All language subtitles for american.horror.story.s03e09

(birds singing)

Oh. Morning.

(laughing)
coffee?

Yeah, with a little
milk and sugar.

My daddy let me try it
on my first hunting trip.

You get a little older,

We'll add a little hooch
in there.

That'll really keep us warm.

(laughs)

Hey.

There's nothing
to be nervous about.

Hank...

Keep your hands steady.

Just like we practiced
on the range.

I just...

I don't want to miss.

Well, then, you won't.

I was the same way
when I was your age.

Worse even.

I couldn't keep
my breakfast down.

Ruined my shirt.

Damn near ruined everything.

Here you go.

We've been hunters
for generations.

You'll be fine, son.

(laughing):
Yes.

(twig snaps)

Shh, shh, shh, shh.

(whispers):
You stay here.

I'll flush her out
through the brush.

You be ready.

You'll get a clean shot.

(birds singing)

(birds screeching)

(gunshot)

(anxious breathing,
heart beating)

(woman crying)

(crying)

Father:
Put her down!

(crying):
Please.

No!

(breathily):
Please.

Please.

Father:
Put her down.

No! Please!

Do it! Put her down!

(gasping)

(boy gasps nervously)

Father:
Put her down!

(crying)
do it!

(screaming)

(groaning)

(gunshot, woman shrieks)

(grunts)

(grunts)
I'm sorry.

I'm-I'm sorry.

No mercy.

Never forget what they are.

Delores davis,
when is the last time

I had your head in my chair?

(laughing)

(grunts)

We need to talk.

You and I ain't got nothing
to say to each other.

Take your skinny ass and
that filthy thing and get out.

You don't want to
talk to me? Fine.

Then give what's in
this box a wash and set.

Trina!

Get mrs. Davis started
for me, will you?

I won't be long.

(insects buzzing)
jesus christ.

Laveau:
This better be good.

I got six more heads
waiting for me

Up front. That one

You can keep.

(laughs)
what makes you
think I want it?

You the one dug it up.

For information, that was all.

Then why'd you keep her around?

(insects buzzing)

She amused me.

Hmm... You thought you could
use her as a bargaining chip.

Lalaurie: (muffled):
What did she say? I can't hear!

You shut up!

I came here to talk terms.

Terms?

(laughing)

You think it's so easy.

Stroll in here and expect
we gonna fix this truce?

Oh, to hell with the truce.

What I'm looking for
is an alliance.

Your tribe,
my coven, joined.

Lalaurie (muffled):
Are you insane?!

Uh! What the head said.

I told you to shut up!

You can't make a deal
with a darkie!

You can't trust 'em
as far as you can spit.

Like I told the governor. I...

(muffled grunt)
shut up!

Now, we need to stop
this petty quarreling.

We've got bigger problems
than what goes on between us.

Last night, outside
our academy...

Witch hunters.

How many dead?
None dead.

They missed.

Hmm. Too bad.

This concerns you
and your people

As much as it does mine.

Don't concern me a bit.

Witch hunters
is white women's worry.

You're making a mistake.

I can live with that.

Not too sure about you, though.

That's good work, that wig.

But it's a wig.

What kind of
cancer you got?

Shit.

Come down here
'cause you're weak.

Can't protect your own, and
expect me to do it for you.

You're kidding yourself
if you think

That after they're done with us
they're not coming after you.

I'll fret about that
when the time come.

Right after I pop
the champagne.

Queenie?

Take this filthy thing
out back and burn it.

I don't ever want
to see it again.

You, neither.

Sweet release!

At long last!

¶

(cabinet door squeaks open)

(sighs)

Goddamn it!

Could people please
not move things?!

Some of us are blind!

Here it is, delia.
Let me help you.

Let me do it!

It's my mess!

Delia, there's a...

I need to say something,
or I'll simply explode.

I need to know for certain

That you don't think

I did this to you.

I remember the first day

Fiona dropped you off here.

You were like a baby bird,
pushed too soon from the nest.

Do you remember
what you asked me?

