I wanna be the last thing you ever see.
He dies, we die.
- Ah! - Freeze!
We will take over from here.
We're going to execute him. Has he been silvered?
Less than an hour ago. Shall I give him another dose
- and bring him to you? - Excellent.
We got a new Packmaster-- me.
That arrangement include you sucking down vampire blood?
I accept the role of master of this pack.
You gotta have a second before you can challenge the master.
I will.
There is someone after shifters.
Can you keep her safe until we figure out who that is?
I can help you track 'em down.
I can shift into anything I need to
and give you the most heightened senses on the planet.
You sell wooden bullets?
I got some right here if you wanna see 'em.
Andy!
Somebody stitched up his lip.
He with an evil man, made him drink goat blood.
Don Bartolo.
I'm being hunted by an evil smoke monster
that wants to kill me and everyone I love.
If I stay with you, you will die.
Then you need to go.
Hey! Die, fanger!
Hoyt Fortenberry?
Well, it's your lucky night, 'cause we just saved your life.
Did vampires kill our mom and daddy?
A vampire ambushed your parents.
He was drawn to them by something he smelled in the car.
- Your blood. - No!
I don't believe any of you.
Roman has decreed Russell's execution tonight.
- It's finally happening. - What is happening?
Level one protocol!
Initiating level one protocols in...
You and me, together at last.
Northman!
- Eric! - I don't understand.
- Why didn't it work? - Eric?
- Eric! - Kill him!
No, keep him alive!
He will be tried for what he has done!
Northman, are you alive?
Chancellors, remain shielded.
Eric!
Praise you, Lilith.
Guide us through darkness.
Praise you, Lilith.
It is your blood that gives us life.
It's okay, Nigel. Soon we'll be free.
We'll all be free!
Prisoner secure.
Chancellors...
- Eric? - ...to your quarters.
Chancellors to your quarters.
- Eric? - The view from up here is spectacular.
♪ True Blood 5x07♪ In the Beginning Original Air Date on July 22, 2012
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♪ When you came in the air went out ♪
♪ And every shadow filled up with doubt ♪
♪ I don't know who you think you are ♪
♪ But before the night is through ♪
♪ I want to do bad things with you ♪
♪ I'm the kind to sit up in his room ♪
♪ Heart sick and eyes filled up with blue ♪
♪ I don't know what you've done to me ♪
♪ But I know this much is true ♪
♪ I want to do bad things with you ♪
♪ Ow, ooh ♪
♪ I want to do real bad things with you. ♪
He's supposed to be helping her, not zapping her again.
We are helping her. We're testing her luminescence.
All right, listen. I ain't been to med school, or fairy school or nothing.
So if you can put it in terms a "laid man" can understand,
I'd appreciate it.
I'm going to send my light through her and if the fae in her is strong,
my light will pass through her body unhindered.
Well, send it on through.
What-- is that bad? 'Cause--
Her head-- it lit up real good, I thought.
Wake her up.
- Where am I? - You're safe.
Like hell I am. You're one of the bitches that zapped me.
And you ain't much better.
Oh, it's okay, Sook. They've just been testing your luminescence.
My luminescence? What the hell's that?
You're depleting, Sookie.
Fuck you, I'm depleting.
I wanna go home. Come on, Jason. Let's go.
Hey, let's just plug her in and charge her back up.
Whether you believe it or not,
my family has been watching over your family
for centuries.
Just hear us out, okay? It's for your own good.
I'm going to ask you something.
Please answer honestly.
Have you been experiencing disturbances in your abilities?
Disturbances like...
Like hearing thoughts.
Sometimes it might be a strain to listen.
Sometimes you can't hear much at all.
Come to think of it, I have been a little off my game lately.
What we are and what you are, Sookie, is magical.
But as you are only half fae, your magic is finite.
You will run out if you aren't careful how
and how much you use it.
What happens if I do run out? Would I die?
