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Previously on "The Originals"...

Right now, people like me

are out there getting killed

by people like you,
conveniently timed

with the arrival of
your old acquaintance.

So you came all this way
to deliver a warning.

The life of
every vampire is linked back

to the original
who begat the line.

Kill an original,
wipe out an entire line.

If you want to know what I'd do

about the dangers you now face,

there is something
that you must see.

Your ancient heart
beats strong, indeed,

for someone in such danger.

If you have a warning
to deliver, luv,

best get on with it.

His prophecy
is fulfilled.

You will all fall...
One by friend,

one by foe, and one by family.

You've acquired
countless enemies,

and with the sire lines at war,

you now have mine, as well.

Anyone who would kill me

could now come after you.

From now on, I am the only one

you can trust.

Klaus, voice-over:
My memory of Lucien goes back

to a time when
our family was happy.

Things were good,
or as good as they can be

for vampires hiding
in plain sight.

Everyone in Marseilles
was held in the thrall

of the count's
arrogant son Tristan

and his sister...
The lady Aurora.

In hindsight,
I could've done more

to prevent what was to follow,
but then, even an endless life

cannot be played in reverse.

It's impressive work, milord.

It's a trifle meant
to pass a dull day,

but I'll take it along
with the word of a friend.

It is as a friend
that I come to you now.

There is something
I must ask of you.

For the lady Aurora.

If you would deliver
this to her in secret,

I would be eternally grateful.

Are these declarations of love?

That's a bold move.

Well, we shared affection

for one another when
we were children,

but since then,
my station in life

has prohibited me from
declaring my intentions.

If she would leave
this place with me...

Not an idea I would advise.

Besides, my family needs you.

But your family staying here

cannot last much longer, anyhow,

not given your brother
Kol's decadence.

The local religious believe

they are beset by demons.

Soon, you'll need to run.

Aurora and I can run with you,

aid you in your endeavors.

Niklaus, please.

I would give her
the note myself,

but Tristan's jealousy
is tyrannical.

I cannot go near her,

but you... you need not
fear him or anyone.

Klaus, voice-over:
Hoping to dissuade Lucien,

I told him Aurora
would not accept his note.

I thought the matter settled.

How could I tell him that Aurora

was already in love
with another?

But Lucien was
a hopeless romantic.

In his desperation,
he sought her out.

No.

You were not meant to see this.

I trusted you.

Quiet. I'm meant
to be in prayer.

If anyone finds you here...

It's too late.
The guards are coming.

My handmaids must
have seen him enter.

Well, if the guards know, then

Tristan himself will be alerted.

I will deal with them.

No, Niklaus.
He's my brother.

Do you think he cares?

Do you not know what manner

of man you are with?

He is a beast.

Lucien, my friend...

We are not friends.

Go now, please,

please, by the window,
same as you came.

Niklaus, go, please.

Lucien.

Lucien, go.
There is no time.

Hurry.

You.

Take him.

Klaus, voice-over:
And, given the circumstance,

Lucien qualifies
as both friend and foe,

and according to
Freya's prophecy...

You have to beware of
both friend and foe,

but let us not forget
family, Niklaus.

Lucien's two out of 3.

I say we put him down,

just like old times.

Just like old times?

Brother, I wonder
who among our family,

do you suppose, has the greatest

predilection for betrayal.

Brother, please.

Now, before we murder Lucien,

there are certain questions
that need to be answered,

chiefly, what is he doing here?

And the wolf venom.

Why would he lie
to you, his sire?

I'm afraid we might
have to resort

to something deliciously
medieval here, brother.

"We."

I take it you will
lower yourself

to associate with
your bastard brother, then.

Have you finally forgiven me?

I will consider it...

When Hayley forgives you,

Gia rises from the dead,
and hell freezes over.

For now, however,
let's just hope

your little friendship
with Lucien

doesn't disrupt our mission.

