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ELIJAH: Over the course
of my long life...

I have come to believe that we are bound
forever to those with whom we share blood.

And while we may not choose our family...

that bond can be
our greatest strength...

or our deepest regret.

This unfortunate truth has haunted me
for as long as I can recall.

What do you make of that?

No banner, no flag.

Floated in out of nowhere.

A miracle ship.

Why is it just sitting out there?

I suppose we ought to find out.

Where in hell is everyone?

Deserted.

Which makes everything
in the hold legally forfeit.

Take what suits you.

What do you make that?

Open it up.

What the hell?

REBEKAH: Hello.

Hm...

Lovely to see
such a handsome face

after a long journey.

Can I eat him, brother?

ELIJAH: I'd rather you didn't.

There's no need to be afraid.

You'll do exactly as I say.

You'll remember nothing.

I will remember nothing.

We have had a very
long journey,

wherein which, unfortunately,

we lost all of our crew.

Therefore, I would ask you
to kindly transport

our belongings to the shore.

What kind
of hell demons are you?

REBEKAH: We're vampires, darling.

The Original vampires.

Rebekah, Elijah.

Our brothers, Kol and Finn,
may they rest in peace.

KLAUS: Are we saving
the best for last?

And our half-brother Niklaus.

Ignore him.
He's a beast.

(LAUGHS)

(BODY THUDS)

We fled Europe and
survived the seas.

Would you rather
I arrive hungry

on the shores
of our new homeland?

Niklaus, your manners are,
as always, without equal.

Sir, would you be so
good as to tell us

where it is that
we have landed?

The French colony of Louisiana.

Off the shores of a town
they've named New Orleans.

Well, thank you so much.

Oh, I do recommend
that you find yourself

further assistance
for the luggage.

My sincere apologies.

CAMI: So, what brings you
to the Big Easy?

I used to live here.

Really? When?

Oh, feels like
a hundred years ago.

I just moved here myself.

What brought you back?

Well, my brother
is here somewhere.

I'm afraid he might have gotten himself
into a bit of a bind.

You say that like it's
a common occurrence.

Well, he's complicated...

Defiant. Ill-mannered.
And a little temperamental.

See, we don't share
the same father.

Of course,
that never bothered me,

but my brother
resents it deeply.

Never felt like he belonged.

All told, he has a long history

of getting himself
into trouble.

And I'm guessing
you have a long history

of getting him out of it.

What kind of bind
is your brother in?

He believes there are
people in this town

that are conspiring
against him.

Wow.
Narcissistic and paranoid.

Sorry. Bartender with a grad degree
in psychology.

Total cliché.

Listen, Camille.

I'm looking for someone
who might shed some light

on his current predicament.

She works here.
Jane-Anne Deveraux.

Any idea where
I might find her?

No, but I know
someone who might.

Welcome to New Orleans,

in the crown jewel
of the Crescent City,

the French Quarter.

Jazz and jambalaya,
romance and poetry,

not to mention things
that go bump in the night.

Monsters that feed
off human blood.

Vengeful spirits of the dead.

And my personal favorite,
the witches.

Here we have the voodoo shop
Jardin Gris.

Go in, browse for a hex.

Are you gonna continue
following me, Elijah...

or do you want to talk?

You know who I am.

Original vampire,
always wears a suit.

You and your family are
famous amongst the witches.

Especially with
your brother back in town.

Well, Niklaus is here
because he learned

that a witch was
conspiring against him,

someone by the name
of Jane-Anne Deveraux.

Well, if he's looking for Jane-Anne,
he's a little late.

Are you telling me she's dead?

Come on.

Her sister Sophie is gonna
wanna talk to you.

That's Jane-Anne?

Killed in public
for anyone to find.

Only people come 'round here
are the witches.

Now her sister has come
to take her body.

Her spirit can't rest
until it's been

properly interred
in the cemetery.

Please tell me that my brother
had nothing to do with this.

No. Jane-Anne died because
she got caught doing magic.

What do you mean,
she got caught doing magic?

(MAN WHISTLES)

You want to know
who killed Jane-Anne?

