[Boy] Tommy's is full of holes...
- and the tail is falling off. - ♪♪[Speaker. Christmas Carol]
I want my own, just like Fess Parker.
Is that all Christmas is to you, presents?
- Put this in the can. - [Bell Clanging]
Ho, ho, ho! Merry Christmas!
Now, you be good and listen to your mom...
and maybe that coonskin cap will be under your tree Christmas morning, huh?
[Mom] They're closed.
Come on. I think the Star Market is open until 9:00.
- [Switch Clicks] - ♪♪[Slows, Stops]
[Sighs]
He's going to be pretty steamed at you if he doesn't get that hat.
If he's good enough, his mother will end up giving it to him.
If he's naughty, he'll blame himself.
It's never your fault, hmm? It's all about the list.
Some kid doesn't get their Remco Frogman, but you can't blame Santa.
Pretty nifty win-win you set up for yourself.
Hey, buddy, I'm just ringing the bell two nights a week...
to get out of the house till my wife falls asleep.
[Bell Clangs]
♪♪[Bells. "We Wish You A Merry Christmas"]
[Whirring]
- [Whistle Tooting] - [Whirring Continues]
- [Bell Clanging] - [Whistle Tooting]
Santa?
Oh.
- [Whirring Stops] - Hi, sweetie.
This is a fantastic train set.
The farm even has tiny little hay bales.
- It's my dad's. - Mm-hmm.
Where's your beard?
I shaved. It was scratchy.
Why are you here? Christmas isn't for six days.
That's what you get for letting Rudolph organize your calendar.
And it would explain the lack of milk and cookies.
[Wind Whistling]
Why didn't you come through the chimney?
- What's your name, sweetie? - Susie.
[Gasps] Susie. That's a lovely name.
Well, Susie, none of it makes much sense, does it, huh?
Flying reindeers, shimmying down chimneys.
Every good Christian house in the world in one night, huh? [Scoffs]
They call me crazy.
Are you hurt, Santa?
Oh, no, no, no, no.
No, this isn't Santa's blood.
You want to take me to Mom and Dad?
Merry Christmas, Daddy.
It's not Christmas yet, baby.
Haven't you been keeping your Advent calendar?
It's wrong. Santa's here.
[Gasps]
I think we should all go downstairs.
Milk and cookies time for you and me, Susie.
What do you want? Money?
I have a safe upstairs under the bed with $5,000 cash in it.
- Jewelry too. - You want to know why I chose your house?
[Gasping]
Your Christmas decorations.
♪♪[Speakers. "Up On The Housetop"]
Christ, man, I mean, what are you trying to prove out there, hmm?
What's wrong with a little Christmas spirit?
You know, you're right.
You're right.
- [Jingling] - You know what tonight needs?
- A little more jingle bells. - [Groans]
- Stop! What do you want? - I'm Santy Claus!
I'm here to bestow a little Christmas spirit upon you...
because what is Christmas about if it's not about families being together?
Do you appreciate that right now? Do you?
Don't you feel wonderful about being with your family, huh? Huh?
- [Man] Yes. - Yes?
- Yes, yes.
Yes.
So...
I'm gonna tell you what Santa's gonna leave under your tree tonight.
He's gonna leave a little terror.
- A little rape. - You keep your hands off of her.
Who said anything about her?
You know the difference between that Santa Claus and me? He only comes once a year.
Please... Please leave us.
I have to finish my list, huh?
It wouldn't be Christmas without one big-ticket item from Santa's sack.
And I'm feeling so full of the Christmas spirit...
I... am gonna let you choose...
which one of you I kill first.
No, please. Stop. Y-You don't have to do this.
You know what?
I'm not feeling very Christmassy.
- [Gunshot] - [Screaming]
Ripped By mstoll
[Thunderclap]
[Chattering]
♪♪[Up-tempo Intro]
♪ Here comes Santa Claus Here comes Santa Claus ♪
♪ Right down Santa Claus Lane ♪
- ♪ Vixen and Blitzen and all his reindeer ♪ - [Whistle Blowing]
[Man Groans]
♪ Bells are ringing, children singing ♪
♪ All is merry and bright ♪
I have an exciting announcement, people.
Christmas... is back.
After last year's debacle, Sister Jude told you...
we'd never celebrate Christmas here again.
Well, I say..."Bah, humbug."
We need a little Christmas...
and luckily, we are under new management.
Line up.
- ♪ So jump in bed and cover your head ♪ - Now!
- ♪ For Santa Claus comes tonight ♪ - Let's go.
That mean old Grinch tossed out all of our ornaments.
So we'll need to improvise.
Mr. Deakins.
- ♪ Here comes Santa Claus Here comes Santa Claus ♪ - You wear dentures, don't you?
♪ Right down Santa Claus Lane ♪
♪ He'll come around when chimes ring out ♪
- ♪ It's Christmas time again ♪ - [Door Shuts]
♪ Peace on Earth will come to all ♪
♪ If we just follow the light ♪
♪ So let's give thanks to the Lord above ♪
♪ 'Cause Santa Claus comes tonight ♪
♪ Here comes Santa Claus Here comes Santa Claus ♪
♪ Right down Santa Claus Lane ♪
♪ Vixen and Blitzen and all his reindeer ♪
[Sister Mary Eunice] See?
We all make a little sacrifice...
for the greater good.
That's the spirit...
of Christmas.
♪ Peace on Earth will come to all ♪
♪ If we just follow the light ♪
♪ So let's give thanks to the Lord above ♪
♪ 'Cause Santa Claus comes tonight ♪♪
O Lord, I beg of you...
through your loving kindness...
have mercy on the soul of Grace.
Through Christ our Lord. Amen.
[Screaming, Gasping]
[Exhales]
Grace...
I swear to you, I'm gonna make things right.
You have my solemn word.
[Sniffs]
Doctor, I've been thinking.
You want to be careful, Frank. That can be dangerous.
I think we should call the police.
I think we should tell them what happened...
about Kit Walker, about Sister Felicity...
about that... monster.
And what about you?
You shot and killed an unarmed woman, Frank.
Are you quite sure you want to bring the authorities into this?
Yeah, I'm ready to face whatever consequences come for me.
Then I'll see what I can do.
[Door Shuts]
[Man Screaming, Faint]
♪ God rest you merry gentlemen ♪
♪ Let nothing you dismay ♪
♪ For Jesus Christ our Savior ♪
- ♪ Was born on Christmas Day ♪♪ - I've been asking myself...
how is it the devil can move so freely here among the sacred icons?
How does a demon wear a crucifix...
and not burn the flesh it inhabits?
And then I realized... It's her.
You're using Mary Eunice...
her purity... as a shield.
What if I were to slit this soft throat...
and release her soul to heaven?
Then where would you go, foul thing?
I might just jump into you.
You made a big mistake coming back here.
No, you made a mistake...
and I'm about to send you back to the hell that made you.
Yeah? What are you gonna do?
Cane the devil out of me?
This demon, it tricks you.
- [Laughing] - [Record Scratches]
- [Knocking] - Sister, may I have a word?
[Sister Jude Panting]
Dr. Arden...
[Sighs] Call Security.
We have an intruder.
You're making a mistake, Doctor.
Because you deny God, you can't see the devil right in front of you.
See that she doesn't come back on the property.
[Man Screaming, Faint]
[Door Shuts]
We have a problem.
I can handle Jude.
I didn't mean Jude...
although I wouldn't underestimate her if I were you.
Our former Irish cop is feeling the need to confess.
I've got it under control.
[Hinges Squeaking]
[Grunts]
Oh, Sister Jude. I thought you never wanted to see me again.
Jude is gone.
There's been a change in management.
Try to remain presentable.
There's a photographer coming from the Gazette to take our picture.
I would like to see bright, shining faces...
delighting in your bag of chestnuts and your new hymnal.
- Sister? - Gifts from the monsignor himself.
[Stammering] These cuffs, huh?
They're heavy, and they dig in.
Where's your Christmas spirit, Sister?
What do you take me for, an idiot? Huh?
You killed 18 people from five families in one night.
You might expect to remain in irons for the rest of your life.
I don't want to be in your shitty picture then.
I don't want to be any part of your damn lie.
- Yeah, what lie is that? - Nothing like a picture of happy, shiny faces...
to take away the guilt of locking us away.
You got that backwards, Mr. Emerson.
The picture is to remind the public...
that without Briarcliff, you would be out there living among them.
And that's why you will be front and center...
shackled...
and under control.
[Man] I got some more here.
- [Whispering] What's he doing? - Who, Sean?
He's handing out the presents, like you asked.
He's wearing that silly hat and that ridiculous beard.
Now, I thought I very was clear...
about how I wanted Christmas celebrated.
All respect, Sister, I really don't see the problem with it.
The patients love it. It makes Sean and the boys happy.
And St. Nicholas was a saint.
[Sister Mary Eunice] The photographer's here!
Sister Jude, the newspaper photographer is here.
[Sister Jude] I thought we decided...
that you would bring him in when we were ready.
[Sister Mary Eunice] I'm sorry. Are we not ready?
- [Grunts] - [Screaming]
[Patients Shouting]
- [Shutter Clicks] - Take him to the hole!
Oh, you really don't want me out there with other people this time of year.
Not as yourself.
Your beard goes perfectly with the suit.
- Jesus, you don't know what Christmas means to me? - I do, Lee.
I know you were a petty criminal thrown in jail...
for shoplifting a loaf of bread...
and while you were in there...
the jailers went caroling in the cell block...
and five men held you down...
and took your virginity.
Well, the first one did.
The others took your dignity...
and your self-esteem and...
and most importantly...
[Whispering] Your Christmas spirit.
But then you got out, and you found the suit...
and it gave you everything you were missing.
You see, I-I knew who deserved to live and who deserved to die...
uh, who was naughty, who was nice.
You had the power, Lee. You can have it again.
Who do you want to be?
The victim...
or the victor?
♪♪[Pop. Intro]
♪ Rockin'around the Christmas tree ♪
- [Door Opens] - [Arden] Sister.
I hope I'm not interrupting.
Come on in, Arthur.
♪... Hung where you can see ♪♪
I was just thinking about my Christmases.
There were so many of us that all we got was a tangerine and socks.
[Chuckles]
Did you celebrate Christmas in your Nazi household?
We had wonderful Christmases when I was a boy.
They're some of my fondest childhood memories.
And in that spirit...
I've brought you a Christmas present...
since you've now become my family.
You're joking.
How adorable.
Is it Tabu perfume?
Open it. I think you'll be pleased.
Knowing you, it's probably some cheap toilet water from the Woolworth's.
Yardley's Lavender. Christ, why even get my hopes up?
Well, la-di-da.
Mother of God. Are they real?
Very.
Rubies are the most glamorous of all.
You couldn't have found them in this dreary town. Are they family heirlooms?
They belonged to a Jewess in the camp.
