American Horror Story (2011–…): Season 6, Episode 6 - Chapter 6 - full transcript

After the wrap of the show My Roanoke Nightmare, the producer creates a follow up show called Return to Roanoke, bringing the actors of the previous show and the real Shelby, Matt, and Lee, back to the house.




Are we rolling?


The camera never stops.

No matter what anybody says.

Even if I tell you to stop,
keep rolling.

You got it?


Legend in the flesh.

Looking good, Frank.

Well, this is what a network president

looks with a 14 rating
in the demo and a 25 share.

Goddamn right.

Okay, let's, uh,

have a seat, everyone.


W-W-What is this?

This is the beginning
of your next big hit.

Take one, pass it down.

Everyone on camera has
to sign the releases.

Come-Come on, Sidney,
turn them off.

We're not the talent here.

I got news for you, Frank.

You took a chance
on My Roanoke Nightmare.

That's talent.

You picked up the hottest show on TV.

That gives you first
crack at the sequel.

No bullshit.

We've all done the math.

14 minutes of commercials per hour.

That's 28 spots

at $450,000 per spot.

That's $12 million a show.

That is football money
at a fraction of the cost.

So, we are gonna be filming


People want the reality.

They're interested in the process.

We have over three million
followers on Twitter;

almost five million likes
on Facebook for the finale;

multiple covers
of Entertainment Weekly;

hundreds of fan sites online;
cons across the country.

The appetite for this show
hasn't even reached its peak!

We have millions of eyeballs

waiting to see the next iteration

and you have a chance

to buy it now.

Okay, great.

So, what is it?

Okay, it's familiar,
but it's different.

Return to Roanoke:
Three Days in Hell.

I'm gonna bring everybody

who lived in that house,
and the actors who played them

on the show, put them
together in that house again.

Only this time, hidden cameras
recording everything.

Are the actors
playing the same roles?

And what are they reenacting?

The drama is reality.

So, it's like Big Brother.

Bingo, but with scares.

See, they're gonna be
living in that house

over the period of the blood moon,

when all of the bad shit happens.

Can you imagine the reactions
when The Butcher shows up?

Or the Chens?

And it'll all be filmed,
24 hours a day.

Okay, I-I don't understand.

Um, you expect--
excuse me.

Thank you.

You want to capture
actual spirits on film?

Like... ghosts?

Well, I expect to capture
real reactions

to what they'll believe are spirits.

So, it's... fake.

Reality is what we make of it.

You of all people should know that.

A-A-After the show airs,

we neither confirm nor deny content

and everybody signs
confidentiality agreements.

Well, i-it sounds great.

There's just, uh, one small niggle.

Our research department

has come up with some concerns

regarding the ending of last season.

Uh... a majority of our
audience felt dissatisfied

because the murder of
Mason was never solved.

And the person they
believe did it suffered

no consequences.

I get it.

I'm all over it.

Do we even still have the house?

I own it.

I bought it from Matt and Shelby

for fifty cents on the dollar

when we shot the reenactments.

And they're all willing

to go back there?

I mean...

that place is a nightmare.

Where the hell have you been, Diana?

You missed the whole thing.

I doubled the license fee

: and got
13 episodes on the air.

You might have to give them back.

I finally got ahold of Shelby Miller.

She doesn't want anything
to do with it.


I know.

I can smell the patchouli from here.

Thanks again for
agreeing with this interview.

I don't think we'd have

a show without you.
Yeah, well, I'm not

doing this for you, Sid.

I am here to set the record straight.

I've read the vile things

that people are saying
about us online.

I hear the comments they make.

I try to ignore it and live my life,

but at a certain point you have to...

you have to defend yourself.

People leave hatchets stuck
into my front door.

I've gotten... death threats.


That must take a toll

on a marriage.

I was so sorry to hear that

you and Matt separated, by the way.


You know, we thought that, um...

We thought that doing the show

would be a healing experience,

maybe help us...

process everything.

It just made us...

relive it all.

Is that what led to the thing

with Dominic Banks?

- Shelby Miller!
- Dominic!

