- What the hell just happened? - We saw her.
We saw Lilith.
You saw her. You were there.
And so was Godric. And it sickened him.
The Godric you say you saw last night was a perversion.
Lilith will show you the way.
There may be a way we can find out who killed your parents.
Sookie: First I was Mama, then I was the vampire.
You saw Claudine?
Warlow, leave the girl alone!
- Does Warlow mean anything to you? - No.
You are mine!
- ( gasps ) - Whoa.
She here. She'll lift the curse if--
Terry, baby, you got to kill Patrick.
Or either he got to kill you.
One of us has got to die.
This vamper friend of mine,
we drink his blood and he knows he can trust us.
You're a drug addict and you're a disgrace to all wolves.
JD, don't! You have won.
Find yourself a new pack.
I was in my room, and the next thing I know I'm you.
- You'll be okay. - No, I won't.
- I'm gonna die, Sam. - ( groans )
- Luna? - ( vomits )
We got a surprise for you, Hoyt.
Now, you need to do this, brother.
- ( gunshot ) - You did it?
I'll send help. A friendly face.
It's time to start crushing the mainstreamers.
Tru Blood. You bomb the factories.
There are only five of them.
And you force mainstreamers to feed on humans.
- As they were meant to. - Well done.
- What are you doing? - Evolving.
Newscaster: We're looking at a Tru Blood factory
outside Houston, Texas, where an explosion occurred
about an hour ago.
The cause is still undetermined,
but early reports indicate that there have been
at least six human casualties.
The Houston plant is the largest Tru Blood factory in the world,
producing more than a quarter of the world's supply
of the synthetic blood beverage
that vampires need to survive.
- ( man whimpering ) - It's begun.
Praise Lilith.
Nora: In celebration of her holy war,
let us feast in Lilith's name.
Should we say Grace?
Northman?
Well, prayer is a fairly new concept to me.
Perhaps someone with a little more
experience should do it.
It would be my honor.
Here's a tried and true one from my human days.
There once was a cock and a hen
who gave lunch to a goose in a pen.
"Good Lord," said the goose,
"bless this food for our use
and us to Thy service."
Amen.
( laughing )
Charming.
( speaking Aramaic )
( muffled screaming )
( theme music playing )
♪ True Blood 5x09♪ Everybody Wants to Rule the World Original Air Date on August 5, 2012
== sync, corrected by elderman ==
♪ 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. ♪
Automated voice: Access denied.
Chelsea, Chancellor Agrippa must have forgot to clear me.
Is there any way you can--
Level one protocols. Sorry, hon.
Gotcha.
- ( gasps ) - Oh, please.
I'm a thousand years older than you.
Put the baby fangs away before you piss me off.
Is there somewhere safe we can talk?
Be safe in here if you let me go.
We got 30 seconds before we're live again.
Please tell me you have a plan to get us outta here.
- Uh, you were it. - Well, that's great.
Level one protocols.
I only have level three clearance, genius.
The lockdown system is DNA specific.
I don't speak techie.
- Translate. - We're totally fucking fucked.
- Unless... - Unless what?
It's probably a really stupid idea
and it'll probably get you killed.
Sounds perfect.
- You see anything? - Yep.
One fine-ass motherfucker with pretty new eyelashes.
Lafayette, seriously.
There was a creepy spirit thingy in this bathroom.
Now, are you gonna help me find out what it was
or are you just gonna stare at your vain-ass self all night?
Okay.
( clears throat )
Creepy spirit thingy,
why you in Sookie bathroom?
Hello?
I'm sorry, Sook.
I ain't got no goddamn clue how this shit work.
I ain't Whoopi Goldberg in "Ghost,"
although I am way prettier.
Well, thanks for trying.
I'm still gonna charge your ass 100 bucks.
Put it on my tab.
So, other than getting possessed
by a Mexican demon, how've you been?
- You heard from Tara? - ( sighs )
I texted her about 50 times,
and this all she wrote--
"Bitch, stop texting me or I will eat you."
- ( phone closes ) - Sounds like she's doing better.
She ain't been pissed at me this long
since I stole her boyfriend in eighth grade.
Well, she'll get over it someday.
Or she won't.
At least she's alive.
Sort of.
- What? - I said at least she's alive.
Not you. Shh.
Y'all need to simmer the fuck down, shit!
I can only listen to one of y'all at a goddamn time, fuck.
Oh, excuse my language, Mrs. Stackhouse.
Gran? Gran's here?
