True Blood (2008–2014): Season 4, Episode 4 - I'm Alive and on Fire - full transcript

Eric has disappeared again and Sookie enlists Alcide help in finding him. Bill wants to find him as well. Pam meanwhile wants Marnie to reverse her spell on Eric. She gets more than she bargained for. Bill gets to meet Portia Bellefleur's mother but learns something about her that brings their relationship to an abrupt end. Jason manages to escape from Crystal and her clan and is eventually rescued by familiar faces. Terry and Arlene's baby has a message for him. After his falling out with Sam, Tommy finds his mother but isn't quite expecting the kind of welcome he gets.

We're sitting ducks out here if any of Claudine's friends show up.
Hurry, in the house.
We're heading for the cubby, you hear me?
-More. -Quit it.
-I want more. -You can't have any more.
There isn't any more.
You drank the whole fairy, and you're going to your room.
-Drink you up. -Eric, you'll kill me! No!
I would never harm you.
You better not.
Come on. I'll tuck you in.
Hey. Did you just pinch my butt?
-Beautiful butt. -Well, thanks, but hands off.
Hey, I said-- What--?
You're drunk.
-Catch me. -Get back here!
I'm trying to help you. You can't do this.
Get back in the house right now.
-Never. -it'll be dawn soon.
I don't care.
-Where is Eric? -For the last time, I don't know.
l have no idea what happened to him.
Don't lie to me, Pam. It's treason.
Exactly. I wouldn't take the chance.
All of your subjects are learning how ruthless you are.
I know the depth of your devotion. You would lie and die for your maker.
And I know how much you hate him.
Why didn't you call me when he went missing?
I think you sent him to those witches so they'd kill him.
You're not supposed to think.
You're supposed to follow protocol.
When you hear from him, let me know immediately.
Yes, sire. You like the feel of it, don't you, Bill?
That crown.
Oh, yeah.
Wait, wait. Come on now.
-Get off me. -I ain't done yet.
Get off me!
I don't know why you're crying. I'm the one getting raped.
My brother-husband, he just bites the back of my neck...
...and he holds me down till it's over.
You're the best I ever had.
Oh, no.
-She's just a little girl. -Never you mind.
Breed, Ghost Daddy, breed.
Oh, fuck.
Uncle Felton says I'm old enough, and you better give me a cub.
-Whoa, whoa, no, no. Stop it! Stop it! -Don't yell at me!
Becky, I'm sick.
And I'm getting sicker.
I can't-- I can't do this no more.
You gotta.
l'll cut off your thing if you put up a fight.
You ever done sex before?
Sure. Lots of times.
But I ain't scared.
Then this ain't the way it should be.
Your first time, it should be special.
With a boy you really like, brings you presents and candy.
-Boys do that? -Oh, they sure do.
And hey, you make love with him because it's the right time.
Not because some mean man shoves you in a shed and says you gotta.
I don't wanna do this with you.
I don't wanna do this at all.
Then cut me loose.
I'm scared l'll die here.
So am |.
Be careful, Mr. Jason.
Yeah, you too.
FLANAGAN: I am trying to salvage the future of equality for vampires in this country...
...after Russell Edgington butchered a man on television.
And you send Eric Northman after Wiccans?
-Are you fucking insane? -Wiccans working death magic.
Some old hippies levitated a dead bird, so what?
Necromancy is no joke. Remember the Spanish massacre?
That was 400 years ago.
A single powerful witch with a reason to go after vampires.
It would be foolish to believe that this could not happen again.
Remember Salem? We all thought it was such a threat...
...when it was just a bunch of Puritanettes who needed a good lay.
This is the real thing. I know it.
They don't make necromancers the way they used to, Bill.
Then where is Eric? Why has nobody heard from him?
It's not my problem you can't control your sheriffs.
-You're making a big mistake. -That is not for you to decide.
I really don't know what you expect me to do.
-I can't take this to the Authority. -I don't expect anything.
-l'm just keeping you informed. -Fine, l'm informed.