Will you be
my mother now?

I've always loved you
like a daughter.

Wrap your arms around me,
dear girl.

Use your power of sight,

And you'll see that I could not
have done this terrible thing.

No. I won't.

I don't need magic to tell me
what I already know.

I know you would never hurt me.

I never doubted you
for a second,

And I told my mother that.

My mother set you up.

My blindness gave me
real vision,

But it's of no use
to me now.

Not when there are witch hunters
right outside our door.

Darling...

If I could pluck my own eyes
out of my head

And gift them to you, I would.

I know.

Hank.

David.

Good to see you.

I thought you were in europe.

We had a flare-up with the
cromwell coven in north hampton.

Nothing a few silver bullets
couldn't take care of.

Oh. Corporation
keeps you busy,

Now that he's made you
the official right hand.

I know you were hoping
to be named,

But your father has other plans
for you, hank.
Right.

Am I still in the will?
(laughs)

You'll always be his son.

Come on.
He's ready for you.

Hank:
Hello, father.

Coffee?

No, thanks.

Never acquired a taste for it.

Well, I'll get right to it.

We're not happy with your
progress in new orleans.

David tells me you're
no longer living at the academy.

A lot of things
have happened.

Some of them
out of my control.

Allying yourself with
marie laveau, the voodoo queen,

That was out of your control?

I took some initiative.

I had a plan to bring
them both down.

The witches and
the voodoos.

You don't take initiative, hank.

You follow orders.

Your only job is to
gather intelligence.

You don't get
your hands dirty.

You're the man
on the inside.

That's why you're married
to cordelia goode.

Yes, father,
I-I just thought that...

Don't think.

You'll just end up
getting somebody killed.

I thought that
was the point.

I'm much more capable
than you think.

You're referring
to the firestarter

You terminated
in baton rouge?

I found the witch,
killed her,

Then got rid
of the body.

In a hotel room!
You used a credit card!

It could have been traced
to the corporation.

I had to send
david down there

To clean up after you.

An innocent desk clerk and
a maid lost their lives...

Because you
were sloppy.

Hank... You need
to understand,

Your father's not only the
head of the corporation,

He's the ceo of a major
financial institution.

The liberals in washington are
just looking for an excuse

To sic the fec
on companies like delphi.

Your recklessness
puts everything

We've worked for at risk.

I thought we were
still witch hunters.

The hunt isn't only
about the kill.

A good hunter
stalks his prey

With care,

And only strikes when
the time is right.

We need you back
inside that house.

That may be a problem.

Somebody blinded cordelia,

A-an unknown attacker
threw acid in her face.

David:
Not unknown.

We authorized that.

We wanted to make sure
she needed you.

You disfigured my wife?

Your wife?

(laughs)

Tell me you don't actually

Have feelings for her.

Tell me, son!

You haven't forgotten
what she is.

What you are?

I'm part of a sacred order.

A soldier in a shadow war.

A war that has been raging
since before the time of salem.

We are a brotherhood
pledged in blood,

Dedicated to stamping out
the pestilence of witchery

On the north american continent.

Don't think I don't appreciate
the sacrifices you've made.

I know how
confusing it can be

To pretend to love someone

Who is your enemy.

But you can never
lose yourself to the lie.

'cause someday...

She will have to be
put down.

What a marvelous invention.

So clever.

So, before we move on
to our lobster poché beurre,

A little melon ball
palate cleanser.

(chuckles appreciatively)

Remember back
in the day, pembie?

We'd always be served
a palate cleanser

At Sunday supper.

Such a sensible tradition.

Nobody bothers anymore.

Now, myrtle,

Pembie and I
were just saying

In addition to

How thrilling it was
to get your phone call,

We-we...
I've... We've...

Just had such
terrible regrets

About the whole
misunderstanding.

Quentin:
And we...

Cannot get over
your skin.

Pembroke:
Ah.

No burn scars.

You look younger
than ever.

We-we've got
to hear all about

This misty day

And her magical mud.

Should we be
looking into it?

Selling it, perhaps?