It's--
Yes, ma'am, I will tell her.
The rest of y'all, I ain't Gmail for dead bitches.
Send your own goddamn messages, hell.
Your gran says she is glad
those striptease fairies is looking after you.
Did she say anything else?
Like who Warlow is
or what that thing was in my bathroom?
Shh, shh.
Sleep on it.
You sleep on it?
You're sleeping on top of it.
( rustling )
For, like, the hundredth time, Hoyt is not an Obama.
The only reason any of this happened
is because he still loves me.
He joined a hate group.
He tried to kidnap you, pointed a gun at you.
Oh, yeah, that's real romantic.
Yeah, well, at least he didn't shoot me in the head.
Thanks for showing up, Officer Stackhouse.
Well, I came as soon as I heard.
- Hoyt's an Obama? - No!
Oh, he's a regular Prince Charming.
( laughs ) Ran off to save his own ass.
It was daylight, all right? He went to go get help.
Jason, they must have done something to him.
Hoyt's had your blood, right?
So if he's in danger, you'd feel it, right?
I did, all right?
But then he just went blank, and I can't--
I can't feel him at all anymore.
I did this to him, okay?
And if anything happens to him,
it's 'cause of me.
Here.
( pigs snorting )
( squealing )
I don't think it's gonna happen again.
You sure?
No.
But I stopped getting pins and needles all over my body,
so that's a good thing, right?
I'm-- I'm taking you back to the hospital.
My brother died from skinwalking.
Your brother was beaten to death.
And they just dug a bullet out of you.
So stop making me waste my energy by arguing.
I'm not going back to the hospital.
Okay. ( laughs )
Okay, then you're staying here
and I'm getting somebody to take care of you.
While you're out chasing the Obamas?
You know, in case you hadn't noticed,
the Renard Parish Sheriff's Department aren't exactly CSI.
- They need me. - Uh-huh.
And in case you haven't noticed, I'm not exactly fragile.
Those cocksuckers shot us
and they tried to shoot my daughter.
So if you think I'm just gonna lie here in bed
like "The Princess and the Pea"...
- Luna-- - ...then you're dead wrong.
I'm coming with you. You can't stop me.
You're really fucking annoying, you know that?
And you're old-fashioned and surprisingly sexist.
Trying to protect somebody I love-- that's sexist?
I love you, too.
- Good. - Still coming with you.
God damn it!
Well, last ghost lady Lafayette channeled
tried to steal our baby.
Why should we trust this one?
- Because I shot her in the head. - Well, so what?
That was a long time ago and it wasn't your fault.
And you're very sorry. He is very sorry.
Please, please, don't make him do this.
Honey, you're gonna wake up the kids.
What-- what are you doing?
Me and Patrick, we saved each other's lives.
He's a good man.
Oh, is that why he ran out of here like a scalded dog?
Looked to me like all he was thinking about
was saving his own hide.
Survival brings out the ugly in all of us.
I'm gonna offer him a fair fight.
It's the least he deserves.
What about us?
What about Mikey, okay?
What about what we deserve?
Baby, if it wasn't for you...
You're the only reason I'm fighting at all.
Terry.
Newscaster: The fire is still raging
at the Tru Blood factory outside Houston, Texas.
Meanwhile, panicked vampires across the country
rush to stockpile the beverage.
And many human citizens are already asking the question:
- what will happen to them... - ( door opens )
...when the artificial blood runs out?
- What are you doing? - We should have enough Tru Blood
to last us a couple of weeks if we stop serving it now.
We're not going to stop serving it.
You've seen the news, right?
Factories burning, vampires panicking.
Which is exactly why we need to keep serving the blood--
so our vampire customers don't eat our human customers
and put us out of business.
What happens when we run out?
We do what every sane vampire in this country is gonna do--
pretend to still be drinking the shit like good little mainstreamers,
and in private we discreetly feed on humans.
It's gonna be a bloodbath out there.
Whoever blew up that factory,
that's what they want, isn't it?
There are two things I try to stay away from:
humans who eat a lot of fish and politics.
So whatever comes next, we keep our heads down,
our tits up, and the Tru Blood flowing.
Understand?
Hey, I may be, like, a week old,
but I'm not an idiot.
You're worried about Eric.
If you need someone to talk to--
Just because we drank a bitch together
does not make us Oprah and Gayle.
Get the fuck back to work.
Suck me, vampire Barbie.
"Hey, I have a great idea.
