Épisode L'ange noir S02E07 - American Horror Story Saison 2

Résumé long de l'épisode 207 "Dark Cousin"

1964

Infirmerie de l’asile

Des sœurs s’occupent des patients. L’une d’entre elles va vérifier que Grace se porte bien. Elle a de la fièvre et une hémorragie suite à son opération. Grace voit l'Ange de la mort (Frances Conroy) s’approcher d’elle, mais les religieuses arrivent à la ramener à la vie. Elle ressuscite alors que l’Ange allait lui donner le "baiser de la mort". Grace aurait préféré que les sœurs la laissent partir.

Antre du Docteur Arden

Sœur Mary Eunice rend visite au Docteur Arden pour lui dire qu'il a raté la stérilisation de Grace. Le Docteur Arden est indigné, il affirme qu'il n'a pas effectué une telle procédure, mais Sœur Mary Eunice dit qu’elle ne le croit pas. Le Docteur lui aboie dessus en exigeant qu’elle lui parle avec respect et la gifle. Elle l’avertit que s’il la touche encore une fois, il moura. Mais le Docteur lève déjà la main pour la frapper à nouveau. Elle le projette alors contre le mur à travers la pièce par télékinésie.

Boulangerie

Miles (Tongayi Chirisa) tente de calmer les voix dans sa tête lui disant qu'il doit être un héros pour une fois, en criant sur elles mais cela ne fonctionne pas. Il demande à une sœur qui coupe de la viande s’il peut vérifier que la trancheuse fonctionne correctement. Il se dirige vers la machine, retrousse ses manches et met ses bras dans l’appareil.

Sœur Mary Eunice arrive sur les lieux du carnage avec Frank. Miles vivra.

Sœur Mary Eunice reconnaît un nom écrit sur le mur en araméen avec du sang. Miles ne sait pas pourquoi il a écrit ça, il n’est même pas capable de déchiffrer ce mot. La religieuse lui demande s’il l’a invoquée, puis ordonne que Miles soit recousu et mis en isolement.

Cellule de Miles

Miles est attaché à un lit sous le contrôle de Frank. Miles lui dit qu'il ne veut pas rester en vie plus longtemps.

Après l'extinction des feux, Miles cherche à atteindre ses points de suture pour les arracher. Il voit l'Ange de la mort au pied de son lit. Elle dit qu'il l'a convoquée et qu’elle peut l’aider si c’est ce qu’il veut. L'ange lui propose de l'embrasser et de tout faire disparaître. Il dit oui, et elle l'embrasse, ses ailes noires s’ouvrent derrière elle. Miles meurt.

Sœur Mary Eunice arrive. Elle dit à l’ange qu’elle a fait ce qu’elle avait à faire et qu’elle doit partir. L’ange reconnait un côté sombre en Sœur Mary Eunice, et lui dit qu'elle est comme elle, mais déchue. Elle perçoit aussi la part humaine de Sœur Mary Eunice qui a été prise en otage et l’on entend la jeune fille demander de l’aide jusqu’à ce que son hôte reprenne le contrôle.

Infirmerie

Le Docteur Arden regarde les résultats de Grace et l’examine. Elle souffre d’une infection due à son hystérectomie bâclée. Il ne veut pas être blâmé pour une opération qu’il n’a pas faite et lui assure qu’elle va vivre. Il lui fait une piqûre.

Maison du Dr Thredson

Dans le sous-sol de l'horreur, le Docteur Thredson viole Lana qui se tient immobile, incapable de lutter. Elle voit l'Ange de la mort au-dessus d'elle.

En prison

Kit tente d'expliquer à son avocat que sa confession n’en était pas une. Il lui demande de faire témoigner Grace qui a vu Alma en vie. Son avocat explique que Grace n’est pas un témoin fiable et qu’en plus elle ne se porte pas bien. Selon lui, son seul moyen d’éviter la chaise électrique est d’arriver à convaincre les gens qu’il est fou. Kit entrevoit une autre solution, l’évasion. Il ramasse une perforatrice sur le bureau de l’avocat et l’assomme avec.

Maison du Dr Thredson

Dans le sous-sol, Lana accueille l’Ange de la mort avec soulagement car elle ne veut plus avoir peur. Mais au dernier moment elle refuse le baiser, elle n’est pas encore prête.

Le Docteur Thredson descend. Il pense qu’il a commis une erreur en l’emmenant ici et qu'ils sont dans une impasse. Il a donc décidé de la tuer sans la faire souffrir. Lana se met à pleurer. Il prend une seringue et lui dit d'arrêter de combattre, qu’elle va retrouver Wendy.

