True Blood s04e03 Episode Script

You know perfectly well why I smell the way I smell.
Like wheat and honey.
And sunlight.
Eric, I am not in the mood.
What are you? I am not your fucking dinner.
What'd you do that for? You broke my nose.
It'll heal in five minutes.
You're a vampire.
- I know I'm a vampire, Snookie.
- It's Sookie.
I know what I am.
I just don't know who I am.
Okay.
What's the last thing you remember? I don't know.
I don't know.
The sea, maybe.
Home.
Eric, focus.
English.
Her eyes.
Her cold, empty eyes.
They were reaching into me.
Emptying me.
- Okay.
- And it was her.
But it wasn't her.
She was in a-- In a circle.
Chanting.
And.
Everything I was was taken from me.
Okay.
I'll help you deal with this.
But there are some ground rules that do not get broken or you are on your own.
You do not touch me, and you most certainly do not bite me.
- Oh, forget it.
- It's fine.
- Eric.
- I swear it.
Well, let's go, then.
I am grateful for this.
Whatever.
- You still feeling light-headed? - Not so much.
Well, all your vitals are fine.
Just take it easy for a day or two.
Oh, my God.
What was it like being bitten? - It hurt.
- I hate that motherfucker.
He tortured Lafayette for three days.
- "Torture" torture? - Yeah.
Son of a bitch.
So thanks for bringing me tonight.
It's been a while since I got attacked by a vampire.
Guess what.
It still sucks, and it still freaks my shit out.
Climb off that cross.
You don't think it freaked my shit out? Two hours.
Two hours I'm back in town and some fanger is on my neck.
It's not just any fanger.
This is Eric fucking Northman who's fucking ancient and stupid powerful and can kill all of us.
And now he probably will.
Well, somebody ought to call the police.
You think the hillbilly police are gonna do anything? You think they can? We can't just do nothing and let him get away with this.
Eric Northman is a thousand years old.
Ain't no police can touch him.
He tried to kill Marnie.
Well, thank God he didn't.
The best thing we can do is forget this ever happened.
But it did happen.
He attacked us.
Unprovoked.
He came in here uninvited, and he demanded that we stop gathering.
Stop practicing our religion.
Last time I checked, there was still freedom of religion in America.
What does he think this is, Nazi Germany? He did look kind of Aryan.
How dare he? He has no right.
He has no right! He's a vampire.
They don't care about rights, religion the law, or anybody else.
They just want our blood.
Marnie, what did you do to make him leave? And how did you do it? I have no idea.
How come Mr.
Jason's tied up in there? He's gonna help us make some new werepanthers.
- How? - What do you mean? The usual way.
- But he ain't-- - Well, he's turning.
I thought we was only born this way.
Not the first panthers.
Not Ghost Mama and Ghost Daddy.
Way back, a long time ago, when Ghost Daddy and Mama was still alive panthers was kings of the nature world.
The man world worshiped them as God.
Because they was.
Then the sky people came, and they seduced man and turned him against nature.
All except one man and one woman, which was-- - Ghost Mama and Ghost Daddy.
- Bless your sweet, little heart.
And they come into the woods under a full moon.
And they said, "Mighty panther, we don't want to live in the man world.
We want to live with you in our skins, not in a dream.
" So, what did the panther do? He ate Ghost Mama and Ghost Daddy.
And when they was in his belly, they soaked up his magic and then he puked them up, and the next full moon, they turned.
- That was the beginning of our kind.
- How come there ain't more of us? Because the man world's been fighting a war with nature and nature's pissed at all of us for letting it happen.
How many times I gotta tell you that, boy? It just seems to me like nature would be a whole lot smarter if she tried kicking man's ass instead of our own.
Nature ain't need to be smart.
Nature is nature.
Nature is bigger than us, Timbo.
Ain't for us to figure out her ways.
Well, guess that leaves us on the short end of the stick, then, don't it? You reckon it's in him yet? Hell, yeah.
