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This is the first
quiet I've had all night.

Well, hi there.
You must be Sookie.

I had to create a vampire for
the one I destroyed to save you.

What the--?

Have you ever, with Maryann?

Oh, you must be high.

We are forming an elite army

called the Soldiers of the Sun.

And Jason, we need you.
Amen.

I'm here because of the V,
right?

Any buyers in the Dallas area?
Yes.

And if you think you can get
back at me by luring Tara--

- Get back at you?
- This is my bar,

there are my people,
this is my town!

I wanna thank you for
saving Sookie's life.

There's a way she can repay me.

The sheriff of Area 9
in Texas has gone missing,

which is where Sookie comes in.

I'll infiltrate
the Fellowship of the Sun.

Gabe!
Get off, no! Let go!

- Let her go!
- Newlin!

Enough!

Go home. It's over now.

Two thousand years is enough.

It's insanity.

Our existence is insanity.

What the hell's
happening on my turf?

She says God is coming.

Everybody's waiting so
they so they can catch Sam.

Tara, let Sookie in.

It's all coming from Maryann.
What is she?

And more importantly,
how do we kill her?

What are you?

I need to know
how to kill a maenad.

She believes if she finds
the perfect vessel,

sacrifices
and devours part of him,

her mad god will appear.

My Lord.

You stay away from Sookie

or I will tell the queen

that you are forcing humans
to sell vampire blood.

He does not know
that you are supplying it.

He better not.

I will take care
of Bill Compton.

Please, Sookie.
I need your help.

You have to let me in.

I murdered innocent people.
Put the knife down?

What's the matter with--

Get the hell out of here.
Go on.

No!

Mrs Merlotte,

I wanna find the people
you adopted me from.

You don't wanna know them. They're bad people.
Jessica!

Will you do me the honor
of becoming my wife?

I need a minute
to clean myself up.

Yes, Bill Compton,
I will marry you...

Bill?

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Bill!

Bill!

Bill!

Madame.

My boyfriend, he's gone.
Someone took him.

A kidnapping?

Did you see anyone or anything?

Hoyt.

Sookie Stackhouse.

That that hot little number
you was with

at that frog restaurant?

Oh, if she was hot,
how come you didn't nab her too?

Not telling you anything.

So that's a yes.

Sayonara, Sookie.

No!

Who the hell are you?

How about you just call us
the Fuck You Crew.

♪ 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 wanna do bad things
With you ♪

♪ I'm the kind to sit up
In his room ♪

♪ Heartsick and eyes
Filled up with blue ♪

♪ I don't know
What you've done to me ♪

♪ But I know
This much is true ♪

♪ I wanna do bad things
With you ♪

♪ Ow! ♪

♪ I wanna do real bad things
With you ♪

So he proposes to you,
and you said what again?

That I needed a nute to.

Mm-hm.

Aren't you gonna stop her

from trampling all over
the crime scene?

Why aren't you taking this
seriously, Kenya?

My boyfriend's been kidnapped.

It is Deputy Jones.

And I'd appreciate you
addressing me as such.

Now, how long were you
in the bathroom?

No more than a minute or two.

Was it one minute or two?

What difference does it make

when every second you spend
questioning me,

these bastards are getting
further away?

What if there were no bastards?

What if, while you were in the
bathroom for a minute or two,

your vampire friend realized

he didn't want to be humiliated
anymore and took off?

How do you explain the
turned-over tables inside?

Because to me, that looks like
evidence of a struggle.

To me, it looks like a man
lost his temper.

With good reason.

Come on.

Just file a missing persons
report for me.

Please?

Forty-eight hours,
that's the rule.

You want a lift back to town
or not?

Merci beaucoup.

Merci beaucoup
for nothing.

Because then-- Then
I just walked outside and--

Oh, I ran outside,
and then he was laying there.

And I heard Tara coming up
behind me,

and I didn't want her
to see that.

I turned around
and tried to stop her,

but she busted on through.

And she threw herself on him,
and it was just so sad.

Hey, coz.

I know what
you're going through.

That first kill,

it's got a way of making you
feel like that's all you are.

But you've got to know

that you are still a man

that is capable of goodness

and of heartbreak
and generosity of spirit.

And if you can cling to that

with everything you got,

you gonna be all right.

I promise.

Thank you...

...for that.

I love you, coz.

I love you too.

From now on, let's tell
each other that more.

All right, Andy.

