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Finn: My brothers
went to great lengths

to hide something from me.

Now, I may not be able
to get it out of them,

but I'm willing to bet
I can rip it out of you.

Marcel and all his vampires
have inexplicably disappeared.

We have premarital rituals,
which are what, exactly?

You speak the truth,
he speaks the truth,

secrets are cleansed.

Klaus: I'm going to have
a little chat

with the bride-to-be,
remind her that some secrets

need to stay buried.

Cassie: You're
the sister... Rebekah.

You may be that harvest girl.

Cassie, is it?

How, exactly, does one go
about breaking out of this joint?

There's no leaving.

They say this place is haunted.

Rebekah: There was
someone in my room.

There was a girl,
a girl in black.

Mama!

Aah! Mama!

Freya: Mother! Mother!

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I wonder if you lot can help me.

I'm looking for the hybrid
who calls herself your queen.

I prefer you tell me where
she is before I grow irritated.

After all...

There are children present.

Jackson: You scared me.

Was worried you ran off
in the middle of the night.

No. I was just
out here thinking.

Jack, I know I'm
supposed to divulge

my great secrets, but I can't.

Can't even tell you why I can't.

I mean, you really think
there's a secret you have

that's so bad,
you can't tell me?

It's not safe, Jack.

When have we ever
been safe, Hayley?

Our people have been
cursed, hunted, exiled,

but you and me, this wedding,
we can change all that.

We can create a new pack,
one with your ability

to turn at will.

So we give each other
our secrets.

If we don't, then the transfer
of power won't work,

and we're back to where we were.

Look.

Even if we call off the wedding,

there's still something
I need to tell you.

Jack, I'm sure you've
lived quite the life,

but I can't imagine that your secret
is anything like mine.

There's one.

Has to do with how
your parents died.

You look terrible.

I didn't sleep very well.

Heard you got caught out
past curfew... again.

A simple misunderstanding.

Kindred witches
like to be in charge.

I don't much care
for taking orders.

On that note...

Where did you get that?

I nicked it from the pantry.

But the kindr...

Did you miss
the part where I said

I don't care about rules?

Take the apple.

You're out of your mind.

I'm a free spirit, which is why

I don't intend
to spend another night

trapped in this bloody dungeon.

What are you talking about?

You know that any spell can
be broken with enough power.

What we need to do
is channel something strong.

I went to the room
with the locked door.

There's something
in there, someone.

I'm not sure who she is
or why she's here,

and I don't care.

Point is, she's strong.

I mean, I didn't even know
what witch power felt like,

and still, I could sense it

coming out of
that room in waves.

You and I can channel her
and bust free of this loony bin.

Who's the new girl at the telly?

Cassie: One more bonkers witch,

got dumped here in
the middle of the night.

Anything good on?

These paintings can move.

They depict a rodent
breaking the bones

of a rather tenacious feline.

Those are just cartoons.

Ha ha!

Do I know you from somewhere?

I guess not.

Keep up your strength, luv,
and enjoy your cartoons.

Whoa. What...

How long was I asleep?

All night.

It was a rather
fitful sleep, though.

You were muttering about
how you wanted to kill Klaus.

In fact, I'm glad that you're up

because we are ready
to get started.

You sure you know
how to do this?

Have a little faith, Davina.

I have been planning this
for over a century.

You're not having
second thoughts, are you?

Now, you were the one
that wanted to get rid

of the bastard without
hurting your friends.

I'm past second thoughts.

That's my girl.

Oh, you might want
to turn that off.

It's been buzzing
all this morning.

Josh and Marcel
are still missing.

Finn: How the mighty
have fallen.

Simple bit of magic,
and once-mighty vampires

now lie before me.

How does it feel,
hunger so intense,

like shards of glass
creeping through your veins?

Of course...

I have you to thank.

You led them to this,
but then, perhaps,

you might still
be able to save them.

In 1,000 years,
you are the closest

my brother has come
to making a friend,

and I wonder, what
secrets did he share,

and what do I need to do to you

in order to tear
those secrets free?

What do you want?

Well, we could start
with some common courtesy.

You could invite me in.

Not likely, vampire.

