True Blood (2008–2014): Season 6, Episode 3 - You're No Good - full transcript

Irate over Burrell's blatant aggression towards vampires, Eric takes matters into his own hands. After dangerously testing the limits of his powers, Bill enlists a TruBlood innovator to synthesize a new type of blood - but has difficulty finding the right donor. Sookie begins to learn why Warlow is after her. Sam receives unexpected help from Nicole and her Vampire Unity Society (V.U.S.) associates. Steve Newlin finds his past ideals turning into a current nightmare.

What is your name, sweetheart?
Willa Burrell.
Are you daddy's little girl, Willa?
Does he love you more than his own life?
So if I tear you apart...
right down here,
would that devastate him?
Would that rip his fucking heart out?
Are you a God-fearing girl, Willa?
- Yes. - Then know that you're about to die
for your father's sins and not your own,
but you are going to die.
And you will not scream.
Do you understand?
Killing me will not stop him, but I know things.
I can tell you about the experiments.
What experiments?
Freeze, asshole!
As the Tru Blood shortage cont--
You said they're all gonna burn.
Who, Bill? Who is going to burn?
Vampires. Many, many of them.
- Where's this happening? - I don't know.
- Do you know who's-- - I don't know.
I have to stop it.
I have to save them. Lilith came to me.
But it's the future.
What you've seen will happen. She can't possibly expect you--
Damn it, I have to!
You were there, too, Jess.
Burning in the sun.
You were one of them.
I don't know why or how or when.
But I saw it.
You, Eric,
Pam, and Tara...
True deaths?
So help me, I will not lose you, Jess.
I will stop this.
My head.
I gotta...
drink some water.
Thank you, Lafayette.
Come on.
It's go time.
Jason, keep Sookie in the house.
Ah! Ah!
Oh, my God. Jason! Jason!
- Oh, shit. - Jason!
Get back into the house.
- Just give him a second. - Grandpa?
Get back into the house now.
Did I get him?
No, hotshot, you didn't get him.
- Did you get him? - No, sweetie.
The king of all faeries did not get him either.
I don't like that tone, missy.
Well, then don't be all condescending
toward my brother and you won't have to hear it.
I don't like how you look. I'm worried about you.
Well, don't be 'cause I'm fine.
How come you're not afraid of Warlow?
I am afraid.
You should be more afraid.
He's not coming after me, you know?
I do know that, Grandpa Niall.
But you gotta realize, I can barely remember
the last time I wasn't in danger.
Danger, it's a fact of life for me,
so if I go getting worked up every time I'm in trouble,
it's like I'm crying wolf to myself.
So I try to keep an even keel,
I take regular danger in stride,
and that way, I've still got a real, healthy fear inside me
for when the shit really hits the fan.
Warlow is the proverbial shit hitting the fan.
Don't underestimate him.
I won't.
- I'm going out. - Where to?
I'm tired of waiting.
I'm taking the fight to him.
- I'm coming with you. - Like hell you are.
- No, you're not. - Oh, motherfucker.
Hey, Grandpa Niall.
Why does it have to be me?
There are plenty of faeries out there.
And percentage-wise, I don't even have the right
to call myself a halfling.
Why does Warlow want me?
Because, my dear,
the faerie blood that courses through your veins is royal.
We're royalty.
What is it that they say?
"Uneasy lies the head that wears the crown."
Lock the door behind me.
- Where's Nora? - Out.
- Out where? - I didn't ask 'cause I didn't give a shit.
Who the fuck is she?
Pam, Tara, I'd like you to meet Willa Burrell.
You kidnapped the governor's daughter?
Aw, hell, no. No, you motherfuckin' didn't.
She has information that I need.
At least she better.
I will tell you everything I know, I swear.
Promise me you are going to kill her.
Fuck, Pam, what do you gotta kill her for?
All he gotta do is glamor her
"none of this shit happened" business
and send her back home.
Because, human lover,
her daddy fucked up my bar and glamoring's boring.