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Mr. Castle, detective Kinney,

Nola pd.

Was hoping to ask
you a few questions.

By all means.
Your place or mine?

Every one of the victims
has the same profile...

Grew up rich, family
comes from old money,

successful, educated,
white males

living a playboy lifestyle.

So it is one guy, not a copycat.

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.

Oh, that's convenient.
It's Kinney.

They got Lucien at the station.

I should head down there.

They might need the type of help

a gun can't provide.

I'll come with you.

I want to hear
what he has to say.

Hey! It's not jazz fest.

Some of us have toddlers
who need to sleep.

Ugh...

You all right?

Oh, she was having
a really nice nap

until that stupid
music woke her up.

How...
how are we supposed to live

with all this noise?

You're just sensitive to it, ok?

We spent 6 months
as wolves in the bayou.

We've been back a day.

I think it's ok to take
a minute to adjust.

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.

I wanted to be
with her so badly,

and now I am,
and I just feel off.

Well, you got to let it out.

Well, if talking won't cut it,

I have an idea that will.

What are you doing?

Calling Freya to baby-sit.

See, this unpacking
can wait, all right?

I'm taking mommy
out for the day.

Long as this serial killer's
in the news,

cops are gonna be all over
this city like a rash,

so for now,
no feeding on tourists,

and don't even think
about going near the locals.

So what, then,
puppies and bunnies?

Josh, you can talk
to our contacts

at the blood banks
and hospitals.

Let them know
you'll be coming by.

For the rest of you,
keep everyone else in line.

All we got to do is ride it out.

Klaus and Elijah
will get it sorted out,

and we'll be back
to business in no time.

Somehow I doubt that.

Your current dilemma
will get worse

before it gets better.

The good news is, I can help.

I don't know who you are,

but you definitely walked
into the wrong place.

I'm Aya.

Nice to meet you, Marcel Gerard.

Now, are you going to be rude,

or are you going
to offer me a drink?

Hmm. I don't have time for this.
Get her out of here.

A shame.

I'd heard you were
more hospitable.

What a disappointment.

Uh!

Uh!

Uh!

Uh...

Thing is, I was instructed

not to leave without
making you an offer.

Will you hear my offer, or not?

Lucien?

Come out, come out,
wherever you are.

I'm afraid
you missed him.

Where is he?

At the police station.

A detective Kinney
had some questions for him.

And he allowed himself
to be arrested?

He has nothing to hide.

Lucien's occupied.

Perhaps we should entertain
ourselves right here.

Oh.
Well...

I've never been one
to turn down a snack.

Mr. Castle,

thought you might
want to see this.

I read about this.
Oh, those poor men.

Oh, they were, in life,
anything but poor...

Solid gold cufflinks,
Bulgari watches.

Such ostentatious
displays of wealth

no doubt attracted the attention

of some vile, criminal element.

You seem to know a lot
about the case.

Big fan of true crime?

Look at my watch,
Mr. Kinney, my cufflinks.

But for a twist of fate,

one of those faces
might be mine.

Well, you sound real frightened

by the prospect.

You know, in my experience

people like you
don't believe in fate.

They make their own luck,

whether it's good or bad.

Well, then I shouldn't
be here long.

People like me tend to have
exceptional lawyers

to get us out
of trouble like this,

but while I'm here,
you should know

that I do hate to be bored,

and you bore me.

I know that behind that mirror

is Cami O'Connell,
and I would very much like

to talk to her alone.

Pretty sure that Marcel
opened this place for vampires.

Well, you said yourself,
you're part vampire.

Figured it'd be a good place

for you to blow off some steam.

You might feel better
if you hit something,

even if it's me.

I can't cut loose
with you, Jack.

You'll get hurt.

I have an advantage,
being, you know,

I'm dead.

Here.

You got muscle and a bad temper,

but I'm pretty good
with one of these things,

might make us even,

at least enough
to get a workout in.

