The Originals s03e18 Episode Script
The Devil Comes Here and Sighs
1 Previously on "The Originals" If this prophecy is fulfilled, you will all fall.
One by friend, one by foe, and one by family.
- Please Nik, just kill me.
- Not with the only one who loves you - rotting at the bottom of the ocean.
- No.
You kill a witch, you lose your place among the witches.
For what you've done, you need to be shunned.
I'm sorry, Davina.
St.
James is the one place where magic doesn't work.
Davina, I'm recording this here because magic is our enemy.
The Ancestors are forcing me to help Lucien Castle.
I have everything I need to become what I deserve to be.
You want to become an Original.
I intend to be an upgrade.
Lucien's venom is derived from all seven packs.
Giving him a bite that not even I can cure.
He wanted you to kill him.
You helped him take the final step.
The Ancestors are manipulating Kol.
They couldn't get to me, so they're making him lose control.
There are two vials of serum, and he only drank one.
He made enough for two.
Aurora.
She's gone.
Enjoying yourself, luv? I feel like a brand-new woman.
What a lovely choice of words.
This setting reminds me of the time we were in Paris.
1903? La Belle Epoque.
Peace, prosperity.
- Hope â - Oh, so is this your intention? Ply me with champagne and then entice me with nostalgia? I simply desired an auspicious location for us to begin a new adventure.
Perhaps, centuries from now, you and I will look back at this bucolic scene as the beginning of our chapter.
And what does that chapter entail? Power, domination vengeance.
Men are such good talkers, but how rarely they produce more than words.
And they call me delusional.
Your wit is as sharp as ever.
Nik is the fool who let you slip away.
And while that loss is punishment enough, rest assured, I will heap more suffering upon his head.
You cannot defeat Niklaus, Lucien.
He is and always has been your better.
I am altogether different now.
Blood of a Mikaelson witch, imbued with dark magic.
This has transformed me into something new with a power unlike anything the world has ever seen.
My bite is lethal, even to a Mikaelson.
Is this more of your boasting, Lucien? Oh, no.
It can all be verified easily enough.
Just ask poor Finn.
Oh, wait.
You can't.
I killed him.
The rest of his brothers shall follow soon enough, as the prophecy has stated.
But first I wanted to make you this offer.
My proposal is simple.
Join me, Aurora.
Drink this, become what I am, and let us spend the rest of our immortal lives together.
In exchange, you will have my undying love.
And all the revenge you could desire.
I would accept your offer, but I fear I could not enjoy your love or my revenge as long as my brother suffers.
Then allow me this further promise.
Say yes, and by the end of day, you shall have Tristan back.
Or I will relieve his suffering by killing Elijah.
== sync & corrections by Wolfhound == You're hovering.
I'm supervising.
How else to speed up your endeavors? Let's see.
Perhaps I should bring Vincent here.
Force him to aid you by removing his legs.
Vincent doesn't know how to kill Lucien, either.
Besides, if he leaves the St.
James, who knows what the Ancestors will make him do next.
Ancestors are thoroughly occupied, according to Davina, terrorizing our brother Kol.
What a surprise.
Another day, another witch-inspired vendetta.
Well, Davina can take care of Kol for now.
Let us focus our energies on Lucien.
How do we demolish that rodent? I'm working on it.
Yes.
While we all have our roles to play, Elijah can stay here and oversee whatever it is Freya's doing.
I'm going to actually accomplish something.
Brother, accomplishing something The time for talking is done! Oh, I can't be here, Davina.
This is a bad idea.
Magic won't affect you in here, so step inside.
And take your mind off it.
Feeling better? Seems I owe you again.
You must be growing tired of saving my ass.
Mm, actually, I kind of like it.
And what would you say if I told you I had a way to fix all of our problems? What do you have in mind, darling? It appears I'm unable to enter.
So is every other vampire.
I put the lease in my neighbor's name, compelled her to forget.
I can go get her and have her invite you in.
No.
You were wise to take precautions.
No one should be invited in, not even me.
I only came to see that you were safe.
Klaus? I haven't had the chance to tell you how sorry I am about Finn.
Losing a sibling is awful.
Yes.
Well, I'll find solace when Lucien is dead.
And what about Aurora? It's bad enough that Lucien's bite could kill you.
By now, she could be just as powerful, and if you still harbor feelings for her I don't care about Aurora.
I care about you.
But then, you've made your feelings perfectly clear.
Hello, Nik.
Not bad.
Perhaps I'll return the favor.
Do you see now, old friend? You cannot beat me.
Defeated at the hands of a stable boy? I sincerely doubt it.
I'll have my moment.
Yet, you still have a role to play in the prophecy I aim to fulfill.
You're gonna help me get Elijah.
I'm not gonna let you hurt my brother.
Sadly, you don't have a choice.
Shh.
Shh.
â Try to remember.
Your spirit was trapped with the Ancestors.
Did they say anything? Yeah, well, it's hard to recall what anyone is saying when there's a boot in your face.
Imagine when Davina brought you back.
