All language subtitles for The Originals S03E14 [A Streetcar Named Desire] HDTV.x264-LOL-eng

Freya: You will all fall...

one by friend, one by foe,

one by family.

Rebekah: When I am buried,

the family part of the prophecy
will be over. Elijah, do it!

(Gasps)

Stefan Salvatore,
welcome to New Orleans.

That, that is the mark of the Phoenix.

- You've seen this before.
- Tell me

you have not been careless enough

to make an enemy of Rayna Cruz.

Why do you think I'm here, Klaus?

The missing ingredient is the
heart of an unsired vampire.

They need my heart.
Or one that's identical to it.

Jackson.

Then maybe you can tell Aya

to let me bring back Kol permanently.

Kol's been dead. He can stay
dead a little while longer.

But my life could end at any minute.

All I wanted was to delink
my friends from Klaus.

Now I finally can.

The bullets are white oak.

My beloved brother suffers in a box.

So I will end his suffering

by ending you, his sire.

I've come to make a proposal.

I suspect our world
can change with a bang.

- (Crickets chirping)
- (Old-timey French song playing)

Aurora: I can see why
my brother liked you.

Such the strong, silent type.

This isn't silence, Aurora.

It's patience.

Give me what's in your hand,
and I'll give you what you want.

But you see, Aya, what I want, I have.

A weapon that can kill the unkillable

and make the Mikaelsons
suffer nearly as much pain

as they've made me suffer.

Unfortunately, Elijah is one
of your targets and my sire.

If you kill him, I die, too.

As would my brother,

who drowns endlessly at
the bottom of the ocean.

Killing Elijah is the only
mercy I can offer him, Aya.

But what if there was another way?

Help me sever the link
between the Originals

and their sire lines...

And maybe I'll show it to you.

You know, Aya, when all this is over,

we should be better friends.

When this is over, we
can be anything we want.

Now...

come and lie over here.

Cynthia will guide you.

This had better work.

Close your eyes.

(Chanting in foreign language)

(Squeals) Tristan!

Sister.

(Both laugh)

Oh, I missed you.

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(Sniffles)

Tristan, I'm so sorry.

I failed you.

Shh, darling. It's all right.

It's all right.

My circumstances have
been beyond horrific,

but a light has appeared.

Aya hasn't forsaken me.

Her witches made this place.

Drew my mind here.

Though my body drowns,

here, I can read and play music

and see you.

(Chuckles)

Tristan...

If I have to burn the world
to drain the oceans,

I will find you.

Of this, I have no doubt.

(Chuckles)

But first, I have a little show
in store for you today.

A comedy. Or a tragedy,
depending on who you are.

And you and I have front row seats.

You daggered Rebekah?

And you're just telling me now?

She sacrificed herself
in order to protect us.

And to protect her, I've told
Niklaus and I'm telling you.

No one would have known
Rebekah's whereabouts

if Aurora had taken my life.

The prophecy says you
three will be felled

by friend, family and foe.

Rebekah was fallen by family.

That leaves friend and foe.

You and Klaus have a lot of foes.

Just one or two.

Thankfully, not many friends.

Freya, this is Stefan Salvatore,
an old friend.

One of my trickle-down sirelings.
Long story.

Stefan, this is Freya,
my brand-new older sister.

Also a long story.

Stefan needs a favor.

You're an old "friend," are you?

Well, that kind of depends
on your definition.

(Exhales)

You got everything you need

to break the sire link?

Almost. Aya's getting the rest.

I should be ready by sunrise.

It'll be fine. I promise.

You may feel some warmth
when the spell begins,

but it'll pass when the link's broken.

I know that face.

Crazy spell.

Substitute hearts, creepy
witches helping you out.

What if the warmth is the
last thing that I feel?

I'll be careful.

I get that. And I am game.

But we are on a tight rope
with the Mikaelsons.

I mean, that's not just anybody's heart.

Jackson was a friend
to them and he was to us.

I know, Marcel.

And I know it's a long shot,
but if I don't save you,

then I can't save Josh
and I can't save Kol.

I wouldn't be able to live with myself

if something happened to you guys.

