Sleepy Hollow (2013–2017): Season 1, Episode 10 - The Golem - full transcript
Ichabod feels he must find out about his son Jeremy and why Katrina never told him. So he gets the help of Sin-eater Henry Parrish, overcoming his warning. It works, Crane learns that Jeremy was horribly abused in a grim priest's war orphanage until he used his inherited witchcraft to conjure a Golem, while Katrina's powers were bound by her coven, which also disposed of 'dangerous' Jeremy. But Ichabod's journey awoke both the golem and Moloch.
Previously on Sleepy Hollow:
What's this about?
Who are you?
I'm Katrina Crane.
Is this a dream?
You're the man
Abbie told me about.
The Sin Eater.
Family tree.
You're a descendant of Grace Dixon.
- It's time.
- I saw Katrina giving birth.
I have a son. Heh, heh.
What did you say?
I had a vision.
I'm sorry, you must be mistaken.
She would've told me.
Or she needed to keep it secret.
What happened to my son?
Chopping down a Christmas tree?
An altogether
nonsensical concept.
Celebrating Yuletide
with a titular display of lumber.
Well, bah,
humbug to you too, Ebenezer.
That was all gibberish.
Scrooge.
He's a Dickensian character. A grump.
Well, you guys had Christmas, right?
Santa Claus. Snowmen. Eggnog.
During my era
the term was "Egg 'N' Grog."
A draft made of rum
that led inevitably to an aching head...
...ergo "noggin," abbreviated to "nog."
I get why you're upset.
Do you, now?
Find out you had a son
and you never got to know him.
I'm sorry, Crane.
If I were you,
I'd be taking an ax to something too.
My head is swimming
with questions.
What was he like?
What did he know of me?
How did he live?
And why did Katrina not tell me
she was with child?
She put you in that cave to protect you.
I gotta assume she kept it a secret
for the same reason.
Moloch hunted them both down
centuries ago.
While I've yet to know the reason...
...it suggests that their fates will
come to bear in our war against him now.
That is why we must find out
what happened to my son.
And we shall start
by trying to contact Katrina.
How do you plan on doing that,
exactly?
When she came to me, it seemed like
she had to move mountains to do it.
Those were some pretty
freaky mountains.
You expecting company?
Indeed.
The only man I know
capable of moving freaky mountains.
You called Parrish? Why?
Put yourself in my place.
How far would you go for answers?
All the way.
Mr. Parrish, thank you for coming...
Don't touch me. Please.
Apologies, Mr. Crane.
It's not a good idea to touch me.
Of course.
I appreciate your hasty arrival.
Shall we venture indoors?
Well, I'm sorry to disappoint you.
I'm a Sin Eater, I can read,
and at times remove sins, that's all.
No, that's not all.
You have the power
to reach across realms.
You summoned a man long-dead
and brought him to me.
Summon him with all your heart.
Here into this room.
Now open your eyes.
You must have the ability
to reach Katrina.
Purgatory?
It isn't anything I've ever tried before.
Please.
I beg you.
Yeah, all right. I'll make an attempt.
That's all I can promise. I've never used
my gift for a purpose beyond removing sins.
Now, you listen very carefully:
A mortal soul has no place
in the realm of the dead.
Your life will be in danger.
I will have to put it in danger.
I understand the risks.
Ha, ha. No, you don't.
Our lives are a tapestry.
Each moment is a thread
upon which the next thread is woven.
When you reach beyond this existence,
as you are about to, you are tempting fate.
I cannot say
what consequences will befall you.
Consequences of inaction
weigh far greater with me, sir.
Henry.
Under the circumstances,
Henry will be fine.
This will frighten you.
Once I begin, you must not stop me,
no matter how much you want to.
If you have any doubt, now would be
a good time to make your exit.
Thanks for the warning.
I'm not going anywhere.
Come. Come.
Think of your wife.
Summon her with all your heart.
What I'm about to do will bring you
closer to her, and closer to death.
I'm ready.
Ugh!
Henry.
I told you, the closer he is to death,
the shorter distance it is to travel.
Katrina.
No, no, no, how are you here?
The Sin Eater.
Moloch is always near.
If he learns of your presence...
Is it true we have a son?
I would have told you
when you first awoke...
...but we've had fleeting moments
of precious time.
We made a covenant when we married.
You owe me the truth.
His name.
Jeremy.
Our son's name was Jeremy.
After your grandfather.
I did not know I was with child
when I buried you in that cave.
Fortunately, neither did my coven. They
sought to punish me for saving your life.
It was only when I fled to Europe in search
of a spell to unbind you from the horseman...
...that I learned of my condition.
When my quest failed...
...I returned home
to my coven's relentless pursuit.
If I did not reveal where I buried you...
...they would condemn me
to a fate worse than death.
I knew then they would not stop
until they had us both, so I fled.
To the only sanctuary I knew:
- Fredericks Manor.
- Come on.
I delivered our son
under Lachlan and Grace's care.
Mrs. Crane, it's a boy.
He was the most beautiful creature
I had ever seen.
I knew in that moment
that I could not keep him.
Not whilst your coven
was bent on revenge.
That would've endangered
his life as well.
I could not condemn our son
to a life as a fugitive.
To protect him, in order to give him
a brighter future, I had to let him go.
One day we'll see each other again,
little lord.
And I will hold you in my dreams
every night until then.
You are my heart and soul,
Jeremy Crane.
And always will be.
I made you a little friend.
He will watch over you while I'm away.
He will make sure that you are safe.
And that you are never, ever alone.
I left him in the care of Grace
and her husband, Joseph...