I'm a hybrid, dear, half wolf.

You and I could be distant
relatives, for all you know.

Matter of fact, I'm looking
for another of my kind.

Rumor has it she's nearby.

What do you want with Hayley?

I wish only to remind her
of the importance of family,

dissuade her from
foolish mistakes.

Jackson is with her now.

They can look out
for each other.

Why don't you just
leave them alone?

Well, perhaps I should.

Clearly, I can trust Jackson's

selfish nature, willing as he is

to marry Hayley and save her

from the horrors
of her current existence

and in exchange for nothing more

than an empowered werewolf pack

to serve as his own
personal army.

Hmm, you know,
on second thought,

I think I'd like to congratulate
the bride and groom.

No doubt, they're close by

tending to their
prenuptial observances,

and since you've been unable
to help me find them...

Well, I suppose I'll
have to hunt them down

myself, won't I?

Hayley: What is this place?

It's where wolves bury those
that walk away from the pack...

Traitors, murderers,

like this one...
Richard Xavier Dumas.

He was Mary's husband,
my grandfather.

He was an alpha of his time,
militant, radical,

hell-bent on waging war
with vampires.

When he found out
that your parents and mine

planned to join the packs,
try for peace with Marcel

and his crew, he went ballistic.

It was him, wasn't it?

He was the one that
killed my parents.

He wanted to stop them,
everything they stood for,

and he did.

I have spent my entire life
wondering what happened to them.

Why did you wait
so long to tell me?

No. I didn't know
until Mary told me.

She said she'd held on
to the secret

of what my grandfather
did for two decades

and knew it was time
for it to come out...

But I knew I had to be
the one to tell you

truth is, I didn't
know if I could.

I don't blame you, Jack.

I guess I just
really hate secrets.

That was my secret.

Whatever yours is,

if you don't want
to tell me, then don't.

Doesn't change a thing, least
of all how I feel about you.

Klaus:
Quite the romantic sentiment.

I wonder, however,
if I might impose

on this lovely tableau
long enough

to have a word with Hayley.

It's ok. Go ahead.

I'll meet you back at Mary's.

Tonight is the night.

Once everyone is asleep,
I'll grab you.

Uh!

Where did you get this, huh?

Uh!

Don't.
Just let it go.

Witch: Do you know what
I do to thieves?

Ah!

Ah, that hurt.

You little bitch.

Aah! Aah! Aah!

Today's lesson...
You take from us...

And we take twice
as much from you.

You helped me. Why?

Because I'm a bloody fool...

Or maybe I just like the idea
of us girls sticking together.

Have you lost your mind?

Are you seriously
considering this

preposterous
truth-telling idiocy?

Actually, I'm kind
of on the fence.

Well, then allow me to
make this simple for you.

Under no circumstances
will you divulge

any family secrets,
especially none

that would endanger our child.

Except it's not
that simple, Klaus.

You saw what Finn did.

He's growing more
powerful by the day.

Right now, he controls
over half of the wolves.

This marriage could change that.

The outcome of your strategy
is not worth the risk

it imposes on our daughter.

Well, it's not a risk
if I trust Jackson.

Oh...
Klaus, think.

We could have a whole
army of super wolves

who could protect hope
as one of their own.

Hope doesn't need a wolf army.

I'll protect her myself,

and an easy time
I'll have of it, too,

without you running off
sharing secrets

with every motley member
of your werewolf brethren.

Damn it, Klaus.
This is our chance.

We can bring her home.

We have to at least
consider this.

I have considered it,
and I have deemed it absurd,

and in this matter,
there is no one

above my decree, not even you.

You will tell Jackson
the wedding is off.

It's a good thing that I don't
take orders from anyone,

especially not from you.

So much for having
a secret lair.

Don't mind him. Did you bring
the stuff I asked for?

Yeah. This is everything
Josh left at my place.

Ah, practically
moved in, has he?

Davina: Kol, please shut up.

Ok. Here we go.

All right.
Come on, then.

Channel me.
It'll be quicker.

Come on.

Right here, the street corner.

Oh, yeah.
I know where.

It's the little bodega
the witch Lenore

used to run before my mother
hijacked her body.

Great. Thank you for the help.

