Rebekah: My brothers and I are the first vampires.
In all of history... The Originals.
300 years ago, we helped build New Orleans.
Now we've returned to find a city at war.
The vampire Marcel leads an army
against a coven of desperate witches.
My brother Klaus is playing against both sides,
hungry for power
and hoping to protect the werewolf carrying his child,
but Marcel has an advantage.
He holds our brother Elijah captive
with the aid of a secret weapon.
Now in order to get back the brother I love,
I have no choice but to side with the one I cannot trust.
Elijah, voice-over: August 1359.
I have noticed a difference
in my siblings.
Our bond strains beneath the pressure
of our life as vampires.
Each day removes them further from the humanity
they once possessed.
My sweet sister Rebekah
has grown quite indifferent to brutality.
However, the true problem remains by brother Niklaus.
He continues to hide his loneliness with cruelty.
Still, I cling to the hope that I, as their eldest brother,
can lead them down the correct path,
a path charged with the power of a family united...
For if I fail,
our family's legacy will end in darkness.
Rebekah: I cannot believe you disposed
of those vampires without me.
You know how I love to set things on fire.
Was I supposed to leave them
in the front yard to rot?
Besides, they were my responsibility.
They attacked the helpless, pregnant girl
who's carrying my child.
Oh, I am so moved
by your newfound sense of fatherly duty
towards the werewolf carrying
your hybrid bun in her oven.
Ha!
The werewolf would like to know what the plan is.
Well, that depends what plan you mean, luv...
My plan for global domination
or Rebekah's plan to find love in a cruel, cruel world.
Hmm.
The plan to rescue Elijah,
you know... The good brother,
the one who is now in the possession
of your mortal enemy after you stabbed him
in the back.
In the front, if we're being specific.
You two said that you would get him back.
So is there a plan, or what?
Ok.
Well, firstly, Marcel is not my mortal enemy.
He's my friend, albeit one
who is unaware that I am trying to sabotage
his hold over the supernatural community
of the French quarter, but a friend nonetheless,
and secondly, I daggered Elijah
in order to gain Marcel's trust.
If I had known he would place my brother
in the hands of a particularly nasty teenage witch,
I certainly would have weighed my options
a bit differently, and thirdly, sister, please.
And thirdly, the plan, as you have demanded,
is for Niklaus to simply asks Marcel
for Elijah back.
That's not the whole plan, is it?
Oh, please.
Klaus may be a miserable excuse
for a sibling, but there is none
more diabolical.
That's only the plan "a," luv.
There's always a plan "B."
And what's plan "B"?
War.
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Man: ♪ Well, I'm a long way from home ♪
♪ With some pressure all my own ♪
♪ Such a long way from home ♪
♪ But I'll be back soon
♪ Yeah
Damn, I do look good in a suit.
[Chuckles]
Man on TV: Joshua Rosen, 18,
had recently arrived in New Orleans as part of...
My guy and the docks is gonna come forward
as an eyewitness, say he saw those two
drunkenly fall into the Mississippi.
They'll be dredging for weeks.
No one will come looking around here.
That's good, considering one
is dead in a dumpster behind the county morgue
and the other one is a vampire now.
Anything else? Ow!
Allow me, darling.
One thing.
I sent 4 nightwalkers to look into
a werewolf sighting in the quarter.
I haven't heard from them since.
That makes 10 dead nightwalkers
in the last week.
You think the werewolves are back in town
trying to start some trouble?
Look. I know you and Klaus are friends,
but the fact is, since the Originals showed up...
Klaus: Oh, come now, Thierry.
You're not still upset about that little,
toxic werewolf bite I gave you, are you?
I thought we were at by
I see you've given him free rein of your compound now, too.
Yes. Well, seeing as my family and I
lived here, built the place, in fact...
Marcel: All right. Come on.
You both know the drill.
Thierry is my guy, inner circle.
Klaus is my old-time friend and sire.
He's also a guest here.
Peace, all right? All right?
What you need, my brother?
I'm afraid my sister Rebekah is insisting
I demand Elijah's return.
She's quite worked up about it.
I'll say.
We're not gonna have 3 Originals walking around town, are we?
Half our guys think the sister killed the nightwalkers.
Is that an accusation against an original?
What did I say about peace?
Come on.
Walk with me.
Klaus: Your inner circle man lacks a sense of humor.
He's a little overprotective,
but loyal to a fault.
I saved his life back in the forties,
found him dying of a war wound
outside a VA hospital.
He'd kill for me and die for me.
Plus, that boy can play the trumpet
like you would not believe.