Elle regarde la photo encadrée de Wendy sur la table de chevet lorsqu’il arrive sur elle. Elle saisit le cadre et le lui casse sur la tête. Dans leur lutte ils tombent du lit, elle parvient à prendre le dessus et plonge la seringue dans sa jambe. Elle enroule sa chaîne autour de son cou et l'étouffe, puis met la main sur les clés. Elle se libère, mais il n'est pas encore mort.

Il la rejoint quand elle arrive à l'escalier, elle lui donne un coup et parvient à s’échapper. Elle se retrouve à l'extérieur, dans un bois, de nuit. Elle arrête une voiture sur la route et monte dedans, puis demande au chauffeur (William Mapother) de repartir vite. Elle le remercie de lui avoir sauvé la vie. Il lui répond qu’elle ne lui a pas laissé le choix et lui demande si elle a eu une dispute avec son petit ami. Il suppose que c'était de sa faute et accélère. Lana prend peur, mais le chauffeur refuse de s’arrêter pour qu’elle puisse sortir de la voiture. Il lui explique qu’il a trouvé sa femme au lit avec un autre homme. Il sort une arme à feu. Lana voit l'Ange de la mort sur le siège arrière, mais elle n'est pas encore prête. L'homme met le canon de son arme dans sa bouche et appuie sur la gâchette. Lana ne peut pas empêcher l’accident de voiture.

Lana se réveille dans un lit avec une minerve. Sœur Mary Eunice l'accueille de nouveau à Briarcliff.

Chambre d'hôtel de Sam Goodman

Le chasseur de nazis git sur le sol de la salle de bain, la gorge tranchée, Sœur Jude se penche au-dessus de lui pour l’aider et l’écouter. Il lui dit que la responsable est l’une de ses religieuses. (Dans un flash-back, nous voyons Sœur Mary Eunice l'attaquer.) Sœur Jude essaye de joindre la police au téléphone tandis que l'Ange de la Mort prend Sam.

Sœur Jude remarque alors la bouteille d'alcool sur la table de chevet et un article de journal sur la petite fille qu’elle a renversée, scotché sur la télévision. On entend frapper à la porte.

1949

Dans une chambre en désordre

Judy (Sister Jude) est réveillée par un homme qui frappe à sa porte. Il est en colère, parce qu’elle a raté son concert la veille au soir. Il est venu lui dire qu'elle ne fait plus partie du groupe désormais parce qu’elle n’est pas fiable. Elle essaie de le faire changer d'avis en lui faisant des avances, mais il la repousse. Il lui laisse une enveloppe avec de l’argent et la carte d’un détective qui enquête sur un délit de fuite suite à un accident arrivé à une petite fille.

Judy panique, elle emballe ses affaires et déchire la carte du détective. Elle remonte dans sa voiture au parebrise cassé et boit au volant. Elle revit l’accident avant de perdre connaissance.

Elle se réveille à l’extérieur d’un couvent et les religieuses viennent voir si elle a besoin de secours.

1964

Chambre d'hôtel de Sam Goodman

Sœur Jude a fait honneur à la bouteille d’alcool trouvée dans la chambre lorsque le téléphone sonne. C'est Sœur Mary Eunice qui dit être sa conscience. Elle dit que l’on trouvera dans la chambre de Sam Goodman la preuve qu’il enquêtait sur elle et un délit de fuite remontant à 15 ans. Sœur Jude lui demande comment elle a appris cette histoire. Sœur Mary Eunice lui dit qu’elle a été dans sa tête et l’on revoit un extrait de l’exorcisme de Jed. Sœur Mary Eunice ajoute avoir laissé une bouteille d'alcool et un rasoir pour elle.

Restaurant

Sœur Jude va dans les toilettes et essaye de nettoyer le sang sur ses mains. Elle prend le rasoir et s’ouvre les veines, le sang coule dans le lavabo. Elle s'effondre sur le sol dans une mare de sang.

Puis elle rejette la vision et se débarrasse du rasoir. Quand elle sort des toilettes, elle voit l'Ange de la mort qui l'attend à une table. L’Ange dit venir quand on l’appelle et ne jamais juger. Sœur Jude lui demande pourquoi elle n’est pas morte quand, avant son mariage, elle a dit à Casey qu’il lui avait donné la syphilis et qu'elle ne pourrait jamais avoir d'enfants. L’Ange lui dit qu’elle était jeune alors, et avait encore de l’espoir. Elle lui demande pourquoi elle n’est pas morte le jour où elle a renversé la petite fille. L’Ange lui dit que c’est parce qu’à ce moment-là elle a choisi Dieu. L'Ange lui dit qu'elle mérite la paix désormais. Sœur Jude dit être prête, mais qu’elle veut faire une dernière chose.

Les serveuses qui voient Sœur Jude parler toute seule la plaignent et se demandent si elles ne devraient pas appeler Briarcliff où elle pourrait trouver un lit pour la nuit.

