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End of the line, Miss.

We're coming up on Mystic Falls.

You picked a heck of a time
to visit.

Town's having itself
a hanging tomorrow.

A schoolteacher's
done murdered his students

and burned up his school.

By high noon tomorrow,

he's got a date with a noose.

Not if I have anything
to say about it.

Because I'm his daughter.

I'm sorry to
hear that, Miss.

Don't be. My father's innocent,
and I'll prove it.

If you'd like
to apologize

for something,

may I suggest your breath?

*LEGACIES*

Season 04 Episode 01

Weird around here
with Hope being gone,

and Dr. Saltzman,

and Lizzie being
in the therapy box.

Not that most notice.

That's why they are
not Squad material.

Speaking of which, do you want
to train after class today?

Sure. Um...

How's Jo dealing?

She wasn't in her room
this morning.

We were supposed to have
breakfast, but she didn't show.

I'm assuming she's
in full spiral mode right now.

Hey. I'm sorry I'm late.

I've been up all night
reading my dad's old journals.

I found this entry...

My mom shut off her humanity
at one point, too.

I think there
might be some clue

about how to turn
Hope's humanity back on.

- Any luck?
- Well,

with my mom, it was
all about how her mom

had written a letter to her
before she had died.

What was in the letter?

I don't know because
my mom burned it,

but then Stefan Salvatore
showed her a memory

of what she had missed when
she burned the letter, and the

emotion from that was enough

to turn her humanity back on.

So, we have to write her
a letter and then...

burn it?

No.

We need to get
to Hope emotionally.

Remind her of her
family, friends,

that this is her home.

And then we need to find
the right idea or feeling

that's powerful enough
to break through.

It's got to be good

and fast. Every time we face off

with her in the simulations,
she kills us

in like ten seconds.

We're probably only gonna
have one chance.

It has to be the perfect idea.

You're thinking we're gonna
need some inspiration.

So, you're really thinking that
this tree can kill a Tribrid?

No. I'm certain it will.

What I'm less
sure about is

who I should share
this information with.

Yet here you are,
talking to me.

Keeping secrets has only ever
brought me trouble,

and I'd like to believe
I can trust you,

as well as our friends.

I don't think you can.

Why not?

'Cause, Cleo, we do dumb things

all the damn time

for what we think
are good reasons,

for the people we care about,

kind of like me handing Hope
over to Malivore

to try and save you.

This is not the answer
I wanted to hear.

Yeah, but you know
it could be the right one.

Or else you'd be talking
to the real me.

You are a manifestation
of my subconscious,

which merely means
that I'm torn,

but if I'm going
to make a mistake,

this time it will be trusting
our friends, not deceiving them.

Well, then let's hope that
you're right and I'm wrong.

Here, monster, monster, monster.

Damn it, Jed.

What the hell
are you doing here?

Following you,

so I can ask you
the same question.

And I'm guessing
the answer has something

to do with that "wrong number"

from last night.

You're smarter than
you look, you know that?

Thanks, but flattery
will get you nowhere.

Someone dropped a dime
that there may be a monster

out here in these woods, so
I decided to come take a look.

Malivore's dead, so our
monster problem should be, too.

But, just in case
whoever called

wasn't sniffing glue,
I'm coming with you.

No, you're not.

Would you rather I tell
the Squad what you're up to?

What makes you
think I care?

Or that they would?

I don't know, maybe, uh,

you being out here,

putting yourself in danger
to earn back their trust?

- That's not what this is about.
- Cool.

What are we hunting?

An Argus.
Big, ugly, thousand eyes,

hard to kill,
harder to get the drop on.

Yeah, yeah. Just wait till
all those eyes get a look at you

and your badass dragon powers.

They're calling me a monster.

Saying I butchered
my own students

and burned down my own school.

Hogwash.

You moved west
to this godforsaken town

to enlighten those same,
uncivilized people.

