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Previously on The Originals...

I need your help, Caroline.
Hope is dying.

She consumed the dark magic,

and now it's consuming her.

She won't survive
tonight's full moon.

She triggered her curse?

I need your daughters.

They're siphoner witches.
It's what they were born to do.

Siphon magic from one thing...
And put it in another.

When you're mid-transformation,

the Saltzman girls will be able

to siphon the magic out of you.

Are you sure about this?

I'll dispose of the magic later.

After they siphon it from Hope,

what are they supposed
to do with it?

They'll put it in me.
When the power is in me,

there's only one way

to make sure it's gone for good.

Someone needs to kill me.

Niklaus.

Don't.

Put it down.

Walk away, Elijah.
You shouldn't be here for this.

Put it down and let's talk.

There's nothing left to say.

It's time to end this chapter,

get rid of the dark magic
once and for all.

Dad?

What's going on here?

Get her out of here.

Your death is not the answer.
Death?

Wh-What are you talking about?

They put it into you.

But you told me that they put it
into something safe,

and instead, you use
my first transition to trick me.

So what happens,

you just kill yourself
and the magic goes away?

And you're gonna let him go
through with this? I don't need

his permission
to save your life!

Come back with me
to New Orleans, Niklaus.

We'll find another way. We both
know that's not gonna happen.

I'm sorry, Hope.

I've made my decision.

And I've made mine.

Just when I thought
he was showing

the vaguest signs of maturity,

our brother makes a
unilateral decision

that leaves the rest of us
stewing in his melodrama.

His death is not a melodrama.

Well, he's spiraling.

This energy feeds on anger,
and our brother... as we know...

Has enough to set
the world on fire.

How many times
are we going to play this game?

Right, calamity and doom
approaches our brother,

and then, all of a sudden,
a trapdoor appears and,

poof, he escapes.

He's a cockroach
that will outlive us all.

And we're immortal.

And what if
it's different this time?

What if he figures out
a way to end it all?

I don't think
he would notice or care

that I wasn't there
to witness it.

Now, if you'll excuse me,
I'm going home.

He'll be back.

Will he?

Your dad is strong,

but that works against him here.

The energy will feed

off of that strength.
He'll quickly go mad, and...

it won't be long
before he's unrecognizable

and impossibly dangerous
to all of us.

Okay. Well,
how long does that take?

Days?

More like... hours.

So, today?

Yeah.

All right. Then we're gonna have
to pull the darkness out of him,

divide it up again.

And then we end up
where we started,

with the family scattered
to the corners of the world

until something calls them back.
Well,

then we keep him asleep, okay?

He won't be angry
when he's asleep.

We'll just brick him up
in the Head Garden.

That'll at least slow it down.

I need you to hear me
on this, Hope.

There's not enough magic
in the world

to slow this down.

Wake up, boy.

Wake... up.

Now.

Put down by your own daughter.

You are a waste

and yet another
stain on my legacy.

Shut your damn mouth.

Don't, Klaus.

He's just trying to bait you.

Camille?

What are you doing here?

Could you be more... pathetic?

Get on your feet, son!

Find your daughter

and show her how we dole out

discipline in this family!

Don't talk about my daughter.

Perhaps you should have followed
your first instincts.

You should've murdered that girl
before she was ever born.

She's the single reason
for your feeble state.

Come on, boy.

The girl is right upstairs.

Kill her.

Kill your daughter.

It's the only way
to make it right.

Don't listen to him, Klaus.

You need to get out of here.

Run. Just... run.

Get out of the way!

Not a chance in hell.

So it's true.

We have to find him.

It's Mardi Gras out there.
The streets'll be packed

to the rafters.

Well, he'll be the one foaming
at the mouth and ranting.

Yeah, exactly.
Which is why I don't think

it's such a good idea
for you to be out there.

It's better
than being fatherless.

Hey, Hope. Hope.

Come on, Hope.

We both know firsthand
what he's up against.

The voices, the rage.

He's in this mess
because he's trying to save me.

Just like always. Look, you
put him down, he got back up.

You put him down again,
the same thing's gonna happen.

So, what, I'm an orphan at 15?

God, you guys are always saying that
I need someone to take care of me.