Chez les parents de la petite fille en bleu

Sœur Jude rend visite aux parents de la jeune fille qu’elle a renversée qui s’occupent d’un bébé. Sœur Jude dit qu'elle est venue leur parler de leur fille, Missy.

Elle est interrompue par une jeune femme en tenue d'infirmière qui rentre du travail et prend le bébé, son bébé. C’est Missy. Elle n'est pas morte. Sœur Jude explique que l'accident de Missy est l'une des raisons pour lesquelles elle a prononcé ses vœux et que depuis quelques temps sa foi est ébranlée. La mère de Missy explique qu’elle a seulement eu quelques fractures.

Asile

Lana veut parler à Sœur Jude, mais Sœur Mary Eunice lui explique que cette dernière a quitté Briarcliff. Lana lui confie alors que le Docteur Thredson est un meurtrier, que Kit est innocent : Thredson est Bloody Face. Sœur Mary Eunice dit à Lana qu'elle la croit et que personne ne sait qu'elle est là, qu’elle est donc en sécurité. Sœur Mary Eunice lui donne ensuite des pilules.

Sœur Mary Eunice répète à Frank ce qu'a dit Lana mais dit qu’elle ne l’a pas crue. Frank lui apprend que Kit s’est évadé et qu’un ordre de «tirer à vue» a été émis contre lui.

Kit traverse les tunnels de Briarcliff.

Boulangerie

Grace, qui se sent mieux, s’est réfugiée dans la boulangerie. Une Sœur qui l’y surprend accepte qu’elle reste encore un peu et s’en va. Kit apparaît alors et entraîne Kit vers la sortie, mais la nonne revient et les surprend.

La nonne crie, mais avant que Kit et Grace n’aient rien pu faire, l’une des créatures du Docteur Arden se jette sur la religieuse et la dévore. Le monstre poursuit ensuite Grace mais Kit parvient à attirer son attention et à le tuer.

Frank arrive sur ses entrefaites et voit Kit plein de sang. Frank tire sur Kit, mais Grace s’interpose et est blessée. L’Ange de la mort apparait et demande à Grace si elle est prête. Quand Grace dit oui, elle l'embrasse.

[Fin de l'épisode]

1964

Asylum

Hall

Nun 1: I went to see "Lilies of the Field" last night.

Nun 2: I'm reading the book right now.

Nun 1: Sidney Poitier's performance was fabulous.

Nun 2: I'm right at the part where he's starting to build the chapel.

Nun 1: Oh, I won't ruin it for you, then.

(laughs)

In the infirmary

Nun 2: Good morning.

Nun 1: Good morning, Sister.

(Nun 1 checks on Grace.)

Nun 1: She's burning up. (Grace is hemorrhaging badly from her sterilization.) (quietly) Oh! God! Grace? Grace? (panting)

Nun 2: Should I call Dr. Arden?

Nun 1: That butcher? He's the one who did this to her.

Nun 2: Should I call an ambulance?

Nun 1: She'll be dead before it gets here.

(low, distorted panting)

(Grace imagines seeing the Angel of death.)

Nuns (echoing): I can't stop the bleeding. She's turning blue.

Grace (whispers): I'm ready.

Nun 1: She's not breathing.

(The nuns thump her back to life. Grace coughs. She is resuscitated just as the angel is about to give her the "kiss of death".)

Nun 1: We almost lost you, Grace.

Grace: You should have let me go.

-[OPENING CREDITS]-

Dr Arden’s laboratory

(Sister Mary Eunice enters Dr. Arden's study while he is testing plants.)

Sister Mary Eunice: Doing a little afternoon gardening, Doctor?

Dr Arden: Just repotting this salvia divinorum. It's not thriving as it should, and I'm determined to revive it.

Sister Mary Eunice: And I have every confidence you will. I worry less for your plants than I do for your patients. But I mean, since you appear to be all thumbs, surely one of them is green.

Dr Arden: I beg your pardon?

Sister Mary Eunice: The French girl, Grace, she nearly died this morning because of you.

Dr Arden: What are you talking about?

Sister Mary Eunice: The sterilization that Sister Jude ordered-- you botched it, Arthur. She's been hemorrhaging.

Dr Arden: Sterilization?

Sister Mary Eunice: The nurses have stabilized her for now, but if she takes another turn, I might have to send her to a real hospital. Or let her bleed out. Which I suppose is the real alternative. We can't really afford to let the outside world get a look at your handiwork, now, can we?

Dr Arden: I performed no sterilization, Sister.

Sister Mary Eunice: Oh, Arthur, you're back to your old tricks. All of her girl parts have been scooped out.

