input: TEXT: [PREVIOUSLY_ON] John: Isaac? Isaac: Isaac, the fornicator. Coming home to Salem to get out of the war is like jumping in the ocean to get out of the rain. Isaac: You can't leave Salem just yet. Something you've got to see. Mr. Hale: Someone broke our circle. Mary: Who saw us? Mr. Hale: I do not know. Mary: I waited for you. Years and years. John: Come with me. Mary: I can't. It's impossible. Tituba: The grand rite has begun, and the earth cries out for innocent blood. Mary: I know well my duties. George: [Grunts] The only thing that keeps me alive is the look on your face when John Alden finds out what you really are. Bridget: [Screaming] Anne: Father, you know Bridget. How could you think her guilty of this? Mr. Hale: It isn't a matter of what I think. What a mess you've made of things. Bridget: [Gasping] Anne: [Sobbing] Mary: I don't want you here. John: I almost believe you. [Insects chirping] Cotton: You're so beautiful. "Fear no man's war, for only a war from hell could destroy Salem." The devil was never going to let a promised land be built here without a battle. Mary: Do you know what killed nearly every woman buried here? Love. Cotton: And witches armed with deadly malice... Mary: Most died in childbirth. So love is to a woman... Cotton: Are the most malignant and insidious weapons in that battle... Mary: What war is to a man. The most deadly thing, they'll do. Cotton: That war for the body and the soul of a nation. Mary: Only a fool runs quickly to war... Cotton: Imagine a foe you can't see... Mary: Or love. Cotton: Armed with weapons unknown... Mary: I can teach you... Cotton: And the ability to appear as anyone. Mary: About life and death and many things in between. Anne: Stop it! Just stop it!
  SUMMARY:
output: When Magistrate Hale discovers that it was Isaac who broke the witches circle, it's up to John to save him. A power struggle arises within the hive, forcing Mary to assert her authority with potentially deadly consequences.