Clean it up.
But don't you shed one drop of mortal blood.
-And what if they come--? -No dead humans.
Or I will have your ass.
-|'|| deal with it personally. -Thank you.
-How'd the execution go? -Oh, very smooth. Completely justified.
Aww. Poor Bill. Power's so hard.
Don't fuck this up.
How many retired kings do you know?
I'll make sure you're kept in the loop.
[SPEAKS IN SPANISH] You must burn a witch properly.
First the calves...
...and hands.
Then the torso...
...and the breasts.
This is madness.
We must stop this!
We have to save her!
She is not allowed to die...
...until her face is in flames.
[IN SPANISH] You belong to me... is you who will burn for your sins!
ALCIDE: Sookie?
Sookie, where you at?
Oh, thank you for coming.
l was checking the woods out back one more time. There's no sign of him.
How can Eric be running around in the daylight?
It's a long, strange story. I'll tell you on the way.
-Sookie. -Sorry.
I wasn't thinking.
I can't tell you how much I appreciate this.
-You'd help me if I needed you. -I sure would.
You got a scent?
Wait for me, Alcide. Damn.
Sam Merlotte, what have you done to my boy?
I didn't do anything to anybody. Got no idea what Hoyt's up to.
-You ready to order? -I don't mean Hoyt.
-He's no son of mine. -I don't know who you're talking about.
Tommy Mickens. His own brother, who he shot.
-Y'al| remember? -And who is now fine.
He is not fine. He didn't come home last night and I can't find him.
-Now, where is he? -How should I know? Tommy's a big boy.
-He runs his own life. -Something terrible is wrong with you.
There is no family feeling in your soul.
I could point out that you're the one who disowned your child by blood...
...but maybe you're right.
Maybe there is something wrong with me where family's concerned.
There's no question about that, Mr. Guns-A-Blazing.
The whole town knows it.
I can't help you, Maxine.
I am a lioness, and if you even laid a finger on him...
-...I will punch your ticket but good. -I did not, hand to the Lord.
Yes, ma'am.
-Why aren't you fighting back? -Got no quarrel with you.
Tommy's lucky a lioness has his back.
Now, you look different.
-I do? -Yep.
Because you ain't a virgin no more.
He do you right?
Sex is kind of gross, but it feels good, don't it?
Don't it?
Tell Uncle Daddy Felton all about it.
Hey. Look at me.
What are you hollering about?
We got Jason's seed. That's all we wanted.
I'm gonna claw your pretty boy up and string his guts from here to Shreveport.
And your little sister-niece, Becky, she's next. Come on, Luther!
-Bufort! Timbo! BUFORT: Yeah?
-You promised you wouldn't hurt him. -Fuck that shit! Fuck you!
Do you know a spell that'll make him remember?
Please, I am so tired. I have hardly slept.
If you fully realized what fucking vampire you fucked with... would never sleep again.
He had no right to approach us. It's his fault. This is a sacred space.
Nothing is sacred to them.
Well, the Goddess, she will protect us.
Will you fucking talk some sense into her?
-Just calm down. -Go away. Just go away.
People are so violent and so perplexing. Just leave me alone with the dead.
Marnie, all you have to do is come with us...
...and reverse the spell on Eric Northman.
-Or you'll be one of the dead. -I can't.
It wasn't me. It wasn't my spell.
It was her.
"Can't" isn't a motherfucking option here.
Her who?
I don't know her name. She hasn't told me.
I'll tell you what. You get her ass on the goddamn Goddess line...
...and you tell her to turn this curse a-fucking-round.
Spirits aren't pets. They don't come when you call.
Marnie, these vampires will kill everyone in our circle.
-After a whole lot of torture. -And rape.
|-- I suppose I better try something.
Thank you.
You can just tell us what to do.
...loving souls...
...light our way.
Reveal to us your ancient wisdom.
Save our fucking asses.
In this suffering, tragic world, show us your mercy.
Blessed be.
Come on.
