Lafayette hangs upon the doorknob, big as he can be, but Tara's not cowed. "How many times have you put yourself in danger for the man you love? How come you get that option and I don't?" It's worse for being true. There are howls outside, and laughter, and Tara can't hear them comforting her. While Lafayette gathers guns against the zombies, Tara delivers a treatise that has nothing to do with things, beyond the fact that Maryann's seduction was so tied up in her real attraction to and love for Eggs that they are indivisible. This is what it means to be a familiar:

"I finally found a strong, beautiful, good man who loves me! And y'all want to keep me from rescuing him, because you're afraid I might get hurt? How hurt do you think I'm gonna be if we wait and something happens to him?" It doesn't matter. This is addiction, plain and simple. In Bon Temps codependence looks like this, just like it does in your town: the brightness of love and the darkness of the thing it slumbers with. Lafayette shocks the hysterical -- if that's not redundant -- Lettie Mae by mentioning the ass-beatings they've been administering to each other, but Tara's stalwart: "It wasn't him. It was Maryann. Her influence!"

Lafayette points out that Maryann didn't throw the punches herself, proving he gets it already better than most of them; he points his gun at Tara and tells Sookie to fetch his handcuffs. They are covered in a light purple fur, but he's not going to waste time explaining that. They tie her up and he locks her to the coffee table; she predictably goes Intervention nuts:

First up is Lafayette, who she pronounces jealous because she found love, and he never will, because is a "fucking freak." Lettie Mae is dead set against her happiness because she's never been happy -- and Lettie Mae points out that it's all she ever wanted, even when she was where Tara's at now -- and finally, Sookie's so pathetic she's had to settle for a dead guy. "Wow," Sookie sighs. "That supposed to get me on your side?"

She's past sides. She's past caring. They are all part of the world that is hurting her, and her pain has the talking stick. Finally. This is just the next step in the very necessary thing that started with Miss Jeanette, that Maryann brought to a boil and Sookie and Bill fucked all to hell with their faith-healing violation bullshit. Like she'd be okay, like it was just a magic spell. Which is what got her into this mess, and now everybody's surprised she's backsliding? Although to be fair, everybody in the room now seems to know their role. The only difference between an exorcism and an intervention, frankly, is shame and guilt culture. And you can't go the "your addiction hurts the people that you love" route here, like usual, because someone she loves is in the thick of it, and they're preventing her from saving him.