- You wouldn't, but-- - Would I be normal?
Would I be human?
You would be fae no longer, yes.
Thanks for an interesting night.
Come on, Jason. Let's go.
Sookie, we fae are capable of things
you haven't even begun to explore.
Are you saying there's more shit she can do?
I hope we've at least convinced you of our trustworthiness.
If you're ever curious,
if ever you find yourself questioning any of this,
you know where to find us now.
I do.
And I will, if I'm ever curious.
We should say goodbye to Hadley before we go.
When did you realize the shop keeper
was reaching for his gun?
Not till after Merlotte took him out.
Hey, sorry it took me so long.
I was at a lady friend's house tonight
and I did not know how I was gonna get out of there.
I was even thinking about chewing my own arm off,
but then the body call came in.
Couldn't have worked out better.
- What? - TMI, Coroner Spencer.
Sorry.
Well, damn. Got him in a body bag already.
Crossbow to the chest.
I would've liked to have seen that.
Okay, so...
I forgot where we were.
Where I was looking when he reached for his gun.
That's right.
Where were you looking when he reached for his gun?
I was looking in the other direction, obviously.
You do realize that is not part of our training, Sheriff.
Of course I realize that.
Jesus tits on Christ,
this has got to be the worst night of my life.
Just what in the hell are you looking for, Mr. Merlotte?
Deputy, you got gloves on?
Check this box.
And you are hoping to find what?
Rubber masks.
Folks who were going around
shooting at people like animals,
doing it wearing Obama masks as a disguise.
Who knew bigots bought in bulk?
How'd you do that?
Picking up five men, maybe six.
I'm smelling bad diets
and hate and envy.
There something I need to know about you, Mr. Merlotte?
No.
I wish y'all hadn't seen me like that.
In a dark alley with a vampire sucking on my neck.
I feel like I lost every ounce of pride
I ever had.
And I don't know when that happened.
It happened when vampires
started coming out of the woodwork.
And the "lamestream" media wrapped its arms around them.
Mm-hmm, that's right.
And now they're trying to convince us
that we oughta feel like shit about ourselves
'cause we ain't all special like they are.
The whole world's upside down.
It's like it's some sort of crime now, being a regular human.
Mm-hmm. Talk about it.
Point is, Fortenberry.
It don't matter how you wound up here tonight.
It matters that you are here.
Joe Bob, I've known you since middle school.
And you guys, Ray, Tirese, I just met y'all tonight.
But right here, right now, I feel more love,
I feel more acceptance
in this hate group than I ever felt at church or basketball
or anywhere, for that matter.
That's what people don't get. Hate groups is about more than hate.
'Course, if they started to call them "love groups,"
- nobody'd wanna be in one. - Yeah, yeah. That shit's for real.
It's Dragon.
Yes, Dragon?
Who's The Dragon?
- What was her name? - Who?
That vamper you was telling us about.
Jessica. It's Jessica Hamby.
Look, I don't know how I'm ever gonna forgive myself
for letting her into my heart.
You have to, Fortenberry.
Ain't your fault. In fact, I'd bet good money
that toothy-ass bitch hypnotized you into fucking her.
Yeah, it wasn't sex. It was date rape.
I don't know what it was, but I was sure as shit under her spell.
You know what? Don't matter.
Only thing that matters is what's in your heart.
Right now.
Do you hate Jessica Hamby?
I do.
Then we're here to hate her with ya.
They killed Junior.
- What? - Who's Junior?
They shot him with a fucking crossbow, man!
No, I don't even-- Junior? Junior's dead?
Fuck!
- No. - Those sons of bitches!
Motherfuckers!
Whoever it was used us, Eric.
They used us to deliver Roman's killer right to him.
Nora.
She must have broken Russell out.
It had to have been her.
You swore you never told her.
I didn't.
But I was with her while you were attending Russell's execution.
She knew what was coming.
I don't care how fucking old Russell Edgington is.