They're just spells.
Spells that restore the mind, spells that recover memory...
...spells that remove....
Let's turn to the books.
That's bound to reveal something.
So Eric can daywalk some with the fairy blood, but it makes him drunk as a skunk.
He's hammered, and who knows how long before he starts to fry.
There's no time to rest. We gotta keep moving.
I know you don't like him, but if he dies, Pam'll kill me.
Hey, Sookie. Where have you been?
Come. Come play with me. It's wonderful here.
I am Aegir, god of the sea, and you are Ran, my sea goddess.
There's big gators in there, you crazy Viking.
Get on out and let's go home before one of them chomps off your you-know-what.
Leave the sun to the water?
Nope. I'll just kill all the sea monsters.
Show yourselves.
He really is different.
-Get away from her! -Fuck you! She wants me here.
Eric, this is Alcide, our friend. He's gonna help you.
-You don't want to fight him. -Yes, I do.
-Now, prepare to die, you stinking dog. -Take a shot, you dumb shit fanger.
Grow up, you giant babies. Alcide, stop making that noise.
Eric, put up those fangs and do what I say.
I don't feel so good.
Now will you listen to me?
Sookie,I hurt.
My blood is burning.
I know. I know, come on.
You gotta git, vamp speed.
ERIC: I don't wanna go back to the dark.
I don't want us-- I don't want us....
Just keep that blanket on and the sun at your back.
-Sookie, |-- -Go.
Run. We'll be right behind you.
TOMMY: Mama?
Melinda Mickens!
MELINDA: Over here!
Whoo-hoo! Over here!
Oh, now, look what you made me done.
Now I gotta walk all the way back to the well.
I stole a car. I'll drive you. Ain't you happy to see me?
I been dreaming about you for months and months.
-I didn't want to make you mad. -I ain't mad.
I couldn't wait no more. I had to call.
I called Merlotte's and got the name of that lady you been staying with.
I missed you, Ma.
-And when you told me that-- -Now, sugar, don't you cry too.
You gotta be the man.
Is it true? Did you finally leave Joe Lee?
-For good this time? -Well, I did.
-I left him. -Oh, Mama.
I'm the happiest I ever been in my life.
What'd you say? How'd you do it?
We'll talk about that later. I wanna hear about you.
Look at you, all growed up, on your own.
-I can read now. -No, you cannot.
-Yeah. -Can you?
-Yeah. -Oh, I'm so proud.
Remember when everybody called you stupid and | always said you wasn't?
-Oh, and Sam shot me in the leg. -He what? Why?
Because he hates me. Bang, big old nasty hole right there.
But I'm strong. I got better.
Shoot my baby, I could kill him.
Getting rid of that child's the best decision I ever made.
Yeah, you were right.
He never cared about me.
Well, we don't care about him.
You are my one and only.
Give me another hug around the neck.
LUNA: Who is it? -Surprise. It's Sam.
-What are you doing here? -I felt like saying hey to a beautiful girl.
-That's sweet. -You showed up to seduce me.
-Thought I'd return the favor. -Shh. It can't work that way.
Not a good time.
l was-- I was just following your lead.
Just to be clear, has something changed?
-Are we still on the same page? -Yeah.
More or less, but you gotta call first.
So only one of us can be spontaneous?
-Well-- EMMA: Mommy.
Who are you?
Who are you?
You look like somebody important.
Like a princess or a cowgirl.
-I am. -Yeah? What are you doing?
We were just playing Barbies. Can he play Barbies with us?
-Oh, I don't think so. -Oh, come on. Can I?
Emma, this is my friend Sam. Sam, meet my daughter.
-Hi. -Hey, Emma. Which Barbie do I get?
-I hope she has a bunch of pretty dresses. -Oh, she does.
-Come on in. -Love to.
ERIC: I don't wanna go to sleep. -You have to rest.
You got all burned up today.
Let me check.
Everything healed.
-Now, lay down and close your eyes. -No.
If you stay awake, you're gonna bleed all over the place.