Wait. What?
You can't go alone.

Well, to be
absolutely clear here,

technically, he definitely
could go alone.

No.
It's a suicide mission.

Yeah, and what's more
tragic than a suicide

mission but a mass
suicide mission?

I'm not leaving Josh
trapped with a nutjob

that hates vampires.

Neither am I.

Aah!

I'm done listening to you.

Let me know when you want
to have a real conversation.

Hayley!

I'm not gonna stand here quietly

while you tell me what
I can and cannot do

to protect my daughter.

Our daughter.
Right.

Ours, but it was your mother
who tried to kill her,

and who knows what your equally
psychotic brother is up to?

I will deal with Finn.

And then what?

Hope will always be the daughter

of Klaus Mikaelson, the hybrid
killer with 1,000 enemies.

Don't you get it?
It's you.

You're the threat.

You're so paranoid
that you can't see

that this wedding can help her.

She can come home.

The wolves will be on our side.

The wolves cannot be trusted.

In your paranoid mind,
nobody can be trusted.

Where does it end?

There is no end!

Need I remind you
I killed my own father

in order to protect her?

Really? That's why
you killed him...

Or is it just that you
were so terrified

of letting someone, anyone, in?

I know this wedding can work.

We can bring our
little girl home,

but you have to trust me.

I do trust you,
more than you know.

Uh!

I just don't trust Jackson.

You can't free yourself.

Those ropes have been
soaked in vervain.

But I did lessen the spell
that made you hungry,

affording us an opportunity
for some civilized discourse.

Let's start with our
mutual friend Camille.

The topic that consumed
the majority

of our time together
was her troubled

relationship with Niklaus.

He confided in her, but she knew

nothing that I could
use against him,

and yet recently, I had occasion
to speak with my brother,

and I realized that
he has a secret,

one that he is
desperate to protect,

and I think that that secret
is a weakness.

So tell me, Marcel,
what is it?

You really think
that he trusts me

with anything that could
be used against him?

You're Klaus' ally, and I think
you know something.

You can think whatever you want

as long as you don't mind
knowing that you are a chump.

Aah!

Uh! Ah!

Tell me what you know.

I'll tell you what I remember.

Two centuries back,

I was just a kid looking
through the compound.

I found a coffin.

Klaus catches me, and he says,
"that's my brother Finn.

We keep him like that
because he is such a bore."

Aah!

Rebekah?

Are you trying to give me
a bloody heart attack?

Is it still beautiful,
New Orleans?

I loved it so much
the last time I saw it.

New Orleans will remain a beauty

long after you and I are
bones beneath its clay.

For now, you have to go
back to your room.

I've got things to do.

Why are you here in this place?

I was trying to help
my brothers.

My con artist of
a blood relation Kol

betrayed me, got me
stuck in here.

Oh, when I get hold of him...

Why do you fight
with your own family?

You should stand beside them.

It's... complicated,
1,000 years complicated.

Listen.

I think I found a way
out of this hell hole.

If you want to come with,

meet me at the front
door in 20 minutes.

Either way, wish me luck.

For Klaus in case he comes back.

Klaus: Speak the devil's name,
et cetera, et cetera.

I wonder if Jackson
can come out to play.

It's ok.

Where's Hayley?
Resting.

She was exhausted
after your grueling day

of wedding preparations,
poor thing.

No matter.

Gives us a chance to chat.

I want your word this
is between me and you.

Why, of course.

You have my word as a gentleman.

Brave lad.

Uh!

Klaus!

You want to fight me, come on!

You mistake my intentions.

I haven't come here
to fight you, not at all.

This is to be an execution.

Tell me, how, exactly,
would you like to die?

Agh!

Most of my victims start
screaming about now.

I'd prefer if you
spared me the tedium

of any last words, but
if you are so inclined,

now would be the time.

Go to hell, you bastard.

Bastard. Yes.

That is exactly what I am,

made so by your
precious mentor Ansel.

I'm curious.

Did he teach you to regard
me with such loathing,

or is that bias all of your own?

Is that what this is about?

You jealous I got to
spend time with your daddy?

You were his most prized pupil,

the benefactor to
all of his wisdom.