...a pastor at Trinity Church.
And that was the last time
I laid eyes on our son.
This is an echo of that place.
Purgatory's cruel way
of confronting me with my choice.
Until I am freed.
So I come here once a day and I light a
candle in memoriam and I pray for his soul.
Your own coven banished you here.
I was put here
by the sisters with great power.
Known as
"The Four Who Speak As One."
I am so sorry, my love.
But I had no choice but to give
him up in order to save him.
I will find out what happened to our son.
I will free you from this hell.
We will defeat Moloch
and we will be together again.
I swear.
You must leave.
Release your will to be here and you
will return to your realm. Do it now.
Go!
Crane?
Crane.
He'll be all right.
His body is experiencing
a physical reaction.
You strangled me.
He means "thank you."
Your ancestor, Grace...
...she took custody of my child.
It seems your fates
were merged before you met.
Yet the fate of my son
remains a mystery.
We'll do everything we can
to find out what happened to him, Crane.
I promise.
We don't know if any
of your descendants are still alive.
Well, if Jeremy married and had
three children, the average at the time...
...then we compound that number
over eight generations...
...I could have as many as...
...6000 offspring.
Six thousand little Ichabods.
Crane, I have an idea.
The Historical Society Library.
They have a rare records collection dating
back to Revolutionary Era Sleepy Hollow.
That's where we start.
Officer Mills,
my train leaves in 18 minutes.
We're five minutes away.
You'll be all right.
Oh.
If it's all the same,
I'd rather not presume.
Mr. Parrish. Henry.
I beg you a further request.
Please, Mr. Crane.
The 8:05 p.m. train, seat 15B,
I do my crosswords, they settle me.
You saved my life, you granted
me passage to Katrina...
...you have a purpose with us.
My purpose...
...was to separate you
from the horseman...
...so that you could continue the work for
which you have been called, both of you.
And that is where my contribution ends.
Henry.
You know,
when I found your file the first time...
...I noticed your mother,
she died when you were young.
Cancer.
Such a perfect word for it.
Your father has been in
a nursing home the last 10 years.
Alzheimer's, I think it is.
You have no other family?
We're pretty thin on it ourselves.
If we don't find out more
about the little that we did have...
...Crane's son
and how we're all connected...
...we may not be able to do the work
that we've been called to do.
And then all your incredible help
will have been for nothing.
There's a train that leaves at 12:44 a.m.
Give me your word I'll be on it.
You have my word.
Frank, what brings you
back to the church?
I remember a sermon
you gave once.
About the two witnesses,
prophets of the apocalypse.
Two olive trees who stand
before the Lord of the Earth.
Symbolism, allegory, literal?
You could ask those questions
about all scriptures.
Some people believe they're absolute
truths, others see them as parables.
What happens to the witnesses?
According to the New Testament,
witness means "martyr."
They're destined to die
for their testimonies.
What happens to the people
that follow them?
Apostles usually suffer the same fate
as the martyr.
You know, I joined the service
because I wanted to help people.
Then my little girl got hit by a car.
When I joined the force
I was gone so often my wife left me.
And now you're telling me...
...that the grand prize for a life
of public service might be death.
You have to have faith
in the Lord's plan.
Oh.
If God has a plan, who's it for?
Me or him?
Wait, what aren't you telling me?
What's happening to you, Frank?
I remember why I stopped coming here.
From the 18th century? No, I don't think
we have any records on Trinity Church.
Madam, this town has existed...
...since Adriaen van der Donck
dubbed it Sleeper's Haven in 1655.
Surely there must be some reference
to its houses of worship...
...in the town's Historical Society.
You speak with such authority on the past.
Without books,
we have neither a past nor a future.
I would have thought a librarian,
above all, would comprehend that.
If we have anything on Trinity Church,
it would be in that section over there.
Feel free to look.
I'll be in the back.
Mistletoe.
That, you recognize?
Enduring tradition, to the imminent
peril of all the pretty housemaids.
Let's get to work.
I found it.
"Grace Martha Dixon.
Born 1751.
Died 1784."
She was a young woman.
Says here,
according to eyewitness accounts...
...there was a fire.
They were trapped inside.
Local townspeople
were afraid of Jeremy.
People claimed they had seen him
start fires just by crying.
Katrina's powers.
He inherited them.
After the house burned down...
...they found the boy the next
morning completely unhurt.
People came to believe
he was some kind of monster.
After that, he was sent to a home
for orphan children of the war.
What happened to my child?
It doesn't say.
My son...
...was responsible
for the death of your ancestors.
It's not your fault.
There's nothing you could've done.
- I could have been there.
- That is a not a choice...
...you were given, my friend.
I'm so sorry. To both of you.
I feared opening these doors
would be painful.
The home to which my son was sent.
- Does it have a name?
- There's nothing here.
And don't count on Ms. Helpful
guiding us in the right direction.
Oh. She knows more than she's telling.
Lying is a sin.
I can sense a sin a mile away.
Ms. Hudson?
She's gone.
Outside.
Oh, God.
What could've done this?
I won't be catching that later train,
will I?
- Macey, your dad is here.
- Okay, Mom, in a minute.
So how's life in the small city?
Big city was quieter.
Well, that's you in a nutshell.
Whenever you were here,
you wanted to go.
Whenever you were gone,
you wished that you were here.
Cynthia, I know that I made it
hard on you, always being gone.
I just want you to know...
...I'm sorry.
You deserve better.
You know, if you would've told me that
a year ago...
...you would still be living in this house.
I do now.
Popski.
Little Bean.
Mm, mm.
