04x05 - 41

[bunniefuu]

♪ Once in royal David's city ♪

♪ Stood a lowly cattle shed ♪

♪ Where a mother laid her baby ♪

♪ In a manger for His bed ♪

♪ Jesus Christ, her little child ♪

- [organ music accompanying choir]
- ♪ He came down to Earth from Heaven ♪

♪ Who is God and Lord of all... ♪

You're shaking.

My life is about to begin.

I'm about to be born.

♪ ...meek and lowly ♪

♪ Lived on Earth ♪

♪ Our Savior Holy ♪

♪ Not in that poor lowly stable ♪

♪ With the oxen standing by ♪

♪ We shall see Him but in Heaven ♪

♪ Set at God's right hand on high ♪

♪ When like stars His children crowned ♪

♪ All in white ♪

♪ Shall wait around ♪

- [music ends]
- [wind howling]

["The Women of Ireland"
by The Chieftains playing]

[light knocking]

[creaking softly]

Waited my whole life for this moment.

What most excites you

about our life together?

The house that I'm going to give you.

- [soft chuckle]
- Fruit trees everywhere.

[laughs lightly]

In Boston, maybe.

That excites me too.

God willing, children.

Every time I lay my eyes on them,

I'll return to this moment.

What else?

[soft chuckle]

Laying down with you, Andrew.

And in the morning,

hanging the bloodstained bedsheet
for all to see.

To show them I'm no longer a virgin bride.

[tender acoustic music continues]

[both laugh lightly]

[people cheer and clap]

[man] Congratulations.

- Merry Christmas.
- [woman] Merry Christmas.

[music fades]

- [song playing in background]
- ♪ Till we meet ♪

♪ Till we meet... ♪

[Abby] Payment has come due.

And pay me you will.

If there's one ounce of pity left in you.

All right.

It's done.

♪ Till we meet ♪

♪ Till we meet at Jesus' feet ♪

♪ Till we meet ♪

- [door creaking]
- [overlapping chatter]

[horse neighing]

[Andrew burps, sighs]

Stephen.

Stephen!

Oh.

What else do we have today?

[Stephen] Mr. Wheatley, sir.

I don't recall a Mr. Wheatley.

Tell him to come back tomorrow.

No, he's dead, sir. He's right there.

Yes. [clears throat]

Let's have a look.

He died of a fistula, Mr. Borden.

What now?

His an*s, sir, it ruptured.

[Andrew clears throat]

That would account for the smell.

[laughing quietly]

[laughing] I thought
you'd sh*t yourself again.

[coughs, chuckles]

[clears throat] Move aside.

Hmm. [sniffs]

Stephen, this man has stilts for legs.

[belches]

Oh.

We'll have to... ahem.

We'll have to lop him above the knee.

[Stephen] Hm?

Lop.

Mm?

Bring me Svenja.

Svenja?

The poleaxe?

Poleaxe.

Uh-hmm.

[clearing throat]

Hm... hm...

[door creaking]

[heavy clang]

[Andrew grunts]

[coughs]

[belches]

Excuse me.

[chalk clatters]

Perhaps this should wait until tomorrow.

Suck on a... p*nis, Stephen.

[distant bells chiming]

[gravelly exhale]

[grunts]

[sharp inhale]

- [straining]
- [creaking]

Sir, I...

Keep sucking, Stephen.

[crunching thud]

{\an8}Whoopsie-daisy.

[splattering thud]

[axe clattering]

Oh.

I was a little off.

[clears throat]

[burps]

Tell the family there's

no charge for this one.

[poleaxe clanging]

[Andrew chuckles softly]

[overlapping chatter]

[solemn classical music playing]

[door creaking open]

Andrew, we need to talk.

- [Andrew] Do we?
- Yes.

Yes, I want that loan. Today.

Two hundred dollars.

This is the last time that I will ask.
If you do not give it to me...

- I'll k*ll you.
- [grunts]

Shh... [chuckling softly]

You're too late, John.

