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Previously on The Originals...

A thousand years ago, we three made

an eternal vow. Always and forever.

- That vow now includes my daughter.
- Hope's gone.

She's the Hollow now.

You said there was a way to save her.

There is. When the Hollow was killed,

they divided her remains.
Four bones, four volunteers,

four different locations.

That's how we're going
to beat the Hollow now.

Transfer the Hollow's power
into four immortal vampires.

And you have to go your separate ways,

and you have to stay separate.
Can never see each other again.

Can never go near each other again.

This is gonna be the end
of always and forever.

Well, if it'll save my little
girl, then we will make it so.

When this spell is
over, you got to get away

from each other, and
you have to stay away.

I can hear it whispering.

Caroline and I have built a school.

It's a place for kids
with supernatural leanings,

just like Hope.

I think this is what
she's always wanted.

Friends her own age.

A normal life.

My disease has always been

blind devotion to my brother

The Hollow's too
powerful. It's gonna tempt

him to try to get
back with his siblings.

Compel me.

We can wipe out
centuries of family drama.

The promise of always and forever.

Forget it.

Your vow.

Let it go.

_

In all my travels,

France never disappoints.

Now I find I'm physically
drawn to the place,

as if locked in an orbit
I'm helpless to alter.

I suppose we're all satellites

orbiting those we love.

Recently, though, I'm
left to orbit from afar,

and to pass the time

by dropping in on old acquaintances.

Entres nous, in 1928,

the Gatineaux family and
I had a little falling out.

I'd really like to put that to rest.

So if you'll just... stand aside?

You must've heard of me.

Klaus le Fou?

Klaus le Dement?

Niklaus der Morder?

No?

Nothing?

I myself prefer Klaus the Mad.

Do spread the word.

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Hey. You have the money?

I'm not gonna ask where you got this.

Remember, one now,

one after.

You sure about this, Henry?

Yes.

Do me a favor.

Be discreet.

It's me. Leave a message.

Hey, Lisina.

You're gonna get a call later.

I just want you to know

that there's nothing you could've done.

Come in.

Mr. Williams. What's up?

Mr. Saltzman wants to see you.

It's about Henry Benoit.

Is, um, Mr. Saltzman calling my mom?

That, and he thinks your dad

should know what you've been up to.

Yeah. Good luck finding him.

Pack your bags, Hope.

You're going home.

Okay, guys.

If these don't prep your liver

for Mardi Gras, then nothing will.

Eh, my liver was probably
dead before I became a vampire,

but thanks, Poppy.

Okay. So we should probably
get back to Mardi Gras prep.

Oh, come on, Vincent, we got this.

All right? It's gone
off without a hitch for,

what, seven years now?

Josh, that's because we haven't
taken it for granted in seven years.

Let me remind you: moments of prosperity

are invariably followed
by times of great pain,

unless we remain vigilant.

Thank you, Mr. Buzzkill.

Okay, Freya, what you
got, Mardi Gras prep?

The witches will be
working on their float

in the City of the Dead.

The werewolves in the Bayou.

Josh?

Yeah?

Hmm? This is when you're supposed to say

that the vampires are
gonna steer clear of both.

Yeah. Uh, actually, maybe we should

offer them some sort of incentive.

Seven years of peace and
prosperity not enough?

Well, it is, but we could
always use more daylight rings.

Is this a negotiation, Josh?

- Marcel.
- You know what?

First of all, reading that
was very rude, and second...

Josh, I don't know how
many times I have told you

that what goes on in
this city is no longer

any of Marcel Gerard's business.

Okay? A-And, guys, this is
what I'm always talking about.

Marcel means Rebekah.
Rebekah means Kol and Elijah.

And I don't even want to
think about Klaus right now,

'cause apparently, he has lost his mind.

Oh, come on, we don't know
if those rumors are true.

I know that we need to
make sure that they stay

as far away from this city as possible.

