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Come on, Warlow.
Come back to me.

What little blood
he has left, I need it.

He'll die, and there's
been too much dying.

We made a deal, Sookie.

I know we did, Bill, but Eric took
our deal and fucked it in the ass.

You're the god
of all vampires.

Deal with your vampire.

Seriously?

I'm gnawing
at my own arm

and you're gonna
drop fang on me?

Come on, Warlow.

Drink.

- Sookie.
- Shh, I'm right here.

Just... just drink.

You see that?
He's looking better already.

Should we go, Warlow?

Does he really look like
he's in any kind of shape

to go save
vampirekind with you?

I couldn't give a shit
what kind of shape he's in.

- Ah!
- How do I get out of here?

God damn it, Bill.
You don't have to do this.

- I have no choice.
- You do have a choice.

Right now, Eric has
more of Warlow's blood

coursing through his veins
than Warlow does.

If you want his blood, take it from
Eric and leave us the fuck alone.

How about you tell me
how I get outta here?

No.

Tell me how I get out
or Sookie dies.

- Sookie, use your light.
- It won't work.

It will!

Ah! Ah!

- Nicely done.
- Thanks.

Season06 Episode09
Life Matters

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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. ♪

Walk around.

Mrs. Bellefleur.

Thank you for agreeing to do
this on such short notice.

We wouldn't miss it
for the world.

Come, let me show you
where you'll be sitting.

Thank you.

Are you feeling
any better?

Why, you got somewhere
you need to be?

Um, just the...

funeral's starting.

Yeah, right.

Okay.

When you came here
last night with Bill,

you were prepared
to be mine, were you not?

You know I was.

Are you still?

Warlow, I made you
a promise.

When I promise somebody
something, I keep it.

Always.

I believe you.

Good.

Come here.

What?

You can't go to a funeral
with that on your arm.

- Let me heal you.
- Oh.

Ah.

Thanks.

You're welcome.

Go.

Are you sure
you're okay?

I'm perfect.

Okay, sweet boy.

Nice suit.

- Thanks for coming, y'all.
- Oh, honey.

Good to see ya.

- Hey, Arlene.
- Hey.

Is that
the Stackhouse girl?

The weirdo?

Shh!

- Monty?
- Yes.

I am so sorry
about her.

Don't even
think about it.

Miss Fortenberry,
Miss Bodehouse.

Hey, Sookie.

Are those
two seats taken?

Oh, no.
Please.

Thanks.

How's Hoyt doing,
by the way?

He's doing real good.

He has a girlfriend
and everything.

Ugly as sin,
but at least

she ain't a redheaded
bloodsucker.

Uh-huh.

Sookie.

Well, don't you look
handsome all dressed up.

I guess it takes a funeral
to tame the beast within.

That seat
next to you taken?

Actually, I was
saving it for Jason,

but I haven't
seen him yet.

Oh, no worries.
I understand.

I'll, uh, see you after?

You bet.

Alcide.

Thanks for coming.

Of course.

Now, he smells
like a man.

Yeah, he does.

Who is he?

Eric.

Northman.

Overlark.

I'll be back in 10 minutes
to make sure you've bled out.

Gentlemen.

You're all free to go.

Come on.
We're free, man!

Go on.

Go kill your captors.

My maker is in that drawer.

Did you drink
the Tru Blood?

Yes.

What's happening
to me?

!
Sorry.

Oh, God.

Your maker's gonna die
a horrible death,

and it's up to you
whether you want to watch it.

But like I said,
you're free to go.

"But if any widow hath
children or grandchildren,

let them learn first to show
piety towards their own family,

and to requite
their parents,

for this is acceptable
in the sight of God."

There are those
who say it goes

God, country, family,
in that order.

Others would argue
it should be

God, family, country.

Well, Terry and I got
to talking once,

and he told me
that for him,

it was family,
family, family,

and that he didn't expect
it was ever gonna change.

And believe it or not,
even as a man of God,

I was satisfied
with his answer

because I knew
he meant it.

Terry Bellefleur
believed in family.

And for him,

everything...

everything
flowed from that.

Shut up.

Was the vampire that did
this to you tall and blond?

Northman.

You see where he went?

Behind me.

Please.

Please...

will you kill me?

In your time here,
did you have any interactions

with a redheaded vampire
named Jessica Hamby?

I did.

Did you hurt her?

Yes.

Then I will be happy to kill
you, you fucking cockroach.

Hey, everyone.

Y'all know me
as Sheriff...

but today
I'm just Andy.