Dr Arden: I must say I don't care much for your insinuations, or your tone. As the head of this institution, I demand to be spoken to with at least a modicum of respect!

Sister Mary Eunice: That's rich Arthur. You really think you're in charge? (He slaps her.) You touch me again you will die. (Dr Arden raises his hand to her and she telekinetically throws him across the room.) I hope this clarifies the chain of command, Arthur. (Dr Arden grunts.)

Bakery

(A nun is slicing bread. Behind her at a table sits Mils suffering from auditory hallucinations.)

Nun (sings): ♪ Holy Ghost ♪ Creator blest ♪ And in our hearts ♪

Male voice (auditory hallucinations): You know what you need to do. You know it in your heart. Time to be brave and do the right thing and don't blow your one chance. Somebody's got to be the hero, so why not you, for once in your miserable life?! You know you're nothing but a filthy drunk! You never did nothing for nobody! Here's your chance to do something!

Miles: Shut up! Shut the hell up!

Nun: I warned you about your dirty mouth.

Miles: That wasn't to you, Sister. I was talking to the voices in my head. They get real loud sometimes.

Nun: Cursing won't help silence anything.

Miles: You're right, Sister.

Male voice (auditory hallucinations): So what's it gonna be, a life of pure shit or a legacy of a brave, heroic soldier? (Slicer whirring) You know, Sister these slices look a little uneven.

Nun: What are you talking about, Miles? They look fine.

Miles: I think there's something wrong with the slicer. Let me take a look at it. I'm real good with machines.

(The nun backs away.)

(whirring)

(whirring growing louder)

Male voice (auditory hallucinations): You know what you need to do! For once in your miserable life (voice continues shouting indistinctly) (whirring loudly)

(Miles rolls up his sleeves and proceeds to slice his own wrist with the blade of the slicer.) (yelling)

(Sister Mary Eunice comes to the scene with Frank.)

Frank: We got the bleeding stopped, but he's gonna need stitches-- a lot of 'em.

Nun: Oh, Sister Mary Eunice, I'm so sorry! Sister Jude's gonna be very angry with me!

Frank (seeing something written on the wall) : What the hell's that supposed to mean?

Sister Mary Eunice: It's a name.

Frank: Don't look like English.

Sister Mary Eunice: It's not. It's ancient Aramaic. Miles that name on the wall, how do you know it?

Miles: Name? Is that what it is? (whispers) I don't know. I can't even read it. Why would I write it?

Sister Mary Eunice: (whispers): Did you summon her?

Miles: Summon who?

Frank: We should get him stitched, Sister.

Sister Mary Eunice: Fine. Once that's accomplished, put him in isolation. We don't reward this kind of behavior. Have this wall scrubbed at once!

Solitary confinement cell

(Frank checks on Miles strapped to a bed.)

Frank: Careful not to open them stitches. You all right, Miles?

Miles: I don't want to be here no more.

Frank: It's just for one night, Miles.

Miles: I don't mean this room, Frank. I mean this world.

(Frank goes out.)

(door closes)

(low grunting)

(After lights out, Miles tries to reach his stitches to undo them.)

(low gasp, pants)

Miles: Who are you? (He sees the Angel of Death.)

Angel of Death: You know who I am, Miles-- you summoned me.

Miles: I did?

Angel of Death: I'm here to help you, if that's what you want.

(low grunting, panting)

Miles (whispers): Help me.

(low, pained grunting)

Angel of Death: Shall I kiss you, Miles? Shall I kiss you and make this all go away?

Miles (whispers): Yes.

(She kisses him, her black wings spread open behind her.)

(Sister Mary Eunice comes in.)

Sister Mary Eunice: Who's there?

Angel of Death: Who dares look upon Shachath? Show yourself.

Sister Mary Eunice: You did what you had to do; now leave.

Angel of Death: What are you that you can look upon me?

Sister Mary Eunice: I'm just a simple nun.

Angel of Death: A nun, perhaps but not so simple. Something else resides in you. One like me-- but fallen. Cousin.

Sister Mary Eunice: I'm no cousin of yours. Now leave this place; you're not wanted here.

Angel of Death: I was invited, unlike you. Do you know why you seek me out, Cousin?

Sister Mary Eunice: I don't seek you out.

Angel of Death: But you do-- or some part of you. The part that used to be pure. The human girl you've taken hostage sings to me.

Sister Mary Eunice’s human side: (sobs) O, Heavenly Host, will you release me? (sobbing) Can you release me?

Sister Mary Eunice: Oh, shut up, you stupid sow! She likes it here. We like it. We have work left to do.

Angel of Death: So do I. We'll meet again.

In the infirmary

(Dr Arden looks over Grace's chart and checks on her.)