She was always reminding people...
that she was a woman of considerable means...
and that her husband was an influential and wealthy doctor in Berlin.
She was constantly complaining to me...
about her stomach problems...
and as a doctor I thought I ought to do something about it.
So I followed her, one day, to the latrine...
thinking I might diagnose her condition if I had a stool sample.
She was in there, on her hands and knees...
picking through her own feces to retrieve those earrings.
She confessed to me that she swallowed them...
every day, day after day...
carrying them around inside of her...
as if, someday, she might return to her former grandeur.
A ridiculous woman.
She died from internal bleeding.
The earrings were very hard on her intestines.
Obviously, I retrieved them.
I knew someday I'd meet someone...
who was worthy of their exceptional beauty.
You were very clever to retrieve them, Arthur.
Look how beautiful they are on me.
They bring out the rose in my cheeks.
Oh.
You're such a sap.
[Laughs]
Not exactly for the reasons you may think...
but a sap nonetheless.
I so dearly hoped you'd throw them back in my face...
that you couldn't bring yourself to touch those shit-stained earrings.
I was hoping there'd be a glimmer of horror...
a glimmer of that precious girl...
who was too afraid even to take a bite of my candy apple.
You're pathetic.
And gee whiz, I just hate to break it to you...
but you're no angel either.
Now...
I have work to do.
And you're either with me...
or you're against me...
and if you're against me...
even God can't help you.
- [Coughs] - Cook has a terrible habit...
of forgetting to wash his hands.
- I keep telling him. - I haven't eaten anything.
I'm just upset.
I need to know if Sister Mary Eunice talked to the police.
If Sister Mary Eunice says she's going to do something...
then you have to believe it has been done.
You need to stop fretting.
[Man Groans]
[Kit] You died.
Who is that back there?
Another unfortunate soul.
Nothing you need to worry yourself about.
[Woman Screaming, Faint]
I feel much better.
Thank you.
[Bell Tolling]
I don't know what to do for you. You've lost your credibility at Briarcliff.
I want to help you, but I don't know how.
- You've got to help me get back into Briarcliff. - I don't know, Jude.
Look at me.
Don't I look different?
I'm not running anymore...
and God had a plan for me all along...
to be a soldier in his army.
But we're losing that war.
Did you know the National Broadcasting Company...
is showing Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer this very week?
Nothing about Christ...
nothing about the Nativity story.
This country's turn...
toward unadulterated blasphemy...
frightens me.
It worries me deeply.
But that's how the devil works.
Bit by bit...
he turns our eyes away from God.
But he can't have her!
No.
I will do what I can.
- I promise, Jude. - [Phone Ringing]
- Yes? - [Bell Tolling]
Thank you.
You have a visitor.
[Tolling Continues]
I can't remember the last time I was in a house of worship.
Why are you here?
You and I got off on the wrong foot right from the very beginning.
Perhaps it's because we're both such strong personalities.
But although our ideologies may differ...
I believe our commitment to Briarcliff is equally matched.
- What is this? - I think you must know...
how hard it was for me to come here...
to turn to you, of all people.
I don't have time for the prologue.
Just say it.
You were right...
about Sister Mary Eunice.
She's in desperate trouble.
I had hoped to come up with a medical explanation for it...
but I can't.
[Thudding]
[Sighs] She doesn't know I'm here.
You're afraid of her.
No. That's not it.
I have my work to do.
I can't be babysitting a deranged nun all day long.
That's what you came for?
A babysitter?
Yeah, well, go to hell.
You were right about me too.
I don't believe in God, but I do believe in evil.
I've seen it...
up-close and personal.
I have no doubt.
That's why her purity meant so much to me.
She had this...
light in her.
The light's gone out.
Please...
and that's not a word I use often...
I'm begging you...
please help me.
I'm doing this for her, not you.
You must follow my every instruction. No questions asked.
You swear to me?
I swear.
♪ O holy night ♪
♪ The stars are brightly shining ♪♪
I'd like to present you all with this star...
this... beacon...
of Bethlehem.
It was handcrafted for the Archdiocese of Boston.
I've decided that this year, it should hang on your tree.
[Applause]
Sister, please. [Chuckles]
What a triumph.
You've renewed these halls, Sister.
- Even your tree shows imagination and resourcefulness... - [Chuckles]
Filled with the daily icons of their lives.
It reminds me of Marcel Duchamp...
and the school of found-object art.
So clever and forward-thinking.
[Whispers] Just what's been missing.
Thank you, Monsignor.
I've had these ideas for a while.
- Oh, and Lee Emerson. - Mmm.
I must confess, I was more than a little concerned...
with your instincts to offer him Christmas largess.
But look at him. A renewed soul.
What do you say we blow this pop stand...
go savage a few elves, and then suck on each other, hmm?
[Crunching]
[Monsignor Howard] So, Arthur?
Monsignor.
There is a palpable spirit of love and joy in this room.
What say we put aside our... difficulties...
and celebrate this successful transition?
Our young Sister Mary Eunice...
is quite a treasure, isn't she?
That she is. More than you can possibly imagine.
Frank? We need you up here. And, uh, bring the ladder.
I want to hang this star before the entertainment portion of our party.
We are watching Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer.
Ah, what a treat.
[Women] ♪ Christmas ♪
- ♪ Snow's coming down ♪ - [Grunting] Look what I brought for you.
[Alma] Is it big?
[Groans] Big enough to break my back.
- ♪ Christmas ♪ - ♪ Lots of leaves all around ♪
♪ Christmas ♪
♪ Baby, please come home ♪
[Groans] Hands off, woman.
I got a bun in that oven.
Really? I thought I was just eating too much pie.
Keep eating. I want that kid to pop out fat and happy.
What if it's a girl?
But it's not.
- ♪ Baby, please come home ♪ - Mmm.
♪ They're singing "Deck the Halls"♪♪
But what if it is a girl?
Then I'll love her to the moon and back.
I just have a hunch.
I want to teach this kid baseball.
- And football. - [Grace] And how to change a tire.
What? I can't teach him.
- Grace. - [Laughs]
- What's this about? - I'm so sorry, Grace.
I should have stayed gone. If I hadn't come back...
Shh. Who cares about that?
Dance with me.
[Lana Whispers] Kit.
Kit, can you hear me?
They're saying you escaped custody.
I heard on the radio there's a manhunt.
The police are still looking for you.
[Whispering] Oh, God.
If they don't know you're here...
they don't know what happened to me either.
No one is coming for either of us.
And he's still out there.
- Grace? - No, Kit.
It's Lana.
I haven't seen Grace. I don't know where she is.
- Dead. - What?
Grace is dead.
We have to get you out of here.
We both have to get out of here.
They've got you doped up.
I just have to get to a telephone. I need to call the police.
- They're gonna fry me. - No.
No one is gonna fry you, Kit.
You're innocent, and I can prove it.
It was Thredson.
What?
He murdered those women, not you.
He took me, Kit.
He showed me where he did it.
It was him.
That's why he got himself appointed to your case...
to get you to confess to crimes that he committed.
He hurt you?
They need to know.
They have to get there before he does it again...
and before he destroys the evidence.
- I have to get to the phone. - Lana?
Are you really here?
I'm really here.
And I'm coming back.
You kept your word, Dr. Arden.
Where is Sister Mary Eunice now?
In the common room, hosting a Christmas party.
Well, she should be stopped for that reason alone.
You sure you don't need any help?
No. Only I can reach her. I just need time.
Bring her to my office.
Lock the door.
And don't let anyone interrupt us.
Consider it done.
- I never thought I would see it. - What's that?
The day you and I would work together.
- [Chattering] - Coming through.
♪♪[Phonograph. Woman Singing Christmas Carol]
Sister Mary Eunice, you really have stepped out...
from the shadow of Sister Jude...
shining brighter than anyone could have imagined.
Thank you, Monsignor.
If you could stay just a little bit longer...
Frank is about to put your star on the tree.
Oh, no, Sister, like the mythical jolly old elf...
I, too, have more than one visit on this festive night.
But I am happy and grateful to leave Briarcliff in your capable hands.
Okay, hand me the star.
[Patients Clamoring]
[Groans]
[Glass Shatters]
Oh, dear. Two steps forward, one step back.
[Groaning]
- Frank, you all right? - Yeah. I-I'm fine.
- Can you take him to solitary? - I'd be glad to.
[Grunts] Get him up.
Turn him around.
- [Handcuffs Ratchet] - All right.
Sister Mary Eunice...
there's a pressing matter in your office that needs your attention.
[Door Shuts]
Hope you're not planning on making a toll call.
[Grunts]
Hey, Frankie! What about the outfit?
Sister's instructions were just to throw you back in your hole.
Do not open until the next Christmas after never.
You'll rot in there, you bastard.
He give you any trouble?
- No, Sister. - Oh.
[Whispering] I think he did.
[Groans]
[Gasping, Gagging]
[Sighs]
Now...
how did this get in the building?
I pray we're not looking at a rampage.
[Wheezing Laugh]
- [Whispering] - [Man Screaming, Faint]
[Door Opens, Closes]
- What are you doing here? - I'm here to open my present.
[Lock Clicks]
I trust now my loyalty is no longer in question.
Ho, ho, ho.
Hmm?
[Doorknob Rattling]
Dr. Arden, open this door!
I'd put the lion's share of blame on that sexy little sister.
She really doesn't like you.
- What's this all about? - You left me in that hole to rot.
But you're out now. Anything is possible.
Let me pray with you.
I think I'd rather tell you about my fantasies...
like the one where I jam this gigantic crucifix up your ass...
or the other one...
where I take my rotting teeth...
and my foul-breathed mouth...
and chomp down on your dried-up...
- Help me! Please! - Oh, Sister, where's your sense of Christmas spirit?
I'm just beginning to feel the comfort and joy.
Help me!
Dear God, someone help me!
- [Thudding] - Someone help me!
Does this offend your delicate sensibilities?
Actually, I find it rather tedious.
Now if you'll excuse me...
I have more pressing matters to take care of.
[Sighs]
How did you find me?
Well, you were in a car accident. The details were in all the papers.
"Escaped mental patient returned to ward."
You'll never get away with it, not as long as I have a voice.
Is that what you were doing on the phone? You were going to call the police?
You know what I've been doing since you left me?
I've been in mourning.
You made me kill Bloody Face.
I've been through every inch of my house with a toothbrush, cleaning up.
No bone, no skin...
no drop of blood escaped my scrutiny...
and the furnace has been burning red-hot, believe me.
You haven't made me disappear. I'm a witness.
To the courts? An unreliable one at best.
In fact, I was just gonna let you talk.
With no hard evidence, who do you think they'll believe...
the doctor or the patient?
But then I thought about how you betrayed me.
I opened my heart to you.
I told you my story...
and you used it to confuse me.
You made me give you my intimacy...
and that is a wrong that I need to make right.
