True Blood s06e01 Episode Script

- Fuck.
- Raghh! Run! Come on! Go, go! You okay? Good.
The power's shut down.
Fuck.
Can we get to the elevator shaft? Handy.
- No! - It's sealed shut.
Eric! - Come on! - Get back! Let's move.
Fall back! - Nice.
- Had lots of practice killing your kind.
Not as much as I've had killing yours.
Get upstairs.
Now.
Excuse me, bitch sergeant.
Who are you - and why are you telling me what to do? - I promised your maker I'd escort this band of fuckups to safety.
As for who I am, that's something you should ask Eric.
If he makes it.
- Shit! - What the hell was that? Everybody out now.
Come on.
Come on, let's go! - Uhh.
- Come on, Luna.
- Mommy! - You can do this.
- I can't, I-- Mommy! I'm slowing you down.
You can.
- You take Emma and run.
- No, baby, come on.
No, Sam, please.
- Take her.
- Mommy, no.
Protect her.
- She belongs with you.
- Mommy.
- Please, Mommy, no.
- Promise me.
- Okay.
- Yeah? No, Mommy! Mommy! Mommy, no! It's dead.
Quick, come on.
- Come on.
- Let's go.
Move.
Sookie! - It's too late.
- We ain't leaving my sis-- Or Eric.
We have to go back for them.
You'll be no good to anyone blown to bits.
When I tell you to move, you move.
- That means all of you.
- Yeah.
Now move! Move! It's time to ditch this party.
Come on.
Bill? Eric, stop.
Hey, what the? Is that Bill? Not anymore.
- Get the fuck outta here! - Fucking go! - The uptick in crimes.
- I don't think he's following us.
Unless he's flying over our heads like a naked evil Superman.
I think if Bill or whatever that was wanted to kill us, we'd be dead.
Yeah, she's right.
He let us get away.
For now, maybe.
- But if Bill's been reborn in Lilith's image-- - We don't know that.
We don't know what he is.
Louisiana Governor Truman Burrell has called a press conference and we take you live to the governor's mansion in Baton Rouge.
I swore an oath to serve and protect the people of this state.
People, not vampires.
No, no, hold on.
Hold on, hold on.
I have nothing against vampires as a species.
When they made themselves known to us this office, my family the good people of Louisiana we welcomed them with all the generosity, acceptance and Southern hospitality this great state's always been known for.
That's why our vampire population is the largest in the country.
And that is also why this Tru Blood shortage has hit us so very hard.
Since the terrorist attacks on Tru Blood factories last week 246 human Louisianans have lost their lives.
When human, taxpaying citizens can no longer walk on their streets at night without fearing for their lives then we have to take our streets back.
As of this moment I am instituting a statewide vampire curfew.
All vampires are to remain indoors or underground after sundown.
Furthermore, I am enforcing Executive Order 846 of the Louisiana State Constitution.
We are closing down all vampire-run businesses.
That is why I say to any of you who have the financial and legal means to do it buy a gun.
Buy as many as you can.
Stock up on wooden bullets.
This is still America.
You have the right to defend yourselves and the people you love! Stop the bloodshed, Governor! - Humans for vamps! Let me go! - Stand down.
Humans for vamps! Humans for vamps! Calm down.
It's all right, y'all.
VUS! Humans for vamps! Humans for vamps! Humans for vamps! I'm fine.
Can't say the same for my suit.
- We love you, Governor! - But as Andrew Jackson once said: "Peace above all things must be desired.
But blood must sometimes be shed to obtain it on equable and lasting terms.
" May God bless and keep y'all-- About damn time somebody did something about y'all.
- Shut up, Jason! - We did this.
We bombed the Tru Blood factories.
We destroyed the Authority, turned the world against us.
There's no one left to protect us.
If that slimy suit comes near me or any of my shit-- Will you shut up about your shit when the world's about to end? Honey, I don't know about the world, but I'm about to end your face.
Nora and I need to talk privately.
Who the fuck is Mary Poppins and can I please kill her? She's my sister.
In over a hundred years, you never thought to mention "I have this super-irritating sister.
Wait till you meet her.
You're gonna hate her.
" I had no reason to.
Other than that I've shared my life with you and all you do is lie to me over-- Bill is out there and could be coming for us.
The State of Louisiana just declared war against us.
This is not the time.
Why? Don't you trust me? Get over it and have my back or get out of my face.
