American Horror Story (2011–…): Season 1, Episode 5 - Halloween: Part 2 - full transcript

While on a date with Violet, Tate is harassed by a group of bloody teens. Ben and Vivien are haunted by one of the house's newest guests.

Ben Harmon!

I am not leaving here till
I have my thousand dollars!

Screw you! You owe me!

Oh, here, here. Take one and go!

Filthy little brats!

- You little rotten- Go!
- Come on, come on.

- Hey, honey.
- There's some freaky dude at the door screaming about money.

I think he might be one of your patients.
Should I call the cops?

No. No. Just- Just keep the door closed.

- Is it locked?
- Yeah.

We're on our way home right now.
Violet, just-

- Just keep the door locked.

I know you're in there.

Is that your daughter?




Oh, it's been insane here.
First, the cops were outside.

Then some freak started banging
on the door, screaming about money.

Hey, hey.

Shit like that does tend
to go down on Halloween.

Probably just asshole kids.
It's fine now. I'm here.

I painted it black.

I know how you don't like normal things.

- You're the first boy
to ever give me a flower.

Thank you. I love it.

- You ready to go on our date?
- Yeah.

Violet! Violet!


- Violet!
- Violet!

- Violet?
- Violet!


Ben! She's not here.

Call her cell phone.

- Violet, where are you?
- I'm just hanging with friends.

- We told you not to leave.
- I'm sorry.

I should've called you earlier. Is this
the part where you make me come home?

- Are you safe?
- I swear.

- Are you having fun?
- Yeah.

What happened with the guy
who was banging on the door?

It was just some kids.
I think they were playing a prank.

They went away.

- I want you home in an hour.
- Okay. All right. Bye.

Who was that?

- My mom.
- Oh.

I spoke to Violet. She was out with friends.
What are you doing with a knife?

I'm sick of those kids wrecking our house. They
destroyed the pumpkins on the front porch.

So your plan is to kill them?

- I'll go clean up the mess out front.
- Okay.

Clearly, we've both had a long day.

I'm gonna go take a bath.

And tomorrow,
I'd like to talk about you moving out.

I'm not leaving this house.

And I'm not giving up on this family.

You hear me?

I'm not giving up on this family.

I want my money.

- You son of a bitch. Where is she?
- Who?

Hayden! I know
she's out here somewhere.

- Get your hands off me! Help!
- Where is she?

- She's under the gazebo!
- There's nothing under this gazebo, and you know it.

- This was all staged. Why?
- What are you talking about?

She was at my door 10 minutes ago!

What? Oh, shit!

- Was she pissed?
- I'm pissed!

All this for a thousand dollars?
I don't think so.

What are you two playing at?

I won't be the victim
of your sick extortion.

- You're in this together!
- Oh, wow.

You really don't get it, do you?

Your narrow, clinical worldview
doesn't let you.

Buddy, you are so screwed. Yeah.

You know what the thing about
the dead is? They got nothing left to lose.

- Enough of this bullshit!
I want some goddamn answers!


you don't even know
what the goddamn question is.

Where is she?

Beats me.

Tell me!

She could be anywhere.

On her way here.

You better watch your back
as well as your front.

Because if you thought
she was dangerous before-

Let me tell you who's dangerous.
That would be me.

You really want to keep going with this story, Larry?
'Cause I'm right at the edge!

And if I go over, I'm taking you with me!

Do it. Oh, do it now.

Oh, I'm begging you.
Please, kill me, Ben.

Kill me.

That way, I can come back
and haunt you too.

You see that crazy bitch,
you tell her we're done.

I'm not playing your games.

You come back on this property,
and I will kill you.

You hear me? I will kill you.

Promises, promises.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Um, sorry to bother you,
but your alarm was triggered.

- Is everything okay here?
- Yeah.

You know, our daughter
went out a little while ago.

I bet she set it off.

Oh, okay, okay.

Who, uh- Who did this
to your pumpkin patch?

I don't know. It looks like
asshole kids to me.


Yeah, well, you catch them
doing any more mischief...

send them my way.

Will do.

And thank you so much
for responding so quickly.

I must say, since we hired you, I feel-

- Safer?
- Yeah, yeah.


Okay. Have a good night.

- Thank you.
- Mm-hmm.

I want to.

Oh, no.


- I thought-
- I just-

Violet, I swear.

I want to be with you so badly.

And that's never happened
with me, with a girl.

Are you gay?