You're insane.
Everyone is gonna be able to see that.
I've lost so much recently...
I feel like I've been set adrift in the open sea.
But now that you're here...
so close to me again, well...
I feel like I've been found.
[Whimpering, Gasping]
No!
[Muffled Shouting] Get off...
Shh.
Do you believe in fate, Lana?
- Hmm? - [Muffled Sobbing]
We've been drawn together like magnets...
and I must admit I didn't fully understand why until now.
But like the phoenix, who had to turn to ashes...
Bloody Face had to burn so he could be born again.
And your skin...
will be the start of a whole new Bloody Face.
No! [Shouting, Whimpering]
[Gasping]
[Panting]
It's just you and me, Sister. God's off having schnapps with the nice Santa.
- I'm not the enemy. - You're not the only enemy.
You just happen to be the one I'm focusing on right now.
- Whee! - [Groans]
- [Cane Striking] - [Gasping, Groaning]
I take that back.
Maybe God is here...
and...
he's giving me a sign.
Oh, yeah. [Chuckles]
- [Gasps] - Oh, yeah.
- No! - My welts never healed.
No sunlight...
no medicine, no bathing...
- and you never... - [Grunts]
Ever checked on me, not once.
They're putrid now.
They're seeping pus.
Maybe I'll have you lick them after I'm done, huh?
[Sharp Groan]
Remember what you said? Huh?
We're going to soften you up...
so God doesn't have to work so hard...
- to enter you with his light. - [Cane Strikes]
- Guess what. There is no God. - [Groans]
- But there is a Santa Claus. - [Groans]
We have to kill him.
Wait, wait, wait. Stop.
Wait a minute! Stop it!
- Stop! - You have to let me do this.
We need him.
He's the only thing standing between me and the electric chair.
[Whispering] Why is there still a manhunt?
Why haven't they turned you in?
[Loud Buzzing, Droning]
[Groaning]
- [Gasping, Groaning] - [Electricity Crackling]
- [Electronic Squeal] - [Buzzing, Droning Stops]
[Panting]
Are we having fun yet?
You softened up enough to receive the light?
Except it won't be God...
and, actually, it won't be light.
[Sister Jude Groaning]
Having fun yet?
[Grunts]
[Gurgling]
[Gasping, Groaning]
[Panting]
This isn't gonna work forever.
Look at the dust. It's a junk room.
They practically never come in here.
But you're right. We'll have to think of something.
I'll finish.
Get back to the infirmary before they realize you're gone.
One day I'll bury you.
[Grunts]
Please, have a seat, Mr. Morgan.
Do you mind if I call you John?
Johnny.
And how did you come to find me, Johnny?
I saw your ad in one of those magazines they have in the mail.
The PennySaver.
You probably saw my smoking cessation ad.
Guaranteed results or your money back?
I don't smoke.
Well, you certainly don't look like you need to lose any weight.
Your ad said something about curbing compulsions.
Absolutely.
I've found posthypnotic suggestion...
to be one of the most powerful weapons in a therapist's arsenal.
I wanna stop. I really do.
If I have to go on medication, whatever...
I'm willing to try.
Tell me about the behavior you wanna curtail.
- Start from the beginning. - I always, uh...
had these impulses, you know, even as a kid.
First time I tried it, it was scary...
but felt amazing.
My whole body came alive.
When my foster family saw the evidence, they kicked me out.
I bounced from house to house until I learned how to hide it.
It's a shame so many people have such a negative reaction...
to something so natural.
- Was that the first time you touched yourself? - No.
I skinned a cat.
It was already dead.
So, you went around finding dead animals?
Yeah. First couple of times.
Then I learned that killing them...
was just as good, even better.
And this compulsion followed you into your adult life?
No. I don't harm animals anymore.
I haven't since I was a teenager.
Did you know that killing animals...
is a predictor for psychopaths?
I learned that in prison. Armed robbery.
But it got me thinking.
What made me the way I am?
Who were my real parents?
Well, I had a computer at the joint...
and I didn't have nothing but time, so...
Mr. Morgan, you know, l... I may not be qualified to help you.
No, you have to help me, Doctor.
I don't know what to do, because those thoughts haven't stopped.
If anything, they've gotten harder to ignore since I found out who I am.
And what do those thoughts tell you to do?
They tell me to retrace my roots.
So I'm renting the house where my father lived.
They also tell me to hurt women.
But not just hurt them.
Skin them.
Like the cats.
- [Screaming] - Stop moving.
[Screaming Continues]
Shut up! This is delicate work.
I didn't have the same skills as my father.
I didn't get the medical training. I made a mess.
- You think it's too late? - It's never too late to turn yourself in.
No, to go to medical school. I'll never live up to him.
That's why I want it to stop.
You see, my name isn't Morgan.
It's Thredson.
I'm the son of Bloody Face.
[Thunderclap]
You wanted a word with Miss Winters?
What did I tell you about knocking?
Oh, it won't happen again, Sister.
Have a seat.
Your Jude imitation is spot on.
For a moment there, I thought you might cane her.
Mm-hmm. Awfully sassy for a girl in your condition.
What condition is that?
Well, the good news is...
you seem to have conquered your sexual perversion.
The bad news is...
the rabbit died.
If I were my Aunt Celeste...
I would offer you a Drano margarita.
- A what? - You add half a cup of Drano...
for every two weeks you've been pregnant to a margarita.
It's what she gave my slutty cousin Molly...
when she got preggers by Billy Porter.
I'm pregnant?
So, are we still sticking to the whole rapist story?
It's interesting you haven't mentioned Dr. Thredson once since you came in here.
Are we starting to get sweet on him, now that we're carrying his child?
Actually, the whole rape thing...
must have been some kind of hallucination from the car crash...
when l... I hit my head.
Well, whoever the daddy is...
there's a little life growing inside of you.
I can't keep this baby.
I can't have this baby inside me.
You can have this baby, and you will have this baby.
This is an insane asylum. People hump like bunnies here.
You're hardly our first unwed mother.
Most of the babies, they... they are born a little... ooh-hoo!
So our staff is very experienced at calming them...
and preparing them for relocation...
to St. Ursula's Home for Lost Children.
You're worse than Jude. You're a sadist.
Calm down, Mommy...
or it's going to be a very long nine months.
And we don't wanna have to restrain you, do we?
- May I go? - Of course.
[Bell Tolling]
You're awake. I'm so relieved.
Oh, Monsignor.
[Whimpers]
No, no, no. You mustn't move.
You've been injured, I'm afraid. Shh.
- What happened? - You don't remember?
[Gasps]
You killed a man, God rest his soul.
I had no choice. I was defending myself.
He tried to murder me... and worse.
You've become unhinged. That's clear.
- I blame myself. I should have seen it sooner. - What...
The pressures of running this place were too much for you.
[Grunts] No!
You've grown paranoid, seeking conspiracy...
and now Frank McCann is dead.
What did you say?
[Man] Kindly speak up.
[Lee] I saw the nun, Sister Jude, attack Frank McCann.
It was horrible.
And then what happened?
I made sure the other inmates were secure...
and then alerted Dr. Arden to the situation.
- Why didn't you call the police? - There wasn't time.
It was, if you'll pardon the expression, bedlam.
Sister Jude was on a rampage.
She'd already killed Frank McCann, taken Lee Emerson hostage...
and locked herself in her old office.
I can't say any of this came as a surprise to me.
She'd been showing signs of instability for some time.
She seemed to be taking on the delusions of some of the patients here.
She accused Dr. Arden of being a Nazi.
She came to me...
convinced that her young protégé, Sister Mary Eunice...
was possessed by the devil.
When I informed her I would be removing her from her position here...
she became inconsolable.
[Sister Mary Eunice] She threatened me with the same straight-edge razor...
that she used to murder Frank McCann.
She smelled of liquor and... cigarettes.
We had her escorted off the property.
I-I-I should have called the police then. I just...
I never for a moment thought something like this could happen.
I saw her do it. I saw Sister Jude...
murder Frank McCann in cold blood...
and then try to do the same to me.
Isn't it true that you yourself were responsible for the death of 18 people?
Well, sir, the state found me not responsible...
which is why they put me in here.
But yes...
Oh, yes, I am responsible. I know that now.
I've had time to reflect upon my crimes.
Your Honor, Christmas '62 was a very bad time for me.
And the only solace I have is knowing that...
because of what I did...
there are 18 more people in heaven.
That's a unique perspective, Mr. Emerson.
Well, I do know, sir, that no matter what...
I-I can't... hate Sister Jude for what she did to me.
But I can try to forgive her...
and I can carry on on my own personal road to true redemption...
so that one day when I enter the gates of heaven...
I can apologize personally to each of those 18 people...
that I sent there before me.
Hmm.
Court magistrate has determined...
that you will live out the remainder of your days here at Briarcliff.
You will, of course, be stripped of your clerical standing.
No longer will you be a sister of the Holy Catholic Church.
You are once again...
Miss Judy Martin... patient.
No, you can't do this to me!
You did it to yourself.
Come back here, you son of a bitch! Come back here!
Oh! It's a setup!
God help me! [Screams]
[Chattering]
Apparently, she had quite the secret inner life.
Oh, Sister. [Chuckles] You... startled me.
I'm just packing up her things...
so they can be donated to the poor.
I was as shocked as you are when I first saw this.
I wonder who she was fancying when she wore it.
Of course none of this is of our concern. [Chuckles]
We had a dream together, you know.
She told me. She said you wanted to be pope.
Those things were said in confidence.
You know what I said to her when she told me your dream?
I said, "Rome is where that man belongs."
She was so happy...
when you said you wanted her on that journey with you...
like a girl who just received a marriage proposal.
I can't help but wonder if I'd been paying closer attention...
could this tragedy have been averted?
Oh, Monsignor, as she herself would say...
"No time for navel gazing.
Too much to be done."
You've had to focus on your own goals.
"There is no other goal than to save souls."
She also said that.
Of course.
I know I, uh... I can't begin to fill...
the shoes of the Sister Jude we all knew and loved.
But let me say... I'm here to serve you.
I wanna help you save souls...
all the way to Rome.
[Door Buzzes]
[Patient Wailing]
[Thunder Rumbling]
Get away from me! Get away from me! No!
I demand to speak to someone!
Now, now, Sister Jude, you mustn't behave so.
She's no sister no more. She's no queen of the castle neither.
She's just a naughty patient.
- Now, do as you're told. Take these pills. - No!
Or I'll have to force 'em down your gullet.
[Shrieks]
You cut me again, and I'll call Frank in here.
Oh, but I can't, because you already clipped Frank but good.
No! That's a lie! Get off of me! Get off of me!
- [Shrieking] - What's all this fuss then?
That's quite enough.
Timothy, please.
Why don't you go and find some other tasks for the moment.
- Yes, Monsignor. - Of course, Father.