I get what you're doing, Jack.

I'm just... I'm really
not in the mood

for some half-assed
sparing match, so...

Are you gonna stand there
whining all day,

or you gonna show me
what you got?

Huh!

Hah!

Huh huh!
Huh!

That's my girl.

No. You're not going in there.

Vincent, he's not
going to kill me

in the middle
of a police precinct.

You asked to speak to me.

Here I am, willing to listen,

which, if I'm gonna be honest,

is more than you deserve.

I thought New Orleans had
the same burden of proof

as the rest of the colonies.

What is it? Ah, yes...
Innocent until proven guilty.

The murders started
the same day you got into town.

All the victims match a pattern,

wealth that, uh, you
yourself seem to exude,

not to mention
we know what you are.

Hmm.

What I am is a ruthless,

vicious, unstoppable killer.

That's not to say I had anything

to do with this, far from it.

Why bother denying it
if you are what you say you are?

Cami, you don't know me,

but if you did, you would see

that we were the same,

all 3 of us, actually...

3 souls caught in the orbit

of family Mikaelson
yet somehow survived

to tell the tale,
though each of us

has our share of scars.

Aah!

Aah!
Ahh. Ahh...

Have you two come to watch

as Lucien receives
his punishment?

I fear I'm being
a touch lenient,

given his intentions
for my sister.

Why torture a loyal servant?

I'm sure this is all
a misunderstanding.

One that remains
outside your concern.

As son of the count,
I may discipline staff

as I see fit.

Should you take issue,
then I'll need

to remind you
that you are a guest.

Aah!

Step away from him now.

I know what you are.

Our house servants
speak of demons

hunting in the night.

I myself interviewed
one such maiden,

quite pretty, thus far,

the only survivor
of these attacks.

I asked what manner of creature

had hunted her.

She said she was certain

it was the lord Kol

but with the face of a beast.

Your entire family
sought refuge here

claiming to be noblemen when,

in fact, you are fiends.

I can only surmise
that you are hiding,

which means you're afraid.

Somewhere out there, something

is even more savage than you.

Nngh! Agh...

This is not going
to be pleasant.

Do so at your peril,

but should any
misfortune befall me,

know that I have instructed

my fastest riders to spread word

of your presence here.

Whomever seeks you

would most certainly
hear the news.

Niklaus, release him.

Please.

See? We're not so different,
after all.

You wish to protect your family.

I wish to protect mine.

Aah!

Even after all these years,

you continue
to re-enact your trauma.

You're choosing victims who are
the contemporary equivalent

of the privileged son
who hurt you.

I share a deeply
personal tale of woe,

one meant to garnish sympathy

and inspire kinship,
yet all you take away

is an admission of guilt.

Messed-up new guy comes to town,

messed-up new guy is
responsible for murders.

Uh, ok. Heh.

Given that you seem
incapable of comprehending

a sophisticated solution,
allow me to posit

an equally simple one.

These murders are an attempt
to disparage my good name,

thus poisoning me
against the one person

I came here to protect...
Niklaus himself.

Now, if someone wants to weaken

my ability to protect Niklaus,

perhaps it's because
they themselves

would like to see him dead.

I have to say,
I'm impressed.

Given that I'm 3 times your age,

you held your own quite well.

That's me.
Never know when to quit.

Uh!

Ah...

I suspect we could go at this

for quite some time,
but, as I said,

I've been instructed
to make you an offer,

and since you seem so intent

on defending your humble abode

and maintaining
your reputation in front

of this motley retinue, we'll

adjourn to somewhere
more appropriate.

Ah! Uh!

Uhh...

Huh.

Ohh...

How much longer
is this going to take?

Elijah and I can begin now,

but just us.

Sadly, I've already
shown you what visions

of yours I've managed to divine.

The warning
was for both of us...

Friend, foe, and family.

I'd like to see his, please.