No. I just-

Maybe it's those meds your dad gave me.

They do that, you know.

- I'm gonna go.
- No, no. No, Vi.

I'm not ready to go. Not yet.

I used to come here...

when the world closed in
and got so small I couldn't breathe.

I'd look out at the ocean,
and I'd think...

"Yo, douche bag."

"High school counts for jack shit."

Kurt Cobain...

Quentin Tarantino...

Brando, De Niro, Pacino-

all high school dropouts.


hated high school.

So I'd come here...

and I'd look out
at this vast, limitless expanse.

And it's like, that's your life, man.

You can do anything.
You can be anything.

Screw high school. That's-

That's just a blip in your timeline.

Don't get stuck there.

There's someone here.

Nice costumes.
What are you, the dead Breakfast Club?

You know, there's
a whole lot of beach, guys.

Good job, Tate.
You finally came out of hiding.

We've been waiting for years
for you to show your face.

- But you like Mommy's little safe house, don't you?
- I don't know you.

I'm actually surprised you have the balls
to show your face around here.

Maybe you should have worn a mask.

- I'm not really into Halloween.
- But this year's different, right?

You have a date. How cute is that?

Leave her alone.

We don't want her. We want you.

- How about we drown him?
- No, we should shoot him right between the eyes.

- Ha-ha. Halloween pranks.
- Will somebody please erase this bitch?

Yeah. Why does he get a girlfriend?

I don't have a girlfriend.
Do you have a girlfriend?

- Kyle, you?
- Nope. I haven't had sex in a long time.

Come on. Let's go.

This beach sucks.
Someone should pick up the trash.


You called me?

Yeah, I did.

I think it's time for us
to have a conversation.

Has he told you about Boston?

Here's the thing, Hayden.

I know that you might
find this hard to believe...

but I was your age once, too,
and not really that long ago.

And I wasn't such a saint either.

I fell in love with a married man...

and I lived and breathed the fantasy...

that we were going to be together forever-
soul mates and lovers.

And everyone was gonna be happy,
and everybody lived forever.

And that didn't happen, Hayden.

'Cause it never happens that way.
It never does.

'Cause what he's looking for
has nothing to do with you.

It's got nothing to do with anybody.

There's something missing in him.

He found something in me
he'll never find in you again.

He said my face was soft like a baby...

and between my thighs,
I tasted like raspberries and cream.

You know what I really regret...

when I walked in on you
screwing my husband?

Was that I didn't just rip
your smug little face off!

Way too late for any of that now,
Mrs. Harmon.

- A sk him about Boston.

- Hayden is in the house!
- Where?

I didn't see her, but I know she's here.

- I'll look around. I can talk to her.
- Don't talk to her.

I want to call the police
and have her arrested and thrown in jail.

- You're overreacting.
- I am not overreacting!

Hayden is just a confused little girl.

- She's not going to hurt you, Vivien.
- Stop protecting her.

I'm not protecting her!
I'm protecting you!

You seriously want 10 cop cars
out in front of Murder House...

on Halloween night?

You think that's gonna
help us sell this place?

Just wait here. Hayden!


You down here?



I love it when you say my name.

Say it again.

Hayden, you have to leave.

Such a mean thing to do.

Close the door in my face?

How could you do that
to the mother of your child, Ben?

Come on. You remember, don't you?

Hayden, I know what this is.

You can't extort me,
you and that psychopath.

Kiss me. I miss your mouth.

I miss the way it tastes.

I'm aching for you.

My tongue is swollen. My lips are raw.

I'm rotting from the inside out.

What's happening to me?

Oh, right. A gazebo, Ben?

Not even a decent headstone?
A gazebo?

You thought I was gone...

so you just thought you could
throw me away like I didn't matter?

Like I never even existed?

Is that what you think of women, Ben?

That they're just some disposable
nothings that you can sit on top of...

as you casually drink iced tea?

Stop screwing with me!

What is this? What do you want?

- I want your wife to know the truth about you.
- Get off me.

You're sick, Hayden. You need help.

Professional help.

A therapist, Ben?
Is that what I need?

I really owe you an apology. Here goes.

I'm so sorry... about what I did to you.

- It was nothing personal.
- I'll deal with you later.

Right now I need to take care of Vivien.

Oh, please. Let me help.

I haven't used this in ages.

What are you doing?

I'm redecorating.

I'm sorry, Vivien. I really am.

But you ruined my Halloween,
and now you have to pay.