Dominic Banks!

Is this a date?
All right, guys, back up.

Come on, back it up, back it up.
Shelby! Shelby!

- Let's go. Dude, come on.
- Does Matt know you're out

with his celebrity
doppelganger tonight?

I can't... I-I'm not, I'm not

gonna do... I can't
really do this.

Not with the...

Billy, can we cut?

Yeah, can we cut it there?

Thanks. I'm sorry.


I'm sorry. I shouldn't...

I shouldn't have brought up
the affair.


I wouldn't call a stupid,
weekend fling an "affair."

I was lonely.

My husband wasn't talking
to me, so I settled

for the...

...for the
cheap imitation.

Matt hasn't spoken to me since.

Which is why...

when I go back to Roanoke...

Wait, but you... you want to do the show?

Of course I don't
want to do the show,

but if... look,
Matt can't avoid me

if we are locked in that
house together, so...

That's great.

This... this...

this... because I-I know
the fans, they want to see...

they want to see you guys
have a real happy ending.

If I do this...


...Dominic cannot
be involved.

I will not do that to Matt.

Not a problem.

Dominic Banks is out.

What's the status on Dominic's deal?

Casting closed him today.



Wait, wait.

What the hell are you doing?

Could you make the camera
placement any more obvious?

Well, they know there's
gonna be cameras, Sid.

Well, of course they know,

but we want them to forget.
Take that down.

Put it in the corner.

Right there.


Where are we with the rest?

Uh, we should have
at least four cameras

in every room of the
house by nightfall.


Mack, hey.
Hey, what's up, man?

What do you got for me?

Ah, sweetness.
Follow me right in here.

Prepare to be amazed.



Oh, God!

Oh, what is that smell?


That is genius.

What about the windows

in the living room?

You give the order,

those babies are gonna explode

like the fucking Fourth of July.

: That's a
call back to Cricket's séance.

Oh, that's fucking great.

That's fucking great.

All right, follow me.
There's more.

Just, uh, watch your step.

What is this shit?

All right... and, uh...


I am too afraid to stay
in the house now.

I fear whatever malevolent force

is in there is trying to kill me.

I find myself hiding in the cellar.

What? Didn't
you like that?

...this house. Help!

Can I talk to you
without the cameras on?

Yeah, that's never gonna happen.


Look, uh...

one reason why the show...

why the show was so popular
is because it felt real.

Do you really want
gimmicky pop-up scares?

I'm not interested in
doing another horror show.

I'm interested in using
horror to find justice.

These aren't pop-up scares
for the sake of scares.

These are gonna lead
to the truth, okay?

I'm gonna be the guy
who gets Lee Harris

to admit what she did.

We don't know that
she killed her husband.

That's right.
That's right.

The only people who know
for sure are gonna be

in this house locked together 24/7.

We put enough pressure on them,

somebody's gonna slip up.


Whoa, whoa, what are those?

They're our production trailers.

I can see that.

Why are they here?

Where else would they be?

Diana, how many times do
I have to explain this to you?

We need the cast to think
that this is real.

That's not gonna happen
if they look out the window

and see trailers parked
in the fucking yard.

Hey, can you... can you move
those out about a half-mile

and hide it in the woods?

There should be no hint
of the rest of the world.

They need to feel

like they are completely alone.

When they look out the window,

I want them to see nothing

but the dark woods, the night sky

and the motherfucking blood moon.

Okay, you're right.

I get it.

You need to see this.

I need to see this.

It's just right here behind the tree.



Hey, what are you...
what are you doing?

Get over here.

Get this, get this.

Alissa, is this us?


Who would do
something like this?!

What are those, fetal pigs?

Uh, maybe-maybe it
was those Polk people.

No, nobody's seen
the Polks for weeks.

Trust me, we've looked.

No, those hillbillies
are in the wind.

Well, if it wasn't the Polks,

then who the fuck was it?

I'm Agnes Mary Winstead,

and I played the part of The Butcher

in My Roanoke Nightmare.

Hi, Agnes.

Please, give the viewers a taste

of what life's been like for you

since the show became a smash hit.

