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REBEKAH: Previously on The Originals...

This town was my home once.

And in my absence,
Marcel has got everything I ever wanted.

I want it back.

I hereby pledge my
allegiance to you.

You have the keys to my kingdom.

You're choosing him over me,
aren't you, again?

The only reward anyone
ever gets for loving Niklaus,

- is suffering and death.
- (SOBBING)

Niklaus, the girl is carrying your child.

You're coming with me, little wolf.

I've been deemed under
protection by the almighty Klaus.

I believe it is time for my niece, Cami,
to leave town.

Leave New Orleans.
Forget everything.

Do I know you?

You've been compelled.

It's okay. I can fix you.

(GROANING)

(SCREAMING)

REBEKAH: For centuries, people have come
to New Orleans looking for a fresh start,

hoping to find fortune,
adventure, even love.

Young society women, imported from
France with the promise of marrying

a proper New Orleans gentleman.

Like the legendary Casket Girls.

(SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

Little did they know that the men who
awaited them were far from proper.

And not at all gentle.

(MEN SHOUTING)

MAN: Get them out.
We want to see the women.

Come out here.

- (SCREAMING)
- We want the women.

(CRUNCHING)
(MEN SCREAMING)

(GASPING)

(SCREAMING)
(SQUISHING)

Oh, there, there, little lambs.

All the bad men have gone away.

(SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

Us girls have got to stick together.

Now, is there anything
you want to take with you?

(CHEERING)

REBEKAH: The Casket Girls'
legend lives on.

Now celebrated in typical
New Orleans fashion...

with stylish costumes
and supernatural flair.

It's a yearly reminder of how women
can be oppressed by selfish men...

and how they can triumph when brave
enough to fight for themselves.

(SCREAMING)

Oh, God, it hurts!

I'm sorry, Cami. It's the only way
to break all of Klaus' compulsion.

Believe me, I know what it's like.
You're okay.

And, hey,
all these notes that you made?

It's very Memento of you.
Nice work.

We've been at this all night.

I don't understand what's happening to me.
I don't understand any of this.

But you will.

I will unlock every stolen memory,
undo every piece of mind control

that any vampire
has ever done to you.

When I am done,
you will understand all of it,

and you'll be free.

I can stop if you want me to.

No. Don't stop.

I want to remember everything.

Would you like some help?

You might need to use
all your vampire strength.

Allow me.

Thanks.

Not too many pregnant
Casket Girls, I guess.

I think you look lovely.
Only I would...

I know, keep the
freaky werewolf birthmark covered.

Well, I don't suspect
any of the riffraff here

would dare lay a hand on you,

knowing that you're
under the protection of my family.

Still, we shouldn't take any chances.

All knocked up and nowhere to go.

You know, if you wanted
to attend the festivities tonight,

I'd be more than willing to take you.

Mm...

You and Klaus are
barely on speaking terms.

Let's not rock the boat, okay?

Of course.

Elijah.

Do you mind?

Not at all.

Dull, dreary, hideous.

Talking about the clothes,
or something else?

Why, feeling insecure?

This festival might as well
be in my honor.

I need a proper costume,
so bugger off.

- Rebekah.
- Don't.

You made your choice.

You and Klaus are best friends again.

You've relinquished
your right to touch me.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

I wonder who that could be.

(PHONE BEEPS) What's up?

Bit of an issue.

Seems our little bird
has flown the coop.

(CAMI GRUNTING IN PAIN)

You should start to feel it,
like a weight lifting.

And your cheat sheets are
about to make a lot more sense.

- (SIZZLING)
- (GRUNTS)

I promise, as soon as
the world stops hunting me,

I will find the daylight ring spell.

I know.
Just don't worry about that right now.

I remember why I wrote this.

I found a picture of
Klaus and Marcel from 1919.

Klaus compelled me to go out
with Marcel, to spy on him.

That's what he said yesterday,
before he told me to forget.

I'm remembering.

Let's take you back more.

(GRUNTING)

Leave New Orleans.

Forget me.

Your brother was ill.

You have no reason to stay.

You don't have to be
Sherlock Holmes to know the obvious.

Our secret weapon has escaped.

She wouldn't just leave.

She knows the witches want her back.

Her violin is missing.

She may have left
of her own volition.

What did you say to her in the attic?