It's savage-ass shit like that that makes humans hate us.
Ladies, the governor and his security won't be far behind us.
I want you to pack up anything you might feel nostalgic about
before we leave Fangtasia for good.
Pam, you just gonna roll over like that?
Not for her daddy or anyone.
Come on.
You don't have to glamor me.
I wanna help you.
I don't like what my father is doing
any more than you do.
Now, you mentioned something about experiments.
It's-- it's a horrible--
Tell me.
Do you remember the ballot measures last year?
None of that money went to the highway system.
Where'd it go?
Where did it go, Willa?
They used it to build a camp.
It's part prison and part research facility.
The vampires that they're arresting,
they're not taking them to jail.
They're studying y'all--
your biology, your physiology,
psychology, shit like that.
It's sick, sick, sick shit.
And where is this camp?
I don't know.
I don't, I don't.
The only reason I know any of this shit
is because I've been snooping around.
Please don't kill me.
Don't kill me.
Steer clear.
Weapons tight.
Let's go.
Remove his hood, please.
Welcome to your new home, Reverend Newlin.
I was once a big fan of your work.
Ungag him, will ya?
I'm curious what he has to say.
Do you even know who I am?
I am the spokesvampire for the AVL.
If you don't release me, you're gonna have vampires crawling up your asses.
On second thought, let's keep him gagged, shall we?
What did I do?
I didn't mean to kill those frat boys!
It was Russell Edgington! It wasn't me!
We're finished packing up.
Everything her father didn't steal or destroy
fits in this box.
It's just a bar, Pam.
Not even you believe that.
She tell you everything she knew?
- Yeah, she was very forthcoming. - Hmm.
Let's go. You're coming with us.
Oh, come on. Now you're taking her with?
Oh, God damn it.
I beg you, cut off her head and rest it on her stomach,
and when the governor storms in here again,
he'll have that lovely image seared in his memory forever.
Either do that or what my prude progeny's suggesting,
but don't bring her with.
None of this is ours anymore.
Burrell already took it,
and we have nothing to negotiate with,
we have nothing to fight him with.
All we have is her.
- The girl lives. - Thank you.
The world is changing, Pam.
We have to change with it.
Are you crazy? They're werewolves.
Tell Bruce to get back here.
No way. He texted me,
said they have some kind of compound.
Sorry, Sam, they took her.
Why are you in my house?
Those guys, they beat you up
and we just helped you inside, all right?
Oh, that mangy bitch had a mean right.
I have some water. You want some?
Water? Oh, no, no, hunty.
I need something a little stronger than water.
Who's he?
Sam, this is Jessie. Jessie, Sam.
I'm her boyfriend.
Listen, thanks, I guess, for picking us up out there,
but I gotta ask y'all to leave.
Those were werewolves, right?
Can they, like, turn into wolves whenever they want,
or just during a full moon?
Now, I need to know these things, okay?
I'm a cofounder of VUS, the Vamp--
Vampire Unity Society. Yeah, I know.
- Hey, Harvard... - I went to Penn.
Whatever. You need to erase everything you saw and heard out there.
In fact, erase the word "werewolf" from your memory,
if you know what's good for youse.
- Are you threatening me? - I'll bust you in your fuckin' face
with this bottle-- now that's a threat.
What I just gave you was some more than good advice.
Okay, we're gonna leave, right?
- Yeah. - We're gonna go.
Sam, I wanted to say I'm sorry about earlier.
I came on really strong,
asking questions about Luna, and I didn't know.
I'm very sorry about your loss.
Look, I know. It's--
What are you gonna do about Emma?
Are you just gonna let them take her?
- 'Cause we can definitely help-- - Hey, hey, listen.
I appreciate it, but I don't need your help.
Everybody needs help.
Come on, Nic.
Mm-mm, she gonna be trouble for you.
Yeah, well, she can get in line.
Now, Sammie, before you turn into a snake or a bear
or some shit that I can't have a conversation with,
what insane plan you got cooking
in that pretty little head of yours?