You're about to get your first glimpse
of Marcel in action.

The vampire Marcel?

Things have changed since your family
left town, and Marcel has changed.

I'm asking you, stay hidden.

If Marcel finds out that a witch
lured the Originals back into town,

my people will be slaughtered.

Well, well, well.
What have we here?

I got to tell you, Soph,
this street corner

is not proving the luckiest spot
for your family tonight.

(GROWLING)

Not half an hour ago,
we had to teach

your sister a little lesson.

We're putting her
to rest, Marcel.

Leave us alone.

I never said you
could move the body.

Matter of fact,
I left her here for a reason.

Send a message.

If anybody is thinking
of joining some kind of rebellion,

my rules state that witches
can't practice magic in the Quarter,

and yet a little birdie
informed me

that Jane-Anne
was cooking up

something magically delicious.

Oh, yeah,

while I have you,
quick Q and A.

My old friend,
the hybrid, Klaus,

he just happened to
show up out of the blue.

Asking for, of
all people, Jane-Anne.

Any idea why?

I don't know.

Witches don't get involved
in vampire business.

Hm.

That would be pretty stupid...

that's for sure.

Tell you what.

Go back to the restaurant.

Cook up some
of that famous gumbo.

Keep those tourists happy.

- Take the body.
- What?!

No. Stop. Stop. Marcel!

MARCEL: I'm gonna hold on
to your sister's body,

in case maybe you remember
why Klaus is here.

SOPHIE: Marcel, please.

Her body won't be at peace.

Not my problem.

You mean to tell me,
after all these years,

- Marcel is alive and well?
- Quite.

Our brother seems to have
wandered into a war zone,

and I haven't been
able to find him.

Marcel, who Klaus sired
and brought up

beneath his own wing,
now rules a menagerie

of savage vampires
running wild,

killing in public for
any human to come upon.

Witches are held
in subjugation.

I doubt Niklaus had any idea

what he was walking into.

Sorry.
What was that?

I stopped paying attention
at "our brother."

Rebekah.

Our hateful, traitorous bastard
of a brother,

who's negated any sympathy

I once had for him
by his repeated efforts

to ensure neither you
nor I know happiness

outside of his own
selfish universe.

Always and forever, Rebekah.

That is what we once
swore to each other.

Consider this me
calling take-backs.

Oh, you've called take-backs dozens
of times over the centuries.

And yet when our father found us
and chased us from this very city...

I may be old, Elijah,
but I'm hardly senile.

I know very well
I stuck with Klaus.

And not three years later
he stuck a silver dagger

in my chest and sent me into
a magical slumber for 90 years.

Do you know why?

Because I had
the audacity to try

and live my life
on my own without him.

No. I believe our brother
is in trouble.

So whatever is going on
between Marcel and the witches,

it's dire enough that
they'd risk

bringing an Original
back to town.

The witches
have lured him here.

I'd like to know Why.

You got me into this, Jane.

Give me the strength
to finish it.

(DOOR SLAMS)

The doors work, you know.

You're doing magic?

I'm praying to my dead sister.

Go ahead.
Pay your respects.

Ah! Don't make this
a thing, Sophie.

The Hybrid was looking
for Jane-Anne.

Marcel wants to know why.

I'd say ask her yourself,
but I guess you can't,

seeing as Marcel killed her.

- (GROWLING)
- Ah!

(GRUNTING)

I'm Elijah.

Have you heard of me?

Yes.

So why don't you tell me

what business your family has
with my brother?

This is sacred ground,

which means vampires
have to be invited in.

But since I'm desperate,
come on in.

We can talk freely here.

Then I suggest
you start talking.

What did your sister
want with Niklaus?

Isn't it obvious?

We have a vampire problem,
and we need help.

Marcel has an army backing him.

The witches have been
trying to fight back.

We haven't had much luck

until my sister
Jane-Anne met a girl.

A werewolf passing
through the Quarter

from a small town in Virginia.

She had a special
connection to your brother.

What kind of connection?

Apparently, they spent
some time together.