Fever on him like that means it's working.
Next full moon, he'll be saying goodbye to what little piece of man's left in him.
- How you feeling, baby? - Is that Felton? Felton.
If you're gonna kill me, be a fucking man and just do it.
Don't string it out.
You swore to me you weren't gonna kill him.
I ain't gonna kill him, baby.
Least not till we got out of him what we want.
Hey.
What'd he mean by that? I swear I ain't gonna let him kill you.
I just want to thank you.
- For what? - For all you done and all you're gonna do.
What exactly am I gonna do? You are so generous.
You got such a big heart.
Once you turn, we get to be together forever.
Once I turn? Ain't he pretty? Sure is.
I think we got us one.
Hey, Ray.
Turn the light on.
Turn the light on, turn the light on.
Who's next? Who? - Quit it! - He attacked me! You either hand over that camera, or you're all dead.
No way.
We got silver spray and wooden bullets.
- He would have killed me! - See, America? Share this video on your Facebook page for more undercover videos and even scarier stuff.
Wake up, America! Before we're all dead! Seriously! - It was clearly entrapment.
- Clearly.
Unfortunately for you, that is irrelevant.
It is expressly forbidden by the Authority to be filmed feeding on a human.
You broke the law, and now you have to pay the price.
- Which is? - The true death.
That's a little extreme.
It's the only way I can see to guarantee that you won't do this again.
I'm being punished now for being what I am? No.
You're being punished for being stupid.
He's all yours, Bucky.
Yes, send her through.
- You want to send us back into the coffin.
- Russell Edgington already did that.
I demand a trial.
I want to take this case to the Authority! I am the Authority, you idiot! It's not fair! I was just doing what we do! - My liege.
- Jessica.
What a pleasant surprise.
What brings you out here tonight? I was wondering if you had any Advil.
I was supposed to get some for Hoyt, but the stores are closed.
Maybe someone on your human staff? I'm sure we can rustle something up for you.
But you didn't visit me tonight for the first time in months to ask me for Advil.
So why don't you tell me what's really going on? Promise you won't judge? Believe me, it would be a welcome relief not to have to judge.
I just fed on a guy.
Who's not Hoyt.
Tell me you weren't somewhere that you might have been photographed.
I was at Fangtasia.
You know that they check cameras at the door now.
Because if someone catches you on film feeding and it gets out even I cannot protect you.
Bill, I am not stupid.
I'm just unfaithful.
And really guilty.
- Was the victim willing? - Very.
Okay.
- You have to discuss this with Hoyt.
- Oh, God.
You need to explain to him why you did it.
He'll be so hurt.
Well, imagine how hurt he'd feel if he ever found out from someone else.
I hate my life.
Jess.
Vamp up.
If you love him, you tell the truth.
Period.
I'm hoping I might be able to find a pair of Jason's old work boots.
They'll probably be too small for you, but.
It's okay.
You can come in.
It's your-- As it's your first time in my house, obviously, you need an invitation.
Eric, won't you please come in? Don't step on the rug.
Sorry.
Yeah.
Fuck, yeah.
Suck it.
Bite that neck! Harder! Bite it! Dial it back a notch, Jethro.
You're starting to piss me off.
Good evening, Fangtasia.
Northern Louisiana's most fangtastic club.
What do you want? Hey, Pam.
It's Sookie.
I thought you should know that Eric is here.
- So? It's his house.
- He doesn't seem to remember that.
Or much else.
Pam? Hello? Oh, man.
Sorry, the water got cold.
Doesn't bother me.
It tickles.
You are really beautiful.
Thanks? - Who the fuck's she? - Fuck.
Sorry.
Sorry, that was rude.
I'm sorry.
What do you know about what happened to you? - You have to hide him.
- No way.
He's in danger.
- You'll be able to protect him better.
- I'll be the first place they'll look.
- "They" who? - The witches who did this.
Witches? Oh, great.
Now I have to deal with witches? No! Not my problem.