The plan is
I take care of this mess and you go home.
Now look, that girl was right about one thing-- everybody need help,
especially you and especially now.
Now, I'm only gonna say this once
'cause I ain't into that mushy shit,
but you gave me a chance when nobody else would,
hired me when I really needed a job,
and you always treated me with respect,
so, yes, I is in.
And I'm asking,
what's the motherfuckin' plan, boyfriend?
Oh, hello, Ginger.
Well, well, well,
if it isn't Eric Northman
who's come a-knockin' on my door.
I've finally decided to take you up
on your offer for a sleepover.
Why don't you, uh...
invite me in?
Come on in,
you big, bad vampire.
Oh, I hope you don't mind. I brought some friends.
Invite me in.
Uh, come on in, I guess.
Yeah, invite me.
Whatever. Come on in.
Does this mean we're not fucking?
Sadly, Ginger, no,
we will not be fucking on this occasion.
However, the night will come when we do.
- This I promise you. - Who's the human anyhow?
Who she is is no concern of yours.
That she and I are taking over your coffin is.
Why does he get the coffin?
Let's not be petty, Tara.
Now, the sun is coming. It's time to go to ground.
Why don't the three of us sleep in the coffin and the girl--
The girl is sleeping with me,
as I don't trust you not to kill her.
Ginger, would you please escort Pam and Tara
to your shitty little underground cubby?
Thank you.
Lilith gave me the answer.
I only had to realize it.
When she came to me, when we talked,
it was daylight.
We were standing in the noonday sun.
I could feel the warmth on my skin.
I could literally feel the rays
and I did not burn.
Okay, I admit, I don't understand exactly what is happening to you,
but I know you are still a vampire,
and I know that the sun-- you can't.
You just-- you can't.
Sookie drove a wooden stake through my chest
and I pulled it out like a splinter from my finger.
I walked through fire.
I'm having visions, prescient visions.
I am Lilith's prophet.
I feel like I can-- I feel immortal.
Maybe you are, but what if you're not?
You are my world, Bill.
You're my father, my maker, my friend.
- Please don't do this to me. - Don't worry.
No, Jesus Christ, Bill!
Something killed Lilith. If you meet the sun and you're wrong--
But I'm not wrong.
You'll see.
You go inside now.
Oh, God. Shit, shit!
Jess! Ah!
Oh, God.
Oh, God.
I don't understand.
I don't understand.
It's okay.
Oh, God, it's okay. You're gonna be okay.
What are you?
Tell me what happened.
No words.
Just thoughts.
It got in.
What got in?
A vampire.
Extremely powerful.
Let me look at you.
I have no idea how he got in.
Just don't leave me like this, please.
The ultimate kindness.
I am sending you home.
How you feeling?
About the same.
Is Niall back?
You don't go huntin' vampires in the daytime.
Why ain't he back?
I don't know.
I don't like how you look.
Let me take you to the hospital.
No, Sook, I already told you
I don't need a goddamn hospital.
You have any idea how many concussions I got
back in my playin' days?
- That's all this is. - If that's all this is,
shouldn't you be getting better by now?
I am getting better.
The hallucinations are gone... I think.
- You were hallucinating? - Like a motherfucker.
Sook, the other day when we were at the steakhouse
and I was armin' up to go into the Authority,
you didn't wonder why I was acting all crazy
and more racist than usual?
Of course I did.
That's 'cause, as far as I was concerned,
Mama and Daddy were right there.
Right there whispering all kinds
of hateful stuff in my ear,
encouraging me to kill vampers,
like they was giving me some kind of pregame pep talk.
One second, one second, one second.
Sook, I can feel you looking at me.
If you wanna help, press on my pressure point
like Mama used to.
- Ah. - Like this?
That's good, Sook.
You got Mama's hands.
I do?
You know what I wish?
I wish that I had been hallucinating about somebody else,
that any-- anybody else
was whisperin' all that hateful shit in my ear.
And I hate that I put all those ideas on Mama and Daddy,
'cause they don't deserve it.
