Top 800 Quotes From The Originals

Camille: This is crazy! The two of you going round and round trying to kill each other. You're obsessing over the death of someone who's fatal flaw is that he was fathered by another guy.
Mikael: Hush! You are an enabler of the weak. No wonder he seeks your company.

Freya: [rushing off injured] I can take care of myself, okay? Trust me.

Klaus: I have had enough family to last me a lifetime. Why would I possibly want anymore?

Aurora: [tells how she took her own life] Your sister smelled of wild berries. It was intoxicating.
[remembers how she climbed onto chair to jump out of window]
Aurora: And the night smelled of lavender.
[how the wind howled...]
Aurora: I could see the garden from above... The last thing I remember as a human was that scent... which clung to me all the way down.

Rebekah: [as, far away, Kol makes a meal of another convict] Good Lord, that one has some lungs on him. He should've been an opera singer. Might've ended better for him, actually.
Freya: [perturbed by all the bloodshed] Is this absolutely necessary?
Rebekah: That depends. Do you want us at our full strength or do you plan on rescuing Nik on your own?
Freya: No. Death rattles are distracting, and I'm trying to break a cloaking spell.
Elijah: [yells out:] Kol! Would you please...!
[far-off chomping sound heard, last cry from convict, then, silence]
Elijah: Thank you. You were saying?

Marcel: [to female prize fighter after she snapped burly man's neck] Damn, girl! Not bad!

Josh: [re Declan looking at Hayley] Oh, my God, if you don't marry that guy, I swear I will!
Hayley: Baby steps. He's human. Life's complicated enough.

Rebekah: Call me old-fashioned, but I believe farewells are best in person.

Rebekah: Let me guess. Elijah?
Hayley: Things between us are complicated.
Rebekah: Well, that's a word often used to describe my brother. But his feelings for you are quite simple. He adores you, Hayley.
Hayley: I know that. And I know the sacrifices he's made for me, for this family.
Rebekah: He's saved us all at various times.
Hayley: I saw things, Rebekah, in his mind, not just memories. I saw... his impulse, his natural instincts, and... I think maybe that is who he really is at his core.
Rebekah: And that scared you?
[Hayley looks uneasy]
Rebekah: You're afraid that Hope will see that side of him?
Hayley: [shakes her head] I worry that she'll see that I'm... okay with it. What am I teaching her if I allow her to grow up in a place where we... trap our enemies in dungeons and retaliate against threats by killing whole neighborhoods? I... I don't want her learning to become that.

Father: [to Marcel] You may have all the vampires in this town cowering in fear, but right now, you are dealing with the humans. And unless you plan on killing all of us, I politely suggest you do as I say, and give us time to discuss it.

Aurora: You're quite cross, aren't you? I haven't seen you this mad in a thousand years.
Klaus: If you don't behave yourself, you'll see a lot worse!
Aurora: [whines] But I don't much like that tone. Although given what I did to Rebekah, I suppose it's to be expected. Unless the source of your ire is the threat I made against your little pet?

Klaus: I know you're in there. And I know you can hear me, so I want you to listen very carefully. You are my daughter. You're a Mikaelson. And you are strong, and brave, unlike anyone I've ever known. In fact, you helped me believe in something your uncle once said. "Family is power".

Freya: [re Tristan who sits tied up on a chair] The spell is complete. Tristan cannot cross the boundary of his own will, but we can enter and leave as we please. I took the liberty of injecting him with hibiscus and mugwort to counteract any vervain in his system. All you have to do is compel him to give you the longitude of Rebekah's location.
Elijah: He says he's immune.
Freya: I'll find some other way to make him talk.
[grabs dagger]
Elijah: Will you?
[holds out his hand, steadfastly insisting she should hand over the knife to him]
Freya: You're still upset I tortured Aurora without your permission.
Elijah: Oh, Freya, I'm obscenely fond of torture. But, yes. When I'm entertaining, I like to be the one to choose precisely when... and how we violate the guests.
Freya: Fine. How should we proceed?
Elijah: Devastate his body, infiltrate his mind, and steal the information we need. To that end, I invited a friend.
Hayley: [enters, with baby Hope on hip] Elijah, I got your text.
Elijah: [re baby Hope] Unless she's violently teething, I don't recommend this as a daycare.
Hayley: Jack's gone, and I don't know if he's coming back. I also really don't wanna talk about it. So, which one of you will take Hope while I take my anger out on this pompous dick?
Freya: [sweetly smiling, dimples and all] Come here, baby girl.
[takes Hope in her arms]
Elijah: [as he leaves] Bon appetit.
[Hayley growls and sinks her fangs into Tristan's throat]

Hope: What happened? Where is she?
Freya: Breathe. You're safe now.
Hope: *Where is my Mom?*

Davina: Josh...?
Ariane: He will wake. It's both the blessing and curse of his kind.
Davina: Why did you help me?
Ariane: Because Aya wanted you saved.
[turns to leave]
Davina: Wait. Aya said that the witches of your coven were granted the power to have your greatest heart's desire. Did you make that deal?
Ariane: Yes. And I will answer your real question as well. It was worth it.
[turns, leaves]

Rebekah: Genevieve, who would have thought a sweet little witch like you would go for the bad boys? I knew we were destined to be friends.

Rebekah: [as Dr. Paige lies dead, Klaus appears, looking for Hayley] Wow, you abandoned your quest for power to help out your family.
[scowls: ]
Rebekah: Having an off day?
Klaus: Who took her, Rebekah?
Rebekah: I don't know.
Klaus: What do you mean, you don't know? Then who killed her attackers?
Rebekah: I don't know. I had an arrow in my heart. If it wasn't Hayley who helped them, then...
[howls of wolves in distance]
Rebekah: Lovely. Perhaps her cousins will know where she is.

Davina: You know, I can give you a list of people who've underestimated me. Not one of them has done it a second time.

Klaus: Thank you for not abandoning me.
Rebekah: Well, we did consider it. The vote was rather close.

Hayley: Uh, why do people keep leaving broomsticks on the porch? Seeing that I'm not really a sweep-while-the-soup's-cooking kind of gal?
Jackson: Well,
[smiles]
Jackson: back in the day... it wasn't easy getting a preacher out here. So, if you were engaged, and you couldn't wait... then the community would let you jump the broom.
Hayley: Couldn't wait for what?
[he chuckles merrily]
Hayley: Oh!
[clears throat]
Jackson: Yup. Yeah.
Hayley: I would have been happier with a... panini press.
Jackson: [laughs] It's just a tradition.
Hayley: Yeah, got it.

Hayley: Moonlight ring, daylight ring, if I never hear the word "ring" again, it will be all too soon.

Davina: [to Elijah] Mostly, I just didn't want to die, so I let him save me. Marcel saved my life.

Klaus: I was wrong to deny you the satisfaction of revenge.
Camille: I know I'm supposed to be this big, bad vampire... but all of a sudden I'm not so hung up on revenge. Am I angry at what Aurora did to me? Yeah. And I've been living in fear about what else she might do, but... all that anger and fear... it's not me. I'm the kind of person that helps people like Aurora. I'm not gonna let her take that away from me.

Camille: [fervently knocking on Detective Kinney's door] Will! You in there? It's Cami.
Klaus: [suddenly there behind her] I assume you called first.
[she sighs]
Klaus: I've been told turning up at someone's home uninvited could be considered rude.
Camille: Are you seriously following me? Klaus, I don't need a bodyguard or some white knight trying to protect me.
Klaus: I'm here as your friend.
Camille: [resumes knocking] Vincent said he'd be home.

Hayley: [fires warning shot] Careful, Sabine. Or Celeste, or whatever you like to call yourself. Sudden moves make me jumpy
[cocks bolt-action shotgun]
Hayley: and homicidal.
Sabine: What, you're gonna kill me, honey?
Hayley: No. I know better.
[shakes her head]
Hayley: See, I know all about you. I know that you like to off yourself and then jump into other people's bodies. Well, that's not gonna happen here. I know that I can't kill you, but try hexing me, and my friend Eve here will kneecap you. Go for her, and then, well, I'll really make it hurt.
Sabine: So what do you want?
Hayley: Back in the Nineties, you inhabited a witch named Brynne Deveraux, remember?
[Sabine nods]
Hayley: Marcel had her - you - put a curse on a lot of werewolves so that they could turn human only on a full moon.
Sabine: I see. Yes, that was me. And let me guess, you want revenge.
Hayley: I want you to undo the curse.

Klaus: [about Hayley, to Elijah] She's adored you since she arrived and now my child, my blood, will grow up to call you father.
Rebekah: Is that what it is? You are once again worried that you will be left behind? Has history taught you nothing? We don't abandon you, Nik. You drive us away!
Klaus: In the one moment when you two could have chosen to stand by me, to believe in me, believe my intentions for my own child were pure, you chose to stand against me. To side with my enemies. I wanted our home back, and now I have it. So I'm going to live there. And the two of you can stay together here and rot.

Camille: [to Klaus, re Lucien] For the record, Vincent thinks you should kill him. But you can't execute somebody, you know, without due process.

Hayley: We were heading out, and now we're throwing a party, I see.
Klaus: One that will be attended by New Orleans' most influential creatures.
Hayley: You do realize that everyone hates you.
[nods]
Klaus: [with a smile] But they love Marcel, and as the invite states, he is the co-host.
[gestures]
Klaus: Tonight we celebrate our truce.
Hayley: So, you're throwing a fake party in honor of a fake truce, and your guest of honor is in a dungeon?
Klaus: Marcel's attendance would only complicate matters. Besides, I'll have my hands full weeding out those in league with The Hollow.
Hayley: Have fun with that. Hope's with Mary, I'm just looking for Freya.
Klaus: What do you need of her?
Hayley: Just a favor.

Elijah: [on phone] Hayley, I have to go. I'll call you back.
Hayley: Elijah, wait.
Elijah: What is it?
Hayley: [sits down] Ask Marcel if he knows anything about a name on that list. Brynne Deveraux. Sophie said that it was her family's bloodline that put the curse on the Crescent wolves,
[shakes her head]
Hayley: but Celeste said that she was the only one that could break it. If Brynne Deveraux was actually Celeste when she cast the spell, then maybe Celeste can still break it.
Elijah: [curtly] I'll see what he knows.
Hayley: [uncertainly] Elijah? I'm really sorry that you're going through this. If I'd known that Celeste had made you choose who to help...
Elijah: You were going to die in that fire, Hayley, along with my brother's child. There was no choice.
[and on that note, he ends the call, leaving Hayley just like that]

Rebekah: [arrived at plantation house] I thought I would have to drag you to the plantation kicking and screaming.
Hayley: Yeah. Well, you just wanna protect me and the baby, right?
Rebekah: Hey, I'm on your side, remember? So what gives?
Hayley: Tonight's the full moon, Rebekah.
Rebekah: So what? You're preggers. You can't turn.
Hayley: Yes. But I wanted to invite a few people over.
Rebekah: Of course. Every red-blooded American werewolf will be a bundle of fur and sharp teeth tonight, while your cursed Crescent clan will be...
Hayley: Human... but only for a few hours. It won't be again until the next full moon. I asked Josh to get a message out to Eve in the bayou.
Rebekah: Josh isn't dead yet? Oh, good on him. I love a nice survival story.
[spots guy]
Rebekah: Who the bloody hell is that?
Hayley: [to delivery guy] Kegs out back, right?
liquor delivery guy: Yup.
Rebekah: Right. It appears you weren't gonna wait for me to grant you permission to throw a kegger.
Hayley: Listen, you all want me to be safe, fine. I'll do as I'm told. I'll play damsel in the glass tower.
[feigns little helpless gesture]
Hayley: But tonight's the one night this month that I can meet my family. Now you can rat me out, send me to my room, or you can help me throw one hell of a party.

Rebekah: [flashback, in 1919, they were nurses] Perhaps you could give me some pointers.
Genevieve: Certainly. Though it is a bit odd. A vampire serving as nurse?
Rebekah: Please, darling, I'm an Original vampire. If my city was under attack from this nasty influenza it is my duty to lend a hand.
[adding: ]
Rebekah: Besides, if this entire lot dies, who'd be left to eat?
Genevieve: [giggles] You're wicked.

Marcel: [to Klaus] What's mine is yours but it is mine!

Klaus: [Aurora has revealed that Rebekah lies hidden at the bottom of the ocean] You're bluffing! Tell me you're bluffing!
Aurora: What, you should all be thanking me! Rebekah's never been safer. She has plenty of company down there. There's all the little crabs
[cutely mimics twitching little claws]
Aurora: and-
[Klaus lunges at her]

Elijah: [finds Hayley crying] I don't know what to say.
Hayley: [through sobs] Elijah, I've spent... the last twenty-four hours being
[shakes her head]
Hayley: so angry. At Tristan, at your family, at you, at Jackson, even, for always being so brave.
[shakes her head]
Hayley: But then I realized that I'm not angry... I'm not mad... I'm just guilty...
[he moves closer, sits down next to her]
Hayley: I wanted to blame you... Anyone...
[sighs]
Hayley: But the truth is that my husband died... because he loved me.
[Elijah looks at her with understanding]
Hayley: And loving any of us is a death sentence, isn't it?

Camille: [interrupts Klaus threatening Vincent] Seriously? I have an ancient, mystical weapon of doom, and instead of agreeing to my very fair trade, you're making threats?
Klaus: There she is. Traitor to my family. Thief of that which is mine.
Camille: Don't be dramatic. Like I said, I just wanted your attention, and seeing as you're here, I'd say I got it.
Klaus: Yes, a rather effective tactic, one I usually reserve for enemies, and here I thought we were intimates.
Camille: We are. But relationships are built on trust and equality, and we don't have either if you're confiscating my stuff.
Klaus: And so your response is to steal what's mine in an attempt to bend my will to your own.
Camille: I just want back what you took.
[Klaus puts down the briefcase]
Camille: What, that's like a third of them? So, would you like a third of the white oak?
Klaus: Are you really going to do this?
Vincent: Hey, listen, I'm gonna leave you two love birds alone, but, uh, you want my advice? You all best to finish this up before someone finds out what she took.
[shrugs, turns, and leaves]

Dahlia: You wanted a family. Fate said otherwise, and you came to me, and for a price I granted your wish. Now I must collect.
Young: When Mikael returns from his journey, I swear...
Dahlia: You will tell him Freya grew ill and died!
Young: No, Dahlia...
Dahlia: You were forced to burn her body to stop the spread of plague.
Young: Sister, please, I cannot give up my child...
Dahlia: You have already offered me more than just this one child. Our bargain was for this firstborn, and every firstborn of each generation that is to come, for as long as your line shall last.
Young: If you do this, if you take my daughter, I swear to you, I will return to the black arts, I will grow in power as a witch and I will make you pay!
Dahlia: Your power is nothing against mine! Foolish girl, you knew the bargain you made. And should you defy me, then I will take all your children, including little Finn!
[Young Finn starts to cry]
Dahlia: Even unborn Elijah!

Hayley: What are you looking for?
Davina: My violin. I must have left it in the attic.
Hayley: Why don't you go get it?
Davina: I can't. It's not safe for me out there.
Hayley: Funny. I was under the impression everyone was afraid of you.
Davina: The witches are after me.

Lucien: [to Klaus, while holding Hayley hostage] Kneel!
[Klaus looks at him defiantly]
Lucien: Get on your knees! I can feel her heart pounding in my fist! Do you really want to measure your pride against my mercy?

Klaus: It's ingenious. I can see them, I can feel them, and yet they are not real.
Elijah: There has to be a way. Even if we can just push through...
Klaus: What we need to do is focus...
Elijah: My only focus right now is that child and her safety. Do you understand me? This, all of this, this is the world that you created, Niklaus.
Klaus: Brother...
Elijah: All of your scheming, the enemies that you have made, every single day of your miserable life, what results did you expect? That your child would be born into a happy life? That the mother would be alive to know her daughter? That we could live and thrive as some kind of family...
Klaus: That was your fantasy, brother, not mine.
Elijah: No! Brother, this was our hope. This was our family's hope. And now she's gone. Do you understand, I let this person in... I let her in... I don't let people in... You knew this, you've taken her from me... I needed her and you've broken me...

Oliver: [to the wallflower at party] Hey. You look...
Davina: Nervous, out of place, short in this dress?
Oliver: I was gonna say pretty. I'm Oliver. So what's the name of the girl I'm about to ask to dance?
[Davina smiles]
Monique: Her name is Monique.
[Davina exhales, and walks off]

Sophie: [reasoning to Klaus] You know you're famous in this town. Witches tell bedtime stories about the powerful vampire Klaus. We know Marcel was nothing but an orphan street rat, until you made him what he is. And now he's out of control. He does what he wants. He kills who he wants. I'm gonna stop him, and you're gonna help me.
Klaus: [amused, to Elijah] This is why you brought me here?
Elijah: Hear her out.
Klaus: I don't need to hear her out.
[to Sophie]
Klaus: I assure you, love; , there is not a thing on this earth that will matter enough for me to waste even thirty more seconds of my time.
[sees Halyey walk in]
Klaus: Elijah, what madness is this?
Hayley: Klaus, you need to listen to them.
Klaus: [incredulously to the group] You're all out of your minds if you think some liquor-fueled, one-night stand, no offense sweetheart, means anything to me.
Sophie: Marcel may be able to keep us from practicing real magic in this town, but as keepers of the balance we still know when nature has cooked up something new. For example, I have a special gift... of sensing when a girl is pregnant.

Hayley: I killed her.
[has flashback of her revenge]
Hayley: Francesca looked me in the eye, and begged me for her life as I tore her apart.
[distraught]
Hayley: But I don't feel better! I don't feel peace. I don't feel anything!
Elijah: It's perfectly natural given what you're experiencing.
Hayley: Nothing about what I am, Elijah, is natural!
Elijah: As a hybrid, you will begin to experience feelings with a greater intensity. It will take time to master control.
Hayley: [violently shakes her head] I don't want to live like this, Elijah.
[tear runs down her cheek]
Hayley: I hate it.
[sobs]
Hayley: When I was living with the Crescents in the bayou, I finally understood the purity of being a wolf, the nobility... I killed eight wolves tonight before I got to Francesca. Eight... of my own people. What's noble about that?
[shakes her head]
Hayley: I acted no better than a...
Elijah: [hurt tone] Than a vampire.
Hayley: Everything has changed. And not just for me.
[tearfully]
Hayley: I saw the way you looked at me before. And I see the way that you look at me now. I was a mother, and now I'm a monster.
[more tears]
Hayley: Things are different now. You can't tell me that they're not.
Elijah: Hayley...
[but she walks out the room]

Freya: Don't worry. I've made sure no one can come in here.
Vincent: I'm not worried, I'm just... impatient for a reunion with the brothers that tried to kill me. Freya, now that I'm healed, I need power. And our father's still in the tomb where I left him. I think it's time that I go back and channel him.
[on his way]
Freya: Finn...
[Vincent turns back]
Freya: I need a moment alone with him first.
[Vincent clearly thinks this is a bad idea]
Freya: It's been a thousand years. He doesn't even know I'm still alive.
Vincent: Believe me, Freya, that is for the best.
[shakes his head]
Vincent: He's a monster!
Freya: [shakes her head] He wasn't a monster to me.
Vincent: Well, he changed after you were taken. Freya, I spent years hoping that he would go back to being himself, but he never did. And from what I understand, over the centuries, he's grown far worse.
Freya: Just a few minutes, my sweet Munin.
Vincent: I suppose you'll want time with our mother as well.
Freya: Esther... gave me away. She is nothing to me. Let her rot!

Davina: I have stood up to Klaus. I'm not afraid of some second string copycat.

Marcel: I assume it's all quiet out there?
Davina: The witches know better than to use magic. They know I can sense it when they do. What about the Old Ones?
[shakes her head]
Davina: They're dangerous, and I don't want them to hurt you.
Marcel: The Originals? Davina, as powerful as you are?
[shakes his head]
Marcel: They don't stand a chance.

Marcel: [to Rebekah] Klaus will never be happy. He'll be damned if he lets anyone get something that he can't have.

Hope: My mother will kill us if she knew we were taking selfies while driving. Though, compared to binding my werewolf side, I'll just say it's a misdemeanour.
Roman: You nervous?
Hope: My Aunt Freya said I will regret it for the rest of my life.

Rebekah: I know you hate me but what is done is done.
Klaus: What is done is never undone. It remains within ourselves, A story we tell ourselves so that we know who we are. A vicious father, a bastard son, a sister who betrayed him. Perhaps it is time for a new story.

Caroline: You may have started out playing crazy to make your enemies fear you... but now I'm not so sure that you're pretending. This... isn't right, Klaus. Even for you.
Klaus: [sighs] I find I'm no good without Elijah. I mean, we've been... parted before, but not like this. This is worse than if he were dead.
[drops his head]
Klaus: I lost my brother.
Caroline: You still have a daughter.
Klaus: She's better off without me.
[Caroline scoffs]
Klaus: I know what it's like to be raised by a monster!
Caroline: Oh my... Come on, that was like a thousand years ago! Really! Mean Dad? Newsflash! The guy's dead! Get over it! *Stop* using Mikael as an excuse to be a *bad* father!
[turns away, then turns back]
Caroline: Ugh! I also know what it's like to be a kid missing her father.
[sighs, shakes her head]
Caroline: You may not be able to be in the same room with her, but there is this... ancient gadget called a "telephone." Use it before you lose your daughter and she loses you.
[turns: ]
Caroline: Because... I happen to think that you're someone worth knowing.
[their eyes meet for a long time]
Caroline: I'll see you at the next parent/teacher conference.
[walks out of the room]

Klaus: [taking bondage implements out of cabinet] I should stop packing these away. There's always one family member or another in need of a good shackling!
[to: ]
Klaus: Find Rebekah or Eva or whoever the bloody hell that was! Use these to stop her from doing magic. And don't hurt her. The non-psychopathic bits are still my sister!

Hayley: [arrives unannounced] Your doorbell is broken downstairs.
Camille: [scoffs] I keep forgetting to compel the shady landlord to fix it. Next time, text. You could get hurt, sneaking up on somebody with a stockpile of so many dark objects.
Hayley: Was it worth it? Risking the lives of, oh, every vampire in existence over your petty fight with Klaus?
Camille: And here I thought this was a social call.
Hayley: More like a wakeup call, Cami. You haven't been yourself lately. And in your less-than-sane moments, you have been putting the people that I care about in danger.
Camille: See, I sort of thought that I'd proven myself. I did risk what was left of my life to save yours. And maybe what I need is some space... to... deal with this whole, I don't know, being dead, drinking blood, living forever.
[moves: ]
Camille: If you've come to lecture me, save it. I have been lecturing myself for weeks.
Hayley: You're right.
[nods]
Hayley: Is this your coat?
[stuffs it into Cami's hands]
Hayley: Great! You don't need a lecture.
[Cami looks at her puzzled]
Hayley: But I am gonna take your ass to school.

Elijah: Your people are uniquely poised to set an example for the rest of the French Quarter.
[Hayley makes mocking gesture to Jackson]
Elijah: Which is why it's important for the wolves to attend.
Hayley: Thanks, but no thanks?
Oliver: Let's hear the man out.
Hayley: The witches are the ones that cursed your pack. And they've been nothing but crap to me since I first came to town. No. We're not going.
Jackson: It's a new day in the Quarter, Hayley. I agree with Oliver. If we're gonna coexist, we're gonna have to play ball. We'll send a representative... with a gift.
[Hayley turns and walks away]
Elijah: [intercepts apparently disgruntled Hayley] That was too easy. Don't trust them. Don't trust any of them.

Klaus: [to Marcel] This community that you've built, you have their respect, their love. I can rule them, but I cannot win them. Not without you. So rule with me, side by side, as equals, friends, brothers.

Aya: [to her seer witch] Do you see it? The weapon!
Ariane: All your family has endured, and yet the worst is still to come. Unending darkness lies before you. A lone figure... A pale horse... A flame that will burn you all...!

Elijah: [sarcastic, to Diego] Darling, we've got to stop meeting like this. This is how rumors begin.

Camille: [to Klaus] Look, NOLA PD can't take down a thousand year old psycho with vampire powers. But you can. You're the smartest, and the strongest, and the scariest. So make him stop.

Caroline: [starting out as voice-over] At the Salvatore School for the Young & Gifted, we are *big* on spirit. Education is our first priority, obviously.
[explains: ]
Caroline: We send students to the Ivy League, to Silicon Valley. Of course, if you're looking for a more *unique* course of study...
[students are shown doing paranormal activities]
Caroline: I assure you we are unmatched. We believe in inclusive blending of the species here. So... outside of the full moon, vampires, witches and werewolves all cohabitate peacefully.
Klaus: [interrupting] Where do you keep the Hybrids? In the root cellar?
Caroline: Excuse me. I just need... *one minute* with this very lost, new janitor.
[Klaus smiles]
Caroline: Come on, Bob, I'll show you the toilets.
[Klaus frowns]
Caroline: Seriously? You're not exactly a selling point for this place.
Klaus: Only because these kids have *so* many other options.
Caroline: I thought we made a deal about you showing up in Mystic Falls.
Klaus: That was a long time ago.
[exhales]
Klaus: I need your help. Caroline, Hope is dying. She consumed the dark magic and now it's consuming *her.* She won't survive tonight's full moon.
Caroline: She triggered her curse?
Klaus: It was my fault.
Caroline: I... I thought that the Crescent wolves could control their transformation.
Klaus: No, not the first one. It's a rite of passage. Unavoidable.
Caroline: Uh, what do you need from me?
Klaus: I need... a very rare type of witch.
[sighs]
Klaus: From the Gemini coven.
Caroline: You can't be serious.
Klaus: I need your daughters... Caroline!

Davina: Are you okay?
Kaleb: [as Kol] Oh, a bit lightheaded. It might have had something to do with being knocked arse over teacup by dear old dad.

Tristan: [trapped in freight container] No. What is this?
Camille: You know what they say. Payback's a bitch.
Tristan: How is this possible?
Klaus: The Serratura creates an impenetrable boundary. Nothing living or dead can pass through.
Camille: And thanks to your lunatic sister, I'm neither.
Tristan: No.
[clenches hands]
Tristan: No. No!

Rebekah: That bastard wants to dagger us again. He deserves everything he's gonna get.

Jackson: Hayley! Hayley! Hayley, wait!
Hayley: I can't do it, Jack.
Jackson: You are not the only one who has stuff they'd rather not talk about.
Hayley: Some of my secrets are not mine to tell.
Jackson: Maybe a little honesty is a good thing.
Hayley: Jack, I live with the Original family. In that family, sometimes honesty... can get you killed.

Davina: You need to leave here right now!
Klaus: But to be fair, love, you're not as powerful as you once were, are you? You're in no position to give orders.

Klaus: [to Agnes] I don't care about witch politics. I don't care about your ridiculous little Harvest ritual. What I care about is this trinket. Undo its curse or I'll show you things worse than death!

Elijah: I've given up on giving up. It's an affliction.

Davina: [sunlight scalded Josh] I promise, as soon as the world stops hunting me, I will find a daylight ring spell.

Hayley: [to Hope] I'm your Mom. I love you, I would forgive you for anything, but that's not... that's not a blank check for bad behaviour.

Klaus: [finds her in meditating pose] What are you doing here?
Freya: I live here.
Klaus: [as she continues exercising] Yes, obviously. I just hadn't realized you were back from wherever it is you go to when you leave.
[sarcastic: ]
Klaus: Perhaps I was thrown off by the lack of strange gentleman callers perusing the contents of my refrigerator this morning.
Freya: [smiles] Your concern for my whereabouts... *is touching.*
Klaus: I simply want to know who was here at any moment. I hardly think that is too much to ask!
Hayley: [enters, with Elijah in tow] Well, as long as you're taking attendance.
Klaus: Oh, good. It's my not-so-loving elder brother and my former one-night-stand. What a nice normal family gathering!
Hayley: Charming. Elijah was just catching me up on how you have no clue which one of your longlost buddies you can trust and which one is trying to kill you.
Klaus: Well, clearly what the situation needs is more opinions.
[to: ]
Klaus: I assume you told her about the bloody prophecy?
Elijah: [Hayley turns her head to look at him] I was just getting to that.
Hayley: That will be good.
Klaus: Well, it appears my old mate Lucien has acquired a genuine seer, and in an effort to prove his good intentions, he got her to show us some rather dire visions of future doom. It's grim stuff, really, not for the faint of heart.
Hayley: Whose doom are we talking about? Because if it's yours,
[whispers: ]
Hayley: I think we're all okay with that.
Klaus: [chuckles] Well, sadly, we're all on the chopping block. But chin up! The witch claims her visions are constantly evolving, so... you may just get your wish!
Hayley: Well, I wanna meet this psychic witch. Tonight.

Elijah: [Hope's driving the Bentley] That would be a stop sign approaching. It's a stop sign.
Hope: Okay, okay. No need to panic attack about it. I cannot kill you, and I'm dying already, so...
Elijah: Is it absolutely necessary to destroy this work of art in the process?
Hope: Hmm.
[Elijah sighs]
Hope: I know what you're doing, you know. With the milkshakes and... the driving lessons. Life's little pleasures, whatever. I'm not like... suicidal, if that's what you're worried about, you know. That's not what I meant when I said that dying might be for the best.
Elijah: Well, you certainly don't seem to have any interest in your survival.
Hope: I don't wanna die. I don't think I was supposed to exist in the first place. When I think about all the crazy things that led to me being born. Dad lives a thousand years, does weird rituals, becomes the only vampire who can procreate. Mom moves from foster home to foster home and end up in Mystic Falls. When Dad got sad and drunk...
Elijah: Okay...
Hope: ...after a one-nighter with Mom...
Elijah: ...we don't have to...
Hope: ...which was basically hate-banging him...
Elijah: Honestly...
Hope: Bang! Loophole!
Elijah: Yes...
Hope: Miracle baby! But can you be a miracle and a mistake at the same time?
Elijah: No one is a mistake, Hope. This family fought tooth and nail from the moment we learned of your existence.
Hope: I know. But the universe has been trying to kill me since before I was born to reset the balance of nature. And I'm grateful that you guys have fought so hard... but I knew when I took the power back that I would die. It was my decision.
Elijah: [sighs] Turn right here.

Hayley: [claws sprouting, eyes yellow] I am still a wolf. And I don't need any magical rings to control when and how I change. Want the same? Then sit down, shut up, and listen.

Marcel: [Klaus grateful all of them helped] Hey, you die, I die. Just call me selfish.
Hayley: Yeah, if you die, a lot of people die.

Klaus: Excuse me, love. What's that you're studying?
Camille: [lifting the book] Abnormal psychology.
Klaus: Abnormal psychology. Well, perhaps you could help me diagnose my friend over here. He's been a little bit depressed. Can't get his mind off a girl. He tells me she's a queen fit for a king. I think he should cut his losses and move on. What's your professional opinion?
Camille: Be a nice guy and maybe the opportunity will present itself someday.

Camille: Klaus, come on. A minute ago you had the opportunity to kill your father with this thing and you didn't. You're not going to kill this kid with it either.

Marcel: [to Rebekah, about the house] Interesting location to put down your roots. The same plantation where I was a slave. I guess that's why you never invited me over.

[last lines]
Lucien: [removes hood that was pulled over Freya's head - she is gagged] Hello, love.
[tries to caress her face, but she pulls away, and he spitefully retrieves the white oak bullet from her pocket]
Lucien: Ah, a Mikaelson witch, a white oak bullet,
[Freya struggles]
Lucien: throw in a dash of wolf venom and a case of champagne... and I'd say we have a recipe for some real fun.

Marcel: [to Hayley] Whatever happened in the bayou, I'm not your guy. But with the way things are going, eventually I might have to be.

Aurora: How perfect. Even in this crucial hour your *ignorance* blinds you.
[kneels down to better study the suffering brothers]
Aurora: Even if you never learn from your sins, at least you will die because of them and *I* get to watch.

Marcel: I get it. A show of force. You made your point. Let it go, friend, ah? For me?
Klaus: Fine. Why don't you show me what you've done with the place, while you explain exactly what it is you've been up to in my town.

Klaus: Are you out of your mind? Are you seriously considering this preposterous truth-telling idiocy?
Hayley: Actually, I'm kind of on the fence.
Klaus: Well then, allow me to make this simple for you.
[voice: ]
Klaus: Under no circumstances will you divulge any family secrets. Especially none that will endanger our child.
Hayley: Except it's not that simple, Klaus. You saw what Finn did. He's growing more powerful by the day. Right now he controls over half of the wolves. This marriage could change that.
Klaus: The outcome of your strategy is not worth the risk it imposes on our daughter.
Hayley: Well, it's not a risk if I trust Jackson. Klaus, think. We could have a whole army of super wolves who could protect Hope as one of their own.
Klaus: [yells] Hope doesn't need a wolf army! I'll protect her myself! And an easier time I'll have of it too without you running off sharing secrets with every motley member of your werewolf brethren!
Hayley: [yells] Damn it, Klaus! This is our chance. We can bring her home. We have to at least consider this.
Klaus: I have considered it. And I have deemed it absurd. And in this matter there is no one above my decree, not even you.
[fiercely: ]
Klaus: You will tell Jackson the wedding is off.
Hayley: It's a good thing that I don't take orders from anyone. And especially not from you.
[Klaus glares at her]

Jackson: Are you okay?
Hayley: Oh, you never get used to the feeling of a fist around your heart.

Camille: [to Klaus about Rebekah] I'm beginning to think your sister is a bit of a bitch.

Bartender: [to Cami] Cami? Damn, girl, you look amazing.
Camille: You know... I feel amazing.
Bro: [to bartender] Hey, four tequila shots, stat. And don't be afraid to move that sweet ass.
Camille: Real nice. She works hard, you know.
Bro: Oh, yeah? How about you, gorgeous? Do you work hard, too?
Camille: Sure. As a matter of fact, right now...
[her hands on his shoulders]
Camille: it's hard work resisting the urge to rip your throat out with my teeth.
[he frowns, and she chuckles, then compels him]
Camille: You're gonna find an ATM, and you're going to max out your daily limit and leave that *nice* underpaid bartender the biggest tip she's ever seen. Then you're gonna meet me in the alley out back so we can have some real fun. And turn your hat around. You're an adult.
[guy looks dazed, does as he is told]
Bartender: [hands over two drinks] These are for you from the guy at the end of the bar. He was pretty insistent.
[it's Klaus, and he waves at Cami]

Hayley: I hate this. I feel completely useless.
Genevieve: Don't you get it? You're the point of all this. Klaus and Elijah running all over town.
[sighs]
Genevieve: It's all for you. I'm a bit envious.
Hayley: [unenthusiastic] Great. Lucky me.

Jackson: [as Hayley has her grip on recalcitrant Oliver] Knock it off. There's no reason to keep it from her.
Oliver: I can think of a reason. Tall and immortal and wears a black scarf.
[Hayley's stranglehold intensifies]
Jackson: Hayley, you're one of us. You deserve to know. Now, come on.
[gestures she should let go]
Jackson: We made an alliance... that's gonna change everything for the wolves.
Hayley: An alliance with who?
Jackson: Klaus.
Hayley: Tell me everything.

