The Lampwhat We Do In The Shadows : Season 4 Ep... (2025)

“Marwa!” Nandor cheered, throwing his arms wide. “The war has been over for seven hundred years! Welcome to Staten Island. It is like the afterlife, but with more strip malls.”

“Nandor?” she asked, her voice melodic. “Is the war over?”

“That is fine,” Nandor waved him off. “Guillermo will explain the internet to her. It is basically the same thing as magic anyway.” The LampWhat We Do in the Shadows : Season 4 Ep...

The Djinn flipped through several pages on his clipboard. “Ah, yes. Marwa. From the Kingdom of Al-Quolanudar. Let’s see… she was wife number thirty-seven? Or was it thirty-eight? You had thirty-seven of them.”

“Yes, Master?” the Djinn sighed. “We are down to our final thirty-eight wishes. Please tell me you’ve thought of something better than making your horse, John, slightly more aerodynamic.” “Marwa

Being a magical slave was exhausting, but at least the drama in this house was better than sitting in a dark lamp.

Nandor the Relentless sat on a pile of decorative Persian rugs, staring intensely at the lamp. He rubbed it with the sleeve of his velvet cape. With a weary puff of purple smoke, the Djinn appeared, holding a clipboard and wearing his signature vest. It is like the afterlife, but with more strip malls

“Actually, I had thirty-seven wives and one very talented husband,” Nandor corrected. “But Marwa was the one who didn’t mind when I spent three months pillaging and forgot to write. She has a very kind face. Like a symmetrical potato.”