One thing led to another,

and now this special
werewolf girl,

she's pregnant, and the father

of the child she's carrying

is your brother, Klaus.

It's impossible.

Nothing is impossible,

especially not when it comes
to your brother.

Think about it.

They call him
the Hybrid, right?

Bring her out.

(GATE CREAKING)

Who the hell are you?

Give us a moment, please.

So, have they been holding you here
against your will?

They lured me out to the bayou
and grabbed me.

Then they did all these
weird, witchy tests.

Not that I understand
how this could happen.

I mean, vampires are dead.

They can't have children.

Perhaps if you knew
my brother's story,

it might explain
how this is possible.

Here.
If I may.

What are you doing?

Relax.

If you open your mind to me...

I can show you.

In the beginning,
our family was human.

A thousand years ago now.

Come on, Henry, our brothers
are fighting again.

ELIJAH: Although our mother
dabbled in the dark arts,

we were largely just a family
trying to survive

at a time when it was quite
difficult to do so.

And, for better or worse,
we were happy.

That is, however,
until one night

our youngest brother was killed

by our village's greatest threat.

Brother!

Men that could transform themselves
into wolves during the full moon.

Our family was devastated.

None more than Niklaus.

Desperate to protect
the rest of us,

our father forced
our mother to call

upon her black magic
in order to make us stronger.

Drink!

Drink!

Thus, the first
vampires were born.

But with this speed,
this strength,

this immortality
came a terrible hunger.

No one felt this hunger
more than Niklaus.

When he killed for the first time,

we knew what he truly was.

(SCREAMING)

Niklaus!

What is happening to me?

No, don't! Don't!

Father! It hurts!

(SCREAMING)

He's a beast.
An abomination.

He wasn't just a vampire.

He was also a werewolf.

That's how the werewolf
curse works.

It isn't activated
until you take a life.

Niklaus was the result
of an indiscretion

our mother had hidden
from us all.

An affair with
a werewolf like yourself.

Infuriated by this betrayal,

my father forced our mother
to cast a spell that would

suppress Klaus' werewolf side,
denying him any connection

with his true self.

Elijah, Elijah.
Hold him down.

Brother!
Please don't let them do this to me.

Do it now, boy! Now!

Help me.

Your dad was a dick.

(CHUCKLES)

I'm Hayley, by the way.

You should probably
know my name

if you're gonna tell me
your whole life story.

I mean, I know yours.

Your family is legendary.

Your brother is
a notorious psycho,

who I slept with.
Classic me.

I cannot excuse his behavior,

but you must understand

that our father hunted him,

hunted us for centuries.

Every time we found
a moment of happiness,

we were forced to flee,
even here in New Orleans,

where we were happiest of all.

Not long after
Niklaus broke the spell

which prevented him
from becoming the Hybrid...

he defeated our father.

I thought this
would make him happy.

He was angrier than ever.

I wonder if, perhaps, this baby

might be a way
for my brother to find happiness.

A way to save him from himself.

I'm glad you feel that way.

Because we need your help.

What, precisely,
is it that you want,

and what does it have to do
with this young woman?

We want to run Marcel
and his vampires out of town.

Klaus is the key.

Everything Marcel knows
about being a vampire,

he learned from Klaus.

Marcel trusts him.
Looks up to him.

He won't see the betrayal coming.

Yes. Well, as I'm sure
you're aware,

my brother Niklaus
doesn't like to be told what to do.

That's why I brought you here.

Marcel drove the werewolves
out of town decades ago.

Do you really think
he's going to welcome

a Hybrid baby
to the neighborhood?

Convince Klaus to help us

and no one has to know
about the newest member

of the Original family.

That sounds remarkably
like blackmail.

Like I said, I'm desperate.

Well, then.

I have my work cut out for me,
don%I?

Evening, Elijah.

Niklaus.

What an entirely
unwelcome surprise.

And what an entirely
unsurprising welcome.

Come with me.

I'm not going anywhere
until I find out

who's conspiring against me.

I believe I just
found that out for you.

No. It's impossible.

