Claudia Black credited as playing...
Dahlia
- Hayley Marshall: It's okay, baby girl.
- [hears footsteps approaching, gasps]
- Dahlia: What a beauty. Hello, my child. I...
- [witch halted by the magic spell barring any malign force to enter]
- Dahlia: I was hoping for a more intimate chat, though I sense by entering... you would have me at a considerable disadvantage.
- Hayley Marshall: [all Southern charm... not!] Why don't you come on in?
- [shakes her head]
- Hayley Marshall: I'd *love* to show you some hybrid hospitality.
- Dahlia: I only wanted to see the little one who's been promised to me. Won't be long now. Surely you've noticed that the spell protecting you is growing weaker.
- Hayley Marshall: If you lay a finger on her, I swear I'll make you suffer in ways even your evil mind can't imagine.
- Dahlia: [chuckles] Hayley, is it? I have no quarrel with you. Esther made this bargain long ago. It's most unfortunate that you've been dragged into it.
- Hayley Marshall: You talk like you don't have a choice. But this is your doing.
- Dahlia: When I give my word, I keep it. And I expect others... to do the same. Esther and I made a bargain a long time ago, and so you see, that child is rightfully mine. The only question that you need ask is would you deny me, knowing that it would mean your death.
- Hayley Marshall: You're not taking her.
- Dahlia: You're frightened for... your child.
- [chuckles]
- Dahlia: I can assure you, anything that Freya may have told you about our life together, well, she always had a flair for the dramatic.
- Hayley Marshall: Yeah, well, it seems to run in the family.
- Dahlia: Of course, most of my 'troubles' with Freya stemmed from the fact that I came for her so late in life. You see, she had such a strong memory of the family that I took her from then. But Hope is still young. She won't cling to the memory of you or... cry for you in her sleep. You can take comfort in the fact that for her it will be as if you never existed.
- Hayley Marshall: Come closer.
- [eyes turn yellow]
- Hayley Marshall: Let's see how a witch with no magic does against me.
- Dahlia: [as Hope starts crying] Oh... you've upset... the child. Pity, you ought not to waste your last hours with her this way. You should spend your time saying your farewells. Nightfall tomorrow... will come all too soon.
- [Hayley stands defiantly, rocking the baby]
- Dahlia: Goodbye, for now... little one.