Bye, Mama.
Bye-bye, honey.
You have fun, okay?
Okay.
Bye.
The librarian's personal effects
just came in from Impound.
These are all
of the archivist's possessions?
Just from her office at work.
Apparently, she has a personal safe.
You're doing crosswords?
As I said, it distracts me
from my troubles.
A good puzzle misleads you.
It sends you in one direction...
...fools you into thinking
you know what's going on.
But once you've discovered the trick, you
see that there's often a hidden meaning.
Just as the librarian
was trying to conceal something from us.
You don't perhaps know an unusual word
for "fidgety and restless," do you?
Gumplefik.
Gumplefik?
A perfect fit.
I'm still reconciling today's language
and its advancements.
For example, in my era,
a toilet was a "vanity cabinet."
"intercourse" meant
simply social conversation.
"Awful" meant awe-inspiring.
If I went out with a guy
and we had awful intercourse...
...we'd be going on a second date?
Disconcerting, yet accurate.
That's just weird.
Well...
What's wrong?
That box...
...is filled with pain.
This symbol
was the crest of Katrina's coven.
The Sisterhood of the Radiant Heart.
Only a member of the Sisterhood
would possess such an item.
Seriously.
The librarian from the
Historical Society was a witch?
Just as Reverend Knapp was before her,
embedded in Sleepy Hollow for centuries.
Explains her expression, recognition.
She knew who you were.
Whatever is in there,
it reeks of anger and pain and death...
...stronger than anything
I've felt in years.
He will make sure that you are safe.
This drawing.
It's familiar.
I've seen this doll.
When Katrina came to me in the dream
or the vision, whatever it was...
...there was a baby carriage.
That doll was in it.
May I see it, please?
The pain...
...the misery inside that box.
I think it's your son's.
The priest who governed
the orphanage...
...I can feel the darkness of his heart.
No food until penance.
The priest...
...believed there was only one way
of purging the boy's affliction.
Until one day, the child's pain
swelled in him so deeply...
...he summoned the promise
of his mother's wish...
...and with a single drop of blood...
...discovered the true strength
of his power.
Jeremy manifested his rage...
...his grief.
In the absence of someone
to protect him...
...he made real a champion
to keep him safe.
This violence we've seen, I believe
it's the handiwork of this champion.
- You don't know that.
- I've seen this creature.
In Katrina's Purgatory.
When I returned to the cabin...
...I could still feel its presence.
It followed me back.
I was afraid something like this
would happen.
I warned you not to tempt fate.
Even if you're right,
why would it kill this witch?
She was a member of the coven
that banished Katrina...
...robbed the boy of his mother.
There are more in the coven...
...more who may still be alive.
This death, I fear...
...may be the first of many more to come.
It's called a Vine...
...but it has absolutely
nothing to do with shrubbery?
Yeah. It's a video, six seconds long.
On YouTube?
No, YouTube videos are, like, three
minutes long. No one has time for that.
Yeah, I'm having a Dad moment. Thanks.
We looked into that wheelchair sports camp
at the Y last year. Never followed up.
I could give them a call.
Dad...
...you get this sound in your voice...
...and it makes me feel kind of helpless.
I'm sorry.
I mean, no matter how scary it gets, I'm
not gonna let this thing beat me, right?
I'm gonna keep fighting. You said that.
Yeah.
That I did.
Heh.
And I think it'd be easier to fight it...
...if I had some hot chocolate
with lots of marshmallows.
Oh, understandable.
Oh, my God. Popski.
You can have a hot chocolate,
not a puppy.
Give me two, uh, hot chocolates
with peppermint.
She seems like a strong kid.
She is.
How strong is she?
Sorry?
I said, how strong is your daughter?
Strong enough
to fight for her soul?
What did you say to me?
God may have a plan, captain,
but we have one too.
What the hell are you?
How'd you know what I said?
What are you talking about?
How did you know what I said?
I don't know, sorry. I don't know.
Hey, what's going on here?
This guy just attacked me.
Step back, sir.
I'm New York State Police.
I'm reaching for my badge.
I'm sorry.
What's wrong with you?
Let's go.
We have one too.
Contents of the librarian's safe
have arrived. Anything of use?
All the lieutenant's found so far are
ticket stubs from traveling carnivals...
...from the last hundred years. Strange.
Hmm.
You're troubled.
My father always used to say to me:
"When you have a child...
...he will follow your example
more than your advice."
Yet my son had the benefit
of neither.
I know the choice was not mine...
...but it brought his rage into the world.
Then and now.
It is a father's task to impart wisdom.
Mine taught me not to fear my power.
I wished I could have
thanked him for this gift...
...while his mind was still intact.
Whatever became of your son...
...you speak for him now.
I believe he was a good man,
Ichabod.
He was, after all, molded from your clay.
Heh.
Washington's Bible, molded from clay.
Katrina buried this with me.
She said it would provide answers
for the challenges which lay ahead.
Here, "Psalms 139.
And your eyes did see my substance,
being yet unformed."
A reference in both the Bible
and the Judaic Talmud...
...to an enchanted being
made animate from inanimate matter...
...like the first son of God, born of mud.
A golem.
I remember it from Sunday school.
It's like a magical attack dog.
Forceful enough to crush Ms. Hudson's
vehicle using merely its fists.
A creature imbued with its creator's
most ardent passions.
Jeremy's doll became the golem.
Of course. He created a protector.
Wait a minute.
These four veiled women,
I've seen them before.
When I saw Katrina and the doll,
they were there too.
"The Four Who Speak As One."
Librarian must have visited them
at different carnivals. "Philadelphia...