Actually, you're living in his house, so it is your problem.
It's my house? Thanks a lot, Pam.
I'll just go to Bill.
Tell Bill, and I will rip you to pieces.
Be nice to her.
Sookie, I believe Bill set Eric up and sent him into that coven knowing it was a trap.
Wouldn't be the first time he tried to get rid of Eric.
- Yeah, because Eric tasted me.
- I did? Yeah.
Against my will, so, technically, you fang-raped me.
Oh, sorry.
Promise me you won't go to Bill.
I'm sure he would use this as an excuse to get the A.
V.
L.
to sign off on assassinating Eric.
I know he wants to.
Eric has to stay here with you, and no one can know.
Okay.
But you are gonna have to pay me for babysitting him.
If y'all are gonna keep messing with my life I ought to at least get something out of it, goddamn it.
Nan Flanagan can spin all she wants, but everybody saw Edgington murder a man on TV, and Reverend Steve Newlin has been missing for over six months.
Look, if we want to survive, we have to fight back.
We must destroy them.
How many anti-vampire patriots - have to disappear before--? - Where the hell you been? What the--? Do you have any idea how worried I was about you? Do you know there's people out there that want to kill vampires these days? Hello.
My own mother took a shot at you.
- Hoyt.
We need to talk.
- I found this fucking doll on the bed again.
- I thought you said you got rid of it.
- I did.
- I threw it in the lake.
- We've thrown it away.
I took it to the dump, and you threw it in the lake and it's back? - You playing a trick on me? - Of course not.
Well, somebody's fucking with us.
Hoyt, I was with another guy tonight.
What? I went back to Fangtasia, and I fed on a guy I met there last night.
- Did you fuck him? - What? No.
No! You just bit him and drank his blood? Because, you know, with us that usually means sex after.
No.
I only fed on him, I swear to God.
Oh, you only fed on him? So when I kiss you, I'll only be tasting his blood? I'm so sorry.
I am.
But I was hungry for something different.
Oh, come on.
You at least look at other women.
No, I don't! Because other women don't exist for me! Hoyt.
Hoyt, look at me.
Please.
Don't you dare.
I am so sorry for what I did and I'm even more sorry for what I'm doing now.
But, Hoyt, you are too good a person and too important to me for me to hurt you like this.
So, honey, it never happened.
Okay.
I love you so much.
I'll never do it again.
Let's just be happy together.
- Okay? - Well, I am happy, Jess.
How could I not be happy being with you? I'm the luckiest man in the world.
It's okay.
You can come down.
Come on.
- This really is my house.
- Yeah, but not for long.
And you live here? In my house? Yes.
- Are you mine? - No.
Do you belong to another vampire? No.
Would you like to be mine? Not really, but thank you for asking.
Eric.
Let me go.
I just want to thank you for everything.
That's all.
You're welcome.
Please let me go now.
What are you? I am really sick of being asked that question, is what I am.
Let me go.
- Of course.
- Thanks.
Sorry.
I still don't get it.
Why does he even care about our circle? He's a fucking bully.
I know one more fucking thing.
He ain't gonna forget about this.
Which is why we need to be proactive.
- Do not tell me you're suggesting-- - Go to him.
Shit, go to Fangtasia.
- I thought you said we should try to forget.
- I wish it was easy.
This ain't going away.
Baby, what exactly do you expect to accomplish by visiting Eric? I expect to throw my black ass at his mercy and beg his forgiveness.
Let him know it was Marnie and hopefully keep us all from getting killed.
Are you fucking kidding me? It's suicide.
No.
We ain't letting you do that.
Bitch, you need to do yourself a solid and get the fuck on up out this place.
Go back to your hot girlfriend and leave all the pain this shithole has dumped on you behind.
I'm gonna skip town when you're in big trouble with a vampire who still gives you nightmares.
That's the kind of person I am.
- Fuck you.
- I like her.
She doesn't put up with your bullshit.
I could learn a thing or two from her.