- Stop it!
- All I wanted was one night with my guy...

some Halloween fun, some crafting in
a house that I love and have bled for...

and you ruined it, and he left.

And now he's out at the bars. He's probably
on his fourth unprotected blow job.

You are a psychopath.
I am calling my security company.

You don't get it, do you?

No one can protect you now.

Get out of my house!
Get out of my house!

Get out of my house! Get out!

- Ben!
- Get out of my house!

It's mine! Get out!





What is it, Hallie?
What is it, baby? What is it, sweet girl?

Are you seriously gonna act like
nothing happened at the beach?

- They totally knew you, Tate.
- But I don't know them.

Then why do they hate you?

Th-They're just high school assholes.

I mean, the world's full of 'em.

It's popular kids who get off
on being mean and cruel.

I thought you understood that.

Tate, I can tell you're totally freaked out.

It's them. They followed us here?

This is bullshit.



Hayden, where are you?

I wanted to apologize.

Oh, you wanted to apologize? Really?

I just thought it would be a shame to
let all those lovely bubbles go to waste.

I'm sure your maid can deal with the ring.

Where are you?

Come over here, girl.

I would be happy to.
Just tell me where you are.

I wasn't talking to you.
I love what you've done with this kitchen.


Oh, great. He sends
his little girlfriend out.

With a pair of scissors.
You gonna make us some paper dolls?

This is private property.
I have every right to call the cops.

Go ahead. Call them.
You'll probably need them.

Screw that.
She deserves whatever happens to her.

Yeah. She's like those lonely, fat chicks
that marry guys on death row.

You're deeply, deeply disturbed.

You guys need to take your disgusting
made-up faces and go home.

- Made-up?
- Now.

Home? Where is that? I'm an only child.

After what happened, my parents split up,
sold the house, moved away.

No forwarding address.
So I don't have a home.

Parents suck,
but I can't fix it for you.

Can you fix this? Can you give me back
my scholarship to Georgia Tech?

- I'm supposed to be starting quarterback freshman year.
- She doesn't care.

She's in love, and she'll do anything
for him, including giving him her virginity.

Tonight was the night, wasn't it?

- None of your business.
- You stupid slut.

She's worse than he is.
She thinks it's okay what he did to us.

- What did he do to you?
- She doesn't know.

About what?

- It's okay.
- How have you not heard about Westfield High?

- We just moved here.
- Pick up a yearbook, bitch.

- Or read a newspaper.
- We're kind of famous.

So you're popular, and you're pissed off
I don't know who you are.

Let's put her down, out of her misery.

- Leave her alone!
- Finally. The prodigal son returns.

Come on down, man.
We've got some questions.

Go inside. I can handle this.

- I seriously doubt that.
- Go inside!

No. They want to hurt you.

- Karma's a bitch, Tate.
- You want to talk to me?

Let's see how fast you can run.


My boyfriend's in trouble.
There's a bunch of kids chasing him.

I think they're gonna kill him.

Come with me to my house now.

Leave me alone, you crazy bitch.

Addy is dead because of you.


Hallie. Hallie, come here.
Hallie, come here!

What do you want, Hayden?

For the truth to be known,
finally, and for once.

I'm not interested
in anything you have to say.

How well do you know your husband?

Too well. Get out.

What do you think he's capable of?

Adultery, clearly.

What about murder?

If you're trying to shock me...

or show me how enlightened you are
about my perfect life...

you're a little late.


Not until you know.

Not until you understand-

really understand who it is
you're married to.

That's all I want, Vivien.

For you to know the truth.

That's why we have to talk about Boston...

about the pregnancy, about everything.

He told you I'm pregnant?


You're pregnant?

Oh, God, that's why.

That's why.

"It's your choice," he said.


Oh, but there was never
any other choice.

He didn't want me to keep my baby...

because he already had yours.

What do you think
you're doing to my house?

You're a disgrace.

Is that all the fight
you have left in you?

How can you allow that ghoul...

to take the only thing that gives your
pathetic life any meaning at all?

Hold still.

I will not permit another
failure in this house.

Save the baby.

Hayden, I don't know
what he did to you or what you think-

That's the trouble! You don't know!

I'm not some silly schoolgirl.
I'm a woman.

And I matter!

You're hurt.

Yes, I'm hurt! He hurt me.

And he'll hurt you and that baby.

That's why it's better
for you and for it...

if we just end this now.

- I'm going to cut it out of you.
- No!