Ready for your statement now.

I hope I was helpful,
Sheriff Dearborne,

because last time we did this,
after Rene, I know I wasn't.

But I have the utmost respect
for y'all,

because without
law enforcement,

we would be nowhere
as a society.

What the fuck, Arlene?

This ain't a goddamn
beauty pageant.

Oh, shit.

The only man I ever loved

was just zipped up in a bag,

and you don't even
have the decency

to pretend you give a fuck.

I give a fuck.

Tara.
But I don't know what I expect.

Trash is as trash does.

I'm sorry you fell in love
with a serial killer, all right?

But honestly, who here hasn't?

Bitch, Eggs wasn't no killer!
He confessed.

Miss Thornton, please.

This is a murder investigation,
not a free-for-all.

I don't care
what he confessed to.

He ain't responsible for it!
Oh, why? Because of society?

Because of slavery?
Um, sweetheart, take--

You redneck!
I'm gonna take Tara to Sookie's.

Bud, if you want to talk to her,
you can meet us over there.

And we're gonna steal
this tequila over here,

but I doubt that'd surprise
any of y'all.

Come on. Hey, come on.

Stupid-ass racist
dyed haired bitch.

I hate when they
make everything about race.

Come on.

Come on. No, you stay with me,
okay?

Come on.

Hospi...

Pital.

No, I'm sorry. I can't take you
to the hospital.

Just wait here.
Come on.

You're a fucking whore.

I know.

I know I am.

Fuck.

Bill?

Hey, there.

Is Bill here?

No, it's just me hanging out.

Are you all right?
Yeah, totally.

Uh, I mean, I'm--

Things are so fucked up
with Hoyt,

so I've been crying and all,
but I'm fine.

Bill's been kidnapped.

What?

I thought y'all were just going
to dinner.

We were,
but he proposed and--

Oh, my God. Wait, Sookie.

I-- I didn't say yes.

You rejected him?

It's not like that.

Just-- If he does come home
for any reason,

call me and let me know,
even if he commands you not to.

Oh, you know I can't do that.

I don't care. Just do it.

Shit.

Fuck. Shit.

Fuck. Shit.

Hey, whatever-your-name-is,
wake up, okay?

Hey.

Oh, no, no, no, no.

Come on.

Hey, hey, hey.

Oh, my God.

Maybe this'll work.

I can't tell whether

my skin is burning up
or if it's freezing,

but it feels so fucking good.

Pull over, Jimmy.

I gotta get me a drag
off of this fuck.

Nope, we ain't stopping.

I'm dying over here.

Spit some in his mouth.

What?
That's gay.

And playing
with your own titties

in a car full of dudes ain't?

It's the only way
you're getting any V.

Come on. Come on.

Can't fucking believe
I'm doing this.

You're the one in charge,
is that correct?

Oh, shit.

I got vamper juice all over
my good touring gloves.

If you have any kind of orders
to keep me alive,

you are about to fail.

At the rate
that you're draining me,

I will die.

Hey.

Oh, fuck!

Andy, where the hell'd
you come from?

I didn't want anybody to see me,
so I parked around back.

Came in through your window.

What the hell's going on here?

Hey, how's Tara?

She's a fucking mess,
that's how she is.

Jesus fucking Christ.

Don't you freak t on me.

I killed a man.

No, Stackhouse, I killed him.

That's what I just told Bud,

and that what both of us
have to stick to

because there's holes
in our story.

Big gaping ones.
Like?

If he was really all
up in my face with a knife,

then how come the gun
that killed him was fired

from over 20 feet away?

Well, shit, man.

Why'd you tell him a story
with holes in it?

We gotta go and tell him
the truth.

You tell anybody anything,

we are both gonna spend the rest
of our lives in jail.

I don't want to go to jail.

Then I need to see
a lot less conscience

and a lot more cojones,
and I need to see them pronto.

All right.

Now listen.

Bud Dearborne's a good man,
he's a good cop,

but he is tired and he is old
and he don't see the holes

like he used to.

We are gonna get through this

so long as we both act like
everything's perfectly normal.

I ain't even sure
what normal is anymore.

Well, for you, normal's going
out and getting tail,

so I suggest you start there.
No, that's the old Jason.

I wanna be new Jason.

Well, when this thing
blows over,

you can go out and not get laid
all you want to, but for now,

you gotta be the Jason
Stackhouse everybody knows.