Boyfriend, you don't need to learn nothing from nobody.
You perfect just the way you is.
Oh, my God.
Nice try.
Well, shit.
I gotta get up in a few hours and go to work.
I'm going to beddy-bed.
Y'all bitches clean.
Night.
Promise me you won't let him go to Fangtasia.
Of course not.
- He gets a bug up his bonnet.
- I can convince him not to do this in a way that'll make him think it was his idea.
I heard that.
What else you done you made me think was my idea? Moving into your place, baby.
Fuck.
Fuck! Fuck! You've reached Officer Jason Stackhouse.
If this is an emergency, dial 911 and ask for me.
Or leave a message here, please.
Stackhouse, where the hell are you? I ain't been able to get a hold of you for almost 48 hours.
You can't disappear whenever you feel like it.
You're a goddamn public servant.
Sweet Jesus.
I used once today, and I already feel like doing it again.
I need your help, Jason.
Please call me the minute you get this.
God grant me the serenity to-- Fuck it.
Morning, Sheriff Bellefleur.
What brings you out here this early in the day? I'll ask the questions here.
Last time I checked, I was the sheriff, not you.
Okay.
How many times have I told you not to let trash accumulate outside like that? - It's a fucking fire hazard.
- Andy, that ain't trash.
It's supplies.
I'm in the process of taking it all inside.
Look how overgrown these trees are.
You're sitting on a three-alarm disaster.
All due respect, I keep everything in line with parish fire codes.
I can barely keep up with my insurance premiums as it is.
You calling me a liar? No.
Hey, I'm merely saying I think you might be mistaken about-- You think because I know you can turn into flies and dogs and dog shit for all I know you think that gives you the right to buck my authority? Listen to yourself, Andy.
You been drinking? You fucking-- Andy.
Andy, what are you doing? I am the fucking law, Merlotte.
And don't you forget it! Shit.
I promise you I will not forget this.
You get a tree service out here ASAP or I'm gonna write your ass up.
You piece of shit! Jesus Christ.
Goddamn.
You're a sight for sore eyes.
It's good to see you too.
Come on in.
- Nice house.
- Thanks.
Grab a seat.
It's so good to see you.
- We all thought you were-- - Dead.
I know.
When did you move to Shreveport? About eight months ago.
Got a big contract building this subdivision.
This economy, you go where the work is and I was ready to get out of Mississippi after everything that-- You know.
Okay, yeah, you said on the phone you had a favor to ask of me.
I want you to take care of Eric Northman.
Take care of him? - You want me to kill him? - Oh, my God, no.
I want you to take care of him.
He's sick and he needs a place to stay.
Well, hide out, actually.
Hey there, Sookie.
Sookie, you just hear her out.
I know that I owe you a big apology.
I would have made amends if I didn't think you were dead.
Debbie's been clean and sober for almost a year.
- You tried to kill me.
- Yup.
I did.
I was seriously fucked up at the time.
Pardon my French, but that ain't no excuse.
Now I got the program, and I got Jesus on my side, and Alcide and I'm hoping you'll give me a chance to win back your trust.
I know it's gonna take some time.
I'm willing to put that time in if you are.
Sure.
Thank you, Sookie.
You're a big person.
- You want a Vienna sausage? - No, thanks.
Squash pickle? Actually, I think I'd better get back to Bon Temps.
I'm working the lunch shift, so-- Don't worry, I'll see myself out.
Just give her time.
Sookie.
I guess I should have told you me and Debbie was back together when you called.
But honestly, I was afraid you wouldn't come.
I'm happy for you.
Debbie looks really good, really healthy.
I hope she can keep with it.
Lord knows stranger things have happened.
So Eric needs a place to stay? Yeah.
One he won't have to share with a recovering V addict.
I could maybe put him in one of these homes we haven't sold yet.
He helped swing the whole job after I did a couple favors for him last year.
- It's the least I could do.
- This was a half-baked idea on my part.