...New Orleans, Chicago."
These are the women
who banished Katrina to Purgatory.
If the golem has been made real...
...and seeks revenge
against those who hurt your boy...
...then surely they'll be next.
If they put Katrina in Purgatory...
...it stands to reason
they could bring her back.
That would strike a powerful blow
against Moloch.
We must find them
before the golem does.
The last ticket stub, dated two days ago.
Carnival in Dobbs Ferry,
right outside town.
That's where they are.
Wait here.
You're not going in there alone.
These women imprisoned my wife
and left my son abandoned without hope.
I think I'm entitled to a private word
before we take them to safety.
It seems we've been relegated
to the part of gongoozler, you and I.
I'm not even gonna ask.
Gongoozler means idle spectator.
That's just great.
You go. It's cool.
Henry and I will sit back here
and gongoozle our asses off.
Now who's the Scrooge?
Be careful, Crane.
Who's there?
As you so proudly boast
of your clairvoyance...
...your query suggests you're lying
or merely playing coy.
Show yourselves.
Curious. Your aura, it's...
Displaced.
Fractured.
Unreadable.
Your palm. Bring it here.
You are a good man.
Your lifeline was interrupted long ago...
Then revived.
There is but one mortal...
With such a curious fate.
You are Ichabod Crane.
We've waited centuries for this moment.
It was foretold...
That your arrival would seal our fate.
Seal your fate?
I don't understand.
You Will.
For tonight, we die.
If what you're saying is true,
I can take you to safety...
...but only if you release Katrina.
If our destiny is to die...
We must accept it,
whatever form it takes.
Nothing you can offer...
Will change that.
Well, then here's
some clairvoyance for you.
Death will come for you tonight...
...in the form of a creature
known as a golem.
Accept my offer, or your demise
will be most painful indeed.
The golem has returned?
How?
It followed me back from Purgatory.
You found a way between realms...
And in so doing...
...repeated your wife's mistake...
By altering the ordained path.
I don't believe fate befalls us
however we act...
...only unless we act.
Then you've learned nothing.
Katrina defied fate as well.
Your death would have spared her...
And your child...
Of all the pain they endured
after you were laid to wait.
It was not your decision to make.
Your coven is meant to be
a source of good.
Yet you delivered my wife
into captivity in the hands of the enemy.
Necessity makes strange bedfellows...
And it was our sacred duty...
To rectify what Katrina had undone.
Rumors of Jeremy's
fearsome companion spread...
So they were hunted.
The creature killed
in defense of his master.
A mindless thing that murdered
anyone who came close to the boy.
When we learned who your son was,
what he had created...
...we offered our help.
But he refused, beyond control.
He chose to be alone...
With his golem.
He was afraid. The creature
was his only means of defense.
That is why they both had to be stopped.
What did you do to him?
Golem could not be destroyed
by our spells.
We imprisoned the creature in Purgatory...
But your son was immune to us.
His power had grown too great.
We offered him a place in our coven...
But he again refused.
With no other choice...
- ...the Sisterhood bound together...
- And invoked a hex...
To stop his heart.
You murdered my son.
Death begets death.
That is the price we now pay.
Our fate is sealed, our time run out.
How do I kill the golem?
Your son's blood gave it life.
Only his blood can end it.
Run.
Lieutenant! The golem, where is he?
Crane.
Where are the sisters?
They've met a just fate.
Did they tell you how to stop it?
Only that my son's blood gave it life,
and only his blood can end it.
We got to get these people
out of here.
This way.
What hellish form of torment is this?
Fun house mirrors.
When did irony become
the national pastime?
You're hurt.
You said blood...
...gave the doll life.
Your son's blood is your blood.
Your blood can destroy it.
Crane!
Stop!
I'm Jeremy's father.
You exist because I did not.
If there was any way I could go back
and change this, believe me...
...with all my heart, I would.
But fate bestowed this task on you...
...his only friend.
His guardian.
And in many ways, a father to him.
For that, I owe you my life.
But now I'm begging you to stop.
Jeremy is gone.
There's nothing left for you to protect.
You have to let him go.
We both have to let him go.
You've endured enough pain.
Bear it no more...
...my son.
Be at peace.
Be at peace.
Ichabod.
He's gone.
It's over.
I'm glad you're all right.
And I'm sorry to make a hasty exit...
...but the next train leaves
in 18 minutes.
Mr. Parrish...
Oh, please, it's Henry, remember?
And if I may, you were right.
About?
I've been called to help you...
...in your mission. If I hadn't separated
your blood from the horseman...
...you would not have been able
to put the golem to rest.
Or your son.
Thank you for availing me of your gift.
It seems no matter
how hard we both tried...
...one cannot turn from fate.
And yet, for the first time...
...I feel that fate
has delivered me a blessing.
By bringing you both into my life.
It's our privilege, Henry.
We never bury the dead, son.
Not really.
We take them with us.
It's the price of living.
I got you something.
Oh.
Ha, ha.
I was gonna give it to you
on Christmas Eve...
...but you look like
you need a little boost.
Oh.
Oh, ha, ha.
You've em... You embroidered
my name on some oversized hosiery.
How odd.
It is a Christmas tradition.
Is it?
Merry Christmas, Crane.
Merry Christmas, lieutenant.
I'm starving.
I'm gonna go get some comfort food.
I'll be back in 10.
Reveal yourself!
- Katrina?
- Not Katrina.
Come out and face me, Moloch.
Or are you afraid?
I offer this warning:
The saint's name is a sign.
When you know my name...
...war will take form.
Then the end of days begins.