Terry and I,
we were cousins,

but we grew up
as brothers.

Our grandmother
instilled in both of us

a sense of civic duty.

She taught us we had
a responsibility

to the community
we grew up in,

that it was incumbent upon us
as Bellefleurs

to give back.

For me, that meant
staying here.

For Terry...

it meant
something bigger.

But when he came back...

and this is no
big family secret

I'm giving away here
or anything...

that responsibility
weighed on him.

I remember him saying,
"War is not a game."

And I said,
"I know that. I know."

And he said,
"No, you don't."

And I knew it.
I knew he was right.

I... I didn't know it
the way he knew it.

Then he disappeared
to our childhood hangout...

a place we called
Fort Bellefleur.

Terry!

So, uh, I was hoping
you'd talk to me today.

Portia's
worried about you.

Grandma's
worried about you.

I'm worried about you.

Listen, if you
don't wanna talk,

I'm gonna keep coming
back here till you do.

But if you don't wanna,
you gotta let me know

what kind of beer
you want

'cause I'm just guessing,
and buying two of everything's

got the guys at the liquor
store all pissed off.

Raging Bitch IPA.

What was that?

Raging Bitch IPA.

It's the only American beer
the European soldiers

could even stand
to drink over there.

Raging Bitch.
I'll look into it.

You might have
to special order it.

Well, what you've done
for this country's special.

You have no idea what I did
for this country.

Well, why don't
you tell me?

Just talk to me.

What do you want, cuz?

I want you
to come back to us.

- We all do.
- I can't.

There's nothing there
for me now.

Sure, there is.

Remember Sally Winford?

She got divorced.

She got kids?

Three of 'em.
Two girls and a boy.

- I can't be around kids.
- Never mind Sally, then.

How about
if I got you a job?

Good luck with that!

Ah!

Faster, you bitch! That's what you get!

Faster, faster!

Have you seen
a tall, blond vampire?

He let us go.
What a wonderful gift.

Any idea
where he went?

Oh, so many hallways,
so many possibilities.

You are going to tell me

what you did
with your rabbit.

Did you hurt it?

Did you touch it?

Come out!

You're free.

Go forth
and kill the humans.

Jason Stackhouse.

Looking good,
my friend.

They took 'em all away.

What, Pam?
Willa?

Tara and Jess.

All of 'em.

Now, the last time
I saw you,

you were spouting
some pretty hateful ideas.

I know I was.

How well do you know
your way around this place?

Pretty fucking well.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Oh, and help me remember...

have I ever
healed you before?

I don't think so.

Mm.

Well, you are in
for a treat.

And when you
dream of me...

dream of nice things.

Hey, what's up,
MacGilvray, Johnson?

High five, Tirone.

Uh...

I'm gonna
be honest here.

When Andy asked me
to give Terry

a chance in the kitchen,
I wasn't so sure.

But he turned out
to be not only

one of the best employees
that I ever had...

I don't think
he ever missed a day...

but, Terry,

he was one of the best
and most loyal friends

that I ever had.

Terry, it's me!

I brought somebody
to see ya.

You remember
Sam Merlotte?

Talk to him.
Tell him about the beer.

Hey, Terry!

If you can hear me,
I own a bar.

It's called
Merlotte's.

My distributor was able
to find some of that beer

you were telling
your cousin about.

Raging Bitch?

Had some myself last night.
It's really fucking good.

I thought we'd all go
fishing, knock back a few.

I'll fish.

The restaurant business...
what's that like?

Well, it's a lot of work,
but I like people, so...

I don't like work.
Or people.

He's... he's kidding.

Right, cuz?
You're kidding?

- Sam's offering you a job.
- Bite!

Hey, there you go, cuz.
Lady Luck's with you.

- Bite!
- Whoa, whoa!

- Whoa.
- Look, look!

- Whoo!
- Yeah!

Let me in there.

You hooked him
real good.

Come here,
you little bugger.

Whoo-hoo!

Throw it back.

It's a catfish, cuz.
What's the big deal?

Every life matters.
Throw it back.

What if it don't work out?

Well, hey, it will.

I spilled my beer.

We'll get you
another one.

I like you, Sam.

I like you, too.

Yeah.

- Fuck off and die.
- I'm already dead. Try again.

- I'm your doctor.
- You're my hostage.

- What was it? You were not good enough...
- Hello, vampires.

Could I have a minute alone
with the good doctor, please?

- No!
- Now.

Hey.

You forgot to ask me
something.

Excuse me?

During our sessions,

there was something
you forgot to ask me.

