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American Horror Story:
Apocalypse.

Hello?

Myrtle?!

Zoe?!

Queenie?!

Hello?!

Get back!

Get back!

Easy, dear.

You're all right.
You're with us.

You're safe.

What happened?

-You lost consciousness.
-And you had

a lot to say about it, too.

-I was talking?
-And screaming a lot.

But before that,
you were calling out our names.

Me, Zoe and Queenie.

You left me out though.

Not that I'm surprised.

Did you guys even know
I was dead?

We knew.

You are back.

I didn't imagine it.

Well, I might be imagining
all of you.

I'm not 100% sure
that any of this is real.

Careful, dear.

Oh, I can't believe it.

Maybe you forgot,

-I'm not much of a hugger.
-Tough shit.

You're alive.

Not if you keep squeezing
my neck like this.

Hi.

I want to see him.

The boy.

Are you all right?

We were so worried.

Perhaps the sudden shock

of sunlight
after leaving this dungeon.

I wasn't prepared for that.

For seeing my girls.

But I'm okay now.

That's what's important.

I want to thank you
for bringing them back.

I wanted to get your attention.

I suspect you've got that now.

He certainly does.

And now I'd like
everyone else's attention.

I've been presented something.

A vision.

I believe I saw the future.

A terrifying future.

Cataclysm.

Fire. Death.

I saw a man.

But not a man.

A white face.

Demonic.

He was laughing.

Our academy,

sister, I saw it
reduced to cinders.

A warning.

Maybe.

But something in my blood

is telling me that the only hope
we have of surviving

depends on what I do next.

In two weeks time,

at the rise of the Blood Moon,

you will take the test
of the Seven Wonders.

That is, if you still want to.

I do.

-Cordelia, this isn't done!
-That is my decision,

and nothing in the world
will change my mind.

No male has ever made
the attempt.

And if you succeed,

you will be the next Supreme,

and it will change everything.

*

*

I'm apoplectic.

Yes, you mentioned that
on the flight back.

More than once.

And you never furnished
a sufficient answer.

How could you agree
to allow a male

to attempt the Seven Wonders?

You know the Alpha
is a child's tale,

a lullaby impotent men
tell flaccid little boys

to make them believe one day
they'll be something special.

Time and time again,

history has shown the hubris
of men knows no bounds.

Have we learned nothing
from Attila the Hun,

Herod the Great,

Mark Zuckerberg?

Men make terrible leaders.

I've seen what's ahead.

Carnage.

The end of the world.

My girls...

...dead.

I'm scared, Myrtle.

What if it's my hubris,

my inability to cede my position
to this boy

that leads us
down this dark path?

I will not put my own selfish
desires before the coven.

I am not my mother.

Let Fiona teach us one thing.

Passing the Seven Wonders

does not inherently mean
one is fit to lead the coven.

There will come a day
when I will have to identify

my successor.

When that day comes,
cast your net wide.

You, yourself were overlooked.

No one even imagined that you
would emerge until your power

was undeniable.

There's powerful magic within
these very walls, my child.

Our own Mallory,
just one example.

*

I was out
with some of the girls,

gathering herbs
for a ratatouille,

and she evidenced something...

...most extraordinary.

Mallory did not just heal
the wounds.

She undid them.

It was unlike any magic
I had ever seen.

It was Langdon
who brought Queenie back.

You cannot deny his power.

Why are you so eager
to affirm it?

All I ask is that you delay
the test,

give another Delia time
to blossom.

There is no time.

I'm fading.

Nonsense.

You've just been overstressed,
my dear.

Nothing a little Centrum Silver
couldn't cure.

My powers are leaving me.

I've been growing weaker.

I feel it.

I'm dying.

My poor dear.

My sweet girl.

You've only just reached
your prime.

Miss Cordelia?

Yes, Mallory?

I'm sorry to interrupt.

The new girls are--

I guess, the old girls,
they're settled.

And your 2:00
is here to see you.

Thank you.

First of all,
I want to thank you

for accepting Coco
into your academy.

I'm confident
it's the right move for her.

Well, that makes one of us.

Coco doesn't think
she needs to be here.

