American Horror Story

Thank you.

- Thank you. - Sorry.

Oh. Captain Ross.

Hey, Tawny.

Yeah, I was just having a quick nightcap with the other girls.

They were wondering where you were.

Oh, you know. Off to get some ice.

I am just bushed.

Know how you feel.

Since we're both staying in, maybe we could stay together.

That's, um...

- a very nice offer, Tawny. - Mm.

I'm extremely flattered, but I'm also...

Oh.

You know the funny thing about these?

They come right off.

Sorry.

Mine doesn't come off.

Excuse me.

Back up!

Hope you haven't had breakfast yet.

Yeah?

Just did.

Poor guy over there, fishing with his son

when he spotted the body.

Fishing in the Hudson? You're shitting me.

Oh, my God. Jesus.

- ID? - Just this.

The Brownstone.

- It's a fruit stand over on... - Yeah, I know what it is.

Anything else? I don't see any visible wounds.

Besides the obvious one.

Neck was severed around the fourth cervical vertebra,

right through the vocal cords.

Well, at least we know what he was doing right before he died.

Yeah, Mulcahy? What was he doing?

Giving head.

The levels of multiplication

and mutation are more rapid than anything

- I've ever seen. - Mm.

And you're sure the samples were properly handled?

I went out to Fire Island

and collected and prepared them myself.

And the symptoms when they're displayed?

Seizures, skin infection,

liver failure.

You have to get out there,

talk to the mayor, chief of police.

At this level of mutation and multiplication,

we can have an epidemic on our hands in months.

What happened to it?

It has a virus, a new one.

I've been taking samples from deer carcasses

out on the island for over a year,

ever since the first buck died with similar symptoms.

We've definitely been finding more dead ones as of late.

One of my deputies found three dead together the other day.

Looked like a family.

Whatever this virus is, it's highly communicable,

and it could be mutating too quickly

for the deer's immune system to fight it.

If these deer here are isolated on an island,

then how the hell did they suddenly catch some new disease?

New diseases are born every day. That's science.

As scary as it may seem,

if we don't start mitigation efforts soon,

it's going to wipe out the entire population.

You're going to have to kill all the deer on this island.

And if we don't, they're all gonna die?

The deer are simply the first carriers of the virus.

And the way that it's mutating, it could leap to humans

if it hasn't already.

Then we're gonna have to arm up

and shoot down every deer on this island.

- What do you think? - Hard to tell.

Rats got to the head, and the body was deformed

- by the water. - Right.

Those cuts look pretty similar to me.

Could be, but I couldn't tell you if they were the same blade.

Well, come on. It's got to be.

You know, if this was the head and body of a pretty blonde

16-year-old from Riverdale, you'd have ten detectives

- down here on the case. - Hold up.

Someone stuffed it down in there pretty good.

Holy shit.

Was that the cause of death?

Or could somebody have stuffed that down there post-mortem?

Teeth are intact, which means

he probably didn't struggle when it was being put in.

Don't the homosexuals use colored handkerchiefs like this

to let others know what they're into?

Saw something about it on Donahue.

Thanks.

Where's Gino Barelli?

We want to lodge a formal complaint.

What do I look like, your hairdresser?

Ha! Your paper is here to serve the gay community,

but you're ignoring half of it.

Listen, if you want to apply for a job

or submit a freelance article

or an op-ed, please, be my guest.

Hey, lesbians have issues, too.

Why don't you ever write about women's health issues?

How the ERA is completely stalled out?

How we can't get access to health care...

Yeah. Write about that.

You know, I would really love to write about those issues,

but I'm a gay man, so I write about issues

that are important to gay men.

Oh, yeah? What are you writing about that's so important?

I'm writing about how gay men are being hunted

and killed in this town.

Wasn't us.

All right, ladies, it's time to go.

Wait. This is a... Is this a threat? No.

Sounds like you need something to protect yourself.

Is that you?

Something smells good.

Oh. Beef Bolognese.

How was your day?

Oh...

Really? I didn't know our mayor liked boys.

Homophobic Hall of Shame.

First annual issue.

You should thank me for not including you.

- Funny. - Seriously.

Your precinct has more complaints from the community

than any other precinct in Manhattan.

It's just a lot of old-school guys all in one place.

Keep defending them.

You should quit and do something else.

I don't know how to do anything else.

That's not exactly true.

What's the matter? You look tense.

We found another body.

By the piers. He was missing a head.

What the fuck?

Oh, Jesus, Patrick.

- That's three now. - Mm-hmm.

Is the department gonna hold a press conference?

- People need to know about this. - No.

And I am telling you this off the record.

I'm not supposed to talk about this with anyone.

I'm not "anyone."

I'm the guy you supposedly love.

I should be writing about...

Hell, the New York Times should be writing about it,

- and you should be helping. - I-I can't.

Gino, we have talked about this.

We have to keep our professional lives separate.

Oh, really? When it's life-and-death?

- Those are the rules? - Just think what you want to think.

But I am not going to jeopardize my career to be your source.

The fuck good are you?

What the fuck am I doing?

- What am I doing? - What are you talking about?

What the fuck am I doing with you?

Here in this sham of a relationship?

Hey, hey, hey, no. Don't say that.

It's not a sham, okay?

I did not go through everything

that I've gone through in my life

to go back into the closet for a guy

who does not want to be what he truly is.

Yeah, maybe, but I am very good in bed.

Gino...

I am doing the best I can.

Maybe that's just...

That's not enough.

We need you.

I need you.

Not like this.

Where are you going?

Somewhere.

- Anywhere where I'm not hiding. - Mm.

Or helping someone to hide.

Come on, Gino. Let's just...

Shit.

Mr. Ewing?

- Yeah. - Mr. Barnes made a very serious accusation.

He claims you pushed Miss Shepard off that balcony.

That man is a damn liar.

I saw him...

I was watching that.

Mm. Come on. Get yourself cleaned up.

You're coming out with me.

I don't want to go anywhere.

Fuck off, Sully.

You have been eating breakfast cereal and watching TV

for six days.

Adam, I could understand one day 'cause of his hot little accent,

but any longer is just you feeling sorry for yourself.

I was falling in love with him.

Bullshit. You were falling in love with falling in love.

Get off of me.

I really need you tonight.

I got to do some business,