- I'm nervous about him in my house.
- He's staying at your house? This is not your problem.
It was good to see you.
Just look at those big brown eyes and that bright orange hair and that little expression that says, "I am up to no good.
" - Well, it is Halloween.
- Can you read that, Tommy? - And what more perfect Halloween gift? - Marie.
- Osmond.
Adora? - Good.
Belly? - Belle.
- There's a E on the-- - It's French.
I don't know.
- Why is it--? Just ignore that.
- Freida.
Frigate-- - Fright.
Fright.
Doll.
Marie Osmond Adora Belle Freida Fright doll.
Oh, very good, Tommy.
All that hard work you've been doing is paying off.
I think sweet, little Freida would be a welcome addition to our collection.
And just in time for Halloween next week.
Could you get that Tommy, honey? There's only three of them left, and I don't want to miss out.
Hi.
Yes.
I'm calling to order the Marie Osmond Adora Belle Freida Fright doll.
- Yeah? - Good morning.
I'm looking for Maxine Fortenberry.
Why? I'd like to talk to her about an exciting opportunity to sell her natural gas lease rights for what could prove to be a substantial amount of money.
And I should have a mess of frequent shopper rewards points - I'd like to apply to this purchase.
- Yeah, well.
I'm Max.
Max Fortenberry.
Paul McClatchy, Arapahoe Energy.
Pleasure to make your acquaintance, Max.
So.
So how much money we talking about here? I'm prepared to offer up to $ 10,000 an acre for three years, 17.
5 percent royalties on any resources we locate and are able to extract.
How about 12 an acre for five years, plus 20 percent on whatever you find? Well, we can certainly negotiate, Max.
You got a card, Paul? Sure do.
There you go.
All right.
Well, let me talk it over with my mama and we'll get back to you.
I would appreciate that very much.
All right, thanks, Paul, and.
- And have a nice day.
- Right back at you.
You can see that, I'm sure, on your computer.
- Who was that? - Jehovah's Witness.
You want me to make you another cup of coffee, Miss Fortenberry? Bless your heart.
And you know you're supposed to call me Mama.
And this is one of her best-selling dolls.
Oh, yes, I'm here.
Jason.
Jason.
You changed my life.
You know that? You woke me up to a whole other world.
A world I never would have seen if it weren't for you.
Crystal? If you ever loved me-- Of course I love you.
- Well-- - I'm gonna be mama to all your baby cubs.
Of which there will be many.
Dog damn, Jason.
You're burning up.
That means it's working.
Panther magic's taking hold of you.
Ain't that great? I'm dying.
I'm fucking dying.
You was always wondering what your purpose was in life.
Well, this is it right here.
To save our people from going extinct.
Oh, Jesus.
Help me.
Our girls ain't getting pregnant much anymore.
Some do, but cubs either come out dead or they die soon thereafter.
The ones that live ain't much to brag about.
Hey, Crystal.
Look at me.
I'm sick, baby.
You ain't sick.
I need a doctor.
You're being reborn.
As one of us.
As our new Ghost Daddy.
I need you to take this, okay? What is it? Medicine? Thank you.
- It's Mexican Viagra.
- What the fuck? Not that you need it, but just in case.
Well, it never worked on Felton, anyway.
Hey, Tara.
- I need a favor, Sook.
- Okay.
I need you to talk to Eric Northman and beg him to forgive Lafayette.
- Forgive him for what? - He'll know.
Well, what if he doesn't? I went with Lafayette and Jesus to this Wicca circle that Holly and them are in, and Eric attacked us and one of the witches cast a spell to make him leave.
Do you know what kind of spell? No.
And why do I get the feeling you're more upset about Eric than to the leader, who he bit? Or me, who he tried to? - Oh, my God.
- So can you just try to square things between Lafayette and Eric so Lafayette doesn't end up dead in that dungeon in the basement of Fangtasia? Again.
Tara, I'm pretty sure Lafayette doesn't have anything to fear from Eric right now.