Asshole.
Is there anything in the Book of Lilith that could explain what we saw? No.
I don't know, I don't know.
All those years in the Authority, on your knees praying to that bitch and you don't know? No, I don't know.
I read the book a thousand times.
I've devoted my life to that God-fucking religion! If there was any mention of a resurrection, don't you think I'd know about it? One drop of blood is all it took for me to turn on my family and against the world.
He drank the whole thing.
If Lilith is walking the Earth in any form we have to destroy her.
Destroy her? You mean you wanna kill Bill.
She needs you.
Sook, I can't.
I hate the beach.
Fish piss and sand in your cooch.
You know, love doesn't have to be a competition between you and everybody else.
Fuck off.
I mean it, Tara.
You just don't want me to see you cry.
I'm not crying.
All right, I'm crying, but it's because I'm fucking pissed.
Do you still love Bill? Bill was my first everything.
Loving him's just in my blood now.
Mine, too.
I'm afraid of him.
I am, too.
I saw him die, Jess.
And then I watched him turn into something else.
Whatever that thing is, it's not Bill.
What are we gonna do? I think we-- I think we have to let him go.
But if Bill's gone, then I'm completely alone.
No.
You're not.
I need to talk to the brother.
He might know something he's not telling us.
- Jason? - Uh-huh.
He's never read a book in his life.
I doubt he knows more about the Book of Lilith than you do.
- How does he know about Warlow? - Who's Warlow? So the brother, who's never read a book, does know more than you? Who the fuck is Warlow? Tell me what you know about Warlow.
Why don't you tell me what you know and we'll go from there? Tell me.
He's a vampire.
He murdered my parents, he ruined my life.
He murdered your parents? Warlow did.
Are you sure? Yep.
The fairies channeled nature's memories.
Then he was floating in the air in Sookie's bathroom.
Ridiculous.
Ah! I am sick as fuck of you bloodsuckers brain-raping me against my will.
So you're gonna tell me where Warlow is or I'll put a wooden bullet through your dead, stinking heart.
So help me Jesus.
Yeah? Try it.
Boy, you think I'm afraid of dying? I've been dead inside ever since I found out that vamper killed my parents.
So you gonna tell me where Warlow is or we both die.
Either way works for me.
I can't tell you where Warlow is because I've never laid eyes on him.
He's in the Book of Lilith.
The Vampire Bible.
He was Lilith's progeny, one of the first of our kind.
- Jason! - Oh, my gosh.
- What are you doing? - Stay! Our siblings don't get along.
The only reason yours is still alive is out of courtesy to you.
Put the gun down right now.
Listen to your sister.
This ain't none of your business, fanger.
What'd you just call me? He's out of his mind.
He doesn't know what he's saying.
Like hell I don't! - Jason! - The fuck? If you shoot Eric's sister, the bullet's going through me first.
You keep taking their sides over and over.
Even after what they did to Mama and Daddy.
They didn't do anything to our parents, Warlow did.
I wanna find him as much as you do, but you are acting crazy.
You're crazy.
You love these vamps more than you do your own blood.
As far as I'm concerned, you're as dead to me as they are.
Jason! Let him get it out of his system.
He'll come to his senses.
- Oh, God.
- Jess, what is it? Oh, God.
Bill, he's summoning me.
- Where is he? - I don't know, but my body does.
Maybe if he's pulling me, he's still Bill.
Will somebody please stop her? Oh, God.
- Lovely.
- I'm sorry.
What's happening to her? Is this normal? - Never seen anything like it.
- Help.
Stop it.
Honey, it's been swell knowing you.
Good luck.
I assume you agree this is none of our business? Of course this is our business.
It's all our business.
Lilith incarnate will bring destruction to humans and vampires alike.
Something's.
Bill, stop! Feels like his fist is squeezing my heart.
Holy fuck, help me! We have to take her to him now.
Whatever Billith is, he's not worth dying for.
Sookie, please.
I can't take much more-- I'm taking her to Bill with or without you.
Be careful.
Seriously? If no one else is going with them, I am.
Take your progeny back to Fangtasia and wait for us.
- Let's go.
- Please don't do this.
- We can't-- - Get out of my way, Pam.
How many ways do I have to say it? The only way to be packmaster is to inherit the flesh.
It's not too late to back out.
Come on, do it.
He's just looking at it.