Uh!

Look at all the good
it's done you.

Uh!

Well, you...

Could've learned
from him yourself,

uh, if only you
hadn't killed him.

Uh!

Oh! Oh!

I see you've mastered
the self-righteous air

of all hypocrites.

The truth is, you're
worse than me,

using Hayley's best intentions

for your own
self-serving power grab.

You're wrong!

You want her power
so you can wage wars

and win territories.

After all, it's what wolves do.

Gah!

Uh!

You don't know a damn
thing about being a wolf.

No. I don't.

I never had the luxury to live
among my kind nor the chance

to truly know my father,
but you knew him.

Perhaps he saw in you
the son he always wanted.

I'm glad I was spared
such a sorry fate.

Uh! Gah...

I'm convinced.

You know nothing, which means

that whatever Klaus
is keeping secret

is so secret, he won't
even share it with you.

Perhaps there are other ways
you can be of use to me.

Brother.

What are you doing here, Kol?

I heard a rumor that you'd taken
Marcel prisoner,

and it just so happens
that I owe him.

Ohh!

So I am going to kill
the both of you.

You have some nerve coming here.

All good grace with me was lost
the moment you signed up

with our wretched siblings.

You know me, Finn.

I take sides with whoever
I think is gonna win,

and, to be honest,
well, you and mum

were acting a bit daft,
weren't you,

but I heard about how
you turned dear, old dad

into your own personal
black magic battery pack,

and I thought, "wow,
that's cold, but it's smart."

Now I can see which way
the wind is blowing,

and after the way the 3
of them treated us,

I'll be happy to see them
get what's coming.

Aah!

What was that for?

For being a duplicitous beetle.

I have proved myself,
Finn, more than you have.

I'm the one that put
Rebekah in another body,

and whilst Klaus
is out there looking

for his dear, little sister,

I was forging a dagger that will

put him to sleep for centuries.

I don't want
to put him to sleep.

I want him dead.

Yes, but you're gonna need
allies, and I've got them.

Davina Claire,
she's a harvest girl.

I've got her wrapped
around my little finger.

I have.

With her on our side,
there is nothing,

nothing that will
stand in our way.

Cassie.

Cassie, where
the hell have you...

I'm sorry, Rebekah,

but you didn't leave
me much choice.

I told you, there's no escape.

I had to turn to the only people
I knew I could trust...

And I told them that they had
to deal with you.

My only regret is that
I didn't stop you

before you killed
one of our own,

and now you have to be punished.

No. I didn't kill her,
though, to be fair,

I won't miss the ugly cow.

Hrrgh...

You're all so mean, like the mouse
that torments the cat

in those cartoons.

I think you're the ones
who need to be punished.

The others were just
ignorant bullies,

but you, you're a smart girl,

powerful, and yet you
still betrayed a friend.

Aah!

Aah! Aah!

I despise traitors.

How did you do that?

Uh...

I've drawn this out
for long enough,

but you can hardly blame me.

I find the sheer audacity
of your plot quite offensive.

Hayley is part of my family now,

and you would seek to use her
for your petty ambitions.

I'm not using her.

Just admit your true intentions

for this farce of a wedding,
and I will end this quickly.

I love Hayley,
and I will fight for her...

Uh! Uh!...

Till I'm dead.

Ugh!

Well, you've got
more fight in you

than I'd have imagined...

But I remain unimpressed.

Mhh!

You told me once that my people
were yours, too,

and if you kill me
now, promise me

that you will help Hayley
set our people free.

I trust him, Klaus.
Do you hear me?

You're not gonna kill him,

not unless you want
to go through me.

You truly believe
that he is worthy

of your trust?
Yes.

Oh, you are stubborn,
little wolf.

Perhaps you two were
meant for each other.

Go on, then.
Tell him.

Have your wedding.

Save your wolves,
but you mark my words.

If you ever betray her,
I will find you,

and I will deposit your head
on the end of a spike.

Perhaps I'll leave it in
your grandmother's garden.

Here.

Klaus knows you trapped Rebekah,

and yet he hasn't
tracked you down

to torture her
location out of you?

Well, I'm smart enough
not to be found.