Lucien: [eating hearty meal] Mm. I find the Cajun cuisine almost as delicious as their people. All done, William.
Detective: Not like I had a choice.
Lucien: Hmm.
Detective: The moment I do, I'm gonna use this knife to stab you in the heart.
Camille: You couldn't if you tried. You've been compelled to do everything he says. It's like hypnosis, vampires use it against humans to do their bidding.
Detective: We're using the V-word now?
[slaps: ]
Detective: Great! Might as well embrace the insanity.

Hayley: [old graveyard in the woods] What is this place?
Jackson: It's where wolves bury those who walk away from the pack. Traitors. Murderers. Like this one.
[gravestone marked RXD]
Jackson: Richard XavIer Dumas. He was Mary's husband. My grandfather. He was an alpha of his time. Militant, radical... hell-bent on raging with vampires. When he found out that your parents and mine planned to join the packs... try for peace with Marcel and his crew... he went ballistic.
Hayley: It was him, wasn't it?
[voice breaking]
Hayley: He was the one that killed my parents.
Jackson: He wanted to stop them. Everything they stood for. And he did.
Hayley: I have spent my entire life wondering what happened to them. Why did you wait so long to tell me?
Jackson: I didn't know until Mary told me. She said she'd held onto the secret of what my grandfather did for two decades. And knew it was time for it to come out. And I knew I had to be the one to tell you. Truth is I didn't know if I could.
Hayley: I don't blame you, Jack. I guess... I just really hate secrets.
Jackson: That was my secret. Whatever yours is... if you don't wanna tell me...
[shakes his head]
Jackson: then don't. Doesn't change a thing. And least of all... how I feel about you.
Klaus: [appears] Quite the romantic sentiment. I wonder, however, if I might impose on this lovely tableau long enough to have a word with Hayley.
Hayley: [to Jackson] It's okay. Go ahead. I'll meet you back at Mary's.

Hayley: How long have you known who I am?
Marcel: I saw how interested you were in those Crescents. After your little family reunion out at the old plantation house, I started to put two and two together.
Hayley: Tell me something, Marcel. Did you kill my parents?
Marcel: There was infighting among the wolves. Your folks were laying low. Somebody turned on them. I honestly don't know who. I got there afterwards... found you in your crib.
Hayley: [shakes her head] Give me one good reason why I should believe anything that you have to say.
Marcel: Believe whatever you want. But you were the last Labonair. I mean, could have been a lot of leverage for our side, but instead, I took you to Father Kieran.
Hayley: [Marcel drops leather bag down on table] What's that?
Marcel: Money mostly. Stuff you need to start over someplace safe. Whatever happened in the Bayou, I'm not your guy. But the way things are going, eventually, I might have to be.
Hayley: [sits down, looks up at him] So this is your grand plan. Get me out of town, and Klaus and Elijah follow closely behind?
Marcel: [chuckles] Well, I can't say that wouldn't be a positive side effect.
Hayley: So why don't you leave, follow your own advice?
Marcel: I was born here, Hayley.
Hayley: So was I.
[stands up, heads out]
Marcel: Guy on the bike, the bomber... Word is, he had a gambling problem. Owed money to the casinos. More importantly, to the humans who run them. And, Hayley, remember, when things get bad, I tried to get you clear of it. Again.

Mary: [priestess at wedding] Please be seated. We gather together as a community seeking peace... inspired by the union of this couple before you. There was a time when werewolves saw themselves not as cursed, but as blessed... with a connection to our most pure selves.
[as: ]
Mary: And tonight, we honor that blessing with the long-awaited unification of the two crescent bloodlines. In doing so... we choose to embrace Hayley's vampire nature. With this union, Hayley will share her unique gifts... with her pack. And now... your vows.
Jackson: [to his bride] I pledge to honor and defend you and yours... above all others.
Hayley: To share in... blessings and burdens. To be your advocate... your champion.
Jackson: To be your comfort... your sanctuary. And for as long as we both shall live...
Hayley: To be your family.
Jackson: To be *your* family.
Mary: You two have endured all the traditional werewolf rituals and trials. There's only one remaining. Jackson, you may kiss your bride.
[newlyweds share passionate kiss - and, momentarily, their eyes turn wolf yellow]

Klaus: You see madness. I see method.
Elijah: And that method would be what, Niklaus, to fornicate with the she-devil who took our sister?
Klaus: To be clear, The Strix took our sister. Aurora simply hijacked her. I will get Rebekah back, trust me. Keeping Aurora close garners the goodwill we need.
Elijah: Well, it is a bold, if somewhat lecherous plan. Will you employ the same tactic when it comes time to retrieve the medallion from Lucien and Tristan?
Klaus: [campy voice] They're not really my type. There must be another way.

Hope: I wanna go with you.
Klaus: I don't think that's a good idea.
Hope: I'm gonna make you proud. I'm not saying I won't go through a period where I get irresponsible tattoos and... date older men... but I'm going back to school... and I'll be okay...
[sighs]
Hope: because I'm a Mikaelson. And I promise you... I'm gonna do right by our name.
Klaus: I know you will.
[his hand goes to her shoulder]
Klaus: I love you.
[she sobs]
Klaus: More than all the days and nights... Deeper than the oceans and the skies.
Hope: [tearfully] I love you too.
[they're going to kiss farewell now]
Hope: How do we do this?
Klaus: I wish I knew.

Hayley: Those werewolves you ordered killed, that's my family.
Klaus: Not for long, love.
[Hayley mouths some appropriately derisive comment to herself]
Klaus: I mean, this so-called family of yours, they haven't done you much good, have they? You said it yourself. They abandoned you, left you on your own. Now it's simply your turn to do the same.
Hayley: Maybe they had their reasons.
Klaus: [rising from chair, obviously annoyed] Yes, well, I have reason too, little wolf. If the werewolves are dead, then the vampires have less desire to kill you. I'm trying to keep you safe. Not that you're appreciating the effort.
Hayley: And as soon as I have this baby, what happens to me then?
[Klaus looks at her blankly, what a silly question she asked...]
Hayley: Right.
[shakes her head]
Hayley: Well, lucky for me, I have a little time before I find out. And in the meantime, I will find a way to pay you back for this.
[scoffs]
Hayley: As long as I am in the family way, well, you can't do a damn thing about it.

Hayley: [Hope is scrutinizing the old jawbone] Hope, what's going on?
Hope: Mom? Can you hear them, too?
[Hayley exhales sharply and hugs her daughter closely]
Klaus: What's going on?
Hayley: Look at me. Tell me what you heard.
Hope: Voices. They said that we're connected to this. You and me.
[Hayley gives Klaus a worried look]
Klaus: If this fossil starts whispering lies, I'll gladly throw it in the river!
Hope: No! Not the bone. The witches. The Ancestors.
[looks up]
Hope: They have a message for us. A warning.
Hayley: [urgent tone] Tell me what they said.
Hope: They want you to go to St. Anne's church to talk to them. They said you have to do exactly what they say, and you have to do it *now.* Before The Hollow comes for us.

Marcel: [finds Davina back in the room up in the church he had provided for her] I'd ask if everything was okay, but you wouldn't be here if it were.
Davina: You know I was bored out of my mind when I lived up here? I don't miss it, but... things were a lot simpler.
[picks up her old paintbrush]
Davina: And at least I felt safe.
Marcel: What happened?
Davina: I was attacked. One of my own people tried to use a spell to ruin my hands. What's next? My eyes? My heart? They hate me. I knew that, but I didn't think they would just revolt.
Marcel: Wtches in New Orleans have a habit of getting homicidal, all right. Why do you think I was so hard on 'em?
Davina: But I'm Regent. They should respect me. I didn't sign up for this.
Marcel: Sure you did. You chose to be their leader. The target on your back, it comes with the job.
Davina: So what do I do?
Marcel: Say the word, all right. Me and my guys...
Davina: You'll what? They see me siding with you against my own kind, I'll just be proving them right.

Camille: I've lost count of the amount of times you've been there for me and everyone you care about. But today, you saved someone that didn't mean a thing to you. Why?
Klaus: Because you wished it. Because what's important to you is important to me. What makes you happy makes me want to keep you so. What scares you I want to tear apart. I do not wish to watch you from behind glass, Camille.
Camille: What do you wish?
Klaus: [leans in and they share their first kiss]

Dahlia: [sees captive Esther] My sister? In chains?
[weird chuckle, shows many teeth]
Dahlia: Is she... is she supposed to be a gift? Because I brought one of my own...!
[has the white oak stake]

Hayley: Are you ready to forgive me?
Elijah: It's not that easy, Hayley.
Hayley: Elijah, I was wrong to go through your journals. I was wrong to tell Sophie about Celeste. But after everything that happened today, I don't know why we can't see past this.
Elijah: And you of all people should know why. During my fever in the bayou, you were inside my mind. You know what Celeste means to me.
Hayley: Don't you mean meant to you?
Elijah: No. Do you have any idea how rare love is? In a thousand years, I have found it but twice. And when I have, I have honored it.
Hayley: I know what a promise means to you, Elijah. But you made it two hundred years ago. I live in the now. If I feel something, I act. If I want something, I take it. I won't choose the dead over the living. So why are you?
[he struggles for answer]
Hayley: I'm sorry, Elijah.
[walks off]

Hayley: Well... every good story needs a wicked witch. It will make it more satisfying when we melt her.

Hayley: [as the boat carrying Jackson's burning body floats downriver] Till death do us part.

Elijah: [after the interrupted meeting] Do you have any idea what it took just to get those people in one room together?
Hayley: No, actually I don't. Because I didn't even know what you were doing until someone else told me. Tell me something, Elijah. Did you leave the werewolves out because of me?
Elijah: I excluded them because they no longer reside in the French Quarter. My immediate concern is to end the mounting conflict here. Now, I can assure you, once this treaty is solidified, it will expand to include your people.
Hayley: And until then, what should I tell them? Sit, stay, roll over?
Elijah: I would prefer that you remove yourself from the process altogether!
[sighs]
Elijah: Hayley, are you absolutely sure that you shouldn't return to the compound?
Hayley: You think the baby belongs there? You think that's where she'll be safe?
Elijah: Is the Bayou any better?
Hayley: The wolves deserve a voice. Give them one. You know it's the right thing to do.
[turns, leaves]

Freya: [re Hope] We've got to let her make her own decisions.
Klaus: She's just a child.
Freya: Her childhood ended three days ago, when she lost her mother.

Dahlia: [to Klaus] With your strength, I will never need to sleep for a century again.

[first lines]
Genevieve: [on bed, covered only with sheet] You're up early. After the night we had, I expected you to sleep in.
Klaus: [at easel, painting his model] Yes, well, morning sun offers the best light. Hold still, I'm almost finished.
Genevieve: In my last life, I was far too modest to pose in the nude.
Klaus: Well then, consider yourself much improved. Modesty is for the weak.
Genevieve: [gets up] Well, are you gonna show me?
Klaus: The painting is a gift. A token... to... honor our pact.
Genevieve: Our pact? We had such a lovely night, and now I see it was all a means to an end.
Klaus: A rather delicious means to a mutually beneficial end.
[reaches out towards her]
Genevieve: [turns away] Tell me--beyond the pleasures of last night and the promise of what I'm sure is an exquisite painting, what exactly would a French Quarter witch gain from aligning with you?
Klaus: Well, the treaty my dear brother negotiated between the warring factions of this city, the one that you yourself signed. No doubt everyone means well, but this is after all...
Genevieve: Still the French Quarter?
Klaus: A borough rife with natural enemies. What you and your witches need is the protection only I can provide. No one, not vampires, not werewolves, not even my brother, would dare trifle with you if I am on your side.
Genevieve: And in exchange... I am to offer you what, exactly?
Klaus: Well, all I ask is for the promise of your allegiance.
[whispers]
Klaus: One never knows when a powerful witch might come in handy.
Genevieve: Well, then...

Klaus: Well, how may I ask was this particular vision interpreted?
Sophie: Pretty much that your baby would bring death to all witches.
Klaus: Oh well, I grow fonder of this child every second.

Rebekah: The French Quarter witches are not a lot to be trifled with. You don't suppose they've found a way to kill him once and for all, do you?
Elijah: Rebekah, in the name of our family, you might try to dial down your glee.
Rebekah: [scoffing] What family? We're three distrustful acquaintances who happen to share a bloodline. I, for one, hope they've found a way to make that traitorous bastard rot.

Klaus: A mutual law of nature, Marcel, is the strong always take from the weak.
Marcel: Well, if you were so strong you wouldn't have run away from New Orleans like a little bitch all those years ago.

Rebekah: You do not want to end up on the wrong side of me.
Marcel: [countering] Oh, Rebekah Mikaelson, "you" do not want to end up on the wrong side of "me".

Klaus: I believed that I could be a light... for my daughter. But outside these walls are legions of vampires who wish me dead. And the man I called my son has left me here to rot... I'm not a light. I'm darkness... made flesh.
Camille: [sits down in front of him] You... are the reason your family is alive. You bought them the time they needed... and now they've woken up. Come on, you can feel it. The link you shared with them is broken. So now they're awake. And you know they're not gonna leave you here.
Klaus: [hoarse croak] If they come for me, they will be caught. Marcel will kill Elijah!
Camille: Then it looks like you're gonna have to find your own way out of here.

Klaus: Provided you're not concocting a new paralytic to use against me, I'd like a word with my brother.
Davina: Well, to be honest, I can't stand being around you anyway.
[leaves]

Camille: Marcel, I am hours away from someone taking control of my body. I highly suggest that you avoid trying to control me between now and then.

Marcel: I know I make this look easy, but I still have an empire to run.

Klaus: [the Papa Tunde dagger ready] Rebekah! Rebekah! Cherish the breath in your lungs! It will be your last!

Elijah: In the thousand years that we have been together, my brother has committed numerous unspeakable acts. But then again, so has Rebekah... So have I.
Hayley: [slightly sarcastic] So did I the last time I was in Cabo.

Hope: I'm the one who put the cloaking spell on her. Maybe I could try to lift it without being in the same room with her.
Freya: And the fact that it's never been done in the history of witchcraft isn't going to deter you?
Hope: I can't just sit around and do nothing.
Freya: All right then.
[nods, smiles]
Freya: Let's get to work.

Elijah: [last lines]
[not in his coffin anymore]
Elijah: It's all right, Davina. I don't mean you any harm. Though I do think it's time we had a talk.

Camille: [on cellphone] I'm guessing you might be a little bit mad right now. But trust me, you have nothing to worry about. I just want back what's mine, starting with my dark objects, and I figured I needed to get your attention, so do I have it?
Klaus: In point of fact, you do.
Camille: Good. Then we'll be in touch.

[last lines]
Klaus: Dominic's death was a distraction. They used our own deception against us.
Hayley: This thing has followers everywhere. They've infiltrated this entire city. If they get to the other bones before we do...
Klaus: Then they will try to raise this monstrosity. And it will come for us all.

Klaus: I love my family. You, Elijah, I loved all of you. I know I can be difficult, but I did not make myself that way. It was Mikael who ruined me.
Rebekah: He ruined me too, that's what you forget. Centuries later, each of us is broken. You with your anger and paranoia, me with my fear of abandonment, and poor Elijah, he dedicates himself to everyone but himself. We are the strongest creatures in the world, and yet we're damaged beyond repair. We lived without hope, but we will never die. We are the definition of cursed, always and forever.

Klaus: Rebekah and Kol just landed. I assured them we're mere moments from returning our brother to life. Don't make me a liar.
Freya: I can't resurrect Elijah until I'm certain his mind is whole.
Klaus: Well, you saved Finn with that very same trinket. What's the problem?
Freya: When that pendant was shattered, Elijah's mind shattered with it. He most likely retreated to the innermost core of his consciousness.
Hayley: How do we find that?
Freya: [exhales] I don't know. He could be anywhere in over a thousand years of memories. But if I... try fixing the pendant before finding him and healing his mind,
[shakes her head]
Freya: he'll be permanently fractured. Like casting a broken bone before its been properly set.
Klaus: [yells] Spare me the medical analogies and fix him!
Freya: I need to go inside and find him! Once I'm sure his mind is stable, then I can fix the pendant!
Klaus: [low snarl] Well, then stop talking and get in there...!
Hayley: Klaus! Take a walk. Leave her here with her work. Please.
[Klaus turns around and goes off]
Hayley: Please tell me that you can do this.
Freya: He's my brother.
[shakes her head]
Freya: I'm not gonna stop until he's safe.

Hayley: I'm done listening to you. Let me know when you wanna have a real conversation.
[walks away]
Klaus: Hayley!
[tries grabbing her]
Hayley: I'm not gonna stand here quietly while you tell me what I can and cannot do to protect my daughter!
Klaus: *Our* daughter!
Hayley: Right, ours! But it was your *mother* who tried to kill her! And who knows what your equally psychotic brother is up to!
Klaus: I will deal with Finn!
Hayley: And then what? Hope will always be the daughter of Klaus Mikaelson, the hybrid killer with a thousand enemies! Don't you get it? It's you! You're the threat! You're so paranoid that you can't see that this wedding can help her.
[voice: ]
Hayley: She can come home. The wolves will be on our side.
Klaus: [yells] The wolves cannot be trusted!
Hayley: [yells] In your paranoid mind, nobody can be trusted! Where does it end?
Klaus: [bellows] There is no end! Need I remind you I killed my own father... in order to protect her?
Hayley: Really? That's why you killed him? Or is it just that you were *so* terrified of letting someone, anyone, in? I know this wedding can work.
[tearfully: ]
Hayley: We can bring our little girl home. But you have to trust me.

Klaus: Standing by the noble Elijah, how can I be anything but the lesser brother? A liar, a manipulator, a bastard.

Hayley: [walking in] So those werewolf kids you helped get out the Quarter made it to the safe house up north.
Marcel: [pouring a drink and offering it to her] Great. My good deed for the decade.
Hayley: No thanks, I'm good. Maybe the vampires and us, free wolves, can work together after all.
Marcel: The enemy of my enemy is my friend.
Hayley: Anyway, thanks for helping.

Hayley: [re Keelin, Freya's female more-than-just-friend] I like her, for what it's worth.
Freya: [chuckles] Uh... All the same, I... should have told you she was still here. I'm sorry I didn't.
Hayley: Well, you can make up for it by doing me a favor...
[looks about furtively]
Hayley: I learned about the man who killed my parents. He was connected to The Hollow. I was just a baby when they were killed, I don't remember it. But I do know where they were killed.
[Freya looks at her as if she knows what's coming]
Hayley: I was hoping, maybe,
[shakes her head]
Hayley: with your spells and your witchcraft...
Freya: You want me to do a reading. Hayley, violent death has a very specific energy. I could conjure up whatever there is to see, but... you might not like it.
Hayley: I don't think I have a choice.

Hayley: [after Elijah felled Diego] You shouldn't be here. Klaus has his guys watching me.
Elijah: I wouldn't worry about them.
[two guards groan as they get tossed about like rags by Rebekah]
Elijah: Come. We mustn't linger. Let's get you someplace safe.
Hayley: No, you don't have to worry about me. I'm fine. I've been deemed under protection by the almighty Klaus. It's the werewolves that need help. He ordered a wolf hunt as some jacked-up peace offering to Marcel's crew. You have to help them.
Rebekah: Out in the bayou? Do we look like a bloody vampire rescue squad? I think you should be grateful we came to save you.
Hayley: Listen, Rebekah, all my life I've wanted to know who my real family was. And just as I find out that they're out there in the bayou, Klaus orders them killed. You wanna help me? Help my people.. please.

Klaus: [as little Hope fights for her life, sits next to her on bed, tearfully whispering:] I know you can hear me. I want you to listen. The heart which beats in your chest is a warrior's heart. The heart of a Mikaelson. Whatever hold this power has over you...
[Hope groans]
Klaus: it is nothing... compared to your strength. Yours is a power greater than you know... Come on...!
[kisses her hand]
Klaus: Hope...!
Hope: [comes to] Dad! I'm so afraid! I saw them. The other kids. Promise me, if you ever see the blue lights... don't look at them.

Hayley: [to Jackson] You're the wolf who's been watching me.

Klaus: [to Hayley] You know, you've come a long way, little wolf. I knew you were tough. I knew you were cunning. But I never knew you were a queen.

Hayley: [fire!] It's a trap. I didn't make a deal with any witch.
Jackson: What?

Marcel: [entering church attic] No one's gonna look for you here. It's only for a little while, till I can get you out of town to someplace safe. For now, I can get you, uh, whatever you want. What would you like to do?
Davina: [barely audible whisper] Draw.
Marcel: An artist, huh? Thats cool. I can buy out Vincent's for you tomorrow. Maybe get you some curtains or...
Davina: Marcel. You know what I really want? I wanna make them pay.

Elijah: [yells out to Klaus] I am *not* your brother! I didn't ask for any of this!
Rebekah: You most certainly did. It's not like you held a family vote before you erased us!

Klaus: [as her hunger for blood makes Cami groan with pain] The longer you wait, the more you'll suffer.
Camille: You know, I think it's better this way. I mean... look at me... I'm gonna make a super-hot corpse, right? Perfect for an open casket...
Klaus: Camille.
Camille: I want my wake to be at Rousseau's. I want it to be epic.
[Klaus shakes his head]
Camille: An open bar... and dancing... and no one cries or I come back and I poltergeist the hell outa them...
Klaus: [yells loudly] Stop it!
Camille: [startled] Hmm.
Klaus: I will not entertain this kind of talk any longer.
[hands over vial of blood]
Klaus: You must feed. I need you.
Camille: [takes it, then throws it down, shattering it, blood spilling] This is not about you. This is about me. I like who I am. I've spent my entire life being this exact version of sane, and if I turned... and I become a vampire, I don't know what I'll be, I don't know who I'll be...
Klaus: I know. I know you'll be an extension of the person you are now. You'll be strong, and understanding, and brave...
Camille: No! You don't know me. You think you know me... but you don't. There is a darkness inside of everyone, Klaus. What if mine takes over?
Klaus: I won't let it.
Camille: You can *barely* contain your own darkness. It is better I die as someone I'm proud of than live as someone I despise!
Klaus: No! It's better a flawed life lived, than wasted, rotting in clay!
[she sighs]
Klaus: It's not gonna happen. Not to you.
Camille: [sighs] Hey. I'm not gonna feed. All right? So, you can either respect that, or we can spend the last... couple of hours... we have together
[shakes her head]
Camille: in a screaming match.

Klaus: Lucien did all of this to become like his maker. And yet my bite cannot kill an Original. What are we up against here, brother?
Elijah: I truly don't know.
Hayley: [enters] I might. Klaus and I found Lucien's R&D lab full of werewolves. He is harvesting venom, but not to find a cure. He's trying to create a more lethal strain.
Freya: Well, that must be what he added to the spell to make him whatever the hell he is now. He kept boasting about having something that would make him better than an Original.
Hayley: Klaus is descended from one of the original wolf bloodlines. I'm descended from another. Lucien's venom? It's derived from all the seven packs.
Klaus: Giving him a bite... that not even I can cure.
Freya: There were two vials of serum and he only drank one. Maybe it's because the spell will wear off eventually and he'll need another dose.
Klaus: Or he made enough for two.
[realization: ]
Klaus: Aurora...!

Klaus: [after Freya's wedding] You look really happy.
Hope: Yeah. I'm never gonna forget that I killed someone. And I know every full moon will be a reminder. I'm really scared to turn. I'm... I'm just happy that you'll be there.

Hayley: [to the caterers] Okay, you can't run out of whisky at an Irish wake. That's the one rule, okay?
[to: ]
Hayley: Whiskey is important.
Elijah: Whiskey's important.
[more: ]
Elijah: I'm certain Camille would have appreciated...
[gestures: ]
Elijah: all of this.
Hayley: I hope so.
[looks over the crowd at Klaus standing all by himself]
Hayley: How is he?

Mary: Well now. Aren't you a sight?
Hayley: You sure no one followed you?
Mary: I've been avoiding trouble since well before you were born. Now where's that little girl?
Hayley: Did you find it? Mary, please. After all this time, I'm this close to getting them back. I found a cure for Freya's poison.
[shakes her head]
Hayley: And I got a witch to syphon Rebekah's hex...
Mary: So you're really gonna do it? Cure 'em and then wake 'em up? Did you ever stop to think Hope might be better off without 'em?
Hayley: I made a promise.
Mary: To who? To Elijah?
Hayley: To my daughter. I promised her a home where she would feel safe and protected by the people that love her.
[exhales deeply]
Hayley: Mary... she's a Mikaelson, too.
[shakes her head]
Hayley: She's inherited all of their enemies and a... power that I don't understand. She needs someone to
[shakes her head]
Hayley: teach her to control it.
[shrugs]
Hayley: I can't do this on my own.
Mary: You told me to wake the Mikaelsons you needed to find all seven werewolf packs. You found six. The last one, the Malraux... I thought they were killed off.
[produces note]
Mary: According to this... there might be one left.
[Hayley reaches for it]
Mary: Hayley, you looked for five years.
[shakes her head]
Mary: You found nothin'. Suddenly, I get word of a lead. What if someone else found it too? What if it's a trap?
[Hayley takes the note]

Rebekah: You are mad to give Kol that diamond.
Klaus: Our little brother has been plotting against me for years, and he hasn't got a lick of it right. I'll take my chances. Do you know what to do?
Rebekah: Yes... but if it doesn't go to plan, will you handle my body with care, please? I may miss the old model.
Klaus: If everything goes south, I'll be there to pull you out. We just have to take Esther down before she body-jumps. I don't want all of this to have been for nothing.
Rebekah: You and I on the same team. It must be Christmas.

Rebekah: [to the other acolytes, after already killing one] Can I interest anyone in a swift and painless death?
Kol: [has his chosen victim] Come now, Bex, do we have to be so swift?
Klaus: Sadly.
[yellow wolf eyes]
Klaus: Lucky for you lot, we're in a hurry.

Roman: Hope, you know that I like you, right?
Hope: Well, I know you didn't drive me all this way because you hate me.

Klaus: [calmly, compelling Cami] I will find out what happened, and when I do, I will make sure whoever harmed your brother will suffer. And as for you, tonight, you will sleep, and you will dream of a world far better than this one. A world where there is no evil, no demons, and all people desire only to be good.

Rebekah: [about the baby] What's her name?
Klaus: [tearfully, looking at his daughter] Hope... her name is Hope.

Klaus: [to Elijah] Why else would I show an interest in my own flesh and blood? A heartbroken little crybaby points his finger at me and my own brother falls in line, eager to believe the worst.

Rebekah: [Hayley has the daggers] Oh, my God...
Hayley: I found them under your coffin. So, if... a couple of antique steak knives are the only thing stopping you from getting Elijah back, then,
[hands them over]
Hayley: here you go.

Rebekah: Elijah is home. There's only one dagger. Which one of us will you be punishing today?
Klaus: I contemplated a game, of eeny meeny miny moe. You betrayed me, my own sister.
Elijah: Niklaus, don't you dare.
Klaus: Well, perhaps it should be you, brother, stealing my child away with every fawning moment of tenderness you show to Hayley.
Elijah: This has nothing to do with Hayley.
Klaus: It has everything to do with her! She's adored you since she arrived and now my child, my blood will grow up to call you father.
Rebekah: Is that what this is? You are once again worried that you will be left behind? Has history taught you nothing? We don't abandon you, Nik. You drive us away.
Klaus: Is that so? What have I done lately other than cooperate? I bowed down to you, brother, to make up for daggering you, for the greater good of our plan to reclaim our home. Looked the other way, sister, while you repeat the same cycle with Marcel, falling again for a man you shouldn't be with, while he controls the empire that we built that he took. Now, I make no excuses for past sins but in the one moment when you two could have chosen to stand by me, to believe in me... and believe my intentions for my own child were pure, you chose to stand against me to side with my enemies. I wanted our home back. Now I have it. So, I'm going to live there, and the two of you, you can stay here together... and rot.

Kol: Davina Claire, you are the best thing about being alive!
[romance ensues]

Hayley: [to old Josephine LaRue] Are you serious? She puts on a talent show, he has every vampire in the Quarter kissing your ass, and your final answer is "screw you"?
Gia: [tries to intervene] Hayley...
Hayley: Back off!
Elijah: We came here to honor the alliance between us. If this is something you wish to rescind, so be it.
[turns, walks away]
Josephine: Don't you dare walk into my house and threaten me! I am not the one that needs you, Elijah Mikaelson, it is you who needs us. Or... you will soon enough.
[to: ]
Josephine: There is a storm... coming, chere... and your darkest... demons ride upon it. I do not know its name, but when I peer... into your future, there is a blackness... that should terrify you...
[Hayley swallows hard]

Camille: [offering Klaus her wrist] Well, things I never thought I'd be doing. Feeding a vampire. My sixteen-year-old self would think I'm really cool right now.

Hayley: Everybody's headed home. Now what?
Jackson: Ah, oh. Wedding night. Awkward.
[self-conscious chuckles]
Jackson: Well, knowing you, I'm thinking you probably just want... to stay up all night watching Hope sleep.
[deep breath]
Jackson: That sounds good to me.
Hayley: Jack... When I told you that... the wedding was the right thing to do for our pack.. there's something else I should've told you. I should have told you... that when I first got to New Orleans... I was terrified. Pregnant. For a long time... basically alone. And then one night, a wolf appeared out of the woods and I knew that I was safe.
[shakes her head]
Hayley: From the moment I saw you, I... I knew I could trust you. You never made me feel ashamed about being a hybrid or... questioned why I had to lie to you about Hope.
Jackson: I told you I love you. I meant it.
Hayley: [nods] Yeah. And that's the first time anyone ever said that to me.
[shakes her head]
Hayley: So I want you to know that... I didn't marry you for all those people.
[their eyes meet]
Hayley: I married you for me. That's what I should've told you.
[they kiss passionately]

Hayley: Elijah...
Elijah: Hmm?
Hayley: There is something you need to know.
[interrupted by rumble of earthquake]

Marcel: You know I'm a little protective.
Davina: Yeah. Understatement of the year.

Freya: [as she studies the sigil] You're hovering.
Klaus: I'm supervising. How else to speed up your endeavors? Let's see. Perhaps I should bring Vincent here. Force him to aid you by removing his legs.
Freya: Vincent doesn't know how to kill Lucien *either*. Besides, if he leaves the St. James, who knows what the Ancestors will make him do next?
Elijah: [enters room] The Ancestors are throughly occupied, according to Davina. Terrorizing our brother Kol.
Klaus: What a surprise! Another day, another witch-inspired vendetta!
Elijah: Well, Davina can take care of Kol for now. Let us focus our energy on Lucien. How can we demolish that rodent?
Freya: [sighs wearily] Working on it.
[shakes her head]
Klaus: [impatient] Yes, while we all have our roles to play, Elijah can stay here and oversee whatever it is Freya is doing. I'm going to *actually accomplish something*!
Elijah: Brother, accomplishing something or not...
Klaus: The time for talking is done!
[storms off]

Jackson: Are you sure you wanna do this?
Hayley: Are you?
Jackson: Look, I know you're only doing this to help our people... but I promise, I will be a good husband to you.
[she smiles shyly, and he takes her hand]
Jackson: Hayley Marshall, will you marry me?

Elijah: Please don't go.
Hayley: The whole point of you going to Vincent was to get the Ancestors on our side. Find the bones,
[sighs]
Hayley: stop The Hollow from getting...
Elijah: Why are you doing this?
Hayley: [nods] Because they've asked me to. Who else is gonna go? You? You slit the throats of four witches.
Elijah: That was a necessity.
Hayley: Really? Was it? Because it seems like there's always some necessity for some awful thing.
Elijah: We are at war with a creature we barely understand.
Hayley: That's the point! We don't understand this thing or how to stop it. But one thing's for sure, we need help. And I'm gonna go get it.
[Elijah tries to stop her, but she's on her way]

Rebekah: With Klaus as a dealer, expect a crappy hand.

Hayley: [deleted scene] Hey. Freya, what's going on?
Freya: [very upset] I had more prophecy visions. I saw who will stand against us. And it was Marcel.
[Hayley turns to leave, but Freya casts a spell that closes the door]
Freya: Can't let you go, Hayley. I'm sorry, I promised.
[shakes her head]
Hayley: Oh, I see, so the women are supposed to keep the home fires lit, waiting for the men to return.
Freya: [softly, adamantly] I have to stop what I saw from coming to pass.
Hayley: No. You need to show me.

Freya: You helped me. Why?
Eva: Because I'm a bloody fool. And maybe I just like the idea of us girls sticking together.

Marcel: Look, I love that kid. It's because I love her that I'm telling you this. There is no miracle fix here. Now, she might have had a little more time, but she's about to experience her first full moon since she triggered her curse. Every witch that we consulted is sure that she won't survive the night.
Elijah: We spoke with Freya. She will perform a binding spell.
Marcel: A spell that powerful... would only kill her faster. This is terminal, Elijah. Now we can't keep this a secret from her any longer. She needs to have the chance to say goodbye. We both know who needs to tell her.
Elijah: He won't accept it.
Marcel: Make him. She's dying, Elijah!

Freya: I had a feeling I would be seeing you.
Elijah: I understand you built a marker for Father. I wish to contribute this.
Freya: [it's a holstered knife, Mikael's, which she remembers from all those centuries ago] How did you...?
Elijah: Niklaus stole from Mikael long ago. He would use it... to carve these tiny little wooden figurines for Rebekah and myself. Like your own, his was not a happy childhood. Art was something of a sanctuary for Niklaus. It remains so to this day.
Freya: Do you tell me this so I might sympathize with him? As you do incessantly. I assume Rebekah gave you my ultimatum.
Elijah: I don't accept ultimatums. Nor will I make a choice between yourself... and Niklaus.
Freya: I will not trust my freedom to an alliance with Klaus. It means you will fight Dahlia alone, and you will lose.
Elijah: You came to us, tired of running, and desperate to be free, and searching for the kind of strength that can only come from family. Now, with or without you, Klaus and I will defeat Dahlia, and I would prefer you to be by our side.
Freya: You would ask me to stay and watch as we all become Dahlia's chattel?
Elijah: Stay... and we defeat Dahlia together. Or you may leave... and consign yourself to a life of solitude. My sister, is there really any choice?
Freya: [considers this, and then:] Swear to me that you will not allow Klaus to be our undoing.

Marcel: Greta's already their martyr. What do you think they're gonna do when they find out you murdered her daughter?
Klaus: Let them come! I'm looking for a good fight!

Klaus: Taking me on a field trip to distract me? Pathetic and obvious. I taught you better than that.
Marcel: You taught me to protect what's mine. You will not take Davina from me. End of story.

Freya: [babysitter to baby Hope] Hello, sweetie. You'll have to excuse your Auntie Freya. I've had a few big girl drinks tonight.