Why don't we blow up all the Tru Blood factories
and start a civil war?
Wouldn't that be fun?
Praise Lilith."
I don't know what kind of game you're playing, Bill, but--
- It's not a game. - Shut up.
There aren't any cameras in here.
You're laying it on a little thick, don't you think?
Salome and Russell are thousands of years old.
And Nora may be young, but she's a political genius.
That's why Godric chose her.
If you think they're gonna buy this act much longer,
you're as crazy as they are.
What if they're not crazy?
What if God is a vampire?
I saw Lilith. We both did.
And we were high.
I don't know what's in that blood,
but we need to stay away from it.
I'm lost.
I don't know who to trust.
Everything I believed in has been turned upside down.
What about Sookie?
She just food to you now?
I didn't think so.
You're more of a mainstreamer than I'll ever be.
And whatever religious crisis you think you're having,
you can have it somewhere else.
We're getting the hell out of here.
Now, the compound's on lockdown.
There's only one way out.
The chancellor's blood.
You want me to steal Salome's blood?
- What about your sister? - I'll handle Nora.
It's our only shot.
Tomorrow before dawn.
( woman screaming ) No! No!
Hmm, we'd better get back to slaughtering people
in the name of God.
Woman: No, no!
( screaming )
No! No!
Gran's photo albums, my parents' baby pictures,
their obituaries-- I-- I don't understand.
I've been through this stuff a zillion times.
What am I supposed to be looking for?
Shit knows, Nancy Drew.
- What is this? - Jason's report card.
It's the only B he ever got.
- Gran knitted a frame for it. - ( laughs )
What are you trying to show me, Gran?
What am I not seeing?
Lynn Dearborne was Jason's sixth grade teacher?
- Sheriff Dearborne's wife? - Uh-huh.
Jason was her favorite.
It didn't matter how many tests he flunked
or cheated his way through,
he was every female teacher's pet.
The boy could charm the skirt off a post.
Used to drive me nuts.
"The bodies of Michelle and Corbett Stackhouse
were discovered by Deputy Bud Dearborne
of the Renard Parish Sheriff's Department."
Bud Dearborne found my parents' bodies?
How come I didn't know that?
He was there.
Maybe this is what Gran's trying to tell me--
that Bud Dearborne knows something.
She could have just said so.
Dead folk, why y'all gotta be so cryptic?
It ain't cute.
Hey, don't let her out of your sight.
I don't care if she's sleeping or taking a dump.
Jason, I don't take dumps.
And I'm gonna be fine. Don't worry about me.
Only worry about Hoyt. I still can't feel him.
It's like there's nothing, just emptiness.
And, God, it's like he's asleep or--
Don't even say it.
I wish I could stay and help.
Well, being a vampire's got its perks--
the no dumping and all-- but getting deep-fried
when the sun comes up sure evens the playing field.
- Mm. - Look, I got this covered.
It's what I'm trained for. Hoyt's gonna be fine.
Promise me.
Promise.
( sighs )
Okay.
Joe Bob visited this same website
over 500 times--
www.KeepAmericaHuman.com.
"The Human Patriot Manifesto,
Part 1.
Vampires and other covert mutants
are stealing our jobs, buying our politicians,
controlling the media, and seducing our children.
If we have any chance of keeping America human,
brave citizens like us have got to stand up and fight back."
Yeah, if they're so brave, then why the Obama masks, hmm?
Kevin: 'Cause it's like patriotic
or ironic or something.
Maybe it's 'cause they don't wanna get recognized.
God help us.
Amen.
- Stackhouse. - Yeah.
Check this out.
Jason: Fuck me.
Making soups outta supes!
Obamas aren't just shooting shifters.
They're strapping vampires in the sun,
melting 'em like marshmallows.
Death to supes!
- Long live the Dragon. - Long live the Dragon.
Aw, shit me.
There are dragons now, too.
Not those kind of dragons.
That's what they s--
Back in the day, old Cleetus Bodehouse
used to be a Grand Dragon for the Ku Klux Klan.
The masks, the cross--
sick sons of bitches are modeling themselves after the Klan.
Didn't Cleetus Bodehouse drown in his own bathtub
like 20 years ago?
So who's the Dragon?
We find the Dragon, we find Hoyt.
Who the fuck's the Dragon?
And what's he done with Hoyt?
Fuck you. I ain't telling you shit.
Whoa, whoa, whoa! Hey, easy, Stackhouse!
- Fuck you, man! - Get off him!