I said the same thing myself.

This is a lie.
You're all lying.

Vampires cannot procreate.

But werewolves can.

Magic made you a vampire...

but you were born a werewolf.

You're the Original Hybrid,

the first of your kind,

and this pregnancy
is one of nature's loopholes.

You've been with someone else.
Admit it!

Hey, I've spent days held captive

in a freakin' alligator bayou

because they think
that I'm carrying

some magical miracle baby.

Don't you think
I would've 'fessed up

if it wasn't yours?

My sister gave her life
to perform the spell

she needed to confirm
this pregnancy.

Because of Jane-Anne's sacrifice,

the lives of this girl and her baby

are now controlled by us.

We can keep them safe.

Or we can kill them.

If you don't help us
take down Marcel,

so help me,
Hayley won't live long enough

to see her first
maternity dress.

Wait, what?

Enough of this. If you want
Marcel dead, he's dead.

- I'll do it myself.
- No.

We can't.
Not yet.

We have a clear plan
that we need to follow,

and there are rules.

How dare you command me.

Threaten me with what you

wrongfully perceive
to be my weaknesses?

This is a pathetic deception.

I won't hear any more lies.

ELIJAH: Niklaus.

Listen.

(HEART BEATING FAINTLY)

(HEART BEATING)

Kill her, and the baby.

What do I care?

Screw this.
I'm out of here.

No one touches the girl.

I'll fix this.

ELIJAH: Niklaus.

It's a trick, Elijah.

No, brother.
It's a gift.

It's your chance.
It's our chance.

To what?

To start over.
Take back everything we lost,

everything that was
taken from us.

Niklaus, our own parents
came to despise us.

Our family was ruined.

We were ruined.
And since then,

all that you have ever wanted,

all that we have ever wanted...

was a family.

I will not be manipulated.

So they're manipulating you,
so what?

With them, this girl
and her child,

your child...

live.

I'm gonna kill
every last one of them.

And then what?

Then you return to Mystic Falls

to resume your life
as the hated one?

As the evil Hybrid?

Is it so important to you
that people quake with fear

at the sound of your name?

People quake with fear
because I have the power

to make them afraid.

What will this child offer me?

Will it guarantee me power?

Family is power, Niklaus.

Love, loyalty, that's power.

This is what we swore to
one another a thousand years ago

before life tore away
what little humanity

you had left.
Before ego, before anger,

before paranoia created
in this person before me...

someone I can barely even
recognize as my own brother.

This is us.

The Original Family.

We remain together,
always and forever.

I am asking you to stay here.

I will help you,
and I will stand by you.

I will be your brother.

We will build
a home here together.

So, save this girl.

Save your child.

No.

Marcel and his vampires
are out of control.

Something had to be done.

And the solution is to
bring in more vampires?

Sophie: These aren't just
any vampires, Agnes.

They're the Originals.

What makes you think you
can control the Hybrid?

ELIJAH: She can't.

Not entirely certain
that I can, either.

But now that your coven
has drawn his ire,

I have a question.

What prevents my brother
from murdering you

instead of cooperating?

Ow!

What the hell?

The spell my sister performed,

the one that got her killed,

it didn't just
confirm the pregnancy,

it linked me to Hayley.

So anything
that happens to me, happens to her.

Which means her life is in my hands.

Klaus may not care
about his own child,

but it's very clear what
it already means to you.

If I have to hurt Hayley, or worse,

to ensure that I have your attention,
I will.

You would dare threaten
an Original?

I have nothing to lose.

You have until midnight

to get Klaus to change his mind.

(CROWD CHEERING)

♪ (ROCK MUSIC PLAYS) ♪

Hey, man.
Where'd you run off to?

Someone put you in a mood.

What can I do?

What you can do is,
you can tell me what

this thing is you have
with the witches.

You know I owe you everything I got.

But I'm afraid I have
to draw the line on this one.

This is my business.

I control the witches in my town.

Let's just leave it at that.

- Your town?
- Damn straight.

(LAUGHS)

That's funny because when I left
a hundred years ago,

you were just a pathetic,
little scrapper.

