I dug Russell up.
Russell Edgington was the only vampire powerful enough
to take Roman Zimojic out.
All you want is power.
No. I want to share it.
Only thing that matters is what's in your heart right now.
Do you hate Jessica Hamby?
I do.
Who would want to kill shifters?
Who even knows about shifters?
You killed my friends.
He was telling me that there's this spirit
made of smoke that's hunting him down.
Are you gonna be able to live with yourself
if you give up on that man?
My Jesusito, he had a gift.
I will take back what belongs to me.
You take this, you grow up to be big and strong.
Emma? I don't know you no more.
Being on V gives him too much advantage.
I'm prepared to lose.
Your magic is finite. You will run out
if you aren't careful how much you use it.
- Would I be human? - You would be fae no longer.
This is the blood of Lilith. Nothing could be less symbolic.
Tonight, everyone will drink from her.
I'm hungry!
Lilith.
Enjoy prison, asshole.
You think this is all gonna stop?
There's a hundred of me out there, shifter.
A thousand. So sleep tight.
Shut up, butt plug.
Evening, Mr. Merlotte.
They're everywhere. At my house, in the hospital.
- Hey, shh. - Goddamn maniacs.
Deep breath.
All right? One's off to jail.
Andy'll track down the rest.
- We are being hunted. - Take-- take it easy.
I'm not gonna take--
one by one. See how they fucking like it.
Okay, okay. That's not gonna solve anything.
We should get rid of them before they get rid of us.
- You need to rest. - Just--
Luna, hey. All right?
- I promise you-- - Okay.
Come on, shh.
I promise-- I promise you'll feel better.
- Okay. - All right.
- Okay. - Okay? All right.
Hey, listen.
I'm on this.
I'm headed to the station right now.
Okay.
- Night, Mr. Merlotte. - Night, Kevin.
Keep an eye on her.
This is fucking ridiculous.
Do nothing.
Stay in your room.
Be helpless.
Fuck me.
( theme music playing )
♪ True Blood 5x08♪ Somebody That I Used to Know Original Air Date on July 29, 2012
== sync, corrected by elderman ==
♪ When you came in the air went out ♪
♪ And every shadow filled up with doubt ♪
♪ I don't know who you think you are ♪
♪ But before the night is through ♪
♪ I want to do bad things with you ♪
♪ I'm the kind to sit up in his room ♪
♪ Heart sick and eyes filled up with blue ♪
♪ I don't know what you've done to me ♪
♪ But I know this much is true ♪
♪ I want to do bad things with you ♪
♪ Ow, ooh ♪
♪ I want to do real bad things with you. ♪
Oh, yes.
...fuckface!
Ride the pony, ride the pony.
What the hell just happened?
We saw her.
She appeared to us. We saw Lilith.
Yeah, I saw something.
We were in the presence of God.
We were high as fucking kites.
Get out of me!
Get out!
Hey! Hey!
Jason!
- You okay? - I'm fine.
You got me in the head.
What the hell's happening?
It's like a thunderstorm out here.
I'm dumping all my fairy light.
- Why would you wanna do that? - Because I'm tired.
I'm tired of hearing voices,
I'm tired of being chased by vampires,
and I'm tired of being a freak.
Hey.
- You are not a freak. - That's easy for you to say.
You don't know what it's like to be standing in line
at the bank and hear the guy behind you
thinking about how he wants to suck your toes.
Ew. That happened?
You don't know what it's like to have your parents' death on your hands
just because of what you are.
- I wanna be normal. - The hell you do.
Look, if you were normal,
you never woulda met Bill.
Yeah, big loss there.
Now, I know you two had your ups and downs,
but you loved him.
Real love.
And that's something not everyone gets.
And talking to Gran on the other side,
hearing her voice one last time?
That don't happen to normal folk.
You're right.
And I'll tell you something else.
You are who you are
'cause you got Mama and Daddy
inside of you.
And you wanna get rid of that
to feel normal?
And even if you did un-fairy yourself,
it ain't ever gonna feel right until we find out
who killed our parents.
And that thing that you have in you,
your special power,
that could be the one thing that could help us.
So please, don't be spraying it all over the yard.
Hey, that thing at the bank really happened?
It was Mike Spencer.
Ew.
Mr. Merlotte?
- How did you-- - Mind your own goddamn business!
I seen you.
You know, they say my blood
is like a goddamn milkshake.
You don't even need no straw.
We witnessed a miracle tonight.