What...
what did I forget?

You should've asked
how you were going to die

so you could've prepared
yourself mentally.

Hmm?

Truth is,
I don't really care.

No?

I'm gonna die
a happy man.

Oh.

Would you like to know
why that is?

Hmm, sure.

I'll bite.

I fucked your progeny.

Oh, oh.

You did not
just go there.

That's gonna
cost you, Doc.

Ah!

Now, is this true...
what you're saying?

Did you have sex
with Pam?

She said she used to
be a whore.

We made a deal.

Sex in return for her
release from solitary.

Let's go.

Wait, you're not
going to kill me?

No, I'm not.

We're gonna
go find Pam,

and then she's
gonna kill you.

I believed she more
than earned the right,

you disgusting cretin.

Let's go.

I wasn't sure whether I was gonna
come up here today or not, but...

me and Terry
worked too long

and too close
for me not to.

Is that a boy
or a girl?

Shh!

Anyway, the first time
I met Terry Bellefleur

was his first day
on the job.

And I didn't know
nothing about him

other than he was this...

battlefield-hardened
US Marine

who had some shit
going on that I...

oh, excuse my language.

Excuse me, y'all.

Um, well, he had no experience
working in the kitchen.

And I didn't want nobody
leaning on me like that,

especially no soldier.

Um...

how y'all doing,
fellas?

Anyways, about an hour in...

I looked in Terry's eyes

and I saw something

I didn't expect to see.

Yo, what's going on
with my fries?

Terry?

Terry?

Marine?

Oh. Oh, God.

I want to be good
at this job.

Will you help me?

Mostly I don't believe
in all this stuff,

but I saw it.

I was looking straight
into his soul.

Is you okay?

I just don't wanna
fuck this up.

Well, we good, then,

'cause Mama ain't gonna
let that happen.

- Okay?
- I'm sorry about your fries.

Oh, don't sweat it.
That poor boy can wait.

Now let me show you a
little somethin' somethin'.

Thank you, Lafayette.

- Thank you so much.
- Okay.

Okay, now the deal
with the Fryolater is

you wanna make sure all the wet
is off of the potato product

so that shit don't come
bubblin' back up on ya.

Then you just drop it
in the basket.

And then just dip
the shit.

Like this?

Well, I likes to put my whole
body up in it, you know.

So I like to just do
a little dip like that.

Yeah.

Just a... like that.

Or you can
sexy the dip.

Or you can
cha-cha the dip.

There you go, there
you go, there you go.

White room's
the next silo over.

Stop!

Just shut up!

I know that scream.

- Shut up!
- Hold this.

Hello, Ginger.

Well...

if it isn't my knight
in shining armor.

I would sit
on that swing

for hours on end,
not swinging at all

because I was too stubborn
to let anyone teach me how.

I remember my mama saying I was
the same way with tying my shoes.

Anyhow, when Cousin Terry
came out of the house,

he sat down
on the swing next to me...

and somehow he made
my not knowing how

not feel like
such a shameful thing.

And within 15 minutes,

he had me swingin'
higher and faster

than any of my friends
at school.

That's my Terry story.

Thank you, Portia.

Would anyone else
like to say a few words

before I invite up
Mrs. Bellefleur?

Anybody?

Mrs. Bellefleur?

I can't go yet.

I can't do this.

I'm not ready.

I'm not ready
to say good-bye.

I've got something
I'd like to say.

Oh.

Were you listening in on me?

Hi, um...

I'm not real comfortable
talking in front of people,

but I loved Terry

and I love Arlene, so...

We're a small community
here in Bon Temps,

so I know pretty much
every one of you

has figured out by now
that I'm a little different,

but only
a small handful of you

know what
that difference is.

I'm...

I'm a telepath,

so I got a slightly
different insight

into that same night that
Lafayette was talking about.

Terry's first shift.

I knew Terry a little

on account of the Bellefleurs
and the Stackhouses go way back.

But when I heard he was
coming to work at Merlotte's,

I was pretty curious myself.

And, Arlene, I never
told you this back then,

but when me and you
and Terry

were together
at the pass-through

with that one waitress
whose name we refused to learn

'cause we couldn't believe
that Sam had hired her...

well, I was...

listening in on Terry's
thoughts that night.

Hey, newbie, what's up
with my chicken strips?

My tips are
for shit tonight.

Arlene, don't stress out
the Marine.

Look, his name
ain't Newbie

and it ain't Marine,
it's Terry,

and y'all should
cut him some slack.

Terry the Marine.

Mm, I like
the sound of that.

