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#306 : L'homme à la hâche

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Zoe, Queenie et Nan décident de se faire mutuellement serment de protection et cherchent à entrer en contact avec Madison par le biais d'une planche Ouija. Mais c'est The Axeman, un tueur dont l'esprit est piégé depuis des décennies entre les murs de l' Académie qui leur répond. Cordelia, maintenant aveugle, développe un nouveau pouvoir et découvre l'infidélité de Hank. Fiona souhaite désespérément avoir une dernière romance avant de mourir. Le Tueur à la Hache met tout en oeuvre pour convaincre les jeunes sorcières de le libérer.

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Titre VO
The Axeman Cometh

Titre VF
L'homme à la hâche

Première diffusion
13.10.2013

Première diffusion en France
10.05.2014

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AHS: Coven Episode 306 "The Axeman Cometh" - Promo

AHS: Coven Episode 306 "The Axeman Cometh" - Promo

  

AHS: Coven Episode 306 "The Axeman Cometh" - Promo VOST

AHS: Coven Episode 306 "The Axeman Cometh" - Promo VOST

  

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Résumé long de l'épisode 306 "The Axeman Cometh"

 

La Nouvelle-Orléans

1919

Un homme tape à la machine l'histoire du "Tueur à la hache", un meurtrier en série qui sévit à la Nouvelle-Orléans, c’est le "Axeman" lui-même. Il range sa hache dans un étui à saxophone. On le voit tuer un couple.

 

Miss Robichaux's Academy

Les jeunes sorcières écoutent Millie leur lire le texte écrit par le tueur et publié dans un journal. Dans son manifeste, il menace tous ceux qui n’écouteront pas de jazz mardi soir. Les sorcières débattent de l’attitude à adopter et décident de ne pas céder à la panique mais de faire front.

 

Club de jazz

Après avoir terminé son concert, le Tueur à la hache range son saxophone et erre dans les rues, ravi d’entendre du jazz s’échappant de la plupart des maisons.

 

Miss Robichaux's Academy

Les étudiantes ont décidé d’écouter de la musique classique. Le Tueur à la hache rentre dans la maison qui semble vide et finit par trouver une sorcière en train de tirer les cartes.

 

Lorsqu’elle retourne la carte de la mort, il lui dit qu'elle avait été prévenue. Mais la carte n’était pas pour elle, mais pour lui. Quelqu'un le poignarde dans le dos. Les unes après les autres, les sorcières frappent le Tueur à la hache dans une frénésie meurtière.

 

De nos jours

Zoe fouille dans les affaires de Madison et fait tomber un petit flacon de verre qui roule dans le placard. Zoe y trouve de vieilles photos des étudiantes de l’académie et une ancienne planche Ouija. Elle montre les photos à Queenie et Nan, soulignant que le nombre de sorcières est sévèrement en baisse. Zoe verse un verre d'absinthe à chacune et suggère de se servir de la planche Ouija pour découvrir ce qui est arrivé à Madison.

 

Plus tard, alors qu’elles se servent de la planche Ouija, Queenie est inquiète à l’idée de libérer un esprit. Zoe commence à poser des questions. Elles comprennent qu'elles parlent à un esprit qui a été assassiné dans la maison et pensent à Madison. Mais quand elles demandent qui l’a tué, l’esprit répond que ce sont elles. Elles demandent alors à l’esprit qui il est. Apprenant qu’il s’agit du Tueur à la hache, Queenie effrayée met fin à la séance.

 

 

À l'hôpital

Fiona est installée pour son traitement de chimiothérapie et est soudainement capable d'entendre les pensées des gens. Elle ne supporte plus d’entendre les pensées de tous les malades autour d’elle et arrache son intraveineuse pour partir. Le médecin essaye de l’en dissuader et elle accepte de rester pour Cordelia qui va désormais avoir besoin d’elle.