I died...

years ago.

I lay with your wife, Andrew.

If you do not give me the money,
I will do it again.

[Andrew] Oh.

Hm.

But you're not a butcher, John.

You're a sausage maker.

You deal in off-cuts.

That's why no one

will loan you the money.

As for Abby...

Well, she's... not my wife anymore,

so you can, uh... have at it.

We, um, both know she's no great f*ck.

[music brightens up]

[merchant] All made here, locally.
From Massachusetts.

Some of these
are brought in all the way from Boston.

That one is three dollars right there.

[playing "For He's a Jolly Good Fellow"]

[woman] Look at moneybags over there.

Drunk as a skunk.

He'll be an easy roll in the hay.

You look like you could use some company.

- [Andrew] Hm.
- [woman chuckles]

[Andrew chuckles]

Hm.

[woman] Oh...

That's a nice ring.

Hm.

[door opens]

Daughter, Lizzie, gave it to me.

You can have it.

In... trade.

[woman chuckles]

Come with me.

Hm?

[grunts] Stop! Please!

Ah! [gasping]

[Andrew cries out]

Yahh! [strained huff]

[shuddering breath]

[whimpering sobs]

[Andrew groans]

[sniffs]

[heavy exhale]

[Andrew] Mm.

I've got breakfast here for you.

You slept like the damned.

[Andrew sighs gruffly]

[Andrew groans lightly]

[coughing]

[sniffs]

[sloshing]

Ah.

[sighs]

Oh! [sniffs]

[exhales slowly]

Much obliged.

[inhales sharply]

[bottle cap tightening]

Sorry if I was... rough last night.

I've had much worse.

We can go again, if you want to.

No. [chuckles]

No, thank you. [sniffs]

I want to go home,

apologize to my wife.

God willing, she'll... take me back.

I... will need the ring.

[solemn classical music playing]

[indistinct chattering]

- [horse neighing]
- [man] Hey! Watch yourself.

[grunts]

[woman] Andrew Borden.

Yes.

I was looking for you.

Huh.

Who are you?

Enid Wheatley.

You cut my husband in half.

Why would you do that?

Well...

that was an accident.

Very sorry.

- Why would you do that?
- [grunting]

- Why would you do that?!
- Ah!

Why would you...

- Why would you do that?!
- [grunts] Ah!

[both grunting]

[echoing grunt]

[music fades]

[ringing bells fade out]

[door creaking]

[door creaking]

[unsettling music plays]

[clock ticking]

Abby.

Abby.

[ominous tones rise]

[tense pulsating music builds steadily]

No, no, no.

[wails]

[shouts]

[gasping breath]

[screams]

[somber music builds]

- [axe thudding]
- [screaming]

[shrieks]

[Maggie gasping]

[panting]

[disturbing music rises]

What'd you do?!

What did you do?!

- What did you do?!
- Lizzie!

- [tense music rises]
- [Maggie screams]

[music halts]

You...

k*lled her.

[soft classical music plays]

[Lizzie shouts]

[clanging]

[music turns sinister]

[sinister music grows frenetic]

Ah!

[lamp shattering]

[door creaking]

[rattling]

[Lizzie] He locked it.

[Maggie] You'll meet your fate
sooner or later, Mr. Borden!

Oh, is that what you think?!

Yes.

[Andrew] With one arm,
I could... bleed you like a sow!

We'll see how this ends.

[grunts]

- [clattering]
- [gasps]

Keep him in here.

He'll bleed to death.

Okay, let's get to work.

[pensive music playing]

Oh!

Hello, Mrs. Seward.

It's me, Maggie. I'm cleaning the windows.

Ow! God...

- Think it's enough?
- No.

We need as many people to see you
as possible for the alibi. Keep washing.

Hello, Monsignor!

Hello! Maggie.

Cleaning the window, as always!
It takes the whole day!

[music fades]

[unsettling music plays]

He must be dead by now.

No, he's alive.

I can feel it.