So conscience off, dick on,

and everything's gonna be
all right.

Fine.

Say it with me.

Conscience off.

Conscience off.

Dick what?
Dick on.

And everything's--
Gonna be all right.

All right, then.

That's more like it.

I wasn't here tonight,
Stackhouse.

Now, I don't remember
telling you

lavender was my favorite color.

I'm in no mood for lesbian
weirdness tonight, Pam.

Where's Bill?

I have no idea.

Then where's Eric?

He's, um, indisposed
at the moment.

Indisposed doing what?

Sookie, stop. Don't. Come back.

I know he's in here.
Bill!

Holy S.

Sookie.

See anything you like?

I do.

I take it Sookie
couldn't be stopped.

What can I say?

She overpowered me.

Off you go, Pam.

Fine.

Sookie, meet my new dancer,
Yvetta, from Estonia.

Yvetta, meet Sookie, from here.

Hi.

So, what brings you to Fangtasia
on this balmy summer night?

Bill's been kidnapped,
and I think you did it.

I didn't.

Any other theories?

I'm still on this one,
thank you very much.

Where were you tonight
around 11:00?

Here, with Yvetta.

Doing this?

For the last six hours?

You seem surprised.

Is Bill's stamina
not up to snuff?

Tell me where I can find Lena.

If you don't have him,
she does.

Solid theory,

but given the tenor of your last
run-in with Miss Krasiki,

I think it's better
if I dealt with her instead.

How do I know you will?

Because if Bill was, in fact,
kidnapped, by human or vampire,

I am duty-bound as sheriff
of the area in which he resides

to find him.

Even if I do want what is his.

Then do it.

By the way, you owe me $10,000.

Woo-hoo-hoo!

Woo-hoo!

Run, dummy!

I feel so strong!

Stop it or you're gonna
get yourself killed.

Jessica.

You feeling all floaty yet?

Kind of.

Good.

Tequila and Klonopin,
baby girl.

A steady diet of that,

and it'll keep them thoughts
away till you is more equipped

to deal with them.

Tara?

It's E-Eggs.

Come here.

What happened?

They shot him.

What? Who?

Andy Bellefleur.

Said Eggs came at him
with a knife

confessing to killing them women
and cutting out their hearts.

The fuck he know any of that?

Oh, my God.

Tara, he came to me
earlier today,

said he needed help remembering

what Maryann made him do.

So--

So I helped him.

You fucking did not.
I'm sorry.

Oh, you're sorry.

You signed his death warrant
and that's all you got?

Fuck you!

Get off her! Get off her!

Stop it, Tara!

Is you crazy?

We're in the same boat!
Bill's gone too!

What the fuck is wrong
with you? That's Sookie.

She's your best friend
in this whole fucking world.

He didn't need to know!
Get out!

I was just fucking leaving.

Sorry, Sook.

- You remember our conversation?
- Yes.

I asked you to do one thing
for me.

Bring me Bill Compton.

And you said, "Done."

So why wasn't it done,
Mr. Rubin?

I already told you, sheriff.

By the time we got
to the restaurant,

he was gone and there was
a cop car and there was--

You failed me.

How could you fail me?!

Eric.

Find him, Mr. Rubin,

or tomorrow's sunset
will be your last.

Eric.

But sun-up's in a couple
of minutes.

Well, then I recommend
you find a day walker

you can trust to find him
for you.

What?

You're losing it.

How is that helpful, Pam?

You need to call the queen.

The queen is the last person
I need finding out.

You're not the only one whose
fate hangs in the balance here.

And what do you think
the queen will do

if I tell her I've lost the one
vampire who could link her

to the dealing
of vampire blood?

And that I have no idea
where he is?

And what do you think she'll do

if she finds out
from someone else?

Call the queen.

There are times when I seek
your counsel, Pam.

Now is not one of those times.

Fine. I'm going
to ground, then.

Yeah?

Bill Compton. I need your help.

How'd you find me
all the way up here in Arkansas?

You've had my blood, remember?

Quite a bit of it.

Right.

Oh, come on in.

Thank you.

May I use your shower?

Of course.

There's, uh, plenty
of towels in the bathroom.

If you could spare a shirt,
I'd be much obliged.

I-- I really didn't
pack anything.

It's kind of an impromptu
road trip I'm on.

But you could-- You could have
the shirt off my back

if you want it.

I'll take what I can get.

Right.

Nice.

Well, thank you.