We saw God
- and She smiled upon us. - Unbelievable.
I mean, I have never--
The most beautiful thing I've ever seen
in 500 years.
I never truly believed until now.
First, may I say
God has the most beautiful tits I've ever seen.
Now, I have never been called devout,
but watching Lilith shoot out of a blood pool
while I sucked down a bride
to the dulcet strains of "You Light Up My Life",
well, praise Lilith, praise Jesus,
praise Moses's cock! I am born again!
Amen. Me, too.
For the first time in a decade,
I ate a child.
I took his life inside of me and it was ripe.
- Yes. - This was a sign.
Roman's death has been sanctioned by God
and we're on the correct path.
Yes.
And now we can move forward with a clear conscience.
But we have a lot of work to do
and we will need food.
So, Steve, please have the guards procure
a few dozen humans before daybreak.
Just put them in the holding cells.
I need a baby.
Lilith wants me to eat a baby.
And a baby for Nigel.
Coming right up.
Well, I think I've had enough fun for one night.
Are you coming?
You know this doesn't mean I'm your girlfriend.
I don't remember asking.
You wanna be my girlfriend?
Maybe.
You rang?
I thought you might wanna join me for a late-night snack.
Please don't do this.
I have a four-month-old daughter. Please.
Thank you, but, um, I'm not hungry.
Who are you
to refute God's plan?
Feed on this woman as Lilith has commanded.
No! Please, no. You can't do this.
Did you think the club was an anomaly?
That we would stop after one night?
No.
That we would starve ourselves on Tru Blood?
- Is that what you thought? - I will not be bullied.
Understand this. I have fathered children.
I cannot take this woman away from--
If you really loved your human children,
why didn't you make them vampire?
Keep them with you forever?
Please. God, no.
Miss Sarah, someone's here to see you.
- Father? - My angel.
Am I in heaven?
No.
But your face.
- You're so-- - I appear as you knew me
when you were a child.
So young.
It's not possible.
I have missed you
every hour of every day.
But how?
I have been shown how to live longer
than most ever thought possible.
Make me like you, then.
My angel, I cannot.
I don't wanna die.
- Sarah-- - Please.
I want to live.
- No. - Why?
Immortality is a curse.
I can feel myself rotting.
No.
Please.
Please!
God chose us
to make in His true likeness,
to transcend childish human notions of morality.
Sick. You're all so sick.
I have a daughter. I have a family.
Please, I just want to go home.
Just shut up!
To refuse God's gift to us
is blasphemy.
No!
We thank Thee, Lord and Lilith,
for this and all Thy many blessings.
Whoo!
Where the hell are we?
It took us forever to get out here.
We're home, brother.
- Mm-hmm. - All right.
We got a surprise for you, Hoyt.
Happy times, fellas.
Hoyt, this is a big night for you.
Something to officially welcome you to the group.
Hey, don't look her in the fucking eyes, y'all. Shit.
Dipshit, this ain't our first vamper.
Picked her up just for you.
- Hoyt? - You know how you was telling us
how she broke your heart?
Partly your own fault for dating fucking death incarnate.
Yeah, well, we got to talking.
We decided, instead of staking the bitch ourselves,
we was gonna let you do it.
Yeah, give her some real payback for the pain she done caused you.
You hear that, Ruby Red?
Your ex-boyfriend's gonna stick it in you one last time.
And I mean the stake, not your johnson.
- Yeah, I understand. - Oh, no stake tonight.
You got six shots, all wooden with a silver core.
Whoa.
Yeah.
Looking at her, though, it looks like you're only
gonna probably need one.
Hey.
Don't get cold feet.
It ain't murder. She's already fucking dead.
- I know. - Hoyt--
Shut up! She done caused you a world of hurt.
Not to mention she's a fucking freak of nature.
- You! - Yeah, I know.
You fucking hate her dead guts, right?
- You said so. - Yeah, it's just-- it's just--
All right, all right, all right. All right, listen here.
Listen here.
Now, you need to do this, brother.
It's gonna feel good.
It's gonna help you heal.
Hey.
Now...
I'm gonna lock this door
and it ain't opening till you finish her.
Are you absolutely sure you want to go down this path?
I didn't even know this path existed until you told me.
"You have powers you've never even dreamed of."
So do I? Or was that all just bull-hockey?
Look, we just want to find the son of a bitch
that killed our parents.
So if my sister has secret powers that can help us,
y'all had better speak up.
