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Previously on The Originals...
A thousand years ago,

we three made an eternal vow,
always and forever.

Well, that vow
now includes my daughter.

Hope’s gone.
You said there was
a way to save her.

If we pull the Hollow
out of Hope, then I need a place

that’s connected to Hope
to put it.

When this spell is over, you’ve
got to get away from each other

and you have
to stay away from Hope.

Nik, you have pushed it
too far this time.

If the Mikaelsons
come together,

it will signal darkness
like we’ve never known.

Yes, it does appear
to be escalating.

It is bloody biblical
is what it is.

Declan sent these
to tide you over

until your date tomorrow.

If you don’t marry
that guy, I will.

Rebekah Mikaelson,

the love of all my lives,

will you marry me?

You going somewhere?
I got suspended.

Hope Marshall got suspended?

Hope gave a Crescent pack
boy at her school

some of her blood

so he could...
Become a hybrid?

I made a mistake.

No one wants
any trouble, Hayley.

We just want the hybrid.

They want to kill me now...
Henry, feel better.

That’s weird.
I actually feel better.

Because you’re sired to me.

Where’s your mom?
I don’t know.

She said she’d only be gone
a few minutes,

but then she never came back.

Dad?
I was looking for your mother.

She’s missing.
I’m on my way.

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Do you know what it means

To miss New Orleans?

And miss it
each night and day

I know I’m not wrong

The feeling’s
getting stronger

The longer I stay away

Miss them moss-covered vines

The tall sugar pines

Where mockingbirds
used to sing...

Demitte moi, demitte moi.

The lazy Mississippi

A-hurryin’ in...

Dad!

Get out!

Do you know what it means
to miss New Orleans

When that’s where
you left your heart.

Sister.

The years have been kind to you.

Well, you know, just sun block,
the love of a good woman

and literal witchcraft.

You can’t stay. Hope’s home.

I have no interest in
infecting my daughter

with this darkness.

Once we’ve found her mother,

I’ll crawl back
to whence I came.

Freya, this city reeks of blood

like it hasn’t
since the War of 1812.

Yeah, well,
you’re to blame this time.

I know you spoke with Elijah
and then hours later,

it rained red.

No story

that begins with water
turning into blood

has ever ended in triumph.

I need to leave

or things are
gonna get worse.

Tell me about Hayley.

Tried every
locator spell I know

in every language
I know and I...

Dad?

MARCEL: The Crescent City,
she gives and gives,

but hell if it doesn’t hurt
when she takes.

We raise a glass
to a woman who relished

in the joy of New Orleans,

and then fell prey
to her, as many do.

To Poppy, who
lived a century

and was still taken
far too soon.

To Poppy.

Wild, hungry arms

Wild,
hungry arms

You give me all the love
I need...

But if I die, no tequila.

No, I want wailing,
sobbing in the streets,

rainbow flags
waving at half-mast.

I’m sorry, Josh. I know
she was a friend.

So, that’s it?

A toast

What about justice?

Excuse me.

It was a beautiful speech,
your majesty,

but Poppy wasn’t prey
to the city of New Orleans.

She was gutted
by a jacked-up half-breed

who can’t control
his aggression.

Greta, he’s 15.

Hayley and the Crescents
will handle Henry.

The Crescents

are building their float

and toasting
to a prosperous year.

And don’t worry
’bout tomorrow...

They’re protecting him.

’Cause my heart
is full of you

Yeah, my heart
is full of you

Wild
Ooh, ah, ah...

Look, don’t worry about her.

She’s been here for
a couple of years now,

but overall, she’s a
pretty upstanding citizen.

We’re all just a little on edge
at the smell of blood.

I don’t like her tone.

When there’s one voice of
dissent, there’s usually more.

Wild...

What have you heard?

These noisy voices, phony...

Yeah, all right.

Uh, a few people are suggesting

that you can’t be the king
of the vampires because...

well, because
you’re not a vampire.