Come on, man.
Come on.
Inherit the flesh! Do it, Herveaux! - Herveaux, yeah! - Herveaux, Herveaux! Yeah! Fuck, yeah! The vampire blood he drank will wear off.
Power is a more dangerous drug.
Eats away at a man's decency.
Packmaster.
I'm glad to serve you any way I can.
Thank you, sister.
Danielle.
God help him.
Seems like he's got all the help he needs.
Yeah, let's do it.
Let's shift! Andy Bellefleur, if you think you can sit out here all la-dee-dah while Terry and I raise your litter of alien babies, you got another thing coming.
I'm sorry, Arlene, but I never asked for this.
It ain't fair to expect me to give up my life and just become a father one minute to the next.
Well, I got news for you, Andy.
Life ain't fair.
And there ain't no Santa Claus neither.
And when you stick Mr.
Happy inside somebody's hoo-ha without a raincoat on, babies come out! Now get your butt inside and face your responsibilities.
Well, hog tits, Arlene.
I haven't had a chance to read a book or take a goddamn poop class.
If that even exists.
I don't know how to take care of my own babies.
That's the sad truth.
What if I drop them? What if I feed them wrong? What if I-- How about they grow up and they hate me? What if I just ain't cut out for it? I mean look at me, Arlene.
Do I look like somebody's parent to you? You look scared out of your wits which is how any halfway decent parent ought to feel.
Andy.
I'm not gonna tell you it ain't gonna be hard.
And that there won't be some days you'll wish you could stuff them back where they came from.
But most days you thank your stars for every minute you got with them.
Now, as far as I know .
there ain't nothing more beautiful or rewarding in this life.
Okay? Let's go.
Heh, heh.
Let's go.
You want it tight, but not too tight.
Because if it pinches her, she's gonna be up hollering all night long.
Make sure them tabs ain't sticking to her skin.
If she gets a rash, you gotta use zinc oxide but not the mentholated kind.
Mikey likes the sensitive wipes, the kind with the bunny on the label.
And most importantly, Purell, Purell, Purell.
Before and after.
Okay.
I think I got it.
Thanks.
Come on, baby.
Come on.
Uh, I'm Sheriff Andy Bellefleur.
And I'm gonna be your daddy.
- Freeze that ass, motherfucker.
- Lafayette! What are you doing in my bar in the middle of the night? Damn it, I'm holding down the fort, protecting your investment.
Reeking of my good tequila.
Sobering up on your office floor.
Hell, drunk driving kills.
Sammy, is that your blood or somebody else's? Any chance you're drunk enough to forget you saw me tonight? Only one way to be sure.
Is this about your girlfriend turning into Steve Newlin? That was the sickest shit I seen on TV.
And I watch Dance Moms.
You saw Luna on TV? Oh, Hunty, she is all that's on TV.
Packs of starving vampires are out there hunting our streets and now we find that they may not be vampires.
Is this a new supernatural creature or an elaborate hoax? - Sam? - Steve Newlin can't be reached.
- Turn it off.
- The woman has yet to be identified.
This is an outrage.
I can't-- Oh, hey there, shorty pop.
What's cooking? My mommy's dead and I'm hungry.
You want something deep-fried, dipped in sugar, and fried all over again? Come on.
And we'll do something with your hair, too.
Hey, Lafayette.
I'm serious.
You never saw us tonight.
Her life depends on it.
Can I trust you? Wrong place at the wrong fucking time ought to be my middle fucking name.
Come on.
Come on with Lala.
You need help? I sure do.
Yes, sir.
Get in.
- You had a rough night? - I was attacked by a vampire.
It's a long story.
Hey, thanks for picking me up, man.
I figured nobody'd pick me up looking like this.
A little blood doesn't scare me.
Where you headed? It's a little town by Shreveport.
Bon Temps.
The old steakhouse, owned by the Bellefleur family.
Is that still there? No, they sold it years ago.
It's a bar now called Merlotte's.
You been to Bon Temps? A long, long time ago.
I had family there.
Well, what are their names? Maybe I know them.
Most of them are gone now.
Yeah.
Yeah, most of my family's gone, too.
Tell me about it.
Why? Well, I'm tired.
It's a long drive.
I'm trying to find a way to pass away the time.
Well, my daddy was a mechanic.
He fixed cars.
My mama was a waitress till my sister was born.
She stayed home to take care of us.