Timothy.
Well, I was hoping you might be up for a visitor...
but I see that our adjustment period continues.
No. No. [Whimpers]
Monsignor, please.
Don't go.
Are you sure?
[Sniffles] I'm better now.
What's he doing here?
Lee... has something he would like to say to you...
and...
I think you'll find it more medicinal...
than any pill.
Shh.
Lee.
I forgive you.
- You forgive me. - I do.
[Sister Jude] Make it tight, Frank.
Make it tight. I like it tight. Just ask Sister Chastity.
- I'll deal with Sister Chastity. - You might start by picking a new name for her.
[Chuckles, Grunts]
You know, I thought by allowing you time...
in the general population...
that it would have had a civilizing effect on you...
but clearly, I was wrong, Mr. Emerson.
So you'll spend the next couple days here...
reflecting on your behavior.
How can I reflect with my hands tied down?
- You're disgusting. - We all got our crosses to bear.
Come on. Where's your spirit of forgiveness?
I reserve it for those who are truly repentant.
All God's chillun gotta have forgiveness. Isn't that what your church teaches you?
I'm under no obligation to forgive you.
I'm no priest, and you are no penitent.
I don't need your forgiveness.
And therein lies the journey to true redemption...
I hope, for both of you.
[Door Closes]
[Door Opens]
- It's me. - What are you doing here?
- Shit. Did they find him? - Not yet.
- Are you okay? You look terrible. - Kit.
- We have to kill him. - What?
We should've done it when we had the chance.
They're gonna find him, and then he'll be free again...
- and we cannot wait for that to happen. - We're not going to.
Lana, he's the only thing standing between me and the death house.
We have to get him to confess.
- You know what sodium pentothal is? - It's truth serum.
[Patient Screams, Faint]
Even if we could get our hands on some...
those confessions are deemed inadmissible in court.
- It'll never fly. - I'm desperate.
I don't know why they haven't turned me into the state police yet.
Maybe because I've seen too much here.
But either way, I need Thredson to talk.
I think I might know how.
[Wheels Rolling]
- [Loud Droning, Buzzing] - [Electricity Crackling]
[Switch Clicks]
[Gasping]
You know how this goes.
You make a sound, I bash your face in.
[Exhaling]
You'd like to kill me right now, Oliver, wouldn't you?
This might change your mind.
- What is this? - It's the ultimate cosmic joke.
You got me pregnant.
I'm gonna be a father.
No, Oliver, you're not gonna be a father.
- Not this time. - What do you mean?
No. No. Lana, please.
Please. Please don't give him away.
I know what it's like to be raised in the system.
Oliver, stop!
This monster you planted inside me...
I'm getting rid of it.
And since I'm stuck here, I'm gonna have to get creative.
No.
Lana, no, please.
This is a mercy killing, Oliver.
No baby should have to grow up knowing Daddy is Bloody Face.
No. He'll never have to know.
Kit Walker is gonna take the fall for those crimes.
I promise you, it'll all work out.
Is that how you see it?
Lana. You know me. I can change.
I have great determination, and now I have reason.
Really?
- You gonna be a real stand-up guy now? - Yes.
You owe me this.
- Hey. - It's my child too. Please.
You're a sociopath.
You can't be honest with anybody.
I can. I can be honest. I can. Please help me.
[Gasping, Whimpering]
Sit.
Okay.
Donna Burton. Why did you choose her?
I saw her... at the library a couple of nights.
What did you like about her?
Her skin...
was fuzzy like a peach...
and I wanted to feel it.
So you skinned her alive.
Yes.
And Allison Riedel?
She was a secretary in my dentist's office.
[Panting] I always liked her.
I put her to sleep first, but she kept talking to me.
I was so confused.
And what about Wendy?
She never loved you.
She locked you away.
[Thredson's Voice] Her skin was fuzzy like a peach.
- I wanted to feel it. - [Lana's Voice] So you skinned her alive.
- What... - Hey.
- And Allison Riedel? - [Recorder Clicks]
- I think we got it. - [Lana] Hide that tape.
I'm not finished here.
You bitch.
So it was all an act, huh? You were never pregnant.
No, that part was true. Was. Sadly.
Your beloved baby died last night.
- [Thunder Crashing] - [Whimpering]
It started as a trickle.
But within an hour, it was a bloody mess.
[Thunderclap]
- [Thredson] No. - It really wasn't that bad actually.
God, you're a monster. You are worse than I am.
Kill an innocent child!
I've got bakery duty later.
And after knife count, I'm gonna pocket one...
and I'm gonna come back and slit your throat nice and easy.
I always wanted to know what it was like inside the mind of a killer.
- Now I know. - [Groans]
[Door Slams]
Ah, Mr. Walker. I thought it might be you.
You really shouldn't be wandering around these halls, you know.
You're not even officially part of this institution.
However, I'm very glad you're here.
We have so much to talk about.
AprÃ¨s vous, monsieur.
I always keep a bottle of 18-year-old single malt in my desk...
for special occasions like this.
I think you'll find this exceptionally smooth.
What are you doing?
- I'm just trying to be friendly. - Why?
Because I've seen what you've seen.
They were here... the creatures you told me about.
The little green men.
Except, of course, they're not green, are they, Mr. Walker?
No, they're obviously a great deal more powerful...
and technologically advanced than we are.
They're terrifying.
[Chuckles] They took Grace.
They took her body while I was trying to dispose of it.
What would they want with her?
That's what I've been asking myself.
Tell me, Mr. Walker.
Did you have sex with your wife just before she was taken?
- I've almost forgotten her. - I'll take that as a yes.
You also had relations with our Grace...
which is why Sister Jude wanted me to sterilize the two of you.
You're saying it's 'cause of me that those creatures took them?
They're experimenting...
probably refining some form of eugenics.
I want you to help me to bring them back.
They're studying you, Mr. Walker.
You're obviously valuable to them.
And a good scientist always protects his subject.
For example, if your life were threatened...
they would have to act to preserve their specimen.
What are you saying?
If you were to be brought to the brink of death...
they would return to reverse the process.
You wanna kill me?
No, Mr. Walker.
I want to almost kill you.
Of course, it would be ideal if you were to cooperate.
But then I'm not asking for your permission.
You're a crazy bastard...
but you got my permission.
If there's a chance I can see Alma again...
I'll do what I have to do.
Well, then, Mr. Walker, prepare to die.
[Switches Clicking]
You are nothing but trouble, lady. Give me that.
You ain't got the guts to kill no one.
Give me the knife, and we'll call it a night.
♪♪[Chorus. Spiritual]
Haven't prayed in years, Father.
- How does it feel? - Strange but good.
Nobody ever gave me this shot...
to rehabilitate myself.
As the figurehead of this institution...
I want all of our patients to find forgiveness...
and a new purpose...
even you...
in spite of your crimes.
Oh, I want to be saved, Father.
I'm already living in hell.
I don't want to spend eternity there too.
You could be my miracle, Lee.
Do you repent of your sins?
I do.
If I can turn a man like you towards Christ...
imagine the reforms I could make on a national scale...
and not just mental health.
Believe me, if I ascend to the highest ranks of the church...
I won't back down from the fight.
[Lee] You're quite an ambitious man, Father.
I just want to serve, and make a real difference in the world.
Do you renounce Satan and all things evil?
I do.
Turn your eyes to Christ, Lee.
Whatever shackles you...
your freedom lives in him.
Praise Jesus.
Do you intend to lead a new life...
putting God first in all things?
I do.
Then I baptize you in the name of the Father...
Son and the Holy Spirit.
Oh, thank you, Father. I feel like a new man.
Thank you, Sister. I just needed to lie down for a bit.
[Door Closes]
[Footsteps Receding]
[Door Closes]
[Door Clangs]
Hello, Oliver.
I'm here to keep my word.
Missing something, Miss Winters?
It was you. You let him out.
You let Bloody Face out. I know you did.
And what have you got here?
[Gasps, Clucks Tongue]
Miss Winters, I thought we talked about this.
It's too late. It's already done.
Really?
[Heart Beating]
[Sighs] Praise God.
Your attempt to murder this precious child was unsuccessful.
- You couldn't possibly know that. - Oh, but I do.
And I know something else.
[Whispering] It's a boy.
[Knocking]
I think I need another posthypnotic suggestion, Dr. Gardner.
I ate an entire bucket of chicken by myself last night.
[Gasps]
Dr. Gardner?
[Gasping]
[Screaming]
♪♪[Woman Singing "Dominique"In French]
[Door Opens]
♪♪[Continues]
My God. What did they do to you?
Nothing I didn't do to you.
Give me a cigarette.
Come on, goddamn it. Give me a cigarette.
I've earned it.
Thank you.
I'm sorry, Lana.
Can I call you Lana?
Sure.
I'm truly sorry for what I did to you.
What I did... was more than just wrong.
It was immoral.
It was criminal.
Yes.
I don't expect you to forgive me.
But I'm gonna make it up to you, I swear it.
How?
I'm gonna get you out of here.
Oh, yeah? Last time someone said that to me, it didn't go so well.
Yeah.
- You don't trust me? - No.
I don't trust anyone... or anything.
Yeah, well, I'm gonna earn your trust.
- You think so? - I do.
Yeah. Things are gonna change around here.
♪♪[Continues]
[Record Scratches, Stops]
[Patients Gasping]
- [Whimpers] - [Patients Chattering]
Well, hot damn.
That pink stuff... that's gonna kill me?
Potassium chloride?
I'll inject this directly into your heart muscle...
which will cause the heart to stop beating.
From my experience, it'll take approximately two to four minutes...
for all the oxygen in your brain to be depleted...
and then you'll die.
But you can reverse it. You can bring me back to life.
This syringe contains atropine...
extracted from deadly nightshade.
When I need to revive you...
I'll inject this, along with adrenaline, into your system.
These two drugs administered within two minutes after your death...
along with a sharp blow to your chest with my fist...
will restart the heart.
[Exhales]
I don't mind telling you... I'm scared.
[Chuckles]
I'll admit I'm feeling slightly apprehensive myself.
[Exhales]
Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name.
Thy kingdom come, thy will be done, on earth as it is in heaven.
What are you mumbling about?
It's the only prayer I can remember.
Just in case.
[Grunts, Exhales]
This is going to hurt.
[Groans]
[Grunting]
[Labored Breathing]
[Heartbeat Slowing]
[Heartbeat Stops]
- [Loud Droning] - [Electricity Crackling]
The baby's full-term. It won't be long.
Grace.
Who brought you here?
- I thought you were... - She'll need a room.
I'll look after her.
[Loud Droning]
Oh, God!
- [Gasping] - [Footsteps Approaching]
[Weakly] Help me.
I'm here.
[Grunts]
[Gasping]
[Panting]
Can you hear me?
- What happened? - You nearly died.
Your brain was almost out of oxygen.