Marcel: Yeah. Well, you see, I'm not really too moved by your opinion, if I was, I'd have to face the fact that good enough for your family, that I'm not good enough for Rebekah, that I'm not...
Klaus: You are family. And as for my sister, her love for you was a threat. How coul deither of you love each other and still have room for me? In any case, I just wanted to see you one last time before we part ways for good if only to set the record straight. I failed you, Marcellus, to my eternal shame.

Davina: You don't look so well.
Elijah: Well, only this morning I had a mystical dagger embedded in my chest so I'd say I'm holding myself together quite well.

Lenore: Freya...!
Freya: You were wrong about me. I loathed Dahlia more than you could ever know.
[sneers]
Freya: You don't see that light in me? That's because she snuffed it out. I was five... and she was the devil! She took... my light... my love... my will to live...
[soft: ]
Freya: my ability to die. You're no longer my mother... but I am not her child.
Lenore: I am so sorry.
Freya: [soft hiss] It's a little late for that. But it turns out you were right about one thing. Maybe Klaus shouldn't have let me glimpse inside his mind.
Lenore: I warned him to be wary of you... of what you might see.
Freya: Oh, I saw quite a bit. But I only learned one thing. Klaus and I... can never be allies. I now see that he will never trust me. So he leaves me no choice. I will have to turn the family against him. One by one. And now I know how to do it.
Lenore: Why are you telling me this?
Freya: [moves in for the kill] Because you won't be around to see it!

Elijah: Would you care to dance?
Hayley: [as they dance] You outdid yourself. You even got Klaus to come out and play.
Elijah: Yes, it seems only a sizeable soiree is enough to tear my brother away from his efforts at the easel.
Hayley: That's never a good sign. Klaus once told me that his painting was a metaphor for control, for achieving his vision through sheer force of will.
Elijah: Well, truthfully, I'd be shocked if he didn't have at least a dozen of those visions swarming around in that insidious skull of his. I do hope your daughter inherits her mother's... everything.
[twirls her, and she smiles]
Hayley: Isn't it weird being back here?
Elijah: Not unpleasant, I hope?
Hayley: Not entirely.
Elijah: Are you entirely sure you shouldn't be here with us?
Hayley: Why, Elijah? Because you don't think it's safe in big, bad wolf country? I'm not gonna sit in a rocking chair and knit booties, or haven't you figured that out yet?
Jackson: [cutting in] Can I have a minute, Hayley?
Elijah: You can have it later.
Hayley: [spitefully] Actually, he can have this dance.
Jackson: [dancing with Hayley] Everything all right?
Hayley: Yeah. Fine. We were just... discussing the future of the city.
Jackson: How can you be thinking about the city right now? He should have told you how beautiful you look tonight.

Marcel: You want all this? Fine. It's yours. You can put me back on the street for all I care , but let's make one thing clear. Youl'll never have this: loyalty. You can't buy it. You can't own it. You can't force it. It comes only out of love and respect for the people who believe in you. You taught me many things, Niklaus Mikaelson but this I learned myself and it is something that you will never know. Enjoy your kingdom.

Elijah: Nobody hurts my family and lives.

Freya: [next to the bloodstained coffin] I can't tell any magic here. I just feel Hayley's... fear.

Hayley: Wow. No wonder she's crazy. I'm out of my mind having just... given away Hope. I can't imagine if she'd actually died.

Hayley: [luxuriating in foam bath, amidst blood spoor leading to yet another female corpse] Come to check up on me?
Elijah: You've had an eventful day.
Hayley: I was having a crappy day, so Klaus took me off to the Cauldron. Wouldn't you know, we ran into some witches...
Elijah: So would you like me to remove your leftovers?
Hayley: [stands up proudly in the bath, facing him with no shame - he hands her a towel] Oh, don't judge, Elijah. What I've done is no worse than anything Klaus has ever done.
Elijah: I would hope you would hold yourself to a higher standard than Niklaus.
Hayley: I'm a hybrid now. I have a werewolf temper to go with my new appetite. And the witches that tried to kill my baby... they're worth nothing more than food. Excuse me.
[walks past Elijah]

Elijah: [on bed, passion ensuing] Well, that was fun. Delightful. Delirious.
[she laughs]
Elijah: Delicious... fun.
Aurora: [panting] And yet, you would appear to want more.
[he strokes her hair]
Aurora: I fear I've not satisfied you.
Elijah: Your fears are absurd.
Aurora: [jumps on top of him] I'm not fragile, you know. You do not have to treat me so gently.
Elijah: I do not wish to hurt you.
Aurora: Well, then make me like you. Do to me what you did to Lucien.
Elijah: You know not what you ask.
Aurora: Well, I know we'd no longer have to hide our love. Not from my father, my brother, not from anyone. If I were like you, I would be beholden to no one, and we could be together truly, with no boundaries.
Elijah: [he sits upright, she nuzzles against his chest] You... are perfect... just the way you are. Take, for example, these... lovely long locks. Now, how did you manage to capture the scent of a summer's day in the tresses of your hair?

Gia: [Hayley is not at all happy to see that Elijah's assistant is a beautiful young woman] I'm gonna go see if I can find Josephine.
[goes off]
Hayley: Well, now I see why you didn't answer my call.
[sweetly: ]
Hayley: Did she have to come with us?
Elijah: Josephine LaRue can be rather recalcitrant. She is, however, enamored with Gia's musical prowess, cavalier spirit...
Hayley: Hmm. So the baby vamp is now the witch whisperer.
[Elijah gives a long-suffering sigh]
Hayley: I'm just glad that you found someone so multitalented to spend your time with.
Elijah: What exactly do you want from me?
[looks at her, she returns his gaze, but doesn't offer any answer]
Elijah: Madame LeRue...
Josephine: Mr. Mikaelson.
[gets a kiss on the cheek]
Josephine: Mm.
[and another one]
Josephine: Have you come to impress me once more with young Gia's rare talents?
[takes notice of Hayley]
Josephine: What, pray tell, does this one do?
Elijah: This one is family... madame.
[Hayley smiles]
Elijah: We've come to ask a favor.

Davina: [screeching as tray-carrying Marcel enters] Go away!
[her spell hits him with a force that throws him up against the wall, and then he drops onto the floor]
Marcel: [gets up, tries to pacify] Come on. You gotta be starving. You haven't eaten since...
Davina: Since your best friend killed my best friend?
Marcel: Davina, I'm sorry about what happened to this kid Tim.
Davina: I'm sorry that you don't hate Klaus for what he did.
[shakes her head]
Davina: Or wanna make him pay.
Marcel: He'll pay for what he did, one way or the other, but right now I just wanna make peace with you.
Davina: Why? So we can be one big happy Frankenstein family?

Sabine: [to Hayley] The child you're carrying is... part vampire, part werewolf. You and Klaus made something special.

Aurora: Mmm.
[sniffs smoke used to get her to come to, clears throat]
Freya: Took you long enough.
Aurora: Oh.
[realizes she's a captive]
Aurora: Are we to play a fun game?
Freya: Actually, yes.
[ominous: ]
Freya: And now that my spell has made it so that no one can hear what happens...
Hayley: [enters, tall and imposing] We're gonna have *a lot* of fun.
Aurora: [looks up at the girl towering over her] Hayley. The mother of Niklaus' child. Oh, I was *really* hoping I'd get to meet you.
Hayley: The feeling's not mutual.
Aurora: Oh, okay.
[chuckles]
Aurora: So then what, pray tell, are we doing here?
Hayley: [does everything but crack her knuckles] You're gonna tell us where to find Rebekah... or... we're gonna kill you.
Aurora: Oh.
[chuckles]

Rebekah: [to doting Dad re his baby girl] Oh, she looks like her mother. Maybe there is a God after all.
[smiles]
Klaus: Well, she has a hint of the devil in her eyes. That's all me.
[they both smile]
Klaus: You'll need a witch you can trust to cast a cloaking spell.
Rebekah: I'll get one.
Klaus: No one can ever find out.
Rebekah: I know what to do, Nik.
[looks happily at the baby]
Rebekah: Perhaps we'll get a white fence.
[shakes her head]
Rebekah: I think that will be lovely.

Rebekah: You missed my heart.
Klaus: Perhaps I did, or perhaps I never meant to kill you. Perhaps I just wanted you to feel a fraction of the fear I felt when father came for me.

[first lines]
Freya: [in bed with Keelin] I know things will never be the same... Not after so much loss. And... I'm... so sad about Josh... and Ivy, and... everything that Hope is going through, but I look at you, and... I can't help it... I'm happy.
[their fingers are entwined]
Freya: It just feels so selfish.
Keelin: Josh and Ivy wouldn't think so.
Freya: Yeah, well... they're not here.
Keelin: If they were... here, they'd tell us not to waste it. And they'd be right. So... let's... do it. Let's get married.
Freya: Yeah,
[with happy sigh]
Freya: that's the plan.
Keelin: No. Like, let's get married today.
Freya: What?
Keelin: Yeah.
Freya: Today?
Keelin: Mm-hmm.
Freya: [both laugh] I... Yeah.
Keelin: Okay.
Freya: Yes.
Keelin: All right.
Freya: Let's do it.
Keelin: [happily] Yeah, yeah, yeah. Oh, that's so crazy.
[Freya chuckles]

Freya: She said the only way to get rid of it is to use it. We have to get it back and lock something else away. Anything but my family.
Hayley: Wait.
[with: ]
Hayley: Why don't we pay Tristan a visit and ask him really, really nicely?
Elijah: [appears] I'm afraid we have a far more urgent problem.
Rebekah: Well, to be fair, I am the *prettiest* urgent problem you have ever seen.

Rebekah: Ugh.
[sighs]
Rebekah: I think I prefer the bottom of the murky sea to that restroom.

Marcel: [to Josh] I know you want a daylight ring. Little heads up: I got guys eighty years ahead of you.

Keelin: [wakes up with mug of coffee next to bed] Is this for me? Oh, sweet angel of mercy.
[takes sip]
Keelin: Mmm. This almost makes up for the whole kidnapping thing.
Freya: [chuckles] Let's not forget that whole "kidnapping thing" kept you alive. As for the coffee, it's the least I could do, considering you helped us make our breakthrough.
Keelin: [nods] The last I remember... was... you saying you'd figured it out... and then we started drinking tequila like water.
[chuckles]
Keelin: So how am I borderline comatose and you're Little Miss Sunshine?
Freya: Because of this... hangover cure. It's a thousand years old. Also... because... mission accomplished.
[holds up big dagger]
Keelin: Do you really think that weapon can kill Marcel?
Freya: Took some time. My blood, Esther's magic, Marcel's venom, and the ashes of Lucien Castle. Combined, it will be powerful enough to kill him.
Keelin: So, we're done... then?
[no answer]
Keelin: Yeah, I go back to my life, you go back to yours.
Freya: Yeah.
[hesitant chuckle]
Freya: A deal's a deal.
Keelin: Hey, look... don't look so disappointed, I mean, this wasn't exactly built to be a long-term friendship.
Freya: [hesitantly] I guess this is goodbye.
Keelin: Like you said, mission accomplished.
[after: ]
Keelin: Okay. So, I'll see you.

Lead: [groans] Your bite is nasty. But you're outnumbered. Give up now, and we'll end this quick.
Hayley: I have a better idea.
[her eyes turn yellow, and then she jumps him]

Keelin: [after breaking in] Nice job on the lock. You'd make a good cat burglar.
Freya: All magic is just opening locks and finding loopholes.

Elijah: Let me guess. You want the world to disappear.
Hayley: Not the whole world. You can stay. Hope, too. Klaus can visit on the weekends, I guess. I betrayed a lot of people over the last five years, Elijah. Killed people just to cover my tracks to keep Hope safe. I was ruthless.
Elijah: You were a Mikaelson. You did what you had to do.
Hayley: The truth is I'd... do it all again.
[shakes her head]
Hayley: I told myself a hundred times it was all for Hope, but... maybe I did it for selfish reasons too.
[shakes her head]
Hayley: When I wasn't with my daughter, all I thought about was you.

Klaus: Mere hours after you lecture me about boundaries and here you are at my house in the middle of the night.
Camille: I came through the front door, you appeared at the window like a creeper.

Davina: I'm a French Quarter witch. I was born with blood on my hands! And you're not supposed to be in this cemetery, Marcel.

Davina: You know, I was put to death by people like this. They sacrificed me and my friends for nothing.

Hayley: [as she gets out of swimming pool after the magical link to Sophie was broken] I know you were just using me to save your people, but do it again, I'll kill you.

Camille: [re 100 dollar tip] When I first got into town, you handed me one of those. I had taken a shift from another girl. If not for that, could've been someone else standing here right now instead of me.
Klaus: You know, I prefer to see it the other way. if it wasn't that night, this bar, that 100 dollar bill, it would have been Jackson Square staring at a painting, or Frenchman Street, listening to jazz. I would've found you. Thank you... for the drink.
[walks out]

Rebekah: I need you to cure my brothers before something's done that can't be undone.
Marcel: Oh, there's no going back. This is a fight to the death, and I won't lose.
Rebekah: Why are you doing this?
Marcel: You really need to ask that? Can you honestly defend them? After what they did to me? To Davina?
Rebekah: No. I cannot defend them. But they're my family, and I'm begging you to cure them.
Marcel: There is no cure.
Rebekah: What do you mean there is no cure?

Klaus: [as Cami slips away] No, no, no, not yet. Just stay a bit longer.
Camille: Do you remember... the Bible verse on Sean's headstone?
Klaus: The light shines in the darkness... and the darkness has not overcome it.
Camille: [with dying breath] I was never... naive enough to think that... I was your light... but there is... light... in you. All that anger, the cycle of abuse that Mikael began, *you can end it*.
[breath trembling]
Camille: You have to.
[shakes her head]
Camille: So you can be the light... for your little girl. For Hope.
[and with that, Cami collapses into Klaus' arms]
Klaus: [holding her] Do not be afraid. You go now... where many have gone before you.
[Cami breathes slowly]
Klaus: Where even I will go in time. Just know... there will be no more pain. No more heartbreak. You... will... find... peace.

Elijah: [as meeting turns into shambles] Order! Calm yourselves please! Thank you. Now, returning to the issue of boundaries, you will all heed the following...
Hayley: [arriving] Are you serious? You're dividing up the city, and the werewolves don't even get a say?
Diego: What the hell is she doing here?
Elijah: Diego, sit!
[Diego obeys reluctantly]
Elijah: We're not dividing the city, we're establishing...
Hayley: No, Elijah. There is not gonna be a peace if the werewolves are excluded. They want a seat at the table.
[Diego scoffs]
Hayley: And if they don't get one, I can guarantee that you will all regret it.

Freya: Hayley is gone? You need to get her and the baby back here. Immediately.
Elijah: When Dahlia has been defeated. For now they are safe.
Freya: [starts preparing ingredients] Nowhere is safe from Dahlia. And you will have no chance of ending her without that baby.
Elijah: What are you saying?
Freya: Dahlia is protected by a powerful magic. We have collected items that represent her vulnerabilities: sacred soil, the ash of a fallen Viking... and the blood of the witch who broke her heart.
Elijah: Yours.
Freya: Yes. I will use these ingredients to create a killing ground... where Dahlia will be rendered mortal. But... we need to lure her there, Elijah.
Elijah: Are you suggesting... that I position my niece as bait?
[Freya looks up]
Elijah: Oh, how wonderfully convenient... to offer this strategy when Niklaus... has been removed.
Freya: Klaus could not be reasoned with.
Elijah: You can't honestly believe that I will allow you to do this.
Freya: What I believe is that you will make the right choice. For Hope. There is no other way to keep her from the miserable existence I endured. One of slavery under a tyrant.
Elijah: Of course, if Dahlia... does die, you will also be free of that tyranny. No more running, no more hiding. So do not insult my intelligence by painting your actions as selfless.
Freya: If you will not bring Hayley back here... I will find Hope myself. As I said... there is no other way!

Kol: I'm going to die.
Klaus: You're not going to die.
Kol: That sounds familiar. Isn't that what you said to Finn and Cami?
Klaus: Look, Lucien engineered his venom from the seven werewolf packs. So, maybe that's the key to a cure.
Freya: Oh, great. That's the first place in a puzzle none of us will be alive to solve. I'm poisoned, Rebekah's heard and our brothers are bitten. We need three different cures to three different ailments. Each of which could take years to find, and none of us will make it through the day.

Sophie: [surprising back-flash to party days only eight months ago] Whoo! Drink up, everybody! This is how we party in Rio!

Tristan: There really is no need for this. You and I have so much in common. For one, we both adore our sisters.
Freya: Whatever we have in common, trust me, it's outweighed by the fact that I want you dead.
Tristan: You must have spent centuries looking for your family only to find animals. Treacherous savages who betray even one another. Were you disappointed?
Freya: They're my family. My blood.
Tristan: Such devotion. It is admirable. I wonder, why does it not extend to your poor brother Finn?
Freya: What do you know about Finn?

Hayley: [Greta wants Roman to kill Hope] Roman, you don't have to do this. She's not a werewolf or a Hybrid, she's your friend. And you care about her. I know you do.

Mikael: Get up!
Davina: I can't!
[groans]
Davina: I hurt my ankle.
Mikael: The ability to endure pain is the warrior's true weapon. Master that, and nothing holds power over you. Now... on your feet. I said... On... your... feet!

Klaus: [to Freya] ... so if my daughter is harmed in any way, shape or form, I will hold you personally responsible.

Elijah: [about Hayley] I have denied every single impulse that I have ever had for that woman out of some misbegotten respect for intentions that you don't even have.
Klaus: I'm warning you!
Elijah: I'm warning *you*! I've stood by you. I've forsaken every single one of my desires in the name of your ridiculous redemption. No more. If I want something, I'll take it. And nothing... nothing will stand in my way.

Vincent: Life's a bitch in the night. What else is new?

Camille: I used to try to convince Klaus that there was good in everyone. That you really did care about him. He told me I was naive, that I could never fathom how deep your hatred ran.
Mikael: I didn't always hate him.

Elijah: [after he's woken up from being "daggered"] It's alright, Devina. I don't mean you any harm. Though I do think it's time we had a talk.

Hope: [reading from old book] "A man of words and not of deeds is like a garden full of weeds. And when the weeds begin to crawl, it's like a bird upon the wall. And when the bird away does fly, it's like an eagle in the sky. And when the sky begins to roar, it's like a lion at the door. And when the door begins to crack, it's like a stick across your back. And when your back begins to smart, it's like a knife inside your heart. And when your heart begins to bleed, you're dead and dead and dead indeed."
Klaus: Not exactly the most uplifting reading material.
Hope: [exhales] It's an old book of rhymes. There's a lot of weird stuff here.
Klaus: You know, Hope, I'd rather you didn't play here actually. All the splinters and the dust.
[clearly: ]
Klaus: And the bats.
Hope: There aren't any bats.
Klaus: I've seen no evidence that your Uncle Elijah doesn't sleep here hanging upside down.
Hope: [chuckles] Dad, was there a little boy who used to live here?
Klaus: [takes the book from her little hands, closes it] Come along, sweetheart. We can discuss ancient history another time.

Jackson: I thought you might be hungry.
Hayley: Grilled cheese, huh? Hell of a chef.
Jackson: Well, I don't like to brag. You know I can help you with Hope, right? If you want to take a break sometime, I'm good with kids.
Hayley: I missed six months of her life. I don't mind.
[sweetly: ]
Hayley: Thanks. Hey, Jack, you've been a million miles away lately
Jackson: I'm finally starting to get the wolves back into the Quarter.
Hayley: Okay, I know what busy is, and I know what trying to keep busy is. But I've barely seen you.
Jackson: I know. I just don't want you to feel obligated to me, this marriage.
Hayley: How many times do I have to tell you this isn't an obligation?
[shakes: ]
Hayley: Are you talking about sex?
Jackson: [sighs] The unification ritual worked... but we still have to live as husband and wife.
Hayley: This isn't something that we have to be shy about.
Jackson: It's the start of our life together.
Hayley: We're both adults. Let's just put on some Marvin Gaye and light some candles and we'll just...
[Hope starts wailing at that inopportune moment]
Hayley: Or... I could go and feed the baby.

Klaus: [Hayley is pouring through the content of the boxes, engrossed by old baby album] Are you hosting a yard sale?
Hayley: I just figured while we're stuck here, I may as well work out which stuff to keep and which to donate.
Klaus: Listen, I found Hope... exploring the rubbish in the attic. She's restless.
Hayley: [shakes her head] She's not restless. She's bored. Most kids her age would be at school. They'd have friends to play with.
Klaus: Once Freya teaches her to hone her magic, she'll be powerful beyond measure. She won't need friends. She'll be *worshipped.*
Hayley: She doesn't wanna be worshipped. She just wants someone to hold the other end of the jump rope.
Klaus: She'll be above such things. She will have power enough to protect herself from anything. We won't have to trap her in bloody boundary spells...
[reaches out with his hand towards the window]
Klaus: just to keep her safe.
Hayley: Thank you... by the way. I know it's not in your nature to keep violence out of this house.
Klaus: We'll protect her innocence for as long as we can. You and I both know the importance of that.
[shakes his head]
Klaus: No one protected ours.
Hayley: [chuckles] Well, while you're here, you may as well help me go through this stuff. You might find something
[with: ]
Hayley: useful.
Klaus: Oh, look at that.
[picks: ]
Klaus: How To Defeat The Hollow, Volume 1.
[gasps]
Klaus: Hidden in here amongst these old Guns N' Roses records.
[Hayley smiles happily]
Klaus: Oh, sweet child of mine!

Hayley: You're back.
Elijah: I'm back.
[gets slapped, stands smarting, but intrigued]
Hayley: Don't make promises you can't keep. Welcome home.

Rebekah: There is no one else to blame, Nik. Only you.

Klaus: Sofya Voronova, I presume? I'm so glad the lack of invitation didn't deter you from attending.
Sofya: Well, I know Marcel, and he's throwing this little party, isn't he? Where is he, by the way?

Rebekah: Kill a demon today, face the devil tomorrow. Count me in.

Rebekah: I suppose it's a family trait. Everything we love, we turn to ash.

Klaus: What do you mean "Hope's missing"?
Caroline: A few hours ago she took off with a boy from school.

Hope: I had a dream. About a bad man. He was hurting these kids. And I think he hurt me too.

Kaleb: [as Kol] My mother said kill the spell or kill her, and I happen to like you.
Davina: Please!
Kaleb: Listen, you don't disobey Mother Dearest without some consequences. Yes, she brought me back to life but she's mad as a hatter, and that lunatic that you've made your pet is my father.

Sofya: [Marcel tells her he will consult his witch friend Vincent] And in the meantime, I'm supposed to do what? Cross my fingers and hope you're not possessed?

Aurora: Hush, Nik. Don't make her final moments any worse than they need to be.
[to: ]
Aurora: Darling, I almost feel sorry for you. Blinded by love as I once was, ready to give everything, even your life, for one who is, and always will be... unworthy.

Antoinette: [describing every-day type sounds to the intensified hearing of a vampire] It used to be noise, now it's music. On the other hand, we also risk getting burnt to death by the sun, but, hey, nothing's perfect.

Freya: The first thing you should know... is that Dahlia is the most powerful witch I have ever seen. She craves more power still. Right now, she is like me, limited to one year of life in a century. She wants, to be free of that restriction to gain true immortality. And that is why she will come here, drawn by your daughter... to take the child's power for herself. And she will kill anyone who would defy her.
Elijah: And yet you would defy her.
Freya: I don't have a choice. She will never let me be free. My one chance is to align with you... and kill her.

Vincent: [his eulogy next to Cami's corpse] You got me at a loss. See, all I can think about is how much the Quarter still needs you. How much I still need you, truth be told. But I won't forget what we set out to do. And I won't ever shy away from doing what needs to be done. If I stand against all that darkness, even if I do get chopped down, I know you're right there ahead of me. Keeping the fire warm and them beers cold.
[plants a kiss on Cami's forehead with his fingers]
Vincent: Until then, sweet lady. Until then. This isn't over. Not much in the way of comfort. Well, there's work to be done.

Camille: That's the thing. Even if we figure out who killed this guy, then what? It's a vampire. What are the police gonna do? We'd be sending the arresting officers to get slaughtered. And if we warn them, we get locked up for being insane.
Vincent: That's New Orleans. Our city. Our streets. Not our fault... but it is our problem.

Josh: Hey. You okay?
Davina: It's Monique. She has no idea what I went through when I was dead. The ancestors hated me for what I did with my magic. I can't just start practicing again. I knew I shouldn't have trusted Marcel when he told me to go back.

Elijah: You were right.
Antoinette: About what?
Elijah: That feeling after sundown without the ring. It's just the most transcendent joy!
Antoinette: I'll take credit for most of that joy.
[they kiss]

Klaus: Your incident at the university... the man you assaulted? I've already compelled some people to go and kill him.
Camille: That's a joke, right?
Klaus: It doesn't have to be.
Camille: Don't kill anyone for me, please.
Klaus: Whatever you want.

Freya: [Klaus sneers at how touching Lenore's excuses sound] Isn't it? I always wondered what maternal compassion sounded like. Of course I wouldn't know, because you sold me into slavery at the age of five!

Marcel: When I picked up that coin, I swore loyalty, Klaus. Not friendship. I'm holding up my end. The other has to be earned.

Father: Never forget, Marcel, that you live in this city by the grace of those who know your secret and tolerate it.
Marcel: And this city thrives because of me and my people. Any time you need a reminder of that just let me know.

Klaus: There is beauty in the courage of the fragile fighter. Those that persevere, despite all they've been through, those who still believe there is good in the world, as dark things we often find we need that light the most.

Marcel: [to Gia, about Elijah] I've known that man two hundred years. He's cranky. He's fussy. He can ride your last nerve. But he has an Achilles' heel, okay? He can't help trying to fix what's broken.

Hayley: [to baby Hope] Oh, I still can't believe that you're here. Oh, Mommy has to go and do this big thing. But don't worry, Cami will watch you.
[Hope coos]
Hayley: And after that, I'm not letting you out of my sight.
[Hope squeals and Hayley laughs happily]

Klaus: Seems rather uncivilized to laugh and dance around the body of a loved one.
Elijah: [disdainfully] Yes, far better to practice your process of grief, Niklaus. Denial, rage, and hoarding coffins in basements.

Hayley: Elijah, there's something that I need to tell you. My family wanted me... I was supposed to be betrothed to Jackson. I wanted to tell you sooner, I just didn't know how. It's this insane custom...
Elijah: No you don't need to explain. I understand the need to make sacrifices for one's family.
Hayley: Oh come on, Elijah. For once in your immortal life, can you just not be so noble?
Elijah: What would you have me do?
Hayley: I just told you that I'm betrothed according to some back-water arrangement by people that I never knew. Tell me that you think that betrothals are stupid. Tell me that I have a choice...
Elijah: [kisses Hayley] You will always have a choice.

Hope: I've got to get back to work, Aunt Freya.
Freya: Sure, sure. I mean, I could... just leave. After an eleven-hour drive to see my only niece... or... we could get comfy, stuff our faces with deep-fried glory, and you could tell me about that cute guy you had hidden in your room last week.

Freya: Come to shackle me again, brother?
Klaus: Maybe you've managed to worm your way into the witches' good graces. And my siblings' too. But I see you... for what you really are... even if they cannot.
Freya: They are not burdened by crippling paranoia. The kind that leaves you muttering to yourself, alone in the dark: "Where has everyone gone?" Mean of me, yes. Shouldn't bring up your childhood secrets. But don't worry, all I saw when I channeled you were anger issues and a questionable taste in women. I was... once alone, brother. It would be a shame if... you were the one who now found himself solo. It doesn't have to be like this, of course. But be careful. I have only so much patience.
[walks away]

Rebekah: There's a saying in my family. Kill a demon today, face the devil tomorrow. Yet even as you dance on that demon's grave, you can't help but wonder, was that demon alone? Or do you have other, deadlier ones to fight? And though you celebrate having won the battle, have you really prepared for the war? So as we dress ourselves in the armor needed for this new fight, we must first tend to our wounds, starting with the deepest.

Rebekah: Bless me, Father, for I have sinned. I am a liar, a betrayer. I have conspired against my own blood and I doubt even your God could save me.

Rebekah: All right, could we put a moratorium on all of this sulking? It's a lovely day. The Hollow is dead. My brother is back much to the joy of custom-suit tailors everywhere, not to mention me.

Lucien: [held in check by her spell] Oh!
[laughs]
Lucien: Well, I admit, Freya, this is a truly valiant effort. Inspired, I assume, by your grief over Finn's demise?
[she zaps him and he grunts]
Lucien: Pop goes the weasel! Oh! Ha!
[shirks it off]
Lucien: A rather potent aneurysm spell. You never fail to impress.
Freya: Oh, I have all kinds of tricks.
[shrugging gesture]
Freya: We even brought an audience to enjoy the show.
[several Strix appear]
Elijah: Oh, come now, my darling sister. The Strix are the show. Well, the first act. Act two, Lucien's buried beneath a thousand tons of cement. Act three,
[whispers: ]
Elijah: spoiler alert,
[to: ]
Elijah: you're a parking lot.
[Freya chuckles]
Lucien: Uh, even after a thousand years, you've never managed to curb your hubris.
[chuckles with disdain]
Lucien: You still wander through the smog of your own self-importance. I can kill anything. Even them. Even you. And since the Ancestors have made me their champion,
[chuckles evily]
Lucien: they will not allow me to be detained.

Keelin: [odd blue lights appear as Freya works her magic] Okay, this is officially strange.

Hayley: [coming down the stairs with a fireplace poker] Who the Hell are you?
Rebekah: Ah, you must be the maid. My bags are in the car. Go get them will you?
Hayley: Hello.
[smiles]
Hayley: Not the maid.
Rebekah: Right, you're that werewolf girl my brother Klaus knocked up. I was expecting to see some sort of supernatural miracle baby-bump. I guess you're not showing yet. It's Hayley, isn't it?
Hayley: You have your brother's manners.
Rebekah: And his temper too. So watch it... Where's Elijah?
Hayley: Beats me. He's long gone.
Rebekah: What do you mean "long gone"?
Hayley: Well, one minute he was here, making epic promises about protecting me and this predicament that a bottle of scotch and some bad decisions got me into. He was all poetic about how we're family. And then, Klaus told me he bailed. Guess that's what I get for trusting a vampire.
Rebekah: Elijah isn't just any vampire and he doesn't break promises, which means Niklaus has done something dastardly and Klaus-like. Klaus! Come here and tell me what you did with our brother, you narcissistic, backstabbing wanker!

Davina: [deleted scene] Hello?
[entered church, passes down aisle]
Josh: Okay. You gotta tell me how you've lived upstairs so long. The way Marcel's got me babysitting Father Kieran, like Flowers in the Attic meets The Shining, or whatever.
Davina: Well, it helped that I wasn't rooming with a crazy hexed priest.
Josh: Oh, no, Kieran's all right. He's that lovable crazy where one minute he's praying for your soul, the next he's trying to bite your face off. That I can handle. It'd just be nice to open a window, get some air, and not, you know, explode in the sunlight.
Davina: I know. I'm trying to make you a daylight ring. I just can't figure out how to make one from scratch.
Josh: Hey, it's okay. I'm not complaining, I promise. I know you got your own problems. Speaking of... How's the sitch with the witch bitch?
Davina: Monique?
[shrugs]
Davina: I don't know. She's so devoted to the coven now. The witches were the ones who wanted me back. Now, they just ignore me. I mean, I can't control my power. I'm not learning spells. I get it. They're hazing me, trying to teach me a lesson for siding with Marcel. It just doesn't make it any easier to deal with.
Josh: You got that witch feast thing coming up. That should be fun, right? Nobody's going to try to sacrifice you this time.
[Davina sighs]
Josh: Look, I'd love to be there for you. If Klaus shows up, even if it's supposed to be a peaceful event, the only thing that guy likes more than breaking rules is killing people. You get it, right?
Davina: Yeah.
Josh: Hey. You're gonna find your way back in. That's what we do, you and me.
[clattering noise behind him]
Josh: Besides, didn't you say you get beaucoup gifts at this thing? Like, uh, like Christmas, Hanukah and Kwanzaa all rolled into one?
[his hand on her shoulder]
Josh: Come on. It's gonna be frigging awesome.
[goes off to check on Kieran]

Hayley: [to Rebekah] I still think you're a bitch. I've just grown to like that about you.

Camille: If you're here for the gumbo, I'm about the break your heart. We just ran out.

Hayley: [to Jackson] I chose you. And I choose you again, every single day. Can't that be enough? It's our first Christmas together. I've... never had a happy one. I just want a quiet night with you and Hope. Our family. And I don't care if their house is on fire. For one night, I will let it burn. Just please... please... come home.

Freya: [deleted scene] We're not always going to get along, Kol.
[shakes her head]
Freya: It doesn't matter. You're my family. That's all that matters.

Klaus: [about Hayley's child] It's a trick, Elijah.
Elijah: No, brother. It's a gift. It's your chance... it's our chance.
Klaus: To what?
Elijah: To start over. Take back everything we lost, everything that was taken from us. Niklaus. Our own parents came to despise us. Our family was ruined. We were ruined. And since then, all that you have ever wanted... all that we have ever wanted was a family.
Klaus: I will not be manipulated.
Elijah: So they're manipulating you. So what? With them, this girls and her child... your child... live.
Klaus: [seething] I'm gonna kill every last one of them!
Elijah: And then what? Then you return to Mystic Falls to resume your life as the hated one? As the evil hybrid? Is it so important to you that people quake with fear at the sound of your name?
Klaus: People quake with fear because I have the power to make them afraid. What will this child offer me? Will it guarantee me power?

Hayley: [to Elijah] Despite everthing that we've done... all those we've lost... we're still here.
[rubs his face, shakes her head]
Hayley: You're not alone.

Hayley: [spying on the pack] So, Jackson is MIA, and Oliver seems to think he's the alpha. They're not gonna listen to me.
Klaus: The crescent mark on your shoulder did not disappear when you became a hybrid. Go on, talk to them.
Oliver: [other pack members scatter as Hayley and Klaus approach] The hell you two want?
Klaus: Hold your tongue or I'll tear it from your gaping mouth!
Hayley: We didn't come here to fight, Oliver. Our pack has been divided by people who want us to be their slaves. What we need right now is a leader. Someone who will reunite us and make us strong again. Someone who will fight for our pack. If you let me, I can be that person.
Oliver: You think we could trust you? You're not one of us. Hell, you're not even a wolf. You're a bloodsucking vampire parasite.
Hayley: You wanna say that again and see what happens, Oliver?
Oliver: You a tough girl? You gonna attack me? In front of all them?
[gestures at crowd]
Oliver: Just give another reason to say yes to Cassie and her moonlight rings. Yeah, they would rather follow a witch than you. Me? Hell, I'd rather die than follow you.
Klaus: [knocks Oliver down, steps on his throat] Well, at least you didn't drag this out.
Hayley: Hey! Let him go, Klaus!
Klaus: You need to learn about the art of politics, love. You gain support by killing your detractors.
Hayley: [almost as if she is barking up at him] They may not like me very much, but these people, including Oliver, are my family. Let him go... Now!
Klaus: [to the onlookers] You see? There's your queen. Powerful... fearless, and unlike me, merciful.
[to: ]
Klaus: These people need to show you more respect. How you handle them now is up to you.
Hayley: Where are you going?
Klaus: I'm going to find the witch. Seems I need to educate her as to what she may or may not do in my city.