So, um,

just full disclosure.
I dated your sister once.

Oh.

While that seems like a great story,

let's get back to your wound.

A mystical vampire huntress

stabbed you with her magic sword,

Klaus killed her, but...
surprise, surprise...

- She regenerates.
- (Sighs)

- And won't rest until you're dead.
- Right.

So no matter how far I run,
this wound acts as a beacon,

drawing her to me.

So, I guess you could say it's
been a bit of a rough week.

(Chuckles) Well, I can't cure the wound,

but this paste will mask its signal.

Rayna Cruz won't know how to find you.

Just let that dry,

and you'll be on your merry way.

You know, not that I was expecting a,

uh, parade or anything,

but why is everyone
so eager for me to go?

Stefan Salvatore is not the problem.

But if you are so determined
to find foe amongst friends,

then look no further than Marcel.

After all, did he not steal
Jackson's heart and deliver it

to the very people bent on harming us?

Marcel is the least of our troubles.

What's troubling the
Mikaelsons? Oh, let's see.

Well, there's Elijah's
super secret society

of ancient vampires...

The Strix would still be
clamoring over Hayley's heart

- if it weren't for Marcel.
- Freya: One of their more

zealous members, an
old flame of Elijah's,

is trying to undo my mother's
most powerful spell.

Klaus: And now Aya

and her mob are free

to break the sire line.
You know, we have made

many glorious enemies
over the years, brother,

but if they sever their link to us,

then they will all come for our heads.

Not without the white oak.

Aurora has the last of it.

Then she dies first.

You once told me you wanted
to use her head as a footstool.

Why wait?

(Phone vibrating)

- Hayley.
- (Phone beeps)

Yes.

I see.

The Crescent wolves...
They found Aurora.

(Crickets chirping)

(Old-timey music playing)

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(Exhales)

♪♪

(Creaking)

♪♪

(Exhales)

Lucien.

Hello, gentlemen.

I had planned on taking
a different head tonight,

but yours will do just fine.

I am getting so tired of having
that vile weapon pointed at me.

Creator destroyed by his own creation.

I suppose there's a
certain poetry to that,

wouldn't you say, Niklaus?

(Panting)

(Labored panting)

Get... Klaus... out of here.

Shoot me and you die.

True.

For now.

(Chanting in foreign language)

(Groaning)

(Gasps)

(Wind howls)

(Panting)

What is this?

(Laughing)

Oh.

Oh, Nik.

The funny faces you make
when someone surprises you.

So good to see you both again,

especially today.

Mm.

How the hell are we here?

Ooh, I know the answer to that one.

It's representational magic.

Something in the room
represents each one of us.

Apparently, it's what allowed
Aya's witches to drag you

to this chambre de chasse
she created for me.

Perfect. We find what
represents us, we break free.

Tristan: You can certainly
try, but until then,

my Strix are preparing a spell

that is unlike any other in history.

We are going to

sever the link which
binds your lives to ours.

Are we, now?

- Mm-hmm
- Our second-rate

Napoleon, desperately trying
to leave his mark on the world

with those filthy little claws.

Even if, in the end, he's left with

nothing but the scars of his failures.

Oh, rest assured, it will work.

Soon our fates will no
longer be tied to yours.

And once that's done,

as your bodies remain helpless
and your minds remain here,

Aya will use my white oak
to fulfill the prophecy.

Tristan: So, you see...

today you die.

And with your sire lines torn from you,

you die alone.

Until then,

how shall we pass the time?

♪♪

Oh, dear.

Perhaps I've gotten too close

to that which represents me in here.

Oh, you mean the swords?

(Laughs) Hardly, darling.

Though between a sub-par piece
of art and a broken relic,

I suppose you'd have to choose
the swords, wouldn't you?

If only out of denial.

(Gasps)

Maybe we can't hurt each other in here,

but when I'm free, I'm
going to cut you in half.

How's Cami?

(Chuckles)

Who says we can't hurt
each other in here?

Let me guess.

I'm the chessboard.

Not exactly, but this room

was designed by someone who knew you,

intimately.