(laughing):
Oh! My god...
(chuckles)

You miss the point, darling.

The swamp mud
is a metaphor,

Her metaphor.

She's a sophisticated witch

With extraordinary gifts,

Hiding out as
a hippie swamp rat.

From humble

Hillbilly stock,
she's been a witch since birth,

Her power and humanity

Separating her from
everyone around her.

In fact,
those around her

Have tried endlessly
to destroy her,

In order to mask
their own evil purposes.

Yet she rose from the ashes,
stronger than ever,

More fully realized.

A living testament
to the greater ideals

Of our coven.

Power, compassion,

And uniqueness.

We are lucky to have
found her, and she us.

It resonates with
my own story, doesn't it?

Myrtle, I want to toast you

For your spirit

Of... F...

(stammering):
...Give...

Forgiveness, you say?

Forgiveness is,
and always will be,

The high road...

(glass shatters)
...The preferred
road.

Would that we
had such luxury.

(glass shatters)

(struggling to speak)

Oh... Quentin.

Not to worry.

It's just a bit
of monkshood

In your balls.

Causes temporary paralysis.

"human statue syndrome,"
we call it.

I believe it's
the nervous system first.

You lose control
over your limbs,

The muscles harden
into cement,

And it feels like
ice in your veins.

Then the respiratory system.

Or is it the other way around?

Well, no matter.

It's supposed to be
quite terrifying. Is it?

Are you terrified?

You should be.

At any rate,
I'm not going to kill you.

Well, maybe after dessert.

I put a lot of effort
into the key lime pie.

I do love
a key lime pie,

Even more than
a ile flottante...

Call me a philistine!

Enough chit-chat.

You've both wanted
to eliminate me for years,

So you could dominate
the council.

But I was never worried

You'd be hapless enough to try.

Quentin!

You're a fatuous fool
and a drunk!

Pembie, you're even worse.

You're weak-willed,

Boring, and your
fashion faux pas

Give me nightmares.

I invited you here

Not to chastise you

Or exact revenge,

But to help out the coven.

To help out my beloved cordelia.

(laughs)

I bet you thought,

"oh, she left
the melon baller in there.

She's growing old
and forgetful."

Myrtle:
I had a turkish angora cat

Who was born with
one brown eye

And one blue.

She was absolutely
gorgeous.

Cordelia:
Oh, my god...

I can see.

Cordelia: I know you had
the best of intentions.

But you could've
asked me first.

Myrtle:
Delia, does one ask

A drowning man
before throwing him

A life preserver?

Who let this charcoal
briquette back in?

Oh, sweet jesus.

He gets no credit.

It was I who restored
our beloved cordelia.

You're not witch enough

To pull off something
this delicate.

Oh, but you're wrong.

I'm more witch now
than I ever was,

And I've got you
to thank, fiona.

Being burned at the stake
was an empowering

Experience.

There are secrets
in the flames,

And I came back with
more than a few.

You couldn't find
two that matched?

Why do they look
so familiar?

The generous donors wish
to remain anonymous.

Well, if she gave
you two new eyes,

It's out of guilt
for having blinded you.

Hurl your baseless accusations.

They have no power now.

You could still end up
in an ashtray, you know.

You're the one
that should be
put to the stake.

You murdered
madison montgomery.

Well, that's going to be
a hard one to stick, myrtle.

The girl's not dead.

Not anymore,
and no thanks to you.

You were the one

Found guilty of a capital crime.

I don't care if you
did survive the stake.

I could have you banished.

Permanent exile.

You know what
that means, myrtle--

(laughs)

Paramus, new jersey--

Toxic waste...

Outlet malls...

You wouldn't dare.

Ha.

I could call
an emergency meeting

Of the council
right now.
Good.

Call the council.
Good luck.

I hear they're not
seeing anyone right now.

Stop it! Stop it!

Right now.

Like it or not,

Fiona is your supreme,

And you need to start
treating her like one.

And you...

You need to stop
accusing auntie myrtle.

We both know she's not
the one who blinded me.