And my sister.
She has some mental problems.
Okay, just wait a second, Jess.
Just wait.
He's here.
I'll go in first.
And then, after that.
What the--? Is he dead? - Oh, God.
- What is it? Jess, what--? Sookie, he's.
Sookie.
Stay where you are.
I just wanna talk.
No, no! Sookie, no! Now can we talk? I brought you here tonight so you could see for yourselves.
I am no monster.
I do not wish any of you harm but if you force me to defend myself again, you will be sorry.
- What are you? - Are you Lilith? I am Bill Compton.
Though, clearly, I am something more.
I see that now.
I see everything so differently now.
The fear in your eyes.
I know I put that there.
But I promise you.
The man who did that to you has gone.
That's right.
Bill Compton is gone.
He died.
I felt it.
So whatever the hell you are if you really mean us no harm then prove it.
Stay away from Jessica, from all of us.
Leave Bon Temps tonight and never come back.
No.
Bill is staying and so am I.
You're the ones who should leave.
Jess, I'm not leaving you-- He's my maker! You will never understand.
This is not Bill.
You don't know that.
You can't know.
None of you know anything.
All you wanna do is kill and ask questions later.
You told me that you loved him and then you tried to stake him.
How could you? I want you to get out now.
- Please don't do-- - I said get out! All of you.
You heard her.
Get out.
Miss Suzuki.
I apologize for bringing you out here at this ungodly hour.
Thank you, Jimmy.
What is it? And I can assure you that nobody at Yakonomo Corporation is sleeping.
But the work's not happening fast enough.
And curfew alone won't hold murder at bay which is why I've asked you to meet me here tonight.
A bottling plant? I want to make a proposition.
See, I wanna talk about-- Well, I guess the only way to describe it is to call it what it is.
A government bailout.
You want to be our partner? Yes, ma'am.
With all due respect, Governor our consumers are vampires.
Considering your political leanings, the PR nightmare of partnering with the vampires' enemy number one just isn't worth the risk.
You hadn't heard my proposal yet.
See, ahem during my time in office here in this great state I have seized my fair share of property.
One of which is this old oil refinery.
The company that used to operate it left it for a newer facility.
Then along comes this nature outfit who want to repurpose the plant as a bottling plant for some fancy organic iced tea.
The problem they run into was that Louisianans only drink Lipton.
Eighteen months later, nature boys go belly-up.
Can't pay their taxes.
We take the plant.
You can use it.
Free of charge.
That is, until you get your own facilities back up and running.
You are free to operate this facility the same way you have always run your own.
The point I'm making is the partnership can be a silent one if my participation is in any way abhorrent to you.
I'm not looking for credit.
My face doesn't have to be anywhere near this thing.
And what's in it for you? Miss Suzuki, now I am not the new Big Bad everybody needs to fear.
Once these vampers have sustenance other than human beings it is my fervent hope that they will return to being peaceful, law-abiding, tax-paying members of our society.
Louisiana needs revenue.
I need revenue if I want to be reelected, okay? That's what's in it for me.
I think you got yourself a deal.
Excellent.
Now, we can all get some rest.
Rikki.
- Look, I'm sorry.
- It's my fault.
I'm the one who started it.
Where do you think you're going? I'm your number one bitch.
Don't ever forget it.
Eric released you.
I don't get why you keep taking orders from him.
That's right.
You don't get it.
Hey, I know what it's like to be betrayed by the people you trust the most.
But sometimes, much as it sucks it takes losing some shit to make room for something new.
It's just you and me now, right? So, fuck Eric.
You ever say "Fuck Eric" again I'll slap the fangs outta your face.
- Don't try me.
- Fuck Eric.
You wanna be Eric Northman's punching bag for the rest of eternity, that's up to you.
But I didn't sign up for that shit! Don't you dare judge me! You have no idea what it means to be someone's partner for a hundred years.
What's your longest relationship, Tara? Two weeks? We fuck once, now it's you and me, girlfriends forever? That's what you think? No.
I think you're too busy crying over some unavailable asshole to give what's happening between us a chance.
Oh, honey.
This isn't going to be some epic fucking love story.
You can't replace him and you never will.
I'm starving.
Where'd Ginger stash the rest of the Tru Blood? We're closed! I said we're fucking closed! Go in! Go, go! Are either of you Pamela Swynford De Beaufort? And you boys are? Wait, let me guess.
