All language subtitles for american.horror.story.s03e07

(whirring)

Man (drunkenly):
¶ meet you all the way

¶ yeah, ah

(humming)

¶ take you all the way

¶ do-do-do

¶ rosanna, yeah

¶ take you all the way

(song plays in the background)
¶ ooh-hoo-hoo

(laughs)
¶ oh, yeah

¶ take you all the way

¶ oh, yeah...
Seriously.

Toto is amazing.
Toto sucktitude.

I will not argue
about this, bro.

Toto is amaze boss.

¶ rosanna, yeah
shut up about your incredibly
gay crush on your incredibly

Gay band
and get over it.
(scat singing)

Seriously. Kyle,
what are you gonna get?

Look, check mine out.

I see.

It means "beginning and end."

You know, dude,
most of those don't even mean

What the chart
on the wall says they mean.

You might have "I'm a freaking
idiot" on your leg right now.

(laughter)
seriously. You're going
to go out for chinese food

In a pair of shorts, and the
whole wait staff is gonna be

Laughing their
asses off at you.

Billy:
What the hell does
"beginning and end" mean,

Even if that is what it says?

Jim:
It's my life philosophy.

It means, live
right goddamn now.

You're full of shit.

(laughter)

Yeah, seriously,
kyle, get something.

No, dude. My mom would kill me.
Oh, it's cool.

Oh, I'd totally bang her
to take her mind off of it.

(laughs)

Oh, I got plans.

I'm not going to grow up
and work for daddy,

Or sell pot
to undergrads all my life.

Do you know why the levees broke
during katrina?

'cause the little dutch boy
ran out of fingers?

The levees were built by the
u.S. Army corps of engineers.

But they built them for shit.

And where I'm from
still hasn't recovered,

And probably never will.

Billy:
What in the hell

Does you getting a tattoo have
to do with katrina?

I'm going to be an engineer.

And I'm going to make sure shit
like that never happens again.

I don't want to walk
into some big meeting

With a mayor or a governor
and roll my sleeves up

And have a little saints logo
or a... Or a wile e. Coyote

Or anything
that's gonna make him think

That I'm anything other than
his knight in shining armor.

I got one life,
and I'm not wasting it.

I think
it's a pretty cool idea, kyle.

Thank you, jimmy.

Thank you.
Yeah, I do, too.

That's why I want to wish you
the luck of the irish.

I didn't know you were irish.
I'm not.

You can't drink or fight.
You're a little bitch.

It looks good, right?

(crying)

(grunting)

(crying)

(loud sobbing)

(whimpering)

(yells, mutters)

(crying)

I... (panting)

Ooh. Wh...?

(panting)

(slow, labored footsteps)
what... Am...?

(crying)

Madison: I am a millennial.
Generation y.

Born between the birth
of aids and 9/11, give or take.

They call us
"the global generation."

We are known for our
entitlement and narcissism.

Some say it's because
we're the first generation

Where every kid gets a trophy
just for showing up.

Others think it's because
social media allows us

To post every time we fart
or have a sandwich

For all the world to see.

But it seems
that our one defining trait

Is a numbness to the world,

An indifference to suffering.

I know I did anything
I could to not feel.

Sex, drugs, booze.

Just take away the pain.

Take away my mother and
my asshole father and the press

And all the boys I loved
who wouldn't love me back.

Hell, I was gang raped,
and two days later,

I was back in class
like nothing happened.

Most people never get over
stuff like that,

And I was, like,
"let's go for jamba juice."

I would give everything
I have or will ever have

Just to feel pain again,
to hurt.

Thank god for minor league
fiona and her herb garden.

One advantage of being
kind of dead is

That you don't have
to sweat warning labels.

There was this one brown liquid

That I thought made my nipples
tingle for a second,

But I think
it was psychosomatic,

Because I polished off the rest
of it and didn't feel shit.

I tried every eye of newt
and wing of fly

Until I found something
that made me not

Look like marilyn manson
anymore.

(sighs)

And that's the rub of all
of this, isn't it?

I can't feel shit.

I can't feel anything.

We think that pain
is the worst feeling.

It isn't.

How can anything be worse

Than this eternal silence
inside of me?

I used to not eat for days.

Or eat like crazy, and then

Stick my fingers
down my throat.

Now, no matter how much
I binge,

I can't fill this hole
inside me.

I can't take it anymore.

I think I'm going batshit.

I need to do something.

(crying)

Hey.

(muttering)

(whimpers)

You know how this has
to go, right?

