American Gods

Find Bilquis.

She fucked me up. Make her fix me.

Go into the hoard. You get the spear.

You bring it back to me.

Wish me luck.

I couldn't help overhearing you

asking about Derek.

Derek's a troubled kid.

Not a bad kid, mind you.

You know, this goes a lot better for you, Derek,

if you just tell me what happened to Alison.

No, I had nothing to do with this Alison shit.

You've always wanted a normal life.

Now you can have it.

Your obligation to me has been fulfilled.

I'm proud of the man you've become.

The fuck?

That's Gungnir, Odin's spear.

What do you really plan to do with that?

I'm gonna kill Wednesday.

Lakeside, Wisconsin, please.

Make it Jacksonville.

Put yourself back in charge

so you can become your best you.

How? With SHARD.

Coming soon, a future that puts its faith in you.

Fuck!

- SHARD... - Fucking hell!

They're calling it the most downloaded,

highest-trending media push ever released.

Totally crashed the Internet this week.

Uh, Instagram, Twitter, Facebook.

Apparently, it's working.

Nine million subscriptions on Day 1. Nine, people.

I've never heard of anything like this before.

They're calling it a state-of-the-art

life management system.

Yeah, but can it find me a woman

who wants me for my mind? Come on.

...spiritual needs.

Coming soon. A future that puts its faith in you.

With SHARD.

Where the fuck have you been?

And a very good morning to you, fair Cordelia.

You totally dropped off the grid.

Yeah, I know that's what you do,

but you did it to me, whose job it is

to know where the fuck you are.

It's for your own good.

If you're hungry, order to go.

We gotta be in Chicago by tonight.

It's imperative.

Jesus, you look like shit.

When was the last time you slept?

I'll sleep... when I'm dead.

Heads or tails?

Cut it out.

I think you would have said... tails.

So I'm gonna say heads.

Oh, oh, oh.

I'm very happy for you with your lucky powers or whatever...

Mm, you're not. But go on.

But I have much more important shit to think about

than what you plan to do with my fucking coin.

You do have a plan for that, I assume?

Stabbing a god?

Yup. Get spear, shank shithead.

Pull off at the next exit.

Why?

So we can find a place for me to teach you

how to use the fucking spear.

This is the god-killer.

And it doesn't exactly come with an instruction manual.

You want me to teach you or not?

Oh, hi, Mike!

Starting to feel like summer, isn't it?

Yeah.

How you doing, Mike? It's been awhile.

Mike.

Hey. I was hoping we could talk.

I, uh...

I got a call.

Uh, something happened.

He was such a good boy.

You'll be the first person I talk to.

Just... give me some time to sort this out.

Of course.

You okay?

Not really.

It doesn't make any sense.

He was doing good in therapy.

He hadn't missed a day of school or work.

Till today.

Chief. Need you to see something.

Alison McGovern's coat, chief.

Found it in the back of the kid's closet.

Well...

I've gotta go away on an important business trip,

but, uh,

you're in good hands. When I get back...

we'll go somewhere,

have some fun.

Just you and me.

Would you like that?

I wonder if you can help me.

About something called

Artifact Number 1.

Hey, you got a minute?

Not really.

Look, we really need to talk about this.

I mean, I knew Derek.

In the way that everyone here knows everyone,

which is not as well as we think, it seems.

Look, I have to get back to the office.

Maybe we'll see each other later at the Ice Festival?

Shouldn't they postpone that or something?

They floated cancelling it

at the emergency city council meeting,

but as Hinzelmann made everyone keenly aware,

the kids wait for this all year, so...

Everyone's gonna put on their brave face

and carry on like everything's normal.

Wait. Derek, he...

He couldn't have killed Alison. Something else is going on.

- Like what? - I don't know.

I just don't think it was Derek!

It just doesn't make any sense!

Things just don't add up with the kids in this town.

You got Derek, Alison.

Sandy.

What about Sandy?

I went to Florida and I spoke to Darren.

You did what?

- I just thought that, that he... - I can't believe you did this!

I only did it so that you would have peace of mind

and you would know how he was doing.

But Sandy never went to live with his father.

I-I don't even think he ran away.

And the only reason he's not responding

to your messages and cards is because he is missing.

Like Alison.

You deserve the truth.

The truth, whatever it is,

doesn't get me out of bed in the morning.

It doesn't do my job.

It doesn't take Leon to school

or hockey practice or sleepovers!

So don't fucking preach to me about the truth!

I just... I'm trying to say...

You ready to try?

Yeah, I think I got it.

I've done my share of pub crawls.

It's like a big dart.

That, um...

...is actually a very good way to think about it.

Except this thing weighs about as much as you.

Oh.

The first thing you need to do

is find the balance point.

Don't manhandle it.

And back about a hand's width.

Line up to the target.

Do you really have to kill this dude?

Yes, I do.

Either I go out trying to kill him,

or I die breaking my word to the tech Nazis.

But with them it's not just my life on the line,

cause I fucking dragged

Salim and Shadow's names into it as well.

So, yeah, there's really no rethinking things.

It's really not your problem, though.

I mean, if you leave now,

you can be at the craps tables in Vegas by morning.

I can figure this out.

Take the coin and you can't miss.

Don't fuck with me.

Take it.

It's a loan.

Oh, fuck me.

Votan, you know that shit will kill you.

As there is no evening star to greet me

with backhanded hospitality,

I let myself in,

sent my girl Friday to the roof,

and told her that there would be a goddess

who has a fondness for kissing my employees.

Yeah, whatever, Votan.

I'm not in the mood.

I'm tired, I'm going to bed.

So, can we talk about your war tomorrow morning?

Peace.

It's peace that we need to talk about.

Peace?

My war campaign has been a dismal failure.

The New Gods won before we started.

We have to face that.

Are you drunk?

I have never been more sober in my life, old friend.

It's time.

You promised us a war!