She lied to my face
so she could stay up there,

thinking that you'd
help her control her magic.

How do we know
that you didn't take her?

I have no idea where Davina is
or why she ran away.

Can I suggest you take a step back?

I can assure you,
I have absolutely no desire

to see that child
come into harm's way.

She's suffered enough
with this Harvest ritual nonsense.

That child to whom
you refer so affectionately,

is the most powerful witch
in New Orleans.

If she's fled,
what's to stop her from destroying us?

In fact, destroying all we've worked for?

No.

If she's not a friend to this family,
then she is our enemy.

She is a friend, Klaus.

Well, let's hope so.

Lucky for you,
I know how to get her back.

Follow my lead.

You know how Niklaus operates.

If he perceives a threat,
he can become quite ruthless.

This would not bode well for Davina.

I'm not gonna let anybody
lay a finger on her.

Nor will I.

So the witch is missing, huh?

Walked right out the front door.
Know anything about it?

No.

Although I did tell her that
the witch elders were dead.

Why would she care when the witches
tried to kill her in their ritual?

I think it was more that Marcel
didn't tell her that the one thing

preventing her from being free
had been eliminated.

So you are the reason she's run off.

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.

Well, I've never been
a fan of the boys' club.

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.

Are you talking about Davina
or yourself?

Does it matter?

Either way, us girls
have got to stick together.

(CLEARS THROAT)

Sorry to interrupt.

Been calling you for like an hour.

I thought you'd have taken the hint.

You've been acting like this
since Agnes was killed.

Yeah. Can you blame me?

It's not like I have a lot
to keep me going these days.

While you've been
drowning your sorrows

by nailing everything that walks,

I've been doing my tours,
keeping my head down and my ears open.

Marcel's Daywalkers are scouring
the whole town looking for a girl,

brown hair, blue eyes.
Sound familiar?

If Davina is not with Marcel,
he won't know if we're practicing magic.

And if we can actually get her back,
we can fix everything.

Sun goes down,
vampire search parties quadruple.

I got this from her family's old house.

Feel like a locator spell?

Keep drinking.

You need the vervain in your system
so you can't be compelled again.

Hey, Cami, you don't have any, like,
human blood in your fridge, do you?

For crying out loud, here.

Davina?

Someone is practicing magic.

They're trying to find me.

Then we have to run.

There is no way to sneak me
out of The Quarter.

By now, everyone is looking for me.

The witches, Marcel, Klaus.

- My uncle will know what to do.
- Cami.

He has to know some of what's
going on in this town, right?

- Cami, stop. He knows.
- Unless he's been compelled.

- What are you talking about?
- He knows.

He works with Marcel.

They're practically friends.
I hear them talk.

He knows everything.

No.

He would've told me if he knew
the witches put a hex on my brother.

He knows?

Cami...

Oh, my God.

He knows.

Hey, you guys seriously need to go.
Like, now.

Plane, train, automobile, whatever.

Take my car. It's parked down at
the docks, I'll text you to where.

Put your number in Cami's phone.

Most of the quarter is shut down
right now, we'll have to walk.

And the sun is taking
forever to go down.

Hey, no tears.

Promise you'll meet us
as soon as it gets dark out.

Yeah, don't worry about me.
Just don't let them find you.

I know Klaus told you to follow me,

but does it really mean
you have to follow me to the bathroom?

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Just give me two minutes.
It's my gynecologist.

(RINGING CONTINUES)

What the hell do you want?

I know you don't trust me.

But you need to listen.

Everything is about to change.

Davina is on the loose.

Figured that out on your own, huh?

Remind me again
why I should give a damn.

I need something from you, so that
the witches can complete the Harvest.

On what planet would I help
you witches get more power?

All you've done is
hex me left and right.

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.

What do you know about my family?

You're from the
Crescent Wolf bloodline.

Marcel forced a witch to curse them
so they'd be trapped in wolf form.

And I should keep
listening to you because...?

Because my bloodline
executed that curse.

Help me complete the Harvest,
and I'll undo the curse for you.

But what can I do?

I need to consecrate the remains
of a powerful witch

so I can absorb their magic.

I know of one whose
body was never found.

Her name is Celeste Dubois.

I believe you and she
have a friend in common.

Elijah.

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)

(CHEERING)
(UPBEAT MUSIC)

There's people everywhere.

Just keep walking.
No one knows it's you.

