Episode 10

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The Name Game

Dr Arthur Arden: How did you get in here?

Pepper: I go where Grace goes. I've been charged to protect her.

Dr Arthur Arden: Have you? You can't even protect yourself. They may have given you speech, Pepper. Even a parrot can be taught to mimic. But did they give you the capacity to think? I sincerely doubt it. Tell me, Polly- What did they put inside her?

Pepper: I won't tell you anything.

Dr Arthur Arden: If you're not going to tell me then I'll just have to find out for myself, won't I?

Pepper: X-rays will harm the life growing inside of her.

Dr Arthur Arden: That's a chance I'm willing to take.

Pepper: Stupid man. You think they'd allow you to continue your barbaric practice? She's protected. Your X-rays won't penetrate her body. You'll see nothing. Oh, but they've been watching you. You think you're like them, with your clumsy experiments. But they laugh at you, Dr. Arden. They make jokes. Here's a good one. Knock, knock. Who's there? Arden. Arden who? Arden you the quack who'd make a better duck?

Dr Arthur Arden: Huh. Well, if taking X-rays won't work... perhaps more invasive observation will. I think her condition calls for an emergency C-section, don't you?

Pepper: You can't do that.

Dr Arthur Arden: Watch me.

Pepper: Dr. Arden, you still see me as microcephalic. No one takes a pinhead seriously. When my sister's husband drowned her baby and sliced his ears off, he told everyone I did it. They tied me up and paraded me in front of a judge. He took one look at the shape of my head, and I was locked up for good. That's how it works for us freaks. We get blamed for everything. But if something happens to Grace in here and she's harmed in any way, there won't be anyone else to blame. They'll take you, open up your head, and stir your brain with a fork. And when you're returned, you'll experience firsthand how people treat us freaks.

Angel of Death: The devil is at Briarcliff in your favorite young nun. Guard your thoughts, use your rosary. Each bead is His name. This is your moment, Timothy.

Monsignor Timothy Howard: Why didn't I listen to you? Why was I so stubborn? She's destroyed you. And now she's destroyed me. My virtue is gone, Jude. She took it from me, violated me. I tried to resist, but I don't know where else to turn. I'm struggling with whether I should renounce my vows. I need your counsel. Should I confess and walk away from my beloved Church and my dream? What should I do?

Sister Jude Martin: Kill her.

Sister Mary Eunice: You're mine now. Body and soul.

Dr Arthur Arden: It's a farce. Finita la commedia.

Dr Arthur Arden: You have no idea what it means to have lost you.

Sister Mary Eunice: You're being pitiful, Arthur.

Dr Arthur Arden: Then have pity on me.

Lana Winters: I'm goddamn plucky, remember?

(The Song) By Sister Jude Martin

The Name Game!

Judy! Judy, Judy bo Budy Banana fanna fo Fody
Fee fy mo Mudy, Judy!
Lana! Lana, Lana bo Bana Banana fanna fo Fana
Fee fy mo Mana, Lana!

Come on everybody!

I say now let's play a game
I betcha I can make a rhyme
out of anybody's name.
The first letter of the name,
I treat it like it wasn't there.
But a B or an F
or an M will appear.

And then I say bo add a B then
I say the name and Banana fanna and a fo
And then I say the name again with an F very plain
and a fee fy and a mo
And then I say the name again with an M this time
and there isn't any name that I can't rhyme

Pepper! Pepper Pepper bo Bepper Banana fanna fo Fepper
Fee fy mo Mepper, Pepper!

But if the first two letters are ever the same,
I drop them both and say the name like:

Bob, Bob drop the B's Bo ob
For Fred, Fred drop the F's Fo red
For Mary, Mary drop the M's Mo ary
That's the only rule that is contrary.

Okay? Now say Bo:
Bo!
Now Tony with a B:
Bony!
Then Banana fanna fo:
Banana fanna fo!
Then you say the name again with an F very plain:
Fony!
Then a fee fy and a mo:
fee fy mo!
Then you say the name again with an M this time:
Mony!

And there isn't any name
that you can't rhyme.

Kit! Kit, Kit bo Bit Banana fanna fo Fit
Fee fy mo Mit, Kit!

The Name Game!

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