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[thunder rumbling]

Stay in your rooms. Lock the doors. If you've got any powers, fire them up.

We're under attack, witches.

[♪ "Appassionata" playing]

Perhaps a little night music for all the stabbing and screaming.

[Mallory, faintly] Cordelia?

They killed Cordelia.

She's too far gone.

We need Morwenna. She's our only hope.

This is some bona fide demon shit.

-We should run. -[Madison] No.

This is our coven. Our house.

No one comes into our house, shits on our rug, and gets out alive.

[♪ "Appassionata" intensifies]

Don't worry about me, ladies. Your trouble lies upstairs.

[witch screaming]

You ready?

[♪ "Appassionata" continues]

Mallory, stay with our Supreme. You and you, let's fuck their shit up.

[Madison] Let's do it.

[sobbing] We need you.

[screaming in distance]

[breathing shakily]

[crying]

[♪ "Appassionata" continues]

[♪ "Appassionata" playing in distance]

[footsteps]

[wind howling]

Okay, hot. [chuckles]

Holy shit.

That's Jeffrey Dahmer.

-Who? -Jeffrey Dahmer.

What, are you the only person who didn't watch the TV show?

No, girl. I watched the TV show, but what is he doing here?

[Dahmer] Haven't you ladies heard?

[♪ tense music playing]

Every night is Devil's Night from now on.

[drill whirs]

As if, you diet-cannibal cum sock.

-[Dahmer grunts] -Missed me.

[Dahmer grunting]

-[sizzling] -Say when.

[Dahmer breathing heavily]

[groans]

-Wow. -[breathing shakily]

Am I your first girl?

[gasps] I hate to say it, but it's…

[whispers] …it's kind of an honor.

-[screams] -[cracking, squelching]

[grunts]

[♪ "Appassionata" continues]

-How dare you! -[knife whooshes]

-[groaning] -I'll save Madison!

[Queenie] That was my sister you just stabbed.

You just made it real personal, motherfucker.

And by the way, I know way too much about you.

You think you can come into my house, like you didn't hunt those boys down?

[Dahmer screaming] No!

Drug 'em up, chain 'em up,

carve 'em up like meat, and then smile afterwards?

You know, I cannot stand one more second of violence towards the Black body.

-This? This is for them boys in Milwaukee. -[energy crackling]

[screaming] No!

[gasps]

[Dahmer whimpering]

Queenie, are you… are you literally eating yourself?

He started it.

-[Dahmer crying out, whimpering] -[Madison sighs]

Mind if I play with your food?

[Dahmer panting]

This is for Cordelia. [grunts]

[Dahmer screaming]

Damn it.

Yeah, he's cooked.

[sizzling]

-[sighs] I thought you quit smoking. -Quitting is for losers.

Perfect timing.

Who's ready for round two? Mallory, how many are we up against?

One went down the kitchen stairs. There's another one in the sewing room.

All right. Mallory and, um--

-Ophelia. -[Madison] Ophelia. Strong combo.

You two take the sewing room. Coco, Queenie, downstairs.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Wait. You want me on offense?

What do you want me to do?

Figure out how many calories we're all burning?

Coco, step your pussy up!

Get it up!

You have a human voodoo doll on your team, okay?

And if things go sideways, Mallory's, you know,

spidey sense will tingle like a cold sore on prom night.

I don't know. Fucking figure it out.

Scumbelina, you're coming with me.

And who put you in charge?

Our Supreme is dead.

That means one of us is getting a promotion.

[Queenie] Supreme pain in the ass.

I hate all of this so much. And that smell.

Queenie, talk to me about your insulin output.

Are we in a high-high, low-low situation?

-What makes you think I'm diabetic? -Understood.

No labels, but something in this house has a metabolism that is doing cartwheels.

[sniffing]

Uh… Coco, where are you going?

[♪ "Appassionata" intensifies]

[shouts]

[♪ music stops]

[♪ "Appassionata" continues]

You want me to fight, Madison?

Fine. I'll fight.

Coco, what are you doing? We have shit to do.

Stash somewhere… [gasps]

Bingo.

[whispers] "Bingo"? That's your "bingo"? Candy?

Your voodoo doll thing, right, it needs a human mirror?

So? What does candy have to do with it?

[♪ "Appassionata" continues]

Queenie, I have the constitution of a haunted Victorian child.

If you so much as whisper the word glucose at me,

I'm, like, full short circuit.

[sighs] Is that why you're always acting so angry?

Yes.

Look, it's literally all up to us now.

One of these psychos is walking around here

with a pancreas two gummy bears shy of diabetic ketoacidosis.

So, make me your mirror.

Spike my blood sugar.

I'll amplify it and blast it into him.

Tag-team metabolic magic.

I binge. You purge.

Oh, it takes me right back to senior year. [sniffs]

He's in there.

[sniffing] In the dining room.

Get munching.

Oh, my God. She's really dead.

She's as dead as vaudeville.

I've seen reanimation spells work on people who were dead for years.

She's barely cold.

You can do this.

[Morwenna panting]

[energy crackling]

I can't. I really can't. I just can't. [sobs]

[Madison] Try harder.

We need her.

[electricity buzzing]

[♪ "Appassionata" continues]

[witch sobbing softly]

[Zodiac Killer] Stay quiet.

[♪ "Appassionata" continues in distance]

What now?

-[mouthing words] -Okay.

-[candy wrapper crinkling] -[witch sobs]

[Zodiac Killer] I know you're there.

[whispers] Shit. Sorry.

