All language subtitles for Legacies.S02E01.720p.HDTV.x264-KILLERS

Previously on Legacies...

My name is Hope Mikaelson.

The school behind these gates

protects the secrets of people like me.

Vampires, werewolves, witches
and everything in between.

- What happened?
- Landon took a knife.

Now monsters that shouldn't exist

have been coming after it ever since.

- What's Malivore?
- It's a hell dimension

that consumes creatures
and wipes their existence

from the collective conscience.

Dad? Do you think I'm broken?

There's something
that happens to twins

like you and Josie.

When you turn 22,

the Gemini must merge.

So, one of us
is gonna have to kill

- the other one?
- I failed you.

The honor council will convene to decide

whether I should remain

as your headmaster.

I can't control it.

We've been wondering
if he's supernatural.

You ever heard of the
legend of the phoenix?

I can't control myself.

Use this. Only catch is,

you can't turn yourself back.

Our father is Malivore,

the most powerful monster
ever to walk the Earth.

Our father?

And now Malivore's
gonna rise unless I stop him.

Because once I toss
myself into that pit,

no one at school will remember me,

including you.

Over there.

Hi, little brother.

Have a great summer, guys.

See you in September.

At the Salvatore School,

the end of the year
means different things

to different people.

For some it's about reunions.

To others it means saying goodbye.

Summer is a time to set
out on new adventures,

see the world, to grow in
ways you never imagined.

Everyone moves on.

Milton.

Except for those who
have nowhere to go,

the ones like me.

My name is Landon Kirby.

All I've ever wanted to
know is where I come from,

to have a home, a
family, to be special.

Recently, I got all of it.

So why do I feel like nothing's changed?

Somehow it feels like
the most important piece

of my life is missing.

I know I need to keep
searching for answers

because as far as I can tell,

being immortal means being alone.

And being alone is...

hopeless.

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Mom didn't tell you
anything else about this thing?

Only that it's
called an Ascendant,

and you and I made it with
Aunt Bonnie when we were five.

Does it have anything
to do with the Merge?

I don't know.

She's being cagey about it. I...

Sorry. Mom almost busted me.

You know, we can Facechat
like normal people.

We aren't normal.

And we need to keep our
magic sharp over the summer.

- How is therapy going?
- Fine.

There is this sexy Swedish guy

whose session is after me on Tuesdays.

I think he's Swedish. Maybe Polish.

Anyway, it doesn't matter.

He is hot and crazy,

and the language barrier
will make it impossible

for us to communicate.

Just how I like it.

- You should really work on that.
- I'll add it

to the list of broken
pieces to glue together.

What about you?

Any hot summer dates?

Dad's been, like, my life plus-one

ever since he got the headmaster boot.

I honestly think he's going
through a midlife crisis.

- Gross. Hair growth?
- Bushy.

- Lady prospects?
- Lacking.

Are you not having any fun at all?

What about

Wee Willie Winkle?

Landon's been keeping to himself mostly.

He's always off with Raf.

So ditch it all and come to Europe.

I can't. I don't want
to leave Dad alone.

I'm honestly kind of
worried he's gonna go out

and buy a tiny red car.

I thought we were taking
strides to be less codependent.

We are.

But there's codependent
and then there's leaving Dad

with his alarming mustache growth.

- Oh, gross.
- Yeah.

Can I help you?

It's me, Dorian.

So how is the headmaster search going?

Caroline's narrowing it down.

I really appreciate you
loaning me this stuff.

I'm headed to Georgia tomorrow.
I'm gonna do another round

of forensic testing on the Malivore pit.

If I learn anything new,
I'll-I'll let you know.

I know I may have gotten
heated over the vote.

You did.

Yeah, okay, I probably overreacted.

- You may have.
- Well, I just wasn't expecting

that you'd keep your vote a secret.

- It was a secret ballot, Ric.
- Yeah.

Of course. But between you,
Josie, Kaleb and Jed voting,

I'm still wondering how
three to one happened.