So what really
happened?

I have done nothing
but ask myself that question.

One minute, I was in the
classroom teaching, and then

the next,
I'm covered in ash

and blood,
watching my dream

go up in smoke,
searching for your sister.

Father, you must remember.

Where is Josette?

I don't know.

It's like there's
a dark spot in my mind

where that memory should be.
Elizabeth,

what if they're
right about me?

What if I have gone mad
and done something terrible?

I'd hang you myself,

but we both know
that's not who you are,

don't we?

All I know is, I found this

in what remained
of the school.

Though I don't recall

where this came from, either.

Then that's what
I will discover.

Whoever this belongs to

must have taken our sweet Jo.

And I will see them hang
instead of you.

We'll find Hope, but that

is the future, and the key
to unlocking her humanity

lies in your past, so

think back on the fondest
memories you've shared.

I have an idea, but it's a lot.

You go first.

Mine will require some digging,

and I'm uncertain
if it will work.

Sorry, I don't really
know Hope that well.

Same. I mean, we flirted once,

but I doubt she even
remembers that.

It's cool. You guys just
leave this to those of us

that know Hope best

because I think I got something.

What is that?

The magical alarm I put
in my dad's weapon cabinet

after Cleo tried to kill Hope
that one time.

Super Squad assemble.

What are you doing here?

At the moment,
being preemptively annoyed

by this conversation,

but I was actually
hoping to raid

your father's
weapons stash,

which has obviously
been emptied.

I thought it prudent,

given our history.

Why do you even need weapons?

It's a long story.
I may have to kill some vampires

and witches

and werewolves, and

this place is like a one-stop
shop for pointy things.

Are you seriously
threatening us?

No. I'm talking about the Triad.

But if you don't get me
those weapons...

We'll give you

anything that you need

if you give us
what we need first.

You are aware that I could
kill you all, right?

We know what
you're capable of.

Just like you know that
we'll do just about anything

to get you back, so

you might as well let us
give you our best shot.

That is, unless, of course,

you're too scared.

If I put up with this best shot,

then will you finally
give up on me?

Or do I have to find

that mother of yours
who's never around?

Kidding

about that last part, sort of.

We do not wish for anyone
to get hurt, including you.

You have heard
our terms.

Do you accept or not?

All you have to do is listen.

To which one of you?

Uh, to...

all of us.

I guess I have some time to
kill before it's time to kill.

Let's begin.

Dare I ask what's happening?

This is Salvatore Idol.

If people are gonna
start to sing,

I'm gonna turn this
into Survivor.

Whoa. Joking.

She's joking. We did
a covenant spell.

She can't hurt anyone
during the show.

Physically, but I can
hurt you emotionally.

Here's how it works...

Ten stars representing

ten of your friends
who are going to...

perform for you.

And at the end
of each round,

you have to tell us
how you feel,

and the truth orb
will keep you honest.

This contest is the dumbest
thing that I've ever heard of.

It's working.

Let the games begin.

When I first came
to this school,

I didn't really fit in
with any of the factions,

but I always really
looked up to you, Hope...

Aw... because you didn't care
about fitting in.

You were unique.

And when I found out that
I actually was a fairy...

Wayne, I'm gonna
stop you right there

because the only thing
that I'm feeling

is, um... irritation

bordering on homicidal rage.

You know my name's Wade.

I also know
that I was

only nice to you
because of Landon.

Why don't you
go sprout

some of your ridiculous wings
and go back to

Fern Gully or wherever
you're from?

I was wrong. This is fun.

Next.

What a mess.

You still think that monster
problem died with Malivore, huh?

Well, you said it has
a thousand eyes,

but you forgot
to mention its teeth.

Why do you think
it killed this guy?

Girl? Person?

'Cause it's
a monster, Jed.

That's just what monsters do.

We should probably bury them,
whoever they are.

There's no time
for that now.

