- Madison Montgomery: I just love this room, especially the walk-in closet. I need that. And my Warhol Mao would look great... on this wall.
- [laughs]
- Fiona Goode: Madison?
- Madison Montgomery: Surprise, bitch. I bet you thought you'd seen the last of me. How soon can you have all of your stuff out of here? I really need my own room. Oh, and that bed. I can't wait to break it in. God knows it's not getting any action from you, Grandma.
- Fiona Goode: What are you? Who brought you back?
- Madison Montgomery: Are you deaf? I'm the next Supreme. I brought myself back. Looks like you've got some 'splainin' to do. Maybe we should call the Council. Oh, wait. You killed Myrtle, too. Well, that won't matter. We all know the playbook on this. You killed me, so we burn you at the stake. I'm gonna bring marshmallows and graham crackers to make s'mores.
- Fiona Goode: Does Cordelia know?
- Madison Montgomery: That you killed me? Everyone knows. You'll be hash browns by this time tomorrow. Of course, you're half dead already.
- Fiona Goode: Get out.
- Madison Montgomery: Hmm. Poor Fifi. As my powers grow, yours fade away. Let me break this down for you - and stop me if I talk too fast. I'm in, you're out. And you can leave this world one of two ways. You can burn at the stake tomorrow, which would be messy and painful, although very entertaining. Or... you can swallow these pills and go to sleep. Stop suffering. And stop our suffering. The choice is yours.
- [laughs]
- Fiona Goode: [voiceover] Meningeal carcinomatosis. That's what the doctor called it. Tiny seedlings that the cancer planted in the lining of my spine. The little bastards are Satan's diet pill. I used to think I understood pain. A burn, a cut, a broken bone. Heartbreak... But this is as if I've been dipped in the River Styx and all the suffering of all the souls that ever were or will be has soaked my body. My body doesn't belong to me - not that I'd want it in this state. I'm starting to look less Samantha and more Endora every day. And what could be more painful than having to tell your child that you're going to die? They say love is the best medicine.
- Fiona Goode: The doctors say it's terminal.
- Cordelia Foxx: Do me a favor. Die before Thanksgiving, so none of us have to suffer through that mess of raisins and Styrofoam you call stuffing.
- Misty Day: Oh, you probably have no idea where you are. Hmm. You've been through a terrifying ordeal, but you came back. You're safe now.
- Myrtle Snow: Not likely, my dear. There's a man in the woods with a gun circling the shack. I saw the assassin when he nearly stepped on my face.
- Misty Day: Do you hear that?
- Myrtle Snow: No.
- Misty Day: The cicadas have stopped singing.
- Cordelia Foxx: Hello? Don't worry. You're amongst friends.
- Myrtle Snow: Of course I am, Cordelia. So long as Fiona isn't with you.
- Cordelia Foxx: Myrtle? Oh, my God. I thought I'd never see you again.
- Myrtle Snow: Poor choice of words, girl. But given my wretched appearance, maybe it's a good thing you're blind as a butter knife.
- Nan: How did your hair grow back so quick?
- Myrtle Snow: Oh, little bird, I've been buying in bulk from North Korea for years!
- Myrtle Snow: Mothballs and history. It's a cocktail I swoon for.
- Misty Day: I feel like a queen.
- Madison Montgomery: How does putting on this smelly old stuff help us get rid of Fiona?
- Cordelia Foxx: It's part of a ceremony called the "Sacred Taking," which allows for the ascension of the new Supreme.
- Zoe Benson: And we're sure Misty's the next Supreme?
- Myrtle Snow: I'm certain of her credentials. She's brought back more people from the dead than Jesus Christ.
- Madison Montgomery: [to Zoe] Disappointed? You thought it was you, didn't you?
- Zoe Benson: Well, I knew it wasn't you, because when Fiona cut your throat, you died.
- Nan: It could be any one of us.
- Madison Montgomery: Not really. It's pretty obvious.
- Nan: And what does that mean?
- Cordelia Foxx: Being the Supreme isn't something to wish for. It's not a gift. It's a burden. How many of these women had happy lives? They had power, but with it came the responsibility of the coven. They all bowed under the weight, except my mother... who ran from it.
- Misty Day: Can I say something? I don't want to be the Supreme.
- Cordelia Foxx: Nobody gets to choose. When Fiona dies, whoever it is... will be.
- Myrtle Snow: Can you imagine those poor Salem witches, traveling all the way down here in covered wagons without a proper charcuterie platter or a bidet? Absolutely savage!
- Fiona Goode: Where are you going?
- The Axeman: This is taking too long for you to die.
- Fiona Goode: Don't... don't leave.
- The Axeman: The smells - they make me sick. Your breath, your piss, your shit - this whole room smells of death!
- Fiona Goode: I know. I'll die soon. I promise.
- Nan: Why can't it be me?
- Madison Montgomery: Because you have no style and your pits smell like fish sticks.
- Nan: Do you think I could be the Supreme?
- [Everyone remains silent]
- Nan: You guys suck balls.
- Queenie: Ain't they feeding you?
- Madame Delphine LaLaurie: All they ever do is bleed me for her poultice. Come tomorrow, I'm gonna be dry as a bone. Whatever did I do to deserve this betrayal? Didn't you like my pot pie and my peach crumble I learned how to make just for you? You put me in here. You can get me out. Only for a minute, just so I can stretch my legs. This cage is just unfit for a human.
