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It's the usual tons of shit this week, so let's take it one step at a time.
So it turns out that Fiona's mentor back in the day was Christine Ebersole, and apparently the deal is that when the ascendant Supreme comes into her powers, the old one starts receding. Fiona's solution to such an impasse back in the day was to slash Christine Ebersole's throat open and take all the power for herself. Now, as she finds herself aging and -- after a consult and blood work with the ol' plastic surgeon -- diagnosed with cancer, while Madison is shaking her shit in front of the hot new neighbor boy and setting his religious-conservative mother Patti LuPone's curtains on fire. If you're counting, that's power besides telekinesis, which makes Fiona look at her as if she's the new ascendant Supreme.
So Fiona takes her out for coffee and some field magic, followed by a night at the pool hall (where Madison attracts the attention of all the men, further painting Fiona as the old maid), after which they return home and Fiona tells Madison that she's the new Supreme and that she should kill Fiona now and get it over with. Fiona produces the knife, but Madison doesn't want to and there's a struggle, and ultimately it's Madison who ends up with her throat slashed. Which is… what Fiona wanted all along? It's unclear whether this was an elaborate plot by Fiona or if she's just really good at rolling with the punches, but "This coven doesn't need a new Supreme, it needs a new rug" says a lot.
Meanwhile, Misty Day really has got Kyle looking quite improved for a stitched-together Frankentwink. She gets possessive of him when Zoe comes to claim him (which can happen when bonds are forged over Fleetwood Mac's "Sara"), but Zoe's already got a dumb idea in her head. Seems she's sought out Kyle's mom as a form of atonement (or something), and now she thinks returning Kyle to her will make everything all better. Except, oops, Kyle's mom is pretty used to having sex with Kyle, and his inability to speak and clearly unfamiliar body (ew) are telling her something's wrong. Indeed there is, lady. And when she tries to arouse (ahem) his memory, Kyle ultimately beats her to gory death with a sports trophy. Frankentwink MAD!
Let's see, what else? Cordelia still can't manage to get pregnant, so she approaches Marie Laveau and asks for a secret voodoo fertility spell that apparently involves boiling mason jars full of semen and then splattering goat blood all over her bikini zone. But that's a ritual for tribe members only, and particularly since Cordelia is the daughter of Marie's sworn enemy, she's outta luck.
Finally, Fiona is fed up with Delphine's racist bullshit, so she punishes her by not only making her the house maid but also, after a particular racist diatribe, Queenie's personal slave. In those very words. They're the original odd couple! Things manage to get even weirder when Delphine hears a rustling outside, only to see that it's the Minotaur she created way back when (who is apparently both an actual minotaur now and also immortal?). Queenie tells Delphine to beat it, as she heads outside to lure said minotaur into a secluded location, at which point virginal Queenie decides she wants this beast to be her first. Things get sexy, though we do leave things off with the Minotaur's hand threateningly around her throat. If you can't trust a mythical half-man, half-bull to be a tender lovemaker, who can you trust?
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Want more? The full recap starts right below!Are you ready for some motherfucking FISH-EYE LENSES? I hope so, because they are all the hell over this opening scene. Fiona can't sleep, not even after a nightcap of pills and some scotch. In the parlor, she ends up having a flashback to 1971 and her days as a student at the Miss Robicheaux's, when her mentor (and the Supreme of her time) was Anna-Lee Leighton. Anna-Lee is played by the fantastic Christine Ebersole, the first of tonight's two Broadway divas. Riley Voelkel -- "Sorority Girl" from The Newsroom and a junior Charlize Theron -- plays teenage Fiona, who is sporting a choker and an attitude.
Young Fiona asks Anna-Lee when she knew, in her bones, that she was the new Supreme. Anna-Lee talks about how she was younger than Fiona is now when she began manifesting multiple powers. But it's not simply a multitude of magical aptitudes that decides supremacy -- one must master something called the "Seven Wonders," something I assume we'll hear about as the season goes along. Young Fiona starts to get lippy, impatient with the wait to ascend to what she knows is her role as the heir Supreme. Anna-Lee basically tells her to slow her roll -- all while retrieving a cigarette from a boss-looking cylindrical case where you unscrew the top and out spring your cigs like petals on a flower. I want. Anyway. Fiona shoots back at Anna-Lee that she's fading in her old age, and beginning to fall prey to a whole host of ailments, from diabetes to liver trouble. Anna-Lee slaps this impudent brat (or, in her words, a "vicious little gash," like, YIKES) and then tells this "selfish, craven little child" that she will see her burn in hell before she ever takes the throne. And if you've ever watched television before, you know that Young Fiona's retort is "Save me a spot," at which point she slashes her mentor's throat open with a dagger. Well, that didn't take long! Young Fiona looks over at Young Denis O'Hare playing Young Igor and they share a look. In the present, Old Fiona looks over at Old Igor and is all, "Cat got your tongue?" Get it? Because he's tongue-less and she's a bitch?