Well, who's gonna take care
of me if he goes?

Uncle Elijah?

You?

No, of course not.

Because you have your own
never-ending life to live.

So, Marcel, just go

and let me have my last moments
with my father.

Hope!

It's as if
he's everywhere and nowhere

at the same time.

There's death all around him.

I should've taken the power
when I had the chance.

I'll look for a spell
to ease his pain.

But first we have to find him.

This isn't your fault, Elijah.

All I have ever wanted

was to silence
my brother's shame and despair.

If Niklaus destroys himself

in a rampage of torment
and bloodshed, we will...

He can't die like this.

I won't allow it.

He's in the Quarter.

The dark magic
is all around him.

Dad.

Come on.

Let's go home.

Kill her.

Do it, boy.

Kill your daughter.

It's the only way
to make it right.

I know your heart, Klaus.

You're so much better than this.

You once had a blue binder
with a raven on the side.

Where is it?

We've searched for this.

And this is just one of those
things that's not fixable.

Ivy once told me
of a cycling spell.

And I thought I could use it
to offload

some of the darkness
onto someone else.

You know, it's-it's temporary,

but... I thought it could
clear Klaus's mind enough

so that he might enjoy
his last moments.

Huh.

Why are you packing
your stuff into boxes?

Freya.

I need a clean slate.

I'm leaving New Orleans.

For how long?

For good, Freya.

Okay.

Well, then, I need
to tell you something.

And I know that right now is
not exactly the right moment,

and I was going to wait
for Keelin to get back

from the lake house,
but if you're really leaving...

After a lot of talk,

we decided to start a family.

And we wanted someone

who we really cared about

and respected

to be the father of our child.

Now, don't say
anything right now.

Freya.
Okay, just, think about it.

Freya.

Just let the idea wash over you,

and just really consider it.
Freya.

Blue binder, raven on the side.

This is, this is it.

We're not done talking.

You're lucky I didn't turn you

into the world's
blondest roadkill.

And you're lucky I
didn't crush your car

like a toy, you selfish prat.

Our brother needs us and you
scamper off like a rodent.

Oh, you're one to talk.

Shouldn't you be planning

your next epic jilt
of dear Marcel?

You know, happiness

is a choice you're
incapable of accepting.

Go to hell, Kol.

No, dear sister.

I'm going home
to the woman I love,

instead of wallowing
in this toxic,

codependent nightmare
we call family.

You know, that man

has daggered us more times
than can be counted.

So if this is Niklaus's way

of finally biting the big one,

we should be celebrating.

What I'm celebrating

is the fact that he has matured.

For once in his
narcissistic life,

he's doing something
for the rest of us.

If we turn our backs on him now,

then we are no better than
the monster he's been to us.

I never said I was better.

You all bought in
to always and forever.

I didn't.

You really don't care?

I don't.

Then you are even less of a man
than I thought you were.

What have you done?

What I've always done.

Followed you into the fire.

Freya channeled some of
the dark energy into me.

It won't last for long.

It should clear your mind,
though.

Sentimental fool.

Give me back the stake.

In good time.

Niklaus, if indeed
this is to be the end,

you owe it to your family,
to your daughter...

to say good-bye.

Please, don't lecture me,
Elijah.

You have no idea the agony
of being a father,

of loving someone so much

you cannot bear to see them
in pain.

I think I might have some idea.

You've tried to
orchestrate my life,

to make me a better man,

and for that, I honor you.

You have to let me
do this my way.

Alone.

No good-byes.

I could stop you.

You could try.

Please. This last time.

Let me be.

Don't make me murder you

while you contemplate
killing yourself.

Caroline.

If you're here to stop me,
then...

I am here to collect a debt.

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.

You saved it.

You owe me a tour.

Freya, I know that
you're upset about Klaus.

But that doesn't mean
that you should

go around making rash decisions.

I get it.

Okay? I get you're afraid.

Yes, Freya, I'm afraid.

I am afraid because
I've been here before.

I've been right
there on the verge

of starting something
new for myself

and it never works out for me.

And you can't tell me
that you're not afraid.

You mean to tell me
you're not absolutely terrified

of bringing a kid
into this world?

Into this city?