- Marie Laveau: Which is why it's so perfect for you! What I told you about feeding the animals, Queenie?
- Queenie: I'm sorry, reine.
- Marie Laveau: You know, when I had the idea to have you brought back to me, I thought of all the many ways I could dispose of you. But I've found it give me great pleasure just to know you in a cage.
- Madame Delphine LaLaurie: Shut your mouth, Negress. Bring me something to drink in a clean glass, so I can enjoy my food in silence.
- Marie Laveau: I'm not your damn maid! And if I were you, I wouldn't be so eager to show my arrogance from that side of the cage.
- Madame Delphine LaLaurie: What you gonna do? Kill me? I can't die.
- [laughs]
- Madame Delphine LaLaurie: Eh, throw me back in the box. I've seen enough of this world. I'll take no part in a country that has a darkie in the White House. Hundred years from now, when they dig me up again, the natural order will be restored.
- Marie Laveau: You think I only have those two choices? The mistake you make is from a lack of imagination.
- Madame Delphine LaLaurie: I'm not afraid of you. I wouldn't give you that satisfaction. Ahh!
- [Marie hacks off Delphine's hand]
- Madame Delphine LaLaurie: Dear God! Oh, my God!
- Marie Laveau: You know, you're right, Delphine. This gave me no satisfaction. But we've only just begun.
- Zoe Benson: This is so incredibly stressful and weird. You don't feel anything?
- Misty Day: My stomach feels like a storm's about to hit, but it's probably just my nerves. I'm not exactly what you call a natural born leader.
- Myrtle Snow: Neither was King George, but one rises to the occasion.
- Cordelia Foxx: Your feet should be getting warmer.
- Myrtle Snow: I'm told it starts as a tingle in the cooch.
- Fiona Goode: For me, it was a classic migraine.
- The Axeman: You are so beautiful.
- Fiona Goode: You're just a fool in love. You like the way I look? Take a picture. A month from now, I'll be a balding and toothless skeleton.
- The Axeman: So run away with me. Paris. Rome. Marrakesh. We can spend that month together.
- Fiona Goode: I don't want you watching me decay.
- The Axeman: Are you scared?
- Fiona Goode: I'm not scared of dying. I'm scared of living like this. The constant pain and the ugliness.
- The Axeman: You ever consider making it stop?
- Fiona Goode: No. I wouldn't give anyone the satisfaction of me killing myself. I'll stay alive just to spite them. You know, the only reason my cancer is moving so fast and my hair's falling out like dead weight, is because one of those girls is coming into her own. Flexing her muscle. I just have to figure out which one of those little pecker-heads it is.
- Cordelia Foxx: Losing Queenie is a terrible failure. My failure. But as of now, she's dead to me. And no one else will slip through the cracks.
- Cordelia Foxx: The Sacred Taking is a ritual used in times of crisis to ensure the survival of the coven. It has been invoked three times in our history. The first, during the Salem Witch Trials in 1692. The coven had decided to flee south, away from Salem and the persecution of the Court of Oyer and Terminer. The reigning Supreme at that time, Prudence Mather, suffered from consumption, and knew she would be too weak to make the journey. She gathered her witches and invoked the Sacred Taking. It's the most hallowed sacrifice a Supreme can make. Prudence took her own life, which allowed a new Supreme to rise and lead them to safety.
- Luke Ramsey: We're leaving, Mother. You can't stop us.
- Joan Ramsey: The hell I can't. I'm your mother. I made you and I can unmake you.
- Myrtle Snow: Going somewhere?
- Fiona Goode: Is everyone back from the dead, or have I already died and gone to heaven? Well, I suppose it would be hell, you know.
- Myrtle Snow: I've been resurrected by our new Supreme, young Madison. She rather reminds me of you in your youth, thin as a pin with a dreadful case of the "me, me, me's."
- Fiona Goode: Yes. Well, I wish her the best. I will be... on the island... of Patmos.
- Myrtle Snow: That's not one of the choices, darling. Take your own life or be burned, I believe it was.
- Fiona Goode: No, I'm not ready. I have finally found someone I belong to. Someone I truly love.
- Myrtle Snow: No details, darling. I couldn't bear it.
- Fiona Goode: I am very ill, Myrtle. I won't last long. And he wants to take care of me.
- Myrtle Snow: You haven't thought through this, Fiona. Maybe it's your weakened state. This dream of a perfect love you're clinging to is just a nasty trick life is playing on you. You will die the same way you lived your life - alone and disappointed by everyone. He won't stay till the end. They promise, but... they don't.
- Fiona Goode: You are nothing but an envious old bitch.
- Fiona Goode: Spalding, you don't understand. I am finally... trying to do... something decent... something noble for the coven.
- Spalding: Hmm. Horseshit! You're making a martyr of yourself by giving up. You've been tricked. You've allowed a pack of lesser witches to buffalo you into this ignominious end. I won't permit it.
- Fiona Goode: I don't understand.
- Spalding: They've been running a number on you.
- Fiona Goode: Huh?
- Spalding: Madison Montgomery is not the next Supreme. She didn't conquer death. She was brought back by some dirty little... swamp witch. They've been leading you to your doom with lies. Lies... you swallowed more easily than those pills.