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Stefan:
She's ruthless without her humanity.

Damon: What are we gonna do? Stefan:
Lock her up. Make her life a living hell.

I was in New Orleans, trying to find
information about my real parents.

I've only seen that Mark
on a handful of others.

All from the same werewolf clan
that once thrived throughout Louisiana.

What makes you think
I'll spare your beloved katerina?

You will spare her because
I'm asking you to.

As your only living brother,
I would ask that you...

Provide me with
this opportunity to love.

Katherine:
Klaus: You have refused my freedom.

In return, I have one last thing to offer
you: There's a witch in New Orleans...

Named Jane-Anne deveraux
plotting a move against you.

Hunt her down.

Damon: She's the calmest desiccating
vampire I've ever seen.

I remember when you starved me
down there for three days...

I would've wept at your feet
for an orange peel.

Look, she's not gonna beg for blood.
Begging means desperation. Emotion.

She's still in no-humanity zone.

How hungry does she have to be before
we can torture some feelings back into her?

A lot hungrier than she is now,
apparently.

What are we supposed to do
in the meantime?

- Maybe I can provide a little excitement.
- Katherine.

The one and only. Sort of.

So, when's the welcome home party?

Wow. Look who went and got bold.

Last time I checked,
Klaus was plotting your eternal demise.

Well, it doesn't matter anymore.
Because Klaus is gone.

Wait, what do you mean he's gone?

Let's just say that werewolf girl, Hayley,
turned out to be just the thing we needed...

To get Klaus out of our lives for good.

Third time in here this week.

I'm obsessed with the gumbo,
Jane-Anne.

The old ladies
in the ninth ward say my sister Sophie...

Bleeds a piece of her soul
into every dish.

I asked around the quarter
about my family.

- And?
- Nothing.

Zero. I can't find a single person
who remembers them.

Because, Hayley, people like you
were run out of here years ago.

What do you mean, people like me?

In the bayou,
they call the werewolves rougarou.

You head out there,
you'll find what you're looking for.

Be careful.
It's the last place you'd ever wanna go.

Sophie: Don't do it. Please.
What if I'm wrong about her?

That's the beauty.
You're never wrong.

She's the only way
we 're gonna get to Klaus.

- Sophie: Get someone else to do the spell.
- Who?

Half the witches don't believe you,
the other half are too scared.

They know we're gonna get caught,
Jane-Anne.

Jane-Anne:
We don't have any other options.

Now go.
You know what you need to do.

What the...? Unh!

Are you kidding me?

Hey, I'm looking for a tow service.

Man: Welcome to the dark side
of New Orleans.

A supernatural playground
where the living are easily lost...

And the dead stick around to play.

Rebekah: New Orleans? What the hell
is Klaus doing there?

Evidently, there are witches
conspiring against him.

So knowing our brother, this was
a mission to silence and slaughter.

Rebekah: Well, the French quarter witches
are not a lot to be trifled with.

You don't suppose they've found a way
to kill him, do you?

In the name of our family,
you might try to dial down your glee.

What family?

We are three distrustful acquaintances
who share a bloodline.

I hope they've found a way
to make that traitorous bastard rot.

Klaus: Good afternoon.

Time for one more?

- I have nothing to say to you.
- Oh, now, that's not very amiable, is it?

You don't even know me.

I know what you are.
Half vampire, half beast.

You're the hybrid.

I'm the original hybrid, actually,
but that's a story for another time.

Where are you going?

To find out who's making the move
against our brother.

I'll either stop them or I'll help them.

Depending on my mood.

I'm looking for someone. A witch.

Perhaps you might be able
to help me find her.

Jane-Anne deveraux.

Sorry, I don't know.

Well, now, that's a fib, isn't it?

Now, you see...

I know that you're a true witch
amongst this sea of posers...

So enough with the fabrications.

I've quite a temper.

Witches don't talk out of school
in the quarter.

The vampire won't allow it.

Those are the rules.
I don't break Marcel's rules.