Pure silver coursing through a vampire's veins
is still pure silver coursing through his veins.
We both saw how fast he was on top of Roman.
And on me. There wasn't any silver.
And Nora was locked up the whole time.
She must have had an accomplice. At least one.
Molly?
- Molly. - What's your problem?
- Are you a Sanguinista? - No!
Then why didn't the iStake work?
Um, duh. That's what I'm trying to figure out.
Are you loyal to Roman Zimojic?
You believe mainstreaming is the only path?
Of course.
You guys are whacked.
King Compton, Sheriff Northman.
Chancellor Agrippa would like a word with you in her chambers.
- Gentlemen. - Chancellor Agrippa.
- Come in. - Brother, I want you to--
Go fuck yourself, Nora.
I'll ask again. Please come in.
Ha!
Fangs.
You're such boys. I'm not gonna hurt you.
I just want to make an entrance, is all.
- Russell, enough. - Put your fangs away.
- We're all friends here. - Like fuck we are.
Oh, I think we can be.
I've changed my tune.
You killed my Talbot, but I forgive you.
Now you go.
You slaughtered my entire family.
Bygones. It's olive branch time.
I'm making an effort here.
It would behoove you to respond in kind.
Why should we believe you when no more than an hour ago--
Tell me, Northman. When you were hanging up there on one of those
very proud unhoned Turkish marble columns,
did you ever stop to wonder why I didn't kill you
when I could have so easily?
I'm still wondering, actually.
It's because I have been born again.
Made again in my new maker's image.
Your "new maker." Of course.
Oh, no, brother. I would never--
Stop calling me that.
You rescuing us from The Authority,
our getting caught.
Everything was a fucking lie!
Yes, I knew about Russell, but that's why I tried to save you.
Because I didn't trust he wouldn't come after you.
Oh, ye of little faith.
Not nice.
Very disrespectful.
I dug Russell up.
How did you know where he was?
The night you were ordered to show him the true death,
I followed you.
Why?
Russell Edgington was the only vampire I knew of
powerful enough to take Roman Zimojic out.
Power aside, you had unparalleled access to The Guardian.
If you wanted him gone,
wouldn't it have been easier to do it yourself?
The Book is very clear on this subject.
"The Guardian's blood is sacrosanct.
He alone shall determine
when His Essence shall flow."
What happened tonight was inevitable.
But I say this with the deepest regret.
Bullshit. You can't play the grieving widow
and the leader of a coup at the same time.
I see you. All you want is power.
No. I want to share it.
With Nora, with Russell, with the two of you, with everyone.
Too much vampire blood has been spilled
in the singular pursuit of power.
But why?
When Lilith gives us more than enough to go around?
Join us. Please.
Never, you Bible-banging cunts.
What about you, Mr. Compton?
I still believe
that without peaceful coexistence
between our species,
neither species will survive.
Mainstreaming is the only way.
Tomorrow night we're having a ceremony.
An initiation, of sorts.
I still would like to give you the option to participate.
Oh, thank you, Salome.
You've shown tremendous mercy.
No. Lilith has shown her mercy.
Hell, yes, she has.
Tomorrow night, then.
- Yes. - Till tomorrow.
- Alcide, what are you doing? - It's half-time.
Why do I get the sense that you're not taking your training seriously?
I don't know. Maybe 'cause my trainer's too damn distracting.
Oh, shit.
Fuck!
Oh!
Hey! I told you me and J.D. had it out last night.
He damn near kicked my ass before he tore off.
Being on V gives him too much advantage.
So what, then, huh? You saying you don't wanna fight him?
Shit.
I'm gonna fight him 'cause it's the right thing to do.
But I'm prepared to lose and you need to be, too.
What if we got you some vampire blood?
No, way.
It'd just be the once to level the playing field.
- Then we could clean this pack up. - I said no fucking way.