- Come on, man, easy. - Get up!
Easy.
Dude, we all wanted to be you in high school--
QB-1, drowning in cooch.
You were the man.
Now look at you-- Bellefleur's bitch boy,
screwing over your best friend for some cold, dead pussy.
You're such a fuckin' loser.
Shut up, you dumb fuck!
Yeah! Yeah!
( music over radio ) ♪ A life in the middle of getting it done ♪
♪ And heaven, it done to you ♪
♪ I see the neck of the driver behind the wheel... ♪
Vampers may be stronger and faster,
shifters may be smarter, more adaptable,
but wolves have something none of them do.
You know what that is, Alcide?
- A pack, sir. - A pack.
That's how wolves have survived
for thousands of years--
by putting the needs, traditions,
and survival of our pack before our own.
But we aren't just wolves, are we?
We're men, too.
And women, Debbie.
Inside each of us is both man and beast.
The man is selfish.
He wants the best piece of meat,
the biggest house,
the prettiest girl all to himself.
That's how humans are built.
But the wolf, the beast,
he's connected to something greater.
He feels his brothers and sisters in his blood.
He carries them with him wherever he goes.
He knows our strengths
and our unity.
Today you're given the choice...
the choice all weres make when they come of age.
Who will be your guide?
Man or beast? Human or wolf?
Will you carry the hopes, dreams, and survival
of our pack on your shoulders
or will you walk alone?
The choice is yours.
Alcide Herveaux, my son...
your choice?
I choose pack.
Debbie Pelt, your choice?
I choose pack.
♪ You're changing your clothes ♪
♪ In the backseat, you slip ♪
♪ From a girl to a woman in less than a minute ♪
♪ As we rode from the city under the stars... ♪
( music playing )
♪ I made a lot of money... ♪
Ginger ale for you, Sookie.
Thanks, Sheriff-- Mr. Dearborne.
- ( chuckles ) - How's retirement treating you?
Fantastic. Colon cancer's in remission.
Had the last of the tumors cut out a month ago.
I'm glad to hear that.
Anyway, about my parents,
I know you were the one who found them.
Was there anything suspicious to you?
Were there any marks on them?
Bites?
If you're asking if it could have been a vamper--
I hate to say it, but the answer is yes.
Of course, we didn't know about them at the time,
so we assumed that gators must've gotten to the bodies.
I'm sorry.
I know you had a real special relationship with vamps.
But gotta be hard knowing they killed your grandmother
and now maybe even your parents, too.
René Lenier or Drew Marshall or whatever his name was
killed my gran, not a vampire.
Well, depends how you look at it, right?
I mean, she was killed
'cause you associated with vampires.
So, in a way,
they might as well have been the ones who killed her.
- You see what I mean? - No, I don't think I do.
( thinking ) She's probably reading your mind right now.
She's onto you.
Knows what you're hiding.
Gonna ruin it.
Just drink the damn ginger ale.
- Oh! - Oh, shoot!
I am so sorry.
- Here, let me help you with that. - It's okay.
What are you doing?
Does the name Warlow mean anything to you?
Do you know who killed my parents?
Sookie, I got no idea what you're talking about.
Let go of me, young lady.
( thinking ) Who the hell's Warlow?
I've already told her vampers killed her parents.
What's she want from me?
I'm sorry. I made a mistake.
Yeah, you sure did.
Well, don't just stand there gawking, Bud.
- Grab her damn feet. - Yes, Sweetie.
Sheriff Bellefleur, is it true that Barack Obama
is actually behind the recent unsolved shootings
and the kidnapping of a local vampire?
No. The President of the United States
is not actually in Renard Parish shooting and kidnapping people.
We believe there is a hate group
who are disguising themselves wearing Obama masks.
This hate group, they kidnapped a vampire,
but they've also been linked to a double homicide in Monroe
and a shooting outside Shreveport.
Those victims were human, so what's the connection?
Uh, sorry, I-- I can't comment on that at this time.
- Excuse me. - Sheriff. Sheriff!
- Sheriff Bellefleur. - Sam: Andy.
- ( sighs ) - Hey, Andy,
we went back to that basement,
picked up the scent of at least five or six people
and something else, too.
- Pigs. - Pigs?
More specifically, pig shit.
Tracked all over the place. Must have been on their shoes.
Okay, well, thanks for the tip.
Now I suggest y'all lie low until we bring them in.
Hey, listen, I saved your life.
I'm in this.