After the credits, we get a scene where Fiona luxuriates at the bar of a local singles joint, as she voices over about the "dance" that's always gone on in her life. She's talking about her ability to seduce men, from princes to paupers, the world over. It's implied that this is accomplished via some combination of magic and her own natural abilities, but whatever it was, that power has faded considerably, as we see a young-ish single stride right past her at the bar to go talk to someone younger.
Fiona is then at the plastic surgeon, looking to schedule some quality time with her old friend face-lift (and probably a few more experimental things). She insists on watching the instructional video, for some masochistic reason. It's kind of fascinating whenever Hollywood actresses you know have had some kind of facial rejuvenation take part in a storyline that depicts plastic surgery with this little varnishing.
up, Zoe does something that makes very little sense. This already seems like a pattern. She's managed to seek out Kyle's mother and has paid her a visit in order to … commiserate, I guess? She at least has gotten over her compulsions to confess unnecessarily, so at least there's that. Kyle's mom is played by Mare Winningham, by the way, and she's a mess. Just a total trashy mess with weird hippie braids and smoking the pot she found in her dead son's bedroom. She tells Zoe about the piles and piles of golden-boy stuff that Kyle did, and she expresses surprise that Kyle never told her about this new girlfriend of his. Zoe says they weren't romantic. Mama Kyle then gets real inappropriate and tells Zoe about how she tried to kill herself the other day, and it was Zoe's phone call that got the noose off of her neck. So, you know, no pressure on this new friendship! "I wish I could hold him and kiss him," Mama Kyle whimpers. "If only to say goodbye." Zoe of course gets weird about "Oh you'll see him again. Kyle hasn't left us." Zoe is really shaping up to be a terrible witch.
Meanwhile, the Spooky La La music returns because we're back at Miss Robicheaux's, as Madison, Queenie, and Nan spy at the new neighbors moving in. And in the grand tradition of new neighbors moving in on TV, one of them is a super hot guy who takes his shirt off. Too bad his killjoy mother Patti LuPone comes by and tells him to put his shirt back on, because something-something Bible. She gets particularly urgent about it when she sees the three girls openly gawking at him.
Now, time for some racism LOLs, as Delphine is upstairs, watching President Obama on TV and weeping in fear at the horrible future she's awoken to. Fiona enters her room and cheerfully informs Delphine that in fact that man on the "magic box" is the President, and that she voted for him twice. She then tells her undead guest that there have also been black Senators and Supreme Court justices "and even the Poet Laureate," which is pretty hilariously random. Not as hilarious as Delphine's teeth-bared hiss of "LIIIIEEEESSSS!" that follows. Deciding to twist the knife further, Fiona produces the outfit she just bought for her new houseguest: it's a maid's uniform. Delphine is going to be the maid. "Do you have any idea who you're speaking to," Delphine snaps. "I'm speaking to the maid," Fiona replies, "unless you'd like to end up back in the box." Anybody else wondering why Fiona ever dug up Delphine in the first place? You're not alone!
Cut to downstairs, which is a fish-eye bonanza as the girls are setting down for breakfast. They're gossiping about the new boy, of course, in their own ways. Madison scoffs at these two "virgins" talking about sex at all. Au contraire, says Nan. "I get it on all the time, and guys find me hot." Get it, girl. Though if she's mature enough to be having all that sex, maybe she can get a handle on constantly blowing everybody else's spot, as she does when she says that Queenie is, in fact, a virgin. Enter Madame LaLaurie, in her maid's uniform, serving the day's meal. Queenie of course recognizes her as "the bitch that brained me with that candlestick." Yeah, that'll stay with a person. Delphine can't keep it together for two seconds, of course, all, "How dare you open your mouth to me, foul Negress!" Queenie gets up and demands this cracker bitch serve her food. Delphine can't bring herself to do it, and she throws the plate against the wall. Whatever might have transpired is halted by Fiona, who demands to know what's happening, and when Delphine says she refuses to serve this black chick, Fiona declares that she hates nothing more than racism. As such, she appoints Delphine as Queenie's personal slave, basically. Because this is your brain on Ryan Murphy addressing race relations.