So you should ask yourself,

how does Aya see you?

You realize that I'm here because

my people love me. You're here because

those exact same people loathe you.

You've driven them to this.

It's a prison of your own making.

Shackled to your miserable existence

from the moment I sired you.

Precisely.

We are your children.

We came to you. We begged you

to lock yourselves away until
the prophecy window had passed,

to, for once, bear the burden
of being our creators.

Would you mind terribly if you spared me

the deadbeat dad lecture?

You know,

I'm almost grateful for those
hundred-odd years

I spent compelled being you.

It taught me so much.

But nothing more important
than how to not be you.

Where you betray, I prove loyal.

Where you abandon, I remain.

And should you find a knight
or two in shining armor

still foolish enough to fight for you...

They will die right alongside you.

I had no idea that Aya was gonna
take Klaus and Elijah down.

And regardless, why the hell

are we trusting this
guy all of a sudden, huh?

He's the one who ran off with
Aurora the first chance he got.

You can hardly fault a man
for following his heart.

Yet the moment she started raving

about firing white oak into Klaus,

well, words were said,

hearts broken, veins drained.

You're one to talk about trust.

Who was it that handed
my dead husband's heart

to the people that helped murder him?

I bought your life with that heart.

But, hey, you know
what, you called me here,

so if you have another
plan, please, let's hear it.

It's simple. We storm the coven houses,

stop the Strix from completing
the de-siring spell. Period.

Okay. Well, that's easy for you to say.

You're not sired by anyone,
now, are you?

It's not just about de-siring...

We've got to stop an execution.

What are you talking about?

A lovesick teenage witch
with a runner-up heart

is somehow going to break the sire link?

I'm sorry, your darling Davina
is in over her head,

and Aya knows this.

She will let Davina
de-sire both brothers,

then test the spell's success

by firing a white oak
bullet into Klaus's heart.

I mean, it's win-win for her.

If you live, Marcel, well, she's won.

If not, at least she's eliminated
the rival sire line.

Including me.

His prophecy witch said she saw

Klaus die and his entire sire line burn.

She watched us fall,

she watched us burn, every
soul Klaus ever turned.

When Aya tests this spell,

Klaus will fall either way.

And if Davina fails, as she likely will,

the two of us will die as well.

Stefan: Actually...

make that the three of us.

Aurora: You know what, Nik?

Maybe this is the piece
that represents you in here.

(Imitates hooves clopping)

You do quite fancy yourself
the white knight, don't you?

You even carved one out of
white oak when you were a boy.

The one you turned into bullets
to bury in my brother's heart.

Like I said,

there's more than one way to hurt you.

I do like seeing how hard

you work to save the few
who still care about you.

There's Elijah, Cami...

Hmm. It's a pretty short list.

Mention her name again
and you'll regret it.

Ooh.

The white knight indeed.

But do you not also claim
to be a king, darling?

Oh, yes.

That's more fitting.

And yet the king is both

the greatest and the weakest
piece on the board.

It flounders around once
all its defenders desert it.

Much like what will happen to
you when that sire link breaks.

Once their chains fall,

they'll clamor for a piece of white oak

to shove into your heart.

Oh.

Wait, you don't actually
think they fight for you

because they love you, do you?

They have to, Nik.

You're their eternal burden.

Stefan: Could use one
of these access tunnels

to slip into a back room.

Hmm.

What? Worried about
getting a little dirt

on your thousand-dollar shoes?

Actually, I'll be doing most
of the heavy lifting since

the vampires we're facing are,
what, seven times your age?

Is this really the best help we can get?

Doesn't matter.

We're not getting their bodies back.

Strix from all over the world

are flying in to make sure
that this spell goes off.

They're guarding every
entrance and exit.

Well, you're their leader.

Call a meeting, schedule a retreat.

- Order them to stop.
- Nah, nah, nah, nah.

I do that,

Aya has no problem staging a coup.

Marvelous. I guess it's on me

to come up with our grand plan, then.

Hayley: No need, Lucien.

Freya figured out a way to get
the boys out of the chambre.