And Freya, I'll be Mr.
Buzzkill if it means

reminding everybody here that the magic

that those four carry inside of them,

if we just put two of
them in the same place,

it is a ticking bomb.

Relax. Okay?

Marcel's in New York. Elijah is...

In Amnesia-land.

Right, and Klaus is
wherever Klaus is these days.

We're fine.

Declan sent these over

to tide you over until
your date tomorrow.

Oh.

Oh, my God, I swear, if
you don't marry that guy,

I will.

Baby steps.

He's human.

Life's complicated enough.

Oh. Hope's school.

Like I said.

Hello?

Fa-ray a-voh-lah-ray...

Later, dude.

You going somewhere?

Home.

I, uh, I got suspended.

Hope Marshall got suspended?

Cool.

Sorry I got you in trouble.

I said "be discreet."

What part of jumping out
of a tower is discreet?

I had to make sure it would work.

If I only hurt myself,
then I would've just healed.

Right. 'Cause no one's ever died
peacefully from sleeping pills.

I'm not a person things go right for.

You ever seen a werewolf with no
pecs who quotes E. E. Cummings?

I can already tell I'm getting stronger.

You know how good it will be

not to have to take crap from anybody?

What-what makes you think that?

You're a hybrid now.

You may be able to defend yourself,

but they'll only hate
you for being different.

I don't think that you
thought this through, Henry.

You would not understand.

Oh, really?

Me? I wouldn't understand?

That's different.

None of the students know you're
Klaus Mikaelson's daughter.

I don't know why Lisina told you.

You and I aren't even friends.

Your mom's our alpha.

All the Crescent Wolves know.

And so will everyone at
school when they start asking

how you survived a swan dive
out of the memorial library.

Your dad's not gonna kill me
for getting you suspended, is he?

I wouldn't know.

He can't bother to be a dad.

I've never felt this way.

I mean don't get me wrong,

there are so many bad stories.

But, I mean, every once in a while,

you can make a tiny
difference to someone and...

I guess that's why I became
a doctor in the first place.

I want to kiss you so bad.

Well, in five days, you can do...

Crap. I lost you.

Hang on.

How's... that?

That's perfect.

Listen, um...

the program asked me to
re-up for another cycle.

- Another six months?
- Yeah.

But I thought maybe you'd want
to come back with me this time.

You'd love the people here,

and Lebanon is so beautiful.

Yeah, but you know

I can't leave until I figure out

how to get my family back together.

And that is something that
you have not been able to do

in seven years.

Because I can't even try

to neutralize the dark
magic that's inside of them

unless they're in the same place.

And if they're in the same place,

that magic will find
its way back into Hope,

and will probably destroy
her and them and the city,

so, I don't know, you
know, it's... kind of hard.

Yeah, but you don't
have to be in New Orleans

to figure it out, right?

Uh...

I'll do you a deal.

For every year that
you have spent on this,

you spend a month in Lebanon with me.

Marcel, enough with the suspense.

It'll be worth it.

Trust me.

What is this?

I call it "four objects and a question."

First object.

I remember that.

And saying it was... hideous.

Yes, but your eyes said "buy me,"

so I went back later and did.

Next.

The house you designed.

For you.

For us.

Now we can build it anywhere you like.

Might not be quite up to code, but...

It is beautiful.

My sword.

I told you when I was a child,

I was gonna marry you one day.

Right after our first duel, remember?

And I said I would never marry
a man who couldn't best me.

Now that's the thing.

The last few years have
taught me something.

I don't want to best you.

I don't want to be ahead
of you or behind you.

I want us side by side.

And the moment that I realized that,

I went in search

of this.

The fourth object.

Which leads me to my question.

Rebekah Mikaelson,

delicate as lace,

elegant as a fine home,

tough as polished steel...

and love of all my lives...

will you marry me?

Oh.

I figured you'd be a mess by now, so...

so I made this part simple.