(quiet muttering)

You were a great guy, kyle.

But you died.

(grunts)
I didn't let you go
when I should have.

(panting)

I don't understand my power yet.

(gasps)
it's new.

I used it to bring you back.

(crying)

You killed your mother, kyle.

(sobbing)

There's only one way left
to fix this.

(grunting)
(gasps)

(yelling)

(grunting)

(yelling)

(whimpering)

(mutters)

No!

(grunting)

(panting)
(muttering)

(crying)
no.

(sobbing)

I don't want you to die.

(kyle groans)

Goddamn nothing!

I heard a noise.

Thought we had vermin.

Ain't no self-respecting rat
gonna live here.

Ain't nothin' to eat.

Nonsense. These larders
are bursting to full.

Well, that is disappointing.

I was feeling
a tad peckish myself.

Man: Welcome to jumpin' jacks.
May I take your order?

Who said that?
Girl, relax. It's just
a guy at the window.

Let me get two jumpin' jacks
with cheese, two fries,

Large, and two
strawberry cyclones.

Would you care to super size
your order for $1.99?

Do we dare?

(laughs)

Hell, yeah!

Lord in heaven, the
most delicious food

I have eaten
in my entire life!

And that's saying something.

(laughs)
I know, right?

I'm starting to understand
why you're so enormous.

You're not exactly
svelte yourself, okay?

I didn't mean
to give offense.

Yeah, but you
do, miss daisy.

All the damn time.

It's this century.

It still does perplex me so.

You think I'm any
less perplexed?

I dragged my ass

All the way here from detroit

To be with my, quote,
"sister witches."

And instead, I'm sitting
in a fast-food parking lot

At 3:00 in the morning
with an immortal racist.

(laughs)

How did that happen?

Those girls-- they're never
gonna see you as their sister.

Let me guess.
'cause I'm fat?

No, ma chère.

'cause you're black.

Black as coal.

(phone ringing)

Hello?

Shit. It's late.

Hank.

I miss you, baby.
I want to come home.

Go to bed, hank.

I'll see you soon, baby.

Cordelia:
Delphine?

Delphine?

Delphine?
(soft thudding)

(footsteps)

Spalding?

Who is it?

I know you're there.

Whoa! Whoa!
Hold it there!
Madison.

Madison:
Stop yelling at me!

Do it! Do it! Do it!
(screaming)

(gasps)
(gasps)

Oh, my god.

(gasps loudly)

Fiona.

I wasn't expecting company.

I wasn't expecting
buckingham palace.

A woman like yourself

Deserves to be surrounded
by beauty and grace.

(jazz plays)

Sit down.

All I have to offer
is some decent bourbon,

And hopefully,
good company.

The reason for living
was to get ready

To stay dead a long time.

Faulkner.

As I lay dying.

I get it.

You're not just
any old

Broke-down sax man,

You're a college-educated one.

I've led a...

Solitary life.

(laughs)

Come on, you don't
really expect me

To believe that.

You know, when I was coming up
in the clubs, uh...

Musicians weren't
so respected.

Hmm.
They were
considered, uh,

Poor, indigent,

And had to be
content, uh,

Being the
back-door man...

Never invited
to stay the night.

It's more dangerous
that way.

Yeah.

And you like danger.

I can tell that
about you.

And I like it.

Who's he?

We call him prince.

Prince of
the ivories.

I hope you
understand, fiona,

That this
is a...

A rare night, uh,

A celestial creature
like yourself, uh...

Gracing this humble abode.

In short...

Hot damn.

(both laughing)

You're gonna have
to excuse me a minute.

It's not very
inviting in there.

Yeah.

Ugh...

Axeman:
Another bourbon?

Absolutely.

Axeman:
Is the bourbon
smooth enough?

(chuckles)

Women don't usually
like a harsh whiskey.

Well, never assume
anything about me.

My taste in whiskey,
or... Men.

May I assume...

That you'd like
to kiss me?

(whispering):
This was a mistake.

I ran out of
sleeping pills.

It was a bad idea.
Don't go.

This is not just
a one-night stand.

That is exactly
what it is:

A one-night stand.

It could be
our destiny.

(laughing):
No...

Do you actually think
my destiny is here

In this roach-infested
shithole?

Well, life is full
of surprises.

Well, I've had
enough surprises

For two lifetimes.

I'm through
with surprises.

Were you surprised
that you wanted to kiss me?

Oh...

No, you don't want
anything to do with me.

I am a wretched
human being.