The real danger
is outside these doors,

Not inside.

I'm tired. I need to lie down.

When the girls get in,
make sure they

Stay in.

It's dangerous out there.

Of course,
baby bird.

You go rest
your new eyes.

We'll see to
absolutely everything.

Wait...

Hug me again.

Of course I will,
my darling girl.

Nothing.

My visions...

They're gone.

You can't smoke
in here, madison.

Why don't you
go tell someone?

Ugh, sick people
really gross me out.

We've been looking
everywhere for you.
Nan, it's time to go.

Cordelia wants us all
back at the house.

I need to see luke.
You haven't seen him yet?

You've been here
since last night.

His mother won't let me.

That's bullshit.

(beeping)

(door opens)

Nan:
Luke?

Who said you could
come in here?! Get out

Before I call security!

She just wants so see him.

Absolutely not.
It's your fault

My son is in a coma!
You brought this darkness

Into my home!

Luke says, "calm down.

"don't have a fit.

Like at the lake last summer?"

When did he tell you that?
Now.

You're a liar... Or a lunatic.

No, bitch,
she's clairvoyant.

"regard not them that have
familiar spirits who consort

With demons to be
defiled by them."

Zoe: Nan's not
talking to a demon.

She's talking to your son.

I don't believe it!

You're mocking my grief.

Not your grief.

Maybe the outfit.

God works
in mysterious ways, joanie.

Roll with it.

Nan:
He likes that song.

The one that
you sang to him before.

That proves you're a fraud.
I didn't sing.

I read to him
from deuteronomy.

(whispering):
When I was eight...

When he was eight...

When I broke my arm...

When he broke his arm...

"a closer walk"?

How can you know that?

We told you,
she's a mind reader.

We're witches.

Haven't you figured
that out by now?

Zoe:
Come on, nan.

She doesn't deserve your help.

¶ I am weak...

¶ but thou art strong

¶ jesus, keep me
from all wrong ¶

¶ I'll be satisfied
as long as I walk ¶

¶ let me walk close to thee

¶ just a closer walk
with thee ¶

¶ grant it, jesus, is my plea

¶ daily walking
close to thee ¶

¶ let it be

¶ dear lord, let it be

¶ when... My feeble
life is o'er ¶

¶ time for me
will be no more ¶

¶ guide me safely,
gently o'er ¶

¶ to thy kingdom's shore,
to thy shore. ¶

Lalaurie:
Ooh, hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo.

You bring nibbles?

I'm starving.

Girl, you ain't
got no stomach.

What are you gonna do,

Chew it and shit it
out of your neck?

Time for some sensitivity
training.

What fresh hell is this?

Roots: The saga
of an american family.

You are gonna watch
all eight hours of it,

Followed by the sequel ,
roots: The next generation.

Why don't you just throw my head

In that fire pit?
I wanna die!

I'm ready.

Believe me, I'd love
nothing more than to melt

Your ugly face
right off your skull,

But you are ignorant.

And you're not leaving
this earth

Until I educate you about those
people you tortured: My people.

(mouthing)

We're gonna have ourselves

A little film festival.
You're gonna watch mandingo,

The color purple,

And then my personal favorite--

B-a-p-s,

Starring miss halle berry.

But first, based on
the best-selling novel

By the great black writer
alex haley--

One family's epic story,
from slavery to freedom--

(video playing)

Oh, god...

Roots.

(humming along to
tribal music, playing on video)

No, no, no,
not that jungle music.

Enjoy.

No, wait a minute!

No, no, no, turn it down!

Oh, lord! Oh, no!

¶ oh... I wish I was
in the land of cotton ¶

¶ old times there
are not forgotten ¶

¶ look away! Look away!

¶ look away, dixieland...

(screams)

(screaming)

(bones crack)

(screaming)

(screaming continues)

Marie laveau sends her regards.

What's happening to me?!

You're feeling the wrath
of broken promises.

Where are the heads
of the white witches?

I'm trying!

(groans)

(phone rings)

They die tonight

Or the next needle I use

Will put a hole in your heart.

