All language subtitles for American.Horror.Story.S12E07.WEB.x264-TORRENTGALAXY

Ah!

Sonia.

Adeline.

My babies.

My babies.

Salve, o puer. Ave Satanas.

Vivant liberi Domini nostri

Salve, o puer. Ave Satanas.

Vivant liberi...

Who are you?

Happy anniversary.

What the hell did you do?

-Well, I bought you
a puppy. Duh.
-Dex.

Oh, his name is Oz, but we can
rename him if you want.

How are we
gonna take care of a puppy?

What do you mean?

I'm always at the restaurant.

Yeah, I can walk him.

You should have
talked to me about this.

I wanted to surprise you.

Yeah, but we're grown-ups.

You can't just, like, you know,

do things impulsively without--

I mean, come on.

You talk to me
like I'm your child.

It feels that way sometimes.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. I just--

I really appreciate the gesture.

But?

We're not ready.

You're 30.

And running
my own fucking business.

Don't get all defensive.

I gotta get to work.

How are we ever gonna have kids
if you don't even want a dog?

I don't know if I want kids,
Dex.

And I told you this.

And you said
you wanted to marry me anyway.

And it was
the best decision I ever made.

I love you.

More than I will ever
love anyone.

Hey, Lino!

- Hey, Chef.
- Hi.

- Afternoon, Chef.
- Afternoon, Cristin. Nice boots.

Always a legend, Nat.
Thank you.

- What do we got, Pauls?
- Hey, Chef.

Spring minestrone verde
with a pistachio lemon pistou.

Nice.

Well done.

Yeah, just give it
a little salt.

-But excellent.
-You got it.

And over here I'm playing
with a royal trumpet paella

-with almonds and red pepper.
-All right.

Remember,
I named this restaurant Hestia

because it means hearth.

Hestia is the Greek goddess
of the hearth,

home, hospitality.

And what we get to do here
is redefine domesticity.

Okay? We get to show the world
that it's possible

to be both soft and strong.

That the people who historically
tended our hearths

were, in fact, warriors.

I know. I know. It's cheesy.

But it's true.

Right? And it's important.

And--

And it is our responsibility

to carry on
their age-old tradition

of matriarchal care

and nourishment
with elegance and grace.

All right, let's do it.

Ave Hestia.

Go home, Paula.

You sure?

Hey, you've cleaned that spot,
what, six times now?

I'll walk you to the train.

I'm fine. I, uh,

just need some time alone.

Dex is driving me nuts
right now.

-Night, Chef.
-Night.

Salve, o puer. Ave Hestia.

Vivant liberi Domini nostri.

Salve, o puer. Ave Hestia.

Vivant liberi Domini nostri.

Oh, Jesus.

Hi, Addie.

Don't call me that.

You've done wonders
with this place.

What do you want?

To see my sister.

Is that a crime?

Breaking into a restaurant is.

But I didn't break in.

I just appeared. You know that.

Just like I didn't turn
those knobs on the stove.

Cute how you
told your chef to take off

so you can have alone time.

I mean, what could you say?

"Please leave so I can confront
my evil twin

who I pretend doesn't exist."

-Let's play.
-No.

Just once.

For old times' sake.

Leave me alone.

Okay, I will.

I promise.

If you can beat me.

Ah. I start.

I like your accent, by the way.

I can't quite nail American.

I'm happy to see you
doing so well.

I am.

Does your husband know?

Does your staff?

Your little best friend?

God, does anyone in your life?

I'm never coming back, Sonia.

Shit.

Your turn.

Addie, we need you.

You don't need anything.

You know that's not true.

What you need,
you take without permission.

But I already left. And I know
too much to ever go back.

Was it worth it?

Giving it all up
to marry some milquetoast man?

I left because
our mission was wrong.

And I'm sure you're making
a much more

significant difference with your
little vegan feminist utopia.

I don't need
to make a difference.

I just want a simple life.

Nothing you do or say
can change who you are.

You can leave or not leave.
Come back or not come back.

You'll always be one of us.

You were born into it.

We don't have to stay
where we're born.

Ah!

You weren't always like this.

Wasn't I?

God, I can't remember.

What is the matter, dear?

I can't do it, Mother.

I want to help people,
not hurt them.

Who is to say what is helping
and what is hurting?

Lying is hurting.

And what if we are lying

for the greater good?