She just needs a strong
enough power source.

I'd channel Finn,

but he's all for letting
our brothers perish.

So I'll channel Lucien.

The older the vampire,
the better the battery.

Hayley: We're gonna buy her some time,

- keep the Strix occupied.
- Wait, so you want me

here holding hands with the
leftover sister while you

take the two toddlers
and tackle the Strix?

You must be jok...

That was impressive.

Well, I work better with quiet.

Marcel: Wait, so the plan is
that the three of us are gonna

keep 100 of the world's most
ancient vampires occupied?

Well, there could be another way.

All you have to do is
get us to the front door.

Stefan: Are we close?

A few more minutes.

That's a cute kid.

Yeah. She is.

She the reason you're here?

In a trunk with a stranger,

going into a fight we may not win?

She's not the only reason, but yeah.

Maybe I just don't want her
to grow up without a father.

Hmm.

Guess that depends on the father.

I could have done without mine.

If it weren't for my brother,

I probably wouldn't
have survived the guy.

So he stood up for you

and now you're risking
your life for him?

Yeah. Something like that.

You know, I never
understood the brotherly bond

until I met Klaus and Elijah.

They hurt each other
more than anyone, but...

they're vicious when it comes
to protecting each other.

And the ones they care about?

So who's on your homepage, huh?

Ah, Caroline.

- Klaus had a thing for her.
- Yup.

And I'm pretty sure that
I snapped her neck once.

Yeah, well... she's toughened up since.

I don't think you'd win round two.

And she's also in Klaus's sire line.

Is she the reason why you're here?

In a trunk with a stranger,

going into a fight we may not win?

I guess we both have our reasons.

Shh.

Uh-huh.

(Playing minor-key melody)

Why, holy heavens.

Look at you two.

How could a woman really
love either of you?

Even if she can stomach
all your treachery,

she's left to face your brother.

And here we go again with the same tune

you've been singing ever
since you came to town:

"How Elijah ruined our love."

I speak of both of you.
Did you not rip Aya

from Elijah when you forced
him to abandon his loyal Strix?

Just as he tore you from me?

All in the name of
"always and forever"...

A ridiculous concept that ensures

both of you spend
your immortality alone.

Oh.

It appears I've struck a nerve.

Elijah: Tell me something, Aurora.

Have you met your brother Tristan?

Between deception

and rampant abuse, he
frequently, repeatedly,

isolates and abandons you. Of course,

he's painfully aware of something

that we've known all along:

You... are a deranged
and ridiculous child

who cannot be left unsupervised.

Do you know, I think the greatest mercy

that I ever paid my brother
was to compel you to leave him.

Et voilà!

Ten centuries later,

he came to that
conclusion all by himself.

Well, look at that.

So it appears I've struck a nerve.

♪♪

(Footsteps approaching)

Any problems?

No. We're nearly there.

After today, one man's recklessness

will no longer weigh on
the shoulders of his sires.

Thousands of vampires across the world

will be freed from the
tyranny of the Originals.

I'm really glad you're here, Marcel.

Stay close by when it happens.

Mm.

I'm not going anywhere.

(Footsteps approaching)

Did you know?

Know what?

She's going to kill them.

Klaus first,

then if the sire line is proven broken,

Elijah won't last much longer.

I didn't know.

But does that really change anything?

If it fails,

and Aya puts Aurora's
bullet into Klaus's heart,

I die.

Josh dies.

You don't think I can do it.

It's too risky.

And either way, Klaus is gone.

Your boyfriend, Kol's brother.

- My sire.
- I get it.

Klaus saved you like you saved me.

You think you owe him, but you don't.

He's taken far more than he's given...

from you, from me, from Kol.

He's had his turn.

Two years ago, you
asked me to find a way

to break the sire link because
you wanted to kill Klaus.

I swore to you

that I would find a way to do it.

Now I have.

You trusted me then.

Circumstances have changed, all right?

- Things are different now, D.
- No.

We've always protected each other.

When you had me shunned, I was furious.

But now...

I get it.

You'll always protect
me, no matter what.

Even if I hate you for it.