Hey, they have a point.
I mean, that hybrid bite

that could wipe
the rest of us out,

basically just a hickey to you.

And no three-to-five,
you’re doing life, so

Please don’t knock
over my heart...

Excuse me a minute.

’Cause my heart
is full of you...

You can’t be here.

Crashing a funeral--

my favorite way
to spend a Friday night.

It’s good to see you, Marcellus,

after all this time.

Sorry about Rebekah.

Oh, I’m sure you are.

It’s good to see you, too.

Why are you here?

Hayley’s missing.

It’s been days.

Don’t worry, I’ll stick
to the shadows,

but there’s certain leads
I can’t follow.

What do you need from me?

Americano
with extra remorse.

I’m sorry I haven’t
called you back.

A family emergency.

Yeah, well, it’s gonna take

something a hell of a lot
stronger than an apology coffee

for a Mikaelson
family emergency.

Yeah, well, I thought
you might say that,

so that’s more whiskey
than it is coffee.

Take a big gulp,

because you should know
Klaus is in town.

You see, I knew that that

blood rain had something
to do with your siblings.

And the weatherman
was talking

about some "freak
meteorological phenomenon,"

but ain’t nobody stupid

because I know what blood

in my eyes feels like, huh?

Hayley’s missing, Vincent.

Klaus

is in town to find her,
which he will,

and then he’s going to leave.

And so will Keelin and I.

But, hey,
in the meantime,

why don’t you ask
the Oracle of Jackson Square

what to do next.

I need something
serious, Freya.

I’m being serious.

Look, if something sends a
shiver down your spine, ask Ivy.

And...

after she reads your palm,

maybe she’ll
let you palm her...

All right.

No crystal ball puns
for you.

Freya Mikaelson.

I’m gonna miss you
when you go.

Yeah.

Marshall.

Uh...

Roman.

You’re at my house.

Yeah. I-I needed to
talk to you, so, uh...

Oh. Um, how do you know
where I live?

Oh. Well, Saltzman’s got parent
contacts in his file cabinet.

Which is where he keeps
his emergency bourbon,

so I’m intimately familiar.

Oh.
Can I come in?

Mm-hmm.

You know I’m a vampire, right?

Mm-hmm.

So I, uh...

kind of need you
to say it out loud.

Oh. Right.

Yeah. Come in.

Cute jammies.

Um, so why do you need
to talk to me?

Yeah. Um...

Look, people are saying all this
stuff about Henry at school.

That he died.

And that he killed himself.

You know, your friends
bullied him all the time.

He went through hell.

I know. Okay?
That’s why I’m here.

I should pay my
respects or something.

I let them push him around.

Make fun of his
poetry, his clothes.

And now...

I can’t sleep.

Henry’s not dead.

He’s fine.

Look, I have to get dressed;
I have somewhere to be.

Could you, like, turn?

Oh. Yeah.

Yeah.

Where are you going?

It’s barely even dawn.

It’s a long story.

Lizzie Saltzman said she saw
Henry jump from the turret.

A werewolf wouldn’t
survive that kind of fall.

Yeah. Well, Lizzie also said

that I exploded an orphanage
with my brain when I was eight.

You can,
uh, look now.

Yeah, I-I heard that one.

I also heard you’re
a long-lost Romanian princess.

So...

what is your secret, Marshall?

Could y...
could you maybe wait here?

I won’t be long.

Yeah.

They’ve got me all wrong,
you know.

Truth is,

I exploded an orphaned
Romanian princess with my brain.

Brat had it coming, though.

You know, for a gent
with a missing paramour,

you’re awfully chipper.

You might avoid sneaking up on a
bloke with a blade in his hand.

Where’s Hayley Marshall?

Best guess: roaming
about her giant house

sorting out inspired new ways
to be emotionally unavailable.

Who the hell’s asking?

My name

is Klaus Mikaelson.

Doesn’t ring a bell.

Does Hayley have any enemies?

Enemies?

Nah.

She’s a single mother,
not a supervillain.