But shut up about that foolishness! It's time to return to Misty Day over at Stevie Nicks' Fajita Roundup. Today's song is "Sara," and Misty is singing it to FrankenTwink Kyle as he lies to her in her bed. You guys maybe should just imagine what happens for the rest of the scene, because Misty and I are going to sing for a bit. She tells her mute little friend about Stevie and how she didn't really blossom until she found Fleetwood Mac. Misty herself hasn't yet found her "tribe." Zoe then shows up, and Misty is just overjoyed to see her. She excitedly pulls Kyle's shirt open in order to satisfy this show's core audience show off her handiwork. That good old Louisiana mud is what did it, she says. There are scars, but compared to what he looked like when Madison first stitched him up, it really is a wonder. But Zoe isn't here to commiserate with Misty. She's here to bring Kyle home to his mom. Misty doesn't think he's ready, though mostly Misty doesn't want to be left alone. I don't think her primary attachment to Kyle is romantic or even sexual. I think she's grown used to the companionship, such as it is. She struggles for a moment against Zoe, enough that FrankenTwink growls and throws them both off. But Zoe ultimately wins out, though she promises to come back to see Misty. Misty doesn't buy it, and in her solitude, she dons her Stevie shawl and spins. Spin, you gypsy, spin.
After the break, Madison and Nan pay a neighborly visit door, Nan armed with a cake, Madison armed with her rockin' bod in a tube dress. Hottie answers the door and introduces himself as Luke. Madison wastes no time informing him that she saw him without his shirt and is "interested in the rest of the package." Luke seems more enchanted (metaphorically … for now) with the cake Nan brought, since it happens to be his favorite flavor. Madison can't believe she's losing out in the attention battle to Nan, and Luke just kind of smirks that she must be used to having all eyes on her. Nan informs him that she's Madison Montgomery: Famous Actress, but that doesn't mean much to Luke, since they don't have a TV nor attend movies. So. One of those.
On cue, then, comes Patti LuPone -- fine, her name is Joan. Joan thanks the girls for their gift of baked goods, but they are headed to church. Not even on a Sunday. Seeing the soft underbelly of faith, Madison lashes out, calling religion a "crock of shit" and encouraging to have his cake and eat it too, so to speak. Joan grabs Madison's wrist to keep her from cutting into the cake again -- they intend to share the cake with the congregation -- and in the struggle, the knife flies out of their hands and into the wall. Joan knows the devil when she sees it. She orders the girls to leave and to never again set foot in this house. As she stomps off, Madison sets the curtains on fire. Nan's like, "I didn't know you could do that." Madison mumbles that she didn't either until just now. Ah, see, in recognizing that firestarting is a separate power from telekinesis, AHS is already proving itself smarter than certain Carrie remakes I could mention.
Poor sad Cordelia. Poor sad Cordelia wants a baby. Poor sad Cordelia tried to conceive a baby through magic last week, and apparently that didn't even work, because her doctor is now telling her she can't conceive at all. Meanwhile, in another doctor's office, Fiona's plastic surgeon is telling her that she can't have elective surgery because her blood work is a horror show, and her immune system is in "some kind of freefall." Sounds like that old Simpsons episode where Mr. Burns was told he had contracted everything ("Hysterical pregnancy?" "A little bit, yes!").
Scary La La music returns us to Zoe and Kyle, as she drives him back to his home. Zoe's plan seems to be that once FrankenTwink sees his mom, he will remember his old life and stop being such a pre-verbal, growling monster. So she walks him up to his front door and basically leaves him there like a baby in a basket. She rings the doorbell and dashes off, leaving Mama Kyle to just about have a heart attack when she sees her undead boy on her front porch. She pulls him in as he looks back at Zoe.