Well, it's been a wild ride.

But first I want to thank
everybody behind the scenes,

because, I mean--

Well, it's been a team effort.

You know?

The Butcher--

she's the role of a lifetime.

And I felt a connection with her

from the very first moment
that I booked the audition.

I am the queen of every hive.

I am the shield over every head.

I am the spear of battle!

Who but I am both the tree

and the lightning that strikes it.

Want me to do it again?

I mean, I can make it grittier,

more vulnerable.

I mean, I just--
I really love this part.

It's a great part.

Your nuanced portrayal
garnered rave reviews

all around.

You were even nominated
for a Saturn Award.

I know. Yay.

You were a huge fan favorite.

You were the villain
America loved to hate.

But I-- I don't see her as a villain.

You know, you see,
because it's my job

as an actress to...
to create a real human being.

She has desires, she has weaknesses,

just like you and me.

And it was a privilege to...

to breathe life into

a real historical figure.

I mean, whom, frankly,

the patriarchy has just swept aside.

I felt a deep responsibility
to get it right.

Well, I think it's obvious
that you really connected

with this part.

But it took a bit of a toll
as well, didn't it?

Every part, every part, you know,

takes its pound of flesh.

But The Butcher was extremely,

extremely taxing to play.

And in my mind,
there are only two great roles

in the American canon.

It's Mary Tyrone
in Long Day's Journey,

and The Butcher.


Agnes, I think we should address
the elephant in the room.

Can we talk about Hollywood?

Say "Pikachu!"

Get out of my way!

Get out of my way!

This is my land!
This is my land!

Everybody knows that you were charged

with assault with a deadly weapon

and sentenced to six months
in a mental health facility.

I would like to give you the chance

to set the record straight.

What happened that day?

You know, it was an incident.
It-it just...


I-it-it was a one-time thing,

and, uh, I'm much better now.

I mean, thanks to the-the...

the great counselors at Holly Hill.

Well, this was more
than a one-time thing.

You were diagnosed
with schizoaffective disorder.

I think it's fair to say
that you became obsessed.

You stole props from the shoot.

That's my action figure, that's...

I mean, you even moved
your entire life out here

to North Carolina, a few miles away

from where we shot the show.

Well, look, I'll be honest,

this was a difficult time for me.

You know, I-I...
I dove too deep into the part.

But I got help.

My meds are completely regulated,

and I'm excited to start
the new season.

So, you know...

I see, I see.
So you're fine now.

How do you explain this?

What is that?

What was it,
a present from The Butcher?

I didn't... I didn't do this.

I'm really here to make sure
that this is documented

on camera. Officer?

Sidney, you have to believe me.

I'm-I'm... I'm okay now.

I... This isn't...
You can call my doctors...

Agnes Mary Winstead,
you've been served.

We've taking out a restraining
order against you.

You are not allowed within
500 feet of the production.

But how am I supposed to do the show

if I can't be
within 500 feet of--

You're not on the show.
You're never gonna be

on the show again.

But... you need me.

You can't do Roanoke
without The Butcher.

The Butcher is not real.

We only want real people this year.

I'm a real person.

You are unstable.

Stay away from the set, Agnes,

or I will have you arrested.

Vile, wretched bastards!

Thou dare cast me out of paradise?

I am The Butcher...

Don't turn around.

Jesus, she's completely insane.

You really think
that a restraining order's

gonna keep her away?

God, I hope not.

For I am The Butcher!

I shall smite thee,

limb from limb,

the way a falcon tears a rabbit!

We have the pleasure
to sit down with Lee Harris,

of My Roanoke Nightmare fame,

to talk about rumors
of another installment

of the surprise hit of last season.

Yes, there will be a second season

called Return to Roanoke.

And I can confirm that
I've signed on the dotted line

to be on the show.

There's a lot of speculation

about the reasons you've agreed

to do the second season.

It's simple.
I'm not gonna have them

drag my name through the mud

without being there to defend myself.

You're aware
there's a petition online

to have you indicted for murder?


It's ridiculous and hurtful.