But what you're asking, Mother,
is not for the greater good.

It is only for her good.

You deserved that, I'm afraid.

I did not, Mother.

Do you dare
contradict me...

...darling?

I'm sorry, Mother.

I cut myself open for you.
And your sister.

To enter this world.

Thank you, Mother.

I lay down my life.
And you repay me with what?

Insolence!

I do not want to create evil,
Mother.

You stupid,
stupid thing.

We cannot create anything.

We're women.
We're not allowed to!

We can only choose
whether to be right, or happy.

And which are you, Mother?

I made the only choice.

Now, finish
the placenta, Sonia.

Really, Mother?

There will be more.

I'm so sorry I hurt you, dear.

Look.

Now we are the same.

Come here, dear.

Kneel.

Blood-bound.

Together.

Forever.

Salve, o puer. Ave Satanas.

Vivant liberi Domini nostri.

Salve, o puer. Ave Satanas.

Vivant liberi Domini nostri.

Salve, o puer. Ave Satanas.

Vivant liberi Domini nostri.

Salve, o puer. Ave Satanas.

I still don't understand
how this happened.

She must've tripped
when she was cleaning up,
and...

Yeah, I don't buy it.

What do you think happened?

Uh, I don't know.

She-- She keeps
talking about her sister.

I mean, I've heard
her sister's sick,

but I don't think that she's
capable of something like this.

Adeline is traumatized by her.

Traumatized by her whole family.
They're all nightmares.

She won't even tell me
their names.

Well,
I'm sorry to hear that, Son.

Yeah.

I hope
she heals quickly.

All right, Dad.
You take care.

You too.

No more.

What do you mean?

That boy's a mess.

So is that crazy wife of his.

She's not crazy.

She's something.

Always in
some sort of fucking trouble.

Their life is chaos.

That's not true.

Because we've enabled them
all these years.

I don't think
we've enabled them.

Don't you fucking
contradict me!

You insisted we buy
that grotesque death box
of a condo for them.

And throw that
gag-inducing wedding.

I thought it was nice.

I'm calling
Robbie tomorrow.

-Having him cut them off.
-Dexter.

Boy calls himself an artist.

He's a piece of shit,
is what he is.

He's our only child.

What the hell did I just tell
you about contradicting me?

I just think we need
to be gentler with him.

Hmm,
it's not very you.

No, I think not.

Um, here we have
our princess-cut diamonds.

Oh, God. Even the name
is so infantilizing.

The wedding industrial complex
has become akin to

planning a six-year-old's
birthday party.

Uh-- I can show you
our cushion cuts.

Or perhaps you may like--

Which is the most expensive?

Sorry?

What sort of engagement rings

do newly minted
billionaires buy?

Let me find our owner.

Talia.

I sold the company.

What?

I sold my start-up.

Oh, my God.

I didn't know
that you were looking to sell.

Well, I wasn't.
A buyer came out of nowhere.

Offer no one could refuse.

For a billion dollars?

1.2 to be precise.

What? What are you
gonna do now?

Mmm. Invest in Dex's gallery.

What gallery?

The gallery that's going to give
your husband an actual career.

He's a painter.

Would you buy
one of his paintings

if you weren't married to him?

Exactly.

Wow.

It's really a generous offer,
Talia, but--

And didn't his father
just cut off
his little monthly allowance?

What's your plan?

You're still in debt
from opening Hestia, darling.

We'll figure it out.
We'll sell the apartment.

Or-- Or you could just tell him
if he grows some balls

and comes to work with me
I can make his dreams come true.

Why are you doing this?

Because I love you.

And I want you to have it all.

Sorry to bother you, Chef.
Number 29 wants to speak to you.

Uh, nope.

She ordered
the 2008 Patrimony Cab.

Fuck.

Excuse me.

I just wanted to give
compliments on the meal.

Leave me the fuck alone.
All of you.

I haven't even ordered dessert.

Get out of my restaurant.

Oh, you are going to regret
saying that.

The only thing I regret
is not leaving sooner.

I know what it's like
out there, Adeline.

You're brave to try it.
But you don't have to
fight anymore.

-Oh, I'm not.
-Oh, there's a much easier,
softer way.

-That's bullshit.
-Hmm.

Are you even happy with him?

You don't even
really love him, do you?

-Get out.
-One more thing.

Mmm. They miss you.