Back at the school, Igor brings in Joan Ramsey to see Fiona. Fiona who is already well into her scotch and smoking her cigarette and wearing her black dress, so the contrast is readily available. Joan starts off nicely enough, albeit in that condescending Christian way where she presents a Bible as an ice-breaking gift, something she says she does everywhere she goes. She then says she's not sure whether this place is a "school or a rehab facility or what" but she caught two of Fiona's girls trespassing on her property. Which is a creative interpretation of it, as is her assessment that Madison was dressed "so scandalously, I fear for the long-term effects on my boy." I'll bet. Fiona gets in a dig about Christians and their sexual hypocrisy ("behind closed doors, you're the biggest perverts of them all"). Joan tells Fiona that Madison threw a knife at her head (semi-true) and then set her curtains on fire (definitely true). At this last bit, Fiona can't help but look stricken. Madison has manifested a new power. Speak of the devil in a blue dress, here's Madison right now to taunt about her son's pent-up sexual chemistry. "One mention of the word 'panties' and he'd jizz his jeans." Joan doesn't have to subject herself to Fiona's drunken mockery nor Madison's rampant sluttaceousness. She orders both women to stay away from her, "in Jesus' name."
Once Joan is gone, Fiona continues to stare at Madison. She raises her cigarette and asks Madison, still clear across the room, for a light. After a moment, her cig is lit, and Madison is kind of girlishly giggling about her unexpected new power. Like a teacher's pet moment. She has no idea why this would be a portentous development, nor how it has any bearing on the Supremacy. But it sure looks like Madison is our ascendant Supreme. Which if course makes Fiona very troubled indeed, particularly since her just-revealed physical deterioration mirrors that of Anna-Lee when she was ascending. She beckons Madison to come over and talk.
Kyle's back in his old bed, lying down but not sleeping. His mom peeks into the room and sets down to him. She can't believe he's back, but she's somewhat muted about it. "I nearly died from missing you, baby," she says. But something troubles her. It was earlier, when he was showering. Thankfully, we get flashback evidence of this momentous occasion. Kyle and the scars criss-crossing his body. And also, for some reason, a nipple. Sure. We see Mama Kyle open the shower curtain quite inappropriately, and Kyle's startled grunt. But it's Mama Kyle who looks most troubled. As she tells her son in his bed, "You're a different person. Your body. You look like someone else. I don't understand what's happening." That's reasonable, right? A mother would know what her son looks like, right? From the neck down? This is all totally normal and above-board and NOPE, okay, now Mama Kyle is getting into bed with him and kissing him on the lips and WHOA okay now her hand is down his pants, while Kyle silently looks away and cries. Damn it.
After the break, we are in an Urban Neighborhood, because there is bass coming out of all the cars. Amid all this is pale-ass, blonde Cordelia, taking her LIFE in her HANDS walking around this place, so clearly it must be for a good reason. She ends up in the same salon Fiona patronized last week, and just like last week, it's no accident. She asks for Marie specifically, to consult about a fertility problem. She's led to the back, where Marie Laveau sits atop what can only be described as a throne made out of what can only be described as animal bones and gator skulls. Seems not quite comfortable to just hang around on in the middle of the day, but Angela Bassett's ass is her own concern. She offers Fiona a Coca-Cola, and after a few moments, we see she's playing solitaire on her iPad. Modernity in antiquity! Cordelia cuts right to it -- she has heard of Marie's famous fertility spell (second only to Marie's gumbo recipe in its notoriety!) and wants it for herself. Marie warns her that the ritual is no picnic.
We're then thrust into a kind of speculative fiction -- If Cordelia Did Undergo The Fertility Ritual, Here's What It Might Look Like. It starts with her collecting a mason jar with what looks like a rather lot of her husband's semen. Like … that's gonna take a few trips, if you feel me. That mason jar will them be passed around a drum-circle of voodoo-type folks, some in skull makeup, a lot of them dancing. Then Marie eats a flaming-hot chili pepper (to get the gods' attention). Then: a goat. There's always a goat. It never ends well for the goat. In this case, they wait for the mason jar of semen, having been place on the fire, to bust, then the goat's throat is cut, and it bleeds all over Cordelia's bikini zone. And that, Jimi Hendrix, is how you make a voodoo child.
It's at this point that this scene begins to remind me of Angels in America. STAY WITH ME! Remember that scene in Angels in America when a delirious Roy Cohn asks Belize to tell him what heaven is like? And then Belize goes on to deliver that mesmerizing monologue about crooked skyscrapers and Balenciaga gowns and voting booths? And then, at the very end of this very detailed description, he just looks at Roy and says, "And you ain't there." That's kind of what Marie is getting to now, as she laughs in Cordelia's face and tells her this ritual ain't available to her, not for any price. "You were born into the wrong tribe!" she cackles, saying that Cordelia is the daughter of Marie's sworn enemy. So, once again, Fiona has managed to destroy Cordelia's happiness. "She done messed with the wrong witch," Marie says. "And she knows it. And now you know it."