You'll be seeing black spots for the next few days.
The rest of your senses will recover naturally.
[Coughs] Did it work?
Did they come?
No, Mr. Walker.
There was no visitation.
I waited as long as I could...
but finally, I had to revive you.
They seem to have repaired the damage done by the bullet.
[Dry Laugh]
How did you get in here?
I go where Grace goes. I've been charged to protect her.
Have you?
You can't even protect yourself.
They may have given you speech, Pepper.
Even a parrot can be taught to mimic.
But did they give you the capacity to think?
I sincerely doubt it.
Tell me, Polly... What did they put inside her?
I won't tell you anything.
If you're not going to tell me...
then I'll just have to find out for myself, won't I?
X-rays will harm the life growing inside of her.
- That's a chance I'm willing to take. - Stupid man.
You think they'd allow you to continue your barbaric practice?
She's protected.
Your X-rays won't penetrate her body. You'll see nothing.
Oh, but they've been watching you.
You think you're like them, with your clumsy experiments.
But they laugh at you, Dr. Arden.
They make jokes.
Here's a good one.
Knock, knock. Who's there?
Arden. Arden who?
Arden you the quack who'd make a better duck? [Laughs]
Huh.
Well, if taking X-rays won't work...
perhaps more invasive observation will.
I think her condition calls for an emergency C-section, don't you?
You can't do that.
Watch me.
[Scalpel Clatters]
Dr. Arden, you still see me as microcephalic.
No one takes a pinhead seriously.
When my sister's husband drowned her baby and sliced his ears off...
he told everyone I did it.
They tied me up and paraded me in front of the judge.
He took one look at the shape of my head, and I was locked up for good.
That's how it works with us freaks. We get blamed for everything.
But if something happens to Grace in here...
and she's harmed in any way...
there won't be anyone else to blame.
They'll take you...
open up your head and stir your brain with a fork.
Then, when you return...
you'll experience firsthand how people treat us freaks.
I'll take care of Grace.
Why don't you go to your whore nun...
have her soothe your deflated ego?
[Gasping]
[Thunderclap]
I'm haunted by the idea that Lee Emerson is still at large.
Believe me, Monsignor...
finding Lee Emerson is a top priority.
They're searching for him in five different states.
It's a huge manhunt.
I'm filled with remorse at my blindness about him.
You are not to blame.
I'll be sleeping right there...
if you need something during the night.
[Monsignor Howard] Have you come for me?
Why are you here?
You have more work to do.
The devil lives at Briarcliff in your favorite young nun.
You must cast her out.
[Monsignor Howard] I'm too weak.
- God will help you. - She'll know.
Guard your thoughts. Use your rosary.
Each bead is his name.
This is your moment, Timothy.
Thank you for everything, Sister.
I'll be back later.
I have to oversee a delivery.
Exciting new things are happening around here.
[No Audible Dialogue]
[Door Shuts]
[Chattering]
She's doing this to taunt me.
[Whistle Blowing]
People! I have an announcement to make.
As most of you know, recently our beloved recording of "Dominique"...
was smashed to pieces by someone...
who shall remain nameless.
In fact, I'll just call her patient number G2573.
But rather than allow...
one bitter woman's actions ruin things for everyone...
I've decided to take this opportunity...
to bring Briarcliff into the 20th century.
I dug into our rainy-day fund...
and bought this beautiful used jukebox.
I'm sure there's something in there that can appeal to everyone's taste.
Camels? A pack of Camels?
No, Gerard. It's not a cigarette machine.
It's a great big music box!
And for our maiden number, I would like to dedicate this one...
to our newest resident, patient number G2573...
Miss Judy Martin.
- [Chorus] ♪ Ooh, spell ♪ - Enjoy.
That's your name? Judy Martin?
Not anymore. We're all just numbers here.
[Man] ♪ I put a spell on you ♪
[Chorus] ♪ Ooh, spell ♪
♪ 'Cause you're mine ♪
♪ Ooh, spell ♪
Come on.
♪ Stop the things you do ♪
[Whispering] We have to talk.
- Something's happened. - Thredson's loose.
How do you know that?
♪ Watch out ♪
♪ I ain't lyin'♪
♪♪[Singer Screams]
- How'd he get out? - [Singer] Whool Whoo.
Son of a bitch.
♪♪[Continues, Faint]
Well, well, well, well, well.
Isn't this pleasant, the three of us sitting around...
like civilized people?
That's a wise move. I was about to bash your face in.
Hmm.
I know you were.
I admire your pluck.
It's a quality I hope you'll pass on to our child.
Oh, she didn't tell you either?
Her attempts to self-abort proved fruitless.
Our baby's strong, Lana. A survivor.
And he's the only thing that's keeping you alive right now.
As long as he's growing inside of your womb, you're safe.
Then what happens? You murder me?
Oh, no. I'll have to keep you around...
to breast-feed that baby for at least the first year.
The health benefits are myriad.
You are one sick twist.
And you're a wanted man. I wonder if they're offering a reward.
Find out. Turn me in.
Hmm. You'd like that, wouldn't you?
Go to the police...
and your illegally obtained, taped confession goes with you.
We can discuss that and other issues tomorrow...
when we resume your treatment.
That's right. Sister Mary Eunice has offered me...
a full-time position here at Briarcliff.
She's a remarkably forward-thinking administrator for a nun...
and surprisingly adept at untying slipknots.
♪... Spell on you ♪
- [Chorus] ♪ Spell ♪♪ - ♪♪[Singer Screams]
[Patient Screams]
- [Banging] - [Carl] Everybody up and out now!
- [Door Opens] - [Patients Chattering]
Move. Move. Let's go. Get up.
- [Woman Shrieks] - Step out.
- [Man] You heard him. - [Carl] Open those doors.
Get out here.
[Cackling]
Open your door.
Christine.
Room search, ladies.
We find it keeps our charges honest.
You mocking me?
I don't have time to mock you, Judy. I have work to do.
A lot of work, given your epic failure here.
You gave him a job? Are you insane?
- Guards! - Whoa, whoa.
Dr. Thredson is on the cutting edge of psychiatric medicine.
We need a guy like him around here...
to whip this place into shape.
Yeah, well, he's here for me, and you know it.
And when he murders me... which he will... you will be responsible.
Oh. Quite the contrary, Miss Winters.
Dr. Thredson is concerned for you... and for your unborn child.
- Take her to hydrotherapy. - No.
Strip her down and boil her for 20 minutes.
No!
Anyone else have a bone to pick with me?
I do.
[Chuckles] I bet you do, Judy.
Let's have a look in your room.
Fine. There's nothing in there.
Judy, Judy, Judy.
[Giggling]
Did you steal this from the kitchen?
I bet you got the idea from Shelley.
[Dry Chuckle] Very funny.
Do you think about the monsignor?
[Whispering] Vile thing.
This is awkward for me...
given our prior relationship...
but I can't have you diddling yourself all night long.
So punish me.
[Grunting] No, goddamn you. Let me go!
This is sadism!
Quite the contrary. You've exhibited clear-cut signs of manic depression...
for which electroshock therapy...
- is the prescribed treatment. - No!
Just look at Miss Winters. It completely cured her gynephilia.
[Sister Jude] Sister.
Sister, I know somewhere in there you can hear me.
This is wrong. It's wrong. It's wrong.
You know it's wrong!
[Groaning]
- [Gags] - Oh, Jude.
We're gonna burn those bad memories right out of you.
That runaway groom, those drunken blackouts...
all of it gone in a wisp of smoke.
[Arden] She's right, you know.
Most patients experience a sense of euphoria after the treatment.
- May I, Doctor? - Yes, you may. No higher than 50%.
[Electrical Humming]
- [Moaning, Gasping] - She's one tough cookie.
She may need a little extra.
- [Gasping] - [Humming Intensifies]
On.
- [Electricity Crackling] - [Muffled Screaming]
Oh.
Oh, it's healing quite well.
Too well if you ask me.
What could you mean by that?
After showing such kindness to a guttersnipe like Lee Emerson...
you deserve to be canonized.
These marks befit a future saint like you.
I command you, unclean spirit now attacking this servant of God...
to obey me to the letter... I, who am a minister of God...
Yeah, good one, Father. You want to hear mine?
There was a priest, the dirty beast, whose name was Alexander.
His mighty dick was inches thick.
He called it Salamander.
In Jesus' name I command...
Is yours inches thick...
Father?
[Ragged Breathing]
Stop it, please.
Mmm.
Your body disagrees with you.
L...
- I took a vow. - Mmm.
You don't say that with much conviction.
Please. Don't do this to me.
The Church means...
everything to me.
It's okay. We're like Adam and Eve...
two innocent children...
discovering each other's bodies for the first time.
- This is your first time, isn't it? - Yes.
I gave my body...
to... Christ!
What has he given to you?
Oh, come on, Father.
Don't you want to feel what it's like...
at least once... before you die?
[Groans]
[Gasps] Does it feel like a warm...
wet... hug?
God, no.
You have to stop.
- Are you sure? - Yes.
No! [Groans]
No, no. No, don't do it. Don't do it yet.
[Yells]
♪♪[Rock Intro]
♪♪[Chorus Vocalizing]
♪♪[Vocalizing Continues]
♪♪[Man Singing, Faint]
[Whispering] Holy shit.
[Chattering Voices Echoing]
[Laughter Echoing]
Looks like they turned the juice up extra high.
Why doesn't it make me feel any better?
♪ Yeah, way deep in love ♪
♪♪[Chorus Vocalizing]
♪♪ [Record Skipping]
♪ Lt'll be okay ♪
♪ Why do you tease me and treat me this way? ♪
- ♪ Hey, hey ♪ - Hey.
♪ Hey ♪
♪ Do you, you ♪
- ♪ Want me, baby ♪ - Sister Jude.
- ♪ You, you, you need me maybe? ♪ - It's me.
Lana.
♪ You and I, baby ♪♪
Lana Banana?
Do you know your name?