Sometimes when people pass on,
we forget all the bad stuff and only remember the good.
And that would make them perfect in our memories.
So Mama and Daddy were racist.
No, I'm saying that they had their faults
just like the rest of us.
Oh. What kind of faults?
Well, for starters, Mama was--
she was scared of me.
I mean, she loved me, but she couldn't accept that I was different.
She was afraid of me up till the day she died.
How do you know this?
Same way I know everything I know.
You couldn't have told me this before?
Thinking they were perfect was working for you.
It made you try harder at everything you did.
The only reason I'm telling you now is because I--
Uh-uh, don't say Warlow,
'cause you ain't going anywhere.
I know.
I just don't want you to feel guilty
or ashamed or like you're somehow cheating
on the memory of Mama and Daddy
just 'cause a little reality burst into the fantasy.
We can still love them,
even if we recognize that they ain't perfect.
Sook, you are...
a lot smarter than I am.
No, sweetie.
I just ain't had as many concussions is all.
Memo said this is pure vampire stopping power.
These go with it.
These are contact lenses
to keep you from getting vamp-hypnotized.
Fuckin' science.
It's called "glamoring."
My dry cleaner's a vampire. She likes to talk.
Holly, what a surprise.
Andy Bellefleur, are you gonna enforce the vampire curfew or not?
What's going on? Are you being bothered? I'd love to help you.
There's vampires scratching at our windows all night at the motel.
Now, I know times are tough
and they're crazed from starvin',
but they are scaring the bejeezus outta me and my boys.
That lady's mad at you, Daddy.
I know that, sweet pea.
Oh, my goddess.
Are these your--
well, how in the world?
Yep, it's weird, right?
They're growing up so fast.
So goddamn fast.
Girls, this is Miss Holly.
She's one of the nicest ladies you'll ever meet.
Okay. Hey, girls.
Hello, Miss Holly.
They have names?
Right now, I'm just using numbers.
Seems to work.
Look, Holly, I know things between us
have been strained,
but I would really like to help you
with your vampire problem personally.
Would you take a ride with me?
Take a ride?
What? What for?
You just have to trust me.
The cops are here.
Martha, she needs to shift.
I'll handle this.
Afternoon, Officers.
Afternoon. I'm Officer Innes, this is Officer Stutz,
Caddo Parish Sheriff's Department.
This the home of Martha Bozeman?
It is. Can I help you?
That depends on who you are.
Name's Alcide Herveaux. This here's Rikki Naylor.
We're friends of Martha's.
Either of you seen this girl before?
Know who she is?
It's Emma, Emma Bozeman.
It's Martha's grandkid, but I ain't seen her.
- You? - No, I ain't seen her either.
The thing is, we just came from her father's house.
Nobody's seen him for weeks,
so that kind of piqued our interest.
Sorry, man. I can't help you.
Maybe the grandma can. She around?
She's nappin'.
Haven't been feeling well lately. Emphysema.
Wake her up.
We can do this bedside, if it'd make it easier.
Would you run inside, wake poor Martha up?
Tell her the Sheriff's Department's here.
If these cops take you,
they ain't gonna return you to Sam.
They won't leave until they talk to you.
- She won't shift. - Oh, she'll shift.
If you so much as lay a hand--
They need to talk to you, Martha. Now.
Oh, and you have emphysema.
What's the matter, sweetheart?
I'm scared.
I don't fucking care if you're scared.
You're gonna fuckin' shift...
right fucking now!
My son disappeared on me a couple of weeks ago,
but I didn't know about Luna.
Are you sure now?
You're not hiding anything from us?
Why would I hide anything? I love that child.
Now that I know she's missing--
there ain't nothing I wouldn't do to help you find her.
You mind if we take a look inside?
- You got a warrant? - Don't need one.
With the governor's new anti-vampire agenda,
we've been given vast latitude
when it comes to search and seizures.
So, if you'll excuse us.
Well, sorry for the intrusion.
We'll be on our way.