Yeah, I just assumed I
could count on your vote.

Good luck, Ric.

I really hope you find
what you're looking for.

Dr. Saltzman. Long time no see.

I see Raf is eating better than I am.

Yeah, well, you get stuck
in permanent wolf form,

and you, too, can hit the
all-you-can-eat meat buffet.

Yeah. Any luck finding
a spell to turn him back?

I'm working on it. Any luck figuring out

why I can't remember
destroying the Malivore pit?

I'm working on it.

Everything else good?

Totally.

Here's to success.

Yeah.

Yes.

Sing to me, baby. That's
what I like to hear.

Sing to me like a vamp
without his Daylight Ring

on a hot Georgia summer day.

Mmm.

You're supposed to be taking notes.

Didn't seem necessary

with you narrating the whole deal.

Narration goes one way. What
you heard was a conversation.

- With your meat?
- Meat's got a name,

okay, same as you.

This is Gertrude.

My crazy Uncle Earl, he
owns a farm outside the city.

I was there the day she was born.

That's dark, dude.

It's the circle of life, man.

All natural.

What ain't natural is
you over there pouting.

- If you say so.
- No, I know so.

Look, you're about to have

the best summer of your life. All right?

I appreciate everything that
you're doing for me, Kaleb.

I really do. But it
doesn't change the fact

that I miss my family,

even if they suck.

Or that I went full superhero

and then school ended
just when Lizzie Saltzman

- thought I was cool.
- Oh.

We don't say that name, okay?

Don't even fix your mouth
to say Li... none of that.

Okay?

It's like I was saying before,

I'm your family now.

Which means that my
family is your family, too.

Which also means that
you must start practicing

for the cook-off that
happens on this rooftop

every Fourth of July.

Because this year,

we're beating my crazy-ass
uncle at his own game.

All right?

- Okay.
- Okay.

Now you take some fresh animal blood.

Take in this gorgeous view.

Take a deep breath.

Yeah.

Best summer of our lives.

Yeah, bro.

Mmm. Mmm.

Oh, that's straight
Gertrude right there.

Yeah, yeah, that-that's her.

I suck at this.

My best friend used to say

he'd rather starve than eat
anything I tried to make, but...

...you already know that.

That's good.

I know you're in there, Raf.

I'm gonna find a way to get you back,

and then everything
will be good again, okay?

I'll never give up hope.

Hello?

Post tenebras spero lucem.

Fancy meeting you here.

Whoa. What the hell are you doing here?

Saving your life, obviously.

No. I'm supposed to be in-in peace.

Okay, you are not peace.

In fact, you're the opposite of peace.

So, where are we?

Come on. Do the math.

It's not that simple. Okay,
there are freaky cyclones

and blinding lights and you're here...

Oh, my God, we're in hell.

No such thing. I think.

Go on.

Take your best guess.

No.

Why not?

Because I'm not gonna give you

the satisfaction of
telling me that I failed.

You mean you don't want to
hear you're in the Blackness?

- That you've been consumed by Malivore?
- No.

You don't want me to point out
that all your romantic heroics

were for nada?

That the big bad lives to see

another day and all your friends

have forgotten you ever existed?

- Stop talking.
- If I were you,

I'd make peace with that.

Hope.

Wait.

I can help you.

I don't see how.

I spent years inside this place,

and while you cannonballing
into the belly of Malivore

didn't seem to destroy him,

it has changed things,

so stop being a dick to me
and maybe I'll elaborate.

Okay. I'm partially listening.

Every creature consumed by my father

used to exist here in total isolation,

but here we are, talking to each other.

Your presence here has somehow opened

the cell doors.

If it can do that,

maybe there's a way for us to escape.

So what do you say?

Partners?

Pass.

You are such a child.
No wonder you failed.

Says the guy whose entire life
has been about failing Daddy.

I don't trust you,
okay? And I never will.