Dr Arden: You're grievously ill, Grace. There's an infection coursing through your body, probably caused by a botched hysterectomy. I've been accused of having committed this savagery. Both you and I know it's not the truth. At this stage, it would be easier just to let you die, but I will not be the one to take the fall for this. You will require a strict regimen of medicines and round-the-clock care. But you will live, Grace. If only to set the record straight. (Dr Arden injects her with something.)

Dr Thredson’s house

(Down in the dungeon of horrors, Thredson rapes Lana.)

(panting and groaning)

Dr Thredson: Yeah. Yeah.

(moaning)

(Lana sees the Angel looking over her.)

In prison

(Kit meets with his lawyer.)

Lawyer: It's all right. Everything accurate as, uh, far as you can remember?

Kit: Yeah, I-I said these things, but I didn't confess. It was a headshrinker trick.

Lawyer: Kit, they're going to play the tape for the jury, and if I hear what this says you said (laughs) I convict.

Kit: Did you talk to Grace, like I told you? I mean, she can testify that she just saw Alma. My wife is not dead, and it proves I didn't do it.

Lawyer: First of all, she's a patient in a mental institution, so what she saw is not likely to convince a lot of people. Second, they tell me she's real sick. She might not even make it to the hearing. The one way I saw for you to avoid the electric chair-- Dr. Thredson took away. (Kit starts to glance around the room while his lawyer speaks. He looks at the window and then at objects on the desk.) Now, that doesn't mean (distant, echoing) that you can't change his mind. Now, I'm not telling you to lie, but, uh, if you started to act up maybe we could build a defense to get be convinced that, uh that you can't tell the difference between, uh, right and wrong.

(Kit picks up a 3-hole-puncher, whacks him over the head.)

Dr Thredson’s house

(Down in the dungeon, Lana welcomes a visit from the Angel of Death.)

Lana: You heard me calling? (crying) I don't think I can do this anymore. (sniffles, cries) (sniffling) Death would be better. I used to be scared of it. But I'm not afraid anymore.

Angel of Death: (softly) Just let go. I'm right here with you. (She leans in to kiss her, her black wings spread open behind her.)

Lana: No. Not yet. (panting)

(The angel leaves.)

Dr Thredson (comes down): Lana? Are you decent? (sighs) I think we need to have a little talk, don't you?

Lana: If that's what you want.

Dr Thredson: It is. First of all, I want you to know that I'm not angry. What happened before was wrong. It was very wrong, and I don't blame you. It was my fault. Truth is, I probably shouldn't have brought you here in the first place.

Lana: What do you mean?

Dr Thredson: If there's one thing you should know about me, Lana, it's that I'm tenacious. I don't like to give up. That kind of stick-to-itiveness has served me and my patients very well, but sometimes it also prevents me from acknowledging when I have reached an impasse like the one I think we've reached here.

Lana: An impasse?

Dr Thredson: (laughs) (sighs) Don't look so frightened, okay? I don't want to hurt you. I want this to be as painless for you as possible, so I will give you a choice I can either cut your throat, or I can strangle you. I don't believe in guns.

Lana: Oh, God.

Dr Thredson: Christ, what am I saying? It doesn't matter how we do it. (He takes a syringe.) We'll put you out.

Lana (quietly): Please, no.

Dr Thredson: You won't feel a thing.

Lana (quietly): Please, no. (screaming) No, no. Please, please. No, no, no. No! Please!

Dr Thredson: Stop it! Stop fighting. (whimpering) Stop fighting!

Lana: No!

Dr Thredson: In no time at all, you'll be reunited with Wendy. You remember Wendy? Don't you? (She looks at the framed picture of Wendy on the bedside table as he comes at her. She picks it up and cracks him over the head with it.)

(Thredson grunting, muttering) (Lana gasping)

(They roll off the bed as they struggle and she gets the upper hand and plunges the syringe into his leg.) (Lana panting, Thredson choking) (Thredson gasping)

(She wraps her chains around his neck and chokes him, then paws through his pockets for the keys. She frees herself, but he's not dead yet. He makes a grab for her at the stairs, but she kicks him off and runs up. She makes it outside to the woods at night.)

(car approaching)

(She stands in front of the car and the driver stops.)

Lana: Drive. Go, please. Please, drive away. Please!

(Lana panting) (radio playing music at low volume) (breathing slows)

Lana: Thank you. You saved my life.

Driver: You didn't give me much of a choice. You jumped in the car.

Lana: I'm sorry. I had to get away from him.

Driver: Did you have a fight with your boyfriend? What did you do to him?

Lana: Nothing. What makes you think it was my fault? He almost killed me. (Driver wry laugh.)

Lana: And he's not my boyfriend.

Driver: Yeah? Of course it wasn't your fault. Women are always the victims.

Lana: Could you please just take me to the police?