Marcel's rules.

Where do you suppose
I might find Marcel?

And I've been a bad, bad, bad, bad man

and I'm in deep

I found a brand new love for this man

can't wait for you to see

I can't wait

tell you about it now

how you like me now?

How you like me now?

How you like me now?

How you like me now?

How you like me now?

Thank you.

You're killing it, man.

- Klaus.
- Marcel.

Must be a hundred years since
that nasty business with your papa.

Has it been that long?

Way I recall it, he ran you out of town.

Left a trail of dead vampires
in his wake.

And yet how fortunate you managed
to survive.

My father, I'm afraid,
I recently incinerated to dust.

Well, if I'd known
you were coming back in town...

What, Marcel?

What would you have done?

I'd have thrown you a damn parade.

Niklaus Mikaelson.

My mentor, my savior, my sire.

Let's get you a drink.

- It is good to see you.
- Klaus: It's good to be home.

Tell me the current state
of bourbon street is not your doing.

Something's gotta draw in
the out-of—towners...

Othennise we'd all go hungry.

I see your friends are day-walkers.

Yeah, yeah. I shared the secret
of your daylight ring with a few buddies.

Just the inner circle, though.
The family.

Klaus: Tell me...

How did you find a witch
willing to make daylight rings?

I got the witches here
wrapped around my finger.

Is that so?

I'm looking for a witch
by the name of Jane-Anne deveraux.

Has some business with me.

You're looking for Jane-Anne.

Then you probably
ought to come with me.

Ha, ha. Showtime.

Oh, how's your family?

- Those who live hate me more than ever.
- Forget them.

If your blood relations let you down,
you make your own, huh? You taught me that.

And what's mine is yours, as always.

Even my night-walkers, the riffraff.

They're hardly subtle, are they?

It's the quarter, ain't no such thing
as subtle, baby.

Marcel: Yes!

Jane-Anne deveraux.

Marcel:
Give it up for Jane-Anne.

Come on.

Let's hear it.

Jane-Anne deveraux.

You have been accused
of the practice of witchcraft...

Beyond the bounds of the rules
set forth and enforced by me.

How do you plead?

Oh. Was that convincing?
I studied law back in the '50s.

Hold that thought.
Seriously, j, ticktock.

You know the drill.
How do you plead?

I didn't do anything.

Mm, that's a lie.

You know it, I know it,
and you hate that I know it.

It drives you witches crazy
that I'm aware of your every move...

That you can't do magic in this town
without getting caught.

So why don't we just
cut to the chase, huh?

You tell me
what magic you're brewing.

I mean, tell me. I'll Grant you leniency.

Hey, I am, after all, a merciful man.

Rot in hell, monster.

I'll tell you what...

I'll give you one more chance.

- What was that?
- Hey.

Come walk with me.

Witches aren't allowed to do magic here.
She broke the rules.

I told you I wanted to talk to her.

Hey, I'm sorry.
I got caught up in the show.

Those witches, they think
they still have power in this town.

I have to show them that they don't.

I never waste an opportunity
for a show of force.

Another lesson
that I learned from you.

And besides, anything that you
could've gotten out of her...

I can find out for you.
And I will, I promise.

Well, whatever it was,
doesn't matter anymore, does it?

Good, good.

Now, let's eat because all that
spilled blood makes me hungry.

Hey. Thierry, isn't it?

Any more deveraux witches
where she came from?

You're Klaus.

And you're upset.

Sophie, isn't it?

I assume this is because
of what I witnessed with your sister...

- On the corner of royal and Saint Ann.
- Enjoy the show?

It was a little melodramatic
for my tastes.

What did your sister want with me?

Why did Marcel kill her?

I see you brought friends.

- They're not with me.
- They're with Marcel.

That's all that matters.

I know you built this town,
but this is his town now.

He killed my sister
because she broke the rules.

So I talk to you in front of them,
I'm next.

Are you two gentlemen following me?

Marcel said we're your guides.