But I'll be happy to talk to him if I run into him.
If? He bought your house.
He has a cubby in it.
Yeah, but I haven't seen him.
I mean, since Pam told me he's gone missing.
Missing? Fuck.
Well, hello, stranger.
When did you get back into town? Yesterday.
Where have you been for the last year? Well, my tables ain't gonna wait themselves, so.
Join me in a shot of tequila? - Hell, yeah.
- Yeah? Yeah.
Here's to old friends.
- To old friends.
- Which I'm assuming we still are.
Otherwise, I wouldn't even bother asking you, what the fuck? I need a little more information to know what you're talking about.
I tell you I'm a shifter, you leave town.
I don't mind sharing with you, but that fucking hurt.
That's not why I left.
I was just following your advice.
You said I could start a brand new life.
I never said any such thing.
Because that ain't true.
The life we got is the life we got.
The jury's still out on that for me.
You still hate me for being a shifter? - I never hated you for anything.
- Yeah.
I was just traumatized.
You okay now? - Yeah.
- Yeah? Yeah.
I'm good.
You got a place to stay? I got a unit open.
I'm just here for a few days.
Can stay at my place.
- That's really nice.
- Well? But I'm seeing somebody, Sam.
Back in New Orleans.
Okay.
Okay.
Wasn't insinuating.
I'm seeing somebody too.
It's very early stages.
Yeah, well.
Do her a favor and stop flirting with me.
Because you hate it so much.
- You're bad, Sam Merlotte.
- Yes, I am bad.
Hey, Tara, Sam.
You guys seen Lafayette? He's in the kitchen.
- No, he's not.
- Fuck.
Bye, Sam.
I checked here to make sure he didn't do anything stupid.
- Shit! His car is gone! - Motherfucker.
Terry told me he paid him $ 100, $ 100 to cover his shift tonight.
- Thought you would talk him out of it! - I thought I did! Take my car.
I got something in the trunk we're gonna need.
He's only got 15 minutes on us, tops.
Motherfucker.
At the tone, please record your voice message.
Eric, this is the second message I've left you.
I want you to call me back now.
And to avoid any confusion, that is a command from your king.
I have a proposal for you.
Okay.
I believe you and I have a very functional and successful business relationship.
So do I.
And unless I'm mistaken, that relationship is also friendly.
- Genuinely friendly.
- I agree.
Okay.
Thank you.
Now, I completely understand the concept of not rocking the boat.
If it ain't broke, don't fix it.
But, on the other hand, I think it doesn't make much sense to not go after something one wants when that something happens to be seemingly unattached.
I do believe you are blushing.
Well, here's the thing, Bill.
There are about three guys in this whole town that I ever considered dating.
And I did.
I dated all three of them.
One turned out to be gay, one is a secret racist and the other one is seriously underwhelming in the sack.
Now, you are the smartest, most powerful man I know and I am the smartest, most powerful woman I know.
So I propose we try-- The operative word being "try"-- To add sex to that equation, knowing that we are both adults and if it doesn't work out it doesn't have to impact our professional friendship.
Well, you really have thought all this out.
What do you say? I can never love you.
One needs a young heart to take the leap that love requires of us and my heart, like every other part of me, is no longer young.
I can accept that.
Check, please.
I think he really likes it.
It's kind of dirty, isn't it? No, no.
That's just age.
You know, that doll's been in my family for a long time.
It's kind of like an heirloom.
Well, you should keep it then.
No, I owe your baby a gift.
Please, I want you to have it, and look, he loves it.
Thank you, Jessica.
We appreciate it.
Nice, sturdy doll like that.
He can't do too much damage to it.
How long you gonna keep wearing that thing? Hey, can we talk? In private? Talk.
- Got some pretty interesting news, Sam.
- Okay.
Well, Maxine's house might be sitting on a fuckload of natural gas.
Good for Maxine.
Yeah, but the good part is she don't even know about it.
How do you know? Prospector come to the house, talked to me.