[groans lightly]

[groans loudly]

[hoarse panting]

[screams]

[cries out]

[blood spattering]

- [straining]
- [clanging]

[fierce grunting]

[deep groan]

[moans, sniffs]

[moans, sniffs]

Got myself in a pickle.

[labored chuckling]

Whew.

You le...

left me alone, Sarah.

With these... children who do

nothing but remind me of you.

None of your beauty, they...

they have none of you in them. Just the...

worst parts of me.

You weren't here.

Without you, we...

we all grew twisted.

Lizzie is twisted, Sarah.

She's not right.

She's like a tree that grew crooked.

But I'm gonna put her straight now.

I'm gonna do
what I should have done years ago.

{\an8}[sniffs]

{\an8}I'm gonna send her to you, Sarah.

I'm gonna send her to you
so you can raise her right.

You'll do what I couldn't.

Sarah.

Sarah!

Don't!

Stop! No!

No! Stop!

No! No!

Stop!

[clattering in basement]

All right.

[clattering in basement]

Get ready.

[Andrew straining]

[clattering]

[suspenseful music rises]

[clambering footfalls]

[doorknob rattling]

[ticking]

[door creaking]

[Andrew] Lizzie.

Where are you?

I have to k*ll you now.

No getting around it.

Try to think of it as a... kindness.

[grunts]

[both grunting]

[both shout]

[Maggie shouts]

- [grunts]
- [thudding]

[Maggie yells]

[tense music rises]

So, what now?

Look at me! Look at me.

[music turns ominous]

I'm going to send you to her now.

To your... mother.

[metal clanging]

[Andrew laughs]

Don't you remember?

This is Marisol.
You've watched me split hardwood with her.

Marisol is going to split you now.

Don't worry.

You won't feel a thing.

You were never a father to me!

You don't deserve to keep on living!

[doors creaking]

[gentle music playing]

She's right, Andrew.

Finally, you speak.

[tender music playing]

[Lizzie] What?!

[Sarah] You haven't been good to her.

End this now, Andrew.

[sobs softly]

Come to me.

Come to me.

[sinister music rises steadily]

Do it now!

[exhales]

[Andrew gasps]

[blood rippling]

[wet gasping]

[bird singing]

[shuddering exhale]

[deep groan]

[couch creaking]

[grunts]

[raspy groan]

[anguished breathing]

[wet groans]

- [grunts]
- [thudding]

[low] Lizzie.

[clock ticking]

Lizzie.

[Andrew gasps weakly]

[wheezing exhale]

Lizzie.

Lizzie.

I'm sorry.

[Lizzie yelling]

[panting]

[axe clatters]

- [knife thunks]
- [birds singing]

[thick splashing]

[blow echoes]

[Maggie exclaiming]

[muffled grunting]

[Maggie crying amplified]

[amplified sobs reverberating]

[whistling]

["mad woman" by Taylor Swift playing]

♪ What did you think I'd say to that? ♪

♪ Does a scorpion sting
When fighting back? ♪

♪ They strike to k*ll ♪

♪ And you know I will ♪

♪ And you'll poke that bear
Till her claws come out ♪

♪ And you find something
To wrap your noose around ♪

♪ And there's nothin' like a mad... woman ♪

♪ Now I breathe flames each time I talk ♪

♪ My cannons all firin' at your yacht ♪

♪ They say, "Move on" ♪

♪ But you know I won't ♪

♪ And women like hunting witches, too ♪

♪ Doing your dirtiest work for you ♪

♪ It's obvious that wanting me dead
Has really brought you two together ♪

♪ Every time you call me crazy
I get more crazy ♪

♪ What about that? ♪

♪ And when you say I seem angry
I get more angry ♪

♪ And there's nothin' like a mad woman ♪

♪ What a shame she went mad ♪

♪ No one likes a mad woman ♪

♪ You made her like that ♪

♪ And you'll poke that bear
Till her claws come out ♪

♪ And you find something
To wrap your noose around ♪