You understand me?

I understand.

(panting)

Stevie nicks: ¶ temptation falls
in your path ¶

(humming along)

¶ no hesitation,
"why?" you ask ¶

I didn't know bay leaves
had magic in them.

They provide protection.

Asafetida...

Banishes evil.

(sniffs)

Oh, wow,
that's some stinky shit.

(laughs)

Now, you never use this

Unless under
extreme circumstances.

Looking good.

¶ kind of woman
that loves you... ¶

Hey, can I try the
incantation this time?

Go for it.

Bagahi laca bachahe.

Lamac cahi achabahe.

Karrrelyos.

Stronger intent.

Lamac lamec bachalyos.

Cabahagi sabalyos
baryols.

Damn! That is so cool!

(laughs)

We make a great team.

Now we need to make
some more of this...

For everyone.

Go get some more
of that mud back there.

¶ in heaven... Kind of woman
that'll haunt you ¶

You're such an awesome leader,
miss cordelia.

I've got so much
to learn from you.

Fiona is the leader
of this coven.

¶ is to be in heaven

¶ I know, I know...

Hey.

Well, shit.

I meant to change the locks.

You have your sight back?

Oh... Oh, my god.

Did fiona do this?

Let go of me.

I said let go.

You're drunk.

Yeah, I needed the courage
to come back.

Hey, hey...

What do your eyes see?

Can you see my heart?

Can you see it's bleeding?

That I'm living in a hell
of regret

And remorse?

My life has no meaning
without you.

What will it take, delia?

More than you've got.

(footsteps approach)

Who's this?

Hey. I'm misty.

Can we have this conversation
alone, please?

Don't leave, misty.

She and I have much bigger
concerns than this conversation.

I've told you
how I feel.

Take your stuff
and leave.

No, I'm not going anywhere.

I'm your husband!
This is my home!

Not anymore.

I've spoken
to a lawyer.

I'm filing for divorce.

That's bullshit!

You got to listen to me.

All I want is
to protect you.

I know you
don't believe it,

But that's all
I've ever wanted to do.

Your shit's in a box
in the closet.

Get it, and then get out.

(snarling)

Endora, heel.

Good girl.

You got a dog?

Well, one dog moves out,
another moves in.

You know, it's
the cycle of life.

But you hate animals...

And all other living things.

Well, that's true,

But we needed some protection
around here.

I know that.
Why do you think I came back?

You? (laughs)

Protect? Really?

You know why I got
a female attack dog?

Because bitches stick together?

Because females are more loyal
and aggressive

When it comes to protecting
their families.

Good to see you, hank.

(dog yowls softly)

What is it, girl?

What's in there?

It's another goddamned boy.
Jesus, these girls.

(dog licking)

Dog... (chuckles)

You have to leave now.

Come on. Come on.

(endora wails, neck snaps)

You're a miracle, nan.

I'm not certain
I know how to thank you.

I'm sure this isn't enough.

But in truth,

Nothing could ever be enough.

You've given me a gift
that can never be repaid.

I confess I had dark moments.

The thought of losing my son
shook me to the core.

I questioned my faith
in the almighty.

But you have given me
a ray of hope.

Luke says there is a god.

And that he's judging you.

For my lapses of faith?

For what you did to his father.

His father?!

God says my father's death
was no accident.

Joan:
Why does he say that?

Dennis died
of anaphylactic shock.

God knows all.

He's shown me the truth.

Joan, I've said
all I have to say.

I can't accept that.

Well, you'll have to.

I want to be a good father.

I... I still want
to be in luke's life.

But... We're done.

Maybe one day you'll understand.
(alarm chirps)

(yells)
(alarm chirps)

(grunting)

(alarm chirping)

Luke:
God told me you put
the bees in the car.

You knew dad
was allergic to bees.

You knew you'd
get away with it.

You killed him
because he was leaving you.

Dad was in love
with mrs. Martone.

(passionate moaning)

She was in your book club.

She wasn't younger
or prettier.

She just loved him
for who he was.