Oh, he did, did he? He did.

Well, then, let me be exceedingly clear
about something.

If either of you follow me again, you'll
do so without the benefit of a spine.

Waitress: Sorry for the wait.

If you're here for gumbo, I'm about
to break your heart. We ran out.

Your oldest scotch
for my two friends here, love.

Marcel wants to know what I'm up to,
he can ask me himself.

The doors work, you know.

You doing magic?

I'm praying to my dead sister.
Go ahead, pay your respects.

Ah. Don't make this a thing, Sophie.

The hybrid was looking for Jane-Anne,
Marcel wants to know why.

Oh. That sounds like witch business.

I'd say ask her yourself, but I guess
you can't seeing as Marcel killed her.

I'm Elijah.

You heard of me?

So why don't you tell me what business
your family has with my brother?

- Where's Marcel?
- And who the hell's asking?

I assume you're joking.

I only answer to Marcel.

Well, then, in that case,
perhaps you'll answer to this.

You're aware the bite of a werewolf
can kill a vampire. I'm half werewolf...

So I'm gonna ask you one more time.
Where is Marcel?

Hey, hey, I'm right here. I'm right here.

Easy now.
Diego was just looking out for me.

Nobody harms my guys,
those are the rules.

I don't care about your rules, Marcel.

And I don't need chaperones.

Why are you having me followed?

Come here.

I get it, huh? Show of force,
you made your point.

Let it go, friend. Huh?

For me.

Fine.

Why don't you show me
what you've done with the place...

While you explain exactly what it is
you've been up to in my town.

Follow me.

Look at that skyline, huh?

That there, that's progress.

More hotels, more tourists,
more fresh blood.

And the humans?
I taught them to look the other way.

And what of the witches?

In my time, they were a force to be
reckoned with and now they live in fear.

How do you know
when they're using magic?

Maybe I got a secret weapon,
an ace up my sleeve.

Something that gives me complete
control over all the magic in this town.

- Hmm. Is that a fact?
- Might be.

Or maybe I'm just bluffing.

You take vervain.

Burns like a bitch.

But I figure I should limit
the number of things I'm vulnerable to.

Don't be mad
about that chaperone thing.

I told my guys to look out for you,
that's all. That's what we do here.

Look out for each other.

Mm. Mm, mm, mm.

New blood.

The bartender walking alone at night.

She's either brave or dumb.

Let's see. Brave, I let her live.
Dumb, she's dessert.

You know, it's not safe here alone.

You know, I have a black belt in karate.

Evening, Elijah.

What an entirely unwelcome surprise.

And what an entirely
unsurprising welcome.

- Come with me.
- I'm not going anywhere.

Not till I find out
who's conspiring against me.

I believe I just found that out for you.

Klaus: What are we doing here?

You wanna know what the witches
have in store for you?

Follow me.

Klaus: Sophie deveraux.

- What is this?
- He's all yours. Proceed.

You know, you're famous in this town.

Witches tell bedtime stories
about the powerful vampire Klaus.

We know Marcel was nothing
but an orphaned street rat...

Until you made him what he is.

And now he's out of control.

He does what he wants,
he kills who he wants.

I'm gonna stop him.

And you're gonna help me.

This is why you brought me here.

- Hear her out.
- I don't need to.

There is not a thing on this earth...

That would matter enough for me to
waste even 30 more seconds of my time.

- Elijah, what madness is this?
- Hayley: Klaus.

You need to listen to them.

You're out of your minds if you think
some liquor-fueled one-night stand...

- No offense, sweetheart.
- -Means a thing to me.

Marcel may be able to keep us
from practicing real magic in this town...

But as keepers of the balance...

We know when nature
has cooked up something new.

For example, I have a special gift...

Of sensing when a girl is pregnant.

- What?
- I know, it's impossible.

- What are you saying?
- Elijah: Niklaus.

The girl is carrying your child.

No. It's impossible.

- Vampires cannot procreate.
- But werewolves can.