I don't know what kind of experience you've had with V,
or if you've ever known anyone on it,
but it's not just a drug.
It's like swallowing death.
You take it and you're dead inside.
So is it even worth training?
Probably not.
Training hard, I see.
It's a close session.
I asked J.D. about what you accused him of last night.
You mean about him being a V-fiend?
And what'd he say to that?
He looked me in the eye and swore on my son's grave it wasn't true.
Respectfully, Martha, your son doesn't have a grave 'cause y'all ate him.
Don't get literal on me, Rambo.
I'm gonna tell you a story.
My husband was Packmaster.
When he died, J .D. was next in line.
Not a wolf in this pack would've challenged him.
But out of respect for me and my husband, J.D. desisted.
Instead, he devoted himself
100% to my Marcus.
To teaching him what only a he-wolf can teach.
You gonna deny any of this?
I can't. It's all true. But, Martha--
It's J.D.'s turn now.
He has more than earned it.
Emma, sweetie. Come here.
He's on V, Martha.
It's a lie. You can still bow out.
Let's go get you something to eat.
I, Terry Bellefleur,
take thee, Arlene Fowler,
To be my lawfully wedded wife.
- To have and to hold-- - Arlene,
I just want you to know...
that you make everything right and worth it.
Everything.
And I'm gonna do my damndest to be strong for you.
For as long as I live. I promise.
You beat me to the altar, you bastard.
But seriously, cuz. Congrats.
Way to go.
Hey, Arlene.
Sorry to just talk to Arlene but Terry, you're a guy,
so I doubt you'll ever even see this.
Here you are, hon. You gonna help with setup, or--
Wait, am I on TV?
...and I just wanna say
I am so proud of you.
You inspire me and you remind me
that everything happens for a reason.
- Sweet. - Meant every word.
- Oh, wait, wait. You have to see this-- - Oh, I gotta see this.
Uh, congratulations, guys.
If I don't seem all that happy,
it's only 'cause I wish Sook was here, too.
You know? Man, she'd be so happy for you.
I could see her little-- little--
Well, hello, out-of-towner.
Excuse me, Hoyt.
Uh, Terry and Arlene, we're very happy for you.
Yeah, we really, really are.
You know, maybe one day, if, um, you know, we're lucky,
you'll get to help us celebrate.
- I had a vampire at my wedding. - You have grown.
'Sup, Mikey, Mikey.
Now later on when you do the math about when you was born,
and when Mommy and Daddy made you,
don't sweat it 'cause you was made out of love, baby boy.
What's the matter with you?
Why do you always have the need to say something inappropriate?
He always has the need to say something inappropriate.
'Cause I is who I is. Ka, bitch, ka.
- And I love who you is. - And I love you for it.
And last but not least...
Ah! Look at your dress!
- God, I was fat. - What a pretty little dress.
You were not.
I wanted a drink that night so bad.
Um, who are we missing?
- Sam! Sam! - Oh, fuck. Of course, Sam.
Sam Merlotte, where are you?
Over here! Over here, congrats! Congrats, cheers!
Thank you, Sam Merlotte, for giving us this bar!
- Whoo! - Well, just to be clear,
the bar is still mine, all right?
I'm giving it to you for one night only.
Who knows with her? Give her an inch, she'll take a mile.
All right, all right. Here, here!
Cheers!
- Oh. - Aw.
- No, I can't-- - Oh, honey.
Oh, honey, honey. Come here.
I was so happy that day.
But not as happy as I should've been.
I had it all. I didn't even know it.
You can still get it back.
He's crazy, Holly.
As in, off the deep end.
No, Arlene. What he is is PTSD.
Okay? There's a big difference between that and crazy.
No, you didn't see him last night. He looked like shit.
And then he was telling me that there's this spirit made of smoke
that's chasing him 'round the country, hunting him down.
That doesn't sound crazy to you?
- Not necessarily. - Not necessarily?
Look, after everything we've been through,
we both know there's all kinds of things out there.