Hayley: [gasps] Are we hiking to Baton Rouge?
Jackson: Just a little bit further. You nervous?
Hayley: I'm not nervous. Although I should be. She is your grandmother. Hmm?
Jackson: [scoffs] She usually likes the girls I bring home.
Hayley: Oh, really? Hmm. Exactly how many girls have you brought to meet her?
Jackson: [chuckles] No, I've never brought anyone to meet her. So... you gotta make a good impression. She's got no one crazy to compare you with.
Hayley: I am great with old people. And babies. It's just the in-between that I suck at.

Klaus: [Esther and Dahlia turned into statues of ash] Seems we are officially orphans.

Davina: Something is coming.

Freya: People... forget the things you said. People forget the things you did. But no one ever forgets... the way you made them feel. Hayley Marshall... made me feel like I was part of a family. And when the realities of this life... became too much to bear, we shouldered them together. We laughed, we cried... When I failed, she lifted me up. And when I succeeded... she danced by my side. She did that for all of us. No one will ever be able to replace her... or feel the pain we feel at her loss. But we can honor her... with our actions... and with our words. We can love each other... the way she would have wanted us to love.

Lucien: Welcome to Mystic Falls! The place where it *all* began... Where Esther Mikaelson created the vampire species. Under the shade of the infamous white oak tree, she crafted the spell that turned each of her children. And I mean... to replicate that spell. I have everything I need to become what I *deserve* to be.
Vincent: [nods] You wanna become an Original.
Lucien: Do I look like the sort who'd settle for some shoddy Original model?
[grins, looks back at Freya]
Lucien: I intend to be an upgrade.
Freya: You're insane to think I'd ever help you craft any spell.
Lucien: Oh, no, no, you misunderstand. Vincent will handle the spell. From you... I need something...
[exhales deeply]
Lucien: a bit more intimate.
[bites her hand, and she screams]

Hayley: [about to go into action] Have I mentioned that I've had a rotten couple of months?
[eyes turn yellow]

Freya: Which is it? The kings or the knights? We need to decide... now!

Freya: [pores over map] Something isn't right.
Kol: Well, you said you put the prophecy to rest. So what's the worry?
Freya: I didn't sleep last night. I... had this feeling of dread. I don't know if it's my own guilt, or maybe it's my intuition telling me something's coming.
Kol: And what's this? Your early warning system?
Freya: This map is spelled to trace Niklaus' enemies. Lets just hope I'm being paranoid.

Hayley: [to the pack's refugees] Take any of the rooms on the first floor.
Klaus: Are we running a kennel now?
Hayley: I'll handle them.
Klaus: Our family is under siege. It is not the time for guests.
Hayley: If they're not with us, they're with the witches. You asked me to step up. This is me stepping up.
Klaus: Well, it seems I'm a good influence on you after all.

Aurora: Tristan, if I have to burn the world to drain the oceans, I will find you.

Hayley: [observing mock fight] Shouldn't you be out there playing Fight Club with the rest of the frat boys?
Jackson: No, that's just for pecking order. They already know who's the Alpha.

Sophie: Are you out of your mind? No way!
Rebekah: It's very simple. We need you to perform a teeny, tiny locator spell to help us find our brother.
Sophie: Witches who practice magic in this town get caught, and they get killed.
Klaus: Yes. About that. It seems you left out a crucial detail when we made our deal. Marcel's secret weapon, the way he knows when a witch is using magic.
Rebekah: Girl about
[gestures: ]
Rebekah: yay high, cute as a button, anger issues.
Sophie: [stammers] D-Davina? W-where have you seen her?
Rebekah: I don't know. The little brat erased my memory right after she threw me out the window with her bloody mind.
Klaus: Let me cut to the chase. Davina has Elijah. You witches, I assume, want to get Davina away from Marcel. We don't know where she is. Ergo, we need magic.
Sophie: Davina would sense it.
Rebekah: Unless, of course, another witch, say, a traitor to the cause, Katie, for example, were to perform much more powerful magic at the same time. That would create a smokescreen concealing your very small spell from Davina.
Sophie: Katie doesn't deserve to die.
Klaus: Sophie Deveraux...! You're in no position to be so principled. You can't win a war without a few strategic losses, no matter how regrettable they may be. How many times have the vampires been one step ahead, known something they shouldn't? Your sister... executed in the public square for practicing magic. Who knew she'd be caught. Did she even attempt to flee?
Sophie: She was caught hiding in the cargo hold of a freighter before it set sail down the Mississippi.
Klaus: And who, pray tell, in Marcel's valued inner circle, manages his business at the docks?
Sophie: [realizes] Katie's boyfriend Thierry.

Davina: You don't look so good. Those bites...
Mikael: [neck wounds not stopping him from training vigorously] Werewolf venom has to be purged, not acquiesced to.
Davina: What is that, like, a Viking bumper sticker?

Hayley: How much longer do we have?
Freya: Maybe an hour. Assuming they live that long.
Hayley: Do we have everything we need?
Freya: [bending down to place blood offerings at the candles placed at the ends of the seven-pointed star] Venom from the seven packs, along with Klaus' blood. Infused by my magic and magnified by the Dark Objects. It's gonna take all of my strength and more than a little luck, but it should be enough to fashion a cure to save my brothers.
Hayley: "Should?" What do you mean, "should"?

Hayley: So, are you gonna work on a rousing speech, or just get day-drunk?
Jackson: A little bit of both.
Hayley: Jack, it's 10am.

Hayley: The Hollow created the werewolf curse?
Davina: [nods] You bear the mark of the Crescent. So did she.
[Hayley's hand clutches her shoulder]
Davina: And her mother, who once cursed, became the first of the werewolves.
[Hayley exhales heavily]
Davina: The others fled, becoming the six other wolves you know today. But it was your line
[shakes her head]
Davina: that began it all, and yours alone that still has power over The Hollow.
Hayley: That's why she's been hunting Labonairs.
Hayley: [nods] The Hollow fears you. She wants you dead. And if you die, there's only one Labonair left.
Hayley: Hope.
Davina: You can protect your daughter, Hayley. But I need you to trust me.

The: [casting spell] I killed you once, Elijah. I won't hesitate to do so again!
[tosses him aside]

Jackson: [rescued Freya] She got jumped. Three vampires, all dressed like yuppies.
Hayley: The Strix.
Jackson: Yeah. She needs your blood.
Hayley: [bites into her own wrist, then holds the pulsating wound in front of Freya's mouth] You okay? Kinda hard to ignore it when someone needs your help.

Vincent: [inhaling his drink] What an aromatic Bordeaux!
Klaus: Well it was a challenge to find a good pairing. What wine goes well with treachery?

Elijah: [after the wedding] A lovely ceremony.
Hayley: It was. Thank you for being there.
Elijah: Well, the wolves are unified. Hope is safe.
[sighs]
Elijah: Everything is exactly as you intended.
[Hayley looks down]
Elijah: In the interest of maintaining the peace, I have decided to join Marcel in Algiers. I believe with the correct instruction and guidance, his community may well prosper.
Hayley: You're moving out?
Elijah: Hm.
Hayley: Elijah, this is your house.
Elijah: In my long, long life, I've called many places home, Hayley.
Hayley: I didn't know that Klaus would ask Jack and me to come live here, but that... doesn't mean that you have to leave.

Rebekah: [attacks traitor] I should rip out your coward heart!
Thierry: Wait, Rebekah! We made a deal to take out your brother, but at the end of the day, it's every man for himself.
Rebekah: [with loathing] I am so sick of self-serving narcissists!

Camille: [perusing crime scene photographs] Everyone of the victims have the same profile. Grew up rich, family's from old money. Successful educated white males living a playboy lifestyle.
Vincent: So it is one guy. Not a copycat.
Camille: Not just any guy. It's Lucien. I'd bet my degree on it. Which doesn't excuse your detective friend from stealing my laptop.

Roman: Hey, you didn't die. That's pretty cool. What happened?
Hope: [sighs] What happened is that I'm on my own as far as getting my mom back is concerned.

Marcel: Why didn't you tell me your sister's back in town?
Klaus: I thought it'd be more amusing for you to find out for yourself.
Marcel: Is there anything else I need to know?
Klaus: Only that she's grown considerably more insane in the last century.
Marcel: Or maybe that it was her who killed my guys.
Klaus: Doubtful. Unless that biker bar is frequented by small-town high school quarterbacks, I can't imagine she'd be interested.
Marcel: I don't have time for Mikaelson family drama. You're my guest. Keep your sister in line.
Klaus: I'd have greater chance of draining the Mississippi with a straw.

[Cami and Klaus are continuing the argument of whether or not she will turn]
Camille: My choice in this is the only thing I have left and no-one is taking that away from me. You need to get that.
Klaus: Camille, I am begging you. Don't leave me.

Marcel: Those Orphan Annie vampires are my family and this city is my home.

Klaus: [to hooded witch Madison] Well, maybe I'll find your sisters and feed them what's left of your insides!

Freya: [locator spell misfires] Damn it!
Hayley: So much for witch GPS.
Freya: I assumed that they'd cloak her. I didn't expect a spell this strong.
Elijah: No doubt conjured by the very witch who lured Rebekah into this trap.
Freya: You should all go. I have...
[sits down, wipes hair from eyes]
Freya: my work cut out for me.
Marcel: The Strix trust me. If they know where Rebekah is, I can find her.
Elijah: We don't have time. We need to stop Davina from activating Lucien and Tristan's weapon.
Marcel: [insists] We need to find Rebekah.
Elijah: Marcel, I will not rest until my sister is found.
Marcel: All right. Fine. I'll handle Davina.
Hayley: Well, in the meantime, please tell me we're gonna kill someone.
Elijah: Oh, we're gonna kill many... someones. But first, if we're to start a war, then let us determine where our allegiances lie.

Mikael: Although the blood of a fawn barely makes for good fodder,
[bares fangs]
Mikael: in times of need, even the devil eats flies!
[bites into Cami's throat]

Dahlia: [witch looks at baby Hope] I will only need a single drop of her blood,
[Klaus sighs impatiently by himself]
Dahlia: and then her power shall be mine also.
Klaus: What do you wanna do about Freya?
Dahlia: She served her purpose, so tonight, at the moon's apex, I'll end her life, and once our link is severed, the bond that I share with your daughter will become permanent.
Klaus: Let's get on with it, then.

Freya: [defying Dahlia] No! It's you who used me! For a thousand years! No more!

Camille: [while the Harvest witches receive offerings] Do you get any gifts?
Genevieve: What are you doing here?
Camille: I know I'm crashing, but it's you I came to see. Don't worry, I just wanna say my piece, and then I'll leave.
[offers red velvet box]
Camille: Here.
Genevieve: What is this?
Camille: An offering, from me. I know we have no reason to like each other, but I want to honor what Elijah has built--what my uncle worked for.
Genevieve: Oh. So this is about your uncle.
Camille: Like I said, I know you have no reason to help me. But Klaus said... a long time ago, you were cheated out of life, and if I can't help him if you can't help him, so will he. And so I'm asking you... Please.
[Genevieve opens the box]
Camille: Klaus said you were from this era, and I thought with your red hair...
[it's a turquoise hair brooch]
Genevieve: I had one just like this. Perhaps... I can help you.

Marcel: You know, I'm surprised your parents don't storm down here looking for you.
Hope: My Mom trusts me.
Marcel: Yeah. But your Dad's never trusted anyone in his life.
Hope: If he took care of you when you were little, why do you hate him? What did he do to you?
Marcel: [sighs] Your Dad, he raised me. He made me who I am. Now, you ask if I hate him, well.. It's hard to hate the person who made you what you are. You just end up hating yourself. The truth is, I would like to hate your Dad, I really would. It would make things a lot easier. But, uh...
[inhales deeply]
Marcel: You can't hate someone who you loved for so long.
[Hope listens attentively]

Elijah: I asked you to cease these petty moves against our family, and yet you conspire with this fool. Is this what it's come to? Making moves against your own blood?
Rebekah: Don't you try to shame me. Nik grows more powerful by the day, and you do nothing but encourage him.
Elijah: I offer him my counsel because it is clear to me that he means to make the city our home. Now, perhaps, leading these
[exasperated sigh]
Elijah: derelicts will curb some of these impulses, grant him some degree of happiness.
Rebekah: You always talk of Nik's happiness, but for a thousand years, he's always robbed me of any chance of my own. What about me, Elijah? Am I not a concern for you?
Elijah: We all make our sacrifices in the name of this family, Rebekah, but know this. I will never stand against you or Niklaus.
Rebekah: What about Hayley? Nothing I conspire to do, none of my treachery, will harm this family as much as your feelings for her. You're a hypocrite, Elijah! You would choose love over family, and then condemn me for doing the same.
[storms off]

Klaus: When I order werewolves to be hunted to extinction, I expect you to stand to the side and let the blood flow.
Elijah: How delightfully democratic of you.

Rebekah: [Marcel tries to comfort her] Don't. You made your choice. You and Klaus are best friends again. You relinquished your right to touch me.

Genevieve: New Orleans is full of ghosts. Our dead are always here hovering. When supernatural creatures die, they're doomed to spend eternity alone watching the world go on without them. Of course, that's not the case for the ancestral witches. We linger in a different way. Consecrated in the Earth, replenishing its power.
Davina: What about humans?
Genevieve: Some find peace. Some... don't. I have to make an appearance at the priest's wake. You three head back to the lycée. Take some time to think about the spirits who might still be walking alongside you.
[two leave]
Monique: I don"t know why we're supposed to care about Kieran O"Connell.
Genevieve: We care because when a pillar of our community passes, Monique, you call a cease fire and pay respects.
Monique: Or you just wanna see Klaus. You two are getting cozy.
Genevieve: I need the Mikaelsons to trust me so I can get close enough.
Monique: To kill their baby?
Genevieve: [sigh] To fulfil my obligation to our ancestors. Go home, Monique.

Hayley: Of course I tried to call you, Elijah, but since Dahlia was able to take down Klaus and Mikael, I'm guessing that a cellphone tower was a piece of cake.
Elijah: And where were the wolves who stood guard?
Hayley: Getting their asses handed to them by Dahlia just like Klaus did.
Klaus: [enters] That's it! You're coming with me to the compound.
Hayley: Where Dahlia send Josephine this morning. No way! We'd be sitting ducks just like we will be here as soon as that spell breaks. Which is why we have to go. Jackson is out getting supplies. And then we're taking the wolves and we're headed to the bayou.
Klaus: The swamp. So my child can be protected by the very wolves Dahlia so easily defeated. Absolutely not!
Hayley: You know, I am so over taking advice from you, Klaus. All it has done so far is put Hope in danger. From now on, I am gonna do all I wanna do. We're leaving!
Klaus: [grabs her] You're not going anywhere unless I tell you to.
Hayley: I am not your prisoner, Klaus!
Elijah: Both of you, please... We're playing into Dahlia's hands.
Klaus: Not doing as I say... plays into her hands! While you two have been kowtowing to Freya and devising ways to flee with your tail between your legs, I've been forging a new path. I know what Freya was planning. And I know how to kill Dahlia.

Elijah: You listen very carefully. I told a good friend that I'd do my very best to spare the lives of her people. You leave now and I will do my very best to honor that. Stay and the situation becomes irrefutably awkward.

Camille: I'm beginning to think your sister is a bit of a bitch.
Klaus: [chuckles] It's as though she invented the term.

Agnes: Witches don't talk outta school in the Quarter. The vampires won't allow it. Those are the rules. I don't break Marcel's rules.
Klaus: Marcel's rules? Where do you suppose I might find Marcel?

Hayley: If this thing is so powerful it can't be destroyed, why bring us here? Why tell us all of this?
Davina: The Ancestors needed you to know.
Klaus: Please inform the Ancestors that they're a colossal waste of my time. I've been alive a thousand years and I've never met anything I couldn't kill. We will defeat this pathetic phantom as well.
Hayley: It was her tribe that turned her into this thing. Her family should have stopped it.
Davina: You don't think they tried? All they wanted was to undo what their magic did.

Klaus: [to Elijah] Day one with you in charge, brother; and already the witch linked to Hayley has been abducted by zealots.

Klaus: You reject the bracelet. You're throwing Elijah around!
Hope: To stop the voices!
Klaus: What?
Hope: Ever since I took the power back, the *whispers*...
[vehemently shakes her head]
Hope: I can't think. I can't sleep. I can't even breathe. But right now, it's silent. Is this the rest of my life? A rage that can only be quieted by violence?
Klaus: Hope, if violence is what you need to feel better,
[shakes his head]
Klaus: then you have the perfect father.

Klaus: How pathetic you've become. Explosives, Marcellus. Really? I should've known it was you who detonated those bombs in the Bayou.
Marcel: The docks, that was me. I got the detonators from Francesca. Why don't you ask her about the bayou bombing.
Klaus: Lies, and distractions...
Marcel: I never went after Hayley! I'm not a monster, Klaus! I'm not you.

Hayley: [Jackson and Aiden fighting] Are you guys done? This macho stuff is cute and all, but don't make me come out there and kick both your asses.

Jackson: [to the assembled Crescent wolf pack] All right, everybody, listen up!
Hayley: I wanna thank you all for staying with us. Protecting us. For the past few weeks, each one of you has shown me more kindness than I have ever known. Despite hardships and tragedy... you've all become the family that I always wanted. You're my pack.
[nods]
Hayley: But I can't let you risk your lives any more than you already have. The witch is coming.
[thunder rumbles]
Hayley: She's powerful, and she's not gonna stop. Jack and I will be better off taking Hope and
[shakes her head]
Hayley: getting as far away as we can... alone. I want you to know how... grateful I am for everything that you have offered me. Us.
[shakes her head]
Hayley: But I can't be your queen anymore.
Jackson: [as the whole pack kneels in front of Hayley] You'll always be their queen.

Rebekah: [about Cami] Stop fooling yourself, Marcel. She's comfort food. Something to distract you from what you really want which after all these years is impossible to deny because I'm standing right in front of you.

Camille: We've talked about the artist wanting to control his demons. Do you think he ever did?
Klaus: Some demons will not be tamed.
Camille: Maybe we just do the best we can... and never give up.
[looks troubled]
Camille: Oh. I'm feeling tired.
[gasps]
Klaus: Camille...
Camille: [she grabbed him by the shoulders to steady herself] It's funny... Even though we're so different... I feel like I've always known you. Maybe that's because I've been in your mind... or maybe that's just how you know you love someone.
[smiles bravely]
Klaus: I do love you, you know.
Camille: [stares at him as it dawns on her] I thought you were gonna tell me that tomorrow.
[sobs, shakes her head]
Camille: I really don't have another tomorrow, do I?
[he looks into her eyes]
Camille: The noise... the people...
[sniffles]
Camille: Will you make it go away?
[panics]
Camille: No, Klaus? What's that? What's happening?
Klaus: Your heart is still beating. You're fighting... because you want to live.
Camille: [exhales, sobs] I wanted to be brave. I wanted to handle this with dignity... but I... I... I can't! I... I don't want to go! I'm so scared...!
Klaus: [as she sobs] I'm here. I'm here.
Camille: So much... for the brave bartender, huh?
[breathes heavily]
Camille: When I said I was... ready to die, I was full of it.
[chuckles nervously]
Camille: I just wish I had... done more than to serve a few drinks and fail completely as your... your therapist.
Klaus: Don't you think for a *moment* that you failed me! You stayed my hand... quelled my rage. You inspired goodness in me... and unlike all of the souls I've encountered and forgotten in the long march of time... I will carry you with me.
Camille: [sniffles] I guess that makes me immortal.

Camille: I'm... attracted to the wrong kind of guy. I know, tale as old as time.

Hayley: Remind me to annihilate your brother once you're healthy.
Elijah: [fighting his fever] Yes... Remind me to remind you to get in line.

Klaus: [upset, after watching Marcel execute Jane-Anne] What was that?
Marcel: Hey, come walk with me. The witches aren't allowed to do magic her. She broke the rules.
Klaus: I told you I wanted to talk to her!
Marcel: Hey, I'm sorry. I got caught up in the show. Those witches, they think that they still have power in this town. I have to show them that they don't. I never waste an opportunity for a show of force. Another lesson that I learned from you. And besides, anything that you could've gotten outta her, I can find out for you, and I will. I promise.

Kol: [she had stood in the middle of the road] You're lucky I didn't turn you into the world's blondest roadkill.
Rebekah: And you're lucky I didn't crush your car like a toy, you selfish prat!

[first lines]
Freya: [brought into the woods, with her hands tied] After all that flirtation, this is your idea of a first date?
Lucien: [giggles] Think of it as a date with destiny, love.

Marcel: [to Rebekah] If you think that I'd ever in a thousand years do anything to hurt you, then you got me confused with Klaus.

Camille: [the camera pans over the Quarter and shows civilians in Mardi Gras gear partying below] This is a city of death. Fires, floods. To say nothing of the violence we do to each other. We may laissez les bon temps rouler, but really we've turned life into one big party to distract ourselves from a single, unavoidable truth
[the scene changes to Cami looking out of the window taking in the festive scene below]
Camille: We're all going to die.

Antoinette: [has no Daylight Ring] Hmm. I prefer the purity of night.

Vincent: Ivy, there are hateful people, and then there's psychopaths. Emmett strikes me as the latter.
Ivy: That might be true, but no matter what the night may hold, remember that dawn is always right around the corner.
Vincent: You always manage to find the light in the darkness, huh?
Ivy: There's always beauty to be seen. You just have to focus on what's right in front of you.
Vincent: [stares at Ivy] I'm focused.
Ivy: I think it suits you.

Rebekah: [after earthquake] Hey. What kind of game do you think you're playing? I said disrupt the household, not destroy the whole city.
Davina: [shakes her head] I didn't do it. Not on purpose. I... I don't know what's wrong with me.

Rebekah: [back in her own body, sits next to her slain witch body, muttering by herself:] Not only did you slit my throat, you stole my bloody phone.
Aya: [entering] Hello, Rebekah.
Rebekah: Aya. Of course. Elijah's little protégé. Let me guess, you were tasked with finding my original body. You couldn't do your job. So you did this to my other one to lure me out. Clever, but ill-advised. You see, I needed that body. And now you owe me a hell of a lot more than an apology.
Aya: I don't owe you anything. I'm here to claim the unattended Mikaelson. I only have chains enough for one of you.
Rebekah: Is that all you brought?
Aya: I met your special friend. Marcel Gerard. Been amusing getting to know him.
[flippantly: ]
Aya: Maybe I'll send him one of your heads as a souvenir.
Rebekah: Enough of the idle chit-chat. Are you gonna throw the first punch or what?
Aya: Respect to my elders. You first.

Elijah: [to Davina] You know, difficulties aside, I value my family above everything. I am sorry that yours failed you.

Klaus: You stay here with your wolves and mind the fort.
Hayley: I'd rather rip your mother's head off.
Klaus: Stay clear of her. I mean it, Hayley. She already got to you once. What would happen if Elijah were to wake and find you a victim of her madness?
Hayley: I won't go after her. I promise.
[looks: ]
Hayley: I've learned a few things from your mother. I won't go after her. I'll go after everything that she loves.

Hayley: I asked around the Quarter about my family
Jane: And?
Hayley: Nothing. Zero. I can't find a single person who remembers them.
Jane: Because, Hayley, people like you were run out of here years ago.
Hayley: [unsure now] What do you mean: "people like me"?

Camille: I slept like a baby every night this week. Even though my brother hacked nine priests to death, not two feet from this confessional. A guy I've been seeing, Marcel, has been blowing me off. Whatever. I've been on two dates with the guy, and I'm more upset about that than seeing 'murderer' scrawled across my brother's grave.

Lenore: My beautiful girl... My firstborn...
Freya: [snarls] Touch me, and I will use these chains to strangle you!
Klaus: Yes, well, now that we have the pleasantries out the way, let's begin, shall we?

Hayley: [they're about to go in] Are you okay?
Freya: Yeah.
[chuckles]
Freya: I never thought twice about fighting or dying for family before. But now with Keelin...
Hayley: Now you have someone you're afraid you're not gonna make it home to. You will make it home, Freya.
[nods]
Hayley: I got your back.
Freya: [nods, and as her ally turns to enter that door:] Hayley... I know we haven't always seen eye to eye, but... Well, I suppose family rarely does.
[they prepare to enter]

Camille: Klaus should be back by now.
Vincent: He's got a lot of witch weapons to pack up, not to mention all the pride he's gone have to swallow.
Camille: You don't actually feel sorry for him, do you?
Vincent: Hell, no. But you got to admit, you poked a real irritable bear. Things are gonna be different between you two.
Camille: I know Klaus better than anyone outside of his family. Using that knowledge is a risk to get what I want? Then I'll take that risk!
Vincent: Okay, well, here's the thing. Klaus let you into his life because he trusted you. That girl never would have stolen the one thing under the sun that can kill him.
Camille: That girl is dead!

Hayley: [trite] You must be the all-powerful super-witch Davina. And let's not forget Josh, newbie vampire way out of his element, voted most likely to die next.

Elijah: I will fight for my family until my last breath.
Davina: And I'll fight the witches until mine.

Freya: [returning home with night's boyfriend in tow] Nightcap? You'll find bourbon on basically every horizontal surface.
Tourist: Or... we could skip to the fun part.
[Freya chuckles and kisses him]
Klaus: [arriving] Freya! It is *about* time you brought a gentleman home to meet the family.
[to the guy: ]
Klaus: I'm Freya's brother. And you are? No, don't tell me. Let me guess. Brad? Chad? Brody? Let's go with Brody. What are your intentions for my sister? Shall we discuss a dowry?
[starts hybrid transformation]
Tourist: Bro, what the...
Klaus: Leave. Now.
[as guy runs off,: ]
Klaus: He was drunk. No one will believe his story.
Freya: Not three months ago, you utterly despised me. Now you're playing protective brother.
[smiles]
Klaus: I'm sure you're quite capable of protecting yourself from the scourge of fraternity row. I need you to perform a locator spell. Hayley's missing.

Klaus: [to Marcel] Are you out of your mind, or has The Hollow stolen it from you again?

Klaus: [as the lead acolyte is about to commence with the child sacrifices] Enough with this circus of sadists!
[throws knife]

Hope: An ancient bad-boy vampire with a damaged soul. How positively...
Roman: Literary?
Hope: Cliché!
Roman: Oh... Ouch!

Freya: [Auroras body still lies wrapped up in a sheet] The serum. There's no trace of it in her. We need to warn Klaus.
Elijah: [holds up cellphone] He's not answering
Freya: All right. The power I stole from the Ancestors,
[shakes her head]
Freya: it was enough to deal with Lucien,
[shakes her head]
Freya: but if that power has faded... if Marcel takes that serum and becomes the beast foretold in the prophecy
[shakes her head]
Freya: I won't be able to stop him.

Klaus: My sister was right. You do look stunning.
Camille: You cleaned up pretty well yourself.
Klaus: Wll, don't be fooled love. I'm the devil in disguise.

Hayley: [re the Oriental man she has tied to a chair] You might remember him from that pretentious excuse for a party?
Marcel: Shen Min. Eight hundred years old. According to Tristan, he was a torture consultant for Genghis Khan.
Hayley: I don't care if he was a Gemini who loves long walks on the beach, Marcel, why was he following me?

Genevieve: [likely suspect turned out to be innocent] So am I in the clear, Elijah? Or is there a new conspiracy you two would like to threaten me over?
Elijah: Nothing springs to mind at this precise moment.
Genevieve: Oh, gee, thanks. I have to get back to the girls.
[to: ]
Genevieve: Perhaps tomorrow after the funeral, you and I could... spend some time together. Alone.
Klaus: [coolly] I suppose we'll have to see.
[Genevieve sighs, leaves]
Elijah: You tell me you've designed a stronger method to control the witch than playing hard to get.
Klaus: Well, I've always been partial to the classics.

Davina: You're the one they call honorable.
Elijah: Yes, that's what they call me. And yet, I followed my brother here to New Orleans to engage in a war. So, I ask you, does that sound honorable to you?

Freya: There may be a way to save them.
Klaus: Then I will move the world to make it so.
Freya: I need time.
Klaus: You think I should stand trial before that death-dealing mob?
Freya: Well, that's the easy part. In order to save your family, you need to come out of that trial alive.

Klaus: Your people need a leader. You are their queen.
Hayley: I... am a mess! I cry all day, I feed all night. All I can think about is how much I miss my daughter.
Klaus: Do you think you're alone in that pain?
Hayley: Have you even thought about her once?
Klaus: I have not stopped... thinking about her. When it pains me, I seek comfort in the idea of what I would do to those that harm her.

Rebekah: [bursting in] You lied to me. Where's my brother?
Marcel: Hello to you too.
[introducing: ]
Marcel: Cami, Rebekah. Rebekah, Cami.
Rebekah: [sneering] I see you still have a thing for blondes.
Camille: Hey...!
Rebekah: [grabs Marcel, pins him against wall] Tell me where Elijah is!
Camille: What the hell is going on?
Rebekah: Tell me where he is or I will kill you!
Marcel: [senses Rebekah still cares about him] No, you won't.
Rebekah: [softly] Perhaps you're right.
[grabs Cami by throat]
Rebekah: But I will kill her!
[Cami gasps for air]
Marcel: Let her go! You won. I'll take you to see Elijah.
Camille: [chokes, gasps after being let go] What the hell are you people?
Marcel: It's okay. Go home. Forget all this, and just know that I will make it up to you. I promise.
[to: ]
Marcel: You wanna see Elijah? Fine! Follow me.

Kol: [suffering from werewolf bite] You know, maybe it's fair that you and I pay for what we've done to Davina.
Freya: Hey,
[shakes her head]
Freya: Davina didn't want revenge, okay?
Kol: Just put me out of my misery! At least put me to bloody sleep!

Hope: [as Klaus is about to stake his own heart] Dad! What's going on here?
Klaus: [yelling at Elijah] Get her out of the way!
Elijah: [to Klaus] Your death is not the answer.
Hope: Death? What are you talking about?

Rebekah: [on her cellphone] New Orleans? What the hell is Klaus doing there?
Elijah: Evidently there are witches conspiring against him. So, knowing our brother, this was a mission to silence and slaughter.

Roman: So, your blood turns werewolves into vampire Hybrids?
Hope: Hmm. And my kiss turns princes into frogs. Maybe. The theory remains untested.
Roman: [scoots nearer on leather couch] It must have been so lonely keeping your life a secret all this time.
Klaus: [angrily calling] Hope!
Hope: You have to go! He will literally wear your spine as a necklace! Leave!
[Rowan darts away]
Klaus: [appears] Please tell me it isn't true. *What* have you done with your mother?

Rebekah: [lying on examination table, still impaled by the spike] What the hell are you doing, you ruthless bitch?
Genevieve: Poor Rebekah. You should rest. You're looking a little piqued. Of course, that's only to be expected, given the amount of werewolf venom in your system. How did you like that wolf-boy, by the way? I thought he seemed like your type. Trashy and willing.
Rebekah: If I weren't so bloody sick, I'd rip your head off!

Lucien: [re Detective Kinney] That's a nasty wound. He'll bleed out if it's not treated. Tick tock, Camille!

Klaus: [after reminiscing, plops down on chair] Well, he wasn't good enough for you.
Rebekah: No one was ever good enough for me, Nik. You made sure of that. Now, where's Elijah?
[Klaus' cell-phone rings, he checks, gets up]
Rebekah: Where are you going?
Klaus: It appears the night is not quite over yet. I'm up for another drink with Marcel.
Rebekah: Elijah told me you're planning to take apart Marcel's empire piece by piece. I don't remember it involving you two drinking New Orleans dry together.
Klaus: I know you don't have many friends, Rebekah, but what some friends do when they get together is drink. When they drink, they tell secrets. Marcel has somehow found a way to control the entirety of witches in the Quarter, and I aim to uncover the hows so I might take it for myself. Finding Elijah didn't make my to-do list today.
[walks off, turns back, smiles thinly]
Klaus: Oh, and welcome home, little sister.
[leaves, closes door]
Rebekah: [looks up at Hayley sitting at top of stairs] You, wolf-girl.
[Hayley gets up]
Rebekah: I'm gonna search this house inch by inch until I find out what my evil brother has done to my good one. You'll help me.

Antoinette: Not big on audiences. So, if you don't want to die, you'd better run.
Elijah: [seeing another killer] I thought I was the only one.

Klaus: Once upon a time, there was a wolf king who fought a war for the most precious treasure in all the kingdom... His beautiful, little Princess... But victory came at a price... Allies lost... New enemies made... And so the wolf king stood alone. Happily ever after it was not, but sometimes even the worst endings are not really endings at all...
Klaus: And you should know, my littlest wolf, that, even when all seems burnt to ash, in our story, there is always another chapter to be told.

Hayley: [with her head out the window, yelling at noisy revelers] Hey! It's not Jazz Fest! Some of us have toddlers that need to sleep!
[jeering, they respond by continuing their noise, and baby Hope adds to the caterwauling]
Jackson: You all right?
Hayley: [sighs] She was having a very nice nap, until that stupid music woke her up. How
[shakes her head]
Hayley: am I supposed to live with all this noise?
Jackson: You're just sensitive. We spent six months as wolves in the bayou. We've been back a day. I think it's okay to take a minute to adjust.
Hayley: Easy for you to say, you're not half vampire. Everything for me is heightened. It's not just the noise. I'm claustrophobic. My skin is crawling. I'm irritable. I'm hungry.
[baby Hope cries incessantly]
Hayley: I wanted to be with her so badly and now I am, and I just feel... off.
Jackson: I mean, you gotta let it out. Look, if talking won't cut it, I got an idea that will.
[picks up cellphone]
Hayley: What are you doing?
Jackson: Calling Freya to babysit. This unpacking can wait... right? I'm taking Mommy out for the day.

Klaus: You left without my offering.
Genevieve: Your vampires ruined my party.
Klaus: Well, they're not my vampires anymore, love. Although Marcel certainly took a page out of my book of dramatic effect. Look, I owed Davina some consolation because I killed her first love. I do try to make up for my wrongdoings as with our little quarrel earlier. So, here,
[offers gift box with a smile]
Klaus: I picked it out earlier tonight. A friend of yours gave me a hand.
Genevieve: What friend was that?
Klaus: Well, open it, see for yourself.
[lifts lid to reveal the severed hands of her underling then smirks]
Klaus: Did you really think I would leave my mother's grimoire unprotected?
Genevieve: A century ago I dreamed of what it would be like to know you. Now I'm glad I didn't. I might have been naive enough to fall for you or fear you, but I've learned a lot in death. And trust me, Klaus Mikaelson, it's you who should be afraid of me.
[walks away]
Klaus: It's a pity. I will miss the sex.
Genevieve: Your friend Cami showed up tonight. Her offering was quite sweet.
[shows off the turquoise brooch adorning her hair]
Genevieve: So I gave her hope that I would lift Kieran's hex. But there is no hope. Or if there was, there isn't now.
Klaus: If the priest dies, then believe me, you will follow swiftly after him.
Genevieve: [chuckles] It will be foolish of you to kill me, a potential ally, in defense of some powerless human who is, by the way, sleeping with your enemy Marcel.