What do you say
when we get off work,

why don't you let me
buy you a drink,

Terry the Marine,

so I can thank you
for your service?

Flirt, flirt, flirt.

Lafayette, this one
flirts more than you do,

and that's
saying something.

I wasn't flirting
with him.

Do you feel like I was flirting
with you, Terry the Marine?

Terry, you ought
to look out for this one.

She will chew you up
and spit you out.

There's your
chicken strips, Red.

Thank you.

Prettiest woman I ever saw.

It'll make me
write music again.

You make coming out of
the woods not so scary.

What's her name?

What?

Um, Arlene.

Her name's Arlene.

He loved you...

since the second
you walked into his life.

And not too many people
can ever say

that they were loved
like that.

But you can, Arlene.

And I just...

You deserve to know it.

Thank you.

Doesn't look like
Jason's gonna show

and I thought you might
need a shoulder to cry on.

What are you,
a telepath?

- Where is he?
- I'm sure he's fine.

Northman!

Right now, Eric has
more of Warlow's blood

coursing through his veins
than Warlow does.

If you want his blood,
take it from Eric

and leave us
the fuck alone.

Fuck Northman.

There is a white room where my
friends are gonna meet the sun.

You are gonna
take me there.

"Yea, though I walk
through the valley

of the shadow of death,

I will fear no evil,

for Thou art with me.

Thy rod and Thy staff,
they comfort me."

"Thou annointest
my head with oil."

"My cup runneth over."

"Surely goodness..."

"and mercy shall follow me

all the days of my life,

and I will dwell

in the house
of the Lord forever."

Scooch. It's my turn.

Hey, come on.
Let me in.

Please?

Please, y'all.
I barely got a taste.

Fucking gross.

Let me in.
Let me in.

Save some blood for me.

Ah! Ah!

Please, y'all.

I don't wanna die.

Why?
What did I do?

Every time I've lost
someone I've loved,

- you've been there.
- Ah!

Northman, let him
have my blood.

No.

He's a fucking turncoat.

Whoo, whoo.

Please!

Die, fuckers!

Please.

I was weak,

but I won't be
in the future.

You have no future.

No! Ah!

No! No!

I love you...

Jason Stackhouse!

Ah!

I saved the therapist
for you.

You take
such good care of me.

Mmm.

It was at about,
I don't know,

3:00 or 4:00
in the morning,

and Terry and me,

we used to always say
that the reason we worked

was on account of we always
took turns freaking out.

One day, it was his turn
to be strong,

the next day,
it was mine.

Well, let's just say that the
night that Mikey was born

was not my turn
to be strong.

I just didn't know
how we were gonna pull it off.

You know, what with two kids
already so much older,

and we were living in that small
apartment and everything.

And Terry, he just...

He was my rock.

He hates me.

He does not
hate you, Arlene.

Well, then he hates my milk
or he hates my nipples

or he hates
something about me.

Honey, you haven't slept.

That's all this is.

Once you have slept,
you're gonna realize it.

Do you think
maybe he heard me?

You know, in utero,

he heard what I said about
how he was gonna be evil?

Babies aren't
like us, Arlene.

They only hear
the good stuff.

They filter out the bad
'cause they know they're loved

and that's enough
for them.

You think?

I don't think it.

I know it.

Let's clear
your mind of it.

- But I said...
- Arlene, clear it.

Now, I want you
to take a deep...

cleansing breath.

You feeling better?

A little bit.

Good.
That's good.

Let's do another one.

How you doing now?

I'm...

I'm okay, yeah.

Okay, now,
very calmly...

try to get him
to feed again.

Okay.

There we go.

There you go.

He did it.

Of course he did.

Oh.

Terry,
look at him.

I wanna tell
you something, Arlene.

I love this family.

I love it so much.

We love you, too.

Oh, thank you...

whoever you are
with the gift of light.

I never thought
I'd see the day.

♪ The hills are alive ♪

♪ With the sound
of music... ♪

I'm coming for you, sun!

Have we killed everyone
who needs to be killed?

All except one.

Don't leave me alone.

Come on.

Shh.

Sarah, you ain't
gonna get away!

Too fucking slow
and too fucking evil!

Ah!

I just want to say thank you
to everybody who spoke today.

With your words,
you honor this man

who honored
this great country of ours.

And now the US Marines
are here to offer

- a final tribute.
- Excuse me.

Big John got something
he wants to say.

Oh, change of plans.

Before we go
to the Marines,

we're gonna hear
from Big John Dixon.