I'll take that shower now.

Mm-hm.

Unless you'd care to join me.

Yeah.

I think I would.

Good.

We're gonna have a nice time.

I hear the water in Arkansas
is very hard.

Come.

Don't answer that.

Okay.

Hello?

Am I speaking
with Sam Merlotte?

You can just call me Sam.

This is Audrey Bishop with the
Magnolia Chamber of Commerce.

I hope I didn't wake you.

I'm really glad you did,
Audrey.

Regarding you inquiry into
Melinda and Joe Lee Mickens,

unfortunately, our records show
no current address on them.

But I can tell you
they were evicted

from their last residence
over three years ago.

Evicted, huh?

So you reckon
they've moved on, then?

I didn't say that.

I'm not supposed to give out
this kind of information,

but, you know, their boy?

Well, wait, wait.

Wait a minute, they have a son?

Uh-huh. He works over
at Cornejo Tires

right off the 79.
Name's Tommy.

A couple weeks ago,

I bought a set of new radials
from him.

Turns out they were used,
as in bald as a baby's behind.

Uh, thank you so much, Audrey.

Remind me never to mess with the
Magnolia Chamber of Commerce.

My plea--

If I know my mama,

she's probably out there

telling all her friends
that she did me a favor

by lying to me
for all these years.

I just feel betrayed.

I don't know, Bubba.

I think I'm with Big Maxine
on this one.

Hey, take that back or I'm gonna
stick a branch up your butt,

prickly end first.

Weren't you happier before?

When your daddy was
still shot by a robber

instead of by hisself?
Oh, not really,

because before
I belonged to her 24/7, 365.

But now it--
It's like they say,

the truth has set me free.

That sounds like the same
religious dog muck

Steve Newlin was trying
to sell me on.

I'm starting to think the truth,
it's poison.

Aw, you don't really
believe that.

Yes, I do.

Look, man,
people are always trying

to fuck up other people's lives
by telling lies about them.

You want to really
fuck somebody's life up?

Tell the truth about them.

They ain't never
gonna be the same.

Yo.

Well,

somebody must have told
the truth about me, then.

My whole life's gone
from happy to hell

inside just a couple days.

I got no girlfriend,

I got no roof over my head,
unless you count my car,

which is where I slept
last night.

Yeah, I've been there.

Good to know I got friends,
though.

Friends are good.

Because I need a place to stay.

I reckon you do.

Jason, can I crash at your place
for a little while or not?

Of course, man.

That's kind of a nasty way
to ask.

How is she?

Sleeping finally.

So keep it down.
I don't wanna wake her up.

Thank you for calling me.

This ain't about you and me

building a bridge into our
future together, all right?

You shot a gun at me.

But you know what?
I don't even have the time.

I got two jobs,
both of which I need,

one of which I already
didn't even show up for today.

And Tara been asking for you
nonstop, so--

She has?
Like a moth to flame.

Poor thing just want her mama.

That's because she knows
in times of trouble,

a mama's the only person
her baby can turn to.

Mm.
Thank you, God,

for this opportunity
to heal my baby.

Yo, please.
None of that.

Do everybody a solid
and instead of looking up

you need to keep your eyes
on your fucking daughter,

because she ain't right
to be alone.

I promise.

Good.

I'll be back around midnight.

Lafayette.
I'm late.

I'm sorry about shooting
your gun at you.

Bitch, you-me bridge,

it ain't gonna never
motherfucking happen.

I take it you heard what
happened last night with Bill.

Kenya told me.

She also told me you got a hint
out of line with her.

If anyone was out of line,
it was her.

The man I'd be engaged to
right now

if I'd gotten a chance
to say yes

was kidnapped last night,

and Kenya wouldn't even file
a missing persons report.

Well, how the hell could she,
Sookie,

when the person that's missing

ain't even a real person?

Okay, tell me you did not
just say that,

because if you did,
I might have to forget

that I was brought up
to respect my elders.

We are all supposed to respect
our elders,

and since Bill Compton's got
about a hundred years on you,

I think he deserves at least
a hint of your respect.

There's a-- A woman.
A vampire, actually.

Her name's Lorena Krasiki,

and I think she's the one
who took him.

I need you to help me find her.

You have to understand, Sookie.

I got dead bodies
piling up on me.

Dead human bodies.

So I can't be spending this
department's limited resources

following up on hunches
about vampire nappings.