 

Miss Robichaux's Academy

Zoe fait des recherches sur internet à propos du tueur à la hache tandis que Queenie et Nan regardent les photos et documents trouvés dans le placard. Le Tueur à la hache a disparu en 1919, et en lisant le journal d’une des sorcières, elles en concluent que les sorcières s’en sont débarrassé. Zoe veut le contacter à nouveau pour trouver Madison, mais Queenie et Nan ne veulent pas prendre le risque de le libérer.

 

Zoe se rassoit seule devant la planche Ouija, promettant à l’esprit du tueur de le laisser partir s’il lui dit où est Madison. Il désigne le grenier. Zoe va dans le repaire rempli de poupées de Spalding et trouve Madison dans la malle. Spalding la saisit par derrière et met sa main sur sa bouche.

 

Cordelia rentre de l'hôpital. Lorsque Hank touche son bras, elle voit la rousse avec qui il l’a trompée et lui demande qui elle est. Il dit ne pas comprendre de quoi elle parle. Cordelia le met à la porte avec l’appui de Fiona.

 

Lorsque Fiona touche Cordelia, cette dernière voit Myrtle sur le bûcher. Elle n’en revient pas que sa mère lui ait caché cette histoire. Fiona dit que c’était pour la protéger et la laisse seule.

 

Dans le grenier, Nan, Zoe, et Queenie interrogent Spalding. Nan lit dans ses pensées tandis que Queenie et Zoe le menacent de le brûler avec une spatule métallique rougie. (On voit dans un flashnack que Zoe s'est facilement libérée en le frappant avec une poupée.) Spalding avoue avoir tué Madison mais dit qu’elles ne peuvent pas le dénoncer aux autorités. Queenie se brûle pour le faire souffrir et il s’évanouit. Zoe n'est pas convaincue par cette confession.

 

 

Dans le Bayou

Misty arrose Myrtle enterrée sous la boue magique des marais. Kyle la fait sursauter en arrivant derrière elle. Il n'a pas l'air bien et sent mauvais. Elle lui fait sa toilette dans un baquet, mais au moment où elle veut l’essuyer il se souvient des abus de sa mère et saccage la cabane. Elle tente de le calmer jusqu'à ce qu'il démolisse son magnétophone. Zoe arrive alors. Elle a besoin de l'aide de Misty.

 

Salon de coiffure de Marie Laveau

Hank va voir Marie Laveau, qu'il connaît apparemment bien, et lui dit qu’ils ont un problème.

 

Miss Robichaux's Academy

Zoe enchaine Kyle dans la serre de Cordelia. Elle montre ensuite à Misty le cadavre de Madison et lui demande ce qu’elle peut faire. Misty répond qu’elle peut l’aider à creuser une fosse. Mais Zoe parvient à convaincre Misty de ressusciter Madison.

 

Salon de coiffure de Marie Laveau

Hank reproche à Marie d’avoir rendu son travail plus difficile, mais Marie nie avoir quoi que ce soit à voir avec l'attaque à l’acide sur Cordelia. Hank est un chasseur de sorcières engagé par Marie pour tuer tous les descendants de Salem.

 

Miss Robichaux's Academy

Dans un flash-back on voit Cordelia rencontrer Kaylee, qui a été accusée d'incendie criminel, deux fois. Dans un autre flashback on voit le fiancé de Kaylee lui annoncer qu’il la quitte puis prendre feu lorsqu’il atteint la porte. Le second flash-back se termine et l’on voit Hank espionner Cordelia qui essaie de convaincre Kaylee de venir à l'Académie.

 

Salon de coiffure de Marie Laveau

Hank a tué neuf descendants de Salem en trois ans, dont cinq qu'il a trouvés grâce aux recherches de Cordelia. Marie lui reproche d’être tombé amoureux de Cordelia et de n’avoir pas travaillé lui-même suffisamment. Elle lui ordonne de lui apporter la tête de toutes les sorcières puis de brûler la maison.

 

 

Miss Robichaux's Academy

Zoe prévoit de cacher la résurrection de Madison à Fiona. Elle invite Misty à passer la nuit à l’Académie, mais Misty pense qu'il y a quelque chose de mauvais dans la maison et refuse.