Rebekah: All right, then. Simple bit of witchy business. How difficult can it be?
Vincent: Remember, the hard part was Eva linking herself to the kids. And now it's your body, you just gotta... do the unlinking yourself. Read what I wrote, abracadabra, link severed.
Rebekah: Lovely. Here's hoping I don't turn us all into a horde of bullfrogs.

Freya: [over tea] I'm here because of a spell that Dahlia cast. Placing me in a deep sleep for a century. Only to then wake for a single year of life. I've repeated this cycle for hundreds of years. Started as a way for us to stay young... and beautiful. She said that if a witch can't be immortal, this was the next best thing. But in time... I realized that all her stories were paired with lies.
Vincent: The way you're speaking of her...
[shakes his head]
Vincent: you're saying that Dahlia's still alive.
Freya: She doesn't just live. She hunts. I've fled from her long ago and I've been running ever since. To Dahlia... any act of betrayal is punishable by death.
[puts down her teacup]
Freya: Dahlia is my cross to bear. She has no grudge against anyone but me.
Vincent: Did she ever speak to you about the curse she placed on this family? The one that says she can take the first-born of every generation.
Freya: Yes. But why should that concern you? Our siblings are vampires. There are no first-borns for her to take.
Vincent: Niklaus. The hybrid. He had a daughter.
Freya: [this news is a revelation, and her hand goes to the cristal amulet at her throat] Where is she?
Vincent: He has her hidden. Our mother filled my head with the terror of what would happen to all of us if that child had lived, and I've been searching for her, but she's been impossible to find.
Freya: Nothing is impossible to find, Finn. As powerful as you are, I found you. I'll need wormwood and ripple weed and a few other items.
[picks up caterpillar]
Freya: I've come to understand a hard lesson in our time apart. You have to let some things die...
[her hand closes over the caterpillar, and she crushes it]
Freya: so that others... might live...
[hand opens, releases beautiful butterfly]

Klaus: [alone on the balcony] I assume Elijah told you. So, you understand why I prefer to be alone.
Hayley: He's hurting, too, Klaus. More than you know.
Klaus: And had it been our daughter's heart, would you still defend him?
Hayley: Don't use Hope.
Klaus: [softly] Marcel was a son to me.
Hayley: Freya showed me what Elijah saw. The prophecies haven't been wrong once.
[Klaus rushes past her]
Hayley: Klaus, after everything that you have done, all the people that you've threatened, tortured, killed, all the pain that you have put him through, he has always forgiven you. You have to forgive him.
Klaus: [considers that a long time, then:] You sound like Camille.

Rebekah: [on cell-phone, to Marcel] You know, I never much thought about dying. One of the perks of being immortal, I guess. What an odd thing it is to be here one minute and gone the next. Rather terrifying.
Marcel: Rebekah...
Rebekah: You need to run... Marcel. When the moon reaches its apex, Klaus will be free, and he will do to you what he is going to do to me, only worse. Go... now and don't look back.

Camille: I love you, I just needed you to know
Klaus: [catching a collapsing Camille in his arms] I can tell you I love you tomorrow, you're not dying today.

Marcel: [looking out over the city] Look at that skyline, huh? That there, that's progress. More hotels, more tourists, more fresh blood. And the humans? I taught them to look the other way.
Klaus: And what of the witches? In my time, they were a force to be reckoned with, and now they live in fear. How do you know when they're using magic?
Marcel: Maybe I got a secret weapon, an ace up my sleeve; something that gives me complete control over all the magic in this town.
Klaus: Hmm? Is that a fact?
Marcel: Might be. Maybe I'm just bluffing.

Rebekah: Well, isn't this lovely? Fresh air. Birds are singing in the trees. Perfect day to dig up Mommy Dearest's corpse.

Freya: Locator spells in twelve ancient languages? I thought you weren't allowed to do magic outside of the classroom.
Hope: Catch-up reading.
[chuckles self-consciously]
Hope: I'm trying to make up for being suspended.
Freya: Mm-hmm.
Hope: Keep my grades up.

Hayley: Klaus, it's too dangerous. Let me come with you.
Klaus: I think not. Besides, I'm the one they want.
[now sees Hayley in a different light]
Klaus: Some time ago, I refused to trust you with our daughter. I took you... from Hope. I was wrong.
[his hand on the side of her neck]
Klaus: Take care of her.
[and then he's on his way]

Sophie: [released Cami after having sneaked up on her and putting her hand on her mouth] Are you okay?
Camille: No, I'm not okay. I just got body-slammed across the bar by some... maniac shaman.
[panting for breath]
Camille: Sophie, I know the truth. I know you're a witch. You... need to stop him.
Sophie: [glances back at bar, shakes her head] Whoever's in there, is a little above my pay-grade.
[phone buzzes, she checks]
Sophie: But I got a call from someone I think can help.

Davina: I like the classics. Puccini, Bach, Mozart. I took piano. Not that it matters while I'm stuck here.
Josh: Why not?
Davina: Marcel is worried that someone could hear. It's not his fault, he just... wants to keep me safe.
Josh: Safe from what?
Davina: Basically, a coven of psycho witches wants to sacrifice me in a blood ritual.
Josh: Oh... wow... Okay. Uh, I'm sorry?
Davina: Don't be. I'm gonna destroy them all. And once they're gone, everything will be back to normal. I'll have my old life back.
[smiles]

Mikael: Let me hazard a guess. You are one of these alienists, right?
Camille: Actually, we're called therapists, and you could do with some couch time.

Camille: No offense, but I'm not sure I follow why you've invited me here.
Klaus: Because I enjoy your company and I sense you have the capacity for understanding someone of my... complexity. You see, I returned to New Orleans to investigate a threat posed against me. What I found was a young woman, pregnant, in need of protection. My brother, always the do-gooder, tried to manipulate me into helping her. He thought it might redeem me.
Camille: [analyzing him] I don't believe in evil as a diagnosis. I think you have unstable personal relationships, stress-related paranoia, chronic anger issues, and fear of abandonment. I think you could benefit from talking to someone professionally.
Klaus: I think I prefer to talk to you. So, I'm going to offer you a job as my stenographer.
Camille: Okay. What am I writing?
Klaus: My memoirs, of course. Someone should know my story. And it will give us time to discuss other riveting subjects, like your handsome suitor: Marcel.
Camille: [affronted] Excuse me? My private life is...
Klaus: Your private life is, as it turns out, essential to my plans. You see, Marcel wants you. and because of that, he will trust you, which serves me. The thing is the French Quarter is on the verge of war. On the one side there's me and on the other, Marcel; along with a very powerful witch and an army of vampires.
Camille: [suddenly scared] What?
Klaus: [compelling her] You're frightened... Don't be.
Camille: [calmly] I'm not cared anymore. That's amazing. How did you?
Klaus: It's called compulsion. It's a neat bit of vampire trickery. I'll tell you all about it. But first, let's talk a little more about Marcel.

Davina: [re The Hollow] She was powerful enough to bring me back from the dead. Kol, you have no idea what we're up against.

Rebekah: [cannot enter] Invite me in!
Marcel: Gotta ask the lady of the house! Davina... come on out, sweetheart.
[as the young girl comes forward]
Marcel: Invite her in.
Davina: Come in.
[Rebekah enters, opens the coffin, tries to pull the dagger from Elijah]
Davina: I wouldn't do that.
Rebekah: Who the hell are you?
Davina: [to Marcel] She's an Old One, isn't she?
Marcel: Yeah. Rebekah is an Original. Which means she cannot be killed.
Davina: She doesn't seem very nice.
Marcel: She can be. But she hasn't been very nice to me tonight.
Davina: [to Rebekah] Then I'm afraid it's time for you to leave.
[her spell bounces Rebekah out of the room]

Hayley: You're gonna see Sophie.
Elijah: You don't have to eavesdrop. I keep nothing from you.
Hayley: Yeah, well, I don't wanna keep anything from you either. And if you're going to see Sophie, then... there is something you should know. She called me, and asked me for a favor. She promised me that she would help break the curse that Marcel put on my people in exchange for information.
[loses: ]
Hayley: I didn't think anything of it, but then Davina started doing those pictures of Celeste...
Elijah: [holds up his hand] Whatever this is, you have to tell me.
Hayley: [comes nearer] Sophie wanted to find Celeste's remains. So... I... went through your journals, and I found out where you buried her, and then I told her.
[shakes her head]
Hayley: I know it was stupid and it was snoopy and I should have just asked you.
[Elijah is silent]
Hayley: Please say something. Please.
Elijah: [scoffs] She wanted to be left in peace. When a witch's remains are consecrated, that power fuels the rest of the community. Celeste did not want her remains to be found. She made me promise to bury her where she would not be found. You not only violated my trust, you have broken my promise to her.
Hayley: [tearfully, voice shaking] I thought they were just bones, Elijah.
Elijah: If you truly believed that, why didn't you ask me where to find her?

Freya: I need a strand of your hair. I'm working on an early warning system. Lucien has all the witch ancestors in New Orleans on his side. I need to know if they try to magically interfere with any one of you.
Elijah: Freya, when I said "No rest for the wicked", I certainly didn't expect you to...
Freya: I'm up against centuries of dead witches, who are, apparently, now strong enough to reach beyond the grave and shake the entire city on its foundation. I'll rest once I send them all running back to hell.

Lucien: A barrier spell. How delicious.
[tests it out, it holds him out]
Lucien: I do appreciate a bit of spice being thrown into the hunt. It's never as fun if the quarry just rolls over and offers its neck, is it?
Freya: I can keep this up as long as I need to.
Lucien: [kneels down across from her, sighs] I don't doubt it, you little minx.
[stands up]
Lucien: Never mind. I have waited a thousand years, I can wait a tad longer. I'm gonna enjoy making this last a *long* time.

Rebekah: Now, because of Nik's spite, I'm once again built to take life, not to create it.

Elijah: She's not safe here. You have to take Hayley to the plantation house until all this is over.
Rebekah: Are you worried about Hayley, or whether or not you can trust me?
Elijah: It's precisely because I trust you that I'm asking you to do this.
Rebekah: Here's a novel idea. Why don't you let Hayley decide for herself? Why are you dictating her fate?
Elijah: You know why.
Rebekah: Then perhaps you should take her yourself.
Elijah: Well, then that would make me the very hypocrite that you've accused me of being. Rebekah, I cannot legislate my feelings. My actions, however...
[gently takes her hand]
Elijah: So would you kindly do this for me?
Rebekah: You know the mama wolf loves to be told what to do. She's not gonna like it... but I will do it for you. If only to end this silly quarrel between the two of us.

Sophie: [to the approaching vampires, sarcastically as she stands by the candle memorial] I'm praying to my dead sister. Go ahead, pay your respects!

Rebekah: [re Elijah not showing up to give away the bride] I'm sure he would be here if he could.
Freya: Yeah, maybe we were expecting too much.
Rebekah: Well, it's time. No one deserves this more than you.

Klaus: [Furious] I have killed many, many people for far less than what you've done.
Camille: What do you want me to say, Klaus? Thank you for not killing me?
Klaus: You're in the throes of a metamorphosis you cannot possibly comprehend, one that has clearly impaired your judgment.
Camille: I may not yet know who I am or what I am, but I do know I will never live in fear of anyone again. Ever.
Klaus: You could've trusted me.
[storms off]
Camille: Klaus...
[he slams the door]

Hayley: If I died and someone threw a party, I would be so pissed.
Elijah: You almost did. In a thousand years, I can't recall a time I've ever felt so... frightened.
Hayley: Elijah...
[they kiss]

Klaus: [letter to his daughter, Hope] My dearest Hope, I do not know how this will find you. As a child full of wonder, a teenager full of opinions, or as a woman with the world at her feet. I write to tell you I love you, and to explain that in our family's darkest hour, I was called upon to save my siblings, and so I did. Please do not mourn me, whatever pain I endure, I do so in service of those I love. My sole regret, is that I will be away from you. Be good to your mother. I draw comfort knowing that she will protect you. And I know she will not rest until our family is united. Until then, my sacrifice will allow you to grow. To become the beautiful daughter I can now only imagine. Please remember you are the legacy this family has always desired. The promise we fought to protect. You are, and always will be, our Hope.

Camille: [to Klaus, re Lucien] Who's the dirtbag eyeing me like I'm a rack of lamb, old friend?

Hayley: [Jack is about to get a dagger in his throat] I trust him, Klaus! You're not gonna kill him! Unless you wanna go through me!

Keelin: You just
[gasps]
Keelin: waved your hand, and his brain melted?
Freya: That's what happens when people annoy me.

Klaus: [to Hope] This city would have seen you dead, but I will have it your home. And every soul who wishes you harm will be struck down, just as sure as my blood runs in your veins, you will return to me.

Elijah: [pulled the dagger out of Rebekah, and she gasps for air] Hello, sister.
Rebekah: Tell me I didn't miss Christmas.

Camille: Am I supposed to fear you too?
Klaus: It will be better for you if you did. For you to believe I am the monster that they would paint me as. And then one day, when all of this was past... I might find you and profess my innocence. And because you're you, you would believe me. And we would pass the perfect afternoon... In a corner café together.
[his hand on her cheek]
Klaus: And I would wish for nothing more.
[their eyes meet]
Klaus: A better man would protect you with that lie. But I am not that man. And so I leave you with the burden of a truth that no one will believe.

Klaus: Tell me again why we are on a scenic tour of methamphetamine country and not compelling a jet to some far-off, preferably tropical destination?
Hayley: Nik, I'm not the one with an army of pissed-off vampires coming after me. Can I have the keys?
Klaus: On a scale of one to ten, exactly how much am I gonna despise this little plan of yours?
Hayley: [pouts as she condiders] I'd say a solid eighty-five.

Aurora: You really do care about her, don't you? Well, now I suppose I shall *have* to kill her.
[Klaus grabs her and pins her against the wall]
Aurora: Ooh, are we to play rough now? Foreplay has changed in the last millennium. Tell me, can your pathetic Cami excite you the way that I can? Can she allow you the joy of giving in to your most wicked desires?

Josh: [after hastily getting his boyfriend out of the way] Well, thanks for waiting, and not just, you know, killing him.
Elijah: [coming down the stairs] We're only monsters by necessity, Joshua.
Rebekah: Besides, we just ate.
Josh: Oh, that's too bad. I was gonna offer you some "Welcome Back" waffles.
Rebekah: Was that your boyfriend? He seems sweet. And terribly vulnerable, as humans tend to be.
Josh: [backs down before veiled threat] Okay. Look, just...
[shakes his head]
Josh: Tell me what you want, and let's get this over with.

Marcel: [smiling up seeing her] Rebekah Mikaelson. Come to teach me another lesson?

Rebekah: Perhaps I'm concerned that if I voice my opinion about what you did to Elijah, I will end up on the wrong side of your toxic hybrid teeth.
Klaus: Poppycock! I would never bite you... you know my preferred method of punishment for your indiscretions is the dagger.
Rebekah: There is something fundamentally wrong with you.

Marcel: [Klaus, about Cami] You compelled her to go out with me, didn't you?
[to Cami]
Marcel: And I thought you really liked me.
Camille: So did I.
Klaus: [to Cami] Well, I mean to be clear. I only compelled you to give him a chance. Anything you felt for him was quite real. and for the record, the level of awkwardness we're all currently experiencing is entirely genuine.

Hayley: Why are you trying to put together your family when it's so clear that one part of it is broken?
Elijah: The definition of the word broken suggests that something can be fixed.

Camille: You have no right! Those dark objects are my family's legacy!
Klaus: Well, that's funny 'cause I seem to remember my brother Kol making them, so perhaps they've been my family's legacy all along!
Camille: [vamp speeds to intercept him, blocking his way] Give them back! Or I will take them back, and I swear you will regret this moment.
Klaus: The only thing I regret is failing to realize how far you've spun out of control. And you can forget about leaving!
Camille: She was right, wasn't she? Aurora. She did this to turn you against me. To rob me of the one advantage I have over her, my humanity. And me like this, it's a problem for you, isn't it? Not the darkness. That you find intriguing. But the fact that I am out of control. I'm out of your control, and you hate it. Don't you? You have spent ten centuries getting the entire world to tremble at your name when really... you're the one who's terrified, Klaus. You are a scared little kid... convinced... he'll be tossed aside the second he isn't needed.
[Klaus grabs her]
Camille: Let go of me.
Hayley: [enters] You can't just force her to stay here, Klaus.
Camille: Finally, someone who's on my side.
Hayley: Dont get me wrong. I remember when I turned, and you for sure shouldn't have a box of witch crap right now. But... you can't hold her hostage, either. Let me talk to her.
Klaus: I hardly think now is the time for a women's empowerment meeting.
Hayley: She died, Klaus, because she got caught up in the Mikaelson world, just like me. Just like Jackson. So yeah, she and I have a few things to talk about.

Zealot: [kneeling over Vincent with knife] With which eye would you most prefer to view your end?

Vincent: [toasts] To Hayley.
Marcel: May she sleep with the angels. And I'm sure she'll teach them a thing or two.

Klaus: You're coming with me, little wolf.
Hayley: Why would I be going anywhere with you?
Klaus: Now you can fight me on this, but you will lose.
[holds open passenger door]
Klaus: As will anyone else who tries to stop you from getting into this car!

Davina: [coven's sacrifices made to her aren't what she wants] Another goat. How lovely.

Davina: We can't just take another body at the farmer's market. We don't even have a spell for that.

Klaus: You know, it's funny how often a person's sharp tongue can end up cutting their own throat.

Rebekah: [wilting rose petals fall into her bath, making her realize:] Klaus is at it again.

Father: [to Klaus] How do you expect me to remake the mayor?

Klaus: [as impatient as only he can be] Haven't you found Finn yet? I must say, for a witch of your caliber, your spells are not particularly efficient.
Davina: Finn is blocking my locator spell. So I'm trying something new, but I need to concentrate, and it would help a lot if you would stop standing over me like a stalker.
Klaus: No need to be testy, love. We both have the same goal.
Davina: [snaps] Really? Because my goal is to get Kol out of your house alive.
[blows out match]
Davina: Which seems to be about number ten on your list.
Klaus: Number nine, at least.
Davina: [rises] What is wrong with you? He's your brother.
Klaus: Yes, and I also have a sister. One who I happen to care about more. So until he tells me where she is, Kol can rot as far as I'm concerned. And you might wanna get your villains straight, love. Because Finn is the architect of this fiasco.
[voice: ]
Klaus: So pick up the pace, find out where he's getting his power from so we can stop it!
Davina: [speaks foreign incantation, has vision of Finn stirring concoction] I saw glimpses of him. He's combining sacred objects. Totems. Representational magic.
Klaus: Where?
Davina: Lafayette No. 1. The Lyonne tomb.
Klaus: And what's he using?
Davina: [sees those lifeless bodies at the center of the chant] He's channeling your parents.
Klaus: And here I thought I was the poster child for least-grateful offspring.

Hayley: I know you don't know me very well... but thanks. I appreciate what you did in there.
Rebekah: Us girls have got to look out for each other.
Hayley: What is it with you two? You say you hate him, but the way you deal with him, it's so clear... even when you hate him, you still love him.
Rebekah: I guess when you spend a thousand years with someone, deciding to quit them is like... losing a part of yourself. But sometimes the hate is just... so powerful. Emil wasn't the only boyfriend of mine that Klaus killed. He did it again... and again every time I found someone to care about. He just kept doing it until... finally I stopped falling in love. He said he was protecting me from my mistakes, that no one was ever good enough for his little sister. Until one day, someone was.

Marcel: Maybe it's the Mikaelsons who should worry about me!
Josh: Is that?
Marcel: Lucien's serum.
Josh: Oh cool. So you're going to die soon too? I'll get this suit cleaned stat.

Davina: [as Klaus comes to] What happened? Is Kol okay?
Klaus: I'm fine, thank you for your concern. The same, however, cannot be said for your friends and the people of the French Quarter. Now I can stand here and explain to you the specifics or you can show a little trust and come with me.
Davina: I'm the one who's been waiting for you to move your ass. Let's go.

Rebekah: All of us live with a demon inside. Some days you control the demon. And other days it controls you. And it is always hungry. It feeds on lust and longing. And while you may slumber, the demon never sleeps. It tempts you into crossing every line you've ever drawn, all the while it tests you, haunts you. And once it has turned your loved ones into enemies, the demon has consumed you whole.

Elijah: Mystic Falls? I take it you have a plan!
Klaus: I do. While I execute it, I need you to look after her. To - to make sure she doesn't exert herself.
Elijah: Wouldn't it be best for you to find someone that Hope despises a little less than me? Perhaps, quite literally, anyone else she's ever met.
Klaus: How Hope feels about you, is of no consequence! I have until the crest of the full moon to save her life! We defied the inevitable for a dozen lifetimes and I'm not about to surrender to it now! Please, Elijah... you're the only one I trust.

Elijah: You're making a grave mistake.
Oliver: So you're just worried about us, is that it?
Jackson: Look, Elijah, we know all about your brother's reputation. But if there is even a chance that these rings can help us take control of our curse...
Oliver: Our gift.
Jackson: Then, honestly... we don't care what he's really after. Won't have to.
Elijah: I see. But there are those in the Quarter who would consider this a great provocation.
Oliver: Apparently, most of them see us breathing the same way.
Elijah: [to Hayley] You signed a pledge, and you looked me in the eye as you did so.
Hayley: We don't want a fight, Elijah. We just want a better life.
Elijah: Well, allegiance with my brother will guarantee you anything but that.

Klaus: Hope, please! Scream, yell, break something if you have to. Just don't... look at me like that.
Hope: This isn't right.
Klaus: A father protecting his daughter, I'd say that's exactly right.
Hope: Elijah was willing to take the curse completely.
Klaus: And what kind of father allows another man to die for his child?
Hope: [yells] The kind that loves her!
Klaus: I love you!
[she frowns]
Klaus: I love you.
[sighs]
Klaus: It's the way of the world. Children bury their parents every day, every hour. It's a truth this family has avoided at a cost!
Hope: [tearfully] Yeah, well, I just got you back!
[sobs]
Hope: So why does it have to be today?
Klaus: [comes nearer] I've not lived an honorable life. You know that. But doing this... taking the darkness into myself so no one else is afflicted by it... that is an honorable death, and I can do that, I can do it, Hope. Because you've helped me feel something that I never thought was possible. Unconditional love.
[much tears]
Klaus: You're my daughter. My heir. You're my heart.
[hugs her close]

Hayley: I woke up in the church. I felt this hunger. I knew what I needed. I can feel her. She's here. I can feel my baby.
Klaus: You died with the baby's blood still in your system.
[realizes]
Klaus: She's in transition.
Elijah: Which means she has to drink the blood of the child if she's to survive.
Klaus: To be reborn a hybrid.
Hayley: I don't care about me. I'm gonna go find our daughter.

[last lines]
Rebekah: [in car, answering cell-phone] Goodbye means goodbye, Elijah.
Elijah: Is she with you?
Rebekah: What the hell are you talking about?
Elijah: Hayley's gone. Where is she?
Rebekah: What?
Klaus: [behind Elijah] Marcel was here.

Hayley: [sits tied to chair, bleeding, with Jackson's corpse on the chair next to hers] I'm so sorry, Jack. I never should have brought any of this into your life.

Klaus: What did she do to me?
Davina: All you need to know is that I beat you... again.
Klaus: And yet you relented. You need me don't you? Did I really lose?
[smiles]

Klaus: I'll tell you what I know about death, Camille. Death dances silently in everyone's shadow, and she doesn't give a damn. So why give a damn about her?

Hayley: So is there a plan or what?
Klaus: War.

Camille: [answers call] What?
Davina: Cami, you have to listen to me. One of the Strix witches knows where you are, and she knows you have the white oak.
Camille: You're a little late, kiddo. She already took it, which means, I guess, the Strix have it now.
Davina: No, you don't understand. When she got inside my head, I got inside hers. She's not working for the Strix.

Freya: [at Esther's tomb] You won't trust me, but you would trust her?
Klaus: I trust my mother about as much as I would a stuck snake. Fortunately she is now a vampire, and as such, vulnerable to my compulsion.

Marcel: So, what... you're gonna spy on a witch with a thousand-year-old grudge-match against Klaus? Huh-uh. I'm not gonna let you go anywhere near that guy!
Camille: [picking up an old dagger] I can handle myself.
Marcel: Look. Okay, I get it. You're mad at the guy, and you wanna get even, so...
Camille: [gesturing to the room] It's not about getting even, Marcel! Look around! Everything in this room, this is my family's legacy. And, if I had just embraced it the first time around, I could have uncovered Francesca Guerrera's secret. And, the wolves would have never taken over the Quarter, and Klaus' baby would still be alive. So don't tell me to not get involved!

Francesca: My people say Marcel's on the move, and he's bringing friends!
Klaus: Get Hayley to safety!

Klaus: [menaced] You rant and rave about the monster I have become, but you, mother, you are the author of everything I am

Francesca: Every revolution requires sacrifice.

Elijah: [as Hayley returns from looking in on Hope] Was she asleep?
Hayley: With her muddy shoes on.
[leans against wooden frame, looks at him dreamily]
Elijah: Who else do I know that does that?
[both chuckle]
Hayley: Expecting company?
Elijah: She'll be here any second now. I think you're really gonna like her.

Hayley: Hey, big mouths! Shut up! There are werewolves everywhere!

Klaus: [to Cami] If I tell you who I really am and you refuse to believe me then I can hardly be blamed for your disappointment.

Klaus: [to Hope] All that power, still merciful. You clearly didn't get that from my side of the family.

Mary: Keep your guard up. If you need to run, run!

Rebekah: [about Klaus] Now that we've established that I'm a failure as a sister and a friend, and an original; you should probably know he's on his way to Marcel right now to rat me out.

Camille: I think you need to calm down. Count to ten. Focus on your breathing.
Klaus: Is this amusing to you? Endangering my family?
Camille: Am I laughing? I wanna put this all behind us.
Klaus: You of all people know what I'm capable of, and yet you seem determined to incur my wrath. I'm going to ask you one last time.
Camille: "Give me the white oak!"
[smiles]
Camille: Am I right? My answer is happily, as soon as you stop screwing around and give me back what is mine.
Klaus: If I give your trinkets back, I embolden all manner of foolishness. You'll grow arrogant under the false belief you have power, and ultimately you'll end up dead.
Camille: [scoffs, turns away, then turns back] Klaus, you're afraid something will happen to me? Guess what? Something already did! Your ex hates me so much, she murdered me. She's gonna have to pay for that. And since I can't fight her fair and square, I need those dark objects.
Klaus: Fine.
[shoves the briefcase through the barrier with his foot]
Klaus: I'll retrieve your toys. Keep this bloody barrier up till I return.
[strides off purposefully]

Agnes: [about Marcel] You made a deal with him?
Father: [snapping] After what you did to Sean, I'd deal with the devil himself just to see you suffer!

Kol: [drops down naked from nowhere into the Chambre de Chasse] Oh... bloody hell! My least favorite nightmare!

Klaus: [as Elijah sits down] Are you here to give me another pep talk on the joys of fatherhood?
Elijah: I've said all I needed to say.
Klaus: I forgot how much I like this town.
Elijah: I didn't forget. All the centuries we've spent together, and yet I can count on one hand the number of time that our family has been truly happy. I hated leaving here.
Klaus: As did I.
Elijah: What is on your mind, brother?

Eve: [as Hayley applies tourniquet to wounded young woman's leg] How'd you learn how to do that?
Hayley: You get a hell of an education when you leave home at thirteen.

Freya: This will help slow the spread of the infection. In the meantime, you need to keep her relaxed.
Klaus: [impatiently] My talents do not lend themselves to playing nursemaid.
Freya: [with a sigh] Do you care about her?
[Klaus' breath trembles]
Freya: FIgure it out.

Klaus: [Hayley knocked softly on the door of the room where Cami's corpse lies] Did you bring it?
Hayley: [subdued voice] Jack wrote down everything that his father taught him about the ancient werewolves. I've read it. I don't think there's anything in there that's gonna help us kill Lucien, though.
[gingerly lays down the book]
Klaus: I'll see for myself. You can go.
Hayley: Klaus... I think that we should do something about the body, about Cami. I know that she wanted an... Irish wake. I can... I can make the arrangements.
Klaus: It doesn't *matter* what she wanted. She's gone. There's no time to sing dirges. We're at war!
Hayley: [softly, respectfully] Yes.
[very: ]
Hayley: Okay.
[nods, quietly takes her leave]

Sabine: Just give it up, Rebekah. It's inevitable, at this point.
Rebekah: Sabine...!
Sabine: I prefer Celeste, actually. All these names I've had over the years, and I still prefer the first. Perhaps it was the way it sounded on Elijah's lips. Like a declaration of love. Oh, he was a good liar.
[shakes her head]
Sabine: All of you are.
Rebekah: Say what you will about me, but Elijah is a good man.
Sabine: Still defending him. Even until the bitter end. Good. I'm counting on that familial love. It will be the ruin of you all. Now that Klaus knows what you've done, he'll never stop until he's had his revenge. He'll kill Marcel, and do something horrible to you. Elijah will never forgive him. Your betrayal will ultimately pit brother against brother. And the fabled 'Mikaelson bond' will crumble.
Rebekah: I'll kill you, you bitch...!
Sabine: You already did. Though, at the time, I wore a different face.

Klaus: It's a day of peace, Hayley. Try and enjoy it. And in the meantime, with all manner of unknown enemies conspiring against our family, you'll move back in with us.
Hayley: [mock elation] Awesome! And then we do that thing where you lock me in the tower, I escape, there's drama, and then you two both realize that I'm very capable of looking after myself.

The: Foolish King!
[Marcel groans, collapses next to Sofya]
The: Had you been loyal to me, I might have let you live! Instead, I will build my Kingdom atop of your ashes!

Elijah: Forgive me. Thought you were in danger. It appears I was mistaken.
Hayley: You will not believe the crap day that I'm having.

Elijah: [to Klaus] You want to know what the witches have in store for you? Follow me.

[first lines]
Young: Eat, Freya, or you'll waste away.
[child: ]
Young: Stubborn child! You need your strength so that I may teach you to use the power that runs strong in our bloodline. It will keep us warm in the cold, give us good health when the others fall down. With that power, we will defeat our enemies. We can stay young... and beautiful.
[strokes the child's face, but she just rears away]
Young: You need not be afraid. Together we will be the strongest witches this world has ever seen!
Young: I want my momma!
Young: Your mother didn't want you. She gave you away. This is your home now. I am your only family. And there is no greater strength than family.
[cups Freya's chin as those innocent eyes stare up at her]

Elijah: So, how do you propose this will work?
Sophie: Your brother needs to cement his place in Marcel's world. His inner circle, the daywalkers. That's where we begin. They're his friends, his family. We'll be hitting him where it hurts.

Elijah: [as Hayley struggles with her dress] Do you need some help?
Hayley: You might have to use all your vampire strength.
Elijah: Allow me.

Marcel: [noticed chafe marks on Cami's elbow] I just saw Kieran. He's not gonna hurt you again. In fact, he won't leave the attic at all. I arranged for a little boundary spell.
Camille: You got a witch to help you? I thought they hated you.
Marcel: For you, I found one who doesn't. Hey, what's wrong?
Camille: Nothing. You're the first person to help me in a month.
[sobs]
Camille: Kieran's the only family I have left. Without him, I'm alone.
Marcel: [softly] Yeah. Yeah, I'm a little short on family myself these days. Hey, if there's... anything I can do to help, Cami, just let me know.
Camille: There is one thing.
[swallowing tears]
Camille: We're out of bourbon.
[they both chuckle]

Elijah: [about Klaus] He's doing what he does. Given a chance at happiness, Klaus runs the other way.
Rebekah: Then let him run. That child, if it's even his, is better off without him.
Elijah: He's not better of without that child, Rebekah. And neither are we.
Rebekah: Darling, kind Elijah. Our brother rarely brings us anything but pain. At what point in your immortal life will you stop searching for his redemption?
Elijah: I'll stop searching for his redemption when I believe there is none left to be found.

Rebekah: [walking in to see everyone gathered around books] So this is what you do the first time we're back together as a family? Vampire book club?

Klaus: You seem quite determined to find the little wolf.
Elijah: If I'm moving too fast for you, Niklaus, you're welcome to wait in the car.

Camille: [to Klaus] You compel me. You make me at peace with something that should be tearing me up inside. I don't know how, but I will undo whatever the hell it is you've don't to me! and when I do, you're gonna wish you'd never laid eyes on me.

Elijah: [reads note Aurora left next to corpse] "Roses are red, lavender is blue, come find me before I find you."

Klaus: Oh, to be young and in love in a city where witches and vampires are at war. How very tragic.

Hayley: She's a sensitive kid. And you're not exactly calm right now.
[they look at Hope sitting there drawing]
Hayley: You were her fairytale prince, Klaus. And now you're real. You have a lot to live up to.

Rebekah: No cell service to call your precious Sonya?
Elijah: Sofya.
Rebekah: Apologies. Can't be expected to remember the names of wanton trollops.

Davina: You think I'm normal? I'm a sixteen-year-old witch living in a church attic like some kind of freak.
Josh: I'm a gay club kid who died came back a vampire. Yeah, normal's kind of relative.

Kol: Freya... I need this to work.
Freya: Don't worry, brother. Eleventh-hour spells happen to be my specialty.
[to: ]
Freya: Tell Vincent to begin the consecration.

Elijah: [to Rebekah] And you're certain this can work?
Rebekah: Let's not toss around words like "certain."
Freya: Nonsense. You grow more adept with magic each day, and this spell is flawless. Though I might have preferred Elijah ask my permission before volunteering me as the bait.
Elijah: Yes, I'm not in the habit of asking permission.
Freya: No matter. We have all that we need. Rebekah will perform the spell, using my heartbeat and the golem to craft the illusion of Hope's presence. Once Dahlia is lured into the killing ground, you will do what is necessary.
Rebekah: You're rather calm, which is odd since there are a million ways this whole plan could fall to pieces.
Freya: I admit... at first, I was upset when Elijah ignored my plan in favor of his own. You are all so determined to protect Hope at all cost. Perhaps I'm envious. No one ever fought so hard to protect me. Then I recalled what I saw when I looked inside your mind. The day you all swore an oath to stand by one another... always and forever. There's strength in such vows.
Elijah: [shakes his head] I can assure you, it has not been free of consequence.
Rebekah: That is an understatement. Ask me, that vow's been more trouble than it's worth.
Freya: And yet, here you are... proving my point. Family defines you even if it does demand sacrifice.
[takes Rebekah's hands]
Freya: My entire life, I have longed for what you have. It's better to at least glimpse it facing death... than run forever and know nothing of family.