Since family is one
of your concerns

and you two are brothers,

are you so sure you want to see

what I have to show you?

Oh, I never could
resist a good spoiler.

Well, at least
your visions were specific.

It seems Lucien has
intentions for Camille.

And what of Marcel,
family and friend?

Where do his loyalties lie?

Find him and question him.

And where are you going?

I'm going to eliminate
an old friend

before he gets his teeth
into my therapist.

Come on.
Focus!

Every full moon,
every time I would

turn human, I would
look at our pack,

at you, and all I could
think about was...

Blood. I get it.
No, Jack.

You don't get it.
It wasn't just blood.

It was...

It was Klaus...
What he did to us,

his gloating, Davina using us.

If she blows out that candle,

we're back to being wolves,

and what if I'm holding hope?

You ain't gonna hurt her.

Every day, every day,
all I can think about

is ripping everything apart.

Ok. Well, come on, then.

Get it out of your system,
all right?

Are you gonna stand there
feeling sorry for yourself?

Uh! Uh!

Jack, I'm so sorry.
I didn't mean to.

Uh...

You should go.

I'm not going anywhere.

I'm not afraid, Hayley.

Mm.

Mm.

Mm. Mm.

Uh!
Uh...

Mm...

Uh!
Uh!

Mm. Uh!

Mm.
Uh.

Oh... oh...

Ohh... God.

Joshua...

Would you kindly enlighten me

as to what happened here?

Ohh... God, this woman.

What woman?

I don't know.

She walked in
like she owned the place,

said she had to talk
to Marcel in private.

We tried to get rid
of her, and, boom,

smackdown city,
which, obviously,

went quite well.

Did this woman
happen to have a name?

I don't know.
Um, Aya?

Aya. Let me guess...

5'7", built like a goddess,
vicious as a viper.

So you know her.

I sired her.

You're an intelligent man,
so I won't insult you.

We both know that nothing
you say proves anything,

so what I want to know
is why you asked to speak to me.

Why tell me your story?

Is it because I know Klaus
and part of you

must still blame him?

Maybe you want
to make him look bad

in the eyes of a friend.

Ha! I'm so...

Oh, now I know why Klaus
is so taken with you,

that delicious,
mortal mind framing

every moment of
your meager life span.

Huh?

The truth is, I know
you have Klaus' ear,

and I need him to trust me.

As for your claim
that I blame him

for my ancient wounds,
well, time heals all wounds,

and my wounds healed
a thousand years ago.

Uh...

I brought you water.
Drink.

Mm.

Ugh...

Oh...

What did you do to me?

Oh...

I am sorry, my friend.

Are you mad?

You know what I am.

Uh!

This rage is pointless.

Aagh!

You cannot hurt me!
Ah!

My blood...

Healed you.

I am like you?

Lucien, voice-over:
Of course, I wasn't, not yet,

not that it would
have mattered, anyway.

All I wanted was revenge.

Tristan.

How, by all that is damned,
are you free?

Raagh!

Rrgh!
Uh...

Uh! Mm!

And so I died
for a little while.

Talk about trauma,
not the wounds themselves

or even the execution,
but the humiliation

of being judged by one's
supposed betters.

I will never again stand
for such judgment...

Though for you, Camille,

I will gladly declare
my innocence.

In fact, I can prove it.

Prove it how?

Well, if by nothing else,
then, perhaps, logic.

Why should I undermine
my own safety

by leaving behind
a trail of dead bodies?

I mean, why commit myself
to these preposterous murders?

Unlike my enemies,
I have nothing to gain.

Your enemies?

You really think someone
is trying to frame you for this?

Who?

Now, isn't that the question
we should be asking,

and how fortunate
it's one I can answer?

I'd have thought
your time with me would inspire

a more careful selection
of company you keep.

We're leaving.

Klaus, he says he knows
who the killer is.

Whatever Lucien's
said to you today

has more certainly been a lie.

Oh, come on, Nik.
Why should I lie?