Did you hear voices, spells, chants? - I don't know.
A threat? - There wasn't any talk.
All right, they hate me because I'm a Mikaelson.
What's the point of these questions? The Ancestors made a deal with Lucien.
That's an act of war.
Now they're coming after Kol.
If I knew why, then maybe I could convince them that's there's a better way.
Maybe I could talk some sense into 'em.
You make them sound like they're a committee of sort.
Reasonable people.
The dead were once the living.
All the living really want to do is avoid trouble and protect their own.
I remember coming to Music Days when I was a kid.
I-I remember all the covens gathering together.
And no matter what your beef was with somebody else, well, that one day it was all good.
And you could feel the presence of all those that came before.
You could feel 'em watching.
Peaceful.
Now, ever since vampires took over this city, those same spirits have been restless.
And the covens will never know peace with the Mikaelsons living here.
Now, my guess is the Ancestors see Lucien as a weapon.
Use him on vampires, right? Use him on the family that begot them.
And if we're gonna stop that, somebody's gotta convince the Ancestors there's a better way.
Why would you - ever help me? - This isn't about you.
It's about Davina.
I figure I owe her that much.
Freya, are we out of time.
A sigil is a complicated magical symbol, weaponized and condensed to its most potent form.
If I combine the right elements we'll have a chance at stopping Lucien, and if I don't Elijah, somebody! What's wrong? - It's Klaus Lucien has him.
- Freya! Invite her in.
Yeah, come in, you're invited.
Tell us what happened.
Lucien ambushed him.
He knocked him around like it was nothing.
Did he bite him? No.
I think he wanted him alive.
I followed them.
Lucien took Klaus back to the penthouse.
Lucien is demanding my presence at the Whiskey Cask.
Alone and immediately.
He says if I delay, Niklaus will die.
That does look uncomfortable.
Is it too tight? No, I think it fits just fine.
Those chains and that wood were crafted by Ancient Egyptians keen on suppressing all sorts of evil.
Nothing supernatural can escape.
Not even you.
You see, I've been stockpiling such items for a long, long time.
Planning this moment for centuries.
Tell me, how does it feel, knowing you've been outdone by your better? You think you're my better? I think your upgrade has infected your head, made you as delusional as her.
At least now you're truly a pair.
I'll be sure to scatter both your ashes in the same patch of bog.
- Is that a hint of fear in his voice? â - Yeah.
Usually your taunts and threats are so much more convincing.
I think he's beaten, my darling.
Just not yet broken.
But then we're just getting started.
All I have to do is take this and then I too shall be your better.
Have you any idea what torment you'll endure then for what you did to my brother and to me? I will take such exquisite joy in killing you myself.
Well, clearly, you two have much to discuss.
So, if you'll excuse me, I have business elsewhere.
Now, darling, you may have your fun.
But please keep Nik alive.
I would so hate to miss his death.
Are you seriously going out there? I'm seriously going out there.
Elijah, the whole point of putting the deed to the compound in Freya's name was to make this place impenetrable.
Now you're gonna pick a fight with a guy who can kill you? Yes, when you put it that way it does sound a little reckless.
Elijah.
Be careful.
All right, I know you're listening to me.
You wanted me to be the regent of the nine covens.
You believed that I could lead our people.
But how am I supposed to be a leader when you keep jerking me around like I'm a damn puppet or something? I need you to talk to me.
They won't answer you.
Van Nguyen.
All grown up, I see.
Not that it matters, man.
This ain't got nothing to do with you.
Actually, it does.
Seem, my mom's one of the Ancestors now.
Dead, thanks to your friend Davina.
You know, the traitor you've been sneaking around with even though she was shunned? Some regent you turned out to be.
Well No wonder the Ancestors want you out.
Oh, so, you speak for the Ancestors now, is that it? Why don't you ask the Ancestors why they trust Lucien Castle, a vampire who's done nothing but lie and kill ever since he set foot in New Orleans.
He killed a Mikaelson, which is more than you ever did.
Oh, come on, man, I'm trying to keep the peace.
And what the Ancestors want to do will start a war.
A war that the covens are gonna win, thanks to me.
Your time as regent is over.
The witches are gonna take back the city.
Step one: new management.
Passus doulè trèt So starting now, I'm the regent! I wonder, when you decided to brick me into that dreadful tomb, did it ever occur to you that our roles might one day be reversed? We both know that I buried you alive because I could not bring myself to kill you.
No doubt you intended to free me after a suitable period of time.
In fact, my methods were not unlike Tristan's, after all.
Did he not hide you away in a mountain monastery? The truth is I still had hopes for us.
Oh Your affections for me must run deep, indeed.
Tell me if I were to kiss you now, would you feel those affections stir? Because I would feel nothing.
Are you so certain? We are flames in the darkness of each other's worlds.
We burn brighter together than we ever did alone.
And I would forgive everything if you would only forgive me, my love.
Wow, you really are quite desperate, aren't you? I mean, it's quite pathetic, seeing you resort to this failed seduction.