Cami.

We have to get off this street.

Kieran is gonna call me first
if he hears anything.

Well, you two look rather cozy.

Hardly. I was just telling Elijah
how we're wasting time.

You don't like festivals?

I don't see why not?

Who doesn't love a street fair?

Sister, come to help us
find our stray?

We can't let your secret weapon
get in the wrong hands, can we?

For the record, we are
moments away from retrieving her.

I recognize that tone of voice, Niklaus.

Clearly, you have some
diabolical machination.

What is it?

Timothy.

Might I have a word?

Cami, hey, it's me.
Again. Stalking you.

Just really need to know
where you guys are,

so I can meet you before
the sun comes up, again.

(BEEPING)

Uh, hello?

Joshua, my most
disappointing minion,

I suspected you wouldn't answer
the call were it from me.

Klaus, hey, what up?

Guess what?
I just moved to Turkey.

Weirdly, they don't eat turkey here.
Go figure.

You're lying.

In fact, Marcel and I were just
chatting about your failed

double-agent status,
and we've surmised that you're likely

still in town
and in the company of a friend.

A young, angry witch.

Uh, nope. No witches here.
Totally digging Turkey, though.

Are you really gonna leave Davina's
fiddler soulmate, Timothy,

alone with me?

Oh, Josh.

What would she think of that?

I assure you,
I just want to talk to her.

Tim and I will be at the compound.

I really do hope she comes home soon.

We should keep moving.

How long do we have to wait?

Give it a few minutes. Then I'll
check to see if the coast is clear.

(CELL PHONE VIBRATING)

(PHONE BEEPS)
Josh, sorry I missed your calls.

What?

I didn't want to tell you,
but I know Klaus.

If Davina doesn't show up,
he'll kill Tim.

We'll think of something.

Make your way to the Quarter.
Stay hidden.

We'll text you when we have a plan.
(CELL PHONE BEEPS)

- I have to go.
- Davina, wait.

I can't let Tim die.

What's wrong?

The witches.
(DOOR OPENS)

(WOMEN CHANTING
IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

No!

(CRACKING)

Cami?

I'm just grabbing some clothes.

Give me two minutes, please?

ELIJAH: Celeste entrances me.

She is perfection.

She is dead.

Even as the sun rises,
I see only night.

But for the promise
I made to her, that in death

I would bury her far
from the mayhem of witches,

vampires, and men.

I'm so sorry, Elijah.

Hey. It's just me.
Don't, like, melt me.

What are you doing?
You're supposed to be hidden.

So are you. Remember?
But you're kind of working that

whole girl on a mission look
that makes me nervous.

Look, are you sure that you
really want to mess with

the baddest dude
in all of history?

He messed with me when he took Tim.

I'll kill him, all of them.

Davina, Originals can't be killed.

Maybe they can.

I have so much power,
I've never felt anything like it before.

It's growing, gathering inside me.

I'm strong, Josh.

- If you kill them, then...
- What?

If you're gonna do it,
don't hold back.

You hit them with all you got.

That was very sweet, not telling Davina
that if she kills Klaus

you die, too.
Very noble.

Problem is,
if she goes after my brother,

she'll be the one who ends up dead.

A very unnecessary end
to an already tragic story.

Perhaps you'd like to help me help her.

Where's Rebekah gotten off to?

It's not Rebekah that
I'm concerned about.

And how are you be so
certain that Davina will come?

One might think you've forgotten
what it's like to be in the grip

of an all-consuming infatuation.
She'll come.

Are the maudlin theatrics
absolutely necessary, Niklaus?

(VIOLIN PLAYING)
It's a fair point.

Timothy, play something
a little more upbeat, please.

That's a good lad.

Took you long enough
to spread the word.

Have you met his Nightwalkers?

Not the brightest assortment.

All that matters is I got it covered.

When Davina gets here, you two
need to let me do the talking.

Well, I'm sure you'll have your chance.

Hello, love.

Silence is golden, Timothy.
Thank you.

Davina?

You got me here.
Now let him down.

Well, first, we have to have a little chat
about you returning to the fold.

What did I say, Klaus?
I got this.

D, what happened?

Why'd you run?

Talk to me.
Hey, I can make it right.

How, by threatening my friend?

Actually, that was my idea.

Apologies. I've been known to go
too far to make a point.