 

Plus tard dans la nuit, Cordelia verrouille la porte de sa chambre et s’apprête à se coucher quand le Tueur à la hache se manifeste.

 

Madison se remet lentement de sa résurrection. Tout ce dont elle se souvient à propos des circonstances de sa mort c’est de la couleur rouge.

 

Le Tueur à la hache dit à Cordelia que Zoe n’a pas tenu sa promesse de le libérer. Elle crie et les filles accourent mais ne peuvent pas entrer dans la chambre.

 

Zoe descend pour trouver dans la bibliothèque un sort pour sauver Cordelia. Elle utilise la magie pour trouver le livre adéquat qui s’ouvre à la bonne page. Elle prend les mains de Nan et Queenie et récite le sort. Le Tueur à la hache quitte Cordelia.

 

Le Tueur à la hache sort de l'Académie avec son étui à saxophone.

 

Bar

Fiona boit toute seule au bar, en écoutant du jazz. Elle est horrifiée quand elle se rend compte qu’elle perd ses cheveux. Le Tueur à la hache s'assoit à côté d'elle et lui propose de lui offrir un verre.

[Fin de l'épisode]

 

New Orleans

1919

(A man types a story.)

Man: Esteemed mortal "They have never caught me, and they never will. They have never seen me, for I am invisible, even as the ether which surrounds your earth

(We see a street. Jazz saxophone plays.)

Man: (voice-over) I am not a human being, but a spirit and fell demon from hottest Hell.

(A man is whistling in the street. We see a hooker.)

Man: (voice-over) I am what you Orleanians call "the Axeman."

(The man in the street stops in front of a house.)

Man: (voice-over) When I see fit, (We see the narrator typing) I shall come again and claim other victims. (We see newspapers, bloody shirt...)

Man: (voice-over) I alone know who they shall be. (A man put a record on.) I shall leave no clue except my bloody axe. (He puts his axe in a saxophone case.) Undoubtedly, you Orleanians think of me as a most horrible murderer, which I am.

(We see a woman in her nightie.)

Woman: Charles?

Axeman: (voice-over) But I could be much worse if I wanted to.

Woman: No! (She discovers a corpses ; Axeman is hiding.)

Axeman: (voice-over) At will, I could slay thousands of your best citizens, for I am in close relationship with the Angel of Death.

Woman: Oh! (Axeman kills the woman.)

Axeman: (voice-over) Now, to be exact,

Axeman (voice-over) and woman (at Ms. Robichaux's Academy): at 12:15 o'clock earthly time, on next Tuesday night, I'm going to pass over New Orleans. In my infinite mercy, I am going to make a little proposition to the people. Here it is. I am very fond of jazz music,

Woman (only) (reading newspaper): and I swear by all the devils in the nether regions that every person shall be spared in whose house a jazz band is in full swing at the time I have just mentioned

Witch1: This is an outrage. This madman is holding our city hostage to his twisted whim.

Witch2: Millie, do you think playing the Victrola will suffice? Come Tuesday evening, a jazz ensemble in New Orleans will be more precious than the Hope Diamond.

Witch3: We can choose jazz songs from my collection of phonographs.

Millie: Why should we do anything to appease this Axeman?

Witch1: Because he kills women with an axe.

Witch2: Do I have to remind you? He says, "One thing is certain and that is some of those persons who do not jazz it on Tuesday night will get the axe."

Witch3: His prose could use refinement but we get the point.

Witch2: If we don't play jazz music Tuesday night…

Millie: We're inviting an attack-- it could not be more clear, Sister. The real question is, what are we to do? Ladies, we have been docile too long. We are powerful, even though none of you have yet to believe it. Not only are we descendents of Salem but we are suffragettes. We're on the verge of our greatest victory, giving us the equal right to vote. If we embody our feminine might, intelligence with grace, strength with an iron will, no man can make us cower in our home.

 

Club

Woman: I'm off in a half hour, Joe. Can you walk me home?

Axeman: You scared of the Axeman?

Woman: Everyone is scared. It's Tuesday night. He's gonna kill somebody.