Back at the school, Zoe is walking through a room when Nan gets all buttinsky about "You like him! Zoe tells her to mind her own business and that it's rude to read other people's thoughts. Nan snaps back that she can't help it, and she's honestly love to not have to hear everybody's stray thought all the time. Of course, if she hates it so much, maybe stop calling it out for everybody to hear all the time? Come on, Nan. Zoe then gets a call from Mama Kyle, who tells her that Kyle did come back, only it's "not him."
Elsewhere, Fiona has taken Madison out for al fresco brunch, and while Madison thinks she's there to get hollered at for some transgression or another, Fiona just wants to talk about her life. How long as she known she was special? Madison gets to talking about her "selfish bitch" of a mother, who shoved her into child acting the minute she could talk, and who last time she saw her, snorted half Madison's coke and left her to get busted for it. Look, I'm just saying that Julia Roberts, Emma's aunt, was in Ryan Murphy's Eat, Pray, Love, and while it would be a casting coup, it's not like it would be out of the question. Anyway. Fiona commiserates, says she's been a horrible mother to Cordelia, and that she regrets it. Madison says she still has time to turn it around, but Fiona's face tells the tale of whatever Everything Virus she's got inside her. She simply says she has so much wisdom to impart, still. Which I guess is where Madison comes in. "Teach me," she tells Fiona. The first lesson involves spotting some poor schmo across the street and mentally futzing with him in order to get him to walk out into traffic. Madison isn't sure if she did that or Fiona. Fiona just looks at her with a sparkle in her eye, though that sparkle turns to concern, since this is just further evidence of Madison's impending supremacy.
Back home, that night, Queenie is enjoying her new personal maid service, forcing Delphine to make her a chicken pot pie, and later a peach cobbler. Delphine is apparently over her racism enough to move on to fat-shaming, telling Queenie she'll never find a man at the bottom of a dish of peach cobbler. Queenie quotes some Dr. Phil boilerplate about food being a substitute for love for kids from broken homes. Delphine obviously doesn't know what a Dr. Phil even is. She's distracted by something moving outside, and when she goes over to look, she's scared nearly to death by the sight of her own personal Ghost of Christmas Past, Bastien, the Minotaur she created way back when. Delphine locks all the doors, as Queenie berates her for acting like a crazy person. But Queenie manages to catch a glimpse of the beast, too, and after Delphine raves about the dark magic that has enchanted both Bastien and her, Queenie finally is like, "Bitch, who even are you?" Delphine reveals herself as the infamous Madame LaLaurie, and Queenie flashes back to her little field trip excursion in the pilot. Finding out Delphine's true identity does not endear her to Queenie any more, as you might imagine. She says Delphine deserves ravaging at Bastien's hands and worse for what she's done. But Delphine is scared out of her wits and begs Queenie to take mercy on her. Queenie shifts into TCB mode, makes an efficient cut on the back of Delphine's hand to get some of her blood on a kitchen towel, then tells her to get lost.
Queenie ventures outside, looking to lure the Minotaur away from the house. It's a misty night out on the grounds, but Queenie spots her Minotaur. The frightening sight of him plunges us into the commercial break, but once we're back, Queenie doesn't run. She says she doesn't want to hurt this poor beast. She lures him into Cordelia's little botany lab, and once there, she begins speaking to him, saying she knows what Delphine did to him. Then things start to get weird. Queenie starts talking about how they've both been called beasts and they both still deserve love. And just when we start to wonder if the show would even Go There, Queenie pulls up her skirt and starts fingering herself in front of this Minotaur. Properly enticed, the Minotaur approaches her, caresses her with his horns, and pulls up behind her. Just when it seems like we're going to get actual human/Minotaur sex, the beast puts a hand -- a fingered hand, not the cloven one we'd seen) over her mouth, and we exit the scenario not knowing if Queenie's in for harm or the loss of her virginity. Tune in week!