Gia: Look, for... what it's worth, I thought Marcel and I had a thing, but that... didn't work out. We may not be in the same boat, but it's the same ocean.

Elijah: So this had been a period of mayhem for us. It was the Eleventh Century, Father was hunting us mercilessly, so I compelled them. And then I told them to run.
Freya: You made them bait.
Elijah: Not the kindest thing I ever did, if I'm perfectly frank with you, Freya. So while we found respite in the sleepy yet charming vineyards of Tuscany...
[Freya wipes her hair out of her eyes]
Elijah: Father hunted the decoy Mikaelson children to the far reaches of Europe for the better part of a century. Then... we were inconveniently daggered. The compulsion was broken, here we are. How's the head?
Freya: Spinning.

Hayley: [to triggered-curse Kayla] Look, the turning is gonna hurt, and your first full moon
[whispers: ]
Hayley: is gonna be a real bitch! Like I said, you're tough, you can handle it. You'll never forget what happened, but... you can't let the past define who you are.

Klaus: [re Tyler] He needed to be taught a lesson.
Elijah: And what lesson will you be taught, Niklaus, if he retaliates by harming Hayley?
Klaus: So you do care about her. Well, go on then! Have at it, brother. Save her! Claim what spoils you can. I've sampled what she has to offer, and let me tell you, she is exquisite.
Elijah: [seething] Niklaus, so help me...
Klaus: Enough. I'll kill Tyler Lockwood myself.

Hope: Dad... I think there's something wrong.

Sofya: I don't think she's gone.
Marcel: No, no, no... Hayley killed her last night.
Sofya: Marcel... Marcel, I can feel her. The Hollow is still out there somewhere. I know she is.

Freya: [takes Keelin's hand] I grew up... without a mother...
[shakes her head]
Freya: without anybody who loved me. And I can't just sit back and watch Hope be taken from Hayley. If Kol doesn't show up, I have to make things right. They need four vampires. Each related by blood to Hope. I can be the fourth. If I turn.
Keelin: But you would lose everything. Your... home, your family, your ability to practice magic.
Freya: And will I lose you? If I become the kind of monster that killed your family?
[tearfully shakes her head]
Keelin: I'm not going anywhere.
[Freya nods]
Keelin: Julie and Juliet all the way.
[chuckles tearfully]

Elijah: I rather like Thanksgiving. The turkey, the cranberry juice. The lies, the deceit, the betrayal.

Klaus: My family and I have done some terrible things to each other over the years. But Rebekah would not call my father. No matter how angry she was.
Genevieve: It's sweet of you to believe that. To believe in her. But by the time we're through here, you'll know how wrong you were.

Rebekah: For Freya's plan to work I can't go mad and you can't die. What are the bloody odds of that?
Klaus: Wasn't it you who once said I could talk my way out of Hell?

Klaus: [to Marcel] At first, the promise of offspring meant little to me and I recalled my father and how he held me in contempt from the moment I was born. As yours did with you. I will not do to my child what was done to me.

Freya: [surveys herself in mirror wearing glittery wedding dress] I look like a disco ball.
Rebekah: Relax, there are plenty more to choose from.
Freya: Never thought I'd be walking myself down the aisle.
Rebekah: I'm sure Elijah will come round.
Freya: I don't know. The Elijah I knew would have sacrificed everything for family.

Rebekah: [Freya has magically transported herself over to join her sister for drinks] I told you this was better than exchanging stuffy old letters.
Freya: Well, a drink with my sister beats sire time-line drama any day.
Rebekah: Lucien's always been a pain in the arse. Though he pales compared to that stuck-up twit, Tristan.
Freya: Oh, don't forget about the Strix. There's more of them in the Quarter every day. I may yet join you here in the flesh.
Rebekah: Well, I would love the company. But I might not be here much longer. I have a meeting with a Santeria witch who may know the key to bringing back Kol.
Freya: [smiles as she shakes her head] We may unite the family after all.
Rebekah: Now tell me, how are you managing with them?
Freya: [sighs] Oh, Niklaus and Elijah are on intermittent speaking terms, which I've decided to consider progress.
Rebekah: Just wait, love, the weather will change.
[pours herself another drink]
Rebekah: Now, I'm off to a witch rendezvous.
Freya: Stay safe.
Rebekah: Here's to family.
[raises glass]
Freya: [returns toast] Every bloody one of us.

Hayley: [about Hope, to Elijah] It's so quiet, with Klaus and Rebekah gone... So, we didn't get to say our wishes. Can I tell you mine?... It's a hope, actually... that you'll understand what I have to tell you.
Elijah: And what is it?
Hayley: My wolves. I think I figured out a way to release them from the witches. They could control their turning without the rings, and bring peace to our home so that Hope could return to us. But, there's a catch... I have to marry Jackson... It's a, um, mystical ceremony, and-and an alpha bonding ritual...? Elijah... I know that you and I haven't been close recently, but... you have to know that this isn't about him. I don't love Jackson, but... at the same time, I couldn't marry him and still be involved with you... I don't know, I should just...
[turns to leave, but Elijah rushes after, taking her by the arm]
Elijah: Marry him.
Hayley: What?
Elijah: Listen to me. The only way that this city will be safe for Hope's return is if you have unified your people, and I have unified my own. Now, Davina will eventually lead her witches, and whatever that girl may be, she is no enemy to your child. Do what you need to bring your daughter home. This is my wish for you.

Vincent: [Mikael to be resurrected] Freya, are you sure you wanna do this? This is not the man that you remember!
Freya: He is still my father!

Jackson: Klaus, if you want to fight me, come on.
Klaus: You mistake my intentions. I haven't come here to fight you. Not at all. This is to be an execution. Tell me, how exactly would you like to die?

Elijah: This all sounds like a recipe for regret.

Klaus: [to Hope] This city would have seen you dead, but I will have it your home. And every soul who wishes you harm will be struck down, just as sure as my blood runs in your veins, you will return to me.

Rebekah: [movers came for the coffins] Absolutely not, I paid for that!
[guy carrying coffin just shakes his head]
Elijah: You've never paid for anything in your life.
Rebekah: I hardly see how that's relevant. Nik's just punishing us.
Elijah: Well, we've hurt him. Deeply... it would appear.

Klaus: [to Marcel] I'll speak to Elijah. I'm sure he'll be pleased to host you and Davina for the evening. Especially after you were so hospitable to him.

Hayley: We're all fighting for the same things, you know. The ones that we love.

Klaus: [to Cami] A thousand years of history isn't going to write itself.

Rebekah: Did you really think you could trick me and my family into performing a ritual without telling me the entire truth?
Vincent: You and your family aren't my problem. The only thing that I'm concerned about right now is that little girl and the monster that's inside of her.
Rebekah: Is it hard to see me from up there on your high horse? She is my niece! Of course, we will do whatever we have to do to protect her. But you can damn well be honest about it!
Vincent: See, your reaction right there is just proving my point. You Mikaelsons are selfish, egocentric fanatics.
[shakes his head]
Vincent: It is not my job nor is it my inclination to try to convince you to do the right thing. If you really wanna save your niece then you need to get out of my ear and let me do what it is that I do.
Rebekah: You know what...!
Freya: He's right. I may not agree with his tactics... but he's our only chance of saving Hope.
Rebekah: [to Vincent] Lucky you. I guess I'll just have to postpone the disembowelment.
Freya: Rebekah.
Rebekah: What?
Freya: Have you heard from Kol?
Rebekah: Not a word.
Freya: I'll try reaching him with magic.
Vincent: Okay, look, we need four volunteers that are connected to Hope through blood. We have Rebekah, we have Klaus and Elijah, that makes three. If we can't get to Kol then we're gonna have to use Hayley.
Freya: No. No, that is not happening. Not when there's another way.
[goes off purposefully]

Caroline: [Klaus needs the twins to do magic to help Hope] No! No! Absolutely not! They're... they're children!
Klaus: They're Siphoner witches! It's what they were born to do! Siphon magic from one thing...
Caroline: ...and put it in another.
[pours herself a drink]
Caroline: So, after they siphon it from Hope, what are they supposed to do with it? You can't just shove a demon in a jar and put it on a shelf!
[takes sip]
Klaus: They'll put it in me.
Caroline: [swallows] That's great.
[chuckles]
Caroline: And then you can practice mindful meditation, while we just cross our fingers and hope that you don't develop some sort of temper. Oh, wait...
[pulls idiotic face]
Klaus: Do you remember... when you and your friends threatened to chain me up, drown me in cement and drop me in the deepest ocean?

Keelin: You never stop, do you?
[in: ]
Keelin: Every day you do a spell, vanquish some evil, do another spell, rinse and repeat?
Freya: [chuckles] I have hobbies. For instance, I collect the ashes of my enemies.
Keelin: My point is that even during my most traumatic hospital rotations I make time. Ten minutes, one minute, whatever I could steal to go up to the roof, look up at the sky and just breathe. To remind myself that there was a whole world away from the madness of the ER.
Freya: [sighs] Well, I'll care a lot more about that world once I know my brother's safe.
[prepares to do spell]
Freya: If anything strange happens... just wake me up.

Rebekah: [re motor home encampment] Wow, these wolves really travel in style, don't they?
Elijah: Empty.
Rebekah: Behind on their payments, perhaps?

Hayley: [on cell-phone] What the hell do you want?
Sophie: I know you don't trust me. But you need to listen. Everything is about to change. Davina's on the loose.
Hayley: Figured that out on your own, huh? Remind me again why I should give a damn.
Sophie: I need something from you, so that the witches can complete the Harvest.
Hayley: On what planet would I help you witches get more power? All you've done is hex me left and right!
Sophie: You'll help me, because if we don't complete the Harvest, our access to magic will fade for good, which doesn't bode well for your family.
Hayley: What do you know about my family?
Sophie: You're from the Crescent Wolf family. Marcel forced a witch to curse them so that they may be trapped in wolf form.
Hayley: And I should keep listening to you because...?
Sophie: Because my bloodline executed that curse! Help me complete the Harvest, and I'll undo the curse for you.
Hayley: What can I do?
Sophie: I need to consecrate the remains of a powerful witch so I can absorb the magic. I know one who's body was never found. Her name was Celeste Dubois. I believe you and she have a friend in common.
Hayley: [remembers] Elijah.
Sophie: Story goes that when she died, he buried her in a secret spot at her request. All you need to do is find out where.
[cell-phone beeps]

Tyler: [annoyed by her resistance] Seriously?
Hayley: Tyler?
Tyler: You don't want to fight me, Hayley! You know you can't beat a Hybrid!
Hayley: Agh! Let me go! You backstabbing half-breed piece of sh...!
Tyler: Shut up!

Sophie: [about Marcel, to Klaus] I'm going to stop him and you're going to help me.

Hayley: I guess we could always make it look like you got jumped. Tell Cassie that Lenore got rescued by her people.
Oliver: Let me guess. You wanna beat the crap out of me, make it look convincing?
Hayley: Well... I can't say I wouldn't enjoy it.

Davina: [as he writhes in pain as she tries to rid him of compulsion] I'm sorry, but it's just gonna get worse. Klaus' compulsion runs deep. You need to think about something else. Take your mind off it. Do you like music?
Josh: What? Wha...? I can't think about music right now. Why? I don't know. Maybe because you're giving me a voodoo lobotomy.
Davina: Do you like jazz?
[he groans]
Davina: So what then?
Josh: Club stuff. You know, house, trance...
[imitates]
Davina: I'm a witch, I'm not Amish. It's just I'm only sixteen. I don't go to clubs.

Klaus: Elijah's back. In his presence, all problems turn to pixie-dust and float away.

Klaus: [as Hayley comes down the stairs after tending to Hope] How is she?
Hayley: [sighs] The fever is back, but she's not in any pain. She's asking for you.
Klaus: Well, make an excuse. I'd rather my daughter not know I've gone off to murder witches.
Elijah: We cannot be reckless, Niklaus.
Klaus: And how would you have me respond? Should I delegate my child's safety to someone else?
Elijah: Let me see what I can do.
Hayley: And I will handle Marcel. Out of the three of us, I win most likely not to get killed on arrival. Whatever we are up against, it's as much his problem as it is ours.
Klaus: Leaving me to do what exactly?
Hayley: [commanding tone] Stay here... and protect our daughter. Do not let anything or anyone near her.
[walks off on her way]
Elijah: [grabs at her elbow, pulling her back] A word of warning. The Marcel we knew is gone, so whatever he is now, he's no ally.
[Hayley continues steadfastly on her way]

Klaus: [worrying about Hope] I've never known such pain.
Caroline: Well, congratulations. You just became a father.

Jane: [observantly] Third time in here this week.
Hayley: I'm obsessed with the gumbo, Jane-Anne.
Jane: You know, the ladies in the 9th Ward say my sister, Sophie, bleeds a piece of her soul into every dish.

Klaus: [Hayley's got the car keys] Seriously?
Hayley: Look, Klaus, we both know how this is gonna go down. You're gonna tell me that I can't come. And then I'm gonna tell you that I love Rebekah, too. Then you're gonna say that I'm gonna slow you down, and I'm gonna remind you that you're the one who cursed me to be a werewolf for six months, and, therefore, I know every inch of the bayou. Now... unless you wanna be delayed by an angry werewolf grandma with a *shotgun*, you should just admit that you need me.
Klaus: [considers for a second, then grabs the car keys out of her hand] I'll drive.

Rebekah: I'm not letting that witch get her hands on my niece. Which means I'm gonna have to do this the hard way!

Marcel: You know I owe you everything I got, but I'm afraid I have to draw the line on this one. This is my business. I control the witches in my town. Let's just leave it at that.
Klaus: Your town?
Marcel: Damn straight.
Klaus: That's funny, because when I left 100 years ago, you were just a pathetic little scrapper still trembling from the lashes of the whips of those who would keep you down, and now look at you. Master of your domain. Prince of the city. I'd like to know how.
Marcel: Why? Jealous? Hey, man, I get it. Three hundred years ago, you helped build a backwater penal colony into something. You started it, but then you left. Actually, you ran from it. I saw it through. Look around. Vampires rule this city now. We don't have to live in the shadows like rats. The locals know their place. They look the other way. I got rid of the werewolves. I even found a way to shut down the witches. The blood never stops flowing and the party never ends. You wanna pass on through? You wanna stay a while? Great. What's mine is yours, but it is mine. My home, my family, my rules.
Klaus: And if someone breaks those rules?
Marcel: They die. Mercy is for the weak. You taught me that, too. And I'm not the prince of the Quarter, friend. I'm the king. Show my some respect!

Antoinette: [to Elijah] You're an amnesiac with zero life experience, do you really think you ought to be planning surprises?
Elijah: Consider it a thank-you for taking me under your wing these past few weeks.

Rebekah: [looking up at the young woman who stabbed her] Genevieve!
Genevieve: Rebekah. Tell me you're not leaving, already? I thought we might reminisce.

Elijah: I explained to my little brother, that forgiveness cannot be bought. I'd simply prefer to see a change in behavior that indicates contrition and personal growth.

Mayor: [irately, to the council] So, a few tourists go missing. Okay, we can spin it. No problem. But do you know how hard it is to sell a gas leak story to the city council when a bunch of church windows magically explode?

Lucien: [after taking his fill] Enjoying yourself, love?
Aurora: [after taking her fill] I feel like a brand-new woman.
Lucien: What a lovely choice of words!

Klaus: This was my fault, all of it. If had just accepted Hayley's pregnancy instead of playing king. I should have listened to you. Instead, my greed and my envy robbed me of my daughter. My actions led to the release of a weapon that can kill not just me but you.
Elijah: A thousand years I've survived your attempts to destroy me, brother. I imagine I can survive this.
Klaus: You chase my redemption like a man rolling a stone up an endless mountain.
Elijah: Well, no mountain is endless, brother. Some are just steeper than others.

Klaus: There's no power in love! Mercy makes you weak! Family makes you weak!

Camille: [re her uncle, Father Kieran] He's gonna be furious with me. He's a priest, I turned him into a vampire. What kind of desperate move is that?

Rebekah: There are more of them! Run!
[to: ]
Rebekah: If I had a dollar for every mess my family has gotten me into...

Camille: Vincent!
[sighs]
Camille: I'm sick of playing at a disadvantage. It's what got me killed.

Elijah: I believe that when you love someone and that person loves you in return you're uniquely vulnerable. They have a power to hurt you that's like nothing else.

Davina: [to Marcel] You should know better than to sneak up on me.

Hayley: I'm coming with you.
Elijah: No, stay here. Compound is safe.
Hayley: Rebekah's in trouble. I'm going.
[rushes off, gets grabbed by upper arm and pulled back]
Elijah: Do not leave my sight. Understand?

Klaus: [to the memory of Hayley, her name carved out on the tree] I don't know what to do...
[sighs]
Klaus: and I wish you were here to tell me...
[stifles sob]
Klaus: Little Wolf.

Hayley: I have contacts in New Orleans. As you can imagine, the place is crawling with vampires, all of whom hate all of us. Whatever we do, we need to do it fast.
Freya: No, I wasn't planning on a pub crawl.
[shakes her head]
Freya: I don't wanna stay any longer than we have to, but we need to go.
Kol: Oh, wait, wait. Wait, we're not doing this today?
Rebekah: Hasn't Nik suffered enough?
Kol: Yes. And I've died, twice. I'm not about to give Marcel a shot at third. Now, I say, we draw that Muppet out of town. And when he's gone...
Hayley: I have been away from my daughter long enough. If you are afraid...
Kol: It's called being sensible. Until Freya can make enough cure with her werewolf hostage, Marcel can basically chew through our bloody throats.
Elijah: Enough. We're all in danger. We'll free Niklaus today. Even if I have to burn that city to the ground.

Keelin: You know, I never bought into the whole wolf pack mentality. I guess something's wrong with me. But I'm a model citizen compared to you. A werewolf queen who betrays her own kind for a bunch of vampires. Disgusting!

Hayley: [nobody at Oliver's ceremony] I'm so sorry, Jack.
Jackson: This is bull... Hayley. Crescent tradition says you have a funeral at dawn, and no one is here. That loyalty...
[shakes his head]
Jackson: Loyalty's gone.
[heads off carrying bottle of wine]
Hayley: We're standing around moping over Ollie's body when there's a war to be fought. I understand that you have to grieve, Jack. You waited for me, so I'll do the same for you. But our people need their alpha.
[takes the bottle away from him and brushes past]

Marcel: Here's a lesson in friendship. Friends do not lie to me, they don't break my rules, and they don't steal what is mine!

Rebekah: [her high heel on his throat] I was half past Louisiana when I found out you invaded our home. What have you done with Hayley?
Marcel: You're so hot when you're angry.
[gets tossed clear across the pews]
Rebekah: You used me!
Marcel: I'm pretty sure that was mutual.
Rebekah: Beguiled by your charms, I slept with you like a fool, led you to our home, and then you took Hayley...!
Marcel: Whoa, I didn't take anybody. I already sorted this out with your brothers. But it begs the question... Why did you come back?
Rebekah: If Klaus finds out I led you to the plantation...
Marcel: You really think I'd rat you out? Come on. If you think that I'd ever in a thousand years do anything to hurt you, you got me confused with Klaus.
Rebekah: All your charms... and flirtations... simply prove you're every bit the liar and manipulator Klaus is.
Marcel: Is that what you really think?
Rebekah: By all means, prove me wrong.
Marcel: Fine. There's something you need to see.

Hayley: [after her high fever temperature has come down] I feel like I've been microwaved.

Marcel: Word on the street is the witches are celebrating. Three out of the four girls sacrificed in the Harvest have come back. First was your friend Monique, and then another girl, now you. I hear the others are saying that the ancestors were with them while they were... dead, you know. Talking to them, teaching them. They say they're stronger than ever. Was it like that for you?
Davina: No.
[tearfully shakes her head]
Davina: There was nothing. It was cold, empty and dark and it went on forever.
Marcel: I'm sorry, D.
Davina: I don't wanna talk about it. Please, Marcel, don't make me.
[shakes her head]

Klaus: [listens to the heartbeat of the unborn baby, and seems to be about to change his mind, but...] Kill her! And the baby!
Hayley: Screw this! I'm getting out of here.

Rebekah: I don't care if we have to get you a leash. That was your last trip to the bayou.
[thoughtlessly pours drink for Hayley]
Rebekah: What is it with you and those wolves, anyway?
Hayley: I feel like we're connected, somehow. I don't know.
[scoffs]
Hayley: Maybe it's just some pipe dream that I have of finding any real family out there, but sometimes when I feel that it's me against the world, it keeps me going.
[declines offered drink]
Rebekah: [remembers pregnancy] Oh, right.
[downs drink herself in one gulp]
Rebekah: Well... if you ask me, family is a pain in the behind. And... as for being in it alone, how dare you? I don't ruin a perfectly fabulous pair of boots traipsing through the bayou for just anyone.
[downs her own drink as well, as Hayley smiles]

Jackson: [Hayley tended his wounds] Thank you.
Hayley: Don't thank me. It was Elijah who vamped your ass to safety.
Jackson: Yeah.
[grunts]
Jackson: He really seems to care about you.
Hayley: [smiles, almost blushes] It's complicated.
Jackson: And that's the understatement of the year. Look, I gotta go. Get back to the bayou before the moon rises.
Hayley: [as he heads out] Jackson, this will be the last time. After tonight, you'll never have to turn again. No more pain, no more hiding in the bayou, I promise.
[nods]
Jackson: You know Klaus isn't doing this out of the kindness of his heart. He's doing it for you... Hayley. You're the one that's gonna change everything for us.
[she smiles, he encounters Elijah on his way out]
Jackson: It seems that I owe you yet again.
[out the door]
Elijah: [after Jackson has left] I understand he risked his life to save his friend. He's a good man.
Hayley: Yes, he is. Elijah, there's something that I need to tell you. My family wanted me... I was supposed to be betrothed to Jackson. I wanted to tell you sooner. I... I just didn't know how,
[shakes her head]
Hayley: it's this insane custom...
Elijah: No, you don't need to explain it. I understand the need to make sacrifices for one's family.
Hayley: [shakes her head] Come on, Elijah, for once in your immortal life, can you just not be so noble?
Elijah: What would you have me do?
Hayley: I just told you that I'm betrothed according to some backwater arrangement by people that I never knew. Tell me that you think betrothals are stupid. Tell me that I have a choice...
[his sudden kiss silences her, she returns it passionately]
Elijah: [as she looks up at him] You always have a choice.

Genevieve: [in the voodoo shop] You disappeared from the party.
Elijah: Would you care to explain why you would choose to torment us with visions of our father?
Genevieve: [surprised] Your father? Oh, I didn't. I wouldn't...
Elijah: [sarcasm] Of course! How foolish of me! It must have been that other witch that's been parading through our house in scraps of lace.
Klaus: I know how talented you are with your tongue, Genevieve. Might I recommend you use it to provide answers? I would so hate to tear it from your mouth.
Genevieve: As much as I... enjoy these repeated accusations of wrongdoings, I don't know what you are talking about.
[shakes her head]
Genevieve: But if you've both been seeing your dead father, I can try to get you answers.
Klaus: [his hand on her shoulder] Fine. Go.

Klaus: There's no power in love! Mercy makes you weak! Family makes you weak!

Freya: [tries to purify Klaus] It's burrowed too deep. But I know what it wants.
Klaus: For me to kill Marcel. Or for him to kill me.
Freya: Klaus, if this thing is demanding a blood sacrifice, if it's you or Marcel, don't let it be you. Hunt down Marcel, and end this.
Klaus: Don't follow me.
[off to the confrontation]

Hayley: [challenged to play-duel] I can't cut loose with you, Jack, you'll get hurt. I have an advantage, being, you know, dead.

Hayley: [saying goodnight to Jackson who's going to have to turn into a wolf again] Hey. I won't stop until I find a way to break this curse. I promise you.

Lucien: [as Freya chants incantation] Did you have to tie me up?
Freya: This will hurt. I need you not to move.
Lucien: [in that campy voice] You're a dark one... Freya Mikaelson. Vervain ropes, penetratIng spells. Throw in a Pinot and a cheap motel and you've got the beginnings of a romance.
Freya: Oh, you'd have to survive this, first.
[tightens the ropes holding his wrists to the chair]
Freya: You see, there's an anchor locking my brothers inside, something representational.
[tightens ropes holding his ankles to the chair]
Freya: But I'm going to bust into this little mental prison and shatter it from the inside. And it's going to take most of my power and, probably, all of yours.
Lucien: Oh, luv, my stamina's never been an issue. Go on. Have at it. I'll be *bound* to the edge of my seat until your return.

Marcel: [to Klaus] You're the one who taught me that a man can't be defined by anyone but himself.

Klaus: I assume the six dead vampires were your doing?
Rebekah: They were very rude.
[recollects: ]
Rebekah: Trying to victimize a poor, innocent girl just trying to find her way to the Quarter.
[hapless ruffian bullies were no match for the blonde Original vampire who turned them into red soup]
Rebekah: So sorry, were they friends of yours?
[more: ]
Rebekah: That's right, you don't have any friends.
Klaus: I do have friends. I have Marcel. You do remember him, don't you? Yes, of course you do. He fancies himself the king of the Quarter now, and he has these rules about killing vampires. It will be fun to see what sort of punishment he comes up with for you.
Rebekah: I don't care about Marcel or his rules. Elijah doesn't welsh on deals. What did you do to him?
Klaus: Perhaps he's on holiday.
[points up at ceiling]
Klaus: Or taking a long autumn nap upstairs. Well, go on. Take a look around.

Antoinette: Don't tell me you've never heard of vampires?
Elijah: Stories... I think. Uh, folklore.
Antoinette: [husky voice] Do I look like folklore to you?
Elijah: Is there a cure?
Antoinette: Why would you want one?

Freya: [slaps Kol, who had been mocking werewolf-bitten Finn] What is wrong with you?

Klaus: We all saw the white oak destroyed. Plus, this city was crawling with vampires, all of whom had no choice but to shield me from potential foes. Were I to die, they would die. I couldn't have been more safe. And now my sire link is undone. Those very foes will come for me, like never before.
Freya: [with a sigh] It's only been a few days since the link was broken. Must you jump into crippling paranoia already?
Elijah: That's a default setting.

Antoinette: [at piano] Your past seems to have caught up with you.
[Elijah reacts]
Antoinette: Keep playing, keep playing. There was a man waiting for me in the kitchen. He tried to compel me to walk away from you forever. He said he's come to take you home.

Hayley: [to Hope] No, it's not your strength that they're afraid of. You... are a Mikaelson witch, with a werewolf mother, and an Original father. You are the one that could finally unite all the factions, and that goes against everything that they believe in. They thrive on hatred, and you... You, my sweet girl, are their worst fear.

Elijah: [going after Hayley] Where are you going?
Hayley: To find my daughter!
Elijah: How are you going to do that?
Hayley: I'll figure it out!
Elijah: Let me help you!
[puts his hand on Hayley's shoulder]
Hayley: [turns around, snaps] Don't touch me!
Elijah: I am on your side.
Hayley: I never should have brought her here!

Klaus: [Roman is in chains] Have you decided how you're going to kill him?
Hope: [from the darkness behind] Slowly.

Elijah: You will not break me.
Lenore: [as Esther] Oh, you are already broken, my dear boy, but not beyond repair. I am here to fix you. I am here to fix you all.

Hayley: Your wretched mother and her disciples tried to put a carving knife through the heart of our baby. I will happily add to the body count.

Hayley: You weren't really gonna do it, were you?
Hope: No, I was! Dad stopped me at the last minute.
Hayley: [sighs] Hope, promise me... that you won't try it again, that you won't ever deny *any* part of yourself. Promise me.
Hope: Aunt Freya says that you don't want me to trigger my werewolf side.
Hayley: It's... complicated. And having all two-hundred-and-six bones crack in your body, sucks! It really does. But when you're running through the woods under a full moon with no thought of pain or... or trouble, just freedom... there's no greater feeling in the world.
Hope: I'm so stupid. I... I actually thought that... he liked me.
Hayley: Hope... if we all judged ourselves by the mistakes we've made with the men in our lives, we would *never, ever* get any peace.
Hope: Nowhere to go but up, I guess.

Freya: I need you to hear me on this, Hope. There's not enough magic in the world to slow this down.

Elijah: [to Hope] You know something? When you were born, I declared that... you would be the savior of this family. It wasn't fair. We shouldn't have been your burden to bear.
Hope: How old were you when you promised to protect my father? Much older than me?

Handsome: [death around him] What kind of hell demons are you?
Rebekah: We're vampires, darling. The Original vampires. Rebekah, Elijah,
[glances at coffins]
Rebekah: our brothers, Kol and Finn, may they rest in peace...
Klaus: [sitting at entrance, devouring bloodied corpse] Are we saving the best for last?
Rebekah: And our half-brother, Niklaus. Ignore him. He's a beast.

Father: It is ironic discussing free will with a mind-controlling vampire.

Freya: [in Lucien's penthouse] It's not here. I can't find it.
Hayley: Calm down. Freya, think. When you were poisoned before, Klaus stole an antidote from Lucien. It has to be here.
Freya: There's no
[shakes her head]
Freya: other place to look. If I can't find the cure, I will die.

Genevieve: [studying ancient scroll] Your mother's spell is as complicated as it is elegant. She's clearly a very gifted witch.
Klaus: Is this the bit here?
Genevieve: Hey, like I said, It's complicated. She bound protection magic to black kyanite stone. A werewolf with the stones is free from turning on a full moon.
Klaus: And what of the improvements?
Genevieve: The spell will enhance speed, strength and agility.
Klaus: There should be something in there about fangs. It's what my mother used on us when she turned us into vampires.
Genevieve: Not just fangs. You said you want venom, so the bite is still lethal to vampires.
[chuckles]
Genevieve: Here. Should make a nice gift. I'm sure Hayley will be thrilled.
Klaus: Oh, not just Hailey. You"ll be making quite a few of these. Let's call it an even hundred.
Genevieve: That's not the deal I made with Elijah.
Klaus: Well, you're dealing with me now. And I am offering...
[bends down towards her]
Klaus: considerably more.
Genevieve: You think because I sleep with you, I'm suddenly at your beck and call.
Klaus: Because you sleep with me, love, I will protect you from those that will do you harm, including my brother. Because... I need you, however, I"m prepared to offer something more valuable than my protection.
Genevieve: Which is what?
Klaus: My mother's grimoire... from which I took these spells. You see, Elijah is offering you a mere peek at its pages, but I will grant it to you... as a gift... if... you pledge your loyalty to me, beginning with the creation of those rings.
Genevieve: [realizes] This has been your plan all along. You wanna build a werewolf army and you're using me to do it.
Klaus: Sweetheart... I'm not the enemy. Nor are the wolves. Your abusive coven expects you to sacrifice yourself for the last of the harvest girls.
[lifts her chin]
Klaus: Do this one favor for me, and you need never fear anyone... ever again.

Elijah: Gia was innocent. Innocence does not do well with our family.
Rebekah: She's not the only thing Nik stole from you last night.
Elijah: Hayley was never mine to steal.
Rebekah: Elijah, it hurts me to see you pretend you don't deserve happiness. That you don't deserve her.
Elijah: And what about you, sister? Where is your happiness?
Rebekah: [looks down contemplatively, then takes out lighter] Everything we love, we turn to ash.
[sets mother's coffin on fire]

Klaus: [to Aurora] You presume to know me? Then know this... I will gladly end you for what you did to Camille, but first i'm gonna make you suffer in ways your spoiled, little mind cannot possible imagine! And when it's over... When your sweet recollections have been rendered obsolete, you will associate my name with fear and pain and perhaps the dull realization that you... Are nothing to me!

Klaus: We were innocent once, Elijah. This bloodlust was forced upon us by our parents, turning us from prey to predator. We are the demons lurking in shadow. We are the savage villains in fairy tales told to children. But not for my child. Not for Hope. In her story, we are the knights in shining armor. Without you by my side, I don't think I can survive my own love for my daughter. I need you. I need you, brother. The monster in me can only be checked by the monster in you. Only together can we defeat our demons and save our family.

Rebekah: Elijah, you know what it is like to be apart. At first, the feeling is exhilarating, but then, one day, inevitably, you wake up with that pit in your stomach, that dull, aching feeling of missing the only people who know you.

Rebekah: No, this isn't right. We deserve this. We've earned this. I won't let it slip away. I know what to do to stop Esther.
Elijah: Rebekah, no...
Rebekah: I'm gonna take her deal. And when I do, I'm taking her down with me.

Sophie: [about Hayley, nervous] Don't do it. Please. What if I'm wrong about her?
Jane: [preparing the ritual] That's the beauty of you. You're never wrong. She's the only way we're gonna get to Klaus.
Sophie: Can't we get someone else to do the spell?
Jane: Who? Half the witches don't believe you and the other half are too scared.
Sophie: Because they know we're gonna get caught, Jane-Anne.
Jane: We don't have any other options, Sophie.

Camille: [to Klaus] You are such a coward. This isn't about me. You have kept me here for weeks just so someone, anyone wouldn't see who you really are. And now that I have, it scares the hell out of you. Doesn't it?

Rebekah: [reading over his shoulder] What are you doing with Mother's spell-book?
Elijah: Well, in exchange for my freedom, I promised the witch Davina that I would share a few pages from Mother's grimoire. To help her to learn to control her magic. I thought we'd begin with a little unlinking spell.
Rebekah: Wait. You want to use her to unlink Hayley from Sophie Deveraux?
Elijah: Sophie brought us to this town under false pretenses. She doesn't just want us to take down Marcel and his minions, she wants to take Davina back. So, she yolked her own cause to ours, with magic threats and half-truths. Well, no more. As of now, our deal with Sophie Deveraux is null and void.

Hayley: You don't get it, do you? That's the exact reason why we're here. Maybe if you hadn't been a dick to, I don't know, *everybody*, then we wouldn't even be on the run.
Klaus: I've always done what I needed to do to protect our family from numerous enemies. I make no apologies for my methods.
Hayley: Do you even *hear* yourself, Klaus? You're incapable of... even pretending... to be a good person. And you can
[shrugs]
Hayley: justify it all you want with... strategy and us versus them, but at the end of the day, the enemies that you have are the ones that you *made*. Is that what you want for your daughter? Is that how you want her to see the world?
[Klaus stands hesitating]
Hayley: I'm not just gonna stand back and let you raise her to be just like you, Klaus.
Klaus: If it's your impulse to trust in the kindness of those outside the family, all the more reason you need my protection.
[opens car door to drive off]
Hayley: [slams door shut] I'm gonna go speak to that girl because she needs my help! You're gonna stay here and shut up! I've earned at least that.
[on her way]
Klaus: Hayley, listen to me!
Hayley: There is a very good chance that one day, our daughter will be dealing with the same thing that Kayla is dealing with.
[Klaus looks at baby Hope]
Hayley: And if that day comes, I hope that someone makes it their business to help her too.
[her hand on his shoulder]
Hayley: Being kind doesn't make you weak, Klaus.