See, I don't think I should
have to understand that.

Because I love Bill just like
you love your wife

and your children
and your grandbabies.

So to my mind, that makes hi
worth following up on.

Excuse me.

Yeah?

You Tommy?

Congrats, bro.
You can read.

Tommy Mickens?

No, sir.

Family name's Harmon.

So, uh,

you're not Melinda
and Joe Lee's boy, then?

Because somebody told me
he's working here.

Oh, the Tommy you're looking
for, Tommy Mickens,

uh, he quit about six,
seven months ago.

Said he was leaving town.
Didn't say where to.

Ah.

A real piece of shit
if you ask me.

Hm.

Yeah, well, from what
I'm hearing,

pretty much
all the Mickens are.

Can't speak to that.

He's the only one I ever met.

So sorry I couldn't
be more help.

Oh. Well, thanks anyway.

You got some nice tires.

Maybe I'll uh, come back
and get me some

on my way back out of town.

Give you good deal if you do.

I'll think about it.

Name's Sam, by the way.

Sam Merlotte.

God works in mysterious ways,
Tara Mae.

Mm-hm.

Keep talking to her,
Reverend Daniels.

I think it's helping.

And this devil woman
came to you.

She introduced you to a man,

and together, they tried to pull
you down into the pits of hell.

But all of it was part
of God's plan

to lead you back to your mama.

Mm-hm.

And I'm so glad you're back.

Ain't nobody ever gonna
get to you again, baby girl.

It's just you and me now.

Fuck.

Didn't fucking work.

Oh, it stinks.

Bill.

Did you get my flowers?

Hoyt?

I hope I didn't wake you.
I just--

I miss you.

I miss you too.

You do?

Well, that's great.

So when I can I see you again?

But--
I got a haircut you'll like.

This is just a really bad time.

I actually think
I look kind of badass.

Jessica? Uh--

Your Highness.

Magister.

Mr. Northman.

I haven't seen you
since the Bill Compton trial.

Yes, it's been, uh, too long.

May I ask what brings you
to Fangtasia?

We need to talk.

You should probably close up.

We can just use my office.

It's bugged.

How do you know this?
Because I'm the one

who bugged it.

It's how I know
I can trust you.

All right, everyone out now!

Except she can stay.

No. No humans.

I need both of you
at full attention.

Trouble abounds
in your fair state.

Tell me.

It would seem
your idyllic little home

is competing to become
the V capital of the world.

Can you believe it?

I am so embarrassed.

Naturally, I told the Magister

that you were the only vampire
in my kingdom

that could be trusted
with this.

Anything I can do
to be of service.

Our blood is sacred.

Wasting it on anything
other than procreation

is blasphemy.

Madness.
Desecration.

Have you noticed an uptick in
users in your neck of the woods?

Maybe even here in your club?

I haven't, no.

See, that's surprising to me,

as every other sheriff
to whom I've spoken has.

The amounts are so great,
in fact,

we can only assume
a vampire is responsible.

An act of self-loathing
so shameful

that whoever is responsible
should fall on his own stake.

Respectfully, Magister,

I'm not sure
I follow your logic.

If your average run-of-the-mill
drainers were behind this,

it would stand to reason
said drainers would need

vampires to drain,

which means there
would be missing vampires

and plenty of them.

How many vampires have gone
missing in your area?

None, Magister.

So now do you follow my logic?

I do.

And I will look
into the matter.

Good.

And I will expect results.

You will have them.

Hey, Lafayette.

There something different
about the chili tonight?

Actually, yeah.
It was tasting kind of flat,

so I put a pinch of cinnamon
in it.

Cinnamon?

Yeah, how the hell
you smell that?

I put a half a teaspoon
in the whole pot.

Shit.

I'm pregnant again.

Hey, you forgot your rings.

Fuck my rings.

Hoyt, where you been, Bubba?

Been crying.

Dude, shut up. I want you
to meet our new friends.

This here is Missy and Jen.

Hi.

Recent graduates
of New York University,

currently driving across
the South out to California

where they're gonna start up in
veterinary school in the fall.

Ladies, this here
is Hoyt Fortenberry.

He just moved out
of his mother's house.

I like you.
You're like a big puppy.

Oh, my God, you're so right.

Well, uh--
Sit down, pup.

Pour yourself a beer.

Uh, you know what, Jason?
I'm not really gonna stay--

Sit down, pup.

So veterinary school?
Yeah.