Magic made you a vampire,
but you were born a werewolf.

You're the original hybrid.
The first of your kind.

And this pregnancy
is one of nature's loopholes.

- You've been with someone else, admit it.
- Hayley: Hey.

I've spent days held captive
in a freaking alligator bayou.

They think I'm carrying
some miracle baby.

Don't you think I'd have fessed up
if it wasn't yours?

My sister gave her life
to perform the spell she needed...

To confirm this pregnancy.

Because of Jane-Anne's sacrifice,
the lives of this girl and her baby...

Are now controlled by us.

If you don't help us
take down Marcel...

So help me, Hayley won't live long
enough to see her first maternity dress.

Wait, what?

Enough. If you want Marcel dead,
I'll do it myself.

No, we can't.

Not yet. We have a clear plan
that we need to follow...

And there are rules.

How dare you command me...

Threaten me with what you wrongfully
perceive to be my weaknesses.

- I won't hear any more lies!
- Elijah: Niklaus!

Listen.

Kill her and the baby.

What do I care?

- Elijah: Niklaus.
- It's a trick, Elijah.

No, brother, it's a gift.
It's your chance. It's our chance.

- To what?
- To start over.

Take back everything we've lost,
that was taken from us.

Niklaus, our own parents
came to despise us.

Our family was ruined,
we were ruined.

Since then, all that you have ever
wanted, all that we have ever wanted...

Was a family.

I will not be manipulated.

So they're manipulating you. So what?
With them, this girl and her child...

Your child, live.

I'm gonna kill every last one of them.

Then what? Return to Mystic Falls...

To resume your life as the hated one,
the evil hybrid?

Is it so important people quake with fear
at the sound of your name?

People quake with fear because
I have the power to make them afraid.

What will this child offer?
Will it guarantee me power?

Family is power, Niklaus.

Love, loyalty, that's power.

This is what we swore
1,000 years ago...

Before life tore away
what humanity you had.

Before ego, before anger, before paranoia
created in this person before me...

Someone I can barely even recognize
as my own brother.

This is us, the original family.

And we remain together,
always and forever.

I am asking you to stay here.

I will help you and I will stand by you.
I will be your brother.

We will build a home here together.

So save this girl.

Save your child.

Well, he's doing what he does.

Given a chance at happiness,
Klaus runs in the opposite direction.

Let him run. That child, if it's even his,
is better off without him.

He's not better off without that child,
neither are we.

Darling, kind Elijah, our brother rarely
brings us anything but pain.

At what point in your life will you stop
searching for his redemption?

I'll stop searching
for his redemption...

When I believe
there is none left to be found.

I'd give you a play-by-play...

But you have the air of someone
who's been lurking and listening.

He'll come around. You know Elijah.

He won't stop until
he's convinced Klaus to do the right thing.

I know you consider yourself
an expert in brotherly dynamics...

But you don't know my brothers
half as well as you think you do.

You're wrong.

Klaus won't be able to walk away from this.

He and I are the same.

We manipulate...

We thirst for power,
we control, we punish...

But our actions are driven by
one singular place deep inside.

And what's that?

We're alone.

Tell Elijah to call me
when he comes home.

I'll be waiting for him.

Hey, girls, hey boys
no, don't mind the noise

it's just the sound of being dragged ahead

hey, man, where'd you run off to?

Do you mean your minions aren't
still documenting my every move?

Heh. Someone put you in a mood.
What can I do?

Tell me what this thing is
you have with the witches.

- We're back to that?
- Yeah, we're back to that.

You know I owe you everything I got.
But I have to draw the line on this one.

This is my business.

I control the witches in my town.
Let's leave it at that.

- Your town?
- Damn straight.

That's funny, because when I left
a hundred years ago...

You were a pathetic little scrapper
trembling from the lashes of the whips...

Of those who would keep you down.
Now look at you. Master of your domain.

Prince of the city.

-I'd like to know how. —why?

Jealous?

Hey, man, I get it. Three hundred
years ago, you helped build...