And, again, sorry we couldn't be more help.
I told you taking her was a stupid fucking idea.
All you did was bring trouble into this pack.
- Trouble we don't need. - She's my granddaughter
and she is part of this pack whether you like it or not.
There won't be a pack, Martha.
They're this fucking close to figuring out who and what we are.
And when they do, if you don't think they're gonna do to us
what they're doing to the vampires,
then you're an even stupider bitch than I thought.
That's enough. Now she's got no mother
and no father, thanks to me.
And we protect our own.
I'm the packmaster.
She's wolf, she stays.
Bow to him.
Do it again!
Line up your shot with the sight.
Keep both your eyes open.
Just concentrate now. You don't have to squeeze so hard.
- Dang it! - It's okay, it's okay.
It just takes practice, that's all.
- Let's do it again. - Andy...
Do you wanna learn how to protect your kids
from vampires during these strange times or not?
I promise you, this is for demonstration purposes only.
Because I'm still mad at you.
I know you are. This is totally platonic.
Fact is, I do this with all the deputies I teach,
especially the male ones.
Just let me show you.
Damn it, girls!
How many times do I have to tell you?
Hand lasers off!
Sometimes I worry I'm not cut out for this.
What, parenting?
Of course you are. It just takes practice.
Aim a little higher.
A little higher.
Now we just slowly pull the trigger.
That felt good.
Wanna know what she's thinking?
Outta my head, Number Three.
Okay, Miss Holly.
I do want you to know something.
There's plenty of other places I could've taken you today,
places closer to town,
but this place I brought you to,
Terry and I practically grew up here.
We called it Fort Bellefleur.
It was always a safe place to us, a sanctuary.
And I--
we don't have to ever get naked together again
if you don't wanna,
but I would like to be your Fort Bellefleur.
- Andy... - Not now, one day.
When you're ready.
Just don't say no.
Well, show me again.
Oh, right. There.
- That looks good. - Okay.
I'm a vampire.
I'm meant to be dead during the day.
I thought you might want to talk or something.
No, thank you.
Put your tape back on.
I can tell you more about my dad.
You know how last term it was reported
that he had the affair on my mom and that's why she left?
It was actually the other way around.
She had the affair with a vampire.
He owns a bar out in Hollywood kind of like yours.
There's only one Fangtasia, Willa.
Totally. Of course.
Anyway, I really wanted to move out to California to live with them,
but my dad had his lieutenant governor
squash her petition plans.
And I didn't know any of this until--
Is this your way of trying to convince me
that you don't have a problem with vampires?
That you're open-minded like Mommy?
I'm just talking to you.
Guess I'm trying to distract myself
from the fact that I might not have too much longer to live.
But to answer your question,
I do like vampires...
very much.
Hey, you have the bleeds.
Like I said, I'm meant to be dead during the day.
Can't let you do that.
Now put your tape back on.
Are we kindred?
We are.
Um, my name's Ben.
I heard there was this faerie haven close by.
This is Thibodeaux Field, right?
I've been searching for this place since yesterday.
I can't find it.
It was destroyed by a vampire.
- Oh, my God. - You're wounded.
Yeah, I was also attacked by a vampire.
I was just looking for a safe place to rest.
Like I said, I couldn't find the club.
I've been searching for it all night.
Are there any survivors?
The vampire who did this--
I hunted him across the centuries,
across millennia.
You see, he drained my entire village
and reduced my parents to a pile of dust.
This vampire you're speaking of, is...
is his name Warlow?
- Yes, it is. - Shit.
- What are you doing, son? - Forgive me, Your Highness.
I just realized you're Niall-- you're Niall Brigant.
You're the king of the fae, right?
You're right,
but the pomp and the circumstance aren't necessary.
Stand up, son.
What'd you say your name was?
It's Ben, Ben Flynn.
Well, Ben Flynn, because of a mistake
one of my sons made many, many years ago,
Warlow believes he is entitled to my granddaughter Sookie.
Sook-- Sookie Stackhouse?
You know her?