I mean, it's comical, even.
And yet you would entertain Lucien's brazen advances? Well Do you really think you could ever love that imbecile? Oh Poor, sweet Lucien.
After all these years he still remains such a dedicated suitor.
Such a shame I'll never see him as more than a means to an end.
But if he wants to save my brother in a bid to win my heart, why shouldn't I let him? Wouldn't be the first of his gifts I've accepted.
After all he gave me this.
The means to remake myself.
So that I might become a creature of such pure and unbridled power that I can kill even you.
Whatever has passed between us, whatever hatred you're holding on to, in me you see the kindred you have always longed for.
To spend an eternity without me it would be a curse your frail heart could not endure.
You're wrong.
You see, Nik, whatever terrors may await me in the endless time to come pale in comparison to the joy I will take in ending you.
Cheers.
Such a treat, being in New Orleans this time of year.
But, alas, for all today's talent nothing quite compares with watching Ella and Louis perform live.
Yes, what a wonderful world that was.
Give me my brother before your world becomes significantly less wonderful.
Mm, I'm afraid I need something from you first.
A brother for a brother, as it were.
Let me guess, your fantasy sweetheart wants her beloved Tristan back.
Hmm.
Or your death, to relieve his suffering.
So, either tell me how to find him or I'll kill you.
Darling, how would you like to watch me burn? That way you have the thrill of watching me rise from the ashes like a phoenix, reborn.
A lovely image.
But I think you might ruin Lucien's carpet.
Wouldn't you rather torture me a bit more before you end yourself? Are you stalling me? Perhaps plotting some strategy for escape? But even if you got free, what then? Kill me? Enact the serum, make me into Lucien's equal? Not the wisest strategy for your survival.
Is this what you want? You do realize that becoming like him will only add to your already substantial misery.
Lucien cannot save you from yourself, nor could Tristan, nor could I, for that matter.
You've spent centuries trying to cure your madness, and yet you're still no closer.
You hold your wicked tongue or I shall pluck it from your wicked skull.
Yes! More threats.
So go on then.
Tear me apart a bit at a time.
I may die by day's end, but you will live forever, unloved, pathetic.
Your life a perpetual slog of soul-crushing despair and you unable to end it.
Talking, talking, all this talking.
Well, if I'm to suffer through it, so should you.
Here's the problem: I haven't been invited into Lucien's penthouse.
So you can wave your dark objects in the foyer, and I'll do all the dirty work.
Hey.
- Are you up for this? â - What if I'm a liability? I've been training, so I can punch a bag, but in a real fight? Cami, here's the thing about being afraid.
If you have to do the thing that you're afraid of, then all this fear is for nothing.
Either turn it into anger or leave it at the door.
But either way, you control your emotions.
Which means you're already one step ahead of Aurora.
Hey, I have an idea.
Elijah, I've asked you a rather important question.
Given our current circumstance, you'd be wise not to test my patience.
So Tristan's resting place You carefully craft yourself into this abomination purely to become an errand boy to that banshee? Oh, you Mikaelsons.
Your arrogance truly knows no bounds.
Do I need to remind you the prophecy is on my side? Your family is doomed.
So if you'll give me Tristan's location, at least I could make your death quick.
I have no idea where he is.
But, you know, Lucien, the thing is that I suspect you don't even really care.
Mm.
I never really liked him.
But at least I can tell Aurora I tried.
We're gonna be okay.
We've already made it through so much.
Once we deal with the Ancestors, we'll have that date you wanted.
You said that magic doesn't work in here.
The Ancestors are breaking through the spell.
We don't have much time.
Sorry to interrupt date night.
What are you doing? I'm preventing a bloodbath in the middle of my city, and I'm freeing you up to help Vincent.
He's in trouble at the cemetery.
Go.
I'll clear this place out.
You give me my brother.
I won't ask you again.
Please, Elijah.
Know when you're beaten.
Oh.
That looks like it hurts.
That's what I was going for.
What did you do to me? The Sigil will bind you, weaken you.
The boiling blood I added myself.
Maybe I can't kill you, but I can make you wish you were dead.
That's it? Nothing more to say? No more taunts tripping from your tongue? Well, then I suppose it's time I finish this.
What are you doing? I'm gonna drive this into my heart, die, and be reborn.
And then, with the aid of my newfound power I'm going to silence you permanently.
Well, it appears we have company.
Oh, my.
This day just gets better and better.
Cami, it's been a while.
How's vampirism treating you? As a matter of fact, I'm enjoying it.
That's why I'm here, to express my gratitude.
Ooh, you cheeky little minx.
Have you come to have a go at me? Get out of here, Camille! Shut up, Nik.
This is between us girls.
Though I suppose I will let you listen to her cries as I tear off her limbs like the wings of pretty little butterfly.
I'd like to see you try.
Ooh! You're brandishing your antiques at me.
I suppose I would be scared if I thought you were quick enough to use them.
You really did not think this through, did you? Actually, we did.
Stop! She drank the serum.
That should help.