For the same reason you lied
about avoiding a werewolf bite

when Elijah saw it
with his own eyes.

This ends now.

Then you're giving Tristan
the victory he seeks.

He is the guilty one.

I'm going to need
a word with Lucien

in private.

Come on, Camille.

Ah...

Uh... uhh...

What the hell did you do to me?

Scratched you with a toxin
of my own devising.

Kicks like a mule, doesn't it?

Here. This should help.

Plenty more where
that came from.

My friends and I could help

with your daylight ring
situation, as well.

Ok. Now you have my attention.

Marcel Gerard,

you were turned by an original,

yet you made yourself
in your own image.

You built a vampire
community from ash,

and this city thrived
under your rule.

Let us help you
return New Orleans

to what it should be
with you as its king.

A great sales pitch, really.

Just one thing...
Who's us?

The oldest society of vampires

this world has ever known.

We are called The Strix.

Quite the prestigious
organization

responsible for countless wars,

numerous plagues,
assassinations.

You have to break rules

if you want to build
a new world.

Hello, Elijah.
It's been a while.

You two know each other.

Intimately.

Ugh...

What ever you are doing here,

I know you're not alone.

Let her go, Elijah.

No need for this
to become vulgar.

And... there he is...

Tristan.

You go left?
I go right?

Why don't you stay
where I can see you?

It's been ages
since I've enjoyed

a good scrap, but, uh,
it's not why I'm here.

Mr. Mikaelson
and I require the room.

Please leave us.

Elijah, your sire line,

your life is at stake.

You want to hear
what I have to say?

Marcellus, please...

And you would do well
to be selective

about the company
you keep in future.

Maybe you should remember
who your friends are.

It looks like
you're gonna need them.

What ever Tristan's role
in this charade may be,

have no fear,
I will discover it.

First, I'm going to
drain you of vervain.

Then I'm going to ask
you a few questions,

and once you've answered
if I'm feeling sentimental,

perhaps I'll Grant you
a painless death.

Please.
Enough posturing.

Ask me anything you want.

As I've said, I am only
here to protect you.

And yet you lied about
your werewolf bite. Why?

I simply didn't want
to bother you.

Don't you have greater concerns

than a little wolf bite
that I can cure on my own?

Let's discuss
these absurd murders.

If it were true that I was
scattering bodies about

and scarring up faces,
then you'd be right

to assume
I'm mentally unstable...

I'm not, by the way...
But who would benefit most

from you thinking that I am?

Who else but Tristan?
Ah.

Because if you don't trust me,

if you kill me and are
forced to stand alone,

wouldn't that benefit him?

It's a very interesting theory,

only I don't need
your protection.

I'm quite capable
of protecting myself.

Undoubtedly,

but who looks after
your family, hmm,

your friends, Camille,
for instance?

Such associations
make you vulnerable

and, thus, in need of me.

What the hell
are you doing here?

I'm Mr. Castle's legal consult,

here to ensure justice
is served.

Hmm. Well, your client's

not gonna need you today.

We found another body.

This one's fresh.

It couldn't have been you.

You're free to go, Mr. Castle.

Don't leave town.

And, like a Phoenix, I rise.

Do think about what I said, Nik.

You waltz into
my city unannounced

with your flock of sycophants

flaunting news of a threat.

All the while,
your little lapdog Aya

is conspiring with none
other than Marcel Gerard.

"Conspiring." How grandiose.

I thought I was the one

with a flair for the dramatic.

Watch your tongue.

I am not the patient,

fun-loving social butterfly

you might recall.

Your Marcel is
a potential recruit.

He has nothing to do with

the larger issue we face.

The larger issue?

You've no doubt
heard about the war

between the sire lines.

Well, as it happens, your line,

thanks to my strix,
has wreaked all manner

of havoc on Lucien
and his assorted interests.

As a result, he's
desperate to exterminate

the lot of us... me, Aya,
everyone you sired.