There will be no end of days.
- You hear me?
- Your death is assured.
You and the second witness.
Face me, coward!
I touched her soul once.
Soon it will be mine forever.
And you will give it to me.
Crane.
What happened?
Moloch.
He's coming for your soul.
He says I will deliver it to him.
What's this about?
Who are you?
I'm Katrina Crane.
Is this a dream?
You're the man
Abbie told me about.
The Sin Eater.
Family tree.
You're a descendant of Grace Dixon.
- It's time.
- I saw Katrina giving birth.
I have a son. Heh, heh.
What did you say?
I had a vision.
I'm sorry, you must be mistaken.
She would've told me.
Or she needed to keep it secret.
What happened to my son?
Chopping down a Christmas tree?
An altogether
nonsensical concept.
Celebrating Yuletide
with a titular display of lumber.
Well, bah,
humbug to you too, Ebenezer.
That was all gibberish.
Scrooge.
He's a Dickensian character. A grump.
Well, you guys had Christmas, right?
Santa Claus. Snowmen. Eggnog.
During my era
the term was "Egg 'N' Grog."
A draft made of rum
that led inevitably to an aching head...
...ergo "noggin," abbreviated to "nog."
I get why you're upset.
Do you, now?
Find out you had a son
and you never got to know him.
I'm sorry, Crane.
If I were you,
I'd be taking an ax to something too.
My head is swimming
with questions.
What was he like?
What did he know of me?
How did he live?
And why did Katrina not tell me
she was with child?
She put you in that cave to protect you.
I gotta assume she kept it a secret
for the same reason.
Moloch hunted them both down
centuries ago.
While I've yet to know the reason...
...it suggests that their fates will
come to bear in our war against him now.
That is why we must find out
what happened to my son.
And we shall start
by trying to contact Katrina.
How do you plan on doing that,
exactly?
When she came to me, it seemed like
she had to move mountains to do it.
Those were some pretty
freaky mountains.
You expecting company?
Indeed.
The only man I know
capable of moving freaky mountains.
You called Parrish? Why?
Put yourself in my place.
How far would you go for answers?
All the way.
Mr. Parrish, thank you for coming...
Don't touch me. Please.
Apologies, Mr. Crane.
It's not a good idea to touch me.
Of course.
I appreciate your hasty arrival.
Shall we venture indoors?
Well, I'm sorry to disappoint you.
I'm a Sin Eater, I can read,
and at times remove sins, that's all.
No, that's not all.
You have the power
to reach across realms.
You summoned a man long-dead
and brought him to me.
Summon him with all your heart.
Here into this room.
Now open your eyes.
You must have the ability
to reach Katrina.
Purgatory?
It isn't anything I've ever tried before.
Please.
I beg you.
Yeah, all right. I'll make an attempt.
That's all I can promise. I've never used
my gift for a purpose beyond removing sins.
Now, you listen very carefully:
A mortal soul has no place
in the realm of the dead.
Your life will be in danger.
I will have to put it in danger.
I understand the risks.
Ha, ha. No, you don't.
Our lives are a tapestry.
Each moment is a thread
upon which the next thread is woven.
When you reach beyond this existence,
as you are about to, you are tempting fate.
I cannot say
what consequences will befall you.
Consequences of inaction
weigh far greater with me, sir.
Henry.
Under the circumstances,
Henry will be fine.
This will frighten you.
Once I begin, you must not stop me,
no matter how much you want to.
If you have any doubt, now would be
a good time to make your exit.
Thanks for the warning.
I'm not going anywhere.
Come. Come.
Think of your wife.
Summon her with all your heart.
What I'm about to do will bring you
closer to her, and closer to death.
I'm ready.
Ugh!
Henry.
I told you, the closer he is to death,
the shorter distance it is to travel.
Katrina.
No, no, no, how are you here?
The Sin Eater.
Moloch is always near.
If he learns of your presence...
Is it true we have a son?
I would have told you
when you first awoke...
...but we've had fleeting moments
of precious time.
We made a covenant when we married.
You owe me the truth.
His name.
Jeremy.
Our son's name was Jeremy.
After your grandfather.
I did not know I was with child
when I buried you in that cave.
Fortunately, neither did my coven. They
sought to punish me for saving your life.
It was only when I fled to Europe in search
of a spell to unbind you from the horseman...
...that I learned of my condition.
When my quest failed...
...I returned home
to my coven's relentless pursuit.
If I did not reveal where I buried you...
...they would condemn me
to a fate worse than death.
I knew then they would not stop
until they had us both, so I fled.
To the only sanctuary I knew:
- Fredericks Manor.
- Come on.
I delivered our son
under Lachlan and Grace's care.
Mrs. Crane, it's a boy.
He was the most beautiful creature
I had ever seen.
I knew in that moment
that I could not keep him.
Not whilst your coven
was bent on revenge.
That would've endangered
his life as well.
I could not condemn our son
to a life as a fugitive.
To protect him, in order to give him
a brighter future, I had to let him go.
One day we'll see each other again,
little lord.
And I will hold you in my dreams
every night until then.
You are my heart and soul,
Jeremy Crane.
And always will be.
I made you a little friend.
He will watch over you while I'm away.
He will make sure that you are safe.
And that you are never, ever alone.
I left him in the care of Grace
and her husband, Joseph...
...a pastor at Trinity Church.
And that was the last time
I laid eyes on our son.
This is an echo of that place.
Purgatory's cruel way
of confronting me with my choice.
Until I am freed.
So I come here once a day and I light a
candle in memoriam and I pray for his soul.
Your own coven banished you here.