If you say...

or if you say...

Should be a pretty easy call.

It should be.

Except...

Please don't say the family.

Thank you.

Thank you.

An old favorite.

Try as I might, I can't
resist a familiar refrain.

I'm a sucker for Weill.

You play with such finesse.

Yeah, it keeps me out of trouble.

Though Mahler's really more my style.

Mahler?

Guaranteed to clear any room.

Well, then he and I
have something in common.

And how is that?

I have a bit of a temper.

Interesting.

See, I wouldn't be able
to tell by looking at you.

Wouldn't you?

And most people wouldn't
look so disappointed

about that observation.

Well, truth be told,
it's a balm to hear it.

I've been feeling a
bit one-note recently.

All work, you know?

Modern conundrum, my friend.

You work just to take
care of your family,

then you don't have any
time to spend with them.

My family is, uh...

is geographically challenged.

I've got a daughter I
haven't seen in seven years,

haven't spoken to in five.

There were some issues.

This all sounds like
a recipe for regret.

And now you sound like my brother.

He was my lodestar.

You're talking about
him in the past tense.

He's been... away.

I've only just realized
how far he's gone.

You didn't say "yes."

I didn't say "no."

I'm sorry, but I just
knocked that out of the park.

Are you waiting on a better offer?

Please don't make this about you.

This is about me. About us.

How long are we supposed
to put our lives on hold

- for your family?
- Oh, look who's talking.

You're the one with a secret mistress.

- Excuse me?
- I see you texting

your little minion, Josh.

You've traveled for seven years
and never left your precious

New Orleans behind.

- Klaus is at it again.
- Great, what's the point

of having all these rules
if Klaus doesn't follow them?

Is that blood?

Where's my phone?

Don't overreact.

Nik, you have pushed
it too far this time.

I just had a bath with
blood spewing from the faucet

like a carotid.

Yes, it does appear to be escalating.

It is bloody biblical, is what it is.

You've stayed too long.

Do I have any requests?

How does he look?

Happy.

He seems happy.

You spoke to him?

I never dared before.

I miss him, too, Nik.

But you have got to leave. Now.

Can you just yell at me already?

Seven hours

of hostile silence is punishment enough.

The whole point of
sending you to that school

and calling you Hope Marshall

was so that you wouldn't
draw attention to yourself,

to keep you safe.

Why? Why did you do it?

What could you have possibly
needed the money for?

That's my business.

And selling your blood is mine.

- You had no right.
- You're being a hypocrite.

You're the one that taught
me "my body, my choice."

Well, my blood, my choice.

You are not just anybody, Hope.

Do you even understand
what you have done?

Henry came to me.

And you should have said no.

Hope, Henry was already a kid
who was struggling to fit in,

and now... he's gonna be
only one of three hybrids

in the world,

and seen as a threat
to everyone in the city.

You have no idea what you've done.

You cannot create something

- without taking responsibility for it.
- What are you gonna do?

Ground me... a-and lock me up?

I'll just whammy myself
out, I am a witch.

And I am your mother...
Which means tomorrow

I'm gonna have to clean
up the mess you've made

before it gets worse.

Okay, so what did you say?

- Um...
- Wait a minute, are you packing?

I'm... organizing.

I said I don't know.

But Keelin, she stayed in the city

for six years waiting for
me... she deserves this.

And I really want to go, but...

now that Hope's gotten
herself into trouble, I just...

- Wait a minute, what kind of trouble?
- She was

helping a Crescent
pack boy at her school.

Everybody picked on him, so...
she gave him some of her blood,

so he'd...

Become a hybrid?

Vince, she knows it was wrong,

- okay?
- No! No, no, no, no, no.

No, ma'am, Miss Pam. Freya,
you ain't going nowhere.

You're gonna get on
the phone with Keelin,

and you're gonna tell her to
bring her butt back here, okay?

Because you can't go anywhere.

You and me, we are a team, right?