A backwater penal colony
into something.

You started it, but then you left.

Actually, you ran from it.

I saw it through. Huh? Look around.

Vampires rule this city now.

We don't have to live
in the shadows like rats.

The locals look the other way.

I got rid of the werewolves. I even found
a way to shut down the witches.

The blood never stops flowing
and the party never ends.

You wanna pass on through,
you wanna stay a while? Great.

What's mine is yours, but it is mine.

My home, my family, my rules.

- And if someone breaks those rules?
- They die.

Mercy is for the weak.
You taught me that too.

And I'm not the prince of the quarter,
friend. I'm the king!

Show me some respect.

Your friend will be dead by the weekend.

Which means I've broken
one of your rules.

And yet, I cannot be killed.

I am immortal.

Who has the power now, friend?

The $100 guy.

Brave bartender.

- Camille. That's a French name.
- It's a grandma's name.

Call me cami. Amazing, isn't he?

- Do you paint?
- No, but I admire.

- Every artist has a story, you know.
- And what do you suppose his story is?

He's angry.

Dark. Doesn't feel safe
and doesn't know what to do about it.

He wishes
he could control his demons...

Instead of having his demons
control him.

He's lost.

Alone.

Or maybe he just drank
too much tonight.

Sorry, over-zealous psych major.

I think you were probably right
the first time.

So do you...

Paint?

Klaus: Are you here to give me another
pep talk on the joys of fatherhood?

Elijah:
I've said all I needed to say.

I forgot how much I liked this town.

I didn't forget.

All the centuries we've spent together,
and yet, I can count on one hand...

The number of times that our family
has been truly happy.

I hated leaving here.

What is on your mind, brother?

For a thousand years...

I lived in fear.

Anytime I settled anywhere...

Our father would hunt me down and...

Chase me off.

He made me feel powerless.

This town was my home once.

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

Power, loyalty, family.

I made him in my image
and he has bettered me.

I want what he has.

I want to be king.

And what of Hayley and the baby?

Every king needs an heir.

Elijah: So how do you propose
this will work?

Your brother needs to cement his place
in Marcel's world.

His inner circle, the day-walkers,
that's where we begin.

They're his friends, his family.
We 7! Be hitting him where it hurts.

I had time to sleep on it last night.

I am not your enemy.
Where my family and I failed this town...

Marcel succeeded.

My blood will heal him...

As though it never happened.

The quarter is your home,
but I would like to stay a while...

If I am still welcome.

Caroline.

I'm standing in one of
my favorite places in the world...

Surrounded by food...

Music, art, culture...

And all I can think about is how much
I want to show it to you.

Maybe one day, you'll let me.

So that's it?

I'm just supposed to pack up my things
and leave for good?

- Forget my life here, my pursuit of the cure?
- The cure was a fool's errand.

It would've stripped you of
everything you are, for what?

- More high school proms?
- I wanted to be human.

I wanted children and a family.

- And I stand before you to offer you both.
- And if I decide against you?

A dagger in my heart
and then back in a box?

I made my case.

Your family needs you.

Now, what choice you make
right now is your own.

I owe him nothing.

I wish him no joy. No love.

I will stay here and live my life
the way I want to...

And if you're smart,
I suggest you do the same.

Katherine: She's right.

Be smart, Elijah.

Klaus is stark raving mad,
not to mention completely irredeemable.

Leave him to set off on this new adventure
and let's you and I go out on ours.

I have lost so much of my life to Klaus.

So have you.

It's our turn.

Elijah, please.

Katerina...

Good bye.

You look terrible.

I'm hungry.

- Not that you care.
- But I do.

That's the whole point.

I do care, you don't care.

It's about time for that to change.

Elena: Vervain?

How's that make you feel?

Hurt because I'd betray you?

Angry because I'd cause you pain?
Or scared...

Because you know
it's gonna get a lot worse?

You've always wanted to play games.

Go ahead.

Let's see who breaks first.

."Or you.