...Okay, not everything. It certainly goes with Thredson's mint bowl which we see, when he offers Lana a mint, is clearly the top portion of a human skull. Have we all caught up? Are we on the same page? Lana notices both of these things, but she's trying VERY hard to remain cool. At the same time, though, Thredson knows he's drawing her attention to these things. He has her, he knows it and now he wants the satisfaction of knowing she knows it.
Claiming the wine went straight to her head, Lana excuses herself to use the restroom. She starts frantically trying to open locked doors, but the only one that opens leads her into a dark closet. By the time she finds the light, Thredson's in the doorway behind her. The room is a small little workshop, with tools hanging on the wall, lamps and such on the table, a full human ribcage with attached vertebrae over in the corner. Big pieces of dried skin all over the place, really. She's still somehow not screaming. He's all, "So you've found my little workshop," telling her about the lampshades he makes. Still not screaming but shedding horrified tears, she asks him what material he uses. His reply: "Skin." Then he presses a button on the worktable that releases a GODDAMN TRAP DOOR beneath Lana's feet, sending her plummeting to the floor below. For what EARTHLY reason would this guy possibly have a trap door in his WORKSHOP of all places? Is his plan for every one of his victims to enter his home and stumble upon his handiwork? Is this merely a failsafe against detection? Is EVERY room in this house equipped with such a device? American Horror Story, you have once again delivered delightfully nonsensical thrills.
Briarcliff. Kit enters the common room and finds Grace sitting in an armchair. She's catatonic and bleeding from between her legs. He assumes this is an after-effect of the sterilization operation, but she doesn't have time (or the energy) to correct him before the two cops from last week return with a warrant for Kit's arrest. They read the list of his victims, the last one being Alma Walker. Alma's name snaps Grace out of her daze. Kit tells the cops to talk to Dr. Thredson, but they inform him that it was Thredson who handed them his taped confession. LIKE, DOY, KIT. Grace is now desperately trying to tell the cops that it's a mistake, that Alma Walker is alive, but her voice is a sad, desperate rasp, not unlike Kate Winslet calling for the lifeboats at the end of Titanic. Kit hears her, though, and when she tells him, "She's alive," he begins struggling all the more. "I saw her!" Grace hollers as Kit is being dragged away. "Alma's alive! I saw her!"