American Horror Story

How may I he...?

Devil's night.

I have a standing reservation.

Of course, Mr. Ramirez.

Well, my pleasure to welcome you to the Hotel Cortez.

Uh, this is your second year joining us?

Third.

I died in 2013.

: Apologies.

Let me show you to your room.

I was hoping Manson could join us this year.

Charlie hasn't shuffled off this mortal coil yet.

He's still serving life in State prison.

Aw, that's too bad.

Your room, sir.

The master has left a couple of treats

on the pillow.

I don't need a key.

Shut up!

Swear to Satan you won't scream

or I'll kill you.

I said swear to Satan!

I swear to Satan.

You liar!

No! (coughing)

Help! Help me!

There's a killer after me!

And a killer before you.

Ricky!

Found your presents.

Tourists from Arizona.

Marriot was full.

Come, finish her off.

Hello?

Hey, Dad.

Hey, sweetie.

Hey.

How was Disneyland?

It's pretty cool.

I was just on my way out.

Uh, I'll be over at Grandma's in about an hour.

We've got some Halloween shopping to do.

I don't really feel like

going trick-or-treating this year.

Oh, um, okay.

We can do something else.

Actually,

Grandma was gonna teach me

how to make banana cream pie.

Kind of takes a while.

Oh, you want to stay over there for a lit...

a little while longer?

If that's okay.

Look, things are a little bit...

weird right now, aren't they?

A little bit.

I got to go.

Bye, Dad.

Bye, Scar.

I love you.

I don't like my costume.

Come along, Albert.

Here, put this on.

I don't like my costume.

Nothing's good enough for you, Mr. Bellyache.

There are places in the country where they

put paper bags over the children's head

and call that a costume.

Shake a leg.

I like to be punctual.

: Well...

look at you, Molly Wilkins!

You must've been sewing for months!

Pulled out all the stops, didn't you, with that expensive lace?

Oh, goodness, I wish I'd had time to sew a proper pattern...

Boo!

You're a scary little ghost.

MS. EVERS do things with your time,

while I'm taking in the laundry

and mending clothes.

But I'm so envious.

You look so lovely.

I do feel bad for little Albert.

He wanted an African cheetah costume,

but I just never found the time.

Where is he, the little rascal?

No! Please stop!

Who is it?

It's John Lowe from downstairs.

Oh!

I'm busy!

I'm working on these sheets!

What happened here? Was there an accident?

It happens every year.

At this time.

I-I lost my boy on Halloween.

So every year I go a little mad and I make a mess of everything.

And I can't get a-a handle on the sheet situation.

You lost your boy?

You mean he died?

Not right away.

How did you lose him?

I didn't see!

I wasn't paying attention!

: It was my fault!

I should've made him a proper costume,

like all the children.

I know how that feels,

especially around the anniversary.

I-I made him wear a plain old sheet.

Just a plain old sheet.

Why didn't I pay more attention?!

I'm not really sure.

I feel like I'm living

in a walking nightmare.

Would you like a sherry?

I'm okay, thank you.

I'll let you get back...

Will-will you pour me one?

Talking with you

is a comfort to my soul.

They searched the city for days.

But he wasn't in the city.

His killer... took him to his ranch

up in Wineville.

Oh, God, help me!

He haunts my dreams.

His woeful eyes pierce me with accusations.

Why weren't you careful Mommy?

Didn't you love me, Mommy?

Of course I loved him!

At least you know what happened to your boy.

But I don't.

Not really.

This is all we found of your boy, ma'am.

That sicko disposed

of all their bodies in quicklime.

And then he scattered their bones in a mass grave.

Oh...

They never were sure exactly

how many children there were.

That is a terrible story, Ms...

Evers.

Hazel Evers.

You can call me Hazel.

I'm John.

I know.

I have a confession to make, John.

I've known for a while that we were kindred spirits.

Oh, my!

Oh, my, it's so late and I'm so behind!

There's so much to do before the shindig tonight,

and so little time!

The master will be

very very upset if his table isn't perfect.

His autumnal banquet is the event of the year.

These particular guests, they're very demanding.

Refills, refills, refills!

My feet are swollen up like puff pastries

by the end of the night!

Jasper, stop that.

Come here, come here.

Jasper, come on.

In here.

He's a sweet dog.

He just doesn't know who you are.

We got him two years ago.

Your sister was lonely.

I'm gonna do an exam.

It'll only take a minute, okay?

It's too bright.

Sorry.

I'm sorry. Come over here, baby.

Can you sit still for me?

Do you feel cold?

No.

No?

Do you know where you are, baby?

Hmm? Do you remember this house?

You're home.

You're finally home, baby.

Oh, I've missed you so much.

I'm thirsty.

Of course you are.

I'll get you some juice, all right?

Be right back.

Holden, I've brought you an apple juice

and an orange juice.

Wasn't sure which one...

Holden?