Hey, do you have any idea what it feels like
to find out that your parents were murdered
by a freaking vampire?
You cannot come in here, start screaming about vampires,
and just expect me to help you.
When our kind came to this plane,
we swore not to involve ourselves in such matters.
- I know how we can help. - Claudette.
- Well, I do. - Shh. Listen.
I care about the two of you, okay?
Our families have a bond. We have a bond.
I don't know who killed your parents,
but there may be a way we can find out.
- How? - Meet me at the bridge
where your parents were murdered at noon.
Jesus.
- Thanks. - For what?
Are you fucking real?
Does it matter?
I know you got friends.
Dipshits like you grow in bunches.
Oh, it's just me, Officer.
One man doing his best to save America.
Save America? From what?
Freaks.
Now listen here, fuckstick.
I been hauling your ass in here since high school,
but this time you're gonna go to prison till the goddamn Rapture
unless you start talking.
I want names. I want addresses.
And if I don't get 'em,
my Taser's gonna ask your nuts to the big dance.
Fuck you, shifter-lover.
- Asshole. - Andy--
Shut up, Merlotte. I said you could observe.
Andy, hey.
Could I have a minute alone with our friend here?
I have certain techniques.
Might help get us answers.
It's against the law.
I'm gonna go get a cup of coffee.
Might be a while before I get back.
It's just a matter of time, freak.
Bang.
That's funny
'cause I was thinking the same thing.
Whoa, whoa. What the hell?
I ain't no fucking homo.
Neither am I.
Shit.
Fuck.
Shit.
Sheriff!
What the monkey spunk?
Where's that son of a bitch who tried to kill me?
- What? - Is Sam here?
I mean, have you seen me?
Are you shitting me, Merlotte?
- They hurt? - I don't know.
Andy, they got Jessica Hamby.
I got the address-- oh, sweet Jesus.
Holy shit. What the hell happened?
How the fuck should I know?
I was in my room and the next thing I know, I'm you.
Jesus Christ.
All right, easy. It's okay.
Okay? I am fucked.
When I shift back--
Can you shift back?
Don't you think I fucking tried that already?
- I'm gonna die, Sam. - No, you're not gonna die.
- You'll be okay. - No, I won't.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry, fuck.
Fuck. Fuck.
I hate this goddamn town.
So, Sookie, there is absolutely no guarantee
that what we're about to try will work.
What are we about to try?
Everything is made of energy.
Albert Einstein--
Who was a halfling just like you, Sookie.
--explained this to your kind with his E equals MC squared.
Matter is simply frozen energy.
And this energy permeates everything.
So when something happens...
For instance, when a woman gives birth.
...it sends ripples through the energy that never completely die.
They can be accessed by someone who has a connection to them.
So there's a way to access the ripples
to see into the past?
Fairies have this ability, yes.
Well, ain't you glad you didn't get rid of your light?
And since your strongest connection is with your mother,
you'll try and inhabit her memory.
- In essence, become her. - Experience what she experienced,
- through her eyes. - Here, where it occurred.
Perhaps you'll learn the identity
of the vampire that you seek.
My sisters and I will help amplify the signal.
Join hands.
Okay, I want you to concentrate, Sookie,
as though you're reading thoughts.
Just let it come.
Oh, my God. I can smell Mama's perfume.
Jason, I can feel her.
Are you kidding?
It's incredible.
- Corbett, no! No! - What do you want?
Wait. Wait.
Come here!
- Help me! No! - Get off of him!
No, we have children! Please!
It smells so good in here.
"It smells so good."
Stop! Warlow, leave the girl alone!
- Sook? - Sookie?
Hoyt?
Please.
T-take the silver off.
Ray's right. You're already dead.
Shooting you wouldn't be murder.
You fucked my best friend.
You sucked his dick.
You broke my goddamn heart.
And I fucking loved you.
I know you did.
So why don't you love me anymore?
I wanted to love you.
I even prayed for it to come back.
It just didn't.
It ain't never gonna.
I'm sorry.
It tries to tear him apart--
- You did it? - Where are the other boys?
They ain't here.
There's your fucking milkshake.
All right. Let's go.
Wait, I can't. It's daytime.
Oh, shit.
Well, I got no phone.
We're a hundred miles in the middle of nowhere.
- I'll send help. - Okay. Hey, Hoyt?
Thank you.
Fuck you, Jess.
Lafayette, thank God.