Ha ha ha! Ooh.

And Elijah also knows
Rebekah is missing,

and yet he remains
unaccounted for.

Despite my power,
I've been unable

to locate him, which suggests
he's gone to great lengths

to hide himself, and Elijah
hides from no one...

Unless he's keeping
something hidden.

Wow, Finn, you sound
like Sherlock Holmes

after one too many tequilas.

And you act a fool to dare think
that I wouldn't know about

your little friends in the back.

Davina, I got him.

Allow me to send a message
to your little girlfriend.

Josh, it's me.
You all right?

Come on.

Hey, Josh, please...

Davina, let's go.

You're her, the all-powerful
girl in the coffin...

That's how you did magic...

But why didn't you just tell me?

I'd only just woken
from a century of sleep.

I wanted to know you,
see what you were really like,

and you didn't disappoint me.

There's a spark
in your, Rebekah.

You're willful, also kind.

You're not half as bad
as our brothers.

What did you say?

You're right, you know.

We met once before...
Christmas party in 1914.

I was so desperate to catch
a glimpse of my family.

Rebekah, you know who I am.

You're the girl in my nightmare.

It really is you...

Freya.

I slept 100 years,

and now finally, I'm free.

Tell our brothers I'll be
coming to see them soon,

and I expect nothing less
than their best behavior.

Finn: Now, are you through with this
little ruse, brother?

Seems your little friend Davina

has absconded with
one of my prisoners.

I didn't come here for a fight.

The little witch, she asked
me to be a distraction.

She can be quite pushy when
she wants to be, you know?

Don't you see?

We were given a gift...

Rebirth unfettered by vampirism.

We were made clean,
and all that was asked

was a pittance in return, and you
could not even give that.

Finn, you're angry,
and when you're angry,

you don't think straight.

So just give me a chance.

You don't deserve
another chance, Kol.

So I'm gonna give you
the one thing

I know you fear most... death.

No. No!

I curse you to this body,
unable to jump to another.

Over the next few days,
I want you to contemplate

what's to come...
A meaningless, lonely death

and the darkness to follow.

Clock starts now.

Be sure to say your good-byes.

Go, brother.
I will not miss you.

Mary: There.
You let that sit.

You'll feel better
in the morning.

Mary, I am so sorry.

For what, knowing a monster,
having baggage in your past?

We all got that,
some worse than others.

When Jack was down,
you fought for him.

Lot of married folk
never get that far.

You ok?
I'll live.

That's the thing
I can't figure out.

Why didn't he kill me?

Klaus was afraid
of trusting anyone.

I think he realized that not
trusting you would be worse.

He'd end up surrounded
by enemies, alone.

I want to tell you a story...

About a beautiful baby girl...

And the parents who swore
they would die to protect her.

Klaus: The wedding
works in our favor.

Newly empowered
and ruled by Hayley,

the wolves will be
an asset to our family.

Elijah: Yes, assuming
you're willing

to trust Jackson
with our secrecy.

Must confess, brother,

I'm a little surprised
to find that you do.

Well, faith in Jackson
is a means to an end.

If I had simply killed him,

Hayley would have
turned against me.

You should have
seen the ferocity

with which she defended him.

It was impressive.

That being said, I don't take
the matter of secrets lightly.

Once the wedding takes place

and the wolves
are forever altered,

well, Jackson's fate becomes
a little less certain.

Rebekah: Hello, Nik.

I don't suppose you imagined

that always and forever
would lead us to this.

Rebekah.

You absolutely will not
believe the week I've had.

Good. You're awake.

I've just one more question.

Ok. Let my guys go free,

and I'll tell you whatever
it is you want to know.

How selfless, but we've already
established that

you don't know anything
of any consequence.

However, it's a common belief

among the werewolves
that you were,

in fact, the last person
to see Niklaus' child alive.

You were in possession
of the baby's corpse.

So tell me, how, exactly,
did the baby die?

You don't remember.

You don't remember because you
were compelled to forget.

Why would Niklaus
compel away the truth

from the vampire he thinks
of as his adopted son, what...

Besides a desire to protect
his own daughter?

She's still alive...

And now you and your vampires
are gonna help me find her.

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