Maybe I'll see if he can play a little
tonight at the party.
You're coming, right?
How can I miss my chance to meet the city councilman
as he accepts your gigantic charitable donation?
Oh, he's a schmuck, but he lets us
do our thing in exchange
for certain community services,
like keeping our fangs out of the locals.
Listen. About your brother,
I would love to help you out,
but Thierry is right.
My guys are on edge.
They see the original family moving in,
vampires dying, it makes them nervous.
If I hand Elijah back now,
it might give the wrong impression
about who's really in charge here.
You know what I mean?
You understand I had to ask.
Hey, Klaus, for the love of Mary Magdalene,
how long does it take to ask a simple question?
Much longer than you'd think,
considering the answer was, as expected, no.
Marcel's man Thierry is suspicious.
He thinks you killed 10 nightwalkers.
Rebekah: Well, that's a lie. I only killed 8.
Should I make Thierry the ninth?
Klaus: Marcel is playing friendly.
We can't kill the favorite son,
or he'll catch onto us.
So war it is, then. Indeed.
Do you know what to do with the witch?
I believe I do. Good.
You manage Sophie Deveraux.
I'll take care of the next step.
I ordered you to drain him of blood.
What's taking so long?
Sorry. I'm not medieval torture expert guy.
Ah...
What did he do to you, anyway?
It's not about what he did.
It's about what he's going to do
when we're done here, which is
whatever I want him to, just like you.
For example, drive this through his torso.
Joshua: That is crazy.
I didn't want to do it, but I did it, anyway.
It's called mind compulsion.
Vampires can compel humans.
Originals like my siblings and I
can also compel vampires,
and no one can compel Originals.
You following? Good.
That is how a brand-new nightwalker
such as yourself is here doing my bidding
with no one the wiser.
But I never had my guts drained out of me.
Yes. That, young Joshua, is because I got to you
before you had even a drop
of herbal vervain in your system.
You see, it prevents compulsion.
Marcel has had his whole crew taking it
since I returned to town, and that is why
our friend here needs to be bled dry of it
so I can compel him to follow my every command,
and with my brother currently in captivity
awaiting rescue, we can't afford
to be gentle about it.
Come here. Yah!
Oh, so glad you could make it.
Elijah only lies daggered and rotting
whilst you dillydally.
You're lucky I came at all.
What do you want?
Hayley was attacked last night by Marcel's crew
because somebody told him there was
a werewolf in the quarter.
She only made one stop.
Whoever saw her here ratted her out.
Watch and learn.
[Bell rings]
Hey, Soph. Hey, Katie.
That's filled with marigold,
great for attracting the opposite sex,
would look awesome on you.
I very seriously doubt that.
Do you have any others, one with, say...
I don't know... Wolfsbane, perhaps?
Wolfsbane? Why would you want that?
Please do not play dumb with me.
Rebekah!
I just sold the werewolf some herbs. That's all.
Are you lying to me, Katie?
I suggest you answer my question honestly.
Sophie: Just answer the question, Katie, please.
Yes. I told someone, but you don't understand.
I... I love him.
Then tell me, who is this vampire Romeo of yours?
Shall I count to 3?
Be quick about it.
I have an army to build, and one compelled minion
does not an army make.
Well?
You were right about the traitor.
Luckily, she's just a kid and she doesn't know
anything about us and what we're up to.
Do you want to hear the part
that's gonna please you the most?
Oh, do tell.
She's in love with someone in Marcel's inner circle.
Guess who it is.
Right-hand-man type, favors silly caps?
Two points for you.
Thierry is fraternizing with the enemy.
Well, that means he just unwittingly became
the key to our entire plan.
I told you you'd be pleased.
Oh, to be young and in love in a city
where witches and vampires are at war.
How very tragic.
Sophie: Are you out of your mind?
No way. It's very simple.
We need you to perform a teeny, tiny locator spell
to help us find our brother.
Witches who practice magic in this town
get caught, and they get killed.
Yes. About that, it seems you left out
a crucial detail when we made our deal...
Marcel's secret weapon, the way he knows
when a witch is using magic.
Girl about yay high, cute as a button, anger issues.
Davina?
Where have you seen her?
I don't know.
The little brat erased my memory
right after she threw me out a window with her bloody mind.
Let me cut to the chase.
Davina has Elijah.
You witches, I assume, want to get Davina away from Marcel.
We don't know where she is.
Ergo, we need magic.
Davina would sense it.
Unless, of course, another witch...
Say, a traitor to the cause,
Katie, for example... Was to perform
much more powerful magic at the same time.