But I do always get results.

You pretend to be so confident,
but I know the truth.

You're afraid everyone can see
what you really are.

An animal.

(CRACKING)
(SCREAMING)

A beast.

(CONTINUES SCREAMING)

Why don't you show us your real face?

(CRACKING)

That's enough of you.

Davina, you don't have to do this.

You.

You looked me in the eyes
and lied to my face.

Pretended you wanted to help me.

Listen to me.

You call yourself the noble one,

but you're a killer
just like your brother.

For a thousand years,
you fed on innocent blood.

Why don't you choke on it?

(GAGGING)

And you.

I trusted you.

I loved you. But you were
just using me to stay in power.

You don't care about me.

You're wrong.

When you lost to Klaus,
you handed me over like some trophy.

Maybe I should boil you in bronze.

I care.

I took you in like
you were my own blood.

(GRUNTING)

Come on now, love.

Don't tell me you were falling for that.

Isn't it time for us girls
to have a chat?

Now, that is impressive.

And well-deserved, in my opinion.

Now, before you turn on me,
I have a surprise for you.

(DOOR OPENS)

Josh, what are you doing?
Get out of here.

(CHOKING)

What are you doing?

Now, if I were Klaus,
I would rip Josh's head from his neck,

feed it to a Nightwalker, and
that would be the end of your friend.

(PANTING)

But hurting people is
such a boyish thing to do,

like how Klaus compelled
your fiddler on the roof.

And, while I am many things,
I'm certainly not my brother.

It's okay, Timothy. You can come down.
No one is going to hurt you.

He told me I couldn't
climb down off this beam.

Then don't climb, silly.

Am I the only smart one in the room?
Jump.

Davina, did you do all that?

How did I even get here?

I'll explain everything, I promise.

Why are you doing this?

Seems to me that
you're the one holding all the cards,

yet you don't know who to trust.

I've just proven
that you can trust me.

Now I'd like to show you
one more thing.

It won't take long.

You can bring your friends.

Sophie, I told you
everything that I found.

You said he buried her
between two lovely oak saplings.

News flash, that was 200 years ago.

They're all just trees now.

You want to be the all-powerful witch,
keep looking.

Say a prayer.

Have a little faith.
You can do this.

(CELL PHONE BEEPS) Okay.

(CHANTING IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

Please, please help me.

I'm trying to do the right thing.

(WIND WHISTLING)

(MUFFLED VOICES GROANING)

Oh, don't worry. They're not really dead.
Just really hungry, and...

And I'm not helping.

You think my brother, Nik, is awful?
Marcel learned from the best.

This is how he treats his
so-called friends who betray him.

Most of what these poor souls did
is no worse than what Josh did.

Take Thierry, for example.

He was Marcel's most trusted friend.

Klaus tricked him into
breaking one of Marcel's rules.

Marcel knows this, and yet
he keeps Thierry locked in here

day after day suffering.

This is insane.

Why are you telling me this?

Because you need to know
who you're dealing with,

who you can trust.

Hey, hey.
It's gonna be okay.

I mean, you know,
you're gonna be all right.

Here.

Drink something.

Davina, both you and
I have been lied to

and taken advantage of
by Marcel and Klaus.

Maybe together,
we can get a little payback.

(GROANING)

Tim?

(CHOKING)

It was Klaus.

He made me do it.

I didn't even know what I was
doing until I made you...

Made her what?

Drink.

- Tim?
- Klaus poisoned the water.

Tim?

Davina.

Oh, no.

Cami, are you all right?

Did you eat today?

Oh, you must have fainted.

Yeah, or I got mystically
cold-cocked by four witches.

Where's Davina?

Does your friend, Marcel,
know she's here?

Cami, I can explain.

Vampires? Witches?

My brother, your nephew,
hexed by a witch.

How could you not tell me?

It's complicated.

There's a lot you don't understand.

You hid the truth from me.

You let me believe
that Sean was crazy,

that I was crazy,
instead of telling me the truth.

I was protecting you.

You saw what happened to Sean.
Cami, please!

Get the hell away from me.

You are every bit as bad
as the other monsters in this city.

(DOOR CLOSES)

(GROANING)

Isn't this monumentally awkward?

Rebekah, where are you?

I'm with Davina, and
she's dying because of your treachery.