This child will be different.

A kid with a pack and a coven

who can maybe see the world

with more compassion
and understanding.

I want a better future, Vincent.

I want it with Keelin
and I want it with you.

We're family.

Freya, sometimes family means

telling someone
whom you love no.

I've lost too many people.

I've hurt too many people.

And that is a curse
that I refuse

to pass on to
another generation.

I'm sorry. No.

You're gonna have to
choose somebody else.

I have three brothers.

One's dying, one's a deserter
and one's an enabling mess.

Mikaelsons have
always been complicated.

You got to wonder what that says

about me, that I fought so hard
to be one of you.

My heart is breaking.

Because, despite everything,

they're family

and you love them.

And so do I.

The little fool is right.

Which fool?

Kol.

Happiness is a choice.

Would you even be here

if I had longer to live?

Maybe I'd let you chase me
around for a few more centuries.

That was always the
fun part anyway.

Say good-bye to your
daughter, Klaus.

Give her real closure.

Closure is a myth.

Look, what you're
doing is noble, Klaus,

but if you don't say good-bye,

if-if you leave Hope
with questions

and pain and anger,

you'll haunt her.

And I don't think
that's your endgame.

I don't know how
to say good-bye.

Try this.

One of you stands,

walks to the door,
but doesn't turn back,

even if their heart aches

for just one more look,
one more moment.

But you'll know that
the not looking...

just means...

I'll
never forget you.

He left instead of spending

his last hours with me.

He's hurt and he's scared.

That's no excuse.

Not making excuses.

If anything, he cares too much.

Hope, you're his everything.

And without you, he wouldn't
be making this sacrifice.

Do you understand
you've accomplished

in 15 years what I couldn't in a thousand?

This isn't abandonment.

He's afraid.

I'd like a moment alone
with my daughter, please.

Of course.

Hope, please, scream, yell,

break something if you have to.

Just don't look at me like that.

This isn't right.

A father protecting
his daughter...

I'd say that's exactly right.

Elijah was willing
to take the curse completely.

And what kind of father
allows another man

to die for his child?
The kind that loves her.

I love you.

I love you.

It's the way of the world.

Children bury their parents.

It happens every day,
every hour.

It's a truth this family
has avoided at a cost.

Yeah, well, I just got you back,
so why does it have to be today?

Listen...

I have not lived an honorable
life, you know that.

But doing this...

Taking the darkness into myself

so no one else
is afflicted by it...

That is an honorable death,
and I can do that. I can do it,

Hope...

because you've helped me
feel something

that I never thought
was possible.

Unconditional love.

My daughter.

My heir.

You're my heart.

Remember when
he stopped sleeping?

He was so paranoid someone was
plotting against him,

he would wander the halls at
night listening at our doors.

That night that he almost caught
me sneaking out of your room...

I think I was hiding in that
crawl space for about 12 hours.

Um, Keelin just got back.

Just wanted to say hi.

Hi.
Hi.

You know, he
always had a prescient eye.

He was extolling the
virtues of Vincent van Gogh

when the world decided he was a
madman with a severed ear. Wait.

Do you remember
that April Fool's in Copenhagen

where he compelled a circus
troupe to follow you around?

Also known as

the most challenging 36 hours
of my long life.

No, no, no, no, no.

The worst was when
he would get drunk,

and get it in his head
that he was gonna

set the world ablaze
with his paintings.

And then he would actually
set them on fire.

That was the weird thing.

What was his phrase? His, uh...

His inspirational rampages.

His drunken collection

was always my favorite.

I should have known
this was going to be redundant.

Brother...

bourbon's never redundant.

The prodigal brother returns.

Yes, well, as much as I hate
to admit it, you were right.

We should honor
our brother's sacrifice.

And if Nik's time is up, then,
I guess I didn't want to miss

my chance to bitch and moan.

Because he is a tremendous ass.

That he is.

But he oh-so-secretly adores
his youngest brother.

Well, don't stop on my account.

If this is to be my funeral,
then, let's get on with it.

Stop. Stop it.

Ah, sorry...

Wait, wait, wait... Stop it.

I will never abandon you.

And even though
I can't always be around,

if you so much as breathe my name...
Thank you.

