I am constable [word is unclear] about crane, sent from New York to investigate murder in sleepy hollow.
How much have your superiours explained to you?
Only that the 3 were slain in open ground. Their heads...severed from their bodies.
Taken by the headless horseman? Taken back to Hell. Who road a giant black steed [horse] to look at him, Major. His heart run cold. Even today, the western woods is a haunted place, where brave men will not venture.
We have murders in New York without benefit of ghouls and goblins.
You're a long way from New York Constable.
Is everyone is this village enthralled with superstition?
We have many things to talk about. Even in this backward place.
Excuse my manner, I'm not used to...
Female company?
Murder! The horseman's killed again!
The assassin is a man of flesh and blood and I will discover him.
Are you so certain of everything?
Perhaps there's a bit of witch in you Patrina.
Why do you say that?
Because you have bewitched [cast a spell upon/enchanted/made fall in love with you] me.