Well, that's a polite way of
saying this totally sucks ass.

Why would you say that?

This is a school
for witches, right?

We help young girls gifted
with magical ability

reach their potential.

Well, I'm about as ungifted
as they come.

That's not true.

Tell Ms. Goode what you did.

-I want to know.
-Go on.

Okay, well, the first time
I felt something,

I was at Dean & DeLuca
with my brother.

They had these little samples
of biscotti,

so Trevor went to eat one
when I started tingling

and feeling weird.

So I smacked the biscotti
out of his hand,

and we found out
that he has celiac disease,

so... I mean,

I basically saved his life.

Interesting.

Interesting?
I'm a gluten detector.

That's my only power.

When word spread of
my superpower in Beverly Hills,

fancy ladies
with irritated bowels

showed up in droves,

holding up snacks
and baked goods,

just begging me to help them
so they could lose

that last ten pounds
once and for all.

The label on this one
says gluten-free,

but I ate one last week,

and I had such a gas attack.

You can't trust our government.
They lie.

The FDA in this country
is a fucking fraud.

There's gluten in here.

Yep. Mm-hmm.

It's not much of a power,
but it's all I got.

I have no other skills.

You can sense things
that are dangerous,

and that is not a terrible place
to start.

You're just saying that
because my dad donated

a zillion dollars
to your school.

I know this is a big change
for you.

But I also know

the moment you feel
your powers growing,

developing
into something meaningful...

There's no feeling on Earth
like it.

I just ask that you trust me.

Mallory?

This is Coco, and it's
her first day. Do you think

you could show her around,
help her get settled?

Sure.

Hi.

Welcome to Robichaux.

-Thanks.
-Come with me.

We gather at the cusp
of the Blood Moon

to anoint and protect
our brother

before he undergoes the rigors
of the Seven Wonders.

Let the blessings begin.

Salt from the Earth.

May all hindrance and malignity

be cast forth hence,

and let all good enter.

Water from the sea.

To cleanse all impurities

and uncleanliness.

Blood from the body.

To protect the soul.

Let the fire illuminate
our hearts

and spirits and minds

so that all darkness and cold

retire herein.

I conjure the circle of power

to be a place of protection,

a circle to confer the blessings
of all warlocks.

May you be imbued
with wisdom, perseverance,

strength and courage.

I accept the blessings.
May I be worthy to the test.

To our champion!

Knock, knock.

When was the last time

you had a 26-year-old
come through your door?

Sherry cask.
I saved you a glass.

Enough for two, actually.
I thought we'd share.

You're leaving.

Just for a couple of days.

Before the Seven Wonders?

-I need answers now.
-Okay.

John Henry, I know that you've
been skeptical and reluctant.

Quite frankly,
you've been a pain in the ass.

But this disrespect
for the process,

for the Alpha,

-it's beneath you.
-Cordelia had a vision.

She saw the apocalypse
and the demon with a white face.

What she saw was the writing
on the wall.

There is something wrong
with Michael.

I saw the white face demon.

My God.

You're jealous.

-No.
-You think
that Michael's ascendency

somehow diminishes you.

I will not allow
your selfish behavior

to jeopardize our chance
to sit at the head of the table!

Stand down, bitch.

You have always bit off

way more than you can chew.

I am going to New Orleans
to see Cordelia.

And I'm not jealous, Behold.

I'm afraid.

*

Oh, God.
Gosh darn it.

I'm s... Excuse my language.

I can never get the thingy
in the hole.

Would you mind?

-My hands are just useless.
-Yeah.

Here, I got it. I got it.

Oh, God bless you.

A good Samaritan
is harder to find

than a camel
in the eye of a needle.

Do you have a credit card
to pay?

Oh, yes, yes, yes.

Doesn't seem fair, does it?

You get to a point
in your life and...

There are
so many things left to do,

- and so little time left
in the hourglass.

Well, I guess
we all feel like that

when we reach
a certain age, right?

Oh, I wasn't talking about me.

Oh, darn it all to heck.

Accio...

No more spells.

*

Oh, my dear boy.

Oh!

Oh, look at you.