- I know.
- We're the glue that holds this city together,

- and you just can't go.
- Come on.

Hope made a mistake.

It will get sorted out.

And besides, that's only two things.

Everybody knows bad things
come in threes, so...

So, is there anything
else you feel like sharing?

Hope is... coming to the Quarter.

- Yeah?
- Just...

till this all blows
over. Look, it's nothing

to worry about.

Trust me.

Hope is coming home.

She created a hybrid.

One, two, three.

Yeah.

Declan, I am so sorry.

I didn't realize it was you.

So you stand me up and
beat the crap out of me.

And I forgot our date.

I am so sorry.

Something came up with Hope.

Is she okay?

Yes, it's just complicated.

Look, I know how you feel
about the dreaded "B" word.

But as your boyfriend and a
big fan of your daughter's,

I'd really like to help.

I so wish that you could, Declan.

It's just, right now,

I think Hope is gonna
need all of my attention,

which means maybe you and
I should probably take it...

Right, don't finish that sentence.

I deserve better than that.

Come on, I'm a chef.
You're a good eater.

You can't break up with me.

Well, you can't break up with someone

if you're not really a couple.

Well, one half of this
couple was deeply committed.

I'm sorry. If you want to break up,

you have to do it like
a civilized person,

at a bar with bourbon.

Meet me later.

How is my little ne'er-do-well?

I've been better. How's Davina?

My darling wife is gorging
on papaya right now.

You know, Belize is
beautiful this time of year.

You should visit.

I'd love to, but...

I'm grounded.

Grounded?

Can't ground a witch,

let alone my favorite niece.

That's what I said.

Mom didn't think it was funny.

Well, I'm sure it will all
blow over by Mardi Gras.

I... I didn't think it was
such a big deal at the time,

but now that it's
stirred up so much trouble

I-I feel kind of bad.

Darling, you can't get
your knickers in a knot

every time you have a little kerfuffle.

You'll never have a moment of pleasure.

And I, for one, thought you showed

some real entrepreneurial spirit.

Yeah, that's me,

your friendly,
neighborhood blood dealer.

I'm sure you've noticed by now

the best people are black sheep.

Like my dad?

I was referring to me.

Niklaus is in a league of his own.

Seen him lately?

Well, thankfully for you, no.

Don't worry.

Sooner or later, something
will blow up in New Orleans.

Some crisis or other
always brings us back.

Okay.

Is Hope proud of herself?

Henry is barely home and
we're getting threats.

The vampires will never trust him

and how long before
the pack turns on him?

The pack will adjust.

Henry doesn't need to
be afraid of anything.

Have you been at the top
of the alpha heap so long

that you don't get how this works?

Your daughter put a target on his back.

We can limit the damage

if we just work together.

For ten years I've been
all the family this boy has.

I'm not letting him down now
by trusting the wrong person,

alpha or no.

You can trust me.

I swear.

Tell me one thing.

Are you here as a
Crescent or as a Mikaelson?

I'm here as a mom.

My kid screwed up. I can't change that.

But I can try and make up for it.

If my bloody brother

doesn't answer the bloody phone,

I swear, I am going to rip his heart...

I don't want to hear it.

Okay? I don't want to hear another thing

until after you say, "I do,"
at city hall at 3:45 today.

I have waited decades for things
to be right with your family.

No more.

We are either all in...

or we're done.

The choice is yours.

"Knew you weren't just a pretty face.

There's one more
present docked in Monaco.

Seemed like a nice place to honeymoon."

_

Damn it.

_

Bonjour, Monsieur Gatineaux.

I should let you live to tell of this,

but I seem to be on a bit of a roll.

Oh.

Why don't you pick on
someone your own size?

Hello, luv.

It's a pity. I thought
there'd be more of them.

Trying to break your own record?

At the moment, I'm trying
not to flatter myself

that you're here on a
sudden whim to see me.