That would create a smokescreen
concealing your very small spell from Davina.
Katie doesn't deserve to die.
Sophie Deveraux...
You're in no position to be so principled.
You can't win a war without a few strategic losses,
no matter how regrettable they may be.
How many times have the vampires
been one step ahead, known something they shouldn't,
your sister executed in the public square
for practicing magic who knew she'd be caught?
Did she even attempt to flee?
She was caught hiding in a cargo hold
of a freighter before it set sail
down the Mississippi.
And who, pray tell,
in Marcel's valued inner circle
manages his business at the docks?
Katie's boyfriend Thierry.
[Trumpet playing]
You're right. He's good.
Right? Music man I call him.
Ladies love him, but he's spoken for.
He knocks around with this pretty, little witch,
says he loves her, but I don't know.
Yo brightest soldier is fraternizing
with your enemy, and you don't care.
Well, of course I care, but Thierry is a grown man.
He makes his own choices,
and I get some good intel.
Besides, he's not gonna do anything
to jeopardize what we're doing here.
I mean, check this out,
a vampire hosting a ritzy charity event.
We have a community here. No one is gonna mess that up.
Still...
You don't want the witches to get too bold,
given that a witch's tip about a werewolf in town
led to the disappearance of your nightwalkers.
I'm sure you've considered
the possibility that it could've been a trap.
Maybe I'll send a little message.
Thierry...
Take a team of nightwalkers
to the cauldron tonight,
do a little rousting...
Oh, and, Thierry, make it nasty.
Rebekah: And so with that, I moved back here
to be closer to my brothers because... let's face it...
Family is important, right, Camille?
Cami. I have to change this name tag.
Drunk guys keep hitting on me in French.
You sure you haven't been in here before?
Your face looks so familiar.
Oh!
You must have seen me out and about.
Aren't you dating Marcel Gerard?
He's a pal of mine... Sort of.
I heard he had a crush on the blond bartender
at Rousseau's.
I would hardly call it dating.
He's wooing me... Sort of.
I don't know.
He's very charming, which probably means
I should run for the hills.
I'm kind of in an on-again/off-again thing
myself at the moment.
Those are the worst, aren't they,
the ones you can't shake,
even though you know better,
and you always know better?
I like you, Cami.
Most girls have the unfortunate tendency
of being whiny, little twits.
Thanks... I think.
Hey, I'm supposed to go to this posh charity thing
thrown by this philanthropist tonight.
He's a bit of a Gatsby, throws a mean party.
Any interest?
[Cell phone buzzes]
[Buzz]
Little sister.
Well, brother, I believe I've made certain
Marcel will be properly distracted tonight.
Dare I ask?
Let's just say his attention will not be on us.
I did my bit. What are you doing to ensure
Elijah's safe return?
Currently, I'm preparing insurance
against the tender-hearted.
Meaning?
We need proper motivation for Katie
to cast a powerful spell tonight.
I'm creating that motivation.
Marcel has ordered a rousting of the witches.
Woman: No!
I, in turn, have arranged for things
to go tragically wrong.
You understand what you're to do?
Good.
Aah!
Hey.
Mm.
What's happening out there?
Oh, it's Klaus.
He's convinced Marcel that the witches
are planning to make a move against him.
Marcel wants us to send a message,
and if he thought I was playing favorites
just because I'm in love with a witch...
Say that again.
I love you, Katie,
and all this is gonna be ok, promise.
Klaus: Marcel may not be concerned
with Thierry's romantic entanglements...
I already got that one.
But there are other crimes which he'll be
less inclined to so easily forgive...
Katie: Aah! Thierry! Aah!
Leave her alone. Get off.
Klaus: Killing a vampire, for example.
That would be unforgivable.
If Katie hopes to save her one true love
from Marcel's punishment, well, a rescue mission
like that will require something positively magical,
but then...
What's worth dying for if not love?
Theo Hutchcraft: ♪ Don't cry mercy
♪ There's too much pain to come ♪
♪ Don't cry mercy
Well, this certainly is a fitting backdrop
for tonight's events, I must say.
Woman: ♪ Hey
What's she doing here?
What better way to distract Marcel
than to put his very human, new girl
in a room chock full of vampires?
Hello, darling. You look precious.
This party is ridiculous,
but I think I could get to enjoy this place.
Is he the infamous on-again/off-again?
He's the brother, actually,
and my sister is right.
You do look stunning.
You clean up pretty well yourself.
Well, don't be fooled, luv.
I'm the devil in disguise.
