American Horror Story

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Poor freakish thing,

There is no escape.

Not until all questions have been answered.

By you, and by all upon whom I would call.

For I have been summoned to this place.

Driven, like percival, to find a thing most rare.

Though the grail I seek is one of flesh.

Corrupted. Diseased.

Perfect in its monstrous imperfection.

Before this night is through, I will find my grail.

One more pure freak to add to our unhappy number.

Now...

Tell me, dear one,

How did you come to be here?

I committed a sin.

Give us your sin.

Paul: That's easy, isn't it?

I was born.

As all men must be.

Only I weren't like all other men.

In our street, that was a problem.

Lads learned early on how to scrap.

Only I couldn't get close enough to scrap back,

Not with these.

Suzi: The doctors took my legs

When I was two years old,

Owing to a spinal condition.

After that, my parents lost faith.

They left me in a basket

On the doorstep of the children's home.

I never saw them again.

A sad story, but common.

You do not amuse, girl.

Make me weep tears of sorrow for you.

Lay bare your greatest shame.

Play with us!

Oh, my innocent ones.

How you move my heart.

There can be no shame with you.

No shame.

Paul: My whole life is shame.

My only escape was in the dark.

I could lose myself in it.

There I was transported.

I wanted nothing more than to come to this land

Of opulence and glamour.

But when I arrived, it was the depression.

The country's... And mine.

Suzi: After the children's home, I ended up on the streets.

There was no work for someone like me.

Hell, there was no work for anyone at that time.

The darkest moment, girl.

We would have it.

It was jealousy.

Even hate.

He didn't deserve it.

And I guess I hit an artery.

I didn't think of those legs as part of him.

Just the things that I would never have.

He died.

Yes.

But he inspired you to perform.

He did.

And I was tired of the streets.

Paul: Tired of being laughed at,

Of being attacked, of being called "seal boy."

The world hated me.

But no more than I hated myself.

They wanted a monster?

I decided to give them one.

I could never make the world love me.

Maybe I could make it fear me.

Why not the face?

Paul: I thought about it.

But at the last minute, I chickened out.

Why?

'cause I have a handsome face.

I have the face of a pretty lad.

Can you imagine this mug on a normal body?

I could've ruled the world.

You are not the one.

There is another, my children.

Another visit I must make.

Maestro?

Willkommen.

I hope I'm not disturbing you, fraulein.

Oh, not at all.

I have been expecting you.

Although it was rather rude of you

To run off like that after my number.

Perhaps you needed to...

Collect yourself.

I imagine you don't see such authentic talent very often.

May I sit?

It would be better over there.

We have business to discuss.

And you wouldn't be the first young man to show up

Expecting a lesson in love.

Are you going to say something about my number?

I've been trying out some new phrasing,

Though it is a challenge for an artist like myself to work

With such run-of-the-mill accompaniment.

I suppose I should consider myself lucky

That there is at least one freak on the circuit

Who knows how to read music.

They are not known for their culture.

Which is something we should discuss.

I'm going to need a new arranger

If I am to develop a contemporary nightclub act.

Cat got your tongue?

My talent has been known to render

Men speechless, but you'll have to get over it

If we are going to work together.

It is not your talent that renders me speechless.

It is your delusional ignorance.

Excuse me?

You are a tattered waste of oxygen

Who bolsters herself with contempt for others.

I am not here to take you on to greatness, woman.

I am here to take someone with me to the other side,

Perhaps you.

Get out of my tent!

This is not amusing.

Whoever it is under that mask,

You've come to the wrong tent

For your silly little Halloween prank.

This isn't a prank, my lovely.

No!

I am their guardian!

I'm their minder! I'm not one of them!

I'm not... Don't!

Don't, don't, don't.

I don't understand.

: I am not one of them.

Oh, I understand.

There is nothing more craven than a freak like yourself.

Someone who would pretend to be the benevolent zookeeper,

But she is nothing

But a pernicious, diseased animal herself.

Now...

...Tell me all about your darkest hour.

What happened?

I think we ran out of gas.

You think I was born yesterday?

What's next? Do you want to go for a stroll in the woods?

Yeah, actually. We have to get off the road.

There's a curfew.

Unless you want to spend the night in jail,

We have to hide from the cops.

You coming?

Come on, let's go.

We got to get off the road. Let's go.

Come on. Don't-don't touch me!

I haven't decided about you.

Well, you're a fortune teller--

Can't you tell my intentions? That's the problem.

I know every guy's intentions.

well, sassy,

Lucky for you, you're not my type.

I'm also smart enough to know that

Guys aren't so picky in the dark.

Listen, I'm not the one you have to worry about, toots.

It's the townies, the cops.

Do you have any idea how much they hate us?

At best, we're tolerated because we make them feel grateful

They're normal.

So let me get this straight.

A pretty face is not your type?

shit. Come on.

We got to go. Let's go.

Am I gonna die?

Listen to me.

I'm not gonna die here,

And neither are you.

Is he dead?

No.

He's just weak from hunger.

The clown makes us watch him, but he doesn't feed us.

Watch him do what?

Clown stuff.

Come here. I need you to help me.

I need you to help me untie this knot.

Come on. Just try. I can't.

It's too tight. Look, I need you to just try.

Oh, come on. Hurry.

There. There.

There's only been one car in the last ten minutes.

Can't we just walk back to camp?

When you're right, you're right.

Just in case, let's stay in the shadows.

Let's go this way.

Help me! Help!

Shh. Get down.

No! No!

What was that?

Nothing good.

Where are you going?

See if I can help her.

Well...