You’re Hope’s father,
aren’t you?

You look like her,
round the eyes.

If you don’t
cooperate, Declan,

"round the eyes" is
where I’m gonna start

carving off pieces of you.

Hayley stood me up, okay?

It’s not exactly rare.

I figured, hell, Hope’s dad
must have done a number on her.

Well,
since you’re obviously
a right ray of sunshine,

it must have been someone else
broke her heart-- and Hope’s.

Don’t say my
daughter’s name.
Really?

Look around.

I’m here...

birthdays, holidays.

We’ve been teaching
her to drive.

Where the hell were you?

You are utterly
disposable.

Seriously, Dad?

Looks like you need

to go back to the butcher’s
immediately.

You won’t remember

meeting me today.

Ah.

Mornin’, kid.
Um...

I’ll be back.

I forgot to stop
by the Shank.

But saved you a bread
pudding in the fridge.

Your favorite.

Go home, Hope.

You’re
not even gonna look at me?

Mom’s missing, Dad.

I’m scared.

We’re too close.

I can hear the whispers:
you must, too.

Let me help you find her.
If you don’t do as I say,

I’ll have Freya bind you
to the compound with a spell.

I don’t want it to come to that.

Go home.

Oh, guys, behave.

We’re not looking for trouble.

We’re here for answers.

Yeah, sorry about the,
uh, beeramid, though.

Where’s your alpha?

We were wondering
the same thing.

Hayley made a whole bunch
of promises

before she locked herself up
in her castle with her daughter.

Now, I hear she was planning
on giving that hybrid

some lessons in
self-control.

Is there any chance that he, uh,

didn’t like the sound of that?

I’m guessing that racing
heartbeat in the cabin is his.

Doesn’t matter.

You’re not invited in.

Yeah?

Well...

I will happily smoke him out.

The king of the city
doesn’t require an invitation.

The king?

Well, feel free
to put a tariff on my tea.

You’re not getting your hands
on that boy.

Vincent, what
can I do for you?

Well... you can do for me
the exact same thing

you do for
everybody else--

look into the future
and reassure me

that the sky ain’t gonna fall
on top of my head.

I’m sorry, I can’t.

I mean, I got money.

It’s not that.

You’re not asking
about a new job

or whether you dump
a girlfriend.

You have greater questions.

I don’t believe in that.

Now, you are known
to be the greatest seer

in New Orleans,
and you mean to tell me

that you don’t believe
in the future?

I don’t believe in looking
further than one ought to.

I don’t believe that endings
are written in advance.

That’s what you’re
here for, isn’t it?

You want to know
about the end.

I cannot get through my day

without having the feeling
that the world

might crack open at any moment.

Now, if I’m the only person
who is feeling that way,

then maybe I’m the only person
who can do something about it.

So what I’m looking for

is some kind
of guidance.

Please.

Come on, Klaus.

A little good news
would go a long way.

Maybe I can help with that.

You’re early.
I’m early.

You’re here.
I’m here.

You’re here. Oh...
Yes, baby.

Hi.
Hi.

:
I don’t feel well.

I’m so hungry.

You should stay away from me.
No.

The Crescents
won’t protect me now that...

Now that you’re a hybrid?

They will, Henry.

Hayley’s like you.
She’s been busy

with Hope, but
she stood up

for you.

She won’t do
that again.

What do you mean?

Henry...

what did you do?

Just trust me.

I have to run.

That wouldn’t
end well.

You invited me in
last summer.

Aiden’s brother’s birthday,
remember?

We were friends once, Lisina.

Don’t let him take me.

Look, Henry killed a cool person
who didn’t deserve to die.

He can’t just go back
to geometry class,

and I think you know that.

Marcel has two rules.

First, he doesn’t
kill vampires.

Henry will be punished,
but he’ll survive.

What’s the sentence?

200 years in the
head garden? No.

Look, my second rule is:
nobody hurts kids.

I won’t ruin his life;
he’ll just do a few years.

Look at him.