- Hayden!
- Ask him about Boston! Ask him!

- Tell me about Boston, Ben!
- Tell her!

- Tell me about Boston, Ben!
- Tell her!

I lied to you, Vivien.
I didn't go to Boston to be with a patient.

I went there to be with Hayden.
She needed me.

She needed you because
she was pregnant, Ben?

But that's not true, is it?

Because you hadn't seen her
in over a year. Isn't that right?

I went back.

Months later, I went back.

I lied about that too.

There. She knows everything, Hayden.
Now put it down.


- Mrs. Harmon?
- Yes!

- You activated the panic button?
- Yes.

- She's the intruder?
- Yes.

She wanted to be a pretty girl.

Of course, she didn't look so pretty...

lying on that table...

under those harsh,
energy-efficient lights.

May I- May I have a moment, please?

One of
the many comforts of having children...

is knowing one's youth has not fled...

but merely been passed down
to a new generation.

They say when a... parent dies...

a child feels his own mortality.

But when a child dies...

it's immortality that a parent loses.

Look at you, my pretty girl.

My beautiful, beautiful baby.

Constance, I'm so sorry.

Well, you did encourage her.
That's true.

But you were just trying
to be kind, weren't you?

I was the one who sent her
out into the world tonight.

And it did what it will do.

Go ahead, drink your-
drink your tea, honey.

Can I have one of those?

Oh, a cigarette?

Oh. Certainly.

Just don't let your mama know...

that I am encouraging your vices.

You know, Adelaide was a willful child.

I suppose if she...
inherited anything from me, it was that.

In truth, I think my little monster was more
like me than any of my other children.

I didn't know you had other children.

Tate is my son.


He cannot know about this, Violet.

He cannot know...

that his sister has passed.

Not now.

He doesn't...

react well to certain things.

So you-

you have to promise me.

I don't understand.

Well, he's a sensitive boy.
You've seen that.

He-He's a young man with...
too deep feelings...

the soul of a poet...

but none of the grit or steel
that acts as a bulwark against this-

these horrors of this world.

The steel that has protected me...

that Adelaide possessed.

And that- that you have too.

I, uh-

I think-

that's why he's taken so with you.

He craves your strength.


Maybe he misses his sister.

But we must protect him, Violet.

I used to run track.

- We know.
- Is somebody going to explain this to me?

Do you believe in God?

Is that what this is about?
You guys are with Campus Crusade.

You asked me if I believed in God,
and you put a gun to my head.

I said yes.
It wasn't even true, and I said yes.

And then... you pulled the trigger.

What is this?
Is this part of a Halloween act?

Because, I mean, the makeup,
it's chilling. But the performance-

No more bullshit, Tate!
You owe us an explanation!

Why are you doing this to me?
What do you-

Why did you target the jocks?

I never did anything to you!

It wasn't just the jocks, man.
I mean, look at me.

Look at Amir. Did you ever
once go to a football game?

This guy was honor roll.
He could have been valedictorian.


Now I'm not gonna
change the world, okay?

But he could have.
He could have been something.

And you ruined all that potential.

- We want to know why. You owe us that.
- Way more than that.

- You got the wrong guy, okay?
- No. Don't you dare.

- We have been looking for you for years.
- He's screwing with us.

- Maybe he's in denial.
- Maybe he's psychotic.

Get out! Get out of my head!

We aren't in your head.
We are right here.

Come on, Chloe. The sun's coming up.

Please just say it. Just say what you did.

I should be 34 years old.

- And married, with babies.
- I don't know you.

I'm sorry.

I don't know you.

Come on. We gotta go.

Come on.

How was your night?

My mother's dead.

I'm sorry.

- I couldn't go with her.
- No.

I am not speaking to you.

I'm sorry, baby. I can't help myself.

I feel like I'm doomed
for all of eternity...

to be trapped in an unhappy,
adulterous relationship...

working on this goddamned house...

which will never be
just the way I want it.

You are.

So what is it with you girls?

Young, everything to live for...

but you throw it all away
on some guy you can't even have.

I did have him.

We were in love.

He was just too guilty to leave her.

A lovely woman like Mrs. Harmon.

Pretending that you nuked her dog.

That's just evil. Just plain evil.

You don't do things like that out of love.

What'd you put in there anyway?

Tomatoes. It was a joke.

A stupid Halloween prank.

I see.

Oh, you don't see anything.

He was the love of my life.

What's gonna happen now?

You're going to jail.

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