Axeman: Well, he's not gonna lay a finger on you. Rumor has it he's got a thing for jazz, and you've got, uh, rhythm in your soul, baby.

 

[Axeman walks the streets of New Orleans to the sound of jazz blaring from the houses.

(operatic music playing in distance) ]

 

Miss Robichaux's Academy

(The witches play opera. The Axeman lets himself in and follows the sound upstairs, where one waits for him doing a tarot card reading.)

Axeman: I gave fair warning, girl. I made my intentions clear to the world.

Millie: Yes. (She turns over the Death card.) Just as expected. Death.

Axeman: You have no one to blame but yourself.

(Someone stabs him in the back.)

Witch: That reading was for you.

(One by one, the witches come out in black silk hooded capes and stab the Axeman.)

 

-[OPENING CREDITS]-

Present day

Miss Robichaux's Academy

Madison & Zoe's bedroom

(Zoe looks through Madison's things.)

(In the closet. Zoe finds a trove of photos and an old version of a Ouija board.)

 

Main room

(Zoe presents her findings to Queenie and Nan.)

Zoe: A hundred years ago, this academy was packed to capacity. They had bunk beds and slept eight to a room. Now notice anything?

Nan: Yeah. Luke's not here. His mom keeps slamming the door on me.

Zoe: Nan, stay with me. Look at the pictures. Our numbers have gone down every year for a century straight. Witches are dying. In Salem, there were hundreds of us. Now there's three. Used to be four, until Madison went missing or dead. And no one in charge has done shit.

Queenie: We'll go to Fiona.

Zoe: Last I checked, she was setting witches on fire. Okay. Madison wants us to find her, and we can't afford to lose a single witch if we want to survive. (Zoe pours them each a shot of absinthe.) From now… on we watch each other's backs.

Queenie: Look, I've been taking care of myself for a really long time, so I'm not sure I need some white girl sorority sisters to cover my ass. And what is this green shit?

Zoe: It's not a sorority. It's a coven. And this is absinthe, drink of the divine. Which we are. (Queenie drinks.)

 

(Later, around the spirit board)

Queenie: Where'd you find the spirit board?

Zoe: More like it found me.

Queenie: Do you know what these things do?

Zoe: Contact the dead.

Queenie: You don't know shit. Spirit boards have two stages: contact and release. I saw my grandma use one once. She thought it was cool, too, till a bad spirit came out, burned her house to the ground and took half her face off with it.

Zoe: There's three of us. You want to find Madison? Witch up.

Nan: So, what do we do?

Queenie: Ask the questions. Be polite.

Zoe: Are we alone?

(The board moves their hands.)

Queenie: Did you die here?

(The answer is yes.)

Zoe: Were you murdered? (reading) Yes. Who killed you?

Nan: (reading) "You did."

Zoe: Madison, is this you?

(The answer is no.)

Zoe: Who are you?

Queenie: (reading) Axeman. Wait, stop. Stop, stop! (Queenie swats the glass to the floor.) If survival is so important to you, you better find out who you're talking to.

 

 

Hospital

Nurse (over P.A.): Oncology. Paging palliative services, extension 3609. Oncology, we're paging palliative services

(Fiona gets her chemotherapy treatment.)

Man: (thoughts) It's all bullshit. Punch a clock. Scrimp and save? And for what? I'm taking my sick leave in Vegas. Time to play.

Fiona: (thoughts) Never had the gift of mind-reading before. Is it the medication?

Woman 1: (thoughts) It took her so long to find the right man. Lord, please! Don't let me spoil my baby's special day. Just let me walk down the aisle.

Woman 2: (thoughts) Nothing was ever good enough.

Woman 1: (thoughts) And I swear, Heavenly Father, that very night…

Woman 2: (thoughts) I picked him apart every chance I got.

Woman 1: (thoughts)my soul is yours to keep.

Woman 2: (thoughts) And here he is, week after week, holding my hand, cleaning up my vomit.

(Fiona rips the IV out tries to leave.)