Yeah, after I was attacked by the vampire, she found me.
She took me to her home.
She showed me great kindness.
I came to this club, Ben Flynn,
in the hopes of assembling an army of fae
so I could hunt Warlow down,
and I found you.
Are you prepared to return Sookie's kindness?
It'd be a privilege.
It'd be an honor.
Let's go.
Where are you going?
I'm running errands. You stay here.
- Let me come with you. - There is a curfew out there, Jess,
and you are in peril.
I can't take the risk.
The night we came back to town,
the night Sookie staked you, I stayed.
I was scared of you, but I stayed because you said you needed me.
You said that I was the only one that you could trust.
No, Jess--
Now that we know that it's about my survival,
you can't ask me to stay here like a little girl.
Don't shut me out.
You have to let me help.
There's a professor.
He's a scientist. His name is Hido Takahashi.
He works at the University of North Louisiana.
Most people think that he is the man responsible
for synthesizing Tru Blood.
And you want me to go get him?
Yeah, you go get him.
Oh, my God. I gotta pick something...
- And, Jess? - What?
You should wear something inappropriate.
Takahashi's got a thing for young women.
And now, to our surprise,
we have a peptide bond...
which is exactly what we need
in order to create this delicate--
uh, this, uh...
this delicate molecule.
Anyone else confused,
I refer you to chapter six in our textbook.
No way.
Hello, honey.
Oh, Sarah, thank you so much
for coming to save me.
Oh, that's good.
You're funny as a vampire.
You know, you were never funny as a human being.
- We had some good times. - Really?
'Cause I don't remember it that way.
I'm so fuckin' scared.
What is this place?
You hurt me, Steve.
You embarrassed me,
and then you disappeared,
along with all our friends
and all our money.
Yeah, but then you wrote a book about it.
Which I read, by the way.
Didn't paint me in the best light,
but considering those sales numbers,
I'm assuming you're doing okay now.
You're right about that. I should be thanking you.
- You're welcome. - But I'm not going to.
You just asked me a minute ago what this place is.
This place is everything
that we used to dream about.
It's what the Fellowship of the Sun
has all been leading to--
God's master plan to save the human race
by eradicating the vampire race.
And the best part is,
you, Steve,
are a vampire.
But not really.
Don't bullshit a bullshitter.
I'm in politics now.
- Seriously? - Mm-hmm.
Well, that's a huge pay cut, you know.
I do, but what I've realized
is you can't effect the kind of change,
I mean, the real kind of change
that you and I were looking to effect, from the pulpit.
The truth is...
if you really wanna do God's work,
you have to be in politics.
You were always so smart.
He's all yours, Dr. Overlark.
Thank you, Sarah.
Mr. Newlin, tell me everything you know
about Eric Northman.
Eric who?
Oh, Eric Northman.
I'll tell you all about him.
All right, then.
I'm all ears.
Uh, Professor?
Oh. Hello, Miss...
- Ah. - Jessica Hamby.
How come I don't recall ever seeing you in my class before, Jessica?
If I may call you Jessica.
Oh, you may. And I haven't been in your class before.
See, I just switched my major to organic chemistry.
O-chem is not a major most students
would switch into frivolously, Jessica.
Well, I'm not most students.
You know, I love organic chemistry so much,
I was thinking maybe...
if I had a little private tutoring,
I could catch up pretty quick.
Shall we start tonight?
Oh, it has to be tonight.
I'll get it, Sook!
No, you stay in bed!
It could be Warlow.
I kinda doubt Warlow would knock.
May I visit with you?
What do you want?
Can't you at least open the door
so we don't have to talk through the window like this?
I can hear you just fine.
I need your help, Sookie.
And if you don't give it to me,
Eric, Pam, Jessica,
countless others, even Tara--
they're gonna die the true death.
How do you know this?
About Tara and everyone else?
I've glimpsed the future.
You have glimpsed--
- How? - It's a long story.
This is all happening 'cause you drank the fucking Lilith blood.
I'm closing the door now.