My mother-in-law
is suing me

to gain custody
of my daughter, Flora.

That's the real Roanoke nightmare.

But you admit that
you've benefited financially.

You've received
a seven-figure book--

I'm a single mother working
to better my family's situation.

Is that so hard to understand?

My question is, knowing what I know,

we put Lee on the show,
are we in any way liable?

What if she kills again?

Legally, you're on solid ground.

We've got an airtight
release of liability

on the contract everybody signed.

There's no way the court
can hold you accountable.

I'm less concerned with Lee Harris,

and more concerned
with the actress who played her,



Her representatives have advised us

that she has been
in and out of treatment

for alcoholism.

So that means that the network

and production cannot

knowingly provide alcohol to her.

That could conceivably
make us liable.

Okay... alcohol is
the secret sauce

to reality shows.

The key word here
is "knowingly."

If she's a real alcoholic,

she's gonna find a drink on her own.

Let me get this straight.

We would get in more trouble

for slipping a drink to Monet

than if Lee actually
murdered somebody?

Just to be safe,

you might want to double that
liability insurance we have

to just protect ourselves.
You got it.

Uh, we've got a major problem on the set.

Jesus Christ.

Alissa, Alissa, what happened?


See, if you
mount the wide-angle here,

you'll not only get
the east side of the house,

but a nice wide of the hot tub.



You the union rep?

What's protocol?
Are you shutting us down?

Because, clearly,
this was an accident.

Even in an accident,
we usually like to

give the crew a day or so

to recover from stuff like this.

But it's your call.

What time does the cast get here?

Oh, I-- Planes start
landing in four hours.

We're gonna keep going.

You can't be serious.

Sid, Sid, someone just died.

It was a horrific accident,
but shit happens!

"Shit happens"?

That's what you have to say?

You saw that video.

That wasn't just random.

Yeah, I know, I saw it.
It was traumatic.

No, you aren't listening to me!
Shh! Listen.

Get off!
Do you even care

that we just lost a crew member?
Do I--

Something terrifying is
happening with this place.

Okay, I assure you, okay,
I am upset, too.

But we have come too far to end
this before it even starts.

Okay, you're letting your
imagination cloud your judgment.

Take a breath.
You know what?

I'm done.
Diana-- D, come on.

No, fuck you, Sidney.

Like, you might think
everything's fine,

but I'm not spending one more second

in this goddamn place.

You're really doing this right now?

D, come on.
You are so overreacting.

Did you get that?

It's 2:15
on Wednesday, the 12th,

and this video will serve as evidence

of what really went down
on set today.

'Cause I know Sidney's gonna
make me look like a crazy bitch.

But too much creepy shit
has been happening

for me not to say anything.

God, Sid--
Sid may not see it,

but I know something freaky
is happening at that place.

And you know, I would rather
look like a crazy bitch

than get killed
trying to make this show.

What the fuck?

I have no intention
of finding out who that is.

Oh, God.
This place gives me the creeps.



Hello, I'm Audrey Tindall,

no relation to the Tindalls
of the Princess Royal,


And this is my first confessional.

You know me as the reenactor playing

the role of Shelby

on My Roanoke Nightmare.

And I know a lot of fans
are always really surprised

when they first hear me speak,

because I have an English accent.

Where are you taking us?

Where do these tunnels lead?

I thought the hillbillies built them.

I built them.


You okay?
Oh, God, that really hurt.

Can we get some lights
in here, please?

Cut! A medic!
Oh, God!

Yeah. Medic.

- Lord.
- You all right?

Yes, I'm fine.
Okay, back to one everybody!

It's just so bloody dark in here.
I know.

I made the mistake of looking
right into the flame, and then,

you know, the rest of the world went dark.

Oh, that's funny to you?
It's just your accent.

It's hilarious. I l-love listening to it.

I could listen to it all day.
Oh, really?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Do you... hey, um...

Would you, actually, think about ever

having dinner with me, maybe?

With you?

Just a light bite or
something... coffee.

Coffee, anything.
I just... what, just so you can

hear me speak?
Well, yeah...