Things we don't understand.
Now, I'm not saying it is for real.
I'm just asking, are you gonna be able to live with yourself
if you give up on that man and it turns out that it was?
Well, fuck you and your tough love.
Sorry, babe.
Knock, knock.
What time is it?
Uh, it's just before noon.
- Shouldn't you be at work? - Yeah, probably.
I don't know how to make lunch so I made you breakfast instead.
Uh, listen. About last night?
It's not your fault, Sook.
What are you talking about?
I'm talking about the shit we learned last night.
About your blood being in the back seat and all.
It has to be on your mind. Don't tell me it ain't.
I thought I was supposed to be the one who could hear thoughts.
You know, I always thought it was my fault.
I mean, we both did.
Jason, I never said anything to--
I know you didn't, Sook. That's my point.
I mean, not once, in all these years,
have you ever treated me like their dying was on me.
We were so young and--
and it was so unfair.
And still you-- you never even slipped.
Today, we know the truth.
But I will be damned if I let you take that on
because you never let me.
And I love you for it.
I love you, too.
And yes, you can eat my bacon.
Yeah.
- Andy? - Hey, Sheriff Dearborn.
I was wondering if we could talk.
I ain't the Sheriff anymore, Andy.
You are.
And now ain't exactly a good time.
Look, I'm having a crisis of confidence
and I could use some advice.
We got some killers out there,
a whole group of them.
And they're going after shit I don't even understand.
And I keep feeling like...
Do I suck at this, Bud?
When I retired, did I say anything to you
about dropping by any time you damn well felt like it?
'Cause I don't remember having that conversation.
Buddy?
Come on. Water's 103, just like you like it.
I'll be right there, sweetie.
Like I said. Not a good time.
Where's, uh-- where's Lynn?
Riverboat gambling.
Look, Andy, I get that the job's stressful.
I did it for 43 years.
But I'm retired now.
The wife's out of town, the hot tub's just right,
and I've got an experimental male enhancement ointment
I'm anxious to try out.
So, go on.
Get out of here and let a man relax.
Oh!
Been expecting you.
Hola?
Hello?
Shit.
Hello? Hola?
Hola!
Hello?
Oh, Lordy. Have mercy on my soul.
Have mercy on the whole messed up human race.
My Jesusito, he had a gift.
Your Jesusito had a shitload of gifts.
But you wouldn't know that, would you?
He spit on this family when he gave away our gift to you.
Tonight, I spit back.
Tonight, I will take back
what belongs to me.
I spit first, you sick fucking fuck.
I feel fine, Sam.
I should be out there helping you.
I already told you, I'm on their trail.
When I come across any of these fuckers,
ain't a chance in hell they're gonna get away.
- But-- - Like it or not, Luna, you're safer here.
It also happens to be where you belong.
So you can get back on your feet, move Emma home where she belongs.
Hey.
Bad timing?
Actually, your timing's perfect.
Sam's had about all he can take of me.
Not much of a patient, are we?
I'm a raving lunatic bitch.
Ooh, you said it.
Well, I got junk magazines, junk food,
'cause I know how awful hospital food can be,
and then, of course, the flowers to class this up a bit
so I don't seem so W.T.
Thank you, Sookie. I love all of it.
But right now, it's all about the Sonic.
How you holding up? Get any sleep?
What the hell's sleep?
How 'bout I buy you a cup of coffee?
Word around town is you're some kinda
bulletproof superhero or something.
My friends got shot and killed for no other reason
than they were different from the people doing the shooting.
And they shot at me and Luna for the exact same reason.
And, fuck, Sookie. They even went after her daughter.
You know, girl's only eight?
Is this the kind of world she's gonna grow up in?
People are scum.
I'll be honest, Sam.
That doesn't sound like much of a superhero speech.
Yeah, well, I didn't ask to be called a hero.
Super, bulletproof, or otherwise.