Driver: Oh, is that how it works? You get into my car, and then you tell me what to do?

Lana: Please stop the car and let me get out.

Driver: That's right. That's what you bitches do. You get out. You leave; you abandon ship at the smallest sign of a storm. (laughing): What are you going to do? You gonna get out of a car going 50 miles an hour? Be my guest! Go!

Lana: Why are you doing this to me?

Driver: Why did she take ten years of marriage and flush it down the toilet? Why did I catch another man screwing my wife in my own bed? I didn't do anything to you. You brought this on yourself. (He takes a gun.)

(Lana sees the Angel in the back seat.)

Lana: No. Not you. Not after everything.

Driver: I can't take it anymore. The lies, the betrayal, the cheating-- it's all going to end.

(He puts the gun in his mouth and pulls the trigger.)

(gunshot, screaming) (tires squealing) (crashing)

(Black screen)

(electricity crackling, buzzing)

(Lana wakes up in a bed in a neck brace.)

Sister Mary Eunice: Try not to move.You'll be in terrible pain. You've had quite the adventure. The police said the car accident was horrific-- I'm afraid it was fatal for the driver. But you're safe now. Back to Briarcliff, where you belong.

(electricity crackling, buzzing)

Back in Sam Goodman's motel room

(Sister Jude sees Goodman twitching on the bathroom floor, bleeding from a mirror shard jammed in his neck. She leans in to him.)

Sister Jude: Oh, God. Oh, no. (screaming) Oh, no, no! Oh, God. I'll call an ambulance.

Goodman: No. Listen, listen.

Sister Jude: What?

Goodman: Listen, listen.

Sister Jude: Arden did this.

Goodman: No, no, nun, nun.

Sister Jude: What, what? What did?

Goodman: A nun A nun. A nun

Sister Jude: A nun?!

Goodman: One of yours. Yours. One of yours.

(Through flashback, we see Sister Mary Eunice attacking him.)

Sister Jude: We have to get you help! (sobbing)

(Sister Jude goes to the phone (dials phone))

Sister Jude: Operator. Operator, get me the police. (The Angel of Death takes Sam.)

(She notices the bottle of booze on the nightstand and a news story about the girl she killed taped to the TV.)

Sister Jude: Oh, God, no! (sobbing)

(insistent knocking on door)

(insistent knocking continues)

1949

(Judy (Sister Jude) is woken up by a man knocking on her door.)

Man: Judy! Judy, you alive in there?

Judy (Sister Jude): Hold on. Hey Terry.

Terry: Jesus, Judy, I've been out here knocking for ten minutes.

Judy: Hang on. Hey, come on in. Excuse the clutter.

Terry: Where were you last night?

Judy: Last night?

Terry: We had a gig at the White Rose.

Judy: Oh.

Terry: You didn't show up. We had to go on without a singer.

Judy: Oh, shit. I-I've, I've been a little under the weather. (coughs)

Terry: I can see that. Might want to open a window. It's pretty ripe in here.

Judy: How'd it go?

Terry: Uh, went great. Barry called his cousin, and she got there by the third set.

(He hands her an envelope.)

Judy: What's this?

Terry: Just a little something to tide you over. You're out of the band, Judy.

Judy: What, because of one gig?

Terry: It's not just the one gig. You've been slipping for a long time. We all noticed it, and it got real clear last night after Barry's cousin filled in.

Judy: (scoffs) Barry's cousin? What, she's Dinah Shore all of a sudden?

Terry: She don't have to be. She was on key.

Judy: He's been trying to get his fat cousin in there for months now. No, this is a conspiracy. This is a conspiracy against me!

Terry: I'm sorry.

Judy: Wait, hey, what do I have to do? (She attempts to seduce him into changing his mind.) Come on, Terry. Come on, man, tell me, just tell me what I've got to do.

Terry Stop it.

Judy: Come on. I can make you feel real good. You know, I've always wondered...

Terry: Judy, you are embarrassing yourself.

Judy: ...what it felt like with a colored man.

Terry: Stop it! You smell of vomit.

(growls)

Terry: There's a card in there, with a number. A detective, uh, wants you to call him.

Judy: What?

Terry: Yeah, uh, there was a hit-and-run couple blocks from the club last Thursday night. A little girl got run down, and cops want to know if anybody saw anything. You take care, Judy We'll see you around.

(whimpers) (She panics and packs her things.)

(She tears up the card and hops in her car.)

News Announcer (radio): The search continues tonight for the hit-and-run driver responsible (She changes radio station: music playing).

(She remembers the accident and lusts after booze. She crashes again.)

(Later)

(pipe organ playing uplifting music)

(Judy wakes up outside a convent. The nuns come to check on her.)

Nun: Excuse me, Miss, is everything all right? Are you hurt?

