Lovecraft Country

Come on, light up.

Goddamn it!

Mama!

Pumpkin, I asked you

to stay in the car.

Mama, I don't think

we're supposed to be here.

What does this have to do

with Pop's death?

He was here.

I'm sorry.

I just can't figure it out.

They need to tilt based on

how they rotate on their axis.

Did you kill them?

No, they were already dead.

I just...transformed

their blood into a potion.

Ruby, it's okay.

You have been lying to me

this entire time.

Nothing that has happened

since I met William--

shit, you--has been real.

What you know of William

is true.

Captain Lancaster

did try to kill him,

and in fact he succeeded.

So this has--

this has been about revenge

for your dead lover?

Yes.

I want revenge for William.

But I want so many

other things too.

Just listen, please.

Please.

My father was a leader in

the Order of Ancient Dawn.

What the hell is that?

It's a group of powerful men

who wield magic.

They don't allow women to join.

I begged my father to teach

me anyway, but he refused.

I sought William out to seduce

him into being my teacher,

to prove I could be better

than the son

my father wished he had,

but the more William taught me,

the more I realized

how silly it was

to limit my pursuit of magic

around impressing my father.

William's spell,

which I completed,

was the beginning

of bigger ambitions.

I could be so much more.

Do things most people

couldn't even imagine.

Like fuck me.

As a man.

I never lied to you.

The words may have come out

of William's mouth,

but they were mine.

I wanna know everything.

Right now.

No more secrets,

no more half-truths.

Every fucking thing.

The whole truth

involves lost pages

from the Book of Names

and your family.

You been up here all night?

I translated

about half the pages.

The ceremony at Ardham

was complicated.

They had this symbol,

written in chalk

all over the lab,

which makes me think

it's important.

And then they had all these

weird mechanical elements

I-I've never seen before.

It's not as simple as

just saying the words.

Titus and Samuel

and that entire lodge

spent decades

studying this stuff,

and they all died

in failed attempts

at casting these spells.

Not you.

Not Hanna.

She managed

to escape the fire,

ran right out the front door.

How you know

she ran out the front?

I don't, not really.

This'll probably sound crazy,

but...

I think I had a dream

about her this morning.

Were you in the lodge

while it burned around you?

I might've had

the same dream.

Uh, Hanna's standing

in the doorway.

I felt like I'd been

chasing after her, and I'm...

What?

You're what?

I'm, um, not scared.

Even though the house

is burning around me.

How are we having

the same dream?

I think Hanna might be

trying to tell us something.

Warn us maybe.

But I can never hear her.

Could you?

She doesn't

say anything in mine.

She's just standing

in a doorway

smiling with that book.

What book?

All the things to take

when you're pregnant

and running out of your

master's burning house,

and you stop to grab a--

The Book of Names.

No, it can't be.

If Hanna escaped

with the book,

wouldn't there be magic

in your family?

I barely know anything

about my mama's side.

She's the only one who survived

the riots in Tulsa.

If the Book of Names

is still out there,

that's not just

some more spells.

That's instructions

on how to cast them.

Christina's

going after the pages.

We gonna get

the whole damn book.

Oh, come on, baby.

Love me tonight.

Well, good morning.

Morning.

I figured since

I spent the night,

I could at least

make breakfast.

No, what you figured,

since this was the first time

I let you spend the night,

you would make a big old

production out of breakfast.

Drop the needle

in that record for me.

Yes, sir.

There's nothing in your

cabinets but whiskey,

so I went to the store.

On the way,

I ran into this woman

with this cute little

African scarf.

Would you believe, she said

she got it at Marshall Field's.

I ain't never seen

not one colored

go into that store.

That was Bernice.

My neighbor.

It was at the bus stop.

She didn't see me come in

or out of here.

What's this, pork?

I don't eat pork.

They ain't have no

beef sausage down there?