A miserable, mean
goddamn bitch,

I always have been.

I've had three husbands.

I've destroyed every
decent relationship

I have ever had,

Including one
with my daughter.

Love transforms.

Come on, you don't
believe in love.

Okay, let's table
love, then.

What about sex?

Good, old-fashioned,
great sex.

(laughs)

You know, that's why
I took up the saxophone.

You really are
good with the ladies.

Oh, I'm good.
(laughs)

The joke was

They always watched
the bass player.

But they should've
watched my fingers

On the keys...

(giggles)

(playing jazz melody)

...My body in perfect
synchronization...

(laughing)

...An extension of
my instrument...

(plays low notes)

...No effort at all,

Just one with it.

The way my lips and tongue

Wrapped around my instrument

Was... Impeccable.

My embouchure...

(laughing)

...That's how I calibrate,

Hit those clear,
high notes.

(playing upbeat jazz)

(fiona laughing)

(grunts)

I want to trust
you, kyle.

You need to learn
how to communicate.

When you're hungry,

When you're tired, when...

When you feel like you
might do something bad.

When you're hungry,

I want you to say
"food."

"food."

Food.

Good.

When you're tired,
you can say...

You can say "bed."

Not!

S...

Stupid.

I know you're not.

You're not stupid.
Mm-mm.

Everything you
know, it...

It's stuck
in your head.

I'm trying
to help you,

So you can function
like a person.

(screams)

No!
Stop. Shh.

(grunting, shouting)

Jesus, who's this?

Don't you
remember?

It's kyle.

We used a spell,
brought him back to life?

You killed him.

Oh, uh... Cordelia
wants to see you.

Uh, actually,

That would be
impossible,

But she does
want to talk.

She knows you're alive?

She knows a lot more

Than you think.

Go. I'll take care of him.

Huh?

Looks like we had
to put you back together.

Lucky I picked out
all the best pieces.

(shouts)

(yells)

You were dead.

So was I.

I didn't see a light,
did you?

Mine was cold

And dark...

And then nothing.

But we both
came back.

To this.

Somehow, it feels
more empty here.

You know exactly
how I feel.

(sniffs)

You've been wondering if
it was worth the trouble.

And I've been
wondering the same thing.

(sniffling)

¶ you say you're leavin'

¶ won't be back no more

Laveau:
Here, walter.

You got some good
ones for me today?

(chuckles)

Ooh...

Yeah... Give me
three of them.

(laughs)

Are you gonna
come in?

Or you just gonna stare
from the doorway, queenie?

How do you
know my name?

Black witch come to town,
I'm gonna hear about it.

Surprised it took you this long
to come see me.

You doin' some
kind of voodoo
with them fish heads?

It's Sunday night.

I'm makin' gumbo.

¶ you have somebody else

I never even
had gumbo.

Not surprised.

Livin' over there
in wonder bread land.

They probably feed you
shake 'n bake

And watermelon for dessert.

Hmph.

They don't care
that I'm black.

I just think that...
They just don't like me.

Oh... They care plenty.

Hmph.

Their power is built

On the sweat
of our backs.

The only reason
you and I in
this country

Is 'cause our
great-great-grandpas

Couldn't run
fast enough.

We'll never be
welcome here.

And those witches
are the worst.

They're not so bad.

No?

Even right now,

They got evil sleeping
under their roof,

Eatin' alongside
of 'em.

I locked that horror
in a box

And buried her
in the ground.

Fiona goode
digs her up,

Gives her a warm bed
and three meals a day.

Delphine?

Fiona made her
my slave.

Slave's too good
for her.

You heard the stories,
I'm sure.

That ain't the half of it.

Ask her what
she done.

You ask her.

Then you see.

You want to come
live with us?

With your own people?

The price
of admission

Is madame delphine lalaurie.

Bring her to me,

And you will
have a home.

I never said I wanted
to come join you.

Voodoo doll belong
in the house of voodoo.

And I know you didn't
cross the line

And break the truce
for no bowl of gumbo.

Every man, woman
and child in this house

Know what it feel like

To have to live
as second best

To some pretty
little white girl.

You come here,

And you ain't never got
to feel that way again.

More than that,

You mix your witch
with our voodoo...

And even the supreme
won't be able to touch you.

I should get back.

What are you gonna do to her?

If I bring delphine to you?

Oh, don't you worry
about that, child.

Now you just
get you home

'fore it get dark.

(liquid bubbling)

You go into the hospital,

And you wonder if you'll
ever come out again.