Of course, the economical way

to complete this task
would be for him

to kill you.

You don't believe me.

Perhaps you underestimate
Lucien's ambition.

While I doubt he'd have the gall

to attack you directly,
I believe he might try

and find someone else to do it,

namely Niklaus.

What makes you so certain
that Niklaus

would select Lucien
over his own family?

From what I hear,

he tortured his friend Marcel,

cursed the mother of his child,

and burned your paramour
in front of you,

all because he thought
it the logical way

to defeat his enemy.

With Lucien in his ear,

how long before
the logical thing

is to get rid of you?

Well, how very fortunate,
indeed, then,

Niklaus is on his way right now

to put Lucien out of
our collective misery.

You have to stop him.

And why would I do that?

Lucien's seer believes
there's an object

capable of killing you.

I'm well aware.

Well, I don't have it.

I'm quite certain my sister

doesn't have it, either.

Logically, then, one must assume

that Lucien has it
or he knows where it is.

If he dies, none
of us will find it,

not until some other assassin

attempts to use it against you.

If you've any hope
of finding that

which can kill us all,

Niklaus needs to be stopped.

For the record, Vincent
thinks you should kill him,

but you can't execute someone

without, you know, due process.

Are we really going to have
a legal debate about this?

He said something

about rising like a Phoenix.

What did that mean?

Lucien has a taste
for hyperbole,

although in this case,
he's rather on point.

Do you really think
it was your blood

that healed him?

I saw it with my own eyes.

When I found his body,
I tried to feed him more,

and... nothing.

So then we...

We only heal the living.

That's peculiar.

I know this can't
be easy for you, brother.

What...

He's the first
person you ever turned.

Is that why this is
so hard for you,

because he's the first
of your sire line?

Klaus, if he's not lying,

if he is telling the truth,
if he is here to help you,

you don't have to kill him.

Camille, so eager to keep me

from a mistake I might regret.

It means more than you know.

We should talk.

It's too late for that.

Lucien has to die.
You said so yourself.

I have new information.

Brother, if you desire
any kind of reconciliation

with me, stay your hand.

Ahh...

Ah... oh.

Ha ha ha!

Oh, you do not know
all that you are missing.

Ahh... hoo!

Ah... ah...

I feel as though I have
left the fog of winter

to enter the most
glorious springtime.

Please. My family.

Lucien, no.

Th... this will not
go unnoticed.

Now we will have to leave.

I know you despise me.

Uh, no. Ha ha ha!
Not anymore.

Ah, this change in me.

We are as alike now
as brothers, are we not?

It seems so.

Then teach me, Niklaus.

Uh...

Teach me to be what we are.

Gladly.

Aah!

And now I reap what I sowed.

I should have killed him
in that chapel.

Yet you played
right alongside him,

succumbing to your savagery.

He brought out the worst
in you, Niklaus.

We brought out the worst
in each other.

In some ways, we made
each other who we are.

Well, the moment
we have that weapon,

we will end him, he and Tristan.

It is good to hear
that word again...

"We."

It's purely circumstantial,

let me assure you, brother.

This is not forgiveness.

I've claimed righteousness

in my actions towards
you and Hayley...

But perhaps I did stray

a little too far from
the shores of reason.

Freya's prophesy speaks

of family against family,

and I want you to know...

You will never fall by my hand.

Dude, is it just me,
or is vampire blood,

like, a thousand times harder

to get out than normal blood?

Hey, you ok?

I'm not sure
what's more annoying,

The Strix coming into my home

or Elijah dismissing me
like some kid.

So now what, back to square one?

If Lucien isn't the killer...

Then what the hell are
we really dealing with?

Tristan, it's me.

I've been feeling
a little cooped up,

so I've decided
to cut my stay short.

I'll be in New Orleans shortly.

Don't start the party
without me.

Sync & corrections by Rafael UPD
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