Thank you for this.
- Can I ask you something? - If you dare.
Say you could trade in what you are
and give away everything that's special about you
for a plain old regular life.
Would you?
Well, the me I wish I was
would say no way.
He'd say "You gotta keep on fighting stupidity.
and every mind you change is one less dumb fuck
on the bad guy's side."
But the me I'm afraid I'm becoming...
I'm feeling a lot less optimistic I can effect the kind of change
that make a squirt's piss of difference in this world.
And I'm so fucking tired of fighting.
I'm with you there.
But, I wonder-- I mean,
would it go away?
Would what go away?
Wouldn't all the hate still bother us?
We'd still be able to see it, right?
I don't know.
I do know one thing.
The world would be a much safer place for the people I love.
If I was normal,
a lot more of them would still be alive today.
We can "what if" all we like.
In the end, we are what we are.
I guess.
You know, that looks good. I think I'll have cup, too.
Tara?
Tara, it's me, baby. Your mother.
- I know who you are. - Oh.
I wasn't sure if you would.
- How could you, Tara? - What?
- How could you do this to me? - I didn't do shit to you.
This is a terrible situation you've put me in.
I'm a minister's wife now.
I can't have any daughter of mine being a vampire.
Why are you here, Mama?
I came here to tell you that, from this day forward,
you are dead to me, baby girl.
I came to say goodbye.
Oh, no.
You'll be seeing me again.
I ain't afraid of you, child.
I got Jesus at my back.
Well, la-dee-da.
- I'm going. - Then go.
The Book tells us that to stake a Guardian
is to turn your back on Lilith herself.
But what to do when that Guardian
has already turned his back on her?
I believe...
Lilith forgives Russell Edgington
for what he's done.
And so I do, too.
Thank you, Salome.
I want everyone here to know just how awful I feel.
Not so much about Roman.
That was for the greater good.
But for what I said about Lilith...
I, universally,
disavow myself
of my statements.
I love Lilith.
Praise her.
- Praise her. - Praise her.
Praise her.
Praise Lilith.
How many times over the past decades
have you heard Guardian Zimojic imply
that we owed our very existence to humans?
That we evolved from them?
We didn't evolve from them.
Shamefully, Roman believed we did.
Roman believed that this blood,
her blood,
the blood this very Authority was created to protect...
he called it symbolic.
It is not symbolic.
The Book tells us that Lilith met the sun by the hand of Man.
That on the ensuing night, her progeny collected her remains
in an Earthen jar.
The blood has since been transferred,
but this blood which Salome holds in her hands right now,
it is the blood of Lilith.
Nothing could be less symbolic.
Whatever doubts any of us have
will be erased.
Tonight...
everyone in this room...
will drink from her.
This...
is...
blasphemy.
All of it.
I've served on this council longer than any vampire,
save for Roman.
Who are you to offer the blood of Lilith?
Oh. Well, I--
May Lilith forgive me.
She does. Anyone else?
Give it to me. I'll drink it.
The blood of Lilith? Why not?
I'm like a tree in the wind.
I am just so happy to be included.
We are of Lilith.
Lilith is of God.
May she reveal herself
to us tonight.
We are of Lilith.
Are we really gonna do this?
It's vampire blood.
We're vampires.
It's not gonna do anything.
- I have to say... - Who--
I'm jealous of your disguise.
Sorry, kiddo. You're gonna have to earn your stripes.
You kill your first newscaster on live TV,
you can pick out anything you want.
Where is she taking us?
Lilith is taking us. Only she knows.
Well, I hope she figures it out soon
'cause I'm hungry.
We will walk where and when we want.
These streets are yours no longer.
We should eat you for the disrespect you've shown us.
But your heartbeat sounds like shit
and your blood smells even worse.
But keep your hands off the horn!
- I'll move. - No, it's okay.
Sit. Sit.
You look good up there.
You were right.
You're a better dancer than you are a bartender.