Back at Kyle's, he's still not speaking, in fact just sitting cross-legged on his floor and rocking. Now that he's got both reanimation and incest weighing down his mind. Mama Kyle comes up to tell him she invited Zoe over for dinner. She begins speaking about Zoe, again wondering why Kyle never spoke of his girlfriend, not believing Zoe's earlier protestations that they were not involved. She makes a few concessions towards her behavior -- she's been "possessive" of him and let things go too far and for too long. But she rationalizes that it's what Kyle needed and maybe even wanted. Suddenly, Kyle is standing up and looking at her with a twisted grimace on his face. Mama Kyle begins to freak out at how weird everything is -- that Kyle hasn't spoken, that the authorities had identified his dead body, that this body clearly is not the one she knows as her son's. She wants to know what's happening, but Kyle still isn't speaking. Her grief and worry once again turn to more inappropriate kissing, and ripping his shirt open, and then rubbing up on him talking about how nobody knows how to please you like she does. Finally, Kyle musters up all his strength and screams "NOOOO!" He grabs a trophy from his desk and bashes his mom over the head, then keeps bashing, bashing, bashing, until there's blood everywhere.
Somewhere in town, Fiona has taken Madison out to a bar, where they're playing pool and attracting a lot of male attention. At least Madison is. Fiona smiles at her, though that smile disappears when Madison isn't looking. It also looks like Fiona is purposefully not drinking as much as her young counterpart. At times, she sees her young self in Madison's place.
After the break, Zoe makes it to Kyle's house and enters when no one answers the door. She creeps upstairs and ultimately finds Mama Kyle on her son's bedroom floor, her face completely bashed in. It's super gross. And then, of course, Kyle jumps out at her, covered in blood and grunting. Zoe screams, because even shirtless Evan Peters can be terrifying.
Back at the school, Fiona and Madison stumble back home and into the parlor with all the portraits of the old headmistresses. Fiona starts talking about where her portrait will go one day … and where Madison's will. Madison's incredulous, so Fiona tells her that she's the Supreme. She can feel it. "I'm dying," she says. "My time is up. And you're killing me." She gets Madison to admit her powers have been growing rapidly and asks if she's ever wondered why. "Um, apart from me being awesome?" Madison replies, winning my forever loyalty. But no, Fiona screams that she's the source of power, Madison is sapping her of it. "My life force is literally pouring out of my body and into yours." Fiona tells Madison about the cancer. Madison, kind of adorably, offers to have her people get Fiona the best oncologists in the country. It's sweet, especially coming from her, but Fiona laughs it off. No chemo for her. No slowly wasting away into a shriveled, bald woman. She wants to din in style. Which is where Madison comes in, it looks like.
Fiona begins speaking of regret, of taking power too soon and squandering it. "Poured it back into myself and dressed it up in Chanel." She tells Madison she was a shitty Supreme. Not like her mentor, Anna-Lee, who was "majestic and powerful" and taught her everything she knows. And then she sliced her neck open. Right in this room. Fiona produces the dagger she did it with and hands it to Madison. At the sight of the weapon, Madison freaks out. She doesn't want it. And she certainly doesn't want to comply with Fiona's request that Madison kill her, for the sake of the coven. Madison tries to push the knife away, and they struggle, Madison shouting she can't and Fiona calling her a stupid girl. Finally, as all struggles for knives do, this one ends with someone getting their throat slashed unintentionally. In this case, it's poor Madison who takes it on the chin. Or a bit below the chin, I suppose.
Madison falls to the ground, her blood literally on Fiona's hands, and once again there's Igor to look judgy. Now, I don't believe Fiona did that on purpose. I don't believe this was some kind of grand plan to kill Madison in a struggle over a knife. I could be wrong, but I think Fiona honestly did want Madison to end her life and take the supremacy. But now that accidents have happened and Madison is gone, with no ascendant Supreme to sap her power and a new lease on life, it looks like Fiona's okay with how things turned out. She wipes the blood off and tells Igor to bury her under the lawn, deep down because "who knows what that shit in her body will do to the lawn come spring." Fiona lights a cig and sits down, surveying the situation. "This coven doesn't need a new Supreme," she says. "It needs a new rug." Damn. So if you're keeping count, that's three characters from the main cast who have died in the first three episodes. Misty and Kyle came back. Will Madison? (If not, R.I.P., girl, you were great.)
Joe R will still happily accept a Julia Roberts cameo, even if Madison is dead. He can be reached for lavish praise and nothing but at joseph.reid21@gmail.com.