I suggest you drink up, before you do something you'll regret.
Mmm.
Davina! No! Don't touch that.
What is it? That is a very dangerous spell, courtesy of your old friend Van Nguyen.
The Ancestors made him regent.
And they're about to make their move.
They're coming after Kol next.
Once all six candles are lit, we can kiss our neutral zone good-bye.
If they get to Kol, he won't be able to control himself.
We need to stop this now.
Davina, I don't have access to the Ancestors' power anymore.
Neither do I.
But we can channel each other.
Anpae kata sispann dife.
Anpae kata sispann dife.
Anpae kata sispann dife.
Thanks for the appetizer, mate.
Now I best be on my way.
Oh, I can't let you do that.
My family is under attack.
Davina might be in trouble.
I am not letting you anywhere near her.
All right? Not while you're like this.
Anpae kata sispann dife.
Anpae kata sispann dife.
Listen to me, Kol.
All right? I never much liked you on a good day, but you are clearly not yourself.
Tell me you can't feel that.
Anpae kata sispann dife.
Anpae kata sispann dife.
The Ancestors are doing this to you, and they're not gonna stop.
All right, you have to get out of this city, somewhere where they can't reach you.
The longer you stay, the more dangerous you are to everyone.
Including Davina.
Anpae kata sispann dife.
Anpae kata sispann dife.
Anpae kata sispann dife.
You have to believe me, Marcel.
I would never, never hurt Davina.
If that's true, then do the right thing.
Go.
And don't come back.
Whew! Well, I admit, Freya, this is a truly valiant effort.
Inspired, I assume, by your grief over Finn's demise? Pop goes the weasel! Oh! A rather potent aneurysm spell.
You never fail to impress.
Oh, I have all kinds of tricks.
We even brought an audience to enjoy the show.
Oh, come now, my darling sister.
The Strix are the show.
Well, the first act.
Act two, Lucien's buried beneath 1,000 tons of cement.
Act three spoiler alert you're a parking lot.
Oh, even after 1,000 years, you've never managed to curb your hubris.
You still wander through a smog of your own self-importance.
I can kill anything.
Even them.
Even you.
And since the Ancestors have made me their champion they will not allow me to be detained.
Nik, what a conundrum.
Mother of your child over here, woman of your dreams over here.
Which one should I kill first? I'm the one who betrayed you.
I'm the one you hate.
And they're the ones you care for.
So what a pleasure for me to watch your face as I rip them apart.
Hey.
I'm right here, ready and waiting.
Oh, Cami, the hero was never a good look on you.
Trembling and helpless is more your style.
Cami, did Nik ever mention to you what happens when a vampire goes into a room without being invited? Aurora! Please.
Is that the best you got? Delfan eoten cor.
Delfan eoten cor.
Delfan eoten cor.
Let her go! Hush, Nik! Don't make her final moments any worse than they need to be! Delfan eoten cor.
Delfan eoten cor.
Delfan eoten cor.
âDarling, I almost feel sorry for you.
Blinded by love as I once was, ready to give everything, even your life, for one who is and always will be unworthy.
Cami, now.
Good night, sunshine.
Where's Kol? Is he okay? He's gone, D.
What? Why? I-I stopped Van's spell.
It's safe for him here now.
But it's not a permanent solution.
You'll find one.
I know you will.
But until then, Kol had to leave to keep you safe.
No.
Listen, I have known the guy for almost two centuries, and this is the first time that he has ever done the right thing.
It's okay.
I know.
Do you really think you could ever love that imbecile? Aw.
Poor, sweet Lucien.
After all this time, he remains such a dedicated suitor.
Such a shame I'll never see him as more than a means to an end.
Mission accomplished.
And it only took you the better part of a day.
Do you want the chains back on? You'd be doing us all a marvelous favor.
Perhaps you could fasten something to his mouth.
Aurora's still out cold.
What are the chances of keeping her that way? Oh, my spell will keep her down long enough to use the serum in her blood to figure out how to kill both her and Lucien.
I must say, I'm rather looking forward to it.
You're welcome.
I suppose I ought to be thanking you as well.
You can thank me in diaper duty.
Although, while you're on the grateful train, you should probably hit up Cami.
I believe Camille prefers I leave her alone.
Oh, please, Klaus.
Did you see what she went through to save your ass? Cami may tell you that staying away is best and maybe it is but it doesn't stop how she feels.
You were quite the hero today.
I'm sorry, did I get in the way of your big, bad revenge scheme? You can't come in.
No, of course not.
You're a vampire now.
The lease would be in someone else's name.
Good night, Lucien.
Of course, you'd want that person close by, in case a friend popped by for tea.
Neighbors are close by.
Of course, it couldn't just be any neighbor.
It'd have to be someone whose presence was reliable.
Perhaps someone who worked from home.
Not Gregory on the fourth floor.
He's moving out next month.
Or Laticia, 7-B.
She's agoraphobic.
But Stephanie, - just down the hall - You leave her alone.
Well, that's going to be difficult, seeing as I've already killed her.