You're the one who
brought me into this mess.

If you'd just let me meat-puppet
my loser little brother,

then we wouldn't even be in...

Imitantor pupulis.

Not again.

Your old friend, the mimic spell.

You will do anything I intend you to do,

and it is my intention

that this is the last
conversation we will ever have.

If I were you, I'd make peace with that.

So I should probably tell
you I moved rooms last month.

Ours was getting painted,
and I figured I'd move back in

once you were, you know, you again.

But if for any reason you
become you while I'm out,

like, looking for ways to help
you become you, I just didn't

want you to go back and see
that I wasn't in our room anymore

and think that I bailed on you,

because I would never
do that, obviously.

And this ain't so bad, right?

I mean, I know it's
taking a lot longer for us

to get you out of this mess
than we both hoped, but...

...you got your own wolf den.

We do movie nights.

Happy Fourth of July, buddy.

No matter what path I go
down, it seems like a dead end.

I mean, there were at least
two other people with Landon

the night Malivore was destroyed.

They left fibers, footprints, hair.

I just don't know who they were.

Isn't that the point?
If somebody went into

the Malivore pit, they'd
be erased from our memories.

Yeah, well, that's what's haunting me.

Who have we forgotten?

It couldn't have been
anybody we've known.

There'd be keepsakes, photos,

an empty bed somewhere.

Well, whoever they were, they
were important to somebody.

So, Dad, I was actually hoping

we could talk about the Ascendant,

what it has to do with the Merge.

Wait, is that Landon right there?

I've had my head
buried in books for weeks,

nothing on how to turn
a wolf back into a human.

I keep hitting dead end after dead end.

- Join the club.
- Hey.

Landon, can you ask my dad
why he won't give me answers

to my very simple questions

on how my sister and I can
survive past the age of 22?

That's because your dad doesn't have

any answers he's able to give you.

- That's why, sweetheart.
- Able to or willing?

Look, there is nothing about
the Ascendant you need to know.

Then why do you flinch
every time I bring it up?

Because it has nothing to
do with the Merge, Josette,

so let's just drop it, okay?

I'm gonna head back to campus.

Whoa, what about the fireworks?

Oh, I'm worried they might scare Raf.

You know, I don't want him to be alone.

I'll come with you.

I'm suddenly not in the
mood to celebrate anything,

much less independence.

Okay, Daisy, today's the big day,

so think tender thoughts.

Embrace this dry rub,
become one with it,

and thanks for, like,

dying for us and stuff, you know?

You talking to your meat?

Nah, that'd, that'd,
that'd be weird, right?

Be weird if you didn't. A
great steak's like a plant.

You love on it and it shows.

What should I say?

Well, you can start by
telling me your name.

Milton.

Your daddy
hate you or something?

Not until recently, but
my friends call me MG.

Huh.

Then it's nice to meet you, Milton.

It's time to flip Daisy.

You can tell by the color of the smoke,

like when they're electing a new pope.

Okay. All right.

Hope.

We can work this out.

Don't do this to me.

Listen to me,

whatever this is,
it's gonna destroy you.

It'll rip you apart.

Please break the spell
so I can help you.

Hope!

You're welcome.

Oh, crap.

Not exactly what I was expecting...

Oh, crap. Run.

I changed my mind about the fireworks.

It's not a big deal.

Who do you think you're talking to?

My sister is the queen of self-harm.

I know it when I see it.

I'm not harming myself
because I can't be harmed.

That's the point.

Where, in any of your
phoenix research, does it say

that the number of times that
you can resurrect is infinite?

Where does it say it isn't?

Hurting yourself doesn't
make anything better.

It never does.

You're right. Maybe I should
focus on other people's problems

instead of my own.

- That's not what I'm doing.
- That's a lie.

- How do you know?
- Because when you lie

as often as I used to,

you develop a gut feeling.

- I just know.
- Okay.

What are we supposed to do?

You tell me.