We got to find this thing
and deal with it

before it hurts anyone else.

There's a town on either end
of these woods,

so if the Argus gets out
before we do...

Well, can it fly?

Not to my knowledge.
Why?

Because we can,
which gives us an advantage.

- What?
- It's Game of Thrones time, bro.

- What-what are you doing?
- Come on, man.

- What are you doing?
- Come on, man.

Pop those wings.
We'll get a bird's-eye view,

be able to see even
better than the Argus.

I came here to kill
a monster, Jed,

not become one.

You know what?
Let's, uh, let's just split up.

It's not going well, is it?

Let's just say it

feels less like a game show
and more like a roast.

You're missing out on

all the not-remotely-fun,
but not for long,

'cause it's almost your turn.

I told MG I wanted to go last.

Like I said,
almost your turn.

Which... clearly
involves black magic?

Dating a witch
has taught me

the difference between
fun spell herbs

and the scary ones
hidden back here.

It's Cleo's
inspiration.

I think bringing out
my dark side

might help turn
Hope's humanity back on.

- Dark Josie?
- Bad idea.

You're the one that helped me
see that I can control her,

at least for a little bit.

And if MG's plan

is really going that bad,
this is our only option.

There might be one more.

Ethan and I have
been researching

the whole
"humanity switch" thing.

Turns out it's easier
to reach a vampire's emotions

if you can weaken them
physically first.

- Well, Hope doesn't get weak.
- Unless we drain her blood.

That's not an option.

The slightest act of violence
can break the covenant spell.

We do that,
Hope can go full medieval

on us.

My plan has to work.

So, what if it doesn't?
We can't just let Hope

walk out of here,
knowing what she's capable of.

You just have
to trust me.

I just need time.

I'm not scared of you
like everyone else.

You taught me how
to kick monster butt,

and you helped me with
all my art projects,

so I made this for you.

Aw.

Because you are
my Salvatore Idol.

Excellent.

Look, I know
my humanity's off,

but I'm not
a monster.

Do you really want me
to respond to that?

Uh, maybe you should
just tell me how you feel.

I feel like
Pedro should have

his fingers cut off
and never make art again.

Great job, Pedro.

Really.

Let's bring in the next
contestant, please.

You're wasting my time
with these scrubs. Pedro?

Wade? Are you gonna bring out
the A-team or what?

I believe you're looking for me.

And I believe
you must be mistaken.

Perhaps if you
could come closer,

I could see who you are.

Name's Kaleb Hawkins, ma'am.

Best hired gun these parts
have to offer.

Heard you're looking
for such a man.

Been asking around town
about a necklace.

The very one in question.

Does this crude bauble
mean something to you?

It means you
ought to leave town.

That there is the mark

of the Mikaelson Gang,

and you don't want nothing
to do with them.

I have no choice.

My father's life depends on it.

Sorry, little lady,
but your pa's a dead man,

and you'll be dead, too,
if you ever

cross paths with the likes
of Hope Mikaelson.

I can pay you well.

Unless a man such as yourself

lacks the stomach
to track down a girl.

Hope Mikaelson's
no mere girl,

ma'am. She's a...

monster.

Not an ounce
of humanity in her.

It's said she even drinks
the blood of her enemies.

I trade in facts,

not tall tales.

Does this miscreant also

burn down schoolhouses

and abscond with innocent women,
such as my sister?

She might indeed.

So I'm afraid I'll have
to retract my offer.

One more step and I'll scream.

In my experience, ma'am,

screaming don't do you no good
with holes in your neck.

Much appreciated,

but, you see...

I got one of my own.

Now, about that neck.

Dad?

Now, that's an insult,
Elizabeth.

I'm your Uncle Ric,

and I'm guessing my brother
never told you about me.

I can't believe what I'm seeing.

Since Landon's dead,
I'm guessing that

you're a golem
made from

my late boyfriend's remains?

Illusion ring, actually.