Klaus: [about Elijah] You hardly know him... and yet you miss him. What is it about my brother that always inspires such instant admiration?
Hayley: He was kind to me.
Klaus: Well, don't be fooled, love. I'm the devil in disguise.

Camille: [to Klaus] Rebekah's out to get you. Elijah's out to get you. Is there anyone who isn't plotting your downfall? I doubt you trust your own reflection.

Klaus: What did my father say to you?
Hayley: Why do you call him that?
Klaus: He has done damage only a father can do.

Camille: I didn't come here to appreciate art. If you wanna talk about your progress as a person striving for empathy, fine. If not, I'll go.
Klaus: Have I offended you?
Camille: I agreed to see you... professionally, but... I was very clear when I set our boundaries, and they don't include private art shows.
Klaus: Well, well, then, perhaps you prefer to escort me to tomorrow's opening?
Camille: Call me if you wanna talk.
[starts leaving, then stops]
Camille: Wait. You're worried no one else will come. Rebekah's gone, Marcel's angry, Elijah won't even look at you. You'll be alone.
[walks back to him]
Camille: You're scared. Because the people you love are angry with you. Maybe you need to think about that.
[her cellphone buzzes]
Camille: I have to go.

Elijah: I received some unsettling information... from Lucien Castle. I don't trust the source, but I... trust you.
Freya: [Elijah gives some of his blood so that she can cast spell] If you fed on this prophetic witch, her blood is still in your system. If there's a weapon that can kill you, we need to know.
[dips her fingers into blood-filled bowl, chants in another language]
Elijah: [as table rattles and blood oozes from Freya's ear] Freya! Stop!
Freya: [after much suffering] It's true. There is a terrible shadow over you. Rebekah too. If this prophecy is... fulfilled, you will all fall. One by friend, one by foe, and one... by family.

Rebekah: [to Thierry] Look, we have one shot at this. And I know our chances of success are sweet bugger all, but we've gotta do it. So, please, one stray dog to another, help us.

Rebekah: [to his voicemail] Elijah, if not answering your phone is part of your clever plan to get me back to this God-forsaken city, then well done. I'm here, and I'm worried. Now pick up before I kick in your bloody door.

Aurora: Cami, it's been a while. How's vampirism treating you?
Camille: As a matter of fact, I'm enjoying it. That's why I'm here.
[takes out dagger, and Aurora gasps]
Camille: To express my gratitude.
Aurora: Ooh, you cheeky little minx. You come to have a go at me?
Klaus: [chained, on his knees] Get out of here, Camille!
Aurora: Shut up, Nik! This is between us girls! Though I suppose I will let you listen to her cries as I tear off her limbs like the wings of a pretty little butterfly.
Camille: I'd like to see you try.
[holds out knife]
Aurora: Ooh! You're brandishing your antiques at me. I suppose I would be scared if I thought you were quick enough to use them.
[chuckles as she advances upon retreating Cami]
Aurora: You really did not think this through, did you?
[shakes her head gleefully]
Camille: Actually... we did.
[the elevator bell dings and Hayley jumps upon Aurora]

Detective: [he surprised her as she was unlocking the bar] Hey. It's just me.
Camille: [panting] Maybe not the best time to be sneaking up on people.
Detective: I'm sorry, it's been a long night.
[sighs]
Detective: I saw you walking in. I thought you might not mind pouring me a drink.

Jackson: [still tied up as Klaus opens more crates] Are you trying to kill us?

Elijah: You look perfect.
[indeed, she is a vision of loveliness]
Elijah: Halley, I understand this arrangement is important... to your cause. And I will do nothing to dissuade you from it. I would be remiss if I didn't tell you at least once...
Hayley: Don't... Don't say it. Ever since the first day I met you... I have felt... everything... for you. And all this time... you were never able to say how you feel about me. And I get it. You can't just be the guy who says how he feels.
[looks down at her engagement ring]
Hayley: But Jackson is.
[looks up at Elijah]
Hayley: And I think I can be happy with him.
[tearfully: ]
Hayley: And I just wanna be happy, Elijah.
[shakes her head]
Hayley: So whatever you were gonna say to me...
[shakes her head]
Hayley: Please don't say it.
[he nods, leaves]

Camille: [to Klaus] Look at you! Repeating the same destructive cycles of your life over and over again! You are the architect of your own happiness.

Aurora: Nik, I am not your enemy. Nor Rebekah, she is my sire. But I do hate Elijah, given what he's done to me. And to you.
Klaus: So you choose to ally with the brother who locked you in a prison and the stableboy who, until now, was always so far beneath you.
Aurora: You know, the three of us spent one hundred years... working together... and running together... believing we were the Mikaelsons. And you knew your father. It was no easy task to avoid him. And yet we survived. And when the compulsion ended, it was as if someone had peeled off our skin. We lost *everything.* Who we were, and what we'd become in a single moment. And even though we now knew we were more than an elaborate red herring, Mikael was *still* after us. And Tristan swore he wouldn't rest until we made you pay. So the three of us swore a pact of vengeance. For centuries we scoured the world looking for weapons that would kill the lot of you. But Lucien and Tristan never quite got over their hatred of one another.
Klaus: It seems a little shortsighted. If my family dies, so do all of you.
Aurora: [smiles] Well, that's the beautiful mystery, isn't it?

Eva: [finds her sister constructing a marker for Mikael] Freya... I am so sorry.
Freya: About what? Certainly not our father. I alone mourn him... as I alone loved him. And now... because of Klaus... my father was taken from me once more.
Eva: I never knew the man you are mourning. He showed more tenderness to you yesterday than we have ever seen. All I can recall is his terrible temper... his awful cruelty... Especially to Klaus.
Freya: That is not an excuse.
Eva: Isn't it? I know that Klaus can be infuriating... treacherous even, but there is no one better to have by your side against someone like Dahlia. Klaus wants Hope to be save just as much as you want your freedom. We need to work together.
Freya: How can you defend him? *I* was abducted by Dahlia, spent years under her control, and yet he acts as if I am the enemy. I have given... you all every reason to trust me... and still Klaus rejects me. In all honesty... I cannot understand why you continue to trust him.
[walks: ]
Freya: You and Elijah have a choice. From now on, it's either Klaus... or me.
[goes off]

Diego: [to drinking Oliver] Hey, wolf-boy! Should I have them put that into a bowl for you?
Oliver: Well, yeah, if you want me to crush your skull with it.
Francesca: Please, boys, at least fight over something interesting. Me perhaps?
Diego: No, you don't wanna get involved with his kind. See, they got this nasty little habit of going berserk and ripping innocent people to shreds.
Oliver: No, no. Okay, look. If my people... wronged you in any way... you have my condolences, okay?
[pause]
Oliver: Though I'd be surprised if my kin could choke him down, being half as ugly as him.
[Diego and Oliver fight]

Zealot: Don't you see? You freed it, Vincent. You gave it breath. And now it must be fed!

Jackson: Hayley. What's going on?
Hayley: [closes door] We need to talk.
Jackson: Are you okay?
Hayley: Yes. Uh, no, I mean, I was just thinking that if we're gonna go through with this marriage then I... wanna do it right and I wanna be honest with you.
[he looks at her expectantly]
Hayley: The last couple of days when I was gone... the truth is... I was with Elijah.
Jackson: Okay.
Hayley: No. I mean I was... *with* Elijah.
Jackson: [truth dawns upon him, it hurts, and he staggers away, turning back:] Are you in love with him?
[no: ]
Jackson: Right. I guess I already knew that, didn't I?
Hayley: It doesn't matter how I feel, Jack. This isn't about me or you. It's...
Jackson: It's a sacrifice.
Hayley: That's not what I said.
Jackson: No. Hayley, you didn't have to.

[first lines]
Klaus: [has the Chief of Police held by his throat, at arm's length, over balcony railing] The taxpayers of New Orleans deserve a skilled Chief of Police. How inept are you if not a single one of your men can locate the woman I seek?
Police: [shakes his head, gasping out his words:] We're trying. She's a ghost.
Klaus: Aurora de Martel is rather petite, and may indeed slip through the cracks like a wicked little cricket, but she is not a ghost.
[shifts his grip, and the Chief chokes]
Klaus: Not yet.
[hisses: ]
Klaus: I think the City's finest could try a bit harder. Hmm?
Police: [gasps:] Okay.
Freya: [enters] I see we're in for another normal Mikaelson breakfast.
Elijah: Niklaus, for heaven's sake, release the poor creature.
[which is what Klaus does, dropping the Chief down to the ground a storey below to land with a groan]
Elijah: That's not what I meant.
Klaus: [smiles] He'll live. And he'll remember to do better.
Freya: Is all this torture necessary?
Klaus: [to Marcel] Where have you been?
Marcel: I was making sure that the Strix and their witches were out trying to find your loony ex-girlfriend. Is that okay by you?
Elijah: Gentlemen, please.
Marcel: All our heads are on the chopping block because
[points at Klaus]
Marcel: he lost the one thing that can kill an Original.
Freya: It's not his fault that Cami was waving the white oak stake around like a kite, or that Aurora made a deal with one of your witches.
Marcel: Oh, yeah, it is.
Klaus: I'm quite capable of defending myself, thank you, Freya. What I cannot do is cast a spell to find Aurora.
[ironic: ]
Klaus: In that respect, we're alike.
Freya: [defensive] Aurora is cloaked, most likely by the very witch she killed. I have been working nonstop, every day.
Klaus: Well, you've stopped now, haven't you?
[Freya looks hurt by this slight]
Klaus: Well, go on. On your way.
Freya: [looks down, then meets his eyes again] Do you talk to our other sister like this?
[no answer]
Freya: Didn't think so.
[turns, walks away]
Elijah: Freya...!

Hayley: Not a fan of goats, huh?
Davina: I love goats. But you know how many of them I've had to sacrifice? Just once, I'd like to get a gift card.
[Hayley chuckles, takes a swig of beer straight from the bottle]
Davina: I mean, I know this is a tradition, but It's just not... me. And you know what I really hate?
Hayley: That choker scarf?
Davina: This choker scarf. You know, I only wore it because Josephine did. And I thought that maybe if... I were more like her, then... then maybe they would respect me.
Hayley: Here.
[hands over the bottle of beer]
Hayley: You need this more than I do.
[Davina accepts, takes hearty swig from the bottle]
Hayley: You know, Davina, I... I wasn't okay with what you had me do to the Versailles coven. But I'm guessing that you're not okay with It, either. So you're running from It, pretending to be someone that you're not. Someone who you think that they want you to be. Do you know what I learned? No one is gonna respect you until you show them who you really are. So... if you're gonna wear old lady choker scarves,
[removes the dated old thing]
Hayley: you're gonna get old lady goats.
[they're friends now]

Hayley: What if... whoever is responsible for all those dead witches is still out there? We've already established that it likes me and hates witches, so you'll be safer with me.
Sophie: Sorry if I'm not buying your sudden concern for my safety.
Hayley: Listen, the whole reason I came to this stupid town in the first place was to learn about my family. Your sister is the one who told me that Marcel ran the werewolves out of the Quarter into the bayou, and last night, pretty sure that some guardian angel wolf saved my life. So I'm coming with you.
Rebekah: [appears] Could you two be more idiotic?
[as: ]
Rebekah: Two can play the follow game, you know? You heard Klaus He and Marcel are headed right where you're going.
Hayley: So distract them. Because unless you wanna lock a hormonal pregnant werewolf in a tomb, I'm coming with you. And wouldn't Elijah be mad if he heard that the baby and I died of asphyxiation?

Elijah: [to Sophie] So, why don't you tell me what business your family has with my brother?

Rebekah: [leaving voicemail] Elijah, this is me not worrying that you were supposed to be here twenty minutes ago. Please call me back.
Kol: It's been too long. We should go.
Rebekah: We're not leaving our family.
Kol: Marcel could be shredding our family to pieces even as we speak.
Rebekah: Or perhaps they simply don't have cellphone service in a drainage pipe. They'll be here, Kol.

Elijah: [calling] Brother! Niklaus!
Hayley: You do realize that literally everyone here has supernatural hearing, right?
Elijah: Where is my brother?
Hayley: I'll check his calendar.
[consults cellphone]
Hayley: Wait, no, not his wife.
Elijah: Hayley, this city is under siege by an army following my deranged mother's every command. Now, considering it was your people who just declared war on my kind, perhaps now is not the best time for your particular brand of... sass.
Hayley: Klaus left a little while ago. If you wanna find him,
[shakes: ]
Hayley: I can't help you.
[still: ]
Hayley: If only there was a... magical device that people use to call people.
[hands over cellphone]
Hayley: I just don't know. I'm out of ideas. Good luck.
[turns, walks away, then turns back]
Hayley: Oh! One more thing, Elijah. Those beasts that you're referring to? They may be under Esther's control, but like you said, they're my people.
[green: ]
Hayley: If you hurt them, your bitch mother will be the least of your problems.

Klaus: You bent a fork in half.
Hope: Better than sticking it into the side of Elijah's neck.
Klaus: He wasn't himself, Hope.
Hope: I don't care! Okay, I'm not ready to forgive him, memory or not.
Klaus: [uncertainty] So, it's just Elijah then?
Hope: All right, I'll say it again until you believe me. I'm all right.

Elijah: My memory was gone.
[shakes his head]
Elijah: I didn't know who she was.
Hope: Well, now you do. How does it feel?
Elijah: Like the worst pain I've ever experienced.
Hope: [she hears the whispering voices in her head again, they hurt] I hate you!
Elijah: I hate me, too!

Freya: [after killing Cassie] I despise traitors.

Klaus: It turns out my brother is even more depraved than I am. He is the noble stag no longer, indeed an altogether different beast is crepeing through the cracks. And you have also altogether failed in your representation of me because there is one thing you never thought me capable of. Forgiveness. You, Finn, have remained a boar for centuries but here is where your true fault lies. You never learned that the bonds of family far outweigh anything else. Such bonds trump petty jealousies, they overcome great feuds, and yes, they even allow one monster to pardon the great sins of another.

Hope: [sobbing] I thought I could handle it. I really did.
Klaus: You did the best you could. And I will be here for you every step of the way.

Alexis: Drink deep, but beware, what you broke is past repair. All your oaths you betray, Your sacred vows you sever. And now you see that nothing last, for always and forever. Three yet remain, two already crossed. Yet in one year's time, you'll all be lost. As your family is undone, you will seed the beast that is to come.

Klaus: Papa Tunde defeated Rebekah with ease. Almost got the two of us as well. If he was supposed to be their prize fighter, why leave him for dead in our front yard?
Rebekah: [arriving] My, don't you all look cheery. Listen to this. A girl literally exploded from a grave today as Sabine was giving her tour of the City of the Dead. It was Monique Deveraux.
Klaus: What?
Rebekah: The tourists thought it was part of the show, but the witches were celebrating like it was some kind of bloody miracle.
Marcel: Maybe it is. They think that all hope is lost, but now suddenly a Harvest girl is resurrected. This is how we're gonna get Davina back. Kill the witch who took her place.
Hayley: I have a theory about who one of them could be.
[displays composite drawing made from Davina's sketches]
Hayley: Celeste. I mean, It's gotta be. Davina was trying to tell us. She was drawing pictures of Celeste. She was warning us that a great evil was coming.
Klaus: First, Papa Tunde returns to settle old scores.
[to: ]
Klaus: Now your murdered lover is back. This isn't witches attacking vampires. They're declaring war on us.

Sophie: Don't get cranky with me. I'm the only witch that still likes you.

Rebekah: [to Klaus] It's okay to care. It's okay to want something. That's all Elijah was trying to do, all he's ever wanted for you. All we've ever wanted.

Klaus: I love my family. You, Elijah, I loved all of you. I know I can be difficult, but I did not make myself that way. It was Mikael who ruined me.
Rebekah: He ruined me too, that's what you forget. Centuries later, each of us is broken. You with your anger and paranoia, me with my fear of abandonment, and poor Elijah, he dedicates himself to everyone but himself. We are the strongest creatures in the world, and yet we're damaged beyond repair. We lived without hope, but we will never die. We are the definition of cursed, always and forever.

Aurora: Oh! Men are such good talkers, but how rarely they produce more than words.
[chuckles]
Aurora: And they call me delusional.

Klaus: [looking over a tied up, beaten Jackson] Accolades to Marcel. He did quite a dance across the bridge of your nose.
Elijah: [as he opens a crate to reveal a bomb] Although he did leave us a delightful parting gift.

Rebekah: [on cellphone] Nik, it's me. There's an army of your sirelings eager for blood. Marcel has them set to tear apart the city to find you. But after a brief chat, he's considered an alternative. Though I think it might be worse. He wants you to come back here and stand trIal for your sins.
Klaus: Before a jury of those who hate me the most? Like hell I will.
Rebekah: If you don't, this mob will hunt you down. And given their current frenzy, I can't imagine they'll show any mercy to you or anyone standing in their way.

Jackson: [finds Hayley down by the river, half-heartedly skimming stones] You scared me. I was worried you ran off in the middle of the night.
Hayley: No, I was just out here thinking.
[tosses rock so that it plonks into the river, then is shown how to do it]
Hayley: Jack, I know I'm supposed to divulge my great secret, but I... I can't. I can't even tell you why I can't.
Jackson: And you really think there's a secret you have that's so bad you can't tell me?
Hayley: It's not safe, Jack.
Jackson: When have we ever been safe, Hayley? Our people have been cursed, hunted, exiled, but you and me... with this wedding, we can change all that. We can create a new pack. One with your ability to... turn at will. So we give each other our secrets. If we don't, then the transfer power won't work and we're back to where we were.
[Hayley considers this skeptically]
Jackson: Look... even if we call off the wedding... there's still something that I need to tell you.
Hayley: Jack, I'm sure you've lived quite the life, but I can't imagine that your secrets are anything like mine.
Jackson: There's one.
[she looks at him questioningly]
Jackson: Has to do with... how your parents died.

[first lines]
Klaus: [narrating] In New Orleans, bodies cannot be buried. Instead, in boxes above the ground, the dead cluster together. When a man passes on, his family tomb is cracked open. Old bones are shoved aside to make room for fresh remains. Bloodlines mix, rotting together.

Mikael: [up against a horde of adversaries, chuckles:] We are well met. So be it. Are you ready?
Klaus: I was born ready!

Elijah: [acknowledges early morning visitor] Josephine.
Josephine: [wears jewel-decorated scarf, obviously to hide lethal neck injury] Forgive me for calling so early, Elijah... But I've come bearing a message from your Aunt Dahlia. She is owed a debt and she means to be paid.
Klaus: She can writhe in hell first.
Josephine: For merely taking what your mother promised her? If you must harbor hatred, isn't it better spent on the one who traded your child away a thousand years ago? Blame Esther, if you must... but I... seek only to fulfill a bargain. A bargain that consequently resulted in your very existence. Perhaps you should be thanking me.
Elijah: [sees this apparition for who she really is, steps forward] Dahlia.
Josephine: My child... I prefer... "Aunt... Dahlia."
Klaus: [steps forward] You dare... enter my home.
Josephine: I only came for what is mine. The time has come... to add the child's power to my own. Though I do not detect her here... I see you used a spell... to cloak her. No matter.
[croaking: ]
Josephine: Such spells will yield, as will you. Say your farewells. You have till nightfall tomorrow. And then... the child... shall... be mine. Be a dear, and inform the mother. No reason we can't be civilized about this.

little: [runs off happily after getting patted on the head by Jackson, calling out to her friends:] Wait for me!
Hayley: Looks like I got some competition.
Jackson: [chuckles] Unfortunately for Daisy, I am a one-woman kinda guy.
Hayley: Their meeting is taking place up at Mary's.
[senses presence of someone watching them]
Jackson: Okay.
Hayley: You go ahead, I'll be right there.
[Jackson smiles, goes off, and she attacks the guy]
Marcel: Wait! I'm not here to hurt you!
Hayley: Stalking me is a funny way of showing it. You're lucky we're friends, I would have killed you.
Marcel: Okay, remember our friendship when I tell you why I'm here. Finn sent me to get your blood.
Hayley: Why would Finn want my blood?
Marcel: I assume he needs it for a locator spell. To find your daughter.
Hayley: [shocked] No... How does he know?
Marcel: He put two and two together.
Hayley: Where is Finn now?
Marcel: I don't know. He said he'd tell me where to meet him later. But listen, I gotta give him something. He's killing one of my guys every hour till he gets it.
Hayley: I need to call Klaus.

Hayley: [inside church] These people, they're werewolves. And the priest, he said that you're donating the food. You're helping them?
Klaus: They're not your werewolves. They're my clan, from very far back. They've fallen upon very hard times. And their plight has brought out the philanthropist in me. What can I say? Must be Elijah's influence.
Hayley: [as he walks off] What do you mean, your clan?
Klaus: The blood that runs in their veins runs in mine.
[turns around to face her]
Klaus: And in our child's.
Hayley: This family gets more complicated by the second.

Klaus: [about Marcel] He fills a room with dynamite and yet I'm the tactless one?

Freya: [to Klaus:] You're our best advantage. Be fast, be brutal, destroy the totem, or we're dead!

Elijah: We are bound forever to those with whom we share our blood. Though we do not choose our family, that bond is our greatest strength.

Aurora: Nik... what a conundrum. Mother of your child, over here.
[gestures at unconscious Hayley]
Aurora: Woman of your dreams, over here.
[gestures at Cami]
Aurora: Which one should I kill first?
Klaus: [bargaining for their lives] I'm the one who betrayed you. I'm the one you hate.
Aurora: And they're the ones you care for. So what a *pleasure* for me to watch your face as I rip them apart.
Camille: Hey! I'm right here, ready and waiting.
Aurora: Cami, the hero was never a good look on you.
[bears down on her menacingly]
Aurora: Trembling and helpless is more your style!
[they tackle each other, and she gets a hold on her adversary]
Aurora: Cami, did Nik ever mention to you what happens when a vampire goes into a room without being invited?
Klaus: [as Aurora throws Cami forward] Aurora!

Klaus: [to Cami] Sounds like more than just a broken heart. Someone broke your trust.

Klaus: [to Hope] I won't let anything happen to you. I promise you that. I'm going to keep you safe. Always and forever.

[last lines]
Vincent: [Finn brought back to life] Oh... What did you do?
Freya: It took a while, but I healed you. Brought you back from death... using this.
Vincent: Your pendant.
[snorts]
Vincent: You said it would protect me.
Freya: It's a talisman used to focus my power. I knew it would be dangerous to face Elijah. I didn't want you to be hurt.
Vincent: Just like when we were children.
[grunts as he gets up]
Vincent: I seem to recall you were always defending me.
Freya: You're my brother, Finn. I love you. And we'll need to protect each other. If Dahlia has sensed Klaus' child... she's already on her way.
Vincent: Niklaus used magic to cloak the baby from my mother. It's gonna take a bit of time before Dahlia finds her...
Freya: You don't understand. Esther was nothing compared to Dahlia. I was taken when I was only five years old. I had just started to display the potential for magic. It is the magic that will draw Dahlia. It will serve as a beacon... calling her. Dahlia will come!

Elijah: No one hurts my family and lives. No one.

Rebekah: [came to in her own body again, just as frustrated Marcel smashed an urn because he thought Rebekah wasn't waking up] Ah, well, I've always been a sucker for a good display of strength.

Hayley: So the witch is missing, huh?
Rebekah: Walked right out of the front door. Know anything about it?
Hayley: No. Although I did tell her that the witch elders were dead.
Rebekah: Well, why would she care when the witches tried to kill her in their ritual?
Hayley: I think it was more that Marcel didn't tell her that the one thing preventing her from being freed had been eliminated.
Rebekah: So you are the reason she's run off.
Hayley: Hey... I was just telling her the truth. She's the one who realized they were just using her to keep their control over the witches.
Rebekah: Well, I've never been a fan of the boys' club.
[looks up at Klaus and Marcel plotting strategy of their search for Davina]
Rebekah: Just wait, Elijah will join them, and the three of them will be impossible. Used by the witches, lied to by Marcel, manipulated by Elijah, threatened by Klaus, she's like a modern-day Casket Girl.
Hayley: Are you talking about Davina or yourself?
Rebekah: Does it matter? Either way, us girls have got to stick together.

Rebekah: Well, now you can have whatever you want. Come with me.
Marcel: And go where, Rebekah?
Rebekah: Wherever we want to. We can build a home together. We can leave behind Klaus and... this city and those Orphan Annie vampires.
Marcel: Whoa, those Orphan Annie vampires are my family and this city is my home.
Rebekah: It was my home too, once. I left.
Marcel: You ran. I stayed. This empire, it thrives because of me. And you want me to run. A man does not run from his home.
Rebekah: I lived a lot longer than you, Marcellus. I have seen kings rise... and fall. If there is one thing I know to be true, it is that no matter how big your empire becomes, it is nothing if you have no one to share it with. You want New Orleans... have it. I won't be here to stop you.
[thrusts the apple back at him]

Klaus: [to Kol and Finn] I'd prefer you both to join me against our mother, but I'll happily settle for one or the other. Either way, if you continue to defy me, your lives will be reduced to an unending sequence of agonizing torture. So, which is it to be?

Aurora: [to chained Klaus] Darling, how would you like to watch me burn? That way you have the thrill of watching me rise from the ashes like a phoenix reborn.
Klaus: A lovely image. But I think you might ruin Lucien's carpet. Wouldn't you rather torture me a bit more before you end yourself?
Aurora: Are you stalling me? Perhaps plotting some strategy for escape? But even if you got free, what then? Kill me? Enact the serum? Make me into Lucien's equal?
[chuckles]
Aurora: Not the wisest strategy for your survival.
Klaus: Is this what you want? You do realize that becoming like him will only add to your already substantial misery. Lucian... cannot save you from yourself, nor could Tristan, nor could I, for that matter. You've spent centuries trying to cure your madness, and yet you're still no closer.
Aurora: You hold your wicked tongue, or I shall pluck it from your wicked skull!
Klaus: Yes, more threats! So go on then, tear me apart a bit at a time. I may die by day's end, but you will live forever. Unloved. Pathetic. Your life a perpetual slog of soul-crushing despair, and you unable to end it.
Aurora: Talking, talking, all this talking... Well, if I have to suffer through it, so should you...
[holds the stake against his throat...]

Rebekah: So last night was what, one last kiss goodbye?
Marcel: It was a mistake.

Aurora: You can always catch an insect with the smell of a flower.
[pricks finger with needle]
Aurora: But it is the smell of blood that draws a carnivore.

Camille: [pleading to Klaus] What about my brother, my twin brother? We were bonded our whole lives and I know, I know he didn't just snap. And I need to know who did this and I need to make this right. Don't take this away from me.

Rebekah: The savage Mikaelsons. Heroically defeating a terrible evil. Maybe this will finally earn us our redemption.
Klaus: Do any of us really believe that?
Keelin: Not for a second.
[considers: ]
Keelin: It's a wonderful sentiment.

Young: [after fencing duel] I'm gonna marry you someday.
Rebekah: I would never marry someone who couldn't best me in a duel.

Rebekah: I cannot believe you disposed of those vampires without me. You know how I love to set things on fire.
Klaus: Was I supposed to leave them in the front yard to rot? Besides, they were my responsibility. They attacked the helpless pregnant girl who is carrying my child.
Rebekah: [sarcastically] Oh, I am so moved by your new found sense of fatherly duty towards the werewolf carrying your hybrid bun in her oven.
Hayley: [entering the room] The werewolf would like to know what the plan is.
Klaus: Well, that depends what plan you mean, love. My plan for global domination, or Rebekah's plan to find love in a cruel, cruel world.
[his sister throws paintbrush at him as if it's a dagger, he catches it in midair]
Hayley: [impatiently] The plan to rescue Elijah. You know, the good brother, the one who is now in the possession of your mortal enemy after you
[accentuates: ]
Hayley: stabbed him in the back!
Klaus: In the front, if we're being specific.
Hayley: You two said that you would get him back. So is there a plan, or what?
Klaus: Okay. So firstly, Marcel is not my mortal enemy. He's my friend, albeit one who's unaware that I'm trying to sabotage his hold over the supernatural community of the French Quarter. But a friend nonetheless.
[smiles]
Klaus: And secondly, I daggered Elijah in order to gain Marcel's trust. If I had known he would place my brother in the hands of a particularly nasty teenage witch, I certainly would have weighed my options differently. And thirdly,
[gestures at Rebekah]
Klaus: sister, please.
Rebekah: And thirdly, the plan, as you have demanded, is for Niklaus to simply ask Marcel for Elijah back.
Hayley: Thats... that's not the whole plan, is it?
Rebekah: [scoffs] Oh, please. Klaus may be a miserable excuse for a sibling, but there is none more diabolical.
Klaus: That's only the plan 'A', love. There's always a plan 'B'.
Hayley: And what's plan 'B'?
Klaus: War.
[smiles]

Klaus: Every king needs an heir.

Genevieve: The moon has almost faded from the morning sky.
[picks up ritual knife]
Genevieve: I need to prepare.
[goes on her way]
Witch: She'll go through with it. The ancestors promised her her life.
Monique: What about their promise to us? Four harvest girls sacrificed, four girls returned. But her friends hijack it, and ours have to stay dead? Cassie was our friend. I hope she doesn't go through with it. Then you and I can do what the ancestors want, and they'll give us Cassie. And drag Genevieve back to where she came from.

Dahlia: [encounters daughter] There you are. After all these centuries. My beautiful Freya.
Freya: Dahlia!

Sophie: You can't go out there now. I need to gather the witches' remains and consrcrate them. If I don't get to them before sundown, we lose the link to their magic.
Klaus: Those witches tried to kill Hayley. I would prefer for Marcel's informant not to find anything that would lead him back to us,
[looks at Hayley]
Klaus: to her, or to, you know, that.
[points finger at Hayley's pregnant belly]
Hayley: You are all class.

Marcel: I have been looking everywhere for you.
Sofya: Hmm. I'm flattered. But I had business to take care of.
Marcel: Klaus said you tried to rescue me. He also said your boy Dominic was an acolyte of The Hollow.
Sofya: I only made a deal with Dominic to try and save you. Now that you're back, I'd like to figure out how we can
[whispers: ]
Sofya: put our problems to bed, once and for all.

Elijah: A single violent outburst at a filthy roadside café, and one never hears the end of it.

Hayley: Those people... all this about a vision of my baby you don't think is true.
Sophie: Look... I love Sabine, but she's the witch equivalent of a drama queen. I've learned to take little stock of whatever she says
[with: ]
Sophie: or sees. I just kind of wish she'd kept her mouth shut.
Hayley: The Harvest ritual. You said you didn't believe in it. Were you right?
Sophie: [shakes her head] No. I saw it with my own eyes. It was working. It was real.
Hayley: So how can you be so sure Sabine's vision isn't?
[Sophie has no answer to this]

Elijah: Family is power, Niklaus. Love, loyalty. That's power!

Rebekah: What the bloody hell is a Harvest?
Sophie: It's a ritual our coven does every three centuries so that the bond to our ancestral magic is restored. We appease our ancestors, they keep our ancestral power flowing.
Klaus: And why haven't I heard of this?
Sophie: Because the Harvest always seemed like a myth. A story passed down through generations, like Noah's Ark or the Buddha walking on water.
[sighs]
Sophie: The kind some people take literally... and some people don't.

Marcel: [to his vampires,] This is Thierry Vanchure--mean-ass horn player, lover of feisty women, witch, vampire, and human alike. I rebuilt this city with him and he always had my back even when I screwed up and forgot to have his. And now all I can do is promise this, T: I won't let you die in vain. I will take back our city, even if I have to burn it down first.

Klaus: [Ivy's chanting in foreign language, chanting, chanting] What's the delay?
Ivy: [interrupted, impatient] It's magic, not pay-per-view.
[continues chanting]

Freya: [to Klaus, who asked her why she didn't opt for suicide] Long ago, I did consider it. But Dahlia would never give me even that freedom. I would later learn the spell made me like her. Immortal... and impervious to harm. So you see... I am like you. A creature of... great power... cursed for all time.

Genevieve: And who put you in charge?
Monique: I communed with the ancestors. They said it's time for you to sacrifice yourself.
Genevieve: Of course. It will be an honor to fulfill my duty to our coven. But it's not quite my time yet.
Monique: The ancestors were very clear. We need for you to die so our community can have the full power of the Harvest.
Genevieve: Careful, Monique. Not so long ago, I was one of those ancestors. A spirit forced to watch as little by little witches surrendered everything to vampires. We may no longer live under Marcel's thumb, but I, for one, don't particularly enjoy answering to Elijah, either. Before I take my leave, I'd like to ensure that you have the power to control your own fate. The Mikaelson's mother, Esther, was a powerful witch. Her spell-book contains enchantments that we can use to our own ends. And I can steal it for our coven and will never be subjugated again. You'll have your sacrifice. But I have things to do before I die.

Camille: [kneeling next to fallen Klaus, aiming white oak stake] Stay the hell away from us. Or I swear to God, I'll kill you myself!
Mikael: You have a warrior's heart. Perhaps I'll keep it as a souvenir.

Marcel: [to Klaus] This is the last note in a song that I started a century ago, when I brought your dad to town. And for that I am sorry.

Klaus: Do it again, harder this time! All that pain, that simmering darkness, you need to purge it before it eats you alive!
Hope: Dad...
Klaus: [yells] Give me your anger, Hope!
[she yells out and knocks him down again]
Hope: It's not working!
Klaus: You're holding back.
Hope: Do you really think I wanna feel this way? No matter how hard I try to get it out, I don't feel any better.
[sighs]
Hope: You're not the one I wanna hurt.
Klaus: Give me a name.

Gia: [coming down stairs] I did like you said. Kept a low profile. Went all over the city. There's no sign of Elijah anywhere.
Marcel: Yeah, the humans I know said the same thing. Maybe Klaus is having better luck.
Hayley: [entering] No. He's not, which sucks, considering how low the bar is around here. Listen, you two up for a rescue mission?
Gia: Are we going after Elijah?
Hayley: Nope. That's all Klaus. I'm talking about Oliver. He and Elijah were fighting the werewolves together. I've heard that Oliver"s been captured, and he's about to be executed. Now, look, if we can save Oliver, then we might be able to find out where Elijah is.
Marcel: Okay. So, what do you want from us?
Hayley: Just a little distraction. Esther's son Finn. He's the one that's controlling the werewolves. If you can keep him out of the way, I can go get Ollie myself.
[turns to leave]
Marcel: [intercepting Hayley with vamp speed] You can't take on all those wolves by yourself. You'll get killed, and then I'll get killed for letting it happen.
Hayley: I'm not going in alone. The werewolves may be answering to the witches, but they still have an alpha. I just have to find him.
[on her way]

Elijah: You've been nursing that drink for over an hour.
Hayley: [smiles] Maybe there are some things that neither money or alcohol can solve. Did you ever have an ex that you just can't seem to get out of your system?