I was put here
by the sisters with great power.
Known as
"The Four Who Speak As One."
I am so sorry, my love.
But I had no choice but to give
him up in order to save him.
I will find out what happened to our son.
I will free you from this hell.
We will defeat Moloch
and we will be together again.
I swear.
You must leave.
Release your will to be here and you
will return to your realm. Do it now.
Go!
Crane?
Crane.
He'll be all right.
His body is experiencing
a physical reaction.
You strangled me.
He means "thank you."
Your ancestor, Grace...
...she took custody of my child.
It seems your fates
were merged before you met.
Yet the fate of my son
remains a mystery.
We'll do everything we can
to find out what happened to him, Crane.
I promise.
We don't know if any
of your descendants are still alive.
Well, if Jeremy married and had
three children, the average at the time...
...then we compound that number
over eight generations...
...I could have as many as...
...6000 offspring.
Six thousand little Ichabods.
Crane, I have an idea.
The Historical Society Library.
They have a rare records collection dating
back to Revolutionary Era Sleepy Hollow.
That's where we start.
Officer Mills,
my train leaves in 18 minutes.
We're five minutes away.
You'll be all right.
Oh.
If it's all the same,
I'd rather not presume.
Mr. Parrish. Henry.
I beg you a further request.
Please, Mr. Crane.
The 8:05 p.m. train, seat 15B,
I do my crosswords, they settle me.
You saved my life, you granted
me passage to Katrina...
...you have a purpose with us.
My purpose...
...was to separate you
from the horseman...
...so that you could continue the work for
which you have been called, both of you.
And that is where my contribution ends.
Henry.
You know,
when I found your file the first time...
...I noticed your mother,
she died when you were young.
Cancer.
Such a perfect word for it.
Your father has been in
a nursing home the last 10 years.
Alzheimer's, I think it is.
You have no other family?
We're pretty thin on it ourselves.
If we don't find out more
about the little that we did have...
...Crane's son
and how we're all connected...
...we may not be able to do the work
that we've been called to do.
And then all your incredible help
will have been for nothing.
There's a train that leaves at 12:44 a.m.
Give me your word I'll be on it.
You have my word.
Frank, what brings you
back to the church?
I remember a sermon
you gave once.
About the two witnesses,
prophets of the apocalypse.
Two olive trees who stand
before the Lord of the Earth.
Symbolism, allegory, literal?
You could ask those questions
about all scriptures.
Some people believe they're absolute
truths, others see them as parables.
What happens to the witnesses?
According to the New Testament,
witness means "martyr."
They're destined to die
for their testimonies.
What happens to the people
that follow them?
Apostles usually suffer the same fate
as the martyr.
You know, I joined the service
because I wanted to help people.
Then my little girl got hit by a car.
When I joined the force
I was gone so often my wife left me.
And now you're telling me...
...that the grand prize for a life
of public service might be death.
You have to have faith
in the Lord's plan.
Oh.
If God has a plan, who's it for?
Me or him?
Wait, what aren't you telling me?
What's happening to you, Frank?
I remember why I stopped coming here.
From the 18th century? No, I don't think
we have any records on Trinity Church.
Madam, this town has existed...
...since Adriaen van der Donck
dubbed it Sleeper's Haven in 1655.
Surely there must be some reference
to its houses of worship...
...in the town's Historical Society.
You speak with such authority on the past.
Without books,
we have neither a past nor a future.
I would have thought a librarian,
above all, would comprehend that.
If we have anything on Trinity Church,
it would be in that section over there.
Feel free to look.
I'll be in the back.
Mistletoe.
That, you recognize?
Enduring tradition, to the imminent
peril of all the pretty housemaids.
Let's get to work.
I found it.
"Grace Martha Dixon.
Born 1751.
Died 1784."
She was a young woman.
Says here,
according to eyewitness accounts...
...there was a fire.
They were trapped inside.
Local townspeople
were afraid of Jeremy.
People claimed they had seen him
start fires just by crying.
Katrina's powers.
He inherited them.
After the house burned down...
...they found the boy the next
morning completely unhurt.
People came to believe
he was some kind of monster.
After that, he was sent to a home
for orphan children of the war.
What happened to my child?
It doesn't say.
My son...
...was responsible
for the death of your ancestors.
It's not your fault.
There's nothing you could've done.
- I could have been there.
- That is a not a choice...
...you were given, my friend.
I'm so sorry. To both of you.
I feared opening these doors
would be painful.
The home to which my son was sent.
- Does it have a name?
- There's nothing here.
And don't count on Ms. Helpful
guiding us in the right direction.
Oh. She knows more than she's telling.
Lying is a sin.
I can sense a sin a mile away.
Ms. Hudson?
She's gone.
Outside.
Oh, God.
What could've done this?
I won't be catching that later train,
will I?
- Macey, your dad is here.
- Okay, Mom, in a minute.
So how's life in the small city?
Big city was quieter.
Well, that's you in a nutshell.
Whenever you were here,
you wanted to go.
Whenever you were gone,
you wished that you were here.
Cynthia, I know that I made it
hard on you, always being gone.
I just want you to know...
...I'm sorry.
You deserve better.
You know, if you would've told me that
a year ago...
...you would still be living in this house.
I do now.
Popski.
Little Bean.
Mm, mm.
Bye, Mama.
Bye-bye, honey.
You have fun, okay?
Okay.
Bye.
The librarian's personal effects
just came in from Impound.
These are all
of the archivist's possessions?
Just from her office at work.
Apparently, she has a personal safe.
You're doing crosswords?