Doctor: Ms. Goode? You haven't finished your treatment yet.

Fiona: I got to get out of here. I can't stand it. It's so noisy.

Doctor: That'll go away soon. I put a sedative in your I.V. to quell your nerves. But you're doing great, and you're almost finished.

Fiona: No, don't patronize me. I never wanted to be here.

Doctor: Please take a seat and finish your treatment?

Fiona: My daughter needs me as she's never needed me before. I'm doing this for her. Not… for me. You understand? If I do everything you people tell me to I'll beat this thing, right? Doctor: We've chosen a very aggressive form of treatment, and we always hope for the best.

Fiona: Yeah. So, when am I gonna lose my hair?

Doctor: You may not. Everyone responds differently to the medication.

Fiona: Ugh. I'm just not… I'm just not ready to go quite yet. I want one more great love affair in my life. Now I think what I really want is just to belong to somebody. It's not too late for that, is it?

Doctor: No. My mom met someone on eHarmony, and they just went on a cruise to Nova Scotia.

Fiona: (to woman 1) Hmm. You're gonna make it to your daughter's wedding, so you should go out and buy yourself a great dress. Blow the bank on it.

 

Miss Robichaux's Academy

Bedroom

(Zoe searches the web.)

Zoe: Is there anyone that doesn't have a fan site?

Nan: I don't.

Queenie: Did you find anything new?

Zoe: The Axeman killed eight people, scared the crap out of the city, never got caught. Listen to this. "If women will not dance "to the sound of my axe, I shall gladly make them dance with the other." Do you know a saxophone is called an axe?

Queenie: So he chopped women up 'cause they wouldn't be his groupies?

Zoe: Plus men who protected them. We never got to ask about Madison.

Queenie: Good. A spirit'll say anything to get released. They mess with you.

Zoe: Is that why he said we killed him?

Nan: No. (She finds a photo.) He thinks we're them.

Zoe: Class of 1919. The same year the Axeman disappeared.

Queenie: (reading witch's journal) "This Jazz Killer has killed long enough. This city is done trembling. Tonight it ends."

Zoe: Witches killed the Axeman. If there's even a chance he knows where Madison is, we got to make contact.

Queenie: No! No. No way I'm helping you release the Axeman.

Zoe: Nan?

Nan: I'm out.

Zoe: You left your lives and came all the way across the country just to puss out now? If this is all the fight we have left in us at the end of our race, witches deserve to die.

 

Main room

(Zoe sits down again at the board alone.)

Zoe: Where's Madison? Tell me and I'll give you what you want. I know what you like. I can give it to you. Release. Don't you want release? "A" "T" "T" "I" "C."

(Zoe goes up to Spalding's creepy doll-filled lair.)

(She opens the trunk and sees Madison dead. Spalding grabs her from behind and clamps his hand over her mouth.)

 

Cordelia’s bedroom

(Cordelia comes home from the hospital.)

Hank: She made it up the stairs on her own.

Fiona: Of course she did. She's tough. She's a survivor.

Cordelia: She's right here. Why are there roses in here?

Fiona: Why, I thought you might enjoy them. They're the very last of your heirlooms.

Cordelia: Roses pull in love and romance. That's not what I'm looking for right now. I need chrysanthemums. All kinds of them, for strength and protection.

Hank: Well, doctor said, uh, bed rest for at least a week, hmm? (When Hank touches her arm, she sees him with Kaylee.)

Cordelia: Who is she? Who is the redhead?

Hank: Whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa, baby. I don't know what you're talking about.

Cordelia: Enough bullshit! Anything else you want to tell me now? Because I will see it sooner or later. I had to go blind to see things about you I couldn't see before. A bad cosmic joke. It's a different kind of clarity, an absolute clarity I've never had. The images almost vibrate - with light.

Fiona: Thank Christ she's finally got your number.

Hank: She's high as a kite. You know what they gave her before we left the hospital?

Cordelia: I'm high all right, but it's not the drugs, and rest assured, you will be accountable for every single betrayal, no matter how deep you think your secrets are buried. Now get out of here. Get out!

