American Horror Story (TV Series)

Protect the Coven (2014)

Jessica Lange: Fiona Goode

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Quotes 

• Fiona Goode : You make a hell of a martini, mister.

  The Axeman : I love you more than jazz, babydoll.

• David : No security? Don't you want to check us for weapons?

  Fiona Goode : Ha! Cher, I took down your entire company with about as much effort as it takes for me to mix myself a Rob Roy. And Marie... Marie is immortal, for Christ's sake. You think we're worried about guns? Which reminds me... I need a drink. Waiter. Martini, please. Filthy.

  [whispers] 

  Fiona Goode : Do you want something?

  Marie Laveau : Sprite.

  Fiona Goode : And a Sprite.

  Marie Laveau : Uh, *Diet* Sprite.

• Fiona Goode : This is my offer to you. You disband this little merry troupe of assholes, vowing never to harm another witch from now until the end of time. I would also like you to sign over your house in Berkeley Square to me. But paint it first. God knows all the money in the world can't buy good taste.

  Marie Laveau : Well, now, I'd like the private jet.

  Fiona Goode : And Marie... wants a private jet.

• Fiona Goode : Too much? Well, I don't know. Maybe you're right. Then here's my other offer: You can all just die.

• Fiona Goode : You got any last words?

  Harrison Renard : Go to hell, witch bitch.

• Fiona Goode : She's taken out both eyes?

  Myrtle Snow : The blue eye, the brown eye. Some of my best work, between us pigeons, all gone.

  Fiona Goode : Why?

  Myrtle Snow : Because your daughter has become something you will never understand, Fiona. She's a hero. Your girl has ripped her own eyes straight out of her skull for one reason only: to protect the coven.

  Fiona Goode : From what? Huh? I'll take care of the Witch Hunters. And when I do... This coven will have no more enemies.

  Myrtle Snow : No enemies on the outside perhaps, but danger lurks within these blanched walls. Everyone knows it. She sacrificed her eyes to regain the second sight. And woe to those among us who harbor bad thoughts.

  Fiona Goode : I have no secrets.

  Myrtle Snow : Then, by all means, go to her. Comfort her. Put motherly hands upon your wounded daughter's flesh and watch your filthy secrets be brought to light, laid bare. "No secrets." Shame on you, Fiona. I deserve better lies than that. You are an enemy to this coven and will be so long as you live. But Cordelia has your number, Slim.

  Fiona Goode : Go to hell, Myrtle Snow.

  Myrtle Snow : For what? Allowing you to see your daughter?

  Fiona Goode : I'll be back. I just need a drink. Steady my nerves.

  Myrtle Snow : See you soon.

• Harrison Renard : Well played.

  Fiona Goode : [chuckles]  You Harvard men, charming to the end.

  Harrison Renard : Yale... actually.

• Fiona Goode : Our coven mourns. After facing so many trials, defending ourselves against onslaught. Forging enemies into friends. The witches of Miss Robichaux's Academy have fought for their lives, and won. And so, it is with great sadness we must say goodbye to Nan... who fell in the tub.

  Marie Laveau : Amen!