You deserve to be free of Klaus.

We all do.

But I can't do this
if you don't trust me.

I'm scared, Marcel.

You're the only family that I have.

(Sniffles)

So are we in this together?

Because if so, I can do it.

(Sniffles)

No doubts, no hesitation... I can do it.

♪♪

(Sighs)

(Sighs): It's time.

Hey, listen, I... know we
don't really know each other,

but my life is... sort of in your hands,

so let's make this count.

(Groans, sighs)

(Crickets chirping)

I'm ready.

Are you sure?

Take your time.

Aya: If the girl is ready,

she's ready.

All of us have waited
long enough for this.

The unsired heart will bind the
sisters' magic to these waters.

Once the pool's fully charged
with the Mikaelson blood,

I can break the sire link.

- (Chanting softly)
- (Sighs)

Did you have to tie me up?

This will hurt.

I need you not to move.

You're a dark one, Freya Mikaelson.

Vervain ropes. Penetrating spells.

Throw in a Pinot and a cheap motel,

and you've got the
beginnings of a romance.

Well, you'd have to survive this first.

(Ropes creaking)

You see, there's an anchor

locking my brothers inside.

Something representational.

That's why they can't get out.

(Sighs) But I'm going to bust
into this little mental prison

and shatter it from the inside.

And it's going to take most of my power

and probably all of yours.

Oh, luv, my stamina's
never been an issue.

Go on, have at it.

I'll be bound to the edge
of my seat until your return.

(Breathes deeply)

- (Freya chanting)
- (Distorted grunting)

(Chanting continues)

(Shouts)

Quickly.

Find me what represents you in here.

(Gasping)

Niklaus...

(Grunting)

(Women chanting)

(Groaning)

(Chanting continues)

Freya: Oh, God.

It's starting.

(Chanting continues)

(Women chanting)

Aya.

We may have an issue.

(Chanting continues)

I need you to focus.

Show me what represents you,

so I can break you out.

- The kings.
- (Grunts)

The knights.

If you've lost contact,

send men to the front
gate to check the...

(Shouting, screaming)

Well, if it isn't Rayna Cruz!

(Grunting, clamoring)

Which is it?

The kings or the knights?

We need to decide now.

(Women chanting)

(Grunts)

- Marcel!
- I'm sorry, D.

We need to get them
out of that water now.

No!

(Shouts)

How perfect.

Even in this crucial
hour, your ignorance

blinds you.

Even if you never learn from your sins,

at least you will die

because of them and I get to watch.

(Panting)

Take the queens.

The women we betrayed

represent us.

Aurora... Aya.

Onlúcan et permettre mon ostium.

Onlúcan et permettre mon ostium.

Nemo unus animabus carnem.

(Screaming)

(Muffled screaming)

(Crunching)

(Water burbling)

(Bones cracking)

- Nemo unus animabus carnem.
- Marcel: Davina, stop.

(Chanting continues)

Onlúcan et permettre mon ostium.

(Gasps)

Nemo unus animabus carnem.

(Growls)

You've had your time.

(Chanting continues)

(Grunts)

No. Davina's breaking the link.

(Cries out in pain)

(Grunts in pain)

Nemo unus animabus carnem.

- (Screaming)
- (Grunting)

Nemo unus animabus carnem.

(Screaming)

- (Chanting continues)
- (Screaming)

(Gasps, panting)

I felt them leave.

My sire line is broken.

♪ Ooh... ♪

So we remain connected, you and I,

in spite of everything
that you have done.

♪ Ooh... ♪

I can't let you hurt my family.

And you can't hurt me
more than you already have.

♪ Ooh... ♪

I stood by you, Elijah.

All of us were willing to die for you,

and how did you repay it?

Betrayal,

abandonment.

You were not forsaken.

Yes, I failed you.

For this, I will never forgive myself...

but I cannot forgive...

this.

If your life were chained to a man...

who left you despite your devotion,

what choice would you
have but to break free?

So... end this.