I am not the real thing,

but this letter is.

He left it behind for you, Hope.

"Dear Hope, if
you're reading this,

"it means I'm dead,
which, admittedly, sucks,

"but it's not all bad

"because that probably
means you beat Malivore,

"which probably means you
had to become the Tribrid,

"and I know you
never wanted that,

"but it does mean you get
to do what most of us

"only ever dream of.

"You get to
live forever.

"Everything we talked about...
Backpacking through Europe,

"hiking up the Pacific coast...

"you now have all the time in
the world to do those things.

"I know you feel
like you're alone,

"but you're not.

"You have friends
that love you.

"People that will
never give up on you,

"no matter what.

"Don't pull away.

"My wish is for you to have
a long, happy life, Hope.

"Do all the things
I'll never get to.

"And wherever you go,

"remember that
I'll always love you.

Forever."

I'm feeling something.

Boredom.

Yeah, that's what
I'm feeling. Um...

It's Cleo, right?

Fake Landons are kind of
her thing.

I should thank you. You pushed
me to make the transition,

but that also means that
Landon's death is your fault.

If not for all your secrets,

this could have all been
avoided.

Why don't we just
skip to the end? Uh...

Ethan.

I'm gonna guess
you were gonna use

some hokey
sports metaphor.

Jocks like you tend to find
their identity in teams

because you're completely
unremarkable by yourself.

So, pass.

You're up, Finch, since Josie
won't come out to play.

- She's on her way.
- Too bad.

Time's up.
You can take her place.

Josie taught you not to be
a lone wolf, which is really

just a cover
for your codependency.

And as for you, MG,

if Salvatore Idol
were to be televised,

you'd be canceled
before the title card,

so if this was your big idea,
I give it zero stars.

See?

Game over.

Now, where are my weapons?

Wait.
Where are you going?

After the Mikaelson Gang.

You heard what
that monster said...

They're bound
to have your sister.

Force of habit.

My apologies.

What am I supposed
to do with this?

Pray that you never
need to use it.

What I pray for is to find
Josette, as it seems you do,

but my head is a-cluttered
with questions.

I didn't know that you existed
a moment ago, much less

- who my assailant was.
- Well, the last part's easy.

It was a vampire.

Well, if vampires
are real

and they in fact
attacked the school,

then why doesn't
Father remember?

Because becoming one
grants them certain gifts.

They like to use them
to hurt innocent people,

like your father and sister,

and my...

my Isobel.

Who was she?

There are things about my past,
it's best you don't know.

But know this...

I will find Josette,

and I will kill
those bloodsuckers.

This I swear to you.

My father will hang
if you do not

do so by noon
tomorrow.

I can handle a firearm.
I'm going with you...

Like hell you are.

You're a soft girl
raised by a soft man

who loves books
more than a fight,

and it suits you, it truly does,

but those bloodsuckers,

they'd eat you
alive.

Hyah.

I can do this myself.

I have to show you
where the weapons are.

Cleo dropped
the illusion spell,

so... all yours.

That's not the only reason
why you're here.

You're hoping to get in one last
heartfelt, emotional plea,

which is
technically cheating.

I don't think it would work.

After watching you
up there,

I realized something
about Jo's story

she was telling us
about her mom.

The thing that made Caroline
turn her humanity back on

was that letter
she destroyed

because it was something
that she'd never

get back.

Something she missed out on.

So, what, you thought that
trotting around the parade

of misfit toys would make me
realize how much I missed them?

This is your home,
Hope.

These are the friends

that you have spent years
fighting for and bleeding with,

and they're lost without you.

We all are.

There's a hole in the heart
of this place,

a void where
you used to be.

If seeing that doesn't
make you feel anything,

there's nothing I can say
that'd matter.

So, if you're really
not coming back,

so be it.

I'll just have to fill
that void myself.

Pathetic.

You want to save everybody...