Unless y'all are here to tell me I done goddamn won the lottery,
- get out my face. - We need your help.
Hooker, I ain't in the helping business no more.
I'm in the "fuck off while I smoke a blunt" business
and business is about to pick way the fuck up.
Lafayette, it's Terry.
I don't know if he's off his meds or if he's just gone crazy,
but he thinks a woman he killed in Iraq has cursed him.
Uh, tell him about the fire monster.
Oh, also, he thinks a demon made of fire is hunting him.
He off his meds. Ciao, bitches.
Lafayette, please. You and I both know
that there are things in this world
that are beyond explanation.
And even if it isn't real
and Terry is off his meds,
he still believes it's true.
So what the fuck do y'all want me to do?
Convince him it's not true.
You're a medium. Terry knows that.
So, we all sit down,
you try and make contact with this woman's spirit,
and then you tell him she's agreed to lift the curse.
If we can convince Terry
that her spirit has called off the demon,
then it won't matter one lick if it's all mumbo jumbo.
He'll be at peace. And I can have my family back.
Look here.
I'm sick and tired of doing this shit for free.
So if you wants my help, you gots to pay for it.
- Are you serious? - Mm.
Okay. 50 bucks.
300.
I'm about to slip my ass in this tub
and get high as a motherfucker.
Enjoys your day.
- Oh, my God. Jessica. - Sam.
- Sam? - That's his girlfriend.
She turned into him. Now she's stuck.
She turned into what?
Uh, never mind. Who the hell's this?
Oh, uh, Reggie. He's dead.
- Where's Hoyt? - He's not with you?
- No. Are you okay? - Wait, wait. Hoyt left.
He said he was going to get help.
- Do you smell that? - Yeah.
- What? - Was there a woman here?
- A human woman. - No, just guys.
- Wait-- which one of you is Sam? - I am.
Well, there was a woman here.
And she's a big one.
Lousy diet,
a lot of Cheetos, Mello Yello.
Smoker, too. Menthols.
- Oh, my God. - What?
- What's wrong? - Luna?
Help me. Ah!
First I was Mama.
I saw what she was seeing.
Then I was the vampire.
- I saw what he saw. - That's impossible.
Fairies cannot make contact with vampires.
I know. I can't even read their thoughts.
This is-- this is fucked.
You psychically bonded to a vampire.
Why did we even try this?
'Cause you said it was okay.
Uh, the "special powers."
"Nature's got a frozen memory."
- Remember? - Yes, I know.
But I didn't think we'd make some sort of connection
to a fucking vampire.
The elders are gonna be furious about this.
I don't give a twirly fuck about your elders.
What I care about is this vampire.
So we gotta find him and make him pay for what he did.
And we will. We just must be cautious.
- You saw Claudine. - Yes.
She said...
"Leave the girl alone,"
and then she zapped me.
Well, this was a goddamn bust,
fairy boy.
Sookie had a horrible experience,
and what'd we learn about this vampire?
Diddly fucking squat!
Warlow, leave the girl alone!
Warlow Warlow.
Wait.
Claudine called me by my name.
Not my name, the vampire's name.
She called him Warlow.
Does Warlow mean anything to you?
No.
But clearly Claudine knew who he was.
Strawberry daiquiri.
Tara.
Oh, my God.
- Tara Thornton. - Tracy.
When is the last time I saw you? High school?
Yeah, I guess.
Well, how are you?
- That's how. - Oh, my God.
You're a vampire. That's crazy.
Now you're a member of two minorities.
Well, I see you haven't changed at all.
Still sticking your fat foot in your mouth.
- Beg your pardon? - Hmm?
Nothing.
Shoot, I am just so relieved to see you
holding down a steady job.
I know your mama used to drink, so...
It's nice seeing you.
Here's your drink.
Nice seeing you, too.
I didn't order this.
- I said vodka tonic. - You said strawberry daiquiri.
Well, it's fine. Never mind.
If you're too lazy to fix your own mistake...
What did you just say?
Jeez, you're the same as you were in high school.
- All uppity. - Uppity?
Listen, you white trash fucktwat.
We're not in high school anymore.
So if you let any more of that racist bullshit
fall out of your mouth,
I'm gonna rip open your heart and fry it up
with some grits and collard greens.
Tara.
Ma'am, I apologize.
Tara's new and stupid.
Your drink's on the house.
Thank you.
- I've known Tara since high school. - Hmm.
Even back then, she had trouble connecting with folks.