Because, to be honest with
you, I'm kind of at a loss.

Maybe we should both stop
worrying so much about dying.

Start living a little?

♪ My name is Yum Yum, gimme some ♪

♪ My name is Yum Yum, gimme some ♪

♪ My name is Yum Yum, gimme some ♪

♪ My name is Yum Yum, gimme some... ♪

- Oh. Mm.
- Hey, Kaleb.

Relax, Special K.

It's just barbecue.

Now, look here, I stood by you

when I thought you
murdered one of our friends.

But you say something
stupid like that again,

we ain't brothers, man.

Okay.

Damn.

Another vote for my creepy-ass uncle.

I'm Earl.

Uh,

- Milton, Milton Greasley.
- That's right.

I heard about you.

Good things, I hope.

Yeah, bloodsucker, all good.

You got his ass.

Hey, I tried your meat.

- Yeah?
- Solid second place.

See you on the podium.

Yeah, but this time
you'll be looking up.

Do you really think we can win?

Hell no, man. I know we can.

It's like I've been
saying: best summer ever.

- Yes, sir. Yes, sir.
- Look at this.

Um, about that, I may
have found someone.

- That's what's up.
- Yeah.

- She here?
- Yeah.

- Oh, which one?
- Uh, orange top.

Boom.

Best summer...

Never.

You're talking about Kym?

Is-is that her, is that her name?

MG, are you kidding me?

I've told you a million
stories about Kym.

Kym. I...

Your sister?

Th-The who was away, building
houses for homeless people?

- And without all of that...
- Mm-hmm.

Look, man,

have all the summer fun you want.

Just don't be having it with her.

What?

Songwriting? Stop.

I can't take it anymore.

Somewhere in Belgium,

Penelope Park's black
heart just exploded.

You and Gizmo the Gremlin?

Actually, Gizmo's a Mogwai.

Oh, God.

He's got you speaking nerd.

- Relax. We're just friends.
- You are not friends.

- You're a montage.
- It's been...

fun.

It's been, like, actual fun.

You know what's actual-actual fun?

Mom and I taking

the speed train to Rome for the weekend.

So get your ass across the pond.

Love you.

How long do you think we've been here?

Hard to say.

A week? A month?

A year? What difference does it make?

What the hell was that?

Uh, a gargoyle, I think.

I killed one once with my friends.

You know, my teenage friends.

So why is a supervillain
like you scared?

I'm not a villain.

I never have been.

I'm just a kid who's
afraid of his father

and will do anything
to get away from him.

My entire life's been
about figuring out how.

And failing miserably.

Papilio lux.

You think that's our ticket out?

No. It's a comfort spell.

It's, it's supposed to
provide peace of mind.

Thank you.

- Why did you do that?
- Do what?

Oh, crap.

- Invisique.
- Meaning?

I'm invisible to them.

You're invisible. What about me?

Guess we're partners after all.

I didn't say that. But
you did just save my life.

Because you're keeping things
from me, and I want to know why.

Veritas tempus.

Would you stop with the
magic already? It's not fair.

Think before you answer.

Is it unfair, or do you deserve it?

I totally deserve it.

What?

Wh-Why-why did I just say that?

Because I cast a truth spell.
You can only answer me honestly.

Now, how does that make you feel?

Like this isn't gonna end well for me.

I bring him dinner every day
at 5:00. I mean, sometimes

he doesn't come out of the
woods, but he's always here.

Well, that doesn't mean
something happened. Raf's a wolf.

- It's not like he wears a watch.
- But every day,

Josie, for months, and
it's been three days, and...

Maybe I am just assuming the worst,

but the worst is usually what
happens. And it's bad enough

that he's stuck as a
wolf, but if-if he's lost,

he's got no one.

- I can't let him be alone.
- Landon.

It's gonna be okay.

We're gonna find him.
I'll do a locator spell,

and we're gonna track
his movements, okay?

I'm gonna help you.