With an emphasis
in canine psychology.

Like shrinks for dogs?

Mm.
Hey, don't knock it.

Yeah, don't.
Don't knock it.

The thing is,
is dogs' feelings

and people's feelings aren't
really all that different,

except theirs are harder
to figure out.

Because dogs can't talk.

Hm.

Exactly.

See, if Hoyt he
really were a dog,

he wouldn't be able to tell us
why he's so sad right now.

Well, actually, it's because
my girlfriend and I--

Mm, mm. Aw.

What kind of dog
would you say I am?

Well, you're no puppy,
that's for sure.

You got that right, Missy.

I'm Jen.

That's Missy.

Yeah, I know.

I was looking at you,
but talking to her.

Something we do
here in the South,

but if you don't wanna learn
about our culture, I'm--

I'm happy to do it your way.

You're a Lab.

Correct. I am a Lab.

But now for the hardest part.

What am I thinking about
right now?

You know, in my brain.

Hm.

I bet you're wondering if you're
gonna be able to get us

back to your place tonight,
and if so,

how out of control
are things gonna get?

You girls are gonna
make great vets.

What do you think?

What the hell? I'm in.
Let's go.

Sweet.
We'll follow you there.

Okay.

Yo, J.

You know, I ain't all
that comfortable with this.

What? Hoyt, if you and me
are gonna be roommates,

there's a certain amount
of pussy overflow

you just have to get used
to dealing with.

Come on.

Attaboy, Stackhouse.

When we do find
the vampire who's responsible,

how will you punish him?

Or her.

And will it be in public?

Of course,
one who is proven guilty

of such a crime
must be made an example of.

This kind of moral anarchy
cannot be allowed.

Agreed.

To a speedy resolution.

The speedier, the better.
Magister.

Is it just me,
or is he really dull?

Your Highness.

I mean, isn't moral anarchy
kind of the point?

I can't think of anything
more depressing

than living by the law forever.

Your Highness.
Yes?

Forgive me, but I don't feel
the same sense of relief you do.

You don't think he believed us?

Not entirely, no.

Then I suggest you sell
everything you have

as soon as possible.
Excuse me?

The pigs at the IRS
are breathing down my neck,

and I need money now.

Sell the blood at half price
if you have to.

I don't care what it takes.
Just move the product

and then cover our tracks.

All due respect, Your Highness.

I fear you're not considering
all the angles.

All due respect,
Mr. Northman,

I'm due a lot more respect
than that.

And I'm sorry to compromise
your manhood like this,

but hell hath no fury
like a vampire queen broke.

Move the blood.

There's something
I couldn't tell you

in front of the Magister.

Bill Compton has gone missing.

Kidnapped, perhaps.

I don't care.

Move the blood.

He is the one vampire that knows
about our arrangement.

My side of it, at least.

Then I don't understand why
we're even talking about him.

Let him rot.

I'll show myself out.

Thanks, Isabel.

Anything you can find out
is more than I got.

All right, talk to you soon.

May I?

Come on in.

Now, why'd you have to go
and kill that maenad?

She's a terrific decorator.

Any news about Bill?

No, but just making
my nightly rounds,

and Eric wanted me
to give you this.

This is too much.
It's only supposed to be 10.

We know. Eric wanted
to give you a bonus

for going above and beyond.

Well, tell him thanks, I guess.

I'll say you sounded
more appreciative than that.

What was that?

It was Eric calling me.

I should probably check in.

He can call you?

Jessica.

There you are.

So, um, you remember how

we talked about doing something
after work tonight?

Are we still on or...?

I don't know, Terry.

I have to focus on my kids.

Peculiar.

A half-off sale on V.

Even though part of the allure
of this shit

is how expensive
and exotic it is.

Well, then sell it
for twice the price.

We don't care.

Just so long as it's all gone

by the time we wake up
tomorrow evening.

Tomorrow?
Is there a problem?

No, hooker.

Look, I can't sell all this shit
by tomorrow.

I got a cousin in trouble.
She needs--

I don't know what it is
about me that makes people think

I want to hear their problems.

Maybe I smile too much.

Maybe I wear too much pink.

But please remember,

I can rip your throat out
if I need to.

And also know
that I am not a hooker.

That was a long time,
long time ago.

All right.

Yeah?

You picking up
what I'm putting down?

I is.
Good.

I'll be back tomorrow
to pick up the money.