♪♪[Ends]
♪♪[Rock And Roll Intro]
♪ The name game ♪
♪ Judy ♪
♪ Judy, Judy, bo budy ♪
♪ Banana fanna fo fudy ♪
♪ Fee fi mo mudy ♪
♪ Judy ♪
[Whooping]
♪ Lana Lana, Lana, bo bana ♪
♪ Banana fanna fo fanna ♪
♪ Fee fi mo mana Lana ♪
♪ Come on, everybody ♪
♪ I say, now let's play a game ♪
♪ I bet you I can make a rhyme ♪
♪ Out of anybody's name ♪
♪ The first letter of the name ♪
♪ I treat it like it wasn't there ♪
♪ But a "B" or an "F" ♪
♪ Or an "M" will appear ♪
♪ And then I say bo, add a "B" ♪
♪ Then I say the name and banana fanna and a fo ♪
♪ And then I say the name again with an "F," very plain ♪
♪ And a fee fi and a mo ♪
♪ And then I say the name again with an "M" this time ♪
♪ And there isn't any name that I can't rhyme ♪
♪ Pepper Pepper, Pepper, bo bepper ♪
♪ Banana fanna fo fepper ♪
♪ Fee fi mo mepper ♪
♪ Pepper ♪
♪ But if the first two letters are ever the same ♪
♪ I drop them both and say the name ♪
♪ Like Bob, Bob Drop the B's... bo ob ♪
♪ For Fred, Fred Drop the F's... fo red ♪
♪ For Mary, Mary Drop the M's... mo ary ♪
♪ That's the only rule that is contrary ♪
♪ Okay? ♪
- ♪ Now say bo ♪ - ♪ Bo ♪
- ♪ Now Tony with a "B" ♪ - ♪ Bony ♪
- ♪ Then banana fanna fo ♪ - ♪ Banana fanna fo ♪
- ♪ Then you say the name again with an "F," very plain ♪ - ♪ Fony ♪
- ♪ Then a fee fi and a mo ♪ - ♪ Fee fi mo ♪
- ♪ Then say the name again with an "M" this time ♪ - ♪ Mony ♪
♪ And there isn't any name that you can't rhyme ♪
Whoo!
♪ Kit, Kit, bo bit, banana fanna fo fit ♪
♪ Fee fi mo mit, Kit ♪
♪ The name game ♪♪
[Whooping, Cheering]
♪♪[Ends]
[Patients Chattering]
Do you know your name?
Your name is Judy Martin.
Dr. Arden.
Dr. Arden, what are you doing? [Exhales]
An afternoon feeding, Hans?
That's unusual, isn't it?
I asked you not to call me that.
Oh, Hans, it's just us here after all.
There is no "us."
[Chuckles] Don't tell me you're jealous.
He didn't mean anything to me.
That I believe.
You know what I was thinking?
Wouldn't it be fun and, uh, therapeutically beneficial...
if we gave her a transorbital lobotomy?
Crack that thick skull open like a walnut?
No.
Why not?
Because you wish it.
[Man Grunting]
[Gasps]
The experiment is over.
[Groans]
[Chuckling]
My, my.
Quite a tantrum, Arthur.
[Sighs]
It's a farce.
Finita la commedia.
[Sobbing]
You... have no idea what it means...
to have lost you.
Jesus Christ.
You're being pitiful, Arthur.
Then... have pity on me.
[Groans, Moans]
[Patients Chattering]
Everyone, I'd like you all to stop what you're doing and go to the common room.
[Carl] Hang up your aprons and line up over here.
We'll all go together.
- [Man] Come on, George. - [Chattering Continues]
Jude, will you remain here, please?
The medication they give you is strong, I know.
It affects your motor skills. Here.
Take your loaf and push it with the heel of your hand.
Like this.
Oh. I'm all right.
At least my hands are all right.
I came to talk to you.
It seems I don't know who else...
I can unburden myself to.
You've always been a loyal and honest friend.
You've always had the gift of moral clarity.
I owe you an apology, Jude.
More than an apology. There are no words for my regret.
The devil...
lives inside Sister Mary Eunice.
You were right.
I tried to cast it out, but I failed.
In truth, it was an epic failure.
She'll destroy everything.
Why didn't I listen to you?
Why was I so stubborn?
She's destroyed you...
and now she's destroyed me.
My virtue is gone, Jude.
She took it from me, violated me.
I tried to resist, but...
I don't know where else to turn.
I'm struggling with whether I should renounce my vows.
[Sighs]
I need your counsel.
Should I confess and walk away...
from my beloved church...
and our dream?
[Sniffles]
What should I do?
Kill her.
And have Kit Walker brought to my office at 3:00 today.
Yes, Doctor.
And I think for this session we'll want to secure him in a straitjacket.
Will do.
That's Dr. Arden's office around the corner.
Thank you, Carl.
I can take it from here.
Dr. Arden?
It's Oliver Thredson. Are you in?
Dr. Arden?
Are you here?
Now, where would you keep your sodium pentothal?
[Woman Screaming]
Dr. Arden?
[Screaming Continues]
She's crowning.
"Be strong in the Lord...
and in the power of his might.
Put on the whole armor of God...
that ye may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil"...
[Together] "For we wrestle not against flesh and blood"...
"but against principalities...
against powers...
against rulers of the darkness of this world...
against spiritual wickedness in high places."
Are we having regrets, Father?
Did our little tryst turn your stomach into knots?
Or are we ready for round two?
I have to admit, I found your innocence...
quite intoxicating.
Don't touch me.
We will never repeat our indiscretion again.
Well, now it's not what you want.
You don't want to lay me on the ground.
You want to bury me beneath it.
That's why you're praying for strength.
How will you kill me?
A letter opener? No, I don't think so.
Unless you hit pay dirt on the first strike, it'll be messy.
What else?
You could bludgeon me with the statue of St. Francis.
That would be ironic... [Chuckles]
Considering that he renounced his debauchery before becoming a saint...
and you, Father, living your life in complete reversal.
Could you wrap your fingers around my throat...
[Whispering] And squeeze?
Hmm?
Or will you use your rosary like you did with Shelley?
- I don't know what you're talking about. - Oh.
You have no secrets from me.
Especially not after what we shared. I know it all.
But don't worry, Father.
Your little fantasy about killing me...
it hasn't put me off.
Quite the opposite.
I'm gonna make all of your dreams come true.
We will rise in the hierarchy of the church together.
Bishop...
cardinal...
dare we even say...
[Whispering] Pope?
I know it's what you want. Isn't it, Monsignor?
The desires of the flesh, they're nothing...
compared to the rewards of power and ambition.
You don't know me.
I know you're weak.
But I'm strong enough for both of us.
You're mine now...
body and soul.
I'm not yours. I never will be.
I'd rather die than allow you to defile the Church.
Are you talking? You've suddenly grown quite tiresome.
You'll not win.
You couldn't even defeat Sister Mary Eunice.
Her purity remains alive inside. I know it.
Don't make me reconsider my largess, Timothy.
I will cast you out and return Mary Eunice to her state of grace.
- [Groans] - I gave you a chance, Timothy...
but you've just pissed it away!
I'm done with you... and with your sweet nun.
I'm about to devour the last morsel of her soul.
[Sobbing]
[Gasping, Moaning]
I'm sorry, Monsignor.
I'm tired of fighting.
I want to let go.
Then let go of me, Sister.
Take me.
I'll take both of you.
[Monsignor Howard] We beseech thee, O Lord, in thy mercy...
to have pity on the soul of thy handmaid.
Restore to her that portion of everlasting salvation...
through Jesus Christ, our Lord.
She's been released from Satan's grip.
Satan's or yours?
I was told she fell from the third floor.
Evidently it was your grip that failed her.
Her everlasting soul has been set free.
Now we must help it find rest.
It's time to prepare her for burial.
No.
She needs to be cremated.
Cremation is a pagan practice...
and a denial of the doctrine of resurrection.
Monsignor, the very cells of her body were corrupted by the devil.
No.
She has to be cremated.
The crematorium here at Briarcliff?
It's still fully functional.
[Sighs] Very well. I will assist.
That won't be necessary.
I want to do it myself.
As a sign of sanctity...
sometimes God permits the dead body...
to emit an odor of sweet perfume.
It was said that when Santa Teresa de Ãvila died...
the smell of roses lingered in the convent for days.
What do you smell now, Monsignor?
Nothing but decay.
3:00, right on time.
Want me to stick around? He's got some attitude today.
We'll be just fine, Carl. Thank you.
There's nothing you can do to me to make me tell you where that tape's at.
Oh, I'm well aware of that. I diagnosed you long ago, Kit.
I know you'd rather die than give me what I want.
But there's an impulse in you that runs even deeper than your martyr complex...
and that's your savior complex...
particularly when it comes to women...
and, one would assume...
children.
- Kit. - Grace.
No. That's close enough.
[Baby Cooing]
That's not possible.
- You were... - Dead?
At least according to Dr. Arden's postmortem report.
Now, given Grace's condition...
one would either have to, "A"...
judge Arden as guilty of one of the most egregious misdiagnoses...
in the history of modern medicine...
or conclude that he's been up to something...
quite extraordinary in that laboratory of his.
Grace...
says that's your son.
Now, what are we to make of that?
Is it true?
It's true.
You believe her, don't you, Kit?
What are you gonna do?
That's entirely up to you.
What the... What?
I don't want to ruin it for you, but... Spot jumps.
Where is the tape, you bitch?
Oliver, is that any way to speak to the mother of your unborn child?
I'm the only one who knows where it is now.
Kit's not going to find out.
And if you do anything to him, anything at all...
or anyone else for that matter...
I'll find a way to get it to the police.
You know I can do it, Oliver.
I'm goddamn plucky. Remember?
Margaret.
Kevin.
And, uh, Milton.
[Muttering]
Doris... Dor...
Dori...
No. Dolly. Dolly.
Clyde.
Uh...
- Mother? - Hello, Jude.
[Sighs]
Mother... Superior.
Claudia. Mother Claudia.
The monsignor said you were speaking my name.
Wanted to say good-bye.
Good-bye?
I'm going to Rome.
The monsignor...
Taking me to Rome.
We're going to be pope.
We're getting married.
He likes my cooking.
I'm a rare bird.
Is it warm in Rome now?
She tried to steal... him away.
She rubbed her naked body on him. [Growls]
Ravish Me Red. Ravish Me Red.
Jude.
He killed her.
He had to.
We're getting married in the Vatican.
The devil was jealous.
Try and rest your mind.
You're a little confused.
[Sniffles]
Do you see that woman over there smoking a cigarette?
[Sighs]
Yes.
Her name is Lana Winters.
She doesn't belong here.
I put her here.
Help her...
get out.
- [Clicks] - [Flames Ignite]
[Sobs]
[Gears Clanking]
[Arden Screams]
[Inhaling]
[Dogs Barking In Distance]
[Lightbulb Buzzing]
[Knocking]
[Barking Continues]
Johnny, right?
[Johnny] Pandora?
That's me, honey. New and improved.
Had my baby three weeks ago.
Just wanted to make sure.
The pictures on the Web site don't show your beautiful face.
Oh, you won't be looking at my face...
not once these triple D's come out to play.
And trust me, I haven't had one complaint yet.
You understand what I want, right?
Mm-hmm.
You were, um... You were very clear.
I've been saving up all day, honey.
Even gave my baby a bottle of formula...
so there's no way... I'll run dry.
Ooh.
They're so juicy right now.
They're ready to burst.
[Sighs]
If you hear the sound of crying, will they leak?
- Mmm. - 'Cause l...
I heard that about new mothers and breast milk.
If I hear my baby cry...
I get this uncontrollable feeling...
like a faucet opening.
- And then I find myself... - Mmm.