- And I didn't even tell her.
- Why not? She's got a right to know.
Not if we're gonna buy the house out from underneath her.
I bet you we can get it cheap.
She got money problems.
Spends it all on mail-order dolls.
You want to buy Maxine's house? Yeah.
Yeah, you and me, and then we could split all the natural gas money.
I'm not gonna let you do that to Maxine.
What? What? Hey.
Hey.
You're choosing Maxine over your own flesh and blood? No, I'm choosing right over wrong.
Speaking of wrong, Tommy there's something wrong with you if you would consider doing this to someone who's been nothing but generous to you.
She don't care about me.
Maxine just wants another Hoyt.
Hoyt is a good man who would never steal no matter what.
You're not even in Hoyt's league.
Hey, fuck you.
I'm sick and tired of you always acting like you're so much better, Sam Merlotte.
At least I never tried to kill my own flesh and blood.
You know, actually, you did.
The very first night we met, you tried to get me run over by that truck.
Now, you tell Maxine about that natural gas offer or I will.
I hate your fucking guts, Sam Merlotte.
Fuck.
If you-- If you want to.
Eric? Are you up? Brought you some Tru Blood.
Eric? Oh, boy.
Shit.
It's one thing to fuck with me.
That doesn't make me angry.
- That makes me laugh.
- I'm fucking with nobody.
But fuck with my maker and you're just asking for it.
I don't know what happened to him.
You and those goddamn witches erased his memory and now I'm gonna erase you.
- Like hell you will.
- Sorry.
- Sorry, but she pulled a gun on me.
- Lafayette, are you okay? - Yeah, baby.
- A gun? That's funny.
Bet you don't think the wooden bullets inside it are too damn funny.
Let's start with the fact if you kill any of us we cannot help you get Eric back.
- I'm listening.
- We're part of the circle that made this.
- We have a chance at reversing the spell.
- Are you a witch? I'm a brujo.
Crazy bitch! We can bring you the leader.
She's the only somebody who can reverse the spell.
Or I can just shoot you right in the heart.
I'll give you 24 hours to deliver that witch to me.
And if you don't, I will personally eat, fuck and kill all three of you.
Oh, spirit, you are welcome here.
I'm not your enemy.
I am your friend.
A friend who is in awe of your powerful magic.
And I am deeply grateful that you chose me as your conduit.
I ask nothing of you.
I just offer myself.
Oh, spirit.
I ask you to invade me and fill me up.
I will be your instrument on this plane to utilize as you see fit.
I trust in you completely.
It's a sacrifice that is only befitting of your magic.
I have tasted your power, and I know it don't come cheap.
And I am willing to pay the price.
All my entire life I have been looking for my gift to mean something.
Just to know once and for all why I was born with one foot in another world.
You make me your servant.
I beg you.
Please come.
Thank you, Ghost Daddy, oh, for coming back to us.
I wish I'd never laid eyes on you, Crystal Norris.
And for giving us the gift of new life.
You ain't worth one tenth of the trouble you caused me.
You're nothing but a crazy hillbilly junkie.
I love you, Jason.
When this is over, we get to be together.
Forever! No! No.
- I've come for you.
- I'm not going back there.
I understand it must have been frightening what you saw in Fairy.
Frightening? You're stealing people.
We are your true family.
You belong with us.
- No, thanks.
- Sookie, we can keep you safe.
Safe? When have you ever kept me safe? Well, the night you met Bill Compton, for one.
When that horrible little man came at you with his knife.
And you wrapped that chain around his neck.
I sent the energy that you sent to the chain, awakening the light inside you.
I was there helping you.
How come you've never saved me from any vampires? I can't risk it being what I am.
Vampires would kill me and they will kill you.
- Come while you still can.
- I thought the queen closed the portals.
Come with me.
- Sookie, this is not a request.
- Stay away from me.
Eric! Eric! Eric, please stop! You just killed my fairy godmother.
Sorry.