I'm not inviting you in.
How are you doing this?
I play by a different set of rules now, Sookie.
- Jason! - I'm coming!
Back the fuck away from my sister.
Bill, stop! Put him down!
- Stay. Shut up. - My fuckin' head.
What do you want from me?
- I need your blood, Sookie. - You've had my blood, remember?
- More than your share. - This is different, I promise.
- I'm not gonna hurt you. - You're hurting me now.
- Let go of my brother, too. - Listen to me.
There is a scientist who can synthesize your blood.
Fuck you.
I would prefer it if you came with me willingly,
but understand this-- you will be coming with me.
This is what my progeny need.
- This is what is demanded of me. - Listen to yourself.
You really believe you're God.
You're not God, Bill. You're just an asshole.
- Shall we go now? - My blood is not for you to synthesize
or turn into medicine or whatever it is you're planning on doing with it.
I'm tiring of this, Sookie.
Okay, I get it.
You've got special powers and I can no longer command you to leave.
But if what you and I shared ever meant anything,
will you please get the fuck out of my house?
You won't reconsider?
Absolutely not.
You're dead to me now, Sookie Stackhouse.
I'm good with that.
Jason! Shit.
Don't move.
Are you sure the battery's charged on those glasses?
Yeah, stop asking.
If we can get footage of them actually turning
into a werewolf, we'll make history.
The point is to get them on our side,
not make the evening news.
I'm not so sure about this.
Who the hell is this guy here?
- Hello there. - You're trespassing.
We are so sorry to bother you. We came a long way.
We wanted to reach out to you, to your community.
We wanted to tell you a little bit
- about our organization. - Y'all Jehovah Witnesses?
No, we're VUS, the Vampire Unity Society.
Fuck vampers where they live.
What the hell is going on here?
We're VUS. We're a nonviolent direct action group.
A coalition of humans and vampires and other supes.
You-- you know what? Sorry to have bothered you.
Come on, let's go.
You're goddamn right you're gonna go!
You recording us?
There's a fucking camera in these.
- Kill 'em! - No!
Emma, stay inside. Don't come out.
Big mistake!
Come on, now, kill him.
We come in peace, seriously.
We want peace, too, which is exactly why
you and your little friends are gonna give us all
your fucking cameras and get the fuck out of here
right fucking now!
Jesus fuck, stay away from us.
They've got photos of Emma on here.
- They've been watching us. - What did I fucking tell you?
Okay, you know what? You wolves can just back the fuck up.
Hey, come on!
Rikki, don't!
Rikki, God damn it!
I'm your packmaster!
Stand down! Stand down!
- Fuck! - Stand down!
God damn it.
- Sam! - Shh! Shh!
We'll get you out of here, okay?
Oh, no. No, no, stop it.
Head straight for the woods.
Wait, wait, stop.
That's-- we gotta help her.
- Sam-- - Come on, we'll be all right.
Make the call.
Eric Northman's phone, Ginger speaking.
May I help you?
Knock, knock!
I hope it's all right I answered your phone.
It's the governor.
What? What'd I do?
It's okay, Ginger, I understand.
You're stupid.
Don't you be stupid now.
Oh, well, isn't this sweet?
You and your human sitting up in a coffin together.
It's like Sookie all over again.
Pam, now is not the time.
He's got the governor on the line.
- Fuck. - Big surprise.
Tara, would you be a dear and tape Willa's mouth shut for me?
I already told you, I don't want no part in this.
It wasn't actually a question.
Tape's in the coffin.
He'll be tracing the call.
Well, he'll be trying, but my phone's untraceable.
Hello, Governor.
- You took my Willa. - I did.
- She still alive? - She is.
- Can you prove that to me? - I won't.
Now, and here's why.
Your Willa won't be alive for long.
- Thank you. - Oh, Mr. Northman...
please, please, let's talk about this.
We can negotiate.
Now, the only reason I haven't killed her yet
is I'm trying to decide on the best way to do it.
Do I drink her?
