American Horror Story

So we're really gonna stay.

Well, you know what Paris does to me.

Dior, Lagerfeld.

You should see their ateliers.

I want mine to be right here.

This place inspires me.

Is that okay with you?

Yeah.

I made some friends.

What would you think if I told you

that me and my blonde lady friend are gonna

be together forever?

I thought you liked men?

Well, adults are complicated.

Then I approve.

Mr. Drake.

I think we've got a problem.

It's one-inch steel.

It runs the whole length of this section.

It's not in any of the plans.

Tear it out.

I'm on a schedule.

It smells like shit in there.

No, it smells like death.

I don't think we should go down there.

: "Eh, it smells like death."

Come on, you pussy.

This place has been sealed up for years.

Do you know where you are?

California.

Which hospital?

Mr. Lowe, you're at the West Los Angeles Health Center.

I'd like to ask you some questions

to determine your state of mind.

Could you start by counting backwards from 100 by sevens?

Uh, 93...

86...

seventy... seventy-nine....

Uh, what was the last one I said?

Tell me which statement most accurately describes

what you're feeling.

"I am not discouraged about my future."

Are you sure you want to stay here?

I mean, there are more comfortable places, John.

I could get you into Resnick.

This is perfect for me.

In your own words, can you tell me why you're here?

I, um, feel like everything's closing in on me.

Some setbacks at work.

Separation from my wife.

Because of a misunderstanding,

my daughter is afraid of me.

I need professional help.

I think that's a very important statement.

The fact that you recognized your own fragility

and took positive action.

Was there a specific incident

that prompted this latest episode?

I've been working on a very frustrating case.

There's a killer out there, murdering with impunity,

using the Ten Commandments as justification.

Hey, dickhead, you're on administrative leave.

Captain sees you here, you won't even get your old job back.

Who's the suspect?

I'm not covering for you anymore.

I want to talk to him.

Where is he?

I attacked the only friend I had.

The one person who was trying to help me.

And that's when you finally realized you needed help.

Get some fresh air.

You better be out of here, asshole!

Okay, I'm going.

I knew it was time I checked into a hospital.

We'll get a handle on this, John.

This is a good first step.

I feel I'm exactly where I need to be.

Does Mr. Drake know about this?

Um, I don't think so.

He's, um, he's in the middle

of getting his anus waxed and bleached.

Is that a thing now?

I mean, how would someone even know

their anus needs bleaching?

I couldn't pick my butthole out of a lineup.

Who did this?

Not the new governess.

No.

I mean, look at 'em.

Whoever did this was starving.

What was in here?

I don't know.

What?

I've just never seen you scared before.

I convinced him I got him a fantastic deal,

so he threw a free weekend on top of my commission.

Don't tell him that I fudged the paperwork

to make it look like he had multiple offers.

Oh, honey.

I'd rather be alone.

You know, ever since I had to put Hallie down,

I go through these spasms of grief.

Oh, there's the room service.

Bye, Margaret.

I hate that bitch.

All right!

I'm coming. For God's sake...

Aah!

An eye for an eye.

A tooth for a tooth!

That is the law of my father!

You belong to the sheik!

And cut. Good, let's do one more.

My God, he is

so beautiful.

My boyfriend says he's queer.

Gibby. He's married

to Natacha Rambova,

one of the most exotic women in the whole world.

They're getting a divorce. Don't you read Picture Play?

And her name's not Rambova.

It's Winifred Hudnut.

And she's from Utah.

So what? That just

makes me admire her more. She

transformed herself. The only thing she transformed is his career.

She ruined it.

Okay, people. Slavers and harem concubines...

You're up.

This is for you. From him.

Bellissima. Mm.

You came.

Please.

I am so pleased you agreed to join me.

You see, I...

I often must dine alone.

You? Mm.

That's hard to believe.

Well, it's not simple for me, you know?

Fame is its own kind

of, uh, prison.

Please.

It's a wonderful face.

You speak Italian!

Well, I understand it, anyway.

I'm from Bensonhurst.

Italian's all my folks talked

when I was growing up. Pop's from Sicily.

He's a plumber. Mm.

And you have come to Hollywood

with dreams of becoming an actress.

That is unfortunate.

I think I see greater things in you.

Greater than being immortal?

'Cause that's what it means to be up on that screen.

Shadows only.

A hundred years and no one

will remember what we did.

No, I don't agree.

I don't agree at all.

I think the flickers are the future.

A true American art form.

You are a true American art form.

Are you making fun of me?

No, no, no, little one.

I am, uh... admiring you.

I'm sorry. If it seems otherwise,

it is only because...

my English is not so good, huh?

I do better

without words.

Mm.

So...

this is the mouse.

Oh, my God, you're...

The cat...

little mouse.

This is my wife, Natacha.

Rambova.

I am... so sorry, I thought...

That I was divorcing my husband.

And so I am.

I sh...

should go.

No, no, no. Please, not yet, huh?

Stay.

Natacha...

you must be gentle with our guest, huh?

The divorce is for show.

The studio has been trying to...

tear us apart for years.