-I know what the bleeds are. -Fine, then you can clean it up.
I'm not a maid.
Stay with me.
Can't. Human stuff to do.
-This is nuts. -Hush.
He can't stay here. What are you thinking?
You saw yourself. He isn't the same.
-It's not for long, anyway. -He's still a killer.
Eric Northman at your house, you must have a death wish.
-Well, Debbie Pelt's still Debbie Pelt. -So?
She's an addict, an attempted murderer...
...she lives in your house and I'm not judging you.
-So that's how you feel about her. -I don't want you hurt again, or me.
ALCIDE: That's what I'm saying about Eric. SOOKIE: All right, then we're even.
Come here.
I'm on your side, Sook.
Whatever happens.
Same for me.
-Keep in touch. -You know I will.
So long, motherfucker.
-Hey, baby. -Just stay there.
Stay there.
Luther and Timbo are coming. I can handle them.
I'm Big Mama Kitty now.
Finally, everybody gonna do what I say.
Felton got you good. Let me rub some dirt on that.
You don't fucking touch me.
We can be together now. Like we was always meant to be.
We're mates for life.
We ain't nothing but disaster.
You're the worst thing that ever happened to me.
That's the fever talking.
Take one more step, I'll kill you.
Bon Temps ain't your home no more.
You're gonna be Panther Man and Ghost Daddy to our clan.
The fuck I am.
Hotshot's the only place that'll take you in.
If the next time | see you or this shithole is a hundred years from now...'ll still be too goddamn soon.
I'll be waiting for you, Jason.
Full moon.
PORTIA: Bill? Bill?
You haven't heard a word I've said.
Sorry, I'm preoccupied. Business.
I think you're worried about meeting my grandmamma.
She's keeping you waiting on purpose, you know.
She likes to make all my gentlemen callers nervous.
Grandmamma, this is my friend and client, William Compton.
Caroline Bellefleur.
Caroline. Well, that was my wife's name.
It's an honor and a gift to make your acquaintance, Mrs. Bellefleur.
Please, sit.
ANDY: Good night, back soon. CAROLINE: Andrew.
BILL: Andrew. -Bill.
There's tea in the kitchen, Portia.
Of course. Tru Blood for you, Bill?
That would be very kind.
I'll have a Red Bull, please.
No, you won't. It's vulgar.
-He'll have sweet tea. -Yes, ma'am.
Tell us about your day, dear.
Well, I caught that flasher from Glenville.
We don't talk about that in the parlor.
You asked me. That's what I did.
l have tried, unsuccessfully... teach my grandson the art of polite conversation.
But he is a man of the law.
He is bound by civic responsibility to practice the art of circumspection...
...which is entirely the opposite.
Mr. Compton, you're good.
-No. LUNA: Yes.
We have to brush your teeth and put on your PJs.
-I don't want to. SAM: I think you better.
Unless you'd like a million little bugs playing house in your mouth.
-When we're done, we can say good night. -|'|| do it myself.
-Sam, stay. -Yes, ma'am.
There is a girl who knows her mind.
I want her to be strong, but sometimes she's a little too much like her father.
Or maybe her mom?
I wanna raise her right. So many shifter kids are fucked up.
-Yeah. -They hate the world, they hate themselves.
She goes that way, it's gonna break my heart.
But you could have told me about her.
You know, I like kids. I'm not gonna run.
Do I seem like that kind of guy?
But I have to be careful.
Really careful.
Go on.
My ex is a werewolf.
-Oh. -I was young, he was a bad boy.
Everyone said no, so I said yes.
I am a cliche.
No, you're not.
No, you're not.
We make choices.
We don't know what they'll mean down the line.
And you got away from a werewolf.
Right? That's no cliche.
Not "away" away.
-He watches you? -Yeah, I think he might.
Drives by sometimes, comes around when I don't expect him.
He loves Emma, but he's jealous... if I get close to somebody--
-Me. -Yeah, you.
--I don't know what he'll do.
