American Horror Story

Excuse me. We are close to Universal Studios?

It's about 10 miles away.

Oh.

Mom swam

I heard you the first time.

Reservations?

For us, um, your hotel is not right.

You will please give us back our deposit?

No refunds.

But we need the money for the new hotel.

Welcome to America.

Look, you've already paid for one night. Trust me.

This place will grow on you.

Um, I forgot to ask you the password for Wi-Fi.

We don't have that.

This whole building is a dead zone for cell service.

There is a telephone for your convenience.

Local calls are free.

Fifty-dollar fee for losing your keys.

Anything else I can help you with?

Ice?

Ice machine is down the second hallway to the left.

Knock yourself out.

Terrible accident in Room 51. Just ghastly.

Front desk. We must change rooms.

There's a terrible smell in here. It's a musty hotel.

Try running the air conditioner. You must give us another room.

We're sold out. There's nothing available.

Who was that? What was that? I have no idea.

Honey, I'm just as upset as you are.

And I want you to know you will not be charged for that room.

I cannot stay in this place one more second.

The police will be coming soon.

You can either give them a statement here or you can talk to them later in jail...

...when they arrest you for evasion.

I'll get your bags.

Until then, you can stay here.

I thought you said there was no other room.

This one we never rent out.

Sorry. Your call cannot be completed as dialed.

Check the number and dial again.

[EASY-LISTENING MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO]

Aggie?

We think our guy lifted the master key from housekeeping.

Nobody heard anything? Looks like both victims were chloroformed.

Lovely.

Let's get some light.

Our victim's eyeballs are in the ashtray.

And his tongue. He's in a world Of hurt.

John, this area's been documented already.

Not by me.

They were married, but not to each other.

They were cheating.

Very pissed-off spouse, maybe. No, this isn't jealousy.

This is something else.

The killer's saying the families are blind to what's been going on.

Get me out of here. Get me out of here.

Sir? Sir?

Sir'? We're gonna get you out of here. We promise.

That's not what he's saying.

He's saying, "Get me out of her." He's still inside of her.

You're gonna find male potency drugs in his system. Probably a lot.

You won't be able to detach them here. You're gonna have to take him with the corpse.

Cut him loose.

You have that report for me? Forensics is still on the scene.

No, not from the homicide this morning. From the Martin Gamboa case, last month.

The victim's name, Martin Gamboa, age 47.

Profession listed as Oscar blogger.

One-eighty-seven occurred in victim's home in Silver Lake.

Victim died from blunt-force trauma to the head.

There's evidence of wounds on the legs, arms and thorax, some defensive.

Whoever did this wanted him lo suffer first.

Fractures to the radius and the ulna of the right arm...

"compound fractures of the humerus of the {eff arm...

...bone protrusions through the skin.

There are traces of what appear to be gold paint chips...

...in the rectal cavity as well as in what is left of the cranium...

...so it may be assumed that whatever the murder weapon was...

...was also used in the sexual assault.

Hi, Dad. How was school?

Good. Lizzy Cooper threw up in the middle of spelling.

It was gross and awesome at the same time.

The boys are calling her Lizzy Puker now.

How's Mom'? Does she wanna talk to me?

Hey, Mom, do you wanna say hi to Dad?

No, honey.

Did you eat?

Yes. Liar.

All right, you ready to read? It's almost bedtime.

You got a call on line three. Take a message.

Uh, he was pretty adamant.

So am I.

Daddy, you can go. Nope.

We read at bedtime. Who's gonna start? You.

All right.

"Boys are trying enough to human patience, goodness knows...

...but girls are infinitely more so..."

Can you cross-reference the Gamboa forensics with the hotel case?

You got it.

Hello'?

Hello, John.

Why didn't you take my call? Who is this?

How'd you get this number? I nailed them to the headboard.

I'm at the Hotel Cortez, Room 64. I'm going to do I! again.

I need a room, one night. One fifty.

It says here 30. That's out of date.

Prices went up after the remodel.

Okay, well, that's bullshit.

You know what? It's your lucky day.

Mama's feeling magnanimous.

Room 64.

Oh, elevators out of service today.

I've got dibs on this one, Iris.

I haven't seen one that sweet in a while.

[THE SISTERS OF MERCY'S "NEVER LAND" PLAYING]

L had a face on the mirror

I had a hand on the gun

I had a place in the sun

And a ticket to Syria

I had everything within my reach

Had money and stuff

Each and every call

When people die, they soil the sheets. Blood, shit, urine.

I can take care of every stain there is.

Help me!

Woof.

You're a sight for sore eyes...

...Mr. Police-Officer.

It's that obvious, huh? Heh, heh.

You must have a lot of run-ins with police.

My fair share.

What can you tell me about the occupant in Room 64?

That room's vacant.

You mind if I take a quick look?

Oh. Be my guest.

Liz Taylor.

Show this nice policeman to Room 64.

Sixty-four? Yes. Room 64. Right away.

He“) me!

He“) me!

I had a place in the sun

And a ticket to Syria

I had everything within my reach

Had money and stuff

Each and every call

Too much but never enough

Tear it up and watch it fail

The more you scream, the more he likes it.

What can you tell me about the people that come in and out of this place?

They mostly residents or transients? Oh, we got a bit of everything.

Some pay by the month, some pay by the hour.

Some of the old-timers have been here since the dawn of time.

And you? Who are you looking for?

Not at liberty to say. Oh, I don't mean that-.

I can see the pain in your eyes.

It's very familiar. Oh.

You've lost something.

And now you're frozen in time. Can't move forward.

Can't go back.

Tell me you love me.

Say m

Say, "I love you, Sally," and it will all go away.

Say it.

I love you, Sally.

Say it again.

Say it again.

I love you, Sally.

All right, I'll take it from here.

I don't have any cash.

Money isn't everything.

[EASY-LISTENING MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO]

Holden?

[SHE WANTS REVENGES "TEAR YOU APART" PLAYING ON STEREO]

Got a big plan, his mind's set Maybe it's right