You're skin and bones.
You're wasting away.

Don't these people feed you?

I'm fine. Just tell me
you took care of the problem.

The problem is now a stack
of overcooked country barbecue.

They can bury him in a shoebox.

-If they can find him.
-Good.

These people are the only ones
who could pose a threat to me.

Once I become Supreme,

I can destroy them from within,

eliminate
their whole fucking coven.

Then the road will be clear

for me to do
what I was born to do.

So stop worrying.

Look how easy it was
for you to win their trust,

to get into their school.

They may be wizards,
but they're not exactly wizzes.

Everything is going beautifully.

I still have to pass
the Seven Wonders.

You will own the Seven Wonders,

and then all of their covens,
and then the world.

What would I do without you?

Well, that's something you're
never gonna have to worry about.

And the best part is...

I'm not the only one
who's got your back.

He knows about John Henry.

He does?

Yeah, just don't talk
about your father.

You think we'd let
that fool blow our chance

to have our own Supreme?

Not in this lifetime.

Ariel was the one who told me
when John Henry

was leaving so I could
intercept him and do the deed.

We couldn't have done this
without him.

I for one can't wait

to see those bitches squirm
with a man in charge.

Finally on top,
where we belong.

*

*

*

And so we arrive
at the final test...

Descensum.

But today I'm not asking you

to perform this wonder.

Today I am asking you
to conquer it.

I'd like you to retrieve
my dear friend Misty Day,

who lost her own battle
with this very task.

That's impossible.
Those who don't return

from Descensum are gone forever;
property of the underworld.

No other Supreme's
been made to do this ever.

This is not only unfair,
this is suicide.

Enough. Cordelia.

I need a word.

You're changing the rules.

Michael should only have
to descend as you did.

You didn't see what I saw.

Our world hangs in the balance.

There is darkness coming.

And if Michael is going to be
the one to lead us,

he needs to be able
to withstand anything.

Bullshit.

Excuse me?

I saw you drop.

I know what's really
happening here.

You're fading but you're afraid
to let go.

And you've hit a wall.

Grand Chancellor is as far
as you're going to get.

You and your powers
have reached their limit.

Your kingdom will only just be
this hole in the ground.

Unless, of course,

you use Michael
to extend your influence.

This is pathetic,

accusing me to cover your
blatant attempt at his life.

I won't lose that kid over some
sad, futile cling to power.

You actually believe I'm trying
to get him killed?

What I think, Cordelia,
is that you are

your mother's daughter,
who I knew fairly well.

You may come with a kinder
facade, but deep down,

you're nothing more than a weak,
frightened woman,

just like Fiona.

With a flick of my finger
I could crush your larynx

and tear it from your throat.

Do not for one second
think I am weak.

I have humored you men,
and coddled your fragile egos,

but in no way does that mean
you actually have a say.

I outrank you.

I can destroy you.

So I suggest you fall in line,

because I am still
your Supreme.

It's okay.

I'll get your friend back.

Deduce me in tenebris
vita ad extremum,

ut salutaret inferi.

Deduce me in tenebris
vita ad extremum,

ut salutaret inferi.

Descensum.

*

Mr. Kingery, she did it again.

Where is the dissection frog?

It's right there.
She brought it

-back to life.
-Just shut up, Bobby.

She snuck a live one in here
to trick you.

But the trick's on her.
Pick up that scalpel.

Please don't make me.

If you won't dissect
a dead frog,

then you will dissect
a live one.

No. I don't want to kill
a living thing. Please.

-You can't make me.
-You kill it,

or I'll have a talk
with your parents.

No.

Mr. Kingery, she did it again.

If you won't dissect a dead
frog, then you will dissect

-a live one.
-No. Don't make me.

-Mr. Kingery.
-If you won't dissect
a dead frog,

then you will dissect a...

Are you here to save me?

Well, that's that.

C'est la vie.

This was not a fair test.

What happened?

Where's Misty?

Isn't it obvious, dear?

She's right where she's been
for the last...

Misty. Misty.

My dearest Misty.

Am I...?

Yes.

You're back. You're safe.

Back from perdition.

Can you stand up?

-Okay, come here.
-Okay.