So, you see, I can come in.
== sync & corrections by Wolfhound ==
One by friend, one by foe, and one by family.
- Please Nik, just kill me.
- Not with the only one who loves you - rotting at the bottom of the ocean.
- No.
You kill a witch, you lose your place among the witches.
For what you've done, you need to be shunned.
I'm sorry, Davina.
St.
James is the one place where magic doesn't work.
Davina, I'm recording this here because magic is our enemy.
The Ancestors are forcing me to help Lucien Castle.
I have everything I need to become what I deserve to be.
You want to become an Original.
I intend to be an upgrade.
Lucien's venom is derived from all seven packs.
Giving him a bite that not even I can cure.
He wanted you to kill him.
You helped him take the final step.
The Ancestors are manipulating Kol.
They couldn't get to me, so they're making him lose control.
There are two vials of serum, and he only drank one.
He made enough for two.
Aurora.
She's gone.
Enjoying yourself, luv? I feel like a brand-new woman.
What a lovely choice of words.
This setting reminds me of the time we were in Paris.
1903? La Belle Epoque.
Peace, prosperity.
- Hope â - Oh, so is this your intention? Ply me with champagne and then entice me with nostalgia? I simply desired an auspicious location for us to begin a new adventure.
Perhaps, centuries from now, you and I will look back at this bucolic scene as the beginning of our chapter.
And what does that chapter entail? Power, domination vengeance.
Men are such good talkers, but how rarely they produce more than words.
And they call me delusional.
Your wit is as sharp as ever.
Nik is the fool who let you slip away.
And while that loss is punishment enough, rest assured, I will heap more suffering upon his head.
You cannot defeat Niklaus, Lucien.
He is and always has been your better.
I am altogether different now.
Blood of a Mikaelson witch, imbued with dark magic.
This has transformed me into something new with a power unlike anything the world has ever seen.
My bite is lethal, even to a Mikaelson.
Is this more of your boasting, Lucien? Oh, no.
It can all be verified easily enough.
Just ask poor Finn.
Oh, wait.
You can't.
I killed him.
The rest of his brothers shall follow soon enough, as the prophecy has stated.
But first I wanted to make you this offer.
My proposal is simple.
Join me, Aurora.
Drink this, become what I am, and let us spend the rest of our immortal lives together.
In exchange, you will have my undying love.
And all the revenge you could desire.
I would accept your offer, but I fear I could not enjoy your love or my revenge as long as my brother suffers.
Then allow me this further promise.
Say yes, and by the end of day, you shall have Tristan back.
Or I will relieve his suffering by killing Elijah.
== sync & corrections by Wolfhound == You're hovering.
I'm supervising.
How else to speed up your endeavors? Let's see.
Perhaps I should bring Vincent here.
Force him to aid you by removing his legs.
Vincent doesn't know how to kill Lucien, either.
Besides, if he leaves the St.
James, who knows what the Ancestors will make him do next.
Ancestors are thoroughly occupied, according to Davina, terrorizing our brother Kol.
What a surprise.
Another day, another witch-inspired vendetta.
Well, Davina can take care of Kol for now.
Let us focus our energies on Lucien.
How do we demolish that rodent? I'm working on it.
Yes.
While we all have our roles to play, Elijah can stay here and oversee whatever it is Freya's doing.
I'm going to actually accomplish something.
Brother, accomplishing something The time for talking is done! Oh, I can't be here, Davina.
This is a bad idea.
Magic won't affect you in here, so step inside.
And take your mind off it.
Feeling better? Seems I owe you again.
You must be growing tired of saving my ass.
Mm, actually, I kind of like it.
And what would you say if I told you I had a way to fix all of our problems? What do you have in mind, darling? It appears I'm unable to enter.
So is every other vampire.
I put the lease in my neighbor's name, compelled her to forget.
I can go get her and have her invite you in.
No.
You were wise to take precautions.
No one should be invited in, not even me.
I only came to see that you were safe.
Klaus? I haven't had the chance to tell you how sorry I am about Finn.
Losing a sibling is awful.
Yes.
Well, I'll find solace when Lucien is dead.
And what about Aurora? It's bad enough that Lucien's bite could kill you.
By now, she could be just as powerful, and if you still harbor feelings for her I don't care about Aurora.
I care about you.
But then, you've made your feelings perfectly clear.
Hello, Nik.
Not bad.
Perhaps I'll return the favor.
Do you see now, old friend? You cannot beat me.
Defeated at the hands of a stable boy? I sincerely doubt it.
I'll have my moment.
Yet, you still have a role to play in the prophecy I aim to fulfill.
You're gonna help me get Elijah.
I'm not gonna let you hurt my brother.
Sadly, you don't have a choice.
Shh.
Shh.
â Try to remember.
Your spirit was trapped with the Ancestors.
Did they say anything? Yeah, well, it's hard to recall what anyone is saying when there's a boot in your face.
Imagine when Davina brought you back.
Did you hear voices, spells, chants? - I don't know.