Rebekah: You two chitchat. I need booze.
Shall we? Ok.
Scotch, please.
[Sighs]
You trying to be cute inviting her here?
I think she's darling.
I can tell you fancy her pure heart.
Perhaps I'll feed it to you.
Hmm, jealousy looks good on you, Bekah.
The guy of hers Rebekah was talking about...
I'm sensing that would be Marcel.
I wouldn't worry about it.
Ancient history.
I'm beginning to think your sister is a bit of a bitch.
Ha ha!
It's as though she invented the term.
Listen.
Pardon me for a moment.
Marcel: Cami.
Hey, killer party.
Oh, it's more of a work thing.
I would've invited you...
Oh, no. We've been on one date.
No explanation necessary.
You do your thing. I'll entertain myself.
What, leave you alone,
looking the way you do?
Hell with that.
[Twig snaps]
Sabine: You're not supposed to be out here.
Who are you?
Sorry. I didn't mean to scare you.
I'm Sabine. We met.
I'm one of Sophie's friends.
You're one of the witches.
Sophie just asked me to come
keep you company while everyone is out.
You know, it's drawn to you.
The child you're carrying
is part vampire, part werewolf.
You and Klaus made something special.
You sound like Elijah.
He thinks this baby is gonna make us
one big, happy family, but now he's gone,
and I don't even know what...
It is.
You know, I can do something
about that if you want,
I mean, find out if it's a boy or girl.
I thought you couldn't do witchy stuff around here.
It's not magic, just an old trick
my grandmother taught me.
Come on.
You have to be a little curious.
Lana Del Rey: ♪ And there's no remedy for memory ♪
♪ Your face is like a melody
♪ It won't leave my head
♪ Your soul is haunting me and telling me... ♪
I thought you said you were in community work.
Community fundraising.
Throw a party, folks open their wallets.
It's kind of my thing.
Guess I'm what you call a necessary evil.
And Rebekah, she's one of your donors?
She's an old friend.
Can't be that old.
She looks younger than me.
You'd be surprised.
I was a kid when I met her.
Enough about her.
I just want to be right here with you.
Klaus: You really are a hideously evil
little thing, aren't you?
Nonsense. They're perfect for each other.
You wanted Marcel distracted. Voila.
Del Rey: ♪ Your face is like a melody
♪ It won't leave my head
♪ Your soul is haunting me and telling me ♪
♪ That everything is fine
♪ But I wish I was dead
♪ Every time I close me eyes
My cue to leave.
Del Rey: ♪ It's like a dark paradise ♪
♪ No one compares to you
♪ I'm scared that you won't be waiting on the other side ♪
♪ Every time I close me eyes
♪ It's like a dark paradise
Excuse me.
Del Rey: ♪ No one compares to you
♪ But there's no you except in my dreams tonight ♪
♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh
♪ Ha ha ha ha...
What the hell did you do?
Not here. No, not here.
Del Rey: ♪ oh, oh, oh, oh
♪ Ha ha ha ha
♪ I don't want to wake up from this tonight ♪
I know you think he's a monster.
It doesn't matter what I think.
Thierry killed another vampire.
He broke Marcel's biggest rule.
You'll never see him again...
[Crying]
Unless we do something.
"We"?
I want to save our people.
You want to save Thierry?
There's only one way we can do both.
[Sniffles]
[Owl hoots]
You ready?
[Sand cascading]
[Panting]
Marcel. Something is coming.
[Wind howling]
Magic.
I want to hear your side of it.
Hey, Marcel, come on.
Your version. Go.
We were tossing the cauldron.
This guy, some nightwalker,
he attacked Katie for no reason.
His name was Max. I turned him.
As far as reasons go, he doesn't need one.
She was a witch. He was a vampire.
Now he's dead.
I didn't mean for it to happen.
You broke my most important rule.
Damn it, T.
How long we been friends, 70 years?
Yeah.
I turned you into something that would never die.
I gave you a gift.
And I have been loyal to you all this time,
and I still am.
I'm still your friend, Marcel.
I swear, that hasn't changed.
You were right, luv.
He's got a temper, doesn't he?
I guess this is the moment I remember I know better.
We found this at his girl's place.
Still my friend, huh?
That's funny because it looks to me
like that little witch of yours got her hands on a spell
that I keep locked away.
Marcel, I have never seen that.
Shut up.
I see on your hand, you still have
the daylight ring I gave you.
So what would you need with the recipe
for making new ones unless maybe you and Katie
were gonna go off and start a little kingdom of your own?
Marcel, no.