♪ Holding on ooh ♪

♪ You find yourself ♪

♪ You find yourself ♪

♪ You find yourself ♪

♪ Holding on ♪

♪ Ooh you find yourself ♪

♪ You find yourself ♪

♪ You find yourself ♪

♪ Holding on ♪

♪ Ooh you find yourself ♪

End it, Elijah!

Or I'll take that gun and kill you

just to finally be free.

(Grunts)

(Gasping)

That's more mercy than Jackson ever got.

(Gasping)

- (Withdraws blade)
- (Grunts)

♪ Let your heart be bright ♪

♪ Now, oh. ♪

(Rumbling, glass clattering)

(Rattling)

Brother.

The witches.

It's all collapsing.

We don't have long.

(Gasping)

No.

Oh, Aurora, it's so strange to
have spent an eternity together,

yet there's so... still
so much left to say.

(Crying)

I can't lose you again, Tristan.

I won't lose you again.

I'm sorry.

(Rumbling continues)

I love you.

No.

(Coughing)

No. No.

(Aurora crying)

(Aurora screams)

No!

(Sobbing)

Welcome back to the real world, luv.

I thought we might revisit our chat

about what hurts and what does not.

(Sobs)

(Grunts)

Courtesy of my dear sister.

Oh... what are you doing?

You made me realize today

what a monster I've been,

and I am sorry that I
didn't do this sooner.

You can't just leave me here!

I had the right idea when
I bricked up your portrait.

Behind walls is where you belong.

Then just kill me.

Please, Nik, just kill me!

Oh, I think not.

Not with the only one who loves you

rotting at the bottom of the ocean.

I wouldn't grant you the mercy.

So, while the fish eat him...

No.

And the worms eat you,

just know it was I who
took everything from you.

(Sobs)

- Here.
- Where's my stuff?

Your bag's over there.

I figured, after what you
did, I'd better get you out

before the Mikaelsons
came back to hurt you.

You mean like you hurt me?

I asked you to do one thing for me.

To believe in me.

To choose my side.

I asked you to choose me.

But you didn't.

Wait, D.

Listen. Hey.

Listen.

I am always on your side.

All right? I always have your back.

But sometimes the things that you want,

they aren't worth the price
you have to pay to get them.

Yeah?

Keep telling yourself that.

Enjoy your freedom.

So... the spell worked.

We survived.

I saved you and you saved me.

Funny how that works, isn't it?

Mm.

I'd be happy to let this be the end.

Am I too optimistic in thinking

we'll never see each other again?

Well, that depends.

Are you going to do the right thing?

By whom? I assume you
don't mean my brother.

By her.

(Sighs)

I love her.

I know that you did once, too.

I promise I will only do right by her.

Thank you.

You know, um...

there is someone else
you should be thanking.

Marcel had to fight for me,

for his own survival.

I'm talking about Hayley.

For some reason, she cares about you.

Enough to risk her own life.

Take your own advice.

Do right by her.

(Exhales shakily)

You okay?

Never better.

And you...

take care of yourself, old friend.

(Exhales)

What's wrong with me?

You hemorrhaged an enormous amount

of mystical energy, enough
to create a nexus vorti.

It's nothing

a good night's rest won't cure.

Where did the energy go?

♪♪

♪ All the king's horses
and all the king's men ♪

♪ Never put my heart
together again ♪

♪ In these rivers of tears,
I am drowning, drowning ♪

♪ There are wolves in my head
and they're howling... ♪

Davina: The blood of two brothers,

the ash of their dead.

♪ In the palm of my hand... ♪

The blood of two brothers,
the ash of their dead.

♪ Now I'm broken and bleeding... ♪

Le sang des deux frères,
les cendres de leurs morts.

Le sang des deux frères,
les cendres de leurs morts.

Le sang des deux frères,
les cendres de leurs morts.

Le sang des deux frères,
les cendres de leurs morts.

Le sang des deux frères,
les cendres de leurs morts.

Le sang des deux frères,
les cendres de leurs morts.

♪ Lost it all ♪

- ♪ Lost it all... ♪
- (Chuckles softly)

I never doubted you for
a second, Davina Claire.

♪ Lost it all. ♪

== sync & corrections by Wolfhound ==
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