...but you're just...

you're incapable of doing
what needs to be done.

What if I don't go?

What if I decide
to go on a killing spree?

You're the protector
of the school,

so what are you gonna do
to stop me?

I'm not fighting you.

Of course not,
because you don't know

what it means to be a leader.

It means getting
your hands dirty.

It means
putting a blade

through the chest
of somebody that you love.

This sword won't even
kill me, and you still

can't bring yourselfto do it

because you don't have
what it takes.

Failed, like
everybody else.

Happy trails.

Is he dead?

Jo?

- I don't know.
- I tried to drink it all,

but his blood
was bitter like him.

Josette.

What's become of you?

Oh, something wonderful.

Thanks to Hope.

Hope Mikaelson
is a wretch,

and I came here
to rescue you from her.

But I've already
been saved,

and I'm gonna
save you.

Just close your eyes.
It'll be the best surprise.

I don't want to.

Well, then what
you're about to see

is gonna be a little scary,

but don't worry,

my sweet, swooning sister.

You're gonna wake up
and feel so much better.

Your mind will
be clear, and

the world will be bright
and bustling all around you,

and we can discover
every inch of it together.

We'll never need to be apart.

Why did you do that?

Why did you make me go away?

You were already gone.

You're too late.

Speech time's over.

I'm not here
to give a speech.

I don't actually
know you that well,

which means

I'm seeing things

a little
clearer.

What are you gonna do?
Dissect me?

I'm gonna do something
Josie wouldn't.

Clever, but, you know,
if you're trying

to distract me from your partner
that's sneaking up on me,

you should know I have,
like, really good hearing.

Especially because
you're a mouth breather.

You know,

if you wanted to put me to
sleep, you could've just talked.

Okay, which one of you
wants to die first?

Neither of them.

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

You.
Do your little blinky thing

and get my girlfriend
out of here.

The big kids need to chat.

What took you so long?

Performance anxiety?

Well, I needed
the proper motivation.

Oh, don't tell me
it was what's-her-name

being in danger
that brought you out.

You've gone soft.

It's actually exactly

what Josie needed
to let me loose.

I'm here to put you down,

minus the boxing ring,
of course.

You up for a rematch?

Absolutely.

Finally, someone
around here gets it.

I mean, you being here
proves my point.

When it's time to fight,

Josie has to rely
on her strong half,

the half that's like me.

Oh, I'm not here to fight you.

I'm just here
to snap my fingers.

You remember
Jade, right?

Former student.
Actually, a lot like you.

Headstrong, moody,

questionable
taste in men.

She was so scared of her trauma,

she turned off her humanity,

but I turned it
back on.

Just... like... this.

Hello?

Mr. Argus?

Jed?

Of course that dumbass
found the monster before me.

This looks bad.

Now, you never mind that,
Elizabeth.

You need to go.
Your sister...

Was a vampire.

I know.

Josette won't be coming.

I didn't think
you had it in you.

That makes two of us.

I underestimated you.

You're more like me
than I realized.

My Isobel, she was turned
into a vampire, too.

So I roamed
the plains,

killing the monsters
in her name.

But your father thought
I'd gone mad...

...and maybe he was right.

He's a smarter man than I,
so he devoted his life

to keeping you and your
sister away from me.

Built you a home and a school.

Someplace far away
from all this violence.

But sometimes...

violence is the only solution.

My father was wrong.

We need to kill Hope Mikaelson.

Well, you're gonna have to
finish this one without me, kid.

But don't worry, I'm not
gonna leave you all alone.

It's not usually the company
I'm used to keeping.

Who are Stefan and Damon?

There's no time for that story.

What matters most
is what's inside them.

Hope Mikaelson is
no ordinary vampire,

but nature always
finds a loophole.

The bullets within

will surely kill her dead.

What if I'm not as like you
as you think?

Bad news.

Your little trick didn't work.

Oh, I figured it wouldn't.