As I said, it distracts me
from my troubles.
A good puzzle misleads you.
It sends you in one direction...
...fools you into thinking
you know what's going on.
But once you've discovered the trick, you
see that there's often a hidden meaning.
Just as the librarian
was trying to conceal something from us.
You don't perhaps know an unusual word
for "fidgety and restless," do you?
Gumplefik.
Gumplefik?
A perfect fit.
I'm still reconciling today's language
and its advancements.
For example, in my era,
a toilet was a "vanity cabinet."
"intercourse" meant
simply social conversation.
"Awful" meant awe-inspiring.
If I went out with a guy
and we had awful intercourse...
...we'd be going on a second date?
Disconcerting, yet accurate.
That's just weird.
Well...
What's wrong?
That box...
...is filled with pain.
This symbol
was the crest of Katrina's coven.
The Sisterhood of the Radiant Heart.
Only a member of the Sisterhood
would possess such an item.
Seriously.
The librarian from the
Historical Society was a witch?
Just as Reverend Knapp was before her,
embedded in Sleepy Hollow for centuries.
Explains her expression, recognition.
She knew who you were.
Whatever is in there,
it reeks of anger and pain and death...
...stronger than anything
I've felt in years.
He will make sure that you are safe.
This drawing.
It's familiar.
I've seen this doll.
When Katrina came to me in the dream
or the vision, whatever it was...
...there was a baby carriage.
That doll was in it.
May I see it, please?
The pain...
...the misery inside that box.
I think it's your son's.
The priest who governed
the orphanage...
...I can feel the darkness of his heart.
No food until penance.
The priest...
...believed there was only one way
of purging the boy's affliction.
Until one day, the child's pain
swelled in him so deeply...
...he summoned the promise
of his mother's wish...
...and with a single drop of blood...
...discovered the true strength
of his power.
Jeremy manifested his rage...
...his grief.
In the absence of someone
to protect him...
...he made real a champion
to keep him safe.
This violence we've seen, I believe
it's the handiwork of this champion.
- You don't know that.
- I've seen this creature.
In Katrina's Purgatory.
When I returned to the cabin...
...I could still feel its presence.
It followed me back.
I was afraid something like this
would happen.
I warned you not to tempt fate.
Even if you're right,
why would it kill this witch?
She was a member of the coven
that banished Katrina...
...robbed the boy of his mother.
There are more in the coven...
...more who may still be alive.
This death, I fear...
...may be the first of many more to come.
It's called a Vine...
...but it has absolutely
nothing to do with shrubbery?
Yeah. It's a video, six seconds long.
On YouTube?
No, YouTube videos are, like, three
minutes long. No one has time for that.
Yeah, I'm having a Dad moment. Thanks.
We looked into that wheelchair sports camp
at the Y last year. Never followed up.
I could give them a call.
Dad...
...you get this sound in your voice...
...and it makes me feel kind of helpless.
I'm sorry.
I mean, no matter how scary it gets, I'm
not gonna let this thing beat me, right?
I'm gonna keep fighting. You said that.
Yeah.
That I did.
Heh.
And I think it'd be easier to fight it...
...if I had some hot chocolate
with lots of marshmallows.
Oh, understandable.
Oh, my God. Popski.
You can have a hot chocolate,
not a puppy.
Give me two, uh, hot chocolates
with peppermint.
She seems like a strong kid.
She is.
How strong is she?
Sorry?
I said, how strong is your daughter?
Strong enough
to fight for her soul?
What did you say to me?
God may have a plan, captain,
but we have one too.
What the hell are you?
How'd you know what I said?
What are you talking about?
How did you know what I said?
I don't know, sorry. I don't know.
Hey, what's going on here?
This guy just attacked me.
Step back, sir.
I'm New York State Police.
I'm reaching for my badge.
I'm sorry.
What's wrong with you?
Let's go.
We have one too.
Contents of the librarian's safe
have arrived. Anything of use?
All the lieutenant's found so far are
ticket stubs from traveling carnivals...
...from the last hundred years. Strange.
Hmm.
You're troubled.
My father always used to say to me:
"When you have a child...
...he will follow your example
more than your advice."
Yet my son had the benefit
of neither.
I know the choice was not mine...
...but it brought his rage into the world.
Then and now.
It is a father's task to impart wisdom.
Mine taught me not to fear my power.
I wished I could have
thanked him for this gift...
...while his mind was still intact.
Whatever became of your son...
...you speak for him now.
I believe he was a good man,
Ichabod.
He was, after all, molded from your clay.
Heh.
Washington's Bible, molded from clay.
Katrina buried this with me.
She said it would provide answers
for the challenges which lay ahead.
Here, "Psalms 139.
And your eyes did see my substance,
being yet unformed."
A reference in both the Bible
and the Judaic Talmud...
...to an enchanted being
made animate from inanimate matter...
...like the first son of God, born of mud.
A golem.
I remember it from Sunday school.
It's like a magical attack dog.
Forceful enough to crush Ms. Hudson's
vehicle using merely its fists.
A creature imbued with its creator's
most ardent passions.
Jeremy's doll became the golem.
Of course. He created a protector.
Wait a minute.
These four veiled women,
I've seen them before.
When I saw Katrina and the doll,
they were there too.
"The Four Who Speak As One."
Librarian must have visited them
at different carnivals. "Philadelphia...
...New Orleans, Chicago."
These are the women
who banished Katrina to Purgatory.
If the golem has been made real...
...and seeks revenge
against those who hurt your boy...
...then surely they'll be next.
If they put Katrina in Purgatory...
...it stands to reason
they could bring her back.