Hank: Baby. Now, you're my you're my heart.

Fiona: I'd get out while you still can, jug head.

(He leaves.)

Cordelia: I wanted to sever his arms and throw him out the window. I had to stop myself.

Fiona: You've been given the Sight.

Cordelia: It comes in bits and pieces.

Fiona: It's the greatest gift to have. And the hardest one to live with. Let me help, honey.

(Fiona touches Cordelia and Cordelia sees Myrtle burning at the stake.)

Cordelia: Oh. Why didn't you tell me?

Fiona: What? What? What did you see?

Cordelia: Auntie Myrtle.

Fiona: I wanted to tell you, Delia, but you were in so much pain, and I didn't want to add to it.

Cordelia: Burned at the stake.

Fiona: Yes. For what she did to you, yes.

Cordelia: No. That cannot be.

Fiona: I'm sorry you had to find out this way.

Cordelia: Ah.

Fiona: I think it's best if I let you be alone for a while. I'll ask Delphine to come and check on you.

 

Attic

(Spalding is bound to a chair.)

Queenie: Fiona's leaving in a taxi.

Zoe: All right, you twisted, tea-serving necrophiliac. It's time to fess up. You killed Madison.

What's he thinking?

Nan: He's not afraid of children.

Queenie: (chuckles) Really?

Zoe: Yeah. We all know exactly how tough he is. (Flashback: Zoe easily got free by whacking him with a doll.) Here's how this works, asshole. We ask the questions, you think the answers, she reads your mind. (Zoe burns him with a metal spatula to get him to "talk".)

Queenie: Fiona's not here to help you now, riffraff. Best be straight.

Zoe: You killed Madison, didn't you?

Spalding: (thoughts) Yes.

Nan: Yes.

Zoe: Why?

Spalding: (thoughts) I'm a man of uniquely developed appetites.

Nan: Sex.

Zoe: Was she your first?

Spalding: (thoughts) Yes. I had to have her. Madison Montgomery, she was so beautiful. The moment we met, I knew that only by sliding myself into her cold, stiff, unyielding mound would I ever feel like a real man again.

Nan: His first. Yes.

Spalding: (thoughts) Ask yourselves, what will you tough little witches do now? Turn me in to the authorities, exposing the coven, bringing us all to ruin? I think you're smarter than that.

Queenie: What's he saying?

Nan: That we can't do shit.

Queenie: I can. (Queenie burns herself to burn him and he passes out.)

Zoe: That's enough.

Queenie: Fine. We'll wait till he wakes up to kill him. I want him to feel it.

Zoe: We're not going to kill him. I'm not sure he really killed Madison.

Nan: He admitted it. I read his mind.

Zoe: He grew up in a house full of witches. And he knows how to keep secrets. Bet he's learned a trick or two.

Queenie: I So if he didn't kill her, who did?

 

Misty Day's swamp camp

(She waters buried Myrtle in her magic swamp mud.)

Misty: You like my swamp water, don't you? Got to have patience. Won't be long now. (Kyle startles her.) Oh, my Lord. It's you. What are you doing here? Where've you been? You look like you been rode hard and put up wet. My daddy used to say that. Oh. You need a bath.

(She puts him in a metal tub to bathe him.) Ooh. You smell like a pack of polecats. (Kyle groans.) Hey. Hey. Oh, for Christ's sake, Kyle. It's just me. Okay (Kyle shouts.) Shh, shh, shh. Okay. Come on. All clean. Come on. (He freaks out thinking about his mom abusing him and goes on a rampage in her cabin. He breakseverything.) Kyle? Kyle? No! Kyle, it's okay. Hey! You stop that! Stop that! You don't want to piss me off! I could be your only friend! Kyle! Hey! Hey, what's wrong with you? It's okay No, no, no, no. No, no, no, no! No! (He trashes her tape player.) Why would you do that? Why… You… Wh…. You're just a big ol' monster.

(footsteps approach) (Misty sobs.)

Zoe: Oh, my God.