I connected with your boyfriend well enough to fuck him.
Well, I don't live in the past, Tara.
I live in the present.
In a four-bedroom house with a BMW in the garage.
So enjoy your little job, barkeep.
Fuck you.
Tara, that's enough.
Don't you get uppity with me, y'hear?
Shreveport pack, let's make some noise.
All right.
Now, y'all know our leader,
Marcus Bozeman, has fallen.
It is time for a new Packmaster to rise!
Come on!
Now, our first challenger is a lifelong member
of the Shreveport pack.
He has been a mentor to many of us.
He's raised nine wolves,
and was the godfather to Marcus Bozeman himself.
Let's hear it for J.D. Carson.
Our next challenger is a relative newcomer to our pack,
but his strength is already legendary.
He is a son of a former Jackson, Mississippi, Packmaster.
Let's hear it for Alcide Herveaux!
- Pussy! - Yay, Alcide!
Y'all know the drill.
Candidates, either in wolf or human form,
will track, capture, and kill the quarry animal.
What are we hunting? A deer? Wild boar?
No, no, no, no. Thank you.
Tonight, we're gonna harken back to our forebearers.
It's time to bring tradition and integrity back to this pack.
Now, I know some of you may think this is unfair.
And lest you think that this ain't much of a challenge,
this young man is a track star at the university.
And we're gonna hunt as men,
not wolves.
But we will give him a very sportsmanlike two-minute head start.
Please, please. My dad's a councilman. He'll give you anything.
So, what? You're gonna kill an innocent kid
just to prove that you can run faster than some track star
while you're on V?
- Right. - Shut up.
I ain't gonna stand around and watch this happen.
Wait. You can't drop out.
If it saves that kid's life,
that's exactly what I'm gonna do.
Well, all righty then.
I think we got us a forfeit.
All right, all right.
Tell you what, though.
Just to make it official,
I'm still gonna hunt this boy down.
Get running!
You're a drug addict and you're a disgrace to all wolves.
Now you're fixing to add murder to the list?
You ain't fit to lead this pack, you jacked up piece of shit.
And you ain't fit to wipe my ass.
Go get him!
Brother.
This isn't you, Nora.
- It's insane. - Insane?
I have loved you for nearly 600 years.
And I've loved you.
But this place,
all of-- all of this,
and this?
It's clouded your mind.
Eric, Lilith blesses this place.
Lilith doesn't exist.
Salome chose this path for you.
Eric, Lilith does exist.
You saw her. You were there.
Yes, I was.
And so was Godric.
And it sickened him.
Godric?
The night he turned you,
the night he made us a family,
I swore to him that I would always protect you.
And tonight he reminded me of that promise.
Eric, we both loved Godric.
He gave us the most magnificent gift.
And when he made us,
he was as pure a vampire as I've ever known.
Salome's strength and vision would have delighted him.
It doesn't. It sickens him.
It's not Salome who's sick.
Do you remember Godric at the end when he'd lost his way?
The Godric you say you saw last night was a perversion.
- How can you say that? - Because it's true.
In his final days, Godric was a blasphemer,
a weak, disgusting apologist
whom Lilith herself would have been overjoyed to stake.
What's happening to you?
Fuck Godric.
Lilith will show you the way.
I got you.
- I'm not gonna make it. - You are.
I feel like I'm dying.
Hey, you're not gonna die.
You got too much to live for.
Emma needs you.
I need you.
- You hate me. - Hate you?
You called me a psycho.
Yeah, I did.
But you deserved it.
Maybe I did.
I can be a hothead.
Me, too.
We're a lot alike, Sam Merlotte.
I'd say that's an understatement.
I'm sorry.
About everything.
Me, too.
You mean more to me than anything.
And you're incredibly handsome.
You, too.
Luna? Baby?
Hey.
Hey, you're okay.
You okay?
We need to talk about your attitude.
I got to make this dude a margarita first.
You don't want a margarita.
You want a flat, half-empty beer.
Now.
This is yours.
After the shit she was slinging, she owes you.
Thought you were mad.
You don't know me that well.
My mad face and my happy face are the same.
You are worthless.
Your only purpose is to serve Tara Thornton.
You will worship Tara.
Everything about her is a revelation.
You exist only for Tara's nourishment.
You will consider it a privilege
to let your racist peckerwood blood
shoot into her gorgeous cocos mouth.
You are an unpaid food whore.
A slave.
And Tara is your master.
Have fun.
Feed on me, please.