Get those fucking things
away from me.

And they are growing up so fast.

You don't want to keep
your babies' teeth?
As a keepsake?

Get out of my restaurant
right now.

Such handsome little creatures
you grew in your own womb.

Chef.

We need you
in the kitchen.

Right away.

I was just leaving.

Mmm.

I heard the dessert here
is dry anyway.

You know,

sometimes you just need
a little dairy.

Will that be all?

Babe? You home?

I'll be right out.

Fuck.

You okay?

Yeah.

I just got my period.

Thank you, Talia.

It took me a bit
to come around to it,

but... ...I'm excited
and extremely grateful.

Hmm. Me too.

I know nothing about art,
but it's high time I go into it.

Isn't that what you're supposed
to do when you're filthy rich?

To Harding Gallery.

Hear, hear.

Let me take a photo
of you two to celebrate.

Hmm. Lovely.

Let me take a photo
of the four of you.

Okay.

Thanks, Cristin.

Wow.

Okay, this framing
is a hate crime.

I--

Let's take one at the bar.

Okay.

- Here? That's good.
- Yeah.

Dex in the middle.

- Oh, thank you! Thank you.
- Hello.

Hey there, sweetheart.

-Hey.
-You next to me, darling.

It's my good side.

One more.

Beautiful.

What do you think?

- It's so cute.
-I could take more if you'd like.

- Love it.
- Let me see.

It's just wonderful.

I mean, you look so happy,
young, fresh.

Well...

I think
we really should be going.

I have my trainer at 4:00.

That's in five hours.

No rest for the wicked.

Thank you as always
for the only good vegan food

- I've ever had.
- Thank you.

Congratulations,
seriously. You are a genius.

- Bye.
- See you, Dex.

-We'll have such fun.
-Yeah.

- I'll walk you to the door.
- Thank you.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

You're not very convincing.

Darling, don't pry.

Sorry.

- I'll see you at the engagement party.
- -Can't wait.

Bye!

- You guys can take off.
I got it.
- Bye.

Goodbye!

Well, I said it before,
I'll say it again, I'm sure,

a million times in our lifetime.

You were right.

-You make a great team.
-Hmm.

And just because
you're opening a gallery,

doesn't mean
you can't keep painting.

Oh, I was lousy at it anyway.

-Don't say that.
-No, it's true.

-You are the artist...
-Mmm.

...and I'm your loving
and deeply admiring husband.

You okay?

I have to tell you something.

What is it, babe?

I love you.

I'll see you at home?

No way.

I like finishing
the night here alone.

You know that.

-Are you sure?
-Mm-hmm.

Adeline, I...

Love of my life.

You have reached Adeline.

I can't get to
the phone right now.

Salve, o puer. Ave Hestia.

Vivant liberi Domini nostri.

Salve, o puer. Ave Hestia.

Vivant liberi Domini nostri.

Salve, o puer. Ave Satanas.

Vivant liberi Domini nostri.

Hello?

Hello?

This is how you were made.

Ah!

Erase his memory.

Welcome...

Apostate.

Who's she?

Who is she?

You must guess.

Why do you hate me?

I love you.

You're my sister.

You can never escape
your family.

You're not my family.
I renounced you.

Don't you see, darling?

You have no power
other than what she gives you.

And takes away.

You did all this

to prove your loyalty to her?

You fool.

We did this to punish you.

As if defecting
wasn't enough,

you married him
to give her the middle finger.

Who are you to speak?
You tried to leave too.

Enough!

Who are you?

Guess.

I never wanted to betray you.

We live in a world
that wants to see me fail.

I didn't have a choice.

You sold your soul
to sell your company?

Did you carry a creature?

She carried several.

Her womb is quite hospitable.

You never did seem curious

about those work trips
she kept taking.

Hmm, she was very self-involved.

You're not partnering with him.

Oh, she's going to do
more than that.

She's going to pair him
with his new wife.

She will be the one
to carry and birth

the purest product possible.

That's disgusting.

Mmm.

Motherhood is always a blessing.

Mother!

I really do love you, you know.

Nothing more fruitful for
the complexion than fetal fluid.

Youth.

Beauty.

Take hold of me.

Mother!

Youth. Beauty.

Youth. Beauty.

Vivant liberi Domini nostri.

Salve, o puer. Ave Satanas.

Vivant liberi Domini nostri.