This entire time,

I've been working on a theory, you know,

trying to figure out
why the vortex comes.

And then I realized, it's
always after I do magic.

Am I getting warm?

Scalding.

You know, it makes a lot of
sense when you think about it.

I thought that I was wrong
about me being the only one

who could destroy him, but
I think my actual mistake

was that I, I wasn't a
fully activated Tribrid

when I dove into that pit.

I've never died, so my vampire
side hasn't been activated yet.

And what I'm realizing
now is that Malivore

doesn't want me here.

I'm toxic to him.

Finish that sentence, please?

Malivore's trying to expel you.

To send you back from where you came.

- And every time he tries...
- I grab hold of you

to try to get expelled
with you.

But as much as my father
wants you to leave,

he wants to keep torturing
me here even more.

Then it's official.

All we have to do is wait.

For what?

That's my ride.

Hope, you can't leave me here.

I can't leave with you. Okay?

I have to get back to my friends.

I have to get back to Landon.

I can't lie, right?

So you know I'm telling the
truth when I say that if you

help me go back, too,

you'll never see me again.

I promise.

I'm sorry.

But do you understand why
I can't take that risk?

Yeah. I would do the
same thing if I were you.

- God.
- Good luck, Clarke.

Screw you, Hope.

Think of my blood like the
red line crossing the map

in Raiders of the Lost Ark.

It'll flow wherever it senses Raf.

And it'll show us the path.

Thank you for this.

Of course. It's honestly child's play.

It's how I used to cheat
at hide-and-go-seek.

And just give it a second.

I want you to know, I
wasn't trying to hurt myself.

On the Fourth.

I wasn't trying to, like,

self-destruct or anything.

Mm, could've fooled me.

I don't know. Maybe
it started like that,

but when I go under, I see... images.

Memories, maybe.

There's something buried
in my brain, and when I die,

I get a glimpse of it, but...

Maybe it's nothing.

Maybe it's the answer to
everything. I don't know.

No answer is more
important than making sure

that you don't accidentally
overshoot your phoenix quota.

Are you happy?

What do you mean?

I mean, since we started hanging out...

I mean, until Raf went
missing... I think I was

finally starting to get...

happy-ish.

I'm definitely happy-ish.

I just don't know if I can
be fully happy until I know

that Lizzie and I are gonna
survive past the Merge.

Yeah.

Look, I don't want to cause problems,

but I think that your
dad is lying to you

about the Ascendant.

How do you know?

I just know.

♪ Take me to wild ♪

♪ Take me to the water... ♪

Forensic detective?

Close.

True crime novelist.

You're a liar.

Josie. You can't be in here.

- She can't be in here.
- Yeah, I'm aware.

Just give me a second.

- What's going on?
- All summer

I've been worried about you.

"Got to take care of Dad,
make sure that he doesn't fall

into a depression or buy a motorcycle."

I gave up my summer
with Mom to make sure

that you wouldn't be
alone, and this entire time

you've been lying to
me about the Ascendant?

- I...
- I'm calling the cops.

Let the man talk to his daughter.

♪ Take me to the light... ♪

Dad, how could you?

Dad told me everything.

The Ascendant is a lock

to a prison world.

It's a long story, but we have an uncle

that is trapped down there,
and he is the only other

living member of our lunatic family.

And he's been through the Merge,
so he's got to have answers.

Well, then let's go
the minute I get back.

Lizzie,

I gave the Ascendant back to Dad.

You what? Why?

This guy that's trapped
down there killed Jo

on her wedding day

with Dad.

I mean, this guy murdered his twin.

So, Dad said it's a last resort.

And until then we should
just stay far away from it.

So, in the meantime

you should enjoy

your speed trains and hang out

with hot Swedish guys
and have your summer fun.

Listen.

I'm in therapy three hours a day.

When I'm not with a
shrink, I'm with a doctor.

And when I'm not with a
doctor, I'm with a healer.

I'm doing everything
I can to get better,

like, really better.