Here's a lesson in friendship.
Friends don't lie to me, they don't break my rules,
and they do not steal what is mine.
Ohh...
For the crime of murdering one of his own,
I sentence Thierry Vanchure
to 100 years in the garden.
And it begins.
You're doing the right thing.
It's the only way to find Elijah.
I'm doing what I have to do.
Thierry: Katie, no!
Like clockwork.
Oh!
Aah!
Hurry.
[Crack]
No!
You're here to save your man.
Well, come on, little girl.
Raagh!
Aah!
Die, you son of a bitch.
No! Katie!
Something is wrong. Katie's magic stopped.
I can keep going.
You can't. She'll sense it.
No. I can find Davina. I just need another moment.
You may be willing to die to get
your witch back, but Hayley and the baby
will die with you.
Elijah will never forgive us,
and rescuing him will be for nothing.
It's over. We failed.
No. Katie. No, no, no, no.
No.
Just tell me this.
Was she worth it?
I loved her.
Uhhhngh!
Seal him up
and let him rot.
[Trumpet playing]
How much did Cami see?
She just saw an argument, mate.
It's nothing you can't fix.
You really like her, don't you?
I like that she's not a part of any of this.
Sometimes it's good to see the world
the way the humans do.
I am sorry about Thierry, you know?
I can tell he was a good friend.
I made him what he was.
Obviously, my trust was misplaced.
Doesn't make it easier.
You saved me tonight. I guess I owe you one.
You asked for your brother back.
Seems like the least I can do.
Cami... Don't even try it.
I get the bro code.
You're here to smooth things over
for your friend.
It's very nice of you, but...
But you've been hurt before,
and you aren't taking any more chances.
Something like that.
The guy I saw tonight,
not the guy I thought he was,
and if he can turn on a dime like that...
Sounds like more than just a broken heart.
Someone broke your trust...
Camille, the brave bartender.
I'm sorry...
But I need you to give Marcel another chance.
[Clears throat]
Wow. I totally misread that.
No. You read it quite well,
but we all have our roles to play.
You went to Marcel's. You danced.
You feel badly hat he had a row with his friend,
but otherwise, all you remember
is that it was perfect.
[Playing notes]
Well, tonight was an epic failure.
On the contrary, sister.
Tonight was a masterpiece.
Are you mad?
Katie died before Sophie could complete the spell.
Oh, I'm well aware. I killed Katie.
You what?
There's no way our little suicide witch
wasn't gonna try and take out
Marcel with her.
I saved his life, and in doing so,
I now have him exactly where I want him.
Sophie trusted you.
I trusted you against all my better instincts.
Wake up, Rebekah.
The witches are on no one's side
but their own.
This girl Davina, that's all they want,
and when they have her, what do you think
happens then, a truce?
Of course not.
They will use Davina's power
against all of us.
Even if you're right, the plan was to find Elijah,
and you failed us.
You always did lack faith.
By protecting Marcel, I've cemented his trust,
so much so that he's agreed
to return Elijah to us,
and when the time is right,
when he has told me everything
I need to know about Davina,
I will have her for myself.
I have all the faith in the world
that you'll get what you want, Nik.
You always do,
no matter what it costs the rest of us.
You disgust me.
[Door opens and closes]
Are you ok? I was so worried.
Thank you.
Whatever you did, I felt it.
You helped me.
It was the old ones, wasn't it?
Actually, Klaus is the one that saved me tonight.
I'm gonna make things right,
starting off by giving him his brother back.
No. What?
Davina... No.
You said the old ones were dangerous.
I won't give him back until I know how to kill them.
[Typing]
I thought you might like to know,
Elijah is returning to us.
Congratulations.
I guess being diabolical has its perks.
You hardly know him, and yet you miss him.
What is it about my brother that always inspires
such instant admiration?
He was kind to me.
Elijah, voice-over: There are moments when I doubt
if my family is capable of redemption...
Hayley: Hey, I learned something today.
I think it's a girl.
Elijah, voice-over yet each time that I am tempted
to surrender, I see it, the glimmer of goodness
that allows me to believe.
You're following me.
Maybe you're just in my way.
Agnes: I told you no good would come
from this unholy alliance of yours.
At least I'm doing something.
What about you?
Sabine, tell them what you saw.
It's the girl, the wolf.
I think it's a girl.
No. Wait.
Wait what?
Please tell me I'm not having a mini Klaus.
Hoc est infantima malom.
Nos omnia perdetu el eam.
Hoc est infantima malom.
Nos omnia perdetu el eam.
[Click]
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