Why are you here, Caroline?

Surely, the Salvatore School
for the Young and Gifted

needs its headmistress across the pond.

I got a phone call.

Apparently, you don't pick up anymore.

So, you came all this
way at Hayley's request?

Rebekah called, actually.

I was in France already.

Winter getaway?

For work.

I don't know what year
you think it is, Klaus,

but I'm the mother of twins,

I was married and
widowed on the same day,

and I am responsible
for an entire school

full of kids, including yours.

You know, the one that
you haven't asked about.

Why are you avoiding her?

She's beautiful and smart.

So smart.

Maybe too smart for her own good...

like her father.

But Hope...

she hears the same rumors we all
have over the past five years,

that you have gone completely bonkers.

As you see.

Yet, standing here...

you seem only normal crazy to me.

High praise, indeed.

You know, two men from the
family who own this building

were killed at a nightclub yesterday

by an alleged maniac.

And here lie more bodies.

Care to explain why you're
methodically picking off

all the members of one family?

Because I'm compulsive.

Or perhaps it's just
to while away the time.

Or maybe...

just maybe,

Klaus Mikaelson has finally gone mad.

Or maybe you just want
people to think you have.

This spree you're on,

it isn't random.

You have a list.

Don't you?

- Over here!
- Break it up.

Come on!

Hey.

So, talked to Rebekah about the blood

and Klaus got too close to Elijah.

And so he tempts fate while his
daughter wakes sleeping dogs.

That's great.

- Yeah.
- Hey.

You see this over here?

What seems to be the problem here?

This town is just going from
zero to 60 in no time flat.

I'm not even surprised that
nosey vampire, Greta Sienna,

is all up in the mix.

Freya, this town is just
itching for some sort of fight

- and if we don't do something...
- Vincent.

I know this is serious,
believe me, but, um...

man, I'm fighting for my life.

I love Keelin.

And if-if I don't go to see
her now, I'm-I'm gonna lose her.

Now, look,

listen, I am terrified that
if I walk out this door,

everything is just gonna
go to hell, but I...

I know you can do this without me.

Right now, I just need to hear

that leaving isn't gonna
make me a bad sister

or a bad aunt or a bad
friend and, I don't know,

maybe I'll get the guts
to pick myself for once.

Hey, guys.

I am not digging the vibe in here.

Control yourself, please.

More of a live-and-let-live
vampire, so I'm cutting out.

I hear you.

Uh, Pops, what do we
owe you for all of this?

Oh, shut up. It's on me.

Peace out.

Why don't you just calm down

and we can talk about this later?

Freya, I'm not not even sure
that we can stop all this.

I mean, we put it on
pause for a few years,

but how are you supposed
to stop human nature?

Or vampire, werewolf, witch nature.

Right.

You should go.

You should go because I
have absolutely no idea

how this is going to end up,
and I think at least one of us

should have a shot at happiness.

Going somewhere?

Is that what you needed the money for?

Now you're rummaging in my room?

For laundry.

Where were you going?

I met a guy online.

And he's in a band
and he lives in London.

He says he's 25, but he seems older.

You wanted to see your dad.

I know it's stupid.

He obviously doesn't care,

but I-I just thought,

maybe if we were in the same place

for even a little while...

It's not stupid.

He loves you.

But he just knows that being near you

puts you in danger.

A phone call wouldn't.

Look, I...

I really...

hope one day that you'll
talk in person. I do.

But until then, just...

try not to judge him too harshly.

So... I can't judge my deadbeat dad,

but you can judge me?

I don't judge you; I judge your actions.

I'm your mom.

I love you, and I would
forgive you for anything.

But that's not...

that's not a blank
check for bad behavior.

I did one thing.

Hope!

Hope!

I... I made a mistake.

No one wants any trouble,
Hayley. We just want the hybrid.

You're not getting Henry!

Let me handle this.

Remember that that hybrid is just a kid.