He’s a nice kid.

Not when he’s wracked
by bloodlust.

He needs to dry out,
take his punishment.

When he gets out,
he’ll be one of my guys, okay?

I don’t care if he’s
half werewolf or half mermaid--

I protect my guys.

Henry,

this is the only way
I know how to protect you.

I’ll be right here

waiting for you after.

No. Please.

Marcel.

No.

You can come in.

Oh.

Uh...

you weren’t in my room--

I thought you left.

Still here.

You weren’t scared someone
would catch you sniffing around?

Well, according
to my school files,

I have a rebellious nature

and a callous disregard
for authority.

So... no.

Just ask.

Okay? I-I know
you want to.

This is like
a house of horrors.

Viking grimoires.

A million
weird knives.

And did you know you have a dead
redhead wrapped in a sheet

in your parlor?

Yeah. That’s my dad’s crazy ex.

It’s a sleeping spell.

Just no one really knows
what to do with her.

Normal.

Hey.

Look, I can keep a secret.

I got plenty of my own.

So, what are you?

My name is...

Hope Mikaelson.

My grandmother practically
invented dark magic.

My mom is the Crescent alpha.

And...

my dad is...

Niklaus Mikaelson.

So that makes you...

The mythical tribrid freak show.

Okay, uh, underage
hybrid chained up

in my house-- to be clear, the
optics on this are not awesome.

I thought you
were gonna bury me alive.

Well, first we got
a few questions.

Let’s call it
a fair trial.

All right, we heard
what you said to Lisina.

Why don’t you think
Hayley Marshall’s

gonna keep protecting you?

Where is she?

I don’t know.

What did you do to her?
Nothing.

I don’t...
I don’t know where she is.

Just please don’t ask me
any more questions.

I mean, look at him.
He’s a gnat.

I mean, there’s no way you took
on Hayley Marshall by yourself.

Henry.

Who are you protecting?

His sire.

So...

your blood turns
werewolves into...

vampire hybrids.

And my kiss turns princes
into frogs.

Maybe. The theory
remains untested.

It must have
been so lonely,

keeping your life a
secret all this time.

Hope!

You have to go.

He will literally wear
your spine as a necklace. Leave.

Please tell me it isn’t true.

What have you done
with your mother?

Well, it’s not the
botanical gardens,

but I guess it’ll do
for a reading.

This is where
you were gonna take me

on a first date, isn’t it?

I suppose it’s kind of pointless

to try to hide anything
from a mind reader, huh?

I don’t read minds.

When I ask the earth a question,

I can taste its truth
on my tongue.

So...

Ask your question.

Now, if there’s anybody
who can cause the collapse

of New Orleans
the way we know it,

it’s Klaus Mikaelson, so...

go ahead and ask about him.

It’s the empress.

Oh, Vincent.

This isn’t about Klaus at all.

It’s about his daughter.

Do you have any idea
what you’ve done?

I knew it would take
something big to bring you home.

So you had your
little hybrid friend
attack your mother?

Henry just did
the heavy lifting.

And "attack" is a
really strong word.

Mom’s fine.

In a really nice coffin,
sleeping.

I cloaked her in a sleeping
spell that I wrote myself.

Oh, well, in that case,
I’ve never been prouder.

Where is she?

You’re just gonna
go disappear again

if I tell you.

Hope, you are in danger
when we’re in proximity.

I know you feel that.

The dark magic
inside us

manifests itself in ugly ways.

We could be putting others
in danger, too.

The whole city.

I don’t care!

This is not a debate, Hope!

Well, at least Hayley’s safe.

I can’t believe Hope did this.

Oh, no, she’s, uh,
right on schedule.

My teenage temper tantrums

involved birds falling
out of the sky

and entire villages burning.

So... family tradition.

I’ll keep that in mind
if we ever have a daughter.

Since you agreed
to leave New Orleans with me,

I have come up with millions
of future possibilities.

Mm-hmm.
It’s all really
mushy and gross.