All right.

It's time for an old-fashioned
wish burning ceremony.

You know, as much
as I've savored the joy

of tormenting you
throughout the years,

I must confess you all mean
everything to me.

Your loyalty and your counsel

and your love...

is probably the only reason why
I've survived as long as I have.

Which is how I know...

long after I'm gone...

you will all come together,
time and time again,

to take care of each other.

And that is why
I'm not afraid...

for your future.

We're bound forever to those
with whom we share blood.

And while we may not
choose our family...

that bond is our greatest strength.

Though I may be
leaving you tonight...

this is not the end
of the Mikaelsons.

Always and forever.

Always and forever.

I need a moment.

There's something else
we need to discuss.

I want to go with you.

I don't think you should.

I'm gonna make you proud.

I can't promise that I
won't go through a period

where I get irresponsible
tattoos and date older men,

but I'm gonna go back to school.

And I'll be okay.

Because I'm a Mikaelson.

And I promise you,
I'm gonna do right by our name.

I know you will.

I love you...

more than all
the days and nights,

deeper than the oceans
and the skies.

I love you, too.

How do we do this?

I wish I knew.

Ah, this old chestnut.

Many moons ago, we sat here

and discussed
the future of our family.

I never should have got in the
way of your happiness, Rebekah.

You don't have to apologize.

Well, then, let me
make it up to you.

I've asked Caroline
to get you the cure.

In a handful of decades
when it's time,

you can go to Mystic Falls
and get it.

Then if you no longer wish
to be a vampire,

it's your choice.

Live the life you've always
wanted to live, my sister.

Thank you.

I don't want your last memory
of me to be my death.

So, please, let's not
say the sad good-bye.

I agree.

Let's not.

I hate to disappoint you,
brother,

but the stake will be just as
effective in its shorter form.

I'm aware.

So you plan to hold onto a piece
as a souvenir?

I intend to die by your side.

I'm dying. You're not.

The moment I end, you're free.

Free of what?

Free of the-the
mad king brother.

You can do whatever
your heart desires.

This is my heart's desire.

Niklaus, we didn't choose
to become what we are.

To be or not to be was taken
from us by Esther and Mikael,

stolen from us, Niklaus.

I'm stealing it back.

Brother, tonight,
I truly saw a path.

I saw a vision of a future
for everyone that we love

and then when I looked
at my own future...

The purpose of my life,
my unrelenting desire

has always been your redemption.

And after everything
I've done...

you truly believe
I am redeemed?

Yes, I do.

You're a hypocrite.

You forced me to go through
all those painful good-byes

and then-then you slipped
away without telling a soul.

How well do you know me,
Niklaus?

I told them.

I told them that I was going
to redefine always and forever.

That, uh...

I was going to follow you
from this...

adventure
to whatever lies beyond.

And each of them gave me
their blessing.

What about Hope?
Well,

she'll have Marcel
and Rebekeh and Freya.

I even looked Kol in the eye
and I told him

if he doesn't look after her,
I'll come back and haunt him.

She is the very best of me.

Yes, she is.

Two witches and a werewolf.

This kid's gonna have
one hell of a temper.

Really?

I was staring at my suitcase,
Freya,

and it occurred to me
if that madman,

Klaus Mikaelson,
can find the courage

to sacrifice everything
for his family...

maybe I can find the courage

to deal
with the possibility of loss.

If I'm leaving,
then so are you.

No more vampires.

We're giving the city back.

Train leaves in a couple hours,

so get your last glimpse
of New Orleans,

then get the hell out of Dodge.

You got one for me?

I want to be with you, Marcel.

Do you really?

But there's a catch.

There's always a catch.

There's a cure in Mystic
Falls with my name on it

and I'm going to take it.

I'm going to lead a human life.

Marcel Gerard,

you are my friend,
my partner, my love.

And if you're willing to have me
for the next hundred years

to watch me grow old and gray,

hold my hand
as I take my last breath...

I would very much
like to be your wife.

I do.

What if there's nothing after this?

No peace.

Just darkness.

We face it together.

As always.

I don't deserve the love
you've given me, brother.

But I am so grateful.

It's been a glorious ride,
Niklaus.

And my greatest honor.