Male strippers? We're here by order of the Governor of Louisiana to enforce Executive Order 846 to close down all vampire-run businesses.
Gentlemen, I'm sure there's a way we can work this out.
Back off! Back the fuck off.
On your knees, vamper.
Now! Take that thing outta her face before I rip yours off.
- You threaten me, fanger? - Tara, don't.
Tara! I got money.
Enough for you to go wherever you want.
- Start a new life.
- There's no point.
I've had Bill's blood.
Lots of it.
If he wants me, he'll find me.
You staked him to save me.
I never expected that from you.
I never expected it from myself.
Bill's not the only one who's changed.
My life, it's so different from how I thought it would turn out.
I'm not who I thought I'd turn out to be.
Well, to me you'll always be that girl in the white dress.
The one who walked into my bar.
I got it.
Thanks for walking me home.
I'd offer you something to drink, but I'm all out of Tru Blood.
I'll take a pen and paper, if you have one.
Thank you.
Eric, what in God's name are you doing? Giving you back your home.
I'll put the official deed to the house in the mail.
It's not much.
But it's the least I can do.
Thank you.
Stay away from Bill.
I will.
Eric.
Yeah? I wanna be that girl again.
The one in the white dress.
I want my life back.
Which is why I'm rescinding your invitation to my house.
Good night, Miss Stackhouse.
Good night, Eric.
What was that about? None of your business.
You disposed of the vehicle? Yeah, it's in the swamp.
What's the plan with Bill? We'll find his weakness.
Can we use the fairy? Sookie stays out of this.
And we stay away from her from now on.
Are we clear? Eric Northman, you are in love with her.
In another life.
I don't know about Bill's weakness.
I think I may have just found yours.
Nora, my darling sister don't stir this pot.
- Ahh! - Hi, Daddy.
- What? - Hi, Dada.
May I come in? I found a Tru Blood in the pantry.
I thought you might be hungry.
Did you warm it? Feel better? Yeah.
It tastes less like ass when you think about what short supply it's in.
Like so many other things in life.
Did you know you could do that? No, I did not.
When you summoned me, Bill you almost tore me apart.
- I promise, I'll never-- - Please, don't.
I want you to hear me.
When we left you at the Authority that was not Bill Compton that we were leaving.
You were a fucking monster.
And when your pull led me here, I had no idea what I was gonna find.
I had no idea what I was walking into and I still don't.
Now may I talk? - If you have answers.
- I don't, Jess.
I don't know what I am.
I don't know why I am.
Which is why I need you.
Now more than ever.
What could I do? In my human life I told you I was a soldier, right? Yeah.
During the Civil War.
And during the war there was this major general who fought for the North.
Went by the name of William Sherman.
Yeah.
I learned a little about him.
He.
He burned down the Carolinas.
- And people said he was crazy.
- Yeah.
By all reports, he started out a good man.
He hated war.
Advised against it as loudly and as often as he could.
But as the years passed and he grew more and more powerful he came to fight harder and dirtier and uglier than any of his contemporaries.
I believe it was that power that turned him mad.
Now you have all these new powers.
Powers that I don't even understand.
I need you to keep me honest.
To tell it to me as it is.
Because surviving a staking is some heady fucking shit.
You're the only one I can trust.
I can do that for you.
You're not gonna like it when I do.
But I'll know it's for my own good.
I am really fucking tired.
I understand.
Come on.
Night, Jess.
You sleep tight.
Don't let the bedbugs bite your head off.
Night, Bill.
So my sister's ex-boyfriend might've just turned into some kind of evil vampire god monster thing.
Yeah, maybe I was too hard on her.
Maybe she was right.
Maybe I am going crazy.
I feel like that little gay boy from that movie, "I see dead people.
" Remember that one? - No.
- Well, that's okay.
It's not much like that movie anyway.
I don't see all dead people.
Just my parents telling me to do stuff.
And they've gotten kinda racist and scary since they went to heaven.
Anyway, my sister, she'd have me hauled off to the bunny ranch and put in one of them straitjackets.
Then who'd be there to stop Warlow from coming after her? You cannot keep Warlow away from Sookie.
How do you know my sister's name? Heh, heh.
Who the hell do you think I am, Jason? Warlow.
Oh, fuck! Shit.
Fuck! William Compton.
William Compton.
William Compton.
Who are you? Shh.