Thanks.
So your mom's a real bitch.
Yeah, I know she is.
But what are you gonna do?
She's still my mom.
No, she's not.
Not anymore.
Can you believe this shit?
I fucking hate her
but I'm crying for her anyways.
Hey.
A hundred years from now you won't even remember her.
This I promise you.
Okay, break's over.
Time to get back up on that pole.
I loved my Jesusito.
He was special, but he was soft.
That's what drew you to him.
You saw in him something you wanted
and you knew you could take it.
You wanted to be a brujo.
You stole my family's magic from my Jesusito.
You keep it locked away in your brain.
Tonight I take it back.
Shh.
It's a boy.
Full of spirit and energy.
He will do wonders with what I'm taking back from you.
My wife will drink the blood I collect from your brain.
You must think you're joining my Jesusito.
But, no.
You don't get to be together.
Adiós, maricón.
Pendejo!
I won't say who he is,
but this vamper friend of mine,
he says end of days is coming.
Now, I can't tell y'all what to believe,
but I will say this.
I believe him.
But what does he mean "End of days"?
A war...
between vampires and humans.
And God be damned if you get caught in the middle.
So what the fuck do we do now?
We join him.
He's offering us an in.
We drink his blood
and he knows he can trust us.
Fuck it. I'm in.
What about you, little girl?
I'm scared.
Oh, now, don't be.
You take this, you grow up to be big and strong like me.
Emma?
That is my granddaughter.
Listen to me, Martha. It's the only way.
You gotta believe me.
I don't know you no more.
Emma, honey?
You come with me.
What's up, y'all? Where's Joe Bob?
Dragon had something else for him. Let's roll.
Come on, Fortenberry. Hop in.
I've got a surprise for ya.
How do I look?
Like a badass motherfucker.
- Let's roll. - Let's roll.
Let's roll!
- Woo-hoo! - Obama!
Sir, visiting hours are over.
Okay.
Sir, I'm gonna have to insist.
They've been over for two hours.
Fine, fine. I hear ya.
Jesus.
Sir, you have got to go home.
Sir?
You killed my friends, you son of a bitch.
So? You killed my friend.
He fucking deserved it and so do you.
♪ Inside me ♪
♪ Alone in the dark ♪
♪ But you've come along ♪
♪ And you... ♪
To the bride and groom!
- ♪ Light up my life... ♪ - Congratulations.
♪ You give me hope ♪
♪ To carry on ♪
♪ You light up my days ♪
♪ And fill my nights ♪
♪ With song ♪
♪ Rolling at sea ♪
♪ Adrift on the waters ♪
♪ Could it be finally ♪
Oh, what's wrong?
It's that vampire!
Russell What's-His-Face!
Edgington.
Russell Edgington.
- Mommy! - Oh! Oh, oh.
You should worry about you.
I'm freezing, Patrick.
That'd be pretty ironic.
Two men waiting to die by fire, they wind up freezing to death instead.
I'm leaving a family behind. A good one.
I'm in no mood for irony, asshole.
Seriously, why don't we just build a fire and get it over with?
At least we'd be warm.
- What the fuck? - What's your fucking problem?
God damn it.
- No! Fuck you! - What the--
- Come on back, you ifrit pussy! - Private--
Did you see that shit? It was fucking laughing at us.
Seriously! Come on back, you piece of shit!
- Private! - Stop privating me.
This ain't what we signed up for.
The deal was, it was supposed to kill us.
I did not agree to be fucked with.
Damn it, Bellefleur.
God-- ah!
Terry.
Terry, no. Don't.
Why not?
I've already made my peace with it.
Really? 'Cause you don't look like a man at peace.
Fuck you. I'm gonna fucking do it.
No, you're not. And you know why?
'Cause suicide is for Muslims!
And you're better than that.
You're a goddamn U.S. Marine.
It's taken everything from me
and now it wants me to stew in it?