Both:
And that was the last straw.

God says you're going to pay.

You don't speak for my son.

He's been in that bed fighting
for his life.

This has all been
some dark-sided trick.

You leave us alone.

Get out!

(door opens, slams)

(heavy breathing)

(clicking)

(breathing deeply)

Fiona: My turn.
Kyle: My turn.

Fiona:
No, now it's your turn.

Kyle: My turn.
Fiona: Christ.

Gin.

Shit!

Would you like
to play another hand?

Yeah, you just keep dealing

Till I win my money back.

And yours, too.

Kyle?

What did you do to him?

Well, since none of you girls

Can play cards worth a damn,

I took the liberty
of sprucing up your boy.

Just a touch.
You mean you fixed him?

Well, I wouldn't go that far.

I mean, he's not all there,

But he's okay.

(chuckles)

Fiona: What we need
is a guard dog.

One who will
attack on command.

Deal!

Yeah! Kept my eyes shut tight

The entire time, foul negress.

I didn't see a bit of it.

I'm not surprised.

You kept your eyes closed
your entire life.

Can't keep
your ears closed though.

Not without no hands
to cover them.

¶ oh, freedom...

What is
that heinous caterwauling?

Something my grandma
used to listen to.

If this doesn't touch your soul,

You don't have one.

When will my perdition end?

When you learn something.

¶ and before I'd be
your slave... ¶

You're one stubborn
old lady head, you know.

I got to go.

¶ buried in my grave

(door closes)

¶ go home, my lord

¶ and be free...

Okay, all right, love.

Now, what we gonna do?

Meet me at the wash bowl.

Queenie.

In my shop, when you early,
you on time.

And when you on time, you late.

Now, what you been
doing upstairs?

Watching tv.

Sit your ass down
and get yourself to work.

That phone ain't
gonna answer itself.

(chuckles)

¶ and be free

¶ oh

¶ freedom
¶ oh... ¶

¶ oh-oh-oh
¶ freedom ¶

¶ freedom

¶ oh-oh, freedom. ¶

¶ freedom

¶ oh, freedom ¶
¶ oh-oh-oh, freedom

¶ over me ¶

¶ over me, yeah...
(screaming)

¶ and before I'd be a slave ¶
¶ be a slave

¶ I'll be buried in my grave ¶
¶ buried in my own grave

(screams)

¶ and go home ¶
¶ home

¶ to my lord and be free ¶

¶ oh-oh, freedom

¶ oh-oh-oh
¶ freedom ¶

¶ freedom

¶ oh, freedom ¶

(screaming)

¶ oh-oh-oh, freedom
¶ freedom ¶

¶ over me ¶
¶ over me, yeah

¶ and before I'd be a slave ¶
¶ before I'd be a slave

¶ I'll be buried in my grave ¶
¶ buried in my own grave

¶ and go home to my lord ¶
¶ home

¶ and be free ¶

¶ oh-oh, freedom
¶ oh ¶

¶ oh-oh
¶ freedom ¶

¶ freedom

¶ oh-oh, freedom ¶
¶ oh, freedom

¶ oh, freedom ¶
¶ oh-oh-oh, freedom

¶ over me ¶
¶ over me, yeah

¶ and before I'd be a slave ¶
¶ be a slave

¶ I'll be buried in my grave ¶
¶ buried in my own grave

¶ and go home ¶
¶ home

¶ to my lord and be free ¶

¶ no ¶
¶ no more weeping

(crying)

¶ no more weeping ¶
¶ no more weeping

¶ no more weeping over me ¶
¶ no more weeping

¶ over me

¶ and before
¶ and before I'd be a slave ¶

¶ I'll be buried
¶ I'll be buried in my grave ¶

¶ and go home to my lord... ¶

You murdered dad.

No.

(crying)
no, no, no, no.

No, no, no.

Go back to sleep, baby.

Go back to sleep.

¶ I'll be buried in my grave ¶

¶ I'm going home

¶ and go home to my lord ¶

¶ and be free. ¶

(knocking on door)

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