You're so beautiful.
I don't even deserve to be near you.
I want your blood.
Drink it all.
It belongs to you.
Fucking-a.
Nice try, college boy.
Think you're hot shit, don't ya?
Run.
I am done with you, you self-righteous fuck.
- J.D., don't! - Oh, my God.
You have won.
For the good of this pack, please don't.
This son of a bitch killed your son.
This is no way to begin your tenure, by murdering your challenger.
Killing him only tarnishes the whole pack.
How can you stand up for him?
I am standing up for all of us,
including you.
You are better than this.
At least, you used to be.
Please, J.D.
Find yourself a new pack.
Let's celebrate.
- Yeah. - Come on, now.
- Arlene, where's the fire? - Okay.
- Where's the goddamn fire? - There ain't no fire.
- What's this? - Please sit down.
- Both of you. - You lied to me?
- Arlene, I can't be here. - No. No, wait--
Patrick and I are a goddamn danger
- to everybody around. We're cursed. - Shh.
What if we could help you break that curse?
Look, just blow out them goddamn candles first.
- All right. - Okay, okay.
- Yeah. - Okay?
Come on. It's okay.
All right.
Now, look. I've never been in combat.
I can't imagine what y'all had to face in Iraq.
Now, we all know how this started, okay?
And we're gonna help end it.
Now, I'm here to make contact
with the woman y'all done killed
to see if she'll call off the, um--
The ifrit.
Yeah. Let's join hands.
- Mm. - Oh, this is bullshit.
No, it's not. He's for real. I've seen it.
Mm, I hear a noise.
Now, lady they done killed, Terry and...
- Patrick. - ...Patrick...
are some good men.
Now go ahead and leave them alone, now. Mm.
So say I.
They're real, real sorry
about what they done done.
Yeah, they is.
Ooh.
Oh, shit.
What?
She here for fucking real.
Um, her name is Zaafira.
She pissed.
And she don't wanna forgive either one of y'all.
- Lafayette. - I ain't playing.
She is talking to me and she is fucking mad.
Like I said. Bullshit.
Holy fuck.
Whoa. You smell that?
Ozone.
You get that when spirits breach the corporeal plane.
She crying.
Someone blow out them goddamn candles.
I feel an electrical charge.
- This is definitely spirit activity. - Hold on, hold on.
Spirit's saying she'll lift the curse--
- She will? - Dear Lord, thank God.
She'll lift the curse if...
Oh, fuck me.
Terry, baby, you got to kill Patrick.
Or either he got to kill you.
What?
One of us has got to die.
Whoo-hoo. Hey, whoo.
Whoo-hoo.
Oh, thank God.
A friendly face.
I've been so freaking lost.
I'm coming for you.
You are mine.
Gentlemen.
Join us.
It's time to start flexing our muscles around the globe.
To start crushing the mainstreamers.
Nora.
Mainstream is a global problem, of course,
but we have to start dismantling it locally.
We've several high-ranking members of the British Parliament
who are willing to help us in the UK.
And Russia.
We have friends in the Duma.
They'd be more than happy to round up the mainstreamers,
stick 'em on a raft in the Black Sea at high noon.
- Have you ever been to Hong Kong? - Nuh-uh.
But I loved kung pao chicken.
Hmm. It's the most wonderful place on earth.
Asian men with British accents giving you a shiatsu rubdown
and you feel like James Bond--
Steve. Russell?
Yes, my pet?
We are working here.
Oh, well, we're all ears, sugar lumps.
What about bankrolling gangs of vigilantes
willing to stake mainstreamers on sight?
We have ample resources in our treasury.
Let's talk about the U.S.
Tru Blood.
Excuse me?
- Tru Blood. - Tru Blood?
Fuck politics.
Concentrate on the Tru-Blood.
What about it?
You bomb the factories.
There are only five of them.
Destroy them publicly
and you force mainstreamers to feed on humans.
As they were meant to.
- Well done. - That's genius.
- Yes. - I love it.
- What are you doing? - Evolving.
== sync, corrected by elderman ==
♪ I had tender feelings that you made hard ♪
♪ But it's your heart, not mine, that's scarred ♪
♪ So when I go home, I'll be happy to go ♪
♪ You're just somebody that I used to know ♪
♪ You don't need my help anymore ♪
♪ It's all now to you, there ain't no before ♪
♪ Now that you're big enough to run your own show ♪
♪ You're just somebody that I used to know. ♪