Well, I tried to talk to her,
out of respect for Marcel,

but she made it quite clear
she is not our friend.

My apologies if you
thought she was yours.

Just tell me how to cure her.

Vampire blood isn't working.

No. It wouldn't.

You see, the poison I compelled
Timothy to feed her is quite potent.

It's just a matter of time for her.

For both of them,
you diabolical bastard.

They're children.

We could've dealt with her fairly.

There is no dealing with
those who threaten us.

Davina sealed her fate
when she stood against me.

This was her choice, not mine.
(CELL PHONE BEEPS)

(PANTING)

(CHUCKLING) Oh, come on.

The stench of your judgment
is overwhelming.

Need I remind you that
Davina just bested the lot of us?

I did what had to be done.

Don't worry, Elijah.

I remain as redeemable as ever.

So you compelled that boy
to poison Davina

without consulting Marcel or myself.

You know what the worst part is?

It's that you're so predictable,

I had to make an alliance with your
brother, who I don't even like.

Judging by your expression,
you have something you'd like to share.

Damn straight, I do.

I got a call from Kieran earlier,
right after Sabine and some witches

almost got their hands on Davina first.

(GASPING)

Oh, hello.

Let me guess, protection spell?

You think I'd let a day where witches
can do magic pass by without one?

They all should've done the same.

Yeah.

You broke one of my rules, Sabine,
and I'm guessing that spell of yours

is probably a one-time deal.

I'll give you two choices.

An immediate reunion
with your dearly departed friends,

or you can do that same spell
for a young witch friend of mine.

Yeah, you probably know
which one I'm talking about.

So, when you slipped away to
allegedly check on your Nightwalkers,

you were, in fact,
colluding with a witch.

Very clever.

I suppose I should be proud.

I just wanted to make sure
I had a failsafe just in case,

as Elijah expected,
you started acting like you.

Except that now you've
involved the witches,

who, last time I checked,
were enemy to us all,

to everything we have,
and to our family.

Davina is Marcel's family, Niklaus,

or did that somehow slip your mind
as you tried to take her life?

You will call Rebekah.

You'll tell her that Davina will recover.

I do wish the same could be said
for that boy.

(GASPING)

Tim.

Tim? Tim.

Tim, wake up.

Tim, please wake up.

Open your eyes.

No, no.

Please wake up.

Please don't leave me alone.

Is she okay?

She's devastated and exhausted.

Where's her room?

No, I got her.

I got her.

HAYLEY: It is said that
this is a man's world.

And sometimes it is.

For every Casket Girl that was saved,
countless others were not.

She'll never trust me again.

Perhaps.

You must never surrender
the fight to reclaim that trust.

HAYLEY: But women are more
resilient than given credit for.

These drawings, what are they?

She drew those the whole time
she was in the attic,

said they're different than what
she draws when she senses magic.

These ones, she called them evil.

HAYLEY: And some women,
well...

Let's just say, their oppressors
had better watch out.

Surprised to see me?

After all, you did
compel me to leave town.

You remember.

Chalk one up for de-compulsion.

Hurts like hell, but it's worth it.

Made me realize exactly
why I want to stick around.

And Klaus, if you hurt
Davina or Josh in any way,

I'll expose you to the world.

And then, you can kiss
the French Quarter goodbye.

Forever.

Have a nice night.

HAYLEY: I, too, am resilient.

And I'm tired of being oppressed.

For a thousand years, my brother has
taken what he wants,

in whatever way he wants,
regardless of the consequences.

Marcel seems determined to allow it,
and Elijah stands right by his side

futilely awaiting
the day that he'll change.

So, men suck.

What do you want me to do about it?

Despite your dire warnings to Marcel,

he just can't seem to quit my brother.

The two of them stand side by side,

ruling this city
whilst you're left in here to rot.

I want you to help me take
New Orleans right out from

under all of their noses.

And I have something
they won't see coming,

someone on the inside.

She's quite the resilient girl herself.

You Okay?

I'm better now.

How was your day?

Killer.

What's with the artwork?

Uh... Davina's sketches.

I wonder if they represent
some kind of premonition.

Okay.

They seem to suggest
something is coming.

Something sinister.

Oh, my God.

Isn't that...?

Hello, Celeste.

(CELL PHONE BEEPS)

(VIBRATING)

Come on, Sophie, pick up.

Pick up.

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