You know, you might wanna start

letting me know when
you're gonna be swinging by.

It'd be considered polite.
Has Bill called you?

No. And I told you I would
tell you if he did.

Not that kind of call.

I was just with Pam
and she got all shivery,

and then she told me that Eric
had just called her

and she had to go.

She was shivering?

You ever felt anything
like that?

Last night.

It came over me like a wave,
and it made me feel sick too,

just like that time I drank
Kahlúa.

This isn't about
underaged drinking.

Bill is missing,
and without your help,

he might never come back.

Now, other than sick,
what else did you feel?

Um, I don't know. Maybe--

Maybe I felt a place.

What place? Where?
I don't know.

Come on.

But where are we going?

You gotta find that place.

And what the hell is that smell?

A possum died under the house.

Come on.

Stanley, is that you, my boy?

Ma'am, my name is Bill Compton,

and I am badly in need
of assistance.

You're not my son?

No, I'm sorry.

And you look hungry.

I am.

Well, come on in.

I'll fix you something.

May I trouble you
to use your phone?

I don't have one.

I had to choose between
my oxygen

and my phone,

and since no one
calls me anyhow,

I chose my oxygen.

So, what can I get you to eat?

I don't know if I can ever
thank you enough

for what you done today,
Reverend Daniels,

for my baby girl and for me.

You don't have to thank me,
Miss Thornton.

You're a part
of my congregation,

and my congregation
is like my family.

Still, can I--?

Mm.

Uh-- Um-- Uh,
like my family.

You're so funny.

I could conversate
with you forever.

Tara Mae, can you thank you
to the reverend

for coming to see you?

Thank you, Reverend Daniels.

Thank you, Tara,

for reminding me
of the healing power of God.

I'm gonna go take shower,
all right?

Of course, baby.
Wash it all away.

Lettie Mae.
Hm?

Do you think Tara could--?

- Mama.
- That you, boy?

- Yeah.
- Where you been?

Yeah.

Ooh, that's it.

Obviously, it's not.

This thing is softer
than when I started.

Yeah, I'm sorry.
It's just, uh--

That's-- I mean,

you're hot and all,
but this is so underwhelming.

Okay, let's just--

Let's just power through this.

Uh, how about I do you?

All right.
All right.

Ooh, yeah.

Hey.

Do you guys mind if I join you?

Hoyt's so hung up on his ex

he won't even watch me
play with myself.

Oh, it's all right with me

if it's all right with you.

Oh, my God. I can't believe
I'm doing this again.

Woo-hoo!

All right.

Ooh.

Mm.

Did he already--?
Uh, no.

Well, did you try--?

Yes.
Huh.

This is what
I've been dealing with

for the last half-hour.

Okay, how about
you two just, uh,

focus on each other
for a minute.

He's weird.

Whatever.

Whoa.

Okay, what's his problem?

It's-- It's not you.

It's just--

Every time I look at you,

I keep seeing these big old
bullet holes in your heads.

Oh, my--

We're out of here.

Y'all leaving?

It was real nice meeting y'all.

Who are you?

That doesn't matter.

What's your name?

Olivia.

That's a lovely name.

Now, listen, Olivia.

I was never here tonight.

You will have no memory of me
or what I've done to you.

What did you do to me?

Good girl.

Now, before I go,
can you tell me where I am?

In my house.

And what parish do you live in?

I live in Copiah County.
Mississippi?

Yes.

I want you to have this.

It's from Stanley.

He came to see you.

He did?

Yes.

He wanted you to have it

to show you how much
he appreciates everything

you have ever done for him.

He's a good boy, my Stanley.

I have to go now.

Goodbye, Olivia,

and thank you.

Where Tara?
In the shower.

Alone?

Reverend Daniels
came over to talk to her.

Said she's gonna be just fine.

Tara!

Damn it, Tara. Open up!

Open the door!

Tara!

We're getting close, I think.

I'm feeling nauseous,
just like I got last night

when Bill was--
Stop!

That's Bill's car!

I am a freak of fucking nature.

There's a body in here,
but it's not Bill.

Give me a hand!

Check him for a wallet or phone,

anything that might
tell us who this fucker is.

No wallet.

No phone.

Ew.

Okay, what is that?

Find it yet?

Um, I found something
that looks like it.

What's it say it is?

Well, it says
it's got something to do

with Operation Werewolf.

Werewolf?

I should warn you.

I've fed.

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