You come out, and you wonder,

"goddamn, what have I been
doing all these years?"

Tea?

No, thank you.

I would say everything
is different now...

But it's not.

Everything around here
is exactly the same.

Only difference is...

Now I see it.

The axeman was a bad spirit.

You not only brought him here,

You sent him packing,

Which means you are one
hot shit witch.

Power like yours does not go
unnoticed.

Which means you've got a
bull's-eye on your back, kiddo,

And our biggest enemy is locked,
loaded, and looking at you.

Marie laveau.

My mother.

But she's on our side.

Fiona goode has been on the same
side her whole life: Her own.

Now, I don't know

If you are the next supreme,
nobody does,

But if she jumps
to that conclusion,
right or wrong,

She will slit your throat

Just like she did to madison.

Nobody knows who killed madison,
not even madison.

She doesn't, but I do.

My mother killed her
because she thought

Madison was the next leader
of our coven.

She wanted to absorb
her power, her life force.

So if she even thinks
you're next...

You're next.

Holy shit.

Right?

Fiona is fading, growing weaker.

Which only makes her
more dangerous.

A wounded animal
will rip you apart

If it's cornered.

So what do we do?

It's simple.

We're going to kill my mother.

Kill her once,
kill her good,

Kill her dead.

(kyle grunting)

Where do you think
you're going?

We've only just begun.

(chuckles)

You know, it was
a charming evening,

But, uh, that dead body
in your bathtub

Is going to start putting off
some very noxious odors soon.

Just a few fumes.

You're no angel.

(chuckles)

Although you always
did have someone

Tidy up after you,
didn't you?

It was fun,
our little romantic game,

But I've called the police,

And they're gonna
be coming shortly.

Oh, you'd never do that.

You hate the coppers.

We're one and the same,
you and me.

When was the last time

That your body made
a light show,

Huh?

My guess is never.

You're afraid.

You're afraid
of your own pleasure.

It makes you feel weak,

Like you need somebody.
That's why you're going.

You're drawing
ridiculous conclusions.

I don't even know
your name

And I don't care to.

You don't know me,

But there's nothing
I don't know about you.

Your secrets, your dreams,
everything.

I've been watching over you
since you were eight years old.

You think you're special,
little witch?

What's your name?

Fiona goode.

Do you know what happens

To scrawny little girls

Who stick their heads
up above the others?

They get it
chopped off.

I'm not afraid
of you, helen.

Pick it up.

Now hold the glass
above your head.

You know what to do.

No!

You little shit!

No!

(girl screams)

That was you?

That bully had it coming.

I knew I didn't do it.

Why did you help me?

Who are you?

What are you?

At first, I saw you as
the daughter that I never had.

I wanted to protect my,
my little flower.

But you are no hothouse
orchid.

There's nothing fragile
about you, fiona.

As you, as you grew,
I began to see

The-the fire in your belly

And the steel running down
your back.

You were the most fearsome
thing that ever lived.

And while others only saw
the ruthless manipulator,

I saw so, so much more.

And my feelings...
Became complicated.

And I fell in love...

But not like a father...

Like a man.

I don't believe in ghosts.

Nor did I feel like one.

I felt like I was locked

In an airless closet
for eternity.

And when you arrived,
you gave meaning

To my endless,
tortured days.

All I want to do is
give you pleasure.

You deserve it.
Baby, you've lived
through so much.

(both moan)

(grunts)

Jesus christ...

You call that a seduction, huh?

What an idiot,

Telling me my life story,
how you watched me grow old.

What was that,
a mercy lay?!

It was a, a culmination.

Zip me up.

No, you keep your distance,
lover boy.

Go haunt someone else's life!

(gasps)

Hey, spalding.

How are you feeling?

Fine.

I feel fine.

How am I...?

Whose tongue is this?

Yours.

I found it the other day,

Hidden away.

At first, I didn't realize
what it was.

I mean, a severed tongue,
stored away for 40 years?

You'd think
it'd be shriveled up

Like a slice of beef jerky
by now.

(gasps)

But it wasn't. It was wet,

Alive...

Because someone enchanted it.

Isn't that right?

Yes.

"m.S."

Myrtle snow.

She wanted you
to tell the truth.

But that was the last thing
that you wanted to do.

So you cut it out
of your own head.

Answer me!

Yes!

Bet you didn't know
that she kept it.

But myrtle wasn't
witch enough to restore it.

But I'm not myrtle.

Infernales, curare hominem.

Restitue eum ad naturam.