( whispering ) That was before you turned into you.
In case you haven't noticed,
this place is crawling with reporters.
So unless you want me to go on camera and tell them
you turn into a dog
and she turns into you, y'all better get outta here.
Andy, don't be an asshole.
Go home, Merlotte.
If he doesn't wanna help us, fuck him.
Come here.
Okay, what are we doing?
You ever been a fly on a wall?
( door opens )
( gasps, screams )
You scream again, I will shoot.
You understand?
Keys.
Terry said he was gonna settle things with you--
I said give me your keys now.
( lock clicks )
- Go on. Go on. - ( gasps )
Please, please. My kids.
Look, you do exactly what I say, I'll let you get home to 'em.
I promise.
Now who else is working?
Uh-- uh, Sam is taking the day off.
Holly's babysitting.
Lafayette's supposed to be cooking, but he's always late.
All right, all right, you call him, you tell him not to come in.
Merlotte's is closed for the day.
- Okay. - Okay.
- Oh, God. - Come on!
Shit. I'm sorry.
( beeping )
Lafayette, it's Arlene.
Yep, you're late again.
But guess what, Sam's shut-- shutting down for the day.
No, nothing's wrong.
I think he's just...
taking care of that leak in the men's room finally.
( laughs ) Well, you know what they say--
don't look a gift horse in the mouth, right?
Uh, but you have a good day. Yeah, okay, I will.
( pigs snorting )
( squealing )
Hoyt?
Hoyt, wake up.
( Hoyt thinking ) I feel so good and happy.
I never thought heaven would smell like this,
but it sure is pretty.
Oh, Hoyt, you're high as a kite.
What did they give you?
Ray: Here, piggy, piggy, piggy.
Hungry pigs?
Well, look who's awake.
Andy: We got two Obamas so far--
Junior and Joe Bob.
These guys are Bon Temps born and bred.
What else they got in common?
Both got dumb-ass white-trash names starting with J,
played football for BT High.
Sheriff Dearborne arrested both of them.
Joe Bob 'cause folks said he's one of them boys
torched that vampire house in Monroe.
We could never prove anything.
The American Vampire League was crawling up our ass,
so Bud dragged him in, held him overnight, let him go.
What about Junior?
Public drunkenness, all it says.
A town like this, everybody spends a night or two in the slammer.
I don't see much of a connection there.
Whoever this Dragon is, it's somebody they're scared of.
I mean, we kicked the bejesus out of Joe Bob--
Stackhouse!
I mean, uh, Joe Bob fell off his bunk real hard,
and he still wouldn't turn on the Dragon.
( sighs )
If this Dragon's done anything to Hoyt,
I ain't never gonna forgive myself for a long, long time.
That boy wouldn't be wearing makeup in Fangtasia
or joining hate groups or any of this shit
if I hadn't have slept with Jess.
Don't be too hard on yourself.
We all fall short somewhere.
You use your dick for a compass.
Me, I'm just a bad cop.
Andy.
I'm the worst sheriff this town's ever had.
Everybody knows it.
We assaulted a prisoner today.
Now, Joe Bob's a son of a bitch,
but it is my job to protect son of a bitches, too,
and vampers and shifters, werechickens
and whatever the fuck else is out there!
The world's going to hell in a hand bucket.
Maybe I oughta do like Bud--
walk out of here, retire,
cheat on my wife, square-dance.
Holy...
- Long live the Dragon! - Whoo!
His boots.
Look at his boots.
Kevin: Since you hung up your hat for good,
it's time you put on your new dancing shoes.
- ( cheering ) - Thank you. They're beautiful.
- Bud's the Dragon. - Bud's the Dragon.
Bud's the goddamn Dragon.
( flies buzzing )
( pigs squealing )
Sorry about this.
With your mind-reading and all,
we couldn't risk you telling somebody on us.
Mr. Dearborne, I don't know what you're talking about.
The supes are trying to take over the whole world.
Crafty suckers have been at it a long, long time.
I got a stack of unsolved cases dating back over 40 years--
innocent people like your folks
murdered by vamps and who knows what else.
Somebody's gotta put an end to it.
How?
Shooting good people like Sam Merlotte
who've never done anything but help this town?
Merlotte ain't helping this town.
He's buying it.
Bars, apartment buildings.
Just a matter of time before he starts in
on churches and schools.
Then he can convert all the innocent children
to his perverted shifter ways.
World War IV ain't gonna be fought
over land or oil in no foreign country,
it's gonna be fought right here for our humanity.
