What really happened to the witch between "Last Midnight" and the finale? She went to London, of course, to have tea with her friend Mrs. Lovett! This, too, was written by Psycho and Om.
Witch: Well, it's really been grand, but I'm afraid...
Into the woods, it's time to go
Bye, Nellie dear, I have to go
Into the woods to end the show...
Sweeney: *coming down from upstairs* Wait! Don't you want a SHAVE first?
Witch: You know, I thought I was done with being mistaken for a man after I turned myself young again.
Mrs. Lovett: Don't mind him, dear, he tries to shave everybody. Best just to...*glances at empty pie counter* just to let him pretend he's shaving you. Too bad you're my friend...
Witch: What?
Mrs. Lovett: Nothing, nothing!
***later***
Witch: Mr. Todd! For trying to kill me with your razor, I demand that you give me your daughter to raise as my own!
Sweeney: You know, I really would, but Judge Turpin asked first, so...
Witch: Please. My other daughter got trampled by a giant. I HAVE A HOLE IN MY HEART.
Sweeney: Meh. I have several in mine. You can live with 'em.
Witch: ...I can give you RAMPION...
Sweeney: Hmm... If you give me some beans, I may be able to convince Turpin.
Witch: Uh, no. I don't give those out after what happened last time. I can give you some asparagus, though...
Sweeney: But... Rampaging giants would really work with my "everybody should die" plan!
Witch: Oh well, if you're sure. BUT before I give them to you, you have to PINKY PROMISE you'll give me your daughter.
Sweeney: PINKY PROMISE PINKY PROMISE PINKY PROMISE
Witch:All right... *gives five beans*
(Plink...plink...plink...plink...plink...)
Sweeney: AT LAST, MY VEGETABLE GARDEN IS COMPLETE AGAIN!
Witch: Now GIVE ME THE GIRL...
Sweeney: HAHA I TRICKED YOU YOU CAN'T HAVE MY BABY!
Witch: BUT...BUT YOU PINKY-PROMISED!
Sweeney: Hmm... Good point... Oh well. I'm a liar.
Witch: *ANGRY WITCH FACE* YOU WILL CURSE THE DAAAAAY YOU DID NOT DOOOOO-
Sweeney: MWA HA HA HA
Witch: I shall lay a CURSE on you...that from now on, everything you touch will DIE! HA HA HA! Oh...wait...
Sweeney: OMGOMGOMGOMG YESSSSS THANK YOU I LOVE YOU SO MUCH
Witch: *backs away slowly. actually, backs away really, really quickly* That was a poor decision.
Sweeney: HEY RANDOM STRANGER! HIGH FIVE!
Witch: *shouting to passersby* TAKE COVER, EVERYONE! TAKE COVER!
Sweeney: DIE!
Witch: *hides*
Sweeney: HEY MRS. LOVETT! WANT A HUG?
Mrs. Lovett: YES! YES, I DO, SWEENEY! *hugs* Ah, crap.
Sweeney: MWA HA HA HA HA
Dead Mrs. Lovett: Well, that was probably more painless than if you had hypothetically pushed me into an oven.
Sweeney: Hmm... Whatevs. It's not about the PAIN, it's about the DEATH.
And THAT is the moral of the story, kids.