Infernales, curare hominem.

Restitue eum ad naturam.

(chuckles)

What do you want from me, hmm?

The only thing
that you can't refuse me.

The truth.

Did you kill
madison montgomery?

M-madison montgomery...

Is alive.

That wasn't the question.
No!

I didn't kill her.

But you know who did.

Yes!

I do!

Say the name.

Please don't make me!
Say the name.

(groaning)

Say it.

(spitting sound)

Fiona!

Fiona goode!

I say her name.

I bless it!

As long as there is a tongue
in this head, I will say it!

I will always say her name!

Fiona goode!

Our supreme!

She's not your supreme,
spalding.

She's your employer.

You're not a part
of this coven.

My family has served
this coven...

For ten generations.

I have devoted my life to it.

Not anymore.

(yells)

(groans)

You're done talking.

Care for a nibble?

I'm not here for that.

I need to ask you something.

What's the worst thing
you ever did?

The past is best left buried.

I feel like

Maybe we have a connection.

And my mama always said

That in order to
be a true friend,

You have to see the ugly

To appreciate the good.

You think we could be
true friends?

I perhaps had...

One slight regret.

Lalaurie:
Sally?

I've missed your presence
for the last fortnight.

Rumor has it that you gave
birth to a baby.

Yes, ma'am, a
healthy baby boy.

Oh, ida says

He's beautiful
with a complexion

As light as cream.

What's the boy's name?

Haven't settled
on one yet, ma'am.
Hmm.

I've always been fond of
"pierre" as a boy's name.

(chuckling):
Have you now?

Kitchen's too hard
for a new mother.

Now that borquita is serving
her punishment,

I need a new handmaiden.

Would you come
to my boudoir tonight?

Help me
with my beauty treatments?

Yes, ma'am.

Thank you, ma'am.

Elixir de jeunesse.

This little jar came
all the way from paris.

Madame lafayette swore

It took ten years off her face.

I could've saved a fortune
if I'd only seen

The bitch in broad daylight.

They're all worthless.

Every single one.

Except this.

My own concoction.

The formulation of which

I will carry with me
to my grave.

Let's play a game.

Can you guess
one of the secret ingredients?

It looks like
blood, ma'am.

Very good.

You're a smart girl.

But this batch is extra special.

Can you guess why?

Came from a boy.

Newly born.

Youth begets youth.

I know who's been
between your legs, whore.

You needn't bother
to give that baby a name.

You didn't.

Couldn't have a high yellow
bastard growing up

In my house,
laying claims to our fortune.

The poor girl, next morning

She threw herself
off the balcony.

Cracked her head open
on the pavement.

Cracked it open like an egg.

We buried her with her baby.

It was the right thing to do.

You have no idea

What doing the right
thing even means.

I'm learning, queenie.

You must understand.

It wasn't only a different time.

It was a different world.

I'm just...

I'm grateful.

To have someone.

A true friend.

To guide me.

(grunting)

(saxophone playing)

What have you been up to?

Nothing. Do you mind?

No, I don't mind.

But you do.

What are we talking about?

Come on, zoe.

What you walked in on before.

None of my business.

You brought the dude
back from the dead.

You must like him a little.

Brought you back, too.

Starting to wish
you hadn't?

Look, it's not like we can
be together anyways.

Why not?

It's gonna be
different with kyle.

He already died once.

It's gonna take more than just
that thing between your legs

To kill him.

Don't be disgusting.

So, what? You're done with him?

Not even close.

Being with him is the only time

I felt anything
since I came back.

I'm not giving him up.

But that doesn't mean
you have to, either.

Right.

We'll just take turns.

Come here.

¶

(saxophone playing)

Can I buy you a drink?

Yeah.

I must confess my nerves
do flutter a bit

When I think of changing
my hair stylings.

Girl, you had that same
old stanky hairstyle

For over 150 years.

It's time to switch it up, okay?

Uh... Oh!

Hello?

We're here.

(gasps)

Ah.

Madame lalaurie.

Welcome back.

It's been

Such a long time.

No.

You don't know this woman.

What she will do to me.

Yes, I do.

It's the reason
I brought you here,

You dumb bitch.

No.

No!

No, no!

(yelling)

No!

No!

No, please!

Please! No!

Mon chérie,

It's been such a busy day,

I forgot to apply my retin-a.

You care to make the first cut?

I'd love to.

Wha...? No!

You stay away from me!

You stay away from me,
you hear me?!

You stay away!

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Beautiful.