-[Zodiac Killer] Drywall won't save you. -[mouthing words]

[Zodiac Killer] You're one bullet away from the bull's-eye of the Zodiac.

[thunderclaps]

-[glass breaks] -[grunting]

-[grunts] -[groans]

-[footsteps approach] -[panting]

Get away from her, you sick fuck.

[whimpering] I'm okay!

[♪ suspenseful music playing]

Go on, now.

You know I get a little hot when you bark at me like you do.

Don't shoot. Please, I'll do whatever you want.

Tie her hands to her feet.

And no funny business.

[witch sobbing softly]

[Coco whispers] Don't worry. We got you.

-[Zodiac Killer] I said no funny business. -She's just a teenage girl.

[both gasp]

[cackling]

[♪ sinister music playing]

-[both grunt] -[objects clatter]

Your fights were never fair.

You preyed on women you thought nobody cared about, you bastard.

Damn right. Hail Satan.

[chuckles]

Hey, ugly.

You want some chocolate?

[♪ tense music playing]

[Zodiac Killer] What did you say to me?

[scoffs] You think the devil sent you here?

I know he did.

I keep his sign on my hand, close to my chest.

And now I'm gonna carve it into you.

[laughs]

I asked you if you wanted some chocolate.

[thunder rumbling]

[Zodiac Killer] No, I don't want some fucking chocolate.

[laughs]

-Do your thing, Ophelia! -Ascende!

[Ramirez groans, grunts]

[Coco panting]

[Ramirez groaning]

So much sugar.

-I'm spiking! -[Zodiac Killer panting]

-[heartbeat racing] -[Coco] That's ketoacidosis, asshole.

-[shell clatters] -[body thuds]

Girl, that is some Brentwood white-girl hoodoo.

-[panting] -Proud of you, gluten-free. Come on.

What are you trying to do to me, witch?

Remember Boyle Heights, Richie? The neighbors who came for you?

They recognized you from the sketches they made themselves.

They cut you. Nearly beat you to death,

but then the cops came in and stole you away,

-sparing you from their vengeance. -[grunts]

Well, what if your story had ended the way it should have?

Meaning what, bitch?

What if I send you back in time

to the neighborhood you terrorized for the justice you deserved?

[snaps fingers]

[all clamoring]

[bones cracking, flesh squelching]

[grunting]

[screaming]

[sirens wailing in distance]

[exclaims]

[♪ "Appassionata" continues]

[Mallory] Rot in hell, Night Stalker.

It's done.

He's done. [chuckles softly]

[Ophelia] I didn't know witches could manipulate time.

How did you do that?

As far as anyone is concerned,

I did none of that. Do you understand?

This is our secret.

[♪ "Appassionata" intensifies]

Cordelia, Mother's home.

Fiona.

[thunder rumbling]

Who did this?

Who did this to my baby girl?

[♪ "Appassionata" continues]

Not my prettiest corpse, but…

my work nonetheless.

Well, what have we here, huh?

Behind that tailored suit and that honeyed voice,

you're as coarse as an alligator in Lake Pontchartrain.

So what are you then?

You're a minx. You're a sphinx.

You're loath to let any man know when you've broken into a sweat.

I perspire for no weakling.

[grunts] Damn!

Especially one with such bad aim.

Why, you're as sly as a puss, aren't you?

And your parlor games play for keeps, don't they?

My killers have such purpose and we have such plans!

-[sickle whooshes] -[groaning]

Oh, that smarts.

Don't you understand? We are on the same side, my dear.

We can build a new future, a permanent darkness together!

[groaning]

Oh, why?

[inhales through teeth]

-[growls] -[Fiona] My return was a family affair.

The voice that called me back belongs to that woman

who is lying dead in the front hall by your greasy hands!

-[grunts] -[groans]

Mother!

-In case you missed my point… -[growls]

[chuckles]

[whispers] …I am the baddest witch of them all.

And I don't need to dirty my hands on the likes of you.

Your henchmen have risen…

[chuckles]

…to do my wet work for me.

Boys. Boys!

Wait. Hey. It's James Patrick March. Your captain.

-[squelches] -[all grunting]

We just got the band back together!

Oh, we have so much left to accomplish.

-To demolish! -[blades stabbing]

[♪ eerie organ music playing]

[coughing]

Ow.

[groaning]

[squelching]

[spits]

[grunts]

[Dahmer] Um…

[March wheezing]

I don't know why I did that.

[March wheezing]

Aw, geez.

[grunts]

[thuds]

[necks snap]

What the hell is happening?

The vandals are at the door,

but from the look of the world at this point,

it's hard to imagine it could ever get worse.

I tried to save her. I couldn't.

[sniffles]

What's your name?

Morwenna.

That's a pretty name.

Okay.

A mother needs time alone with her child.

[♪ melancholy music playing]

[witch sobbing softly]

[Fiona sighs]

[inhales deeply]

[speaking French]

-[shouts] -[echoes]

[thunderclaps]

[sobs]

[energy crackling]

[gasps, groans]

[gasps]

[sobs]

[in English] Mother?

Mother, is that you?

[Fiona breathes shakily]

You summoned me.

You needed me, and I came.

[Cordelia grunts]

[Fiona breathes deeply]

[sobs]

[sniffles]

[sighs]

You need to gain your strength back.

We have a lot of work to do.

When things fall apart,

we must try to put the world back together.

[♪ melancholy music continues]

This wicked, wicked world.

[breathes deeply]

[♪ haunting music playing]