(Kyle cries.)

Misty: Get him out of here. He broke Stevie.

Zoe: I'm taking you both out of here. I need your help.

(Kyle crying.)

 

Marie Laveau’s salon

Hank: We have a problem.

 

Cordelia's greenhouse

(Zoe chains Kyle up.)

Zoe: It's okay. It's okay. You're okay.

Misty: He likes you. You two belong together.

Zoe: Not likely. He murdered his mother. (She shows Misty to Madison's corpse.) What can you do?

Misty: (sniffs) I can help you dig a hole. She's already rotting. Plus, she's missing an arm.

Zoe: I have it. I can sew it back on her like I did with Kyle.

Misty: Have you seen his scar? You're not so hot with a needle and thread. Come on. We'll find a soft spot in the yard.

Zoe: No. You have the power of resurgence. You have to bring her back. Give me some of that mud. I need your help. Too much death inside her. Put your hands on her stomach and push. Keep pushing! Hmm.

Madison: I need a cigarette.

 

Marie Laveau’s salon

Marie: You risk an awful lot coming here, you know that.

Hank: You didn't give me much of a choice. An acid attack? Was that supposed to speed things along? You just made my job more complicated.

Marie: You think I did that? I look like the Taliban to you? If I wanted to blind your little wifey, I wouldn't have to leave my room.

Hank: Well, something's happened. She's acquired some kind of second sight. She's starting to see things. We have to do something.

Marie: "We," mon cher? I believe I already did. I thought I'd hired me a professional witch hunter. Coming here in the light of day. "We got a problem." I got a problem. You. Six years in that house and for what?

Hank: Access. You know that. You said you wanted more than just the witches at the academy. You said you wanted all the Salem descendants. That's what I've been giving you.

 

[Flash back to Cordelia meet with Kaylee at Miss Robichaux's Academy

Cordelia: I'm really glad you decided to come and see us, Kaylee.

Kaylee: Well, to be honest, I mostly wanted to see Bourbon Street and eat at Emeril's restaurant.

Cordelia: Mm-hmm.

Kaylee: This other stuff? I don't know. Th-This place? I'm not really sure it's for me.

Cordelia: This isn't a nunnery. It's not a jail. It's a haven where you can learn about who and what you are.

Kaylee: What do you think I am?

Cordelia: I don't think you're an arsonist. Which is what you've been charged with. Twice.

Kaylee: But not convicted.

Cordelia: Not yet. Why don't you tell me about the last fire?

 

[Flashback, we see Kayle's fiancé trying to leave her.

Kaylee: You said that you loved me.

Man: I changed my mind. I can't marry you. I'm sorry.

Kaylee: (crying) But why? Will you just give me one goddamn reason?

Man: There's something not right about you, okay? You make my friends squirm. My mother says if I married you I would regret it as long as I live, okay? And I think she's right. I'm sorry, Kaylee. (We see Kayle lighting his hands on fire as he goes for the door.)]

 

Kaylee: I don't really like to talk about this.

Cordelia: You have genuine power. Nothing to be ashamed of, but it is something you need to learn how to control. Wouldn't you like to be surrounded by people with similar gifts?

Kaylee: Truth be told, Mrs. Foxx, I… I really don't want to be powerful. I just want to find a good husband and have three kids. I think I have a really good shot. I work out, and I play Fantasy Football. (We see Hank listening at the door)

 

Flashback ends.]

 

 

Hank: Nine Salem descendants in just three years. Five of them I never would have found without Delia's research.

Marie: Maybe we should take you off the payroll and put her on it. Sounds like she doing all the work.

Hank: This is what we agreed to!

Marie: No. What we agreed to is that you would clean house, not play house

Hank: What's that supposed to mean?

Marie: What you think it means? She made you hard. You went soft! You're in love with that sorry witch.

Hank: Bullshit.