A threat? - There wasn't any talk.
All right, they hate me because I'm a Mikaelson.
What's the point of these questions? The Ancestors made a deal with Lucien.
That's an act of war.
Now they're coming after Kol.
If I knew why, then maybe I could convince them that's there's a better way.
Maybe I could talk some sense into 'em.
You make them sound like they're a committee of sort.
Reasonable people.
The dead were once the living.
All the living really want to do is avoid trouble and protect their own.
I remember coming to Music Days when I was a kid.
I-I remember all the covens gathering together.
And no matter what your beef was with somebody else, well, that one day it was all good.
And you could feel the presence of all those that came before.
You could feel 'em watching.
Peaceful.
Now, ever since vampires took over this city, those same spirits have been restless.
And the covens will never know peace with the Mikaelsons living here.
Now, my guess is the Ancestors see Lucien as a weapon.
Use him on vampires, right? Use him on the family that begot them.
And if we're gonna stop that, somebody's gotta convince the Ancestors there's a better way.
Why would you - ever help me? - This isn't about you.
It's about Davina.
I figure I owe her that much.
Freya, are we out of time.
A sigil is a complicated magical symbol, weaponized and condensed to its most potent form.
If I combine the right elements we'll have a chance at stopping Lucien, and if I don't Elijah, somebody! What's wrong? - It's Klaus Lucien has him.
- Freya! Invite her in.
Yeah, come in, you're invited.
Tell us what happened.
Lucien ambushed him.
He knocked him around like it was nothing.
Did he bite him? No.
I think he wanted him alive.
I followed them.
Lucien took Klaus back to the penthouse.
Lucien is demanding my presence at the Whiskey Cask.
Alone and immediately.
He says if I delay, Niklaus will die.
That does look uncomfortable.
Is it too tight? No, I think it fits just fine.
Those chains and that wood were crafted by Ancient Egyptians keen on suppressing all sorts of evil.
Nothing supernatural can escape.
Not even you.
You see, I've been stockpiling such items for a long, long time.
Planning this moment for centuries.
Tell me, how does it feel, knowing you've been outdone by your better? You think you're my better? I think your upgrade has infected your head, made you as delusional as her.
At least now you're truly a pair.
I'll be sure to scatter both your ashes in the same patch of bog.
- Is that a hint of fear in his voice? â - Yeah.
Usually your taunts and threats are so much more convincing.
I think he's beaten, my darling.
Just not yet broken.
But then we're just getting started.
All I have to do is take this and then I too shall be your better.
Have you any idea what torment you'll endure then for what you did to my brother and to me? I will take such exquisite joy in killing you myself.
Well, clearly, you two have much to discuss.
So, if you'll excuse me, I have business elsewhere.
Now, darling, you may have your fun.
But please keep Nik alive.
I would so hate to miss his death.
Are you seriously going out there? I'm seriously going out there.
Elijah, the whole point of putting the deed to the compound in Freya's name was to make this place impenetrable.
Now you're gonna pick a fight with a guy who can kill you? Yes, when you put it that way it does sound a little reckless.
Elijah.
Be careful.
All right, I know you're listening to me.
You wanted me to be the regent of the nine covens.
You believed that I could lead our people.
But how am I supposed to be a leader when you keep jerking me around like I'm a damn puppet or something? I need you to talk to me.
They won't answer you.
Van Nguyen.
All grown up, I see.
Not that it matters, man.
This ain't got nothing to do with you.
Actually, it does.
Seem, my mom's one of the Ancestors now.
Dead, thanks to your friend Davina.
You know, the traitor you've been sneaking around with even though she was shunned? Some regent you turned out to be.
Well No wonder the Ancestors want you out.
Oh, so, you speak for the Ancestors now, is that it? Why don't you ask the Ancestors why they trust Lucien Castle, a vampire who's done nothing but lie and kill ever since he set foot in New Orleans.
He killed a Mikaelson, which is more than you ever did.
Oh, come on, man, I'm trying to keep the peace.
And what the Ancestors want to do will start a war.
A war that the covens are gonna win, thanks to me.
Your time as regent is over.
The witches are gonna take back the city.
Step one: new management.
Passus doulè trèt So starting now, I'm the regent! I wonder, when you decided to brick me into that dreadful tomb, did it ever occur to you that our roles might one day be reversed? We both know that I buried you alive because I could not bring myself to kill you.
No doubt you intended to free me after a suitable period of time.
In fact, my methods were not unlike Tristan's, after all.
Did he not hide you away in a mountain monastery? The truth is I still had hopes for us.
Oh Your affections for me must run deep, indeed.
Tell me if I were to kiss you now, would you feel those affections stir? Because I would feel nothing.
Are you so certain? We are flames in the darkness of each other's worlds.
We burn brighter together than we ever did alone.
And I would forgive everything if you would only forgive me, my love.
Wow, you really are quite desperate, aren't you? I mean, it's quite pathetic, seeing you resort to this failed seduction.
I mean, it's comical, even.