No. I think she might enjoy that.
You see, she's developing a little thing for me.
I have a friend here who thinks I should decapitate her.
That's always fun.
But messy, and I'm wearing a $3,000 suit.
I don't know, Governor.
Maybe I should just take it to the Internet
and let the people decide.
One thing is for certain, though.
I am going to kill her,
and I'm not gonna put her on the phone
to say good-bye to Daddy.
Got him, sir.
Mr. Northman, please, I'm begging you.
I am begging you, I will reverse course.
I will rescind the curfew,
I will-- I will publicly apologize.
Please, I'm begging you.
Great, that's all I needed to hear.
If you just give me a minute to untie her,
I'll put her on the phone with you.
They're coming.
Now, you're my assistant, Ginger.
And as my assistant, your job is to stall for me.
The girl is very tied up,
and I'm extremely bad at untying people.
Whatever you do, just keep him on the line, understand?
- Yes. - And once the governor storms in here,
you never saw any of us.
Take the phone. Good night, Ginger.
- Wait. - What's the matter, son?
When I said that Sookie showed me great kindness before,
I didn't say that we ended things on the best of terms.
I'm not sure how welcome I'm gonna be.
I'll vouch for you.
Thank God. Jason and I were convinced that Warlow had--
Evening, Sookie.
- What are you doing here? - I've made a friend.
He's offered to help me hunt down Warlow.
Wait, you-- you're sure it was Warlow, right?
If you could've seen what I saw...
This is no ordinary vampire who did this.
Look at this.
You ever see blood do this?
There are a few things we don't know about this Warlow.
Sook, I just realized.
What about Hadley and Hunter?
No, they left the night after Russell Edgington.
But everyone else, all our friends?
They looked after us.
They risked their lives for us.
And now they're all dead because of me.
Stay the fuck out of my head, Ben.
I can feel you in there.
Sookie, hospitality.
I'm sorry, Grandpa Niall, I'm--
I'm not feeling real hospitable right now.
- What-- - Sook.
I'm okay. I just gotta clean or something.
Wow, what happened here?
Can't you tell?
My ex swung by.
Yes, Ben. Bill.
And if you'll sense the tone,
I'm not in the mood to talk about it.
I-- I get it.
I'm done with the stupid questions, okay?
I promise.
I do have one more, though.
Um, can-- can I please help?
I'll sweep, you catch.
I'm-- I'm sorry about listening in again.
I just...
like I said, it's a habit.
Maybe Niall was right.
I suppose I could stand to be a little more hospitable,
especially since I've suffered from the same nasty habit myself.
Well, I appreciate the apology.
I wasn't aware I was apologizing.
- No, I-- - I'm fucking with you.
Right, yeah.
You know, it's funny...
I've been around more than my fair share
of faeries and halflings over the past few years.
Why can I feel you listening when I can't feel the others?
Um, I don't know.
Can you feel me?
I can feel you right now.
He's back.
Sookie, stay inside.
Gotcha, Warlow.
Who are you?
Whoever she is, she's not Warlow.
Of course I'm not Warlow.
I'm fucking looking for Warlow.
How do you even know about Warlow?
Oh, God.
- Help! - Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.
Evenin', vampire Bill.
Sheriff Bellefleur.
I hate doing this, especially 'cause you're kin,
but the thing is,
there's a curfew enforced for your kind.
I know.
And I'm truly sorry to be breaking it.
I was just having a talk with Sookie...
and now I'm heading on home.
Look, I don't agree with any of this nonsense.
It's just my job.
Cute dog.
Oh, belongs to one of my daughters.
You probably haven't heard, I got kids now,
four of 'em.
Super cute.
I had not heard that. Congratulations.
Children-- what a blessing.
That's what I have to keep reminding myself.
Yeah, you do.
Got to enjoy 'em.
Time goes so fast.
They'll be outta the house before you know it.
Thanks for the advice, vampire Bill.
- I mean that. - You're welcome, Sheriff.
I'll say good night...
- go straight home. - 'Night.