With a soaking wet bra.
Breast-feeding is so important for early development.
Mmm.
I wanna take care of you, Johnny.
All you need is just...
a little mothering.
- Yeah. - But...
you don't have to cry...
to be my baby.
[Moans]
Are you hungry, baby?
How bad do you wanna taste this?
[Sighs]
- I'd kill for it. - [Moans]
- Then come to Mama. - [Panting]
[Moaning]
[Thunderclap]
[Hinges Creak]
[Thredson] Rise and shine.
- What time is it? - Well, it's time for you...
to spend some quality time with your baby, Papa.
- What have you done with him? - He's received his smallpox inoculation...
and he's on the schedule for circumcision later today.
Carl, you want to help Kit up? He looks a little weak in the knees.
Let's get him cleaned up.
[Shouting] What have you done to him?
What's your endgame, Thredson? Just tell me now.
Kit, you have a very limited understanding of me.
If there's anything in this world that I hold sacred...
it's a child's need for love and protection.
You and I would both move heaven and earth for our children.
♪♪['60s Pop Intro]
♪ Ooh, ooh ♪
♪ Our day will come ♪
Don't do that in front of the baby. Go to the corner.
All of you, move back! Move back!
♪ Ooh, ooh ♪
♪ We'll share the joy ♪
♪ Falling in love can bring ♪
♪ No one can tell me that I'm ♪
I want to name him Thomas, after my grandfather.
Yeah. I like that.
♪ I love you so ♪
How's your milk production, Grace?
If you're having any trouble with your letdown reflex...
there are some things that we can do to help with that.
I know everything you're up to.
You don't fool me for one second.
Carl, Pepper seems a bit agitated.
Why don't we take her for a quiet soak in the hydrotherapy room.
And turn up the temperature 10 degrees.
See if that helps with her nerves.
Everyone else, we'll have a group therapy session...
in the cafeteria.
We'll all have a chance to share our feelings about the new baby.
You two, enjoy your precious miracle.
♪ Our dreams have magic ♪
♪ Because we'll always stay ♪
♪ In love this way ♪
♪ Our day ♪
♪ Will come ♪♪
[Door Closes]
Am I crazy...
or does he look a little like me?
He looks exactly like you.
Do you wanna hold him?
- Yeah. - Come on.
[Baby Cooing]
[Baby Fussing]
Shh.
[Sniffles]
Grace.
L...
There are so many questions.
I don't even know where to begin.
It comes back to me in pieces...
but they're like shards of broken glass.
They don't... They don't fit together.
Just tell me what you remember.
Anything.
[Gunshot]
[Body Thuds]
I prayed for death.
I thought my prayers were answered when I saw a bright white light.
[Baby Cooing]
Just like old people talk about.
I thought it was heaven.
[Baby Crying]
Felt like I was being torn in half.
[Heart Beating]
I didn't think I could survive it.
But it was him.
Our baby.
They were putting him inside me.
How...
How did he grow so fast?
Time works differently up there.
Felt like a hundred years to me.
They're not like us, Kit. They're not cruel.
And Alma? You said you saw her.
She was alive.
They're not perfect, Kit.
They make mistakes.
[Gasps]
[Grace] I'm so sorry, Kit.
I know how much you loved her.
[Screaming]
All the plans you made...
to have children, build a life.
- You wanted all that with Alma, not me. - [Baby Squealing]
What did they want with her? With either of you?
- Our only link is you. - What?
What?
You're special, Kit.
Our baby is special.
People will listen to him.
He's gonna change the way people think.
Well, I don't know about all that. [Chuckles]
I just wanna be a decent father to him.
Alma would want that.
She'd want me to do the right thing.
Marry me, Grace.
Is that a "yeah"?
Yeah.
[Whispering]
[Grace] Maybe the monsignor can marry us.
Grace. Kit.
I'd like to introduce you to Sister Colette.
She's here from St. Ursula's Home for Lost Children.
I'm sorry to say she's here for the baby.
[Sister Colette] We have an excellent track record...
at placing lost children in loving homes.
He's not a lost child. I'm his mother. This is his father.
A pair of crazies in an asylum. Not exactly a Norman Rockwell.
You're not taking him.
I'm sure this is difficult for you, but we have to consider what's best for the child.
That's bullshit. A baby belongs with its mother. Everybody knows that.
- Give me the baby. Give me the baby. - Forget it. Stop! Stop!
- [Baby Crying] - You call yourself Christians?
- My baby! - I'll get him back for you, I swear!
- [Baby Crying] - [Thredson] Kit, I am so sorry.
I can only imagine the heartache of having your only son ripped from your arms.
[Gasps]
Maybe I can help.
- Lana Winters? - Yes?
- Please come with me. - Why?
I'm taking you out of this place, but we must be quick.
I don't know you.
My name is Mother Claudia.
- I am a friend. - I don't have friends in this place.
You have at least one.
She told me what she did to you...
and she's asked me to make it right.
You can't make it right.
No.
But maybe you can.
In some measure.
Your patient file.
Documentation of every foul thing that was done to you here.
Trust me when I tell you it can't possibly all be in that file.
Which is why you'll need it for your exposé.
It's irrefutable proof that you were here.
When your story comes out, there are those who will try to deny even that.
You want this place shut down.
I want it pulled down and the earth salted.
Now, the clothes you wore when you were admitted...
along with your personal effects...
are in the lavatory next door.
There's a taxicab on its way here now...
that will take you wherever you want to go.
- But we must hurry. - All right.
Hang on.
That goes with me.
There's just one more thing.
Sister Jude, it's Lana Winters.
Your friend Mother Claudia's taking me out of this place...
and she says that's because of you.
I'm coming back for you, Jude.
I won't leave you here.
[Kit] We both know if I get you that tape, I'm done for.
- You won't really do anything to help me. - You're wrong, Kit.
Get me that tape, and I will not only see to it...
that your son is not swallowed by the system...
but I will also do everything in my power to secure your freedom...
so you can be with him again.
You and Grace, together as a family.
I mean it.
Well, how do you figure to do that?
Well, for one...
the police are going to need a new credible suspect for the Bloody Face killings.
- I got one for 'em. - So have I.
Dr. Arthur Arden.
I understand he's come under suspicion a number of times already...
and with his sudden disappearance... his guilt is plausible.
But, Lana, she, uh...
She'll never tell me where that tape's at.
- I made her swear not to. - Just talk to her.
Try to get her to see reason.
Yeah, well, what if she won't? I mean...
She can be pretty stubborn when she wants.
She's a spirited girl.
If anyone can reach her...
it's you.
Okay.
I'll try.
[Door Opens]
[Door Slams]
♪♪[Chorus. Hymn]
[Lana] In a hurry, Oliver? Quick trip out of town?
Good. You are here.
Saves me the trouble of having to look for you.
- Did you come here just to bring me the tape? - The police have the tape.
They're going to be here very soon.
It's over.
You've been exposed.
[Sighs]
That's it?
It's done.
I knew this would happen one day.
I wondered how I would feel.
I thought I would go crazy, but I'm actually relieved.
Living with secrets is not...
healthy.
I was right, Lana.
I knew... you were the one.
I am the one.
I am the one that's going to put your ass in that electric chair.
You're gonna pay for every sick thing you did to me...
to Wendy...
and to every other woman you murdered.
Where do you think you're going?
Making myself a drink. Care to join me?
Sit down.
[Sighs] There is no alcohol where I'm going.
I'm not gonna let you take away my last chance to have a martini.
You sure you won't change your mind?
You think I'm crazy?
Oh, wait. That'd be you.
I think we established that when you chained me to the bed...
and called me Mommy.
[Moaning]
[Pandora] Go ahead, baby. You can call me Mommy.
[Sighs]
You'd be surprised how many...
how many men have mommy issues.
You think that's my problem?
From the way you drained my tit?
I'd either say that you have a mommy fixation...
or... a calcium deficiency.
[Chuckles]
Oh, honey, I'm just kidding.
I just wanna slow you down...
make sure you're enjoying yourself.
You're right.
I'm fixated.
I'm stuck on that cold bitch.
Oh, honey.
You tell me all about her.
[Johnny] She never loved me.
She didn't love my father.
There was only one person she ever loved.
[Lana] Tell me what you did with Wendy's body.
Nobody cares about a spinster schoolteacher.
Not the cops, nor the school or her family.
Everyone knows what she was...
what we were together.
And I'm the only one who gives a damn.
She deserves a proper burial.
Her story's pretty complicated.
- Are you sure you wanna hear all the details? - I wanna know everything.
She was the first body I had that remained intact.
I put her on ice just for you.
I was gonna dispose of the body, but...
once I realized how well things were going with us...
I thought she could come in handy... for practice, you know.
It was awkward at first. Every approach I made felt false, artificial.
It felt like she was watching me, being judgmental.
I must confess. I couldn't do it.
And I thought about plucking out her eyes.
But then I thought that's not real. I need to make this work.
And so I turned her around.
And finally it happened.
[Sighs]
More than once.
[Moaning]
It was a triumph... better than I ever thought possible, Lana.
- [Grunts] - Wendy allowed us to create...
this life you have growing inside of you.
It's a little miracle, if you think about it.
Where is her body, goddamn it?
Well, after you left me, I had to dispose of all the evidence.
So what I couldn't burn, I cut up.
There are pieces of her scattered from Plymouth to Springfield.
But you know what, Lana?
We'll always have Paris.
Let go, baby.
Cry your heart out.
There's no shame in tears.
It's my mother. She's the one!
The only one who can make me feel this way.
Every time I think about her, it makes me wanna do things.
- Bad things! - Johnny.
Don't let that bitch ruin our whole night.
Now, look at me. I have a rockin' body and a titty full of milk.
Let me help you forget about her.
You think it's easy? You think it's easy?
- Come on, baby. - I can't forget.
Come on. I'm about to burst out of my skin.
Do me a favor and just give me some relief.
Oh, Jesus, please! Oh, God!
No! Easy, baby. Oh, stop.
- Stop! Stop! - You know what that bitch did to me?
[Pandora] Stop! Stop, please!
[Sirens Wailing In Distance]
Time for a refill.
[Sirens Continue Wailing]
They're here. Drink up.
This is your last taste of alcohol.
Now that you're out of Briarcliff...
you'll never keep that baby, will you?
- Not a chance in hell. - So I shouldn't expect a little Oliver...
to come visit every few months?
Oh, even if I had this thing, you'd never see him.
You're gonna fry in that chair.
[Sirens Continue Wailing]
I hardly think so, Lana.
[Gasps]
I'm clearly insane.
No, I'll be institutionalized.
At the very worst, I'll live a long life in prison.
Maybe I'll even start some therapy groups.
God knows there are some disturbed individuals behind bars.
As for you...
I have no use for you anymore.
Best you should just be known as my last victim.
Prison's too good for you.
