I'll utter a spell.

An amulet?

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What spell?

I'll write you an amulet.

I have a little mantra.

Glamour is a magic spell.

It's an anti evil eye protector.

Glamour was a literal magic spell.

Fiddlefaddle and rot, sir.

it broke the spell over us.

We're not under some spell.

And it's not a mindless mantra, and it's not a poem.

An amulet? You bought an amulet because you're scared of ghosts, too?

But if the tribune breaks the spell... spell, you fool?

Fire!

They say the ol' place is haunted or bewitched or some such fiddlefaddle.

Shoot!

Let go! Let go!

You should set them free. Set them free?

But the Koran is not a talisman to be hung around the neck for protection against evil.

I guess my hypnotic spell is a little rusty. What about tomorrow?

Sweet Princess, if through this wicked witch's trick... a spindle should your finger prick, a ray of hope there still may be in this, the gift I give to thee.

I'll try to write a mantra that she can sing to herself to help herself go to sleep.

Do it for Abdel!

Oscul!

This must be an exception, they kept repeating, like a mantra or a prayer.

This is more dangerous than any spell your superstitious mind could dream of.

Launch frequency

Zoom frequency

Good bye

Launch Mail

Launch Media

Shoot

Ready! Fire!

Fire!

Then release him.

Shot at me?

Strike his irons.

Aim! Shoot!

Fire one.

Rifle grenade, fire!

Forward machine gun, fire!

And I said, Oh yeah, I'll try to write a mantra that she can sing to herself to help herself go to sleep.

OK, now, I want you to be aware of all the different sensations around you, because we're going to try a voodoo experiment right now.