Excuse me, who are you?
Sweetie Des Arts. Nice to meet you, freak.
You don't look like a Sweetie.
Bud, maybe Sookie'd like some of that ginger ale now.
I-- I don't think she's part of the conspiracy.
I known her her whole life.
Well, then, you know better than I do--
she sure as shit ain't human.
She's a mind-reader with electric fingers and a fetish for fangers!
If that ain't a supe, I don't know what the hell is.
You can't let your emotions
cloud your vision, baby.
They may look like us and talk like us,
but they are not like us.
What about Hoyt? He's about as human as they come.
We gave him a chance to be a hero for humanity
and he pussied out.
He loves mutants so much, he might as well die with them.
Bud, you were the sheriff of this town.
You're supposed to protect people.
And that's what I'm doing-- protecting people.
- The law don't protect people. - You tell her, Bud.
Bud: The law gives monsters equal rights
and sends patriots like my cousin Joe Bob to jail
for sticking up for his own kind.
All the law ever gave me
was cancer in my ass
and a sexless marriage.
That's right, baby.
When the supernatural war's over and the smoke clears,
we're gonna write us a new law,
one that makes sense for humans.
Supes will be aborted or shot on sight,
and all of humanity'll know the sacrifices that we made
in the name of America.
There are gonna be flags with our faces on 'em.
What happened to you?
Something awful must've happened to you
to fill you with so much crazy hate.
- ( music playing ) - ( crying )
( thinking ) Husband left me for that shifter bitch
liked to turn herself into a damn raccoon.
What's that supposed to do for my self-esteem?
You get outta my head, you freak show!
Give her the fuckin' ginger ale already
or I'll do it my damn self.
Come on, now. It's just got some OxyContin
left over from my colon surgery in it.
Bud, you don't wanna do this.
- That woman is out of her mind. - Watch your mouth.
This woman is the Dragon of Renard Parish,
the Square-Dancing Champion of Louisiana,
and the love of my life.
Sookie: Mm!
- N-- n-- - Bud: Open up.
( Sookie coughs )
- ( sirens wailing ) - ( music playing )
♪ Somebody tell me what to do ♪
♪ A throw in the hay with Mary Lou ♪
♪ Sadie Hawkins, Daisy Mae ♪
♪ Jimmy Crack Corn is here to stay ♪
♪ Makes me love and find romance ♪
- ♪ When you go... ♪ - Bust it.
♪ Go to the barn dance... ♪ Run her 'round.
- Next verse. - Man: Yee-haw!
- Man #2: Do it again. - ♪ Get in a circle hand to hand ♪
♪ Thank the Lord for the barn dance band... ♪
Man #2: Yeah.
♪ Try to hold her, try to raid ♪
♪ Meredith thinks I'm on the make ♪
♪ Sadie Hawkins, Daisy Mae ♪
♪ Jimmy Crack Corn is here to stay ♪
- ♪ Makes me love... ♪ - Kevin: Clear!
- Clear. - Motherfucker!
Where the hell are you, Bud?
Where are you?
Hey.
It's Bud's wife, Lynn.
She was my sixth grade teacher.
Used to bake me cookies
and let me take naps on her lap.
Is there a point to this, Stackhouse?
Her family owned a pig farm out on the way to Kickapoo.
Pig shit.
( phone ringing )
- Where the fuck are you? - Patrick: I'm watching you.
Put your weapon down and come in with your hands in the air.
Arlene: Don't do it, Terr--
Arlene: Terry, he's gonna kill you! Run!
Those kids need their mother. Don't you make me shoot her.
I trusted you.
I kept our secret even when it was eating a hole through me.
After everything we've been through, how could you do this?
- She's my wife. - Stop. Stop right there.
Now, I have a family, too.
Maggie's pregnant and I promised her I'd come home.
I don't wanna do this shit. You know I don't.
But there's no other way to end it.
A fair fight. Let the best man win.
You're stronger than I am.
You're a better soldier, a better man.
But it's you or me. That's what it's come down to.
And it ain't gonna be me. Now get on your knees.
( crying ) No.
God damn it, Bellefleur, get on your knees.
( Arlene weeping )
- No! - Get outta here.
I'm-- I'm sorry.
- ( yells ) - Ah!
God damn it!
( gunshot )
Ah, ah.
Don't move, motherfucker,
or I will blow your fucking brains out.
Must be peaceful to be so sure of something.
No room for doubt or remorse.
