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Previously on The Originals...

This blade is imbued with dark magic.

It will cause unending agony.

Glad you showed up.

You did cure me of my curse, so...

let's see this thing through.

That's what friends do, right?

- The Hollow is coming. - He wants you here.

You freed it, and now it must be fed.

I think the Hollow made Mary's husband kill my parents.

What if the Hollow wants to finish what it started?

The Hollow wants Klaus and Marcel to kill each other.

And when they die, it will absorb their power,

and then we'll never be able to stop it.

I'm not this thing's puppet, and neither are you.

My spells have Marcel bound and cloaked.

If you should prevent the redemption

of Niklaus Mikaelson, I promise you,

I will deliver another kind of nightmare.

Marcel's blood was spilled today.

A single scratch from that thorn will kill an Original.

1953.

Clusters of violent rituals

in four different locations, all in the span of two months.

Similarity of the rituals, to me, suggests

a possible connection to the Hollow.

1992.

More violent clusters, this time in Algiers,

Treme, the bayou

and... Marigny.

Again, four different locations.

Why is it always four locations?

What do you want?

Can we at least pretend to be civilized?

We're supposed to be civil?

Oh.

Does Marcel know that?

I'd ask him, but I can't find him anywhere.

It is outrageous.

Where is that young man's sense of courtesy?

Now, please...

invite me in.

Tell me where Marcel is.

Detained, until we can be sure that he's free

of this thing's vile influence.

You Mikaelsons, you always find a way

to get right back on top, don't you?

And I bet you got a plan all figured out.

As a matter of fact, I do.

A rather festive one, in fact.

I'd love to tell you all about it.

Well, if you're gonna help me fight this thing,

you're gonna have to know what it is that you're up against.

Come in before I change my mind.

Wonderful.

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We were heading out,

and now we're throwing a party, I see.

One that will be attended by New Orleans' most influential

supernatural denizens.

You do realize that everyone hates you.

But they love Marcel, and as the invite states,

he is the cohost.

Tonight, we celebrate our truce.

So, you're throwing a fake party in honor of a fake truce,

and your guest of honor is in a dungeon.

Marcel's attendance would only complicate matters.

Besides, I'll have my hands full

weeding out those in league with the Hollow.

Have fun with that.

Hope's with Mary. I'm just looking for Freya.

What do you need of her?

Just a favor.

This thing has been haunting the city for a very long time.

And before today, the only thing I knew about it

was that it was a spirit practicing very dark magic,

and it was trying desperately to get back into this world.

And that's why it tried to sacrifice those kids.

That's why it tried to do

the exact same thing to Marcel and to Klaus.

Because if it kills them, if they die,

it absorbs all of their power.

So, talk to me about this.

This is the history of the city.

Yeah, this is

the ebb and flow of violence and tragedy.

Look, this is, um...

Madame LaLaurie.

This is, uh, the Axeman.

I mean, the list goes on and on and on and on and on,

and sometimes it's hidden,

but if you know what you're looking for...

Right? There's always a sign that it's the Hollow.

And when it does bubble up,

it always does so in a pattern of four.

What does it want?

It's a ghost.

It-it wants access to this world.

So it reaches out, and it whispers to the desperate.

There have to be others, someone else,

someone who could speak to us of its desires, of its weaknesses.

You think this person might be at your party?

I'm counting on it. Mm.

I'm counting on you

to help me identify them.

We Mikaelsons do know how to party.

Live music.

Open bar. Dancing.

Of course, you don't have to come.

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.

Good.

Although there is one matter

that needs to be addressed, so...

things aren't awkward.

Speaking of which.

Yeah.

Late start to the day, Josh?

Okay.

Hi. Creepy.

You know,

normal people, like, knock.

Normal is boring.

Yeah, tomato, "to-mah-to."

Are you here to kill me?

- Now, why would you think that? - That's what you tried

to do the first time we met.

And it's not like our friendship has evolved,

so...

My priorities have changed.

Just now, I'm focused on event planning.