- Thank you.
- There are a lot more Negroes here

- than I thought there would be.
- Shh!

Who's Big John Dixon?

He worked with Terry.
Now, quiet!

I'm just saying
he's not in the program.

- Shh!
- Shh!

Would you please
shut up?

I loved
Terry Bellefleur a lot.

And I'm not that good
with words,

so I'm gonna sing
a song for him.

Mm, sing it,
Big John.

It's something my
grandma used to sing to me

when I was little.

It's called
"Life Matters."

♪ Far away
in another life ♪

♪ I walked my land ♪

♪ Proud and free ♪

♪ Far away
from my other life... ♪

Jason.

Please, this is God's work
I am doing,

and if you kill me,
He will punish you.

How dare you
speak for God.

♪ Far away home ♪

- ♪ Far away in those distant lands... ♪
- You're not a killer, Jason.

Don't do this.

Oh, it's not me
doing it, honey pie.

- It's Jesus.
- It is nói Jesus.

And why not?

If you can
talk to God,

then why can't I
talk to Jesus?

♪ There the hunt
leaves no blood on my hands ♪

♪ There I would roam ♪

♪ My faraway home.. ♪

Oh, God.

See, Jesus says to me
you deserve to die.

He says to go
fuck yourself

for daring to speak
to his father.

- Oh, God.
- Oh.

What's that, Big J?

Uh-huh, yeah,
I'll tell her.

He says to tell you

you're an average
fucking lay.

Oh, God.

What will become
of your soul, Jason?

- ♪ But they don't know the pain in me... ♪
- I don't know.

But at least I got one.

♪ 'Cause they can't know
what I can see... ♪

♪ I'm surrounded
by a misery ♪

♪ I'd like to be...♪

I don't want any more
blood on my hands.

Not even yours.

Get the fuck
out of here.

Oh, God, Jason.
You're doing the right thing.

Don't make me
change my mind!

♪ I'd like to be ♪

♪ Far away home. ♪

Yes, sir.
Amen.

Amen.

I really don't see
what was the point of that.

Hey.

- Oh, thank you, Big John.
- You're welcome.

That was the shit.

- Tru Blood!
- Yeah!

Yeah, fuck this shit!

Come.

Your time on Earth
is over.

I'm not going anywhere.

Jessica.

Jessica.

Jessica.

- Where are you going?
- We left Bill behind.

No!

No! No!

No!

Eric, no!

Come.

Leave me alone.

I did what she wanted
me to do.

Who's he talking to?

I don't know.

I can barely feel
his pull anymore.

Bill! Bill!

Come on.

Bill?

Stay away from me.

Me?

You should
go to him.

It's me, Bill.

I'm here.
It's okay.

They're coming for me.

Lilith sent them.

They're getting closer.

Now what do I do?

Feed him.

Vampire blood
doesn't heal vampires.

It just did.

Whatever's in his blood,
it saved us.

Maybe we can give
some back to him.

Help him, please.

Drink.

Drink!

Please, Bill.
Come on.

Detail,
atten-huh.

Right face.

Forward march.

Detail, halt.

Ready, face.

Arms, huh!

Ready, aim, fire!

Aim, fire!

Aim, fire!

Flag.

Present, huh!

Honor, huh!

Cut.

On behalf of the President
of the United States,

the United States
Marine Corps,

and a grateful nation,

please accept this flag
as a symbol of our appreciation

for your loved one's
honorable and faithful service.

Thank you.

Didn't love the gunfire,

but how come
it doesn't feel

like the lie
I thought it would?

Not nearly as empty
and meaningless as I feared.

I actually think Terry
would've been okay with this.

Good.

What?

I'll tell you later.

Oh!

Thank you, mister.

- Yeah!
- Come on, y'all.

Let's take this party
back to our place. Whoo!

And I'll feed y'all!

Mm, darling.

You feed only me.

No.

Don't you dare
leave me.

[ ♪ Why Did You Leave Me Now ♪
by Liz Rodrigues ]

♪ Where did the time go ♪

♪ When we were young? ♪

♪ Laughing, dancing,
soaking up the sun ♪

♪ Never thinking
what was to come ♪

♪ It never crossed
our minds ♪

♪ Oh, we were
so much in love ♪

♪ We never thought
of things to come ♪

♪ Why did you
leave me now ♪

♪ Just when they said
you're fine? ♪

♪ Why did you
leave me now ♪

♪ Just when they said
you're fine? ♪

♪ Why did you
leave me now? ♪

♪ Why did you die? ♪

♪ Why... ♪