That's a really good reason to run.
Do I look like I'm running?
I'm sitting next to you.
Well, I was hoping you would.
-Hey. -Here you go.
-Thanks. SAM: Mm-hm.
What is she doing?
She's testing for energy. The right spell might give off heat.
I got nothing.
You be careful of that. It's over a hundred years old.
This ain't working, and we're running out of time.
Marnie, maybe we should try something else.
Well, I don't know what else I can do.
I call upon you for the thousandth time, my faithful spirit guides.
Why have you forsaken me?
We're fucked.
What the--?
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
"To heal those who have drunk from the River Lethe."
-Huh? -It's the Greeks.
It's the river in Hades, the river of forgetting.
-This is it. TARA: We better call Pam.
Oh, blessed be.
"Draw your circle in the light of the moon of Artemis."
ALCIDE: Deb? -In the den.
You said you were working late. You weren't kidding.
Got behind on a couple things. Hey, darling.
-Did you shift today? -Yeah.
Why would you do that?
Wasn't exactly my idea. Sookie called.
-Hm. -Had to go to Bon Temps.
She needed emergency wolf assistance wrangling a vamp.
-In the daylight? -Yeah.
Got pretty cooked.
We had to catch him and throw him underground real quick.
Took a bite out of my schedule.
-Sookie's okay? -For now.
But you know her. Danger on the doorstep every five minutes.
Yeah, I know.
You're not mad, are you?
Mm-mm. There's nothing to be mad about.
We are living a life of rigorous honesty here.
I'm glad you told me about it.
You're a good man to help her with her troubles.
I cannot get over how much you've grown.
You're in my bed, boy.
I ain't worried about no Sookie.
My husband Joseph was Arthur Bellefleur's son...
...and Arthur was the son of James.
Grandmamma, I can't sit here all night being circumspect.
l have a big job, and I have big things to do.
Well, go then. No one's holding you prisoner.
Night, y'all.
He's drinking again.
We don't know that. His work is very stressful, and he takes it all to heart.
It's a mistake to coddle men, Bill. Don't you agree?
I don't. I thoroughly enjoy a good coddling.
Now, your husband's grandfather was James Bellefleur.
And he was the descendant of Jedediah Bellefleur.
-I knew him from the battlefield. -And James' father-- I can't recall.
Once upon a time, I could go back 10 generations without giving it a thought.
Would you get the Bible for me? Oh, thank you, dear.
And a little whiskey.
What a shame. It's so faded you can't read it.
Would you permit me?
Vampire vision.
So Joseph Bellefleur was the son of Arthur Bellefleur...
...who was the son of James Bellefleur and Elizabeth Harris.
Yes, she was the daughter of....
-You-- You cannot-- -I understand.
-Please forgive me. I didn't know. -I believe you.
-But you cannot-- -Of course. You have nothing to fear.
-What? -Excuse me.
I am-- I'm really not feeling very well.
Good night.
PORTIA: Grandmamma, are you gonna be okay?
CAROLINE: Yes, dear. Yes.
I must go.
-Tell me about it over drinks? -You can't come with me.
-We cannot see each other anymore. -Why?
Don't you walk away from me. I am a lawyer, Bill.
I am a terrier. I will not let this go.
Elizabeth Harris was the daughter of Lionel Harris and Sarah Compton.
Sarah was my daughter.
You're my great-great-great-great granddaughter.
You see that, Mikey? That's your family.
That's your big brother and sister.
And they're gonna teach you and rassle with you...
...protect you from your enemies.
And that's your mama...
...the most beautiful mama in the whole world.
And I'm your daddy...
...and I'm gonna teach you how to hunt and shoot and trap and fish and--
And how to take clothes out of the dryer.
You just stay put. I'll be right back.
Daddy's back.
-Oh! -What?
SOOKIE: You've been too quiet.
This isn't like you.
Yes, it is.
-No, it's not. The real Eric-- -I am real.
You are.
I meant the Eric with his memories.
Not much gets him down.