Yeah?

I just didn’t realize
how much this city suffocated me

until I left.

Keelin?
Mm

I have been suffocated, too.

It’s time we get to breathe.

The little girl I knew

would never have dreamed up
a scheme like this.

Well, sorry to disappoint you.

But that little girl
hadn’t read your memoirs.

You compelled

Cami O’Connell to
write your story.

About a guy
who used to put

his family members in coffins
and use them as leverage.

So you’ve studied my old tricks.

Did you learn this one?

She’s at St. Anne’s.

Get out of my head!
You could die, Hope.

Just by standing here,
I could be destroying you.

I’ll ask your mother
to take it easy on you.

Okay?

Good-bye, Hope.

I know some tricks, too.

All right, Henry’s
in my trunk. Let’s go.

Josh...

if any other vampires
ask about Hayley,

this is on Henry,
all right?

No mention of Hope.

Uh...

we can brick Henry up,

but we are still treating
the symptom, not the disease.

Because, like it or not,
Hope can make more hybrids.

She’s a problem.

All right, that’s not a request,

Josh, all right? That’s...

An order. Right?

Look, I get it-- you’re
going through a thing.

It’s not my business.

But New Orleans is.

You were gone;
I was here.

And I went seven years
without losing someone.

Got pretty damn used to it.

I know that it is hard to hear,

but Hope is a Mikaelson
on the brink,

and we have to prepare.

You called, you wrote letters,
then you stopped

You know why.
I didn’t think
I had to knock

before entering an astral plane.

Sorry I interrupted
your murder orgy.

You came to me that night

because cards and
letters weren’t enough.

I stopped them
for your own good.

You don’t know
what’s good for me.

You know,
you stir up these stories

about a crazy original
dropping bodies,

and people talk at school,

and I have to be
quiet little Hope Marshall,

when I am so mad
I want to scream.

Well, welcome
to the bloody party!

Before Hope
Mikaelson was born,

the French Quarter witch
Sabine Laurent swore:

"Nos omnia
perditu el eam."

The child will destroy us all.

Yeah, well,
I knew Sabine Laurent,

and she was a charlatan.

All right? She also had
some hidden agendas.

I know Hope Mikaelson,
and she’s just a child.

Then the cards will confirm it.

The sun.

This card is a sign
of good health and abundance.

The card of temperance
means peace.

The chariot card

is for triumph, success.

What’s happening?

All right,
the hangman is

for terrible sacrifice.

Devil is for bondage
and slavery and...

No.

The tower.

It’s calamity.

Famine, flood, fire.

That charlatan was
right, Vincent.

Hope Mikaelson will be
our downfall.

I was protecting you
when I left.

The horror in your
eyes that night

when you saw me is...
burned into my memory.

I was nine.

And I saw this scary monster

who looked like my dad...

who taught me

how to mix paint...

who called me a princess.

I didn’t know which
version of you was real.

And I waited for you
to explain it...

or apologize.

Or tell me that you loved me.

I waited for you for years.

But you didn’t come.

In my experience,

fathers cause pain.

Whether by their presence
or their absence,

there’s a certain type of ruin
that only a father can...

can leave behind.

And you...

you were such
a sweet little girl.

Perhaps I was always bound
to leave you broken.

You-you really think
I’m broken?

Maybe you’re right.

Maybe that little girl

you miss so much
would be better off

if she’d never loved you at all.

You can go now.

Hope, please...

Is it always like this?

The noise?

The hunger?

Be quiet. Try to be still
for the first few weeks.

You’ll desiccate faster.

It’ll be easier that way.

Not the best time
for a visit, but

I’ll take what I can get.

You busted me. Jerk.

I’m so sorry, Henry.

I never meant
for any of this to happen.

You have to do what I say,
remember?

Okay, so,

you’re going to be calm now.

When you get out,

I’ll be here,
and we’ll be friends.

If you get scared,

you’ll feel peace if you just
close your eyes and sing.

IVY:
Vincent, I’m sorry.