I should have told you that.
I don't know why I didn't.

But promise me

you will make the most

of the rest of this summer, okay?

I promise.

I didn't see you. Are you okay?

Yeah, Dorian, I'm okay.

Glad to hear it, but
how did you know my name?

Your parking pass.

Always hated that picture.

What brings you out here tonight?

A boy.

Well, we're all locked up in there.

Everyone's gone for the summer.

Okay. Thanks. Uh, sorry to bother you.

You started without me.

Your map worked.

He's right here. What's the problem?

He was, but then when I came out
here to find him, that appeared.

Raf's not missing.

He just doesn't want

to be here anymore.

I knew this going in.

I mean, uh, the longer he's a
wolf, the less human he'll be,

and at what point does a wolf no
longer need a human best friend

and movie nights?

Maybe he moved on.

'Cause he saw that you have someone

who can help you be

happy... ish.

Hey.

Is this seat taken?

Landon.

Wait, how do you know my name?

Sorry.

There's no way I'd even pretend
to forget Hope Mikaelson.

You're just saying that because
you know I want to hear it.

Well, actually, that's
not how this works.

I'm kind of here to tell you the things

you don't want to hear, right?

Yeah.

I really needed to see you.

Happy to be seen.

Well, I mean, as happy as the magical,

holographic manifestation
of your subconscious can be.

So what's on your mind?

I missed your eyes.

Oh, admittedly, they're pretty dreamy.

So much for accuracy.

- Landon would never say that.
- Well, it's creative license.

Besides, let's face it, you already know

what he'd say about
your current dilemma.

Then maybe I just want to
hear it from fake you.

Fine. Then, in that case, there is no world

in which I would ever
want you to leave town

without telling me
you're back from the dead.

I never died, technically.

Then I'd want to hear about that, too.

I'd want to hear about everything

because I love you,

and you love me.

You leaving town

is a stupid move and you know it.

Especially after we agreed
not to lie to each other.

Don't turn this around on me.

Okay, besides, what's
happening between you and Josie?

Ugh.

- So you're mad at me?
- No.

I'm not mad at you.

I can't be mad at you, right?

It's not your fault.

You don't even know I exist.

But that still hurts.

Of course it does.

Okay.

So, then think about how much
it would hurt me to find out

you're just down the road.

Fair enough.

If you can answer this
one question correctly,

then I promise I'll
go running back to you,

and I'll, I'll tell you the whole truth.

Would you quit playing games?

There is no answer
either of us could give

that should stop you
from doing that right now.

Are you happy?

Is everyone happier now?

Could you leave me for a minute?

I don't really want
to cry in front of you,

even if you're fake.

So you, uh, feel like
I let you down, huh?

Nah. Nah.

Uh, best summer ever's a big ask.

Man, why do you always do that?

- What?
- Not speak your truth.

Okay, this summer sucked.

I mean, you tell me to move on,

and the first time I actually do,

you tell me I can't even talk to her.

She's my sister, man.

Just like you're my brother.

I'm sorry, but I want my
family tree to have branches.

But I'll make it up to
you if you give me a shot.

How?

By getting you what you want
most in the entire world.

Lizzie Saltzman.

You-you said we-we weren't
supposed to speak her name.

Uh-huh, during the summer,

but that's all over with, baby boy.

Now we set our sights on

best semester ever.

Okay?

Let's finish packing.

And you should definitely
make room for this.

Oh, crap.

I can't believe this is happening again.

What do you want from me, Father?

Because I literally
cannot suffer anymore.

And... make no mistake,

you did make me, so...

please give me one final
chance to serve you.

Send me back.

Send me back

and I will be what you always wanted.

I'll be the bad guy.

I'll make you proud.

You need me.

Because if you do not trust
me to raise you from perdition,

trust that I will do this.

I will destroy Hope Mikaelson,

the only thing on this
planet that can destroy you.

You send me back, and I...

Father?

Is that you?

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