Faith isn't magic. Anyone can do it.
Mm, but it requires surrendering.
I've never been a big fan of that.
( laughs )
Still such a fucking Viking,
even after all these years.
Always.
But you-- you've changed.
You're not the power-hungry bitch I used to love.
All I cared about was rising up the ranks of the Authority
and making my mark,
sitting in Roman's chair someday.
I had no idea what true power was.
How-- how did you find God?
Salome.
She snuck me in here during the day whilst Roman was in ground.
She let me taste the blood.
And it blew my fucking mind, Eric.
My ambitions seemed trivial,
and everything I had once cared about
seemed insignificant in the face of such divinity.
And I felt this overwhelming sense
of purpose and belonging.
Well, I wish it were that simple for me.
It can be.
- No. - It can be.
Believing in something other than yourself doesn't
make you weak, Eric.
Even the tallest tree knows its existence
depends on the soil beneath its roots
and the sun and the rain upon its branches.
That's what Lilith is to us.
I don't wanna fight you.
I want to believe.
- Will you help me? - Yes.
Yeah.
Thousands of years, Salome has meant nothing
but a naked girl with a man's head in her lap.
Now I will be linked to Lilith forever.
That will be my true legacy.
So few have the chance to shape history.
Not once, but twice.
It's not an accident.
I've been chosen and so have you.
Lilith has chosen you as my Adam.
We will birth a new world together.
What if I don't want to be chosen?
Her blood is inside you.
Let it be your guide.
( both gasping )
Bill.
( moaning )
( whimpering )
No.
( gasping )
- ( pig snorting ) - ( music playing )
( man chuckles )
Ray: Why don't we just shoot 'em?
'Cause we're making a political statement,
ass-for-brains.
The world's gone to the pigs 'cause of the supes,
so we're feeding the supes to the pigs.
Get it?
This is going on the website, baby, so put on your mask.
Right.
God bless America!
Bring in the pigs!
- Here, piggy, piggy, piggy. - ( snorting )
All right, toss her in there.
Give those porkies something to chew on.
( loud chewing )
Sam: I got you.
- Sam.
Sweetie: Jesus, help me! Keep it away from me!
Stay outta my pig, dirty shifter!
( sirens wailing )
Andy: Stay close. Keep your eye on the perimeter.
Sheriff's Department! Freeze!
Get down on your fuckin' knees!
( pigs squealing )
Drop the weapon, Bud. It's over.
Humans rule!
( groans )
Sookie: Jason.
Sook.
Oh, my God.
Hey. Hey.
The hell are you doing here?
Hoyt.
( pigs squealing )
Hoyt. Buddy!
( dog barking )
( screams )
( gasping )
That's for shooting me.
That's for my boyfriend.
And this is for my daughter,
you human trash!
Sookie.
You okay?
- Hi. - Hi.
Were you a pig or did I dream that?
Come on, Hoyt.
Come on, buddy. It's J. I'm right here, man.
Stay with me, man.
Stay with me, bubba.
Stay with me, man.
I think she hit an artery.
If you're not gonna shoot me,
I need to get to a hospital.
Do it, Terry. Shoot him.
She's a fighter. That's good.
If you care about something, you gotta fight for it.
I'm not just fighting for my life.
Don't listen to him, Terry. He is messing with your head.
He would've shot you on your knees.
Maggie's due in December.
It's a Christmas baby, a little boy like Mikey.
- Shut up! - Do it.
You shoot him in the head right now for your family.
That's how this whole thing got started, remember?
You taking orders.
- ( speaking Arabic ) - Dead check her.
- Do it. - ( gunshot )
Shoot him. Shoot him, Terry.
You gotta do what your conscience tells you this time.
Do what's right.
( thunderclap )
( speaking Arabic )
Can I get some Tru Blood, please?
Where the fuck's my Tru Blood?
Excuse me.
Good, now I've got your attention.
Number one:
there's no feeding on humans in Fangtasia.
Number fuckin' two:
get out of my maker's throne before I stake you all over it.
Monarchs have lifted the ban on public feeding.
And Northman is history.
The Authority has named me the new Sheriff of Area 5.
( crowd gasps )
Everybody, grab a human. Drinks are on me!
( clamoring )
( whimpering )
( screaming ) No!
Is Hoyt gonna be okay?
He had a pulse, but it was real weak.
Jason'll call us from the hospital if there's any news.
What about you?
You sure you don't want to at least go get checked out?