I know you came to me
for reassurance.

I should have never
agreed to this.

We got water turning to blood,

we got snakes
fleeing the river.

Let me tell you,
all of this is just

from passing interaction
between the Mikaelson siblings.

I’ve heard a hundred different
versions of this story.

All these stories end
in tragedy.
Mm.

New Orleans will be
taken to her knees.

No, no, no.

Now, Hope Mikaelson
may be strong enough

to destroy this city,
but she might also...

She might be strong enough
to be that spark

that ignites a revolution.

I mean, she’s just got
to change her course.

That was really nice,
what you did for Henry.

Great. I’ll give myself a point.

What?

It’s this weird thing
I did when I was little.

I-I get a point if I do
something nice, follow rules.

If I, uh,
have a bad thought, or...

lose my temper,
then I lose a point.

Oh, honey, you can’t put that
kind of pressure on yourself.

My family sacrificed
everything to save me.

I’m supposed to be worth it.

I mean, I’m supposed
to be better, right?

My dad thinks...

that I’m broken.

Um...

I don’t think that, um...

I don’t think
that he loves me anymore.

Hey.

He may not have the words
to tell you, but no matter what,

your dad will love
the very worst of you

until the oceans are dust.

You are worth every sacrifice.

And... you are good.

Period.

Show me anybody
who says otherwise,

I’ll eat ’em.

Oh, uh, I’m-I’m okay.
You-you don’t...

No, this hug isn’t for you.

It’s for me.

I kind of needed it.

I may need your
help waking her.

Hope was boasting
about a cloaking spell,

a sleeping spell.

Hayley?

Oh, my God.

Hope, we went to the church
to get your mother.

She wasn’t there.

What? No. I protected her.

I wrote

the perfect cloaking spell,
I kept her safe. I...

I don’t understand.
The

The coffin was destroyed.

Whatever happened to your mother

didn’t happen without a fight.

Look, I know
it wasn’t your intention

for someone to get hurt.

I know you did this because

I left you with no choice.

Sweetheart, look at me.

This... this is my fault.

I’m gonna fix it.

I’ve already spoken to Alaric.

You’ll go back
to Mystic Falls tonight.

I need to know you’re safe.

What is it?

Hope?

Go, go. You have to get out!

You have to get out.

I’ll find your mother.

And I swear
I’ll return her to you.

I love you.

Ostende det siste.

Ostende det siste.

Os...

I can’t feel any magic here.

I just feel Hayley’s... fear.

I need you to leave.

I’ll get the werewolves.

We’ll organize
a search party.

No, Keelin.
I need you to leave New Orleans.

I need you to go on your trip.

See the world.

Save people.

Breathe.

Stop.

Okay, we’re not doing this
again.

Okay? I can’t let you
stay here, Freya.

It is not an option.

I can’t be the reason
your whole life is on hold.

And I can’t be of any
use to my family--

to Hope-- with that burden.

Look, I love you, Freya.

I have loved you
through everything.

Let me be here for you.

I can’t, Keelin. I can’t.

I can’t love you and my
family at the same time.

I don’t want you to stay.

Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh

You did the right thing.

Come on, come on,
let’s go...

Henry’ll be okay, I promise.

Daywalkers,

nightwalkers,

witches and wolves.

I invited you here tonight

from all the corners
of this city to celebrate.

Tonight, justice was served.

Do you know what it means

To miss New Orleans

And miss it
each night and day?

The hybrid Henry will suffer his
punishment, and when he emerges,

New Orleans will open her arms
to him again.

Henry is a symbol
of the peace that we enjoy

when we serve New Orleans
first, and ourselves second.

Do you know what it means...
So dance,

drink, romance this city
as she deserves.

Tomorrow...

we do it again.

Hey, thanks for the ride
back to school.

Oh. Sure.

Hey...

is everything okay, Marshall?

My name’s not Marshall.

Right.

Hope.

Somebody help him!

Oh, my God.

Henry.

No. No.

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