Well, fuck him-- her-- it.
Give me my gun.
Not another step, Patrick.
Lisa...
Coby...
Mikey...
They would wanna know you died fighting.
Not like this. Now, come on.
Shit.
All right, all right.
Fuck!
Hey.
I am so sorry, Bellefleur.
You have no idea how much I wish I'd never given you that order.
But you did.
Yeah.
Yeah, I sure did.
Yeah?
Sorry to interrupt.
Officer Stackhouse is here to see you.
Jason?
Hey.
- You been drinking? - Yeah.
Well--
hey, talk to me. What's going on?
My parents, they weren't--
they weren't killed in a car accident.
They got killed by a vampire.
- Oh, my God. - Yeah.
Do you know who?
But I'm gonna find out.
'Cause there is something to be scared of
inside my little girl.
Oh, my God. She knows everything I'm thinking.
- What are you? - What are you?
You're definitely not human.
I don't know what I am. Maybe I'm an alien.
The fae were known for breeding with humans,
Sometimes against the humans' will.
My people are rapists?
You're depleting, Sookie.
Your magic is finite.
You will run out if you aren't careful how and how much you use it.
Would I be normal?
Would I be human?
You would be fae no longer, yes.
It's just so fucked up.
I mean, here I am...
and we are...
whatever we are.
And now I found out that--
No.
No, Jason. We are not all the same.
- I-- I guess, but-- - No.
You taste funny.
Is that blood on your mouth?
Oh, shit. Shit.
Were you just feeding on somebody?
I didn't know that you were coming.
I am so sorry. I would not have done that--
You're sorry?
Jesus fucking Christ, Jess. Is he here?
Jason, do not make a scene.
Why not? I think I deserve to know whose blood I just tasted.
- What's his name? - I don't know.
'Course you don't. Yo, dude. Sheriff's Department.
- Jason... - Come on down!
What's your name, son?
'Cause she sure as shit don't know.
- Go back to my room. - Don't.
- Go! - Don't!
You know, you say you're not all the same,
but really, what's the difference?
I mean, you just drank from some dude you don't even know.
Yeah, and I suppose you know every cow you've eaten.
What the fuck kind of question is that?
I ain't never fucked a cow.
Oh, it's a metaphor, idiot!
Hey, fuck you, fanger.
Ah!
- Ah! - Move in!
Ms. Hamby, awaiting your order.
You shot me in the head.
So what? It'll fucking heal.
So will I.
Get the fuck out of my mansion.
What the hell?
Lilith.
♪ In the beginning, there was a hum ♪
♪ From a poet whose pulse fell, drum, drum, drum ♪
♪ He would perform prayers and all till one day ♪
♪ He heard a voice call, come, come, come ♪
♪ Suspicious, he moved with vicious caution ♪
♪ Dismisses, he thinks is a little often ♪
♪ People get held back by the void inside 'em ♪
♪ Yo, the void said, "I'm poised to speak inside you ♪
♪ Rejoice then, please let me invite you ♪
♪ To evil, greed, and lies, too" ♪
♪ Yeah, confused and dazed ♪
♪ He moved in ways, he soon became hakuna ♪
♪ Boom, boom, boom ♪
♪ A knock on his door, his heart is no more ♪
♪ A knock on his door, his soul is no more ♪
♪ Yeah ♪
♪ That was in the beginning ♪
♪ As the story goes on ♪
♪ So, so, so, so... ♪
♪ The poet's got a proposal, he would always hope ♪
♪ but never know what it feels to be free ♪
♪ He would be the frozen, imposed as the chosen ♪
♪ All laws oppose him, but it would be greed ♪
♪ That's got him there, he's power-hungry ♪
♪ And proud too ♪
♪ People don't care, he will just care ♪
♪ Evil don't care, he will just prayer ♪
♪ And we being strong ♪
♪ And we keep going on ♪
♪ And on and on and on. ♪
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