Still trembling from the lashes
of the whips

of those who would keep you down.

And now look at you.
Master of your domain.

(MUSIC STOPS ABRUPTLY)

Prince of the city.

I'd like to know how.

Why?

Jealous?

Hey, man, I get it.

Three-hundred years ago
you helped build

a backwater penal colony
into something.

You started it,
but then you left.

Actually, you ran from it.

I saw it through.
Look around.

Vampires rule this city now.

I got rid of the werewolves.

I even found a way
to shut down the witches.

The blood never stops flowing,
and the party never ends.

You wanna pass on through?

You wanna stay a while?

Great.
What's mine is yours,

but it is mine.

My home.
My family. My rules.

And if someone breaks those rules?

They die.

Mercy is for the weak.

You taught me that, too.

And I'm not
the Prince of the Quarter, friend.

I'm the King!

Show me some respect.

(GROWLING)

Your friend will be dead
by the weekend.

Which means I've broken
one of your rules...

and yet I cannot be killed.

I am immortal.

Who has the power now, friend?

ELIJAH: He's willing
to give up everything.

Come on, Elijah.
Does that really surprise you?

I can already see it.

He's spiraling.

He's lashing out in blind rage.

You know, the last time
I saw him like this

it lasted two hundred years.

Then leave him to his
temper tantrum and come home.

With any luck,
this misadventure

will allow us a reprieve
from all of his insanity.

He was so close.

When he heard the baby's heartbeat,
I could see it in his eyes.

He...
He wanted it.

He could almost taste happiness.

And now his temper
has destroyed it.

Even if I was to return
him to sanity,

he just lost Marcel's trust.

So...

I'm almost out
of time to get the girl.

Get her?

Have you lost your mind?

Are we running an orphanage now?

Say what you will about Niklaus,

but on my life,

I'm not letting anything happen
to that baby.

You find him,
and then you call me.

Don't worry.
I know how to deal with Klaus.

ELIJAH: Is that so?

Please elaborate.

Elijah Mikaelson.

No. I got it.
It's all good.

It's time we had a little chat.

Well, if you're gonna talk, talk.

I got things to do.

Oh, my, you have grown
quite confident

over the last century,
haven't you?

Me? I'd say it's you
and your brother got cocky,

coming to my town
like you own the place.

Well, we did own the place, once.

We were all quite happy here,
as I recall.

Although we could never control

those pesky witches
at the French Quarter.

How do you do it?

(SIGHS)

Your brother asked me
the same question.

I gave him the same answer:
it's my business.

Everything in the Quarter
is my business.

Klaus comes into town
all nice and friendly.

Then he starts looking
down his nose at what I done,

like it's some cheap knock off
of one of his dumb paintings.

Then he gets pissed off
like a little bitch

and bites one of my guys.

Well, I do apologize for
Klaus' poor behavior.

I assume you know
that that bite

will kill your friend
within a matter of clays.

Of course,
Niklaus' blood would cure him.

What?

Yes. Apparently, the blood of the
Hybrid will cure a werewolf bite.

Quite a handy little thing

when one needs leverage
in negotiation.

What kind of negotiations
we talking about?

Return the body of
the witch Jane-Anne,

allow her people
to put her to rest.

What do you care
about the witches?

Well, that's my business now,
isn't it?

His time is up.

What are you gonna do now, Sophie?

(SIGHS) I'm gonna do what I said
I was gonna do.

What? Kill the girl?
Kill yourself?

Klaus does not care
about the child.

ELIJAH: I do.

And I bring proof
of my intent to help you.

The body of your fallen friend,

which I procured
from Marcel himself.

Jane-Anne?

May she be granted peace.

Klaus will agree to your terms.

I just need a little more time.

You had your time.
It's passed.

Shut up, Agnes.

For now, accept the deal.

The girl and the child
remain unharmed...

or Klaus will kill you all.

And I will help him.

(FAINT GROWLING)

Have I not made clear
my desire to be left alone?

Well, you demand
to be left alone

at least once a decade.