Sure, he's a rascal and a troublemaker...
...and most of the time, I'd like to slap the smile off his face...
...but he's a happy vampire.
I'll never swim in the sun again.
Never feel the heat on my skin.
Never see the daylight in your hair.
Well, the nighttime's not so bad. You still got the stars in the sky.
I'm not a child.
| wish I knew what to say to make you feel better.
You think I'm weak.
You want the Eric who doesn't feel.
It's not that.
If you kiss me, I promise to be happy.
It's only a kiss.
Someone's at your door.
Don't come up.
-Bill. -Are you well?
You look well.
You too. I'm great.
What do you want?
-Eric. -He's gone.
The night before last, you were begging me to get him out of here.
But then he told me he was leaving and I could stay.
I thought you'd come through for me.
Did he say where he was going?
You see...
...we searched his farm in Oland and his apartment in Paris...
...and the plantation in Barbados, and, I mean, we looked everywhere.
This is the one place that he owns that my guards haven't searched.
-So with your permission-- -Or without it?
Well, I'd rather you agreed.
I'm not gonna let big goons with guns stomp around my clean house.
It'll only be me.
I don't care who owns it on paper.
This is still my home.
There's not gonna be any search.
-I'm sorry. -No.
-How can you? -I have to. It's my responsibility.
What reason do you have not to trust me? When have I ever lied to you?
You're right.
Good night.
JESSICA: Hoyt, stop. There's somebody laying there.
HOYT: Oh, my God. It's Jason.
-Jason? -Stay with us, J. We got you.
Jason, drink.
Jason, drink.
If we had a book, I'd make you read it to me.
TOMMY: I could do it too.
There's a trick you can use when you don't know the word.
Is that right?
Yeah, you sound out all the letters and you put them together and you listen.
And then all of a sudden, you're like, "Hey, I do know that word."
I'm fixing to bust, I'm so proud.
-Yeah? -My baby's an educated man.
It's a good feeling.
Joe Lee throw you back in the ring?
I can see the scars.
And from the looks of your throat, you barely made it out alive.
It was a Rottie. Skinny little thing. Didn't look like much.
Oh, man.
I thought I'd kill him quick, shift in the van, have a nice cold beer.
But that ain't the way it went.
You never know how it's gonna go. How many times you tell me that?
And you're too old to be fighting.
Fucking puppy had me by the throat in two seconds flat.
If your daddy hadn't nailed him with a pipe, you wouldn't have a mama no more.
Goddamn Joe Lee.
| wish I could throw him in the pen with six starving Chows.
-Show him what it's like. -No, you got that wrong.
He saved my life.
What, you left him and you're still standing up for him?
She'll never leave me.
-You lied. -Honey, we missed you.
We need you. We can't make it without you.
The scars are your fault. You threw us away like we was shit.
You are shit. Ugh!
I'm really gonna train you now.
Don't hurt him bad.
You will learn obedience.
Son, you done drew your last free breath.
How am I expected to repair the vampire if he isn't here?
That's your problem. Reverse the spell or I'll bite your fucking head off.
Then you'll never get Eric.
If you guys are so lame you can't even turn around your own magic...
-...he's as good as dead anyway. -So are you, bitch.
Nobody here to keep you safe, and we know where you live at.
There's always a special place in my dungeon for you, Lafayette.
JESUS: This is the one. -I can't find my glasses.
-They're right here. -Thank you.
-Are you fucking retarded? -Shut the fuck up or we won't even try.
Make her fucking do something.
Stop saying "fuck." I can't concentrate.
North, south, east, west.
North, south, east....
North, south, east, west.
North, south, east....
"Mnemosyne, goddess of memory...
...goddess of time...
...heal your wayward son of the underworld, Eric Northman.
Bathe him in Hades, in your pool of remembrance."
This is bullshit.
Listen, bitch. I don't have time for this.
Fix my maker.
[SPEAKS IN SPANISH] Corrupt, unsanctified corpse that walks...
...behold your true self!