Maybe a little more than that.
: Okay.

Right, are we ready?

So, I have a bit of news to share...

Hello, I'm Rory Monahan.

I'm an... also an ex-Brit actor
on My Roanoke Nightmare.

Oh, darling, this is
supposed to be private.

Uh, I'm sorry, I'm just
a lovely little chimney sweep!

No! Absolutely not.

That's terrible. I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
I don't mean to interrupt.

I really don't.

Suck it!
We're hitched.



Whoo! Yeah!

Well, he is a whirlwind,
that one. Isn't he?

Who could have guessed
that a woman of a certain age

could have landed
such a handsome young stud?

At this time, Audrey
and Rory would like to

share their vows of love.

Rory, darling. Love has
always been a mystery to me.

Like a tune whistling

through the air.
I could hear snatches of it.

Be moved by its melody,
but it always eluded my grasp.

But you heard my voice
and I heard yours.

For all you have given me,
I make these vows.

I promise to love you loyally

and fiercely,

for as long as I shall live.


you are red and blue.

You are the color of the sun.

So bright,

and hot!

So hot!

Sorry, Mom.

I promise to eternally, forever,

love the shit out of you.


First ones here, best room.

Oh, this is where

I had my first
on-camera love scene.

And second.

And third.

And fourth.

And... phone.

Who is it?


Hang on, hang on.

They want me to go back to L.A.
and do a screen test.

: Oh, my God!

Rory, you...
you can't do that.

You're contracted to be here
for the duration of the show.

Babe. Who's more important?

Sidney Aaron James, or...

Brad Pitt?

I'm not at all concerned that...

he'll be, for six months,
on some distant location.

We trust each other, implicitly.

Sidney will be here in a minute.

You just explain to him
why you have to leave.

Don't say anything, okay?

I'll have my agent handle...

You will...
Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Did you see that?

I didn't see anything, no.

On the other side of the window.

Sweetheart, don't change the subject!

No, no, no, there was a shadow.

You have to tell him.

Oh, my God!

Was that Agnes?

Oh, my God.
Bloody Hell!


- H-Hey!
- Did you do this?


Agnes is here! Yes! She was...

Yes! What the fuck!
Agnes is here.

She was torturing me. I mean,
I won't go through this again.

I really won't.
She's really that crazy?

I-I mean, I heard about the Hollywood...

she's totally mental.

Absolutely crackers.









We've searched the grounds,

and there is no sign
of Agnes anywhere.

If she shows up again, we will
get the police involved.

I promise you.

I don't want to stay here.
It's okay.

I really don't. She's gone, baby.
She's gone. You're safe now.

She could terrify me.

Oh, come on. Don't do that.
I'm serious.

Hey. You two.

I-I wanted to say

It's... it's nice to see
that something good

actually came out of this show.
Some cosmic balance in play.

I... lost a husband,

but you gained one.

Hear, hear.
It's never too late

for love.

"Too late"?

What do you mean?

When is it "too late"?
When your heart ossifies?

When your vagina exsiccates
No, I mean...

into an ancient artifact?
I was...

Or is it just any woman
over the age of 29?

What do you mean?
I was...

I was talking about...
I was talking... about myself.


Hi, guys! Come on in.

The party's hoppin'.

I don't get this.
You're taking our phones

and giving us phones?

Well, these phones
have been disabled.

Only the camera works.

We want you to help document life

in the house for the next three days.

Really put yourself in the audience's

point of view.

As you all know, America fell in
love with two Shelbys,

two Matts and two Lees.

And Edward!
And Ed... How could I forget?

And we brought you back together

to see if magic
will strike a second time.

Just do you.

It's what America wants to see.

And if something happens
to go bump in the night,

let's be sure and capture it.

One last thing before
I leave you to it.

Lee, we're gonna put you
upstairs in your old room

with Monet. Matt,
you're gonna be with Shelby.

Uh, wait...
Wait, that's not gonna work.

I could take the basement.

Well, the whole house is camera ready

so sleep wherever you want.

Hey, Matt, maybe we can talk
about this later.