But Poppy was just trying
to walk home from work,

and she was our friend.

He's not going anywhere.

Hayley, you might not have a choice.

I didn't even know that girl.

I can't hear.

She just bumped into me, and I-I just...

I got so angry.

They-they want...

- they want to kill me, huh?
- Henry,

relax, for God's sake.

Just... feel better.

Okay.

That's-that's weird.

You... you said "feel better,"
and I actually feel better.

Because my blood made
you a hybrid, so...

you're sired to me.

- I have to do what you say?
- Pretty much,

but don't worry, I...
believe in personal autonomy.

But for now,

stay here.

We need to be rational.

Should they go back
and tell Poppy's mother

her daughter's killer's free,

but at least we were rational?

Peace is complicated.

We haven't had it all this
time because we've been perfect.

We've had it because we haven't
overreacted when we're not.

Revenge isn't justice.

Do we really want to sacrifice a...

a kid to assuage our fear?

He's not just a kid. He's a hybrid.

With the power to kill
any vampire he chooses.

I'm a hybrid. I'm not
a threat to anyone.

And after I teach Henry self-control,

he won't be, either.

Look, every death

is a tragedy.

And I'm truly sorry for
Poppy and her family.

But we've evolved beyond an
"eye for an eye" mentality.

This is a test.

Don't... throw away
all we've accomplished.

- You can't be serious.
- I've never been more serious.

It's my experience that those
who are wronged seek revenge.

And since many have long memories,

I am determined to
systematically annihilate

each and every one of our enemies.

And the heirs of our enemies.

But... that list is endless.

It's the only way to protect Elijah.

In his current state,

he wouldn't know an enemy if
they sat down at his piano.

And it...

it passes the time.

Though why we're bothering
with all of this, I don't know.

It's a historical building.

Just take this.

Start here.

You may have started out playing crazy

to make your enemies fear you,

but now I'm not so sure
that you're pretending.

This isn't right, Klaus, even for you.

I find I'm not good without Elijah.

I mean, we've been...

parted before, but not like this.

This is worse than if he were dead.

I've lost my brother.

But you still have a daughter.

She's better off without me.

I know

what it's like to be
raised by a monster.

Oh, my... Come on, that was,
like, a thousand years ago.

Really? "Mean dad"?

Newsflash: The guy's dead.

Get over it!

Stop using Michael as an excuse

to be a bad father.

I also know what it's like

to be a kid missing her father.

You may not be able to be
in the same room with her,

but there is this...

this ancient gadget called a telephone.

Use it

before you lose your
daughter and she loses you.

Because...

I happen to think that
you're someone worth knowing.

I'll see you at the next
parent-teacher conference.

Hey, Declan. It's me.

Um...

don't kill me, but...

something's come up.

Wait there, have a drink,

and... I'll just be there a little late.

It's been a long day, and...

I'd really like to see you.

I'm a coward.

And a hypocrite.

It's true I miss my family, but...

I suppose I'm always running away.

Well, sometimes it's good
to make a fresh start.

Is it odd having
strangers confide in you?

I guess I just have that kind of face.

I think it's a nice face.

- Hey, jailbird.
- Hey.

I've got some news about me and Keelin.

- Where's your mom?
- I don't know.

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

but then she never came back.

Where'd she go?

Outside to make a call.

Auntie Freya?

The tricky thing about tipping points...

is you can only define
them in retrospect.

Who can say which choice
led to a car crash, or...

which cigarette started the cancer?

_

And so we blindly stumble forward,

never sure how close we are to the edge.

Someone found this in the street.

All I know for certain

is if the four Mikaelsons come together,

it will signal darkness
like we've never known.

Dad?

I was looking for your mother.

Yeah, so are we.

Um... I don't know where she is.

She's missing.

I'm on my way.

So many possible tipping points.

But without the benefit of hindsight,

how will we know if we're at
the end of the beginning...

or the beginning of the end?

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