Judy: No. I'm fine. Everything's fine.

(distant phone ringing)

(Back in the Nazi hunter's hotel room)

Sister Jude: Hello.

Sister Mary Eunice: Judy Martin? Who is this? It's your conscience calling.

Sister Jude: Mary Eunice, what have you done?

Sister Mary Eunice: What have I done? No, no, no. The question is what have you done? That dead man lying on the floor-- he was investigating you, or so his papers all show. A 15-year-old unsolved hit-and-run case.

Sister Jude: How did you know about that?

Sister Mary Eunice: I know everything. I was in your head, remember?

(Through flashback, we see the exorcism of Jed Potter. (2x02))

Jed: Lose your place, old man? (screaming)

(Flashback ends.)

Sister Mary Eunice: Don't even think about coming back here, Judy. You might want to start running now, though the truth is, how far do you think you can get? Oh, um, I left a bottle of, um, Kentucky's. I think that is for you. I left something else there for you, too.

(siren wailing)

Diner

(Sister Jude tries to clean the blood off her hands. She takes out the straight razor and slices her wrist open along the vein, letting the blood pour into the sink. She collapses on the floor in a puddle of blood. But then she dismisses the vision and puts the razor away. When she comes out of the bathroom, she sees the Angel of Death waiting for her.)

Sister Jude: (Quiet laugh) You jumped the gun again. It was a passing thought; nothing but a passing thought.

Angel of Death: Your song was different this time-- much more plaintive and piercing.

Sister Jude: Never trust a drunk. I'm just the little girl who cried wolf. Aren't you sick of me yet?

Angel of Death: I come when I'm called; it's what I do, Jude. I don't judge; I never judge.

Sister Jude: What was so different this time? Was my song so different the night Casey left me, the night before our wedding, when I told him he'd given me syphilis and I'd never be able to have children? I forgave him. He just stared at me like I didn't even exist, called me a liar and a whore. All I ever wanted was my own family, my own children to teach and love. Why didn't I die that night?

Angel of Death: You were young; you still had hope.

Sister Jude: And the night I killed a child, the night I ran over that little girl in blue, why not that night?

Angel of Death: That was when God revealed He had a plan for you. He gave you a calling.

Sister Jude: And now He's taken it away. (chuckles) I've been living on borrowed time, haven't I? Sooner or later, He was bound to figure out I never really rose to His challenge. I'm still just a drunken whore and a murderer, trying to disguise my darkness under that miserable black cloth.

Angel of Death: You deserve some peace, Jude. You deserve a peace befitting your extraordinary, tireless efforts to find meaning in this life. How long can you live on free coffee and crackers, Jude? The winters here are long, and they're very cold. And the whiskey won't keep you warm. It just rots your insides. Peace is so close, Sister.

Sister Jude: (whispers): I'm ready. But I need to do one last thing.

(A pair of the waitresses witness Jude talking to no one.)

Waitress:Poor thing. Maybe we should call Briarcliff. At least they could give her a bed for the night.

House

(baby crying)

(Sister Jude pays a visit to the parents of the girl she hit).

Woman: Sorry, she's a fussy baby, this one. So you were saying you were Missy's teacher? Hank, you bringing that coffee?

Hank: I got it, dear. (To Jude) Here you go.

Sister Jude: So kind. I, um I know you have to get to work, so I'll only take a minute of your time.

Hank: So you were her teacher, you say?

Sister Jude: No, actually I'm a nun.

Hank: You don't look like a nun.

Woman: Honey, they're not always in their habits. He's a little old-fashioned So, you were her Sunday school teacher?

Sister Jude: (She takes at the framed picture of "girl in the blue coat".) I, uh remember her little blue coat.

Woman: Oh, yeah. I bought that for her 'cause she pitched a full-on fit in the middle of Filene's basement. That girl could not take no for an answer. Right, Hank?

Sister Jude: The truth is, Mr. and Mrs. Stone I came here to tell you a story about (door opens) your daughter, Missy. And I want (sighs)

(A young woman in a nurse's outfit comes in.)

Nurse: What a night. Big bus accident-- three people dead, everyone else a bloody mess.

Mrs Stone: Oh, sweetheart.

Nurse: She slept through the night?

Mrs Stone: Yeah, only woke up once around 1:00 a.m. Here's Mommy.

(The nurse takes the baby.)

Mrs Stone: (to Sister Jude) We keep her when Missy does the night shift. (to the nurse) Oh, Missy, this is Sister Um what'd you say your name was?

Sister Jude: You're Missy? Little Missy? With the blue coat?

Missy: Who are you?

Sister Jude: I'm so confused. I thought someone ran over you. I thought you died out there, on the street.

Missy: You mean back then, when I was a girl?