For instance, don't you find it odd

that the Mikaelsons are hosting a party with Marcel,

yet no one's seen him in over 24 hours?

Because he's locked in a dungeon?

After Marcel went missing, some construction guys

sealed off the tunnels under Rousseau's.

So, you know...

one plus one equals captured.

They invited you, hoping to sell the illusion

it was Marcel's idea.

Well, it's your lucky day.

I'm your plus-one.

Yeah.

Actually, I wasn't even gonna go.

I'll be damned if I'm gonna let Marcel rot

right underneath Klaus's feet.

This might be our one chance to get him out.

I can deal with Klaus.

You will find Marcel,

or I will reconsider allowing you to live.

I like her, for what it's worth.

Uh, all the same,

I should've told you she was still here.

I'm sorry I didn't.

Well, you can make up for it by doing me a favor.

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...

I do know where they were killed.

I was hoping, maybe,

with your spells and your witchcraft...

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.

I don't think I have a choice.

Well, you've outdone yourself.

I'm inclined to agree.

It's such a shame these lovely linens

will soon be red with blood.

Violence must only be seen as a last resort,

or it will only weaken our position.

Yes, well, I'm a creature of very specific habits.

Brother,

please remember, the plan tonight

is to create a false sense of security.

A little music, a little champagne,

some stealthy reconnaissance.

No bloodshed.

Do we understand each other?

They threatened me, they threatened my child.

Bloodshed is inevitable.

And if Hope should ever find out?

She worships you, Niklaus.

She must not see the monster.

I do not wish for her to see me as a monster,

but I cannot sit idly by while threats

to our family to go unanswered.

They won't.

Now, let me do this.

Please.

And should any turmoil arise,

should anyone dare to disrupt our kingdom,

let them answer to me.

How the mighty have fallen.

How the tables have turned.

Still trying to find the right idiom.

How about you and your fancy jacket and tie

go straight to...

What goes around... comes around.

I think that fits.

You ransacked my place.

Classy.

Well, to the victor goes the spoils.

And now that you know I have it,

you know I can use it at my leisure.

Then use it.

Or else go back to your stupid party.

Excellent. You can hear our merriment above.

Freya assured me that you would.

She also assured me

that her boundary spell would render you invisible

to anyone outside our bloodline.

If you think that waving that blade around is gonna scare me,

you're more desperate than I thought.

You misunderstand.

This is not to scare you,

it's merely to illuminate your conundrum.

You see, there are those who care about you.

Who would see you free.

Joshua, Vincent...

Threatening my friends.

That is...

That is low.

And then, there's that girl you've been seeing...

Sofya.

Well, come on.

Tell me about her.

After all, the more familiar I am with her,

the easier it will be to avoid any little

misunderstandings.

Don't worry about her.

She's a mercenary.

She works for the highest bidder.

So it's just business.

With some pleasure.

Well, I do very much look forward to meeting her.

My dear friends.

Tonight, we celebrate an alliance

between our family and Marcel Gerard.

Unfortunately, as is his custom,

Marcel is unfashionably late.

So until such a time

as he graces us with his presence,

let us all raise a glass

and salute the glorious

city of New Orleans.

But, before we do,

my brother and I wish to acknowledge a painful truth.

Our relationship with this city,

and indeed with most of you,

has been long and complicated.

We hope you will be put at ease knowing we intend

but a brief and peaceful stay.

Let this evening be a respite from past grievances...

and an opportunity to forge new friendships.

Cheers.

Hear, hear!

Cheers!

Hey.

Stiff drinks, hot waiters.

Seems like a cool shindig.

But you know what I could really use?

Any word whatsoever on Marcel Gerard.

Bingo.

I was gonna look into that, with the...

help of a certain homicidal supermodel.

Not that she gave me much choice.

You got a plan?

I'm not walking around this party shaking hands

with everybody for no reason.

Do you have the weapon?

The Hollow will have Klaus,

don't you worry about it.

It was a nice speech.