And yet you would entertain Lucien's brazen advances? Well Do you really think you could ever love that imbecile? Oh Poor, sweet Lucien.
After all these years he still remains such a dedicated suitor.
Such a shame I'll never see him as more than a means to an end.
But if he wants to save my brother in a bid to win my heart, why shouldn't I let him? Wouldn't be the first of his gifts I've accepted.
After all he gave me this.
The means to remake myself.
So that I might become a creature of such pure and unbridled power that I can kill even you.
Whatever has passed between us, whatever hatred you're holding on to, in me you see the kindred you have always longed for.
To spend an eternity without me it would be a curse your frail heart could not endure.
You're wrong.
You see, Nik, whatever terrors may await me in the endless time to come pale in comparison to the joy I will take in ending you.
Cheers.
Such a treat, being in New Orleans this time of year.
But, alas, for all today's talent nothing quite compares with watching Ella and Louis perform live.
Yes, what a wonderful world that was.
Give me my brother before your world becomes significantly less wonderful.
Mm, I'm afraid I need something from you first.
A brother for a brother, as it were.
Let me guess, your fantasy sweetheart wants her beloved Tristan back.
Hmm.
Or your death, to relieve his suffering.
So, either tell me how to find him or I'll kill you.
Darling, how would you like to watch me burn? That way you have the thrill of watching me rise from the ashes like a phoenix, reborn.
A lovely image.
But I think you might ruin Lucien's carpet.
Wouldn't you rather torture me a bit more before you end yourself? Are you stalling me? Perhaps plotting some strategy for escape? But even if you got free, what then? Kill me? Enact the serum, make me into Lucien's equal? Not the wisest strategy for your survival.
Is this what you want? You do realize that becoming like him will only add to your already substantial misery.
Lucien cannot save you from yourself, nor could Tristan, nor could I, for that matter.
You've spent centuries trying to cure your madness, and yet you're still no closer.
You hold your wicked tongue or I shall pluck it from your wicked skull.
Yes! More threats.
So go on then.
Tear me apart a bit at a time.
I may die by day's end, but you will live forever, unloved, pathetic.
Your life a perpetual slog of soul-crushing despair and you unable to end it.
Talking, talking, all this talking.
Well, if I'm to suffer through it, so should you.
Here's the problem: I haven't been invited into Lucien's penthouse.
So you can wave your dark objects in the foyer, and I'll do all the dirty work.
Hey.
- Are you up for this? â - What if I'm a liability? I've been training, so I can punch a bag, but in a real fight? Cami, here's the thing about being afraid.
If you have to do the thing that you're afraid of, then all this fear is for nothing.
Either turn it into anger or leave it at the door.
But either way, you control your emotions.
Which means you're already one step ahead of Aurora.
Hey, I have an idea.
Elijah, I've asked you a rather important question.
Given our current circumstance, you'd be wise not to test my patience.
So Tristan's resting place You carefully craft yourself into this abomination purely to become an errand boy to that banshee? Oh, you Mikaelsons.
Your arrogance truly knows no bounds.
Do I need to remind you the prophecy is on my side? Your family is doomed.
So if you'll give me Tristan's location, at least I could make your death quick.
I have no idea where he is.
But, you know, Lucien, the thing is that I suspect you don't even really care.
Mm.
I never really liked him.
But at least I can tell Aurora I tried.
We're gonna be okay.
We've already made it through so much.
Once we deal with the Ancestors, we'll have that date you wanted.
You said that magic doesn't work in here.
The Ancestors are breaking through the spell.
We don't have much time.
Sorry to interrupt date night.
What are you doing? I'm preventing a bloodbath in the middle of my city, and I'm freeing you up to help Vincent.
He's in trouble at the cemetery.
Go.
I'll clear this place out.
You give me my brother.
I won't ask you again.
Please, Elijah.
Know when you're beaten.
Oh.
That looks like it hurts.
That's what I was going for.
What did you do to me? The Sigil will bind you, weaken you.
The boiling blood I added myself.
Maybe I can't kill you, but I can make you wish you were dead.
That's it? Nothing more to say? No more taunts tripping from your tongue? Well, then I suppose it's time I finish this.
What are you doing? I'm gonna drive this into my heart, die, and be reborn.
And then, with the aid of my newfound power I'm going to silence you permanently.
Well, it appears we have company.
Oh, my.
This day just gets better and better.
Cami, it's been a while.
How's vampirism treating you? As a matter of fact, I'm enjoying it.
That's why I'm here, to express my gratitude.
Ooh, you cheeky little minx.
Have you come to have a go at me? Get out of here, Camille! Shut up, Nik.
This is between us girls.
Though I suppose I will let you listen to her cries as I tear off her limbs like the wings of pretty little butterfly.
I'd like to see you try.
Ooh! You're brandishing your antiques at me.
I suppose I would be scared if I thought you were quick enough to use them.
You really did not think this through, did you? Actually, we did.
Stop! She drank the serum.
That should help.
I suggest you drink up, before you do something you'll regret.