[Sirens Continue Wailing]
[Sirens Stop]
I can't believe the cops didn't find anything connected to her.
- No bones, nothing. - Jesus, Lois.
- Is this really the place? Really? - It's fine.
They found a lot of ashes in the furnace.
I know maybe it's not all Wendy, but...
I just needed a place to visit...
a place where I can remember her.
Of course. You did the right thing, Lana.
[Lois] So, are you going to move back into your house?
'Cause it's a big place, and if you need a roommate...
I have a couple of things I need to tidy up.
And... when I'm finished, I've decided to move to New York.
I can't help but feel this is my fault.
Don't do that, Lana.
It is not your fault.
This was the work of a crazed maniac...
a man you had to kill in self-defense.
If anyone, it was that nun.
It was the story.
I was going to do anything to get that story.
I just didn't realize how much it was going to cost.
You still have that address I gave you?
She's a real doctor. A good one.
- She'll take care of your little problem. - Thank you.
Both of you. I don't know what I would do...
- [Bulbs Popping] - [Lois] Shit. They found us.
- [Man] Hey, hey. - Goddamn vultures.
Oh, sorry, Lana. I... forgot you're one of 'em.
No. We are vultures.
Attracted to the scent of rotting meat.
If you don't wanna be linked to the "sapphic reporter"...
you should leave through the back gate.
Yeah, I better. No one in my family suspects.
Sorry to abandon you.
I still have a job because my lecherous boss thinks he has a chance with me.
- [Chattering] - Yeah. There she is.
[Man] Miss Winters, can you give us any more details...
about how Bloody Face tortured you when you were his captive?
Sources tell me you've retained the services of Cohen & Mathews.
They're the best lawyers in town.
Any truth to the rumors that you received electroshock treatment daily?
Miss Winters, do you have any comment...
about your reported homosexuality...
that it's been cured by the incident?
Coming through. Let us through. Let us through.
- Miss Winters! - Miss Winters, talk to us!
All I can say is... read my book.
[Man] It won't be on the record.
[Man #2] Read my book?
♪♪['60s Rock And Roll]
♪ I guess there's no more sunshine in my heart ♪
♪♪[Continues]
Don't take that. It's a horse tranquilizer.
Come now, Judy.
These pills are perfectly safe.
You signed for them yourself.
Don't you remember?
Don't take these pills.
They turn your brains to mush.
- [Knocking] - Come.
[Door Opens]
Brother James, those reporters who were here when I arrived...
have they been removed from the premises?
From the immediate grounds.
There's nothing I can do about those camped outside the gates.
Hopefully if we remain resolute in our silence...
they'll eventually tire...
and go away.
Monsignor, there's been a disturbance in the common room.
I think it requires your attention.
♪ I took my troubles down to Madame Rue ♪
♪ You know that gypsy with the gold-capped tooth ♪
♪ She's got a pad down on 34th and Vine ♪
Jude?
♪♪[Continues]
Carl said you caused quite a commotion.
It's a... good thing you and I are friends...
or you'd be in solitary right now.
She got one thing right...
that devil of yours.
This jukebox...
has a strange healing effect.
Keeps the joy alive.
♪♪[Slows, Stops]
What did you want to see me about?
Have you fully recognized the irony here?
You relinquished your virtue...
not to a loving woman...
but to the devil.
It's so perfect.
It's perfect. It's perfect.
I don't want to hear you talk like this.
I don't know this person.
[Chuckles]
What have you decided to do?
Renounce your vows?
Not at all. I'm going to stay the course.
I have too much to give, too much to offer.
I can't just... throw it all away.
I thought you hung the moon, Timothy.
I had impure thoughts, I'll admit to that.
But I would have done anything for you.
I would've done anything you asked me to do.
That's how much I believed in your fantasy...
of the magic carpet ride to Rome.
Believe me, Jude...
it's not a fantasy.
Brother Matthew? Carl?
[Shouting] Can you imagine...
the disillusionment, the shame...
and the disgust I feel...
now that I see through you...
and your stupid, pitiful...
naked ambition?
Shut your filthy mouth.
You're an embarrassment.
[Scoffs]
It's an extraordinary thing. You know that?
[Laughs]
You throw me in the madhouse.
You strip away everything I have...
everything I know.
You treat me like a rabid dog, like a madwoman.
And you know what happens?
I'm blessed...
with the gift of total clarity.
I am more sane now as a madwoman...
than I ever was as the head of Briarcliff.
You sound mad as a hatter.
Oh, Carl.
Jude needs some time alone...
to reflect and... pray for guidance.
- Take her to solitary. - [Chuckles]
You will not prevail, Timothy.
My God would never allow it.
[Hinges Creak]
Sign here...
and here.
- What for? - Your release papers.
They're letting you out, Kit.
[Woman Yelling, Faint]
Thredson... they caught him?
- Lana gave them the tape? - Yeah, and she did one better.
The lezzy blew his head off.
It's all over the papers.
Reporters are hanging off the rafters...
trying to sniff out "the corruption at Briarcliff."
That's why you're suddenly a free man.
Clothes from the Salvation Army. They should fit you.
Just leave what you're wearing on the bed.
Wait.
I have to see the monsignor.
Mr. Walker, I can't tell you how pleased I am...
that justice has finally been served.
I'm only happy to have been a small part of that.
- This isn't justice. - I don't understand. You're a free man.
- What more could you want? - I want my son back.
Your son?
You took him from our arms.
He's got two parents... me and Grace... and we aim to raise him as a family.
That's hardly possible, is it?
Given that you've just been released...
and Miss Bertrand is confined here.
That's why you're gonna let her out.
- I beg your pardon? - You're gonna let Grace out of this place.
Then you're gonna call over to St. Ursula's...
and tell them little Thomas's folks are coming to pick him up.
If you do that...
we'll never bother you again.
Otherwise...
I might have to start talking to those reporters.
And believe me, I have a lot of stories.
I bet you do.
Be reasonable.
You can't seriously expect me to release an ax murderess...
back into the community.
I'm not asking you to.
All you got to do is release her body to me.
Her body? Is this a riddle?
- Grace isn't dead. - Look at her file.
In it you'll find a death certificate...
made out by Dr. Arden before he disappeared.
Frank McCann signed it as a witness.
Her death certificate?
Officially, if anybody ever asks...
Grace Bertrand died here.
It's already taken care of.
You don't gotta lie. I don't gotta tell the truth.
You can make all your problems go away, Father.
Nobody ever needs to know.
Wait.
Let me get the door.
There you go.
[Door Closes]
This is yours?
Home sweet home.
Okay, this is your home too.
Come on.
- Yeah, I thought maybe, uh, we could get a horse. - A horse?
As long as you take care of it.
I don't know jack shit about horses. [Chuckles]
Still there.
Don't expect a castle.
Open the goddamn door.
I never got a chance to clean up.
- I'm sorry. - Don't be.
We can do it together.
It's a great house.
And it's not Briarcliff.
It's not Briarcliff.
[Wood Creaking]
Hello?
Hey!
[Woman] You okay?
- You're sure this is what you want? - Oh, yes.
There's no doubt about it.
This is not a baby I want to carry around inside me.
In a different life, I would have loved to have had a baby.
But my lover was murdered...
by the man who raped me and got me pregnant.
Oh, my God.
I'm glad you found me.
Let's get started.
Remove everything from the waist down.
[Water Running]
[Lana] I take it everything's been sterilized.
[Woman] I soak them in boiling water.
There's an electric teakettle.
Those sterilizing machines are too cumbersome...
to smuggle out of the hospital.
Don't worry. It'll be fine.
[Teakettle Whistling]
[Woman] Now open your legs, Jane.
[Sirens Wailing]
- [Gunshot] - [Screams, Gasps]
I'm going to have to ask you not to make any more sounds.
As I explained to you earlier, we can't afford to draw attention to ourselves.
I'm sorry.
A little wider, honey.
[Gunshot]
[Screams]
- [Screams] - Stop!
[Shuddering]
I can't.
No more death.
No more.
- That's a lot of dead people. - If that's what they are.
I'm not saying they're all dead.
I'm saying they all disappeared from Briarcliff in the last two years...
all under suspicious circumstances...
five of them in just the short time I was there.
Should you be upsetting yourself, uh, Miss Winters?
I'm fine.
I'm not upsetting myself. You're upsetting me.
- You're not listening to what I'm saying. - No, we are listening.
I'm just not sure what you want us to do.
I want you to get me back in there.
There is one person there who can substantiate every allegation I've made.
- She used to run the place. - Sister Jude?
She's a patient there now. She's being held against her will.
They won't let me see her. They won't even let me in the front door.
Well, they are a private institution.
Yes, but if you got a court order...
What about this Mother Superior?
The one you say got you out... Claudia.
- Can't she help you? - Transferred to Puerto Rico.
The moment she started making noise, the archdiocese got rid of her.
Please.
Will you help me?
That's his baby, isn't it? Bloody Face... he's the father.
This baby doesn't have a father.
[Laughs] You're one tough cookie.
- You know that? - I am tough.
But I'm no cookie.
[Speaking, Indistinct]
- Timothy Howard? - [Father James] I'm sorry, Monsignor.
What's the meaning of this?
This is a court order giving us access to one of your patients.
[Lana] Sister Jude. We want to speak to her right now.
I'm afraid that's impossible.
I don't give a shit how many pills you've got her doped up with.
Sister Jude is dead.
I don't believe you.
Brother James, fetch me the paperwork on Sister Jude, please.
- He's lying. - I only wish I were.
It was the saddest day I've ever experienced...
when I walked into her room and found her like that.
She'd done it during the night.
Fashioned a rope from her bedsheets.
A summary of how she was found.
Her death certificate.
And this number indicates the can in storage...
containing her ashes.
You had her cremated?
She died outside a state of grace.
I could give no last rites, no absolution.
She was, tragically, denied a Christian burial...
though l... I keep her in my personal prayers.
You murdered her. You might as well have tied the noose yourself.
I wanted only good for Sister Jude.
- You must believe that. - I don't.
Perhaps if you had come here two weeks ago with this court order...
you could have said something to her to convince her to go on.
Sadly, you did not.
No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No!
Grub!
Food.
[Sister Jude Muttering]
Pray for us.
St. Jude, worker of miracles, pray for us.
St. Jude, help us, help us. Pray for us.
- [Woman] Lana? - [Baby Crying]
Lana.
I'm sorry, Lana. I hate to do this to you, but...
What are you doing?
- I asked not to see him. - I know.
But he's allergic to the formula...
and he's been crying like this for seven straight hours.
That's not my problem.
I know. I just took a chance.
I couldn't bear to see him suffer.
I thought maybe if he suckled a bit, he might calm down.
- [Crying] - I'm sorry.
It seemed worth a try.
[Crying Continues]
Give him here.
[Crying Continues]
[Crying Stops]
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