Shelby, leave him be.
You have every right to be upset

- I deserve it... - My brother doesn't need
your permission to be upset.

He's been doing
just fine without you.

- All right, Lee, that's enough.
- He's too nice

to say this, but you are a weak,
self-involved little girl

who does whatever you want
without giving

a damn about the carnage
you reap. You destroyed Matt

but that wasn't enough.

Thanks to your reckless bullshit,

everybody thinks I'm
a cold-blooded murderer.

It was a goddamn mistake.
Jesus, I am so sick of you

holding that over my head,
I don't... I don't know

how many more ways I can
apologize to you. I'm done.

I'm done being punished

for being human. Matt,
it was one time, I swear to you.

It was one time. I was lonely...
I was completely out of my mind.

Just let me... I swear...

Fiery and pathetic.

That's exactly how I played her.

Nailed it.
I completely...

You know.

Shh. Mm.

Your room's upstairs, to the...

Yeah. Thanks.
Good night.

It didn't look like

they were playing for the camera.

I mean, she looked really upset.

You thought so?

I did. You didn't?

I thought he was a little much.

I think it's always better
to underplay these things,

you know, if that's
where you're gonna go.

Americans are always so dramatic.

Yeah, them tears looked real.

I'll tell you
what isn't real.

Their ridiculous story. Obviously.

Otherwise, why would they ever
set foot back in this house?

We shot here for eight weeks,
You got a point.

nothing happened. Never.
No ghost pilgrims,

or people jerky.

Hey, bro.

What, uh...

What time of year was that?


- Yeah. It was summer.
- -ish? - Ah.

Look out the window.



Here we go.

What're we looking at here?

A full moon?

Nearly full.

The blood moon is coming.

Is that bad?

Should we call somebody?




What are you doing?

This is gonna be so hot.


Come back.
I'm gonna take a shower

and I want you to join me.

I'll be in in two minutes.

All right.

I mean it, hurry.

Okay, I'm coming.

This is ridiculous, Matt.

You don't want to sleep down here.

Just come upstairs, talk to me.

I won't let you shut me out anymore.


I am still your wife.

Should not have come back.

You know what this place is,
you know what happens here.

No, it's different this time.

There are more of us,
and Sidney's got...

cameras all over the house.

Nobody's gonna let us get hurt.

You're smarter than that, Shelby.

It will happen again.

I don't know if we'll
survive this time.


I wouldn't have guessed you and I had

anything in common.

Gotta say, I never did
see the resemblance.

I ain't got nothing
in common with you.

I can smell the booze from here.

I'm not judging you.

It's hard going that road alone.

Do you wanna talk
to someone about it?

I'm a drunk because of you,

you murdering bitch!

I had to live
in your head for months.

I know how you think.

But how you live with yourself,

killing the father
of your child, hmm?

That's how you played me.

Those people on the street
who yell "murderer" at me,

they're not seeing me.

They're seeing the person
you chose to put on the screen.

Let's leave.

Matt, you and me.

Right now, we can just--
we can walk out the door.

Hey, I just want to go home.

Shelby, hey.


Gotta say...

it felt nice...

to finally meet Dominic in person.

Matt, Matt!
Matt... Matt!

Stop it!

Stop it!


Hey, hang on...

You're good!
I mean...

Welcome home, huh?

Whew. Good.

Fuck you, Sidney!

Fuck you, motherfucker!


- Babe?
- Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

What? Are you okay?
Oh, my God!

You okay?
What happened? What happened?

Fuck, Sidney!
What happened?

He sent someone up to scare me.

He was just standing there
when I got out of the shower.

Oh, my God!

Will you take care of her?
Yes, of course.

Please don't go up there. Do not go.
That asshole!

Hey, girl.
Hi, Dominic.

When did you get here?

You okay, baby?
You all right?

He's the worst person ever.
Why would he do that?

Fuck you, Sidney!

Thank you.

I can't believe Sidney would
pull some bullshit like this.

Oh, please!

He doesn't actually believe

any of this haunting
nonsense is real.

No offense.

"R"... for "Rory."