It was a nice speech,

but I don't think anybody bought it.

Well, your concern has been duly noted.

Now, why don't you go back to making friends.

We can find out which one of these freeloaders

is working for the Hollow.

Yeah, and while I'm doing that,

are you gonna do anything to help the cause?

Well, I'm gonna be playing host.

You positive this will work?

I can feel the energy that was trapped in here

when your parents died.

So, yeah,

it'll work.

Are you sure you want to?

I always wondered what my parents might have been like,

what they might have thought of me.

Missing these people I never even knew.

But if this can help us fight

the thing that came after my daughter...

then let's get it over and done with.

Might I suggest we begin before the evening ends?

Shouldn't you be locating the Hollow's followers?

Yeah, I've already begun.

I was down there,

I was talking to all the guests,

shaking hands, and while I was doing that,

I was taking a reading.

Now, I can take that energy

and I can put it into this deck, and it's gonna help us

figure out who it is we're looking for.

You ready?

Ostende det siste. Ostende det siste.

Ostende det siste.

Ostende det siste.

Ostende det siste. Ostende det siste.

Ostende det siste.

We can't let them find it.

We need all four of them.

You're not finding it!

No!

_

Now, the cards are symbolic.

They're gonna help us find a common clue.

What does any of this mean?

Our suspect is a hanged magician

with a penchant for collecting swords?

Look at the details.

What's the common thread

that links all of these cards together?

Well, the Hanged Man hovers above a snake in the grass,

Death has a snake on his shoulder,

and the Magician holds aloft a serpent.

Look at that seven of swords.

There's a snake there.

So that means I'm gonna see

somebody who's in the presence of a snake.

We find that person, we find the person

who's aligned with the Hollow.

Well, then by all means,

let's go find the viper in our midst.

This is the one.

What the hell?

It's been sealed with a spell.

_

I think I need to do this part alone.

You seem confident.

Well, Vincent is an expert, powerful witch,

motivated to expose evil and protect his flock.

Besides,

he knows if this doesn't work,

we'll be forced to kill everyone here.

Him.

Bloke by the stairs.

Niklaus.

Remember the deal we made.

Well, you want first crack at our foe, be my guest.

I spy a lady in need of accompaniment.

Sofya Voronova, I presume.

I'm so glad the lack of invitation

didn't deter you from attending.

I know Marcel, and he's throwing this little party, isn't he?

Where might I find him, by the way?

Oh, alas.

He's been detained.

Funny, he didn't come home last night either.

Well, perhaps he's simply avoiding you.

You should try not to be so clingy.

Our esteemed host.

Vincent tells me you requested a private audience.

Private, yes.

Yet you brought these two fascinating Neanderthals.

Well,

given your reputation, one can never be too careful.

Not unless you have something to worry about.

Which you do, because you're the high priest

of the Hollow.

You seem to have made up your mind about me.

Not really fair.

After all, you're the one who allowed the Hollow

into this world.

See, your ancestors were the only thing

holding it back.

And when you severed that link, you allowed it to go free.

And it has been feeding and growing in power ever since.

See, I wonder

if it will want to show you its appreciation.

Perhaps by letting you see your dead wife.

That'll be all.

Both of you!

Leave us.

Sit down.

Let's start again.

So what is it you like about him, then?

His boundless confidence?

His boyish charm?

All of the above.

Where is he?

Am I supposed to be threatened

by that monstrosity on your arm?

You should be.

Other than Marcel, it's the only thing

on this planet that can kill you.

You're bluffing.

You think so?

The thorns of a rose grown from Marcel's blood

and the magic of an ancient spirit

that hates you as much as I do.

Go ahead, call my bluff.

See how that works out.

Maybe I should just kill you.

Try it.

Even if you manage to put me down,

the Hollow's followers will make sure you're dead

by the end of night. Elijah, too.

You have allies.

So tell me exactly how much

of this cursed rosebush is there.

Enough to kill you

and your whole family ten times over.