Sister Jude: (sighs) Oh, forgive me. I, uh All these years, I've been lighting candles for your soul and your parents. You see, I, um The accident happened right about the time I was thinking of joining the church. In fact, it was one of the reasons that led me to take the vows. And recently, I've been struggling with my faith, wondering if I really belong in the church, and it made me think of you and your tragedy. I thought if I came (whimpers). And here you are.

Mrs. Stone: Hank struggled, too. Um for a long time, he… he wanted to get revenge on the bastard who ran her over, but I told him, "Hank, our Missy came home to us with a few broken bones. We get to live with our daughter. The monster who left her there has to live with himself.

Asylum

(A nun tries to give Lana medication.)

Lana: No. I won't. I have to stay awake. Where is Sister Jude? I need to speak to Sister Jude.

Sister Mary Eunice: It's all right! I'll see to her.

Lana: Where's Sister Jude? I need to speak to Sister Jude.

Sister Mary Eunice: Sister Jude is no longer with us. I'm in charge now.

Lana: You?

Sister Mary Eunice: That's right. Now, you simply must take

Lana: No. You don't understand. Dr. Thredson

Sister Mary Eunice: Dr. Thredson isn't here either.

Lana: He's a murderer.

Sister Mary Eunice: What?

Lana: He killed Wendy.

Sister Mary Eunice: Wendy?

Lana: My Wendy. And all the others. It was him. It was Thredson. Right from the start, it was him. You have to send for the police. You have to stop him.

Sister Mary Eunice: Calm down. Get back in bed, please, or I'll be forced to get Frank to restrain you.

Lana: No, no, no, no, no, no, no I can't be chained down again. You don't know what happened.

Sister Mary Eunice: I know you've been in a very, very serious automobile accident, and you're confused.

Lana: I'm not confused! I am telling you, Kit Walker is innocent! Oliver Thredson is Bloody Face.

(Sister Mary Eunice recalls the night of the exorcism and remembers the "Devil" talking to Thredson.

Jed: I love your work, Bloody Face.

Flashback ends.)

(cackling)

Lana: He admitted everything to me. What he does to them.

Sister Mary Eunice: I believe you.

Lana: You do?

Sister Mary Eunice: Yes.

Lana: Please, Sister, he cannot know that I am here.

Sister Mary Eunice: No one knows. No one knows that you're here. Now, please, just take these. (She gives her pills to take.)

Lana: You have to go to the police. All of the evidence is in his basement.

Sister Mary Eunice: I understand. I do.

Lana: It's where he kills them. It's where he violated me.

Sister Mary Eunice: You're safe now.

(Sister Mary Eunice leaves Lana.)

Frank: How is she?

Sister Mary Eunice: She's still very confused, I'm afraid. She claims that Dr. Thredson attacked her. She claims, well, she insists that Kit Walker is innocent.

Frank: Well, state police got a different opinion. Kit Walker escaped custody. He's a fugitive. Order on him is shoot on sight.

Sister Mary Eunice: My gracious.

(Kit walker runs through the tunnels of Briarcliff, breaking in.)

Kitchen

Nun: (to Grace) My child, what are you doing down here? Only a day ago you were at the brink of death. You should be convalescing.

Grace: Didn't you hear? I'm Dr. Arden's little miracle. Yet, I open my eyes, and I'm still at Briarcliff. Can't say that's much of an improvement.

Nun: You make the best of what life gives you. Come, Grace, go to your…

Grace: No, please, Sister. I'm gonna crawl out of my skin if I have to lay on that bed again.

Nun: When I'm done cleaning up, you'll have to go. (The nun leaves her alone.)

Kit: Actually, you have to go now.

Grace: What are you doing here?

Kit: I couldn't let you die here, Grace. Now come on.

(They head for the door when the nun returns.)

Nun: Help!

Kit: I'm not gonna hurt you.

Nun: Help!

(One of Arden's man monsters comes up behind the nun and chomps into her. The monster chases Grace so Kit tries to get its attention.)

Grace: No!

Kit: Hey!

(The creature advances to Kit. Kit pulls the hooked attachment from an industrial dough mixer and disembowels the monster.

Frank enters and points a gun at Kit.)

Frank: Drop it.

Grace: No!

(Frank's about to shoot when Grace steps in front of Kit. Frank's bullet hits Grace.)

Kit: (echoing) Grace?

Frank: (echoing) Stay away from her! Back up or I'll shoot you! Walker, I'll shoot you. Put your hands where I can see them. Back up.

Angel of Death : (to Grace) Are you ready for me?

Grace: Yes. I'm free.

(The Angel kisses Grace.)

–[End]–

Épisode L'ange noir S02E07 - American Horror Story Saison 2

#207 : L'ange noir

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