That would strike a powerful blow
against Moloch.
We must find them
before the golem does.
The last ticket stub, dated two days ago.
Carnival in Dobbs Ferry,
right outside town.
That's where they are.
Wait here.
You're not going in there alone.
These women imprisoned my wife
and left my son abandoned without hope.
I think I'm entitled to a private word
before we take them to safety.
It seems we've been relegated
to the part of gongoozler, you and I.
I'm not even gonna ask.
Gongoozler means idle spectator.
That's just great.
You go. It's cool.
Henry and I will sit back here
and gongoozle our asses off.
Now who's the Scrooge?
Be careful, Crane.
Who's there?
As you so proudly boast
of your clairvoyance...
...your query suggests you're lying
or merely playing coy.
Show yourselves.
Curious. Your aura, it's...
Displaced.
Fractured.
Unreadable.
Your palm. Bring it here.
You are a good man.
Your lifeline was interrupted long ago...
Then revived.
There is but one mortal...
With such a curious fate.
You are Ichabod Crane.
We've waited centuries for this moment.
It was foretold...
That your arrival would seal our fate.
Seal your fate?
I don't understand.
You Will.
For tonight, we die.
If what you're saying is true,
I can take you to safety...
...but only if you release Katrina.
If our destiny is to die...
We must accept it,
whatever form it takes.
Nothing you can offer...
Will change that.
Well, then here's
some clairvoyance for you.
Death will come for you tonight...
...in the form of a creature
known as a golem.
Accept my offer, or your demise
will be most painful indeed.
The golem has returned?
How?
It followed me back from Purgatory.
You found a way between realms...
And in so doing...
...repeated your wife's mistake...
By altering the ordained path.
I don't believe fate befalls us
however we act...
...only unless we act.
Then you've learned nothing.
Katrina defied fate as well.
Your death would have spared her...
And your child...
Of all the pain they endured
after you were laid to wait.
It was not your decision to make.
Your coven is meant to be
a source of good.
Yet you delivered my wife
into captivity in the hands of the enemy.
Necessity makes strange bedfellows...
And it was our sacred duty...
To rectify what Katrina had undone.
Rumors of Jeremy's
fearsome companion spread...
So they were hunted.
The creature killed
in defense of his master.
A mindless thing that murdered
anyone who came close to the boy.
When we learned who your son was,
what he had created...
...we offered our help.
But he refused, beyond control.
He chose to be alone...
With his golem.
He was afraid. The creature
was his only means of defense.
That is why they both had to be stopped.
What did you do to him?
Golem could not be destroyed
by our spells.
We imprisoned the creature in Purgatory...
But your son was immune to us.
His power had grown too great.
We offered him a place in our coven...
But he again refused.
With no other choice...
- ...the Sisterhood bound together...
- And invoked a hex...
To stop his heart.
You murdered my son.
Death begets death.
That is the price we now pay.
Our fate is sealed, our time run out.
How do I kill the golem?
Your son's blood gave it life.
Only his blood can end it.
Run.
Lieutenant! The golem, where is he?
Crane.
Where are the sisters?
They've met a just fate.
Did they tell you how to stop it?
Only that my son's blood gave it life,
and only his blood can end it.
We got to get these people
out of here.
This way.
What hellish form of torment is this?
Fun house mirrors.
When did irony become
the national pastime?
You're hurt.
You said blood...
...gave the doll life.
Your son's blood is your blood.
Your blood can destroy it.
Crane!
Stop!
I'm Jeremy's father.
You exist because I did not.
If there was any way I could go back
and change this, believe me...
...with all my heart, I would.
But fate bestowed this task on you...
...his only friend.
His guardian.
And in many ways, a father to him.
For that, I owe you my life.
But now I'm begging you to stop.
Jeremy is gone.
There's nothing left for you to protect.
You have to let him go.
We both have to let him go.
You've endured enough pain.
Bear it no more...
...my son.
Be at peace.
Be at peace.
Ichabod.
He's gone.
It's over.
I'm glad you're all right.
And I'm sorry to make a hasty exit...
...but the next train leaves
in 18 minutes.
Mr. Parrish...
Oh, please, it's Henry, remember?
And if I may, you were right.
About?
I've been called to help you...
...in your mission. If I hadn't separated
your blood from the horseman...
...you would not have been able
to put the golem to rest.
Or your son.
Thank you for availing me of your gift.
It seems no matter
how hard we both tried...
...one cannot turn from fate.
And yet, for the first time...
...I feel that fate
has delivered me a blessing.
By bringing you both into my life.
It's our privilege, Henry.
We never bury the dead, son.
Not really.
We take them with us.
It's the price of living.
I got you something.
Oh.
Ha, ha.
I was gonna give it to you
on Christmas Eve...
...but you look like
you need a little boost.
Oh.
Oh, ha, ha.
You've em... You embroidered
my name on some oversized hosiery.
How odd.
It is a Christmas tradition.
Is it?
Merry Christmas, Crane.
Merry Christmas, lieutenant.
I'm starving.
I'm gonna go get some comfort food.
I'll be back in 10.
Reveal yourself!
- Katrina?
- Not Katrina.
Come out and face me, Moloch.
Or are you afraid?
I offer this warning:
The saint's name is a sign.
When you know my name...
...war will take form.
Then the end of days begins.
There will be no end of days.
- You hear me?
- Your death is assured.
You and the second witness.
Face me, coward!
I touched her soul once.
Soon it will be mine forever.
And you will give it to me.
Crane.
What happened?
Moloch.
He's coming for your soul.
He says I will deliver it to him.