Katrina Anne Van Tassel: Will you take nothing from Sleepy Hollow that was worth the coming here?
Ichabod Crane: No. No, not nothing.
[pauses]
Ichabod Crane: A kiss, from a lovely young woman, before she saw my face or knew my name.
Katrina Anne Van Tassel: Yes, without sense or reason.
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Ichabod Crane: You believe the father killed her?
Samuel Philipse: The Horseman killed her.
Ichabod Crane: How often do I have to tell you? There is no Horseman, never was a Horseman, and never will be a Horseman.
[Pulls a pendant off of The Magistrate's neck]
Ichabod Crane: What is that thing?
Samuel Philipse: It's my talisman. It protects me from the Horseman.
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Ichabod Crane: It was a headless horseman.
Baltus Van Tassel: You must not excite yourself.
Ichabod Crane: But it was a headless horseman.
Baltus Van Tassel: Of course it was. That's why you're here.
Ichabod Crane: No, you must believe me. It was a horseman, a dead one. Headless.
Baltus Van Tassel: I know, I know.
Ichabod Crane: You don't know because you were not there. It's all true.
Baltus Van Tassel: Of course it is. I told you. Everyone told you.
Ichabod Crane: I... saw him.
[faints]
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Ichabod Crane: The millennium is almost upon us. In a few months, we will be living in the nineteenth century. But our courts continue to rely on medieval devices of torture.
High Constable: Stand down.
Ichabod Crane: I stand up for sense and justice.
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Baltus Van Tassel: The horseman was a Hessian mercenary sent to the shores by German princes to keep Americans under the yoke of England. But unlike his compatriots, who came for money, the horseman came for love of carnage.
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Ichabod Crane: We have murders in New York without benefit of ghouls and goblins.
Baltus Van Tassel: You are a long way from New York, constable.
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Samuel Philipse: Five victims in four graves.
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Ichabod Crane: Doctor Lancaster, Reverend Steenwyck, Notary Hardenbrook, and Magistrates Philipse, who tried to cut and run, and lost his head. Four frightned men, arguing on the very night Magistrate Philipse was killed. There's a conspiracy here. The doctor, the reverend, the notary, and the magistrate. What is the secret that unites them? Magistrate Philipse knew there were five bodies to four graves, knew the widow was pregnant, but would not tell me the name of the father. What does this point to? We must proceed by a process of elimination. I shall make a list of every man and woman in Sleepy Hollow, starting with their chief citizen, Baltus Van Tassel. I feel we're getting very close.
Young Masbath: Yes. I suppose Baltus is the chief citizen, now that old Van Garrett is dead.
Ichabod Crane: Yes. The Van Garretts. I had almost forgotten them.
Ichabod Crane: Come with me.
Young Masbath: Where are we going?
Ichabod Crane: To Notary Hardenbrook's.
Young Masbath: Have you thought of something?
Ichabod Crane: Yes. I have.
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Ichabod Crane: Katrina, why are you in my room?
Katrina Anne Van Tassel: Because it is yours.
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Ichabod Crane[/b]: [opens the book] It was your mother's?
Katrina Anne Van Tassel[/b]: Keep it close to your heart. It's sure protection against harm.
Ichabod Crane[/b]: Are you so certain of everything?
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Katrina Anne Van Tassel: Is it Theodore?
Ichabod Crane: No. Pardon, miss, I am only a stranger.
Katrina Anne Van Tassel: Then have a kiss on my account.
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Ichabod Crane: [to the Western Woods Crone] I should like to say that I make no assumptions about your occupation nor your ways, Witch... which... which... which are nothing to me, whatever you are.
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Ichabod Crane: Katrina, I might have killed you. Why have you come?
Katrina Anne Van Tassel: Because no one else would go with you.
Ichabod Crane: I am now twice the man, and it is your white magic.
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Lady Van Tassel: Dear stepdaughter... You look as if you've seen a ghost.
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Lady Van Tassel: The easiest part was the first. To enter your home as your mother's sick-nurse and put her body into the grave and mine into the marriage bed.
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Baltus Van Tassel: If you are wise, you will leave this place.
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Baltus Van Tassel: [to Ichabod] Young sir, you are most welcome, even if you are selling something.
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Katrina Anne Van Tassel: I think you have no heart. And I had a mind once to give you mine.
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[to the horse]
Ichabod Crane: Giddy-up... no, no this way... good horsey.
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Ichabod Crane: No. No, not nothing.