Mmm.
Davina! No! Don't touch that.
What is it? That is a very dangerous spell, courtesy of your old friend Van Nguyen.
The Ancestors made him regent.
And they're about to make their move.
They're coming after Kol next.
Once all six candles are lit, we can kiss our neutral zone good-bye.
If they get to Kol, he won't be able to control himself.
We need to stop this now.
Davina, I don't have access to the Ancestors' power anymore.
Neither do I.
But we can channel each other.
Anpae kata sispann dife.
Anpae kata sispann dife.
Anpae kata sispann dife.
Thanks for the appetizer, mate.
Now I best be on my way.
Oh, I can't let you do that.
My family is under attack.
Davina might be in trouble.
I am not letting you anywhere near her.
All right? Not while you're like this.
Anpae kata sispann dife.
Anpae kata sispann dife.
Listen to me, Kol.
All right? I never much liked you on a good day, but you are clearly not yourself.
Tell me you can't feel that.
Anpae kata sispann dife.
Anpae kata sispann dife.
The Ancestors are doing this to you, and they're not gonna stop.
All right, you have to get out of this city, somewhere where they can't reach you.
The longer you stay, the more dangerous you are to everyone.
Including Davina.
Anpae kata sispann dife.
Anpae kata sispann dife.
Anpae kata sispann dife.
You have to believe me, Marcel.
I would never, never hurt Davina.
If that's true, then do the right thing.
Go.
And don't come back.
Whew! Well, I admit, Freya, this is a truly valiant effort.
Inspired, I assume, by your grief over Finn's demise? Pop goes the weasel! Oh! A rather potent aneurysm spell.
You never fail to impress.
Oh, I have all kinds of tricks.
We even brought an audience to enjoy the show.
Oh, come now, my darling sister.
The Strix are the show.
Well, the first act.
Act two, Lucien's buried beneath 1,000 tons of cement.
Act three spoiler alert you're a parking lot.
Oh, even after 1,000 years, you've never managed to curb your hubris.
You still wander through a smog of your own self-importance.
I can kill anything.
Even them.
Even you.
And since the Ancestors have made me their champion they will not allow me to be detained.
Nik, what a conundrum.
Mother of your child over here, woman of your dreams over here.
Which one should I kill first? I'm the one who betrayed you.
I'm the one you hate.
And they're the ones you care for.
So what a pleasure for me to watch your face as I rip them apart.
Hey.
I'm right here, ready and waiting.
Oh, Cami, the hero was never a good look on you.
Trembling and helpless is more your style.
Cami, did Nik ever mention to you what happens when a vampire goes into a room without being invited? Aurora! Please.
Is that the best you got? Delfan eoten cor.
Delfan eoten cor.
Delfan eoten cor.
Let her go! Hush, Nik! Don't make her final moments any worse than they need to be! Delfan eoten cor.
Delfan eoten cor.
Delfan eoten cor.
âDarling, I almost feel sorry for you.
Blinded by love as I once was, ready to give everything, even your life, for one who is and always will be unworthy.
Cami, now.
Good night, sunshine.
Where's Kol? Is he okay? He's gone, D.
What? Why? I-I stopped Van's spell.
It's safe for him here now.
But it's not a permanent solution.
You'll find one.
I know you will.
But until then, Kol had to leave to keep you safe.
No.
Listen, I have known the guy for almost two centuries, and this is the first time that he has ever done the right thing.
It's okay.
I know.
Do you really think you could ever love that imbecile? Aw.
Poor, sweet Lucien.
After all this time, he remains such a dedicated suitor.
Such a shame I'll never see him as more than a means to an end.
Mission accomplished.
And it only took you the better part of a day.
Do you want the chains back on? You'd be doing us all a marvelous favor.
Perhaps you could fasten something to his mouth.
Aurora's still out cold.
What are the chances of keeping her that way? Oh, my spell will keep her down long enough to use the serum in her blood to figure out how to kill both her and Lucien.
I must say, I'm rather looking forward to it.
You're welcome.
I suppose I ought to be thanking you as well.
You can thank me in diaper duty.
Although, while you're on the grateful train, you should probably hit up Cami.
I believe Camille prefers I leave her alone.
Oh, please, Klaus.
Did you see what she went through to save your ass? Cami may tell you that staying away is best and maybe it is but it doesn't stop how she feels.
You were quite the hero today.
I'm sorry, did I get in the way of your big, bad revenge scheme? You can't come in.
No, of course not.
You're a vampire now.
The lease would be in someone else's name.
Good night, Lucien.
Of course, you'd want that person close by, in case a friend popped by for tea.
Neighbors are close by.
Of course, it couldn't just be any neighbor.
It'd have to be someone whose presence was reliable.
Perhaps someone who worked from home.
Not Gregory on the fourth floor.
He's moving out next month.
Or Laticia, 7-B.
She's agoraphobic.
But Stephanie, - just down the hall - You leave her alone.
Well, that's going to be difficult, seeing as I've already killed her.
So, you see, I can come in.
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