So...

do you want to give me Marcel, or should my friends and I

end the Mikaelsons once and for all?

I wonder what will the mighty Hollow do

when it finds out you've been making deals with the enemy.

You're right. I should probably just kill you.

You kill me, you'll never find Marcel.

- I'm good at finding what I want. - No doubt.

But even if you do find him,

it'll take you an eternity

to break the spells that bind him,

and that's assuming you don't die by my family's hand first.

Of course, if you were willing to strike a bargain...

Fine.

Let him go, I let you live.

But then you'd suffer the wrath of your witch allies.

And I would so hate to see you become

their next blood sacrifice.

Of course...

there is another way.

I'm listening.

You hand over your weapon,

expose the Hollow's allies,

and I'll ensure you leave here...

unscathed.

What about Marcel?

I'll release him after the party.

He'd overstayed his welcome anyway.

Vincent.

Elijah's up there, he's probably

cutting a deal or killing somebody.

Either way, we really ain't got nothing to talk about.

That's fine.

But I should say...

thank you for helping my family.

Your niece.

Besides your niece, I don't give a damn

about you or anybody else in your family.

I'm here right now because there's something

that's hurting kids in my city.

And the second that it is gone,

I'm gonna make sure that you're gone, too.

That's it.

You hate me because of what I did to Davina.

You know, I can't say I blame you.

But the truth is, I did what I needed to do.

And I regret the cost...

Don't try to justify

what it is that you did, you know you were wrong.

And you, Vincent?

Have all your battles been free of casualties?

Because, if so, congratulations.

Must be nice.

You know, in my experience, I've learned

that survival comes at a price, just like love and family

and basically anything else.

But at the end of the day, we only answer to ourselves.

You probably tell yourself that

because you haven't got anybody else.

Is everything okay here?

I got to go.

He seems nice.

Want me to break his legs?

How about, uh, we just grab a drink?

Okay.

Tell me what it wants.

Well, the Hollow has lain dormant for a long time.

It needs to feed.

The poor dear.

You know, I understand it has a penchant for innocent children.

Only as hors d'oeuvres.

It prefers the power

channeled by the death of someone like you.

Old, ancient, imbued with magic.

But it needn't feed on you, your brother or niece

or anyone else you care about.

Marcel Gerard will do nicely.

Why would I give you Marcel Gerard?

As patriarch, I'm sure you'll make the right decision

on your family's behalf.

But in the meantime,

I'll take Vincent Griffith as a show of good faith.

Marcel was business, but Vincent is personal.

He turned his back on the Hollow once, and now it's rather angry.

Unfortunately, if I betray Vincent

the covens will declare war on my family.

Well, at least with the covens,

it's a fight that you have a chance at winning.

Regardless, my terms are set:

Vincent now, Marcel later,

and your family will be spared.

What do you say, Elijah?

Do we have a deal?

Gentlemen.

Sofya says you've come to kill me.

It's a good thing one isn't judged

by the competence of one's enemies.

I'd be rather insulted.

I was you, once.

Thought the Hollow was gonna give me all sorts of power.

And it ended up taking away everything that I've ever loved.

It took away my family, took away my wife.

It left me with absolutely nothing.

Now, I hate vampires.

I hate Klaus Mikaelson more than any of them.

And I'm willing...

to stand beside him

against that thing that you call your master.

Now, that right there should show you

just how bad your master actually is.

I'm gonna take that as a compliment.

Gentlemen...

I ought to flay the skin from your bones.

But these are uncommon times, are they not?

Indeed.

And they call for uncommon mercies.

You and your brethren have a choice.

Forsake the Hollow or die by its side.

Either way is fine with me.

I must say, it is a compelling offer.

Murder in exchange for clemency.

If only I could believe that you would uphold

your end of the bargain.

You're even more perceptive than your reputation suggests.

I grew up on a Viking farm.

I'm familiar with the scent of fertilizer.

I won't ask you again.

What does it want?

Why, freedom, of course.

A spirit cannot manifest the true depths of its power.