Marie: Bullshit is right. You're supposed to be ridding me of my enemies. Instead, they're mouthier than ever! Showing up on my doorstep, disrespecting me, digging up my enemies. When I plant a fat-assed cracker bitch, I expect her to stay planted, not come back up like goddamned ragweed! And that Fiona-- doing my Bastien like that. Bastien. My poor Bastien. They desecrated you. And I brought you back life, and she took it away again?! Well, now we take hers and all. No more nonsense. You go back there, and you bring me their heads. All of them.

Hank: What?

Marie: Fiona, her daughter and every witch bitch in that house. You bring me their heads, all of them. Then you burn that place to the ground.

Hank: Uh, Marie…

Marie: You do it, and you do it quick. And I let you live.

 

Miss Robichaux's Academy

Kitchen

Queenie: I know you went all Malcolm X and shit, but this house is now a carnival of crazy. How are you gonna explain this to Fiona?

Zoe: I'm not. No one says a word to Fiona. We have to keep Madison under the radar until she's better. And I'll I'll figure out what to do with Kyle.

Misty: I'm not taking him. He's a walking tornado. You made him. He's your problem now. Okay. Who's taking me home?

Zoe: It's late. Why don't you stay the night, sleep in a real bed for a change?

Misty: No, thanks. I need to be alone.

Zoe: I thought you were looking for your tribe.

Misty: I was and I am. This ain't it. I got bad vibes. Real bad. There's something foul in this house.

 

Cordelia’s bedroom

(Cordelia locks her door.)

(She gets ready for bed, unable to see the Axeman standing at the foot of her bed.)

Axeman: I always hated this room.

 

Other bedroom

Madison: Was I in a car crash?

Zoe: Drink this. Ginger'll help your stomach.

Madison: Oh.

Queenie: Do you know who you are?

Madison: I'm-I'm Madison Montgomery. I I make $7 million a picture. I have two Teen Choice Awards.

Zoe: You died. We brought you back.

Queenie: What's the last thing you remember?

Madison: Red. A-After that, it's all dark.

Nan: Did you see a bright light?

Madison: No. There's nothing on the other side. It's just black forever.

 

Cordelia’s bedroom

Cordelia: Who are you? What do you want?

Axeman: Release.

Cordelia: I can't do that.

Axeman: Don't think so, dirty pussy cat? Goddamn witches. They ended me once right here in this very room. And for years after, the parties and the music and the dancing raged wild outside while I sat trapped inside these four ugly walls. Now, last night, this sweet young witch comes along and offers me my release, and I said, "Oh, yes, ma'am, yes, please. What do you need?" She asks her favor, and I provide. The thing is, when the time comes for her to ante up, bitch lies, leaving me betwixt, between and ready to pop. Huh?

Cordelia: You died.

Axeman: Uh-huh.

Cordelia: And now you're trapped.

Axeman: Right here with you.

Cordelia: The only way I can help you is if you let me out of here.

Axeman: No. Nobody leaves this room. You see, I had a a contract. Promises were made, and all you've got to do is sing and dance and call the witches who owe me my freedom. And I'll provide the music.

(She screams and the girls come running.)

Zoe: Cordelia?! It's locked.

(Jazz plays)

Zoe: It's the Axeman.

Queenie: You released him?!?

Zoe: I told him I would. I lied!

(He chases Cordelia around the room, chopping up furniture.)

Axeman: This don't end till I get out. Get those witches in here and release me now!

Cordelia: Go to Hell!

Axeman: Ladies first. Now dance.

(Zoe goes downstairs to the book shelf.)

Zoe: We need a spell to make him move on.

Queenie: I told you not to mess with that spirit board. Yeah, there's a shit ton of books in there, and not one of them is written in English. (Zoe, on instinct, locates the incantation she needs.)

Zoe: This one's it. Give me your hands. Solvo Liberatum Spirito Malus Nequam Pessimus Peior

 

(Cordelia is left alone. The Axeman walks out of the gates of the Academy, into the New Orleans night.)

 

Bar

(Fiona drinks alone. She's horrified when some of her hair falls out. The Axeman sits down next to her.)  

Axeman: Well, hello, pretty lady. What are you drinking?

 

–[End]– 

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