[pauses]
Ichabod Crane: A kiss, from a lovely young woman, before she saw my face or knew my name.
Katrina Anne Van Tassel: Yes, without sense or reason.
.................................................
Ichabod Crane: You believe the father killed her?
Samuel Philipse: The Horseman killed her.
Ichabod Crane: How often do I have to tell you? There is no Horseman, never was a Horseman, and never will be a Horseman.
[Pulls a pendant off of The Magistrate's neck]
Ichabod Crane: What is that thing?
Samuel Philipse: It's my talisman. It protects me from the Horseman.
................................................
Ichabod Crane: It was a headless horseman.
Baltus Van Tassel: You must not excite yourself.
Ichabod Crane: But it was a headless horseman.
Baltus Van Tassel: Of course it was. That's why you're here.
Ichabod Crane: No, you must believe me. It was a horseman, a dead one. Headless.
Baltus Van Tassel: I know, I know.
Ichabod Crane: You don't know because you were not there. It's all true.
Baltus Van Tassel: Of course it is. I told you. Everyone told you.
Ichabod Crane: I... saw him.
[faints]
.................................................
Ichabod Crane: The millennium is almost upon us. In a few months, we will be living in the nineteenth century. But our courts continue to rely on medieval devices of torture.
High Constable: Stand down.
Ichabod Crane: I stand up for sense and justice.
.................................................
Baltus Van Tassel: The horseman was a Hessian mercenary sent to the shores by German princes to keep Americans under the yoke of England. But unlike his compatriots, who came for money, the horseman came for love of carnage.
.................................................
Ichabod Crane: We have murders in New York without benefit of ghouls and goblins.
Baltus Van Tassel: You are a long way from New York, constable.
................................................
Samuel Philipse: Five victims in four graves.
................................................
Ichabod Crane: Doctor Lancaster, Reverend Steenwyck, Notary Hardenbrook, and Magistrates Philipse, who tried to cut and run, and lost his head. Four frightned men, arguing on the very night Magistrate Philipse was killed. There's a conspiracy here. The doctor, the reverend, the notary, and the magistrate. What is the secret that unites them? Magistrate Philipse knew there were five bodies to four graves, knew the widow was pregnant, but would not tell me the name of the father. What does this point to? We must proceed by a process of elimination. I shall make a list of every man and woman in Sleepy Hollow, starting with their chief citizen, Baltus Van Tassel. I feel we're getting very close.
Young Masbath: Yes. I suppose Baltus is the chief citizen, now that old Van Garrett is dead.
Ichabod Crane: Yes. The Van Garretts. I had almost forgotten them.
Ichabod Crane: Come with me.
Young Masbath: Where are we going?
Ichabod Crane: To Notary Hardenbrook's.
Young Masbath: Have you thought of something?
Ichabod Crane: Yes. I have.
.................................................
Ichabod Crane: Katrina, why are you in my room?
Katrina Anne Van Tassel: Because it is yours.
.................................................
Ichabod Crane[/b]: [opens the book] It was your mother's?
Katrina Anne Van Tassel[/b]: Keep it close to your heart. It's sure protection against harm.
Ichabod Crane[/b]: Are you so certain of everything?
.................................................
Katrina Anne Van Tassel: Is it Theodore?
Ichabod Crane: No. Pardon, miss, I am only a stranger.
Katrina Anne Van Tassel: Then have a kiss on my account.
.................................................
Ichabod Crane: [to the Western Woods Crone] I should like to say that I make no assumptions about your occupation nor your ways, Witch... which... which... which are nothing to me, whatever you are.
.................................................
Ichabod Crane: Katrina, I might have killed you. Why have you come?
Katrina Anne Van Tassel: Because no one else would go with you.
Ichabod Crane: I am now twice the man, and it is your white magic.
.................................................
Lady Van Tassel: Dear stepdaughter... You look as if you've seen a ghost.
.................................................
Lady Van Tassel: The easiest part was the first. To enter your home as your mother's sick-nurse and put her body into the grave and mine into the marriage bed.
.................................................
Baltus Van Tassel: If you are wise, you will leave this place.
.................................................
Baltus Van Tassel: [to Ichabod] Young sir, you are most welcome, even if you are selling something.
.................................................
Katrina Anne Van Tassel: I think you have no heart. And I had a mind once to give you mine.
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[to the horse]
Ichabod Crane: Giddy-up... no, no this way... good horsey.
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