aah! Aah!
I can't stop it! We're going to crash!
Aah! Aah!
Susie!
Stay with me. Clear.
[ Zapping ]
Susie, come on. Clear!
[ Zapping ]
Susie?
[ Gasps ]
A surprise party? For me?
I had no idea.
Susie! You're a witch!
Don't cry on my hair.
Hey, are you guys here to witness magic disappear
completely from the world? No. We're here to save it.
[ Gasps ]
You mean she wasn't a sandwich this whole entire time?
Plot twist.
[ Down-tempo music plays ]
♪♪
Okay. Lights out, witches.