Marcel: [as he drinks] Oh, how's your family?
Klaus: Those who live hate me more then ever.
Marcel: Ah, forget 'em. If your blood relations let you down, you make your own, eh? You taught me that. And what's mine is yours, as always. Even my nightwalkers and the riff-raff.

Klaus: You're always leaving.
Rebekah: And I always come back.

Davina: You're completely cloaked. No magic will be able to track you. The witch's name is Kara Nguyen. She runs the Café Chim Lac in the Lower Ninth Ward. She'll be there before dawn.
[performs spell]
Davina: As long as the candle burns, your curse won't be active.
Hayley: And what if a strong wind comes along?
Davina: [another spell causes the candle to be covered by a Crescent symbol] My magic will protect the flame. Of course you'll have to work with me.
Hayley: [as Davina retracts the spell holding her captive, she rushes forward and pounces on top of her, snarling:] I'm doing this for my pack. If I turn into a wolf tonight before seeing my daughter, I will come for you, Davina. And I will tear you apart.
Davina: When the sun comes up tomorrow and you're still you, you'll owe me an apology
Hayley: [glaring down at little Davina] You have two hours. Get it done.

Camille: [about Lucian] Whose the dirt bag eyeing me like I'm a rack of lamb? Old Friend?

Hope: The diaries of Stefan Salvatore. I know I'm not supposed to touch it, but I practically have the whole thing memorized. Spoiler alert: Dad's the villain, and you're the evil henchman.
Elijah: From a very biased point of view.

Camille: [looking at a picture of her graduation day, posing with her uncle] Oh, I miss him. He just wanted me to be happy, get married, have a few kids. I guess the great O'Connell family line endeth here.
[sighs]
Camille: You know, I never really got it. The comfort he got from his faith. But right now, I wish I believed in an afterlife.
Klaus: Vampirism is, by definition, an afterlife.
Camille: Which one is it, Klaus? Heaven or Hell?

Klaus: Our mother, Elijah, the woman brought us into the world, made us what we are, and the whole time she lied to me. She made me weak.
Elijah: [resolved] You were never weak, Niklaus. You are and you have always been the most fierce of us all. In a thousand years, I have never seen anyone successfully stand against you, not even our wicked father, not one of the countless devoted to your destruction. You will protect our home, even in the face of an adversary such as our mother because that, brother, that is what you do.
Klaus: You remain ever the wise counsel, brother. The rest of the family could learn something from you.

Marcel: Hey, man. Where'd you run off to?
Klaus: You mean your minions aren't still documenting my every move?
Marcel: Someone put you in a mood. What can I do?
Klaus: What you can do is you can tell me what this thing is you have with the witches.
Marcel: Oh, we're back to that?

Hayley: I've learned my lesson. At first I was against your plan. I thought that we should live with Elijah's treaty, but after that party... Those innocent people... There will never be a peace.
[shakes her head]
Hayley: The weak will always be at the mercy of whoever is calling the shots.
Jackson: It's survival of the fittest. We need to protect ourselves. And we... we need to protect each other.
Hayley: We need to use Klaus' help while he is still willing to give it. But, Jackson... from now on, you have to tell me everything. And no matter what we do not trust Klaus.

Freya: [to Keelin] You had a deal with Hayley, not with me. You see, when it...
[leans forward into her face]
Freya: comes to my family,
[hisses]
Freya: I don't negotiate!

Freya: I was ruined by those who raised me.
[looks at Klaus]
Freya: At least we have that in common.

Aurora: You cannot defeat Niklaus, Lucien. He is, and has always been, your better.

Jackson: What about our other problem?
Hayley: You mean our evil landlord?

Marcel: [as he looks at Elijah lying in coffin] The sucker's resilient. He's like a cockroach in a suit. Doesn't matter, time to give old Elijah to Klaus anyway.
Davina: You asked me to figure out how to kill the Originals. I'm not done. Silver dagger hurts them, but
[scoffs]
Davina: that's it
Marcel: Davina, we've been through this. Klaus saved my life. I owe him one. Since he wants his brother back...
Davina: Tonight's the annual Dauphine Street Music Festival. I wanna go. Please?
Marcel: The whole point of you being up here is so you're never spotted out there. You know who works smack in the middle of Dauphine Street. Sophie Deveraux, pain-in-the-ass witch, and you know what the witches will do to you if they find you.
Davina: But you control the witches. Make her go away. Marcel, it's one night...!
Marcel: I said no.
Davina: I do anything you say... but sometimes I think you forget what I'm capable of. Did you know I can make someone's blood boil? All I have to do is focus.
Marcel: [as sweat pours out of him, he gives in with a smile] Fine. We compromise, all right? You go out alone, too dangerous. But I introduce you to a friend of mine that's gonna be there, nice lady. You two are gonna hit it off.
[Davina smiles, and the heat is off]

Freya: [to Hope] Listen, I know what it's like to have something taken from you against your will, okay? With me, it was time. Years and years cursed to sleep by Aunt Dahlia until the world spun around me. I'm telling you, when you realize everything you've missed, it devastates.
Hope: You know, if it were just to save my Mom, I'd wanna do it... or it could be the fact that... I'm partially responsible for her being taken. Or... that I'm not even sure I even want this freakish side of myself. But it's all those things! So, please, Aunt Freya, get whatever supplies that you need because you and I are doing this!

Klaus: [angrily yelling] Isn't that the point of a fortress? It does a better job of protecting you while you stay within its walls!
Hayley: Okay, we get it. Let's just figure out what the hell we're gonna do next.
Klaus: What I would like to do is take a strong leash...
Elijah: [paternalistic] Children, please. Niklaus, your ire is justified, however Hayley is quite right. We need to find a new strategy. Freya, if you please.
Freya: [sighs] This spell you described. Dahlia calls it "kenning." Using proxies to watch her enemies from afar. But I've... never seen it done on this scale.
Hayley: Awesome. So basically every hurricane-chugging, boob-flashing tourist on Bourbon street could be a potential spy.
Freya: The good news is I know a little about how her magic works. This tonic will at least prevent her from using any of us.
Rebekah,: Well, come on... bottoms up!
[drinks]

Jackson: You gotta try Tucker's ribs.
Hayley: And then what? Then we're gonna play horseshoes?
Jackson: You don't mock country living, darlin'.
Hayley: Sorry. This is just a lot more family fun than I'm used to.
Jackson: Well, maybe I can help you get used to it.
Oliver: Then all we gotta do is just forget she spent half her life with humans and the other half with vampires.
Jackson: Ollie, back off.
Hayley: It's okay. If the runt of the litter has something to say, he should say it.
Oliver: [scoffs] You know, word from the Quarter is your boy Elijah is holding some kind of power summit. Guess who wasn't invited?
Hayley: Where did you hear this?
Oliver: It doesn't matter. The point is we're stuck here in the swamp while your vampire boyfriend's deciding who gets what in the city. And I guess that shows how much respect he's got for the werewolves, huh?

Klaus: [knowingly without turning] Evening, Elijah.
Elijah: Niklaus.
Klaus: What an entirely unwelcome surprise.
Elijah: Come with me.
Klaus: I'm not going anywhere. Not until I find out who's conspiring against me.
Elijah: I believe I just found that out for you.

Davina: I don't care about revenge! But I am a New Orleans witch. I will protect my home.

Marcel: [as they greet each other] Klaus.
Klaus: Marcel.
Marcel: Must be a hundred years since that nasty business with your papa.
Klaus: Has it been that long?
Marcel: The way I recall it, he ran you outta town. Left a trail of dead vampires in his wake.
Klaus: And yet how fortunate you managed to survive. My father, I'm afraid, I recently incinerated to dust.
Marcel: Well, if I'd known you were coming back to town, if I had a heads-up...
Klaus: What, Marcel? What would you have done?
Marcel: [happily] I'd have thrown you a damn parade!

Elijah: I do hope my siblings were hospitable in my absence.
Hayley: [mildly sarcastic] In your absence, as you like to call it, which is a way-too-polite way of saying that your brother put a dagger in your heart. I have been attacked by French Quarter vampires. I've had to live in a house with a secret dungeon full of coffins, and I was nearly murdered by witches who are convinced that my baby is Lucifer.

Hayley: [to the crowd of witches, re Marcel] You don't trust him. I get it. But one of those kids is my daughter. She's seven. She likes to paint, catch fireflies, make up stories. All I know is that she's sick. Right now, I don't care about the past. I'm just a mom... asking you to help me.

Klaus: You judge me evil, yet it was 'your' lust that made me what I am.
Lenore: And not once have I ever regretted the love I had for your father. And, you have never known the truth of how that love came to be, or what happened in the months after Mikael and I lost your sister Freya to the plague. There are no words for the loss of a child, as you well know.

Hope: [sitting alone as Klaus finds her] The Hollow came. I tried to fight her. But everything is so dark. It's so cold. I'm so tired.

Rebekah: We have our own torments, Aurora. None that I would dare wish on another.
Aurora: Your moments of hunger and blood do not frighten me. Niklaus once told me he never felt more alive than when he became what he is.
Rebekah: And do we seem alive to you? Hiding in your family's manor, pretending to be of a class and a statute that we are not? We are cursed.
Aurora: Perhaps. But your curse is nothing... compared to mine. Please go. I want to sleep.
Rebekah: [tries to pacify] Sweet girl.

The: [to Klaus] Fight, you coward! Or today will be your daughter's last!

Camille: For months after the massacre, I couldn't think of anything else. And then suddenly nothing. I need to feel that pain! Without it, I feel broken! Empty! Like there's someone to blame and I'm letting them get away with it.

Ivy: Give me your hands.
Klaus: [hesitates] Just be sure you don't transport me to the bottom of the Mississippi.
Ivy: I'll do my best.

Marcel: [as Cami looks over the old book] I bet you want a new advisor right about now.
Camille: [about Finn/Vincent] Who is he, Marcel? I mean, really?
Marcel: Long story short is - impossible.
Camille: I checked the school website. Vincent Griffith has no other academic credentials. And, according to my Uncle Kieran's big book of New Orlean's bloodlines, Griffith is a family of witches.
Marcel: Oh, it's worse than that. Your therapist has a thousand-year-old dead vampire inside of him named... Finn Mikaelson.
Camille: [in disbelief] My advisor is Klaus' brother? Oh God, Marcel! He came into Rousseau's today asking questions about Klaus, and ordered my favorite drink like he's been watching me. Why?
Marcel: Probably to get the scoop on Klaus. Or, maybe to use you as bait for a trap. I don't know. It doesn't matter. Either way, you're done with that guy.
Camille: [determined] No! I'm just getting started.

Camille: I know what you are. It's crazy to me but at least it makes sense. But this... massacre.
[about her brother]
Camille: It's just a pointless, brutal thing. In your life, have you ever heard of anything like that? A good man, an aspiring priest, just goes on a killing spree out of nowhere.
Klaus: I've seen quite a lot in my time. The world is a rather awful place. Best to meet it on it's own terms.
Camille: No. The word isn't awful. People are not awful. They want to be good. Something makes them bad, makes them snap. There are always signs. Symptoms before someone has a psychotic break.

Hayley: [as he sniffs the bottle of wolfbane potion Hayley was going to use to end her pregnancy] I didn't use it.
Klaus: You're awake.
Hayley: I couldn't sleep all night. This house is like a freaking swamp sauna.
Klaus: What stopped you? You could've been free of all of this. Of me.
Hayley: Yeah, well... When I was fighting off those vampires, I realized I wasn't just protecting myself. Maybe it has to do with the fact that... my birth parents just gave me up and my adoptive parents just kicked me out. All I know is push came to shove and I realized I wouldn't let anyone hurt it.
Klaus: I'm beginning to think... we're a lot alike... you and I. We're both cast-offs who've learned to fight when we're backed into a corner.
Hayley: Well, we're backed into a corner now.
Klaus: Uh. That we are. It's time to fight... little wolf.
Hayley: This whole thing with Marcel... the deal you have with the witches, trying to take him down and take what's his... Rebekah told me that you once loved each other like family. What happened?
Klaus: I made Marcel everything that he is. I treated him like a son. But when my father chased me and my family from New Orleans a hundred years ago, we believed that Marcel was killed. We each... mourned him... in our own way. Yet when I returned, I found not only had he survived, he had thrived. Instead of seeking us out, instead of sticking together as one, he made a choice... to take everything... my family had built, and make it his own. Now he is living in our home, he is sleeping in our beds. That 'M' he stamps everywhere... It's not for 'Marcel'... it's for 'Mikaelson.' I want it all back. And if I have to push him out to get it, then that's exactly what I'll do.
[turns, leaves]
Klaus: I'll have someone see to the air conditioning.

Marcel: [seeing him] Niklaus Mikaelson! My mentor, my savior, my sire. Let's get you a drink.

Camille: [her keeper is watching TV sport] Football? Seriously? You're a vampire!
Anton: Shut up and get me a beer.
[she sits stunned by his rudeness]
Anton: Should I find another way to quench my thirst?

Freya: [was enjoying New Orleans nightlife, answers cellphone with sigh] What is it now, Niklaus?
Klaus: Really, Freya, is that the way you greet the brother you've spent your entire life trying to find?
Freya: Oh, I'm sorry, are you not calling for a favor?
Lucien: [takes over from Klaus] You're absolutely right, love. We need your help. A dear, dear friend of mine has gone missing. And we must find her. Our lives... depend on it.
Freya: And I take it I was the only one willing to answer your call.
Lucien: Oh, you're certainly the loveliest.
Freya: Niklaus, please tell your creepy friend that just because he's good-looking doesn't mean I won't turn him inside out and hang what remains from a pole.
Klaus: Freya, please. I am asking, as your brother, for your help.
Freya: [sighs, puts down her drink] Fine. Text me the address.

Sophie: I'm serious. That earthquake you just felt? A preview of the disaster movie that's about to hit us.

Rebekah: I want Elijah back!
Marcel: Is that all you want?

Davina: You're Hayley, Klaus' wife.
Hayley: Ew... No, never. I'm the pregnant werewolf.

Hayley: I don't need a caretaker. Hybrids are invincible, right? What are you doing, Elijah?

Keelin: [Freya is preparing a spell] Love potion number nine?
Freya: Boundary spell. I'm trying to protect my family against evil bastards who refuse to remain dead. Speaking of which,
[sighs]
Freya: where were you earlier? You know it's not safe out there.
Keelin: I was job hunting. In fact, I have an interview at St. Theodora's Clinic in the Ninth Ward later.
Freya: So, you're staying. But you... You seemed so eager to get back to your old life. What changed?
Keelin: Well, I liked Austin. I had friends, and I also had a lot of secrets. I didn't have anyone who really knew me.
[Freya turns around to look at her expectantly]
Keelin: And here, well, there's not much to hide.
[a smile plays on Freya's features]
Keelin: So, if it works out, maybe we can celebrate? I've never done the whole Bourbon Street bacchanalia thing.
[snickers]
Freya: [happy to hear that, but:] Uh, that witch, Dominic, he's still out there, so... if he wants my brothers dead, I have to find a way to put him down.
Keelin: No, right. Family first.
Freya: Yeah. But, I mean, once I take care of it, a celebration's certainly in order.
[smiles]
Freya: Meet me for a midnight drink at Rousseau's?
Keelin: [nods] Okay.
[on her way]
Freya: Okay.

Klaus: You have allies. So tell me, exactly how much of this cursed rosebush is there?
Sofya: Enough to kill you and your family ten times over.

Vincent: [he startled Cami in the street, she pulled in her breath] You're jumpy.
Camille: [sighs] Maybe that's from being *jumped* so many times.
Vincent: Yeah.

Rebekah: [referring to the knife stuck into Klaus] The dagger. It's bloody melting.

Klaus: [to Davina] One of the tragic consequences of war... innocent bystanders.

Marcel: [toasting at the wake] Kieran rolled into town on a rusty old Cruise after his daddy died 25 years ago. And damn, could that guy party. That was back before he took his vows, but even then, he was committed to the Quarter. He knew that this town needed him. And we still do. To Father K.

[first lines]
Sofya: [possessed by The Hollow, stands gloating as Elijah groans, dagger in his back] Such a will to live. Wouldn't it be easier to give in? To simply let go? Part of you must crave that peace. The silence of the nothing that lasts forever.
Elijah: [growls up at her] Why don't you come a little closer...?
[breathes heavily]
Elijah: We'll find it together.
Sofya: You will have enough company. When you die, so too does your entire sire line. A great sacrifice... which will return me to flesh and blood.
[as: ]
Sofya: All I need now is the last of my remains for the ritual. Your family has done the job of finding them, and they should be coming to me soon enough.
Elijah: You can't expect to torment my family and survive.
Sofya: I've survived far worse fates than your family. I say, let them come. They will try to save you from the poison coursing through your veins. And in doing so, they will give me what I want.
[as: ]
Sofya: And as a reward for their efforts, I'll let your family watch as you finally die.
[twists the dagger, and he screams in agony]

Roman: [standing outside Hope's door] Can I come in?
Hope: Hmm.
Roman: You do know that I'm a vampire, right?
Hope: Hmm.
Roman: So, I kinda need you to say it out loud.
Hope: Oh, yeah... Come on in!
Roman: [he enters, looking at her] Nice jammies!

Freya: [as Finn's ashes get strewn into river down below] Always and forever, brother. Till forever ends.

Hayley: This is a list. Of all the Strix who took down me and my husband. The ones responsible for his execution which I was *forced to watch!*
Elijah: The Strix will consider this as an act of war, Hayley. Now I *beseech* you to think of your daughter.
Hayley: Do not use Hope in an attempt to tame me, Elijah. Now I've taken risks for you, but it's about time I do right by Jackson. I'm sorry if that inconveniences you.

Klaus: Well, I hope you're not thinking about taking her offer. Hayley, I'm talking to you!
Hayley: What do you want me to say, Klaus? I lost my daughter, so, yeah, when your mother offers to wipe the slate clean, excuse me if I'm tempted. By the way, thanks for your help tonight, Elijah. I'm sorry that it takes me being in danger for you to even talk to me.

Hayley: Something the matter, Elijah? Is there something you wanna talk about, like The Strix?
[reads aloud the note she intercepted: ]
Hayley: "I do hope that you can come, old chum. Signed, Tristan."
[hands it over]
Hayley: I was picking up Hope when some random vampire dropped it off. You care to fill me in?
Elijah: None of your concern.

Camille: [regarding the street painter with the large canvas] Every artist has a story, you know.
Klaus: And what do you suppose his story is?
Camille: He's angry. Dark. Doesn't feel safe and doesn't know what to do about it. He wishes he could control his demons instead of having his demons control him. He's lost, alone. Or maybe he just drank too much tonight...
[as Klaus just looks at her]
Camille: Sorry. Overzealous Psych major.
Klaus: No. I think you were probably right the first time.

Klaus: Hatred, a pure and perfect hatred that's greater now than the day I first took your life.
Lenore: Why? After all I done to explain to you, why must you persist...
Klaus: [chokes Lenore] Because you came for my child! My daughter! Your own blood!
Lenore: [choking] You don't understand...
Klaus: My child!
Lenore: Niklaus, I had to...
[creates an enchantment, Klaus bleeds from his nose]
Klaus: You declared war when you came after my family. And for that, I will make you suffer as only I can. After all, I am my mother's son.

Hope: [came down to visit Marcel in the cell] Hi. I think this is yours.
[holds out old carved figurine]
Marcel: Hope.
[she tosses him the figurine, he catches it]
Marcel: I haven't seen this in a century.
Hope: So... you're the little boy who used to live in my house.
Marcel: Once upon a time, I lived here with your Dad.
Hope: He keeps you down here because he thinks you want to kill him. Do you?
Marcel: Listen... I will tell you anything you wanna know, okay? If you get me some blood from your Dad's stash.
Hope: I'm seven, not stupid.
Marcel: [chuckles] Right. And you're also pretty courageous. Come down here and talk to a stranger.
Hope: I'm not scared.
[proudly: ]
Hope: I'm a Mikaelson witch.
Marcel: I'll tell you what. Let's start fresh, all right? It's very good to see you again, Hope Mikaelson. My name's Marcel.
[she smiles at him]

Elijah: [about Hayley] I'm not trying to impress the girl.
Rebekah: Well, I should bloody hope you are. Why else are we out here? Come on, Elijah. You've fallen for her. Admit it. It may do wonders for the stick that's lodged up your enduringly stoic ass if you did.

Hayley: How did you know how to find us?
Jackson: I spent a long time tracking you when I was a wolf. Call it animal instinct.
Hayley: Jack.
Jackson: Oh, Ollie used to give me so much hell for waiting on you. I mean, some girls came and went, but I always knew some day you'd come. You see, our parents had been so sure that you and I could change things for the better.
Hayley: Jack... the girl that you were waiting on was... Andrea Lebonair. Mythic revolutionary.
[shakes her head]
Hayley: You got Hayley Marshall, a... knocked-up tomboy with a bad attitude. You got dealt a crappy hand.
[chuckles]
Jackson: No, you're right. You're not the girl I waited for.
[comes closer]
Jackson: You're better.

Klaus: This family makes me want to murder people!

Elijah: Do you still desire a family of your own?
Rebekah: Well, true love continues to elude me. Though there's an app for that now.

Eva: [as Rebekah] There's a saying in my family. "Kill a demon today... face the devil tomorrow." Yet even as you dance on that demon's grave... you can't help but wonder... was that demon alone? Or do you have other... deadlier ones to fight?

Elijah: [finds Hayley looking at Davina's sketches] There you are.
Hayley: Here I am.
Elijah: [enters room] Davina's drawings.
Hayley: Yeah, morbid, I know. I was just thinking, we never figured out why she drew those pictures of Celeste. Anyway, I'm just killing time now that I'm on vampire lockdown.
Elijah: Whoever did this, we will deal with them. It won't be long.
Hayley: I'm not worried. Just think It's kind of funny that it took some big, supernatural threat for you to even come into the same room as me.
Elijah: I do apologize if you feel neglected. I have been occupied. My siblings are in some quarrel. Niklaus remains agitated. You'll recall that even our slightest interactions seem to
[sighs]
Elijah: infuriate him.
[shakes his head]
Hayley: So Klaus is a dick, and you wanna be a good big brother. So, we can't hang out. That sum it up? I get it, Elijah. It just seems like a really crappy deal.

Freya: [coming down the stairs, finds Klaus looking at Rebekah's portrait] Our sister was quite the beauty.
Klaus: [snaps] You said that you could put Rebekah back in her original body. Do it.
Freya: [chuckles] So, you've come to your senses.
Klaus: [austere] My senses have not faltered. They still demand that you are not to be trusted. However, circumstance dictates otherwise for now.
Freya: What's changed?
Klaus: Eva Sinclair has resumed control of her body, leaving Rebekah trapped and powerless. So make with your spells and enchantments, and put my sister back in her true body!
Freya: I'm afraid it's not that simple.
Klaus: More stalling. Very well. I know I can't kill you, but I shall have a fine time trying. Tell me,
[sweetly: ]
Klaus: have you ever been skinned alive?
Freya: The problem is Rebekah's condition has worsened. When I offered to help, she was in control of Eva's body. She's lost inside Eva. I don't have a spell that can reach Eva's mind and find her.
Klaus: Fortunately for you, I know someone well versed in such spells.
[in one lightning-quick move, he has the cuffs on Freya]
Klaus: Let's go meet her, shall we?

Elijah: [to Klaus] The rifts in this city run far deeper than I even imagined, Niklaus. These tribes, these factions, they're families. Families who choose to fight. Mayhem has descended upon our home, and if I am to choose a side, to our victory, Brother.

Klaus: I have a plan of my own. We find this thing, and its acolytes. We slaughter the lot of them. And then
[gestures gleefully]
Klaus: we stack their bodies into a monument dedicated to those who would threaten my family.
Marcel: Right... right. There's one problem with that. One of those bodies would be Sofya. And I want her alive.
Klaus: Please, Marcel.
[sits down]
Klaus: It's not a time to be sentimental.
[flippant gesture]
Klaus: This is New Orleans. Toss a few beads. You'll find another girl.
Marcel: That is the problem with you and your family. All right? You'll do *anything* to save your brother, but... to hell with anyone else. Right? It all seems a little familiar. The Hollow is evil, yes. We need to destroy it. Yes. But I'm not willing to stand by and watch someone that I care about become more Mikaelson collateral.

Rebekah: Poetry about poisoned apples from dead trees. Looks like someone's worried about impending daddyhood.

Elijah: [to Klaus] Family is power, Niklaus. Love, loyalty; that's power. This is what we swore to one another a thousand years ago, before life tore away what little humanity you had left, before ego, before anger, before paranoia created in this person before me someone I can barely even recognize as my own brother. This is us. The Original family, and we remain together, always and forever. I am asking you to stay here. I will help you and I will stand by you. I will be your brother. We will build a home here together. So save this girl. Save your child.

Klaus: This family makes me want to murder people.

Klaus: I bowed down to you, brother, to make up for daggering you for the greater good of our plan to reclaim our home. I looked the other way, sister, while you repeat the same cycle with Marcel, falling again for a man you shouldn't be with while he controls the empire that we buit, that he took. Now I make no excuses for past sins, but in the one momeny when you two could have chosen to stand by me, to believe in me, to believe that my intentions for my own child were pure, you turned against me to side with my enemies. I wanted our home back, and now I have it. So I'm going to live there and the two of you can stay here together and rot.

Hope: So, I'm, like, cursed? Predicted to be the downfall of what, my family... New Orleans... the world?
[groans]
Freya: [shakes her head] I have no idea. But you deserve to know what's going on. And we both need to prepare for the possibility that... things might not work out the way we want them to.
Hope: You mean for my Mom to die.
Freya: [shakes her head] For what happens inside of you... anytime tragedy strikes. When your emotions are tested in ways... you couldn't even imagine.
Hope: How can *anyone* prepare for that?
Freya: You... aren't just anyone, Hope. You're a firstborn Mikaelson witch... with a terrifying amount of power... even... without the darkness that your family is keeping you away from.
Hope: So what? I'm so sensitive, everyone's afraid I'm just gonna flip out?
Freya: [chuckles] Well, when people like you and me flip out...
[shakes her head]
Freya: entire villages can burn. Look, I know what it's like to have your family *thrust* you into a situation where... the world is on your shoulders, and... you're not at all sure if you have the strength to carry it.
Hope: And how's that working for you?
Freya: Not well. That's why I'm not with the woman I love.
Hope: So then, why don't you just go back and deal with that and leave me to go try and find my mother?
[on her way]
Freya: Hope, stop!
Hope: Why, so you can keep stalling me?
Freya: You can't shut down, or it will eat you up inside.
Hope: Leave me alone!
Freya: Hope...!
Hope: [yells] I said *leave me alone!*
[her anger causes inferno of flames]
Freya: Hope, stop it!
[Hope's anger cools off and the fire dies down]
Freya: Are you ready to talk now?

Elijah: You may doubt him, but today I saw Niklaus demonstrate mercy towards an enemy. Tell me that's not progress.
Rebekah: Please, Elijah, who do you think convinced Klaus to let Thierry out?
Elijah: Why would you do such a thing?
Rebekah: 'Cause despite Klaus' reprieve, Thierry despises him. I like that about Thierry. I also like that he used to date a witch, so he knows about French Quarter covens. Maybe he could lead me to whoever stole off with the Harvest magic.
Elijah: Rebekah, we are all devastated by the outcome of this ritual.
Rebekah: That's just it. There was no outcome. We both know that power like that doesn't just vanish. I think someone stole it, I'd like to know who, and then I'd like to make an ally out of them.
Elijah: To what end exactly?
Rebekah: I'm tired of being threatened and controlled by our tyrant brother. If you want to stop a bully, you need the power to stand up to them.
Elijah: I expected such behavior from Niklaus. It's so very disappointing when it comes from you, Rebekah. Do you not see that in his way, he is making an effort here? He's invited us back into our family home. He yearns for our family to be reunited.
Rebekah: Yes. He's in a brilliant mood now, but for how long? It's his trick, Elijah. He lulls you into a false sense of camaraderie and kinship, and then he turns on you like a snake. I fall for it every time, and wind up with a dagger in my chest for all my trouble. No more.
Elijah: I believe that He's approaching some semblance of peace here. Leadership may in fact be a good thing for him. Now, sister, please, I ask you, if you cannot support him, then at least do nothing to provoke him.

Klaus: This is our fight. You ready for battle, Hayley?
Hayley: Just promise me that Francesca doesn't come out of this alive.
Klaus: Her head will be delivered to you on a silver platter... little wolf.

Vincent: You just had to piss him off again, didn't you?
Josh: Camille?
Vincent: Not exactly. I'm a figment of your imagination, remember? Your brain's way of distracting yourself from all the pain since the last time Marcel stabbed you with that blade. Your subconscious fabricates the illusion of my presence in order to escape unendurable agony. Like the kind you're experiencing right now.
Josh: I can endure this pain.
Vincent: [smirks] Sure. But... paired with the solitude. Your great existential fear of being utterly alone down here in the dark...
Josh: Don't speak of it!
Vincent: Irritability is another form of sublimation. You're not annoyed with me. You blame yourself for getting into this mess. It's okay to admit.

Kol: Just when I thought that he was showing the vaguest signs of maturity... our brother makes a unilateral decision that leaves the rest of us stewing in his melodrama.
Rebekah: His death is not a melodrama.
Elijah: He's spiraling. His energy feeds on anger. And our brother, as we all know, has enough to set the world on fire.
Elijah: How many times are we going to play this game? When calamity and doom approaches our brother, a trapdoor opens, and poof! he escapes. He's a cockroach that will outlive us all And we're immortal.
Rebekah: What if it's different this time?

Sophie: [stops chopping food and looks up] You're Klaus?
Klaus: I am. And you're upset. Sophie, isn't it? I assume this is because of what I just witnessed with your sister on the corner of Royal and St. Ann?
Sophie: Did you enjoy the show?
Klaus: It was a little melodramatic for my tastes. What did your sister want with me? Why did Marcel kill her?

Marcel: [re Cami at masquerade] You trying to be cute inviting her here?
Rebekah: I think she's darling. I can tell you fancy her pure heart. Perhaps I'll feed it to you.
Marcel: Jealousy looks good on you, Bekah.

Hayley: If you know Marcel has Elijah, why don't you just get him back yourself?
Rebekah: Because if I cross my brother, there's still a coffin downstairs with my name on it.

Marcel: [on cell-phone] Do whatever it takes, just stay alive. I promise you I'll get you out of there.
Rebekah: I've never seen him like this before. He's out of his mind with rage, howling one obscenity-laced tirade after the next. He's gonna kill me.
Marcel: All right, stay as far away from him as possible.
Rebekah: Well, that's a brilliant strategy, but given that that dead bitch Celeste has trapped us in here till moonrise, my actions are somewhat limited.
Marcel: I'm not leaving you in there. Davina will find a loophole, get you out early, then we can all go together. If Klaus comes after us, we'll give him one hell of a ride.
Rebekah: I lived for centuries looking over my shoulder, ready to run at a moment's notice. Am I to go back to that again?
Marcel: Worry about that later. Right now just buy me some time. I promise you, I'll get you out of there.

Rebekah: [about the witch Klaus killed] Well, I suppose I'll go fetch the rubbish bin, because she' staining a two hundred-year-old carpet.

Klaus: Hayley, what happened? Tell me what happened.
Hayley: [dazedly] I can't remember.
Klaus: You've completely healed. There's not a scratch on you.
Hayley: One of the perks of being a werewolf, remember?
Klaus: No.
[shakes his head]
Klaus: Not that fast.
Rebekah: Leave her alone. The baby... The vampire blood, Klaus' blood in your system... It can heal any wound. Your own child healed you. How did you escape? You were outnumbered, umarmed. Those men were ripped to shreds.
Hayley: I think it was the wolf. I think it's trying to protect me.
Klaus: The witches were supposed to protect you. When I get my hands on Sophie Deveraux...
Hayley: It wasn't Sophie. It was Agnes.
Klaus: Fine. Agnes, Sophie, it's all the same to me. I'll slaughter the lot of 'em.
Rebekah: Not if Elijah gets there first.
Hayley: Elijah? Did you find him?
Rebekah: He's been in touch, and he has a plan. All he asked is that we take care of you.
[Hayley smiles]

Hope: [full moon wolf transformation inevitable] Mom said that after the pain it's one of the best feelings in the world. I can't believe I have to do this without her.
Klaus: I know nothing can replace your mum. But I want to be there for you.

Rebekah: [preparing to leave] I've lived a lot longer than you have, Marcellus. I have seen kings rise, and fall, but there is one thing I know to be true. It is that no matter how matter how big your empire becomes, it is nothing if you have no one to share it with. You want New Orleans? Have it. I won't be here to stop you.

Freya: You're all so mean, like the mouse that torments the cat in those cartoons. I think you're the ones who need to be punished.

Klaus: [yells] How can Aurora be gone?
Freya: Oh. Apologies I left your lunatic ex unattended to. See, I was busy casting a spell that saved the day. The effort left me a little taxed.
Klaus: She was drugged... to a stupor, and confined by your spell.
Freya: She couldn't have broke free of my barrier on her own. Either she was aided by a witch or someone who has access to dark objects.
Klaus: Lucien. He's the only one left who'd risk his life for Aurora.

Freya: We Mikaelsons know how to party. Live music, open bar, dancing. Of course, you don't have to come.
Keelin: Uh, do you know how long it's been since I got to dress up and drink free booze? If there's a party, I'm in.
Freya: Good.
[chuckles]
Freya: Although, there is one matter that needs to be addressed, so things aren't awkward.
[sighs]
Freya: Speaking of which...
[Hayley had entered]

Hayley: Look, I know it may not seem like it right now, but what you're going through does get better. And there are people around you who are willing to get you to that part.
[no answer]
Hayley: Cami?
Camille: Yes, that's... very sweet, Hayley. And I think you should take your own advice. I mean, that is why you wanted to speak to me, right? To get some words of wisdom from the Mikaelson family therapist. I say admit it. It's not grief; it's relief.
Hayley: What did you just say?
Camille: Oh, come on, it's just us girls. You don't have to deny it. It's obvious, you're in love with Elijah. And now that Jackson's gone, you're free. It must be *nice*, like a weight lifted.
Hayley: [seething, but reins herself in] Hmm.
[breathes deeply]
Hayley: You're going through a really hard time now, Cami.
[shakes her head]
Hayley: But you are never, ever to speak to me about my husband again. Do you understand me?
Camille: I... I don't know what's wrong with me. Why would I say that?
Hayley: You're manic. It's part of it.
Camille: [sighs] I think I wanted to make you feel... pain, like I do. And so, I said a evil, unfair thing, an untrue thing, Hayley.
Hayley: Forget it. You're not you.
Camille: I thought I could handle this.
Hayley: You can. You will. You just need time.
Camille: I think maybe I should go... home.