Your words have ceased
to have impact.

Why must you keep harping on
about the baby?

That child will never be born.

In fact, Hayley is
probably dead already.

You will not walk away from this.

Let me go.

I will not!

Don't make me say it again.

I will not let go.
I will never let go.

Even if I have to spend eternity

saving you from your own
stubborn, petulant, vile self.

If I have to beat you as
father used to beat you

to remind you
of your own humanity.

To care about anything.

(GRUNTING)

(CLATTERING)

You're beyond pathetic, Elijah.

Who's more pathetic?

The one who sees hope to
make his family whole...

or the coward who can only see
the world through his own fear?

I haven't cared about
anything for centuries.

Why on earth do you?

Because I failed you.

Because the first time
our father laid a hand on you,

I should've struck him dead.

And I made a promise to you.

Always.
Forever.

Family above all.

(LAUGHS)

You are a sentimental fool.

Perhaps.

But I've lasted this long in spite of it,
haven%I?

ELIJAH: The bond of family blesses us
with an immeasurable power.

(CELL PHONE VIBRATING)

But we also
must accept what comes with it.

It gives us a responsibility,
to love without condition.

Without apology.

We can never waiver
from the power of that bond,

even when it is tested.

The bond nourishes us,
gives us strength.

Without that power,
we are nothing.

This town was my home once,
and in my absence,

Marcel has got everything
I ever wanted.

Power.
Loyalty.

Family.

I made him in my image,
and he has bettered me.

I want what he has.

I want it back.

I want to be king.

ELIJAH: So, is that all
this child means to you?

A grab for power?

What does it mean to you?

I think...

this child could offer you
the one thing

that you've never
believed you had.

And what's that?

The unconditional
love of family.

Tell Sophie Deveraux
we have a deal.

(CLEARS THROAT, COUGHS)

You all right?

Just dust.

This place is ancient.

Yes.
It should serve our purposes.

It's a sanctuary from
our business in the Quarter.

Right now, you're the most
important person in this family.

You need a good home.

So, I'm curious.

In all this time, has anyone
asked you how you feel?

About having a miracle baby
with a psychotic one-night stand?

About being a mother.

I...

I was abandoned when I was born,

and my adoptive parents
kicked me out

the second that I turned into a wolf.

So, I don't really know how I feel
about being a mother

because I never
really had a good one.

I will always protect you.

You have my word on that.

And noble Elijah
always keeps his word.

Is it done?

As a matter of fact, yes.

Your underhanded deal
worked quite well.

Marcel was only too happy
to accept my blood,

even as he accepted
my heartfelt apologies.

His man Thierry yet lives

and I remain a welcome guest
in the French Quarter.

My only concern now

is this coven
of impudent witches.

I believe them to be honorable.

They did release Hayley to me.

Although they haven't been
entirely forthcoming.

Marcel obviously has something
that they need.

They don't want him dead.

There must be a reason why.

I assume it's all quiet out there?

The witches know better
than to use magic.

They know I can sense it
when they do.

What about the old ones?

They're dangerous,
and I don't want them to hurt you.

The Originals?

Davina, as powerful as you are?

They don't stand a chance.

ELIJAH: In addition
to the secret weapon

he uses to control the witches,

Marcel has assembled
a small army of vampires.

Working together,
we could destroy them from the inside.

And what of Rebekah?

Has she stopped her
pouting long enough

to join the fun?

(SIGHS)

She has made her
disinterest quite clear.

One too many times daggered
and shoved in a box, I gather?

Or, perhaps, she doesn't share

your unwavering belief
that I can be saved.

Rebekah may surprise us yet.

After all, we all
swore the same vow.

I hope she stays far away.

Because in my desire
to reclaim this town,

to steal from Marcel that which
he holds most dear,

I have realized one massive
vulnerability.

One weakness that
Marcel could exploit.

And what is that?

You.

(SHOUTS)

Forgive me, my brother.

There is no power in love.

Mercy makes you weak.

Family makes you weak.

If I'm going to win this war...

I have to do it alone.

(English - US SDH)