I'm okay.

Hey, girl.

Hi. Hi.

Hi.

Cordelia.

Oh, my God.

What's happening?

What always happens when
a new Supreme rises.

The old one fades away.

We demand what's ours.

You are a pathetic,
pompous ass.

I did everything you asked.

I descended into hell

and I did what you couldn't.

I brought her back.

I passed the Seven Wonders.

- Unless you want to add
another one.
No.

No.

There can be no doubt.

You are the next Supreme.

Delia, sit up if you can.

It's not Louisiana mud, but...
it'll have to do.

What is it?

Lipton's.

I knew you
for such a short time,

and I've missed you forever.

You should have left me
where I was.

What?

Why?

That man you sent to fetch me--

he gives me the heebie-jeebies.

There is something wrong
with him.

What do you mean?

Are you here to save me?

I couldn't understand
what they were saying,

but he... listened

while they talked
their gibberish

all around the classroom.

I'm not educated,

but I'm no fool.

Evil was speaking to him.

Maybe he had to negotiate
your release from Hell?

Maybe.

And you would know better
than me, Miss Cordelia.

But I've sensed evil
ever since I was a child.

I could smell the sweet rot

of a decaying soul,

but I've never smelled anything
quite like him.

I don't know how to describe it.
To me...

he wore the perfume of death.

Delia, what have we done?

We've anointed that boy
the next Supreme.

He will never be the Supreme.

Then why did you
give him the test?

Because I needed
to know how strong he was.

I knew there was something...

dangerous about him,

something dark.

I wanted to keep him close...

so we would be ready.

Something is coming.

I can feel it.

Whatever it is...

Michael Langdon
has already given us

an advantage.

He's brought
all my girls back to me

for the fight ahead.

I can't fight.

I've lost my footing,
Miss Cordelia.

I was in Hell for so long,
I don't know...

I don't know where I am anymore.

You've done enough, Misty.

Yes, you have.

You brought us the first proof.

Now you need to heal.

I'm starving.

They don't serve solid food
in Hell.

Hello, witches.

Oh, my God.

You called the White Witch?

This is for you, Misty.

* So I'm back to the velvet

* Oh, underground

* Back to the floor

* That I love

* To a room

* With some lace

* And some paper flowers

* Back to the gypsy

* That I was

* To the gypsy

* That I was

* And it all comes down to you

* You know that it does

* Well, lightning strikes

* Maybe once

* Maybe twice

* And it lights up the night

* And you see you're a gypsy

* Mm, you see

* You're a gypsy

* Mm

* To the gypsy

* That remains

* Her face says freedom

* With a little bit of fear

* Oh, I have no fear

* I have only love

* And if I was a child

* And the child was enough

* Enough for me to love

* Enough to

* Love

* She is dancing away

* From you now

* She was just a wish

* She was
just a wish *

* And her memory
is all that is *

* Left for you now

* You see you're a gypsy

* Coming on down

* You see you're a gypsy

* Lightning strikes

* Maybe once, maybe twice

* Maybe once

* And maybe twice

* And it all comes down
to you *

* And I still see

* Your bright eyes

* But she was just a witch

* She was just a wish

* And lightning struck

* Only once

* And you're a gypsy

* You're a gypsy

* From you now

* From you now

* You're a gypsy.

I'm going there to do what?

Use your powers
and all your training

to find out everything you can
about Michael.

-Why?
-Because he's a danger

to all of us.

You know,
Michael brought me back.

Don't you think I'd be, like,
loyal to him or something?

You're only loyal to yourself.

When do we leave?

Sorry, ladies.

If eavesdropping paid money,

I'd be richer than Amazon.

-What did you hear?
-All the best parts.

And if you going to dig up dirt
on one of my own,

I'm going with you.

I travel alone.

M'kay.

Maybe I just go to Michael,

see what he thinks
about all of this.

Why wouldn't you do that anyway?

Maybe I have my own concerns
about him.

Do you know something?

Maybe just a gut feeling.

A bad one.

All right.

You go together.

Great.

I claim the aisle seat.

The destination.

What's so special
about this place?

It's where it all began.

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