I'll be fine as soon as I wash the pig out of my hair.
All right, get in. I'll drive you home.
Thanks.
Hey, Andy.
Hey.
- Listen, I just wanted to say-- - It's all good.
You saved my life. I saved yours back.
No, I was gonna say
you're not the worst sheriff this town ever had.
Bud Dearborne had you beat by a mile.
Thanks, Sam.
Night.
Let's go get Emma.
Yeah.
Russell: I first started collecting werewolves
in Scandinavia almost 2,000 years ago.
My first was a lovely werebitch named Gisla.
- Oh. - Whitest pelt, greenest eyes,
loyal like you wouldn't believe,
even before I gave her my blood.
But after-- oh, oh, oh!
She'd rip apart anything that looked at me sideways.
You think dogs are good pets,
wait till you try a werewolf on V.
I've never had a pet.
My father was allergic to everything except God.
You forget that bloodbag.
Stick with me, darlin'.
I'll give you the world.
I hear a celebration is in order.
We have a new Packmaster.
( cheering )
To J.D., Packmaster of Shreveport.
( cheering )
Ooh, yeah. ( chuckling )
Ooh.
Yeah.
Oh, okay. All right, all right.
Okay. Yes.
What's your name, werebitch?
And who is that adorable little puppy?
So cute.
Name's Martha.
This is my granddaughter.
Come, Martha.
Join your pack.
I chose my pack, and I swore I'd die for it,
but I will never drink from you, fanger.
Hmm. ( chuckles )
The smarter the creature, the more discipline it needs.
- No! You let go of her. - ( Emma whimpering )
- You let her go! - For you, my darlin'.
- Emma! - Your first pet.
J.D., please. Not my grandbaby.
Stop him, please.
Mr. Edgington...
see, Emma, she's a member of this pack,
so I can't let you do that.
( choking )
Did you think my blood was free?
You silly, silly dog.
- Shall we? - Oh, Russell, she's adorable.
Emma!
- ( Emma whimpering ) - No!
( music playing over radio )
( music stops )
( TV playing )
Dad.
Beer in the fridge.
Grab me one while you're in there.
How much you got on this?
100.
Four, five.
So your whole disability check.
Nice.
It's a long drive to come out here and give me another lecture.
It's not why I came.
I lost Packmaster.
I've been abjured.
( chuckles )
So you're a lone wolf now.
Just like your old man.
I'm nothing like you.
Sure, you're not.
Newscaster over TV: Two more explosions
at Tru Blood factories in Japan and Kuwait.
Steve Newlin of the American Vampire League
has called the attacks "a vicious act of terrorism"
against all God-fearing,
peace-loving vampire citizens of the world.
Oh, bollocks.
Claude? Claudette?
I'm sorry, I don't know you.
Oh, Claudija.
Well, it's nice to meet you, but what are y'all doing
in my living room in the middle of the night?
We brought you some soup, Sookie.
Move over.
Don't believe a word of it.
- Vampires are behind it all. - Why?
They're taking over the world.
Us together again on the same side.
That's what Godric would have wanted.
You're right.
Where are you taking me?
Home.
Eric, no.
- ( mutters ) - ( whimpers )
( syringe clatters )
We gotta move fast. She won't be out long.
- Where's Bill? - We can't wait for him.
You had me worried there for a minute.
Ready to get the hell outta here?
- ( beeps ) Automated voice: Access granted.
( growling )
You fuckin' traitor.
I'm doing this for you.
You've been chosen by Lilith.
This is what God wants.
( music playing )
♪ Welcome to your life ♪
♪ There's no turning back ♪
♪ Even while we sleep ♪
♪ We will find you acting on your best behavior ♪
♪ Turn your back on Mother Nature ♪
♪ Everybody wants to rule the world ♪
♪ It's my own design ♪
♪ It's my own remorse ♪
♪ Help me to decide ♪
♪ Help me make the most of freedom and of pleasure ♪
♪ Nothing ever lasts forever ♪
♪ Everybody wants to rule the world ♪
♪ There's a room where the light won't find you ♪
♪ Holding hands while the walls come tumbling down ♪
♪ When they do, I'll be right behind you ♪
♪ So glad we've almost made it ♪
♪ So sad they had to fade it ♪
♪ Everybody wants to rule the-- ♪
♪ All for freedom and for pleasure ♪
♪ Nothing ever lasts forever ♪
♪ Everybody wants to rule the world! ♪
== sync, corrected by elderman ==