But when it's once again made flesh...

And in what fairy tale do you think

that I would allow that to happen?

My offer...

was a courtesy.

The Hollow will take what it wants.

Vincent and Marcel will be ours regardless,

but if you insult us further, we will take your entire family.

Do you still doubt our power?

Well, you shouldn't.

As you will soon find out,

we came here tonight for one thing.

And we already have it.

The Hollow will not be stopped.

Ladies and gentlemen...

Ladies and gentlemen, we have here an errand boy

of the Hollow.

A disciple of the very darkness

that threatens to devour our city,

your loved ones...

and mine.

Now, whether or not you despise us,

my family will do everything in its power...

to remove this scourge

from New Orleans.

I recommend you do the same...

or else.

Where is he?

You have quite the one-track mind.

It's unexpectedly useful.

I may just keep you around.

We had a deal.

I basically handed you those weapons.

Now, where is he?

He's tucked away, safe and sound,

at least until we've dealt with the Hollow.

Tell me, do you hate me on general principle?

Or was it something I said?

500 years ago...

a Russian village named Kalach.

A nice summer day.

Big, happy family.

Outdoor wedding feast.

Ring any bells?

I'd gone off to get more wine.

I returned to see you feeding on my sister.

The wedding party,

my entire family...

all dead.

I hid and watched what you did.

Well, I'm terribly sorry, of course.

Still, I am glad I confiscated all your weapons,

what with you being so hell-bent on revenge and all.

Careful not to overplay your hand, Klaus.

I've hated you a lot longer than I've known Marcel.

Was a hell of a show you put on tonight, Elijah.

Hell of a show.

I did what I had to.

And you're quite welcome.

Dominic wanted you dead.

So, am I supposed to thank you?

An alliance between you and I...

is essential.

This enemy's a dark force.

It can't be bargained or reasoned with.

I don't bargain.

And I'm done with reason.

What about you?

I owe you an apology.

What... Elijah did...

not exactly

what I expected when I invited you to the party.

I get the sense that's kind of

par for the course with your family.

Not that mine is any better.

You know wolves...

Lots of fighting, lots of violence.

And I was afraid I would become them,

so that's why I chose a different path,

then got a medical degree.

Made my own life.

Took a while, but I did it.

So can you, you know.

You know, the one thing about Elijah killing that guy,

it cut the party short.

I was just starting to have some fun.

Well, the night's still young.

And I know a great jazz bar.

Of course you'd enter

in the creepiest way possible... Again.

Tell me what you found, I'll leave.

Good news:

I finally managed to get into the dungeon.

Bad news: I saw nada.

Other semi-good news:

the place smelled like sandalwood.

And?

My friend, Davina, she taught me if you smell that,

chances are something's cloaked.

Which means...

Marcel's down there.

Did you retrieve all of the weapons?

Well, I don't know.

Let's confirm with Dominic, shall we?

Oh, wait, we can't.

His corpse is currently burning in a Dumpster.

I try to avoid bloodshed, you become the town executioner.

Let me handle this.

Why exactly should I do that?

Hope.

You see, it's precisely because of her

that I have to assert my involvement.

Let me help.

Tell me what you know.

This thing wants to be reborn.

This morning, Vincent said that

whenever it resurfaces, it does so in four distinct locations.

I can't tell why.

It's looking for something.

Four things, by the sound of it.

And I'm pretty sure that I have one of them.

My parents were killed protecting this

from one of the Hollow's followers.

We've seen this time and time again.

When a witch wishes to be reborn,

its remains are required to complete the spell.

You've just found a piece of our enemy.

Lucky me. Who has the other three?

Dominic.

Dominic said that he had found something here.

What? There's just, like, a bag of bones laying around

that I didn't know about?

No. But there is one.

Dominic's death was a distraction.

They used our own deception against us.

This thing has followers everywhere.

They've infiltrated the entire city.

If they get to the other bones before we do...

They may well try to raise this monstrosity.

And it will come for us all.

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