You're basically
an Original now,

and even I don't have
that kind of power.

I just wanted to see

what would happen
when I snapped my fingers.

See if I could see fear
in your eyes.

I did.

I'm not afraid of anything.

Just checking.

Oh, I think it's broken.

But you do know
the truth.

You're scared of your own
humanity coming back.

Of feeling what it felt like
when you killed Landon.

All that sadness.

Cling to your defense mechanism
all you want,

but when it crumbles...

...and it will,

you'll have an even bigger mess
than what you had before.

Lecutio.

Mm.
Even the almighty Tribrid

can't outrun her trauma forever.

Watch me.

Stop looking at me like that,
all right?

I already know I'm pretty.

Dragon skin, bro.

Oh, damn.

Oh!

Uh... uh...

Oh, my God, it got in my mouth.

Jed, where the hell
are you at, man?

Holy crap. Sorry we're late.

Who's "we"?

Just some buddies I ran into.

Make that "former buddies."

I don't think it even felt that.

Then keep hacking till it does.

Screw that, man.

It's Dracarys time.

Badass.

Yeah.

I take it you're
Elizabeth.

And you must be Hope Mikaelson.

You're shorter than I thought.

I dug this grave
far too large.

So long as it fits you.

Should we get right to it, then?

My sister's dead because of you,
my uncle's dead because of you,

and my father may yet die
because of you,

so we have nothing to discuss.

You think you're faster
than a vampire?

We'll find out
when you draw.

Ladies first.

I'm not a lady anymore.

You have a dark side,
just like your sister.

I could use someone
with that kind of grit.

So it's your choice.

Dead or alive.

I choose...

...dead.

I'm a Tribrid.
You can't kill me.

There's always a loophole.

Smart move.

But playing the weak,
defenseless Josie card

isn't gonna work, either.

Today proved to me
more than ever

that you're still reachable.

I haven't figured out how yet,
but I will.

I could just kill all of you,

and we never have to have
this conversation again.

But you're not going to.

The same reason
you didn't kill my dad.

And the same reason
you left a warning

so that we wouldn't
come after you.

You don't want
to kill us.

And your humanity is
in there somewhere.

You're just never
gonna stop trying

to reach me, are you?

You never gave up on me.

So, no.
I'm not gonna give up on you.

In that case...

Corporis impetus.

I'm just gonna have to
figure out what to do with you.

Enjoy the barbecued Argus,

you ungrateful cowards.

Hey, man, I want to thank you

for saving my ass back there.

You're welcome.

But we'd still be fighting that
thing if it weren't for you.

But... I know you didn't want
to go full monster like that.

Had to be done.
Hope to never do it again.

Let's focus on burying
this body here.

You know, I wasn't always this
awesome at being a werewolf.

- Oh, you don't say?
- I know, right?

But the truth is,

I really hated what I had
to do to activate my curse.

Yeah, you, uh,
you never told me about that.

The details aren't important,

but for years after,

it felt like I was walking
around with a rock in my shoe.

And every day, I'd wake up
and put the same shoes on,

hoping the rock would be gone.

Until I realized

I was the one who put the rock
there in the first place.

So I was the only one
who could pull it out.

So you're saying I need
to change my shoes, huh?

You need to forgive yourself
for what you did.

'Cause if you don't,

no one else doing it
will ever matter.

No matter how sweet
those kicks are.

You're all right, Jed.

You have a visitor.

And that visitor brought the
real culprit to justice, so...

you're free to go.

Thanks for the
hospitality, Sheriff.

Ma'am.

I found Jo.

Well, where is she?

Oh, dear God.

A bandit by the name
of Hope Mikaelson

killed her.

And I killed Hope Mikaelson
in return.

Then we need to catch
the next train back east.

I never wanted this life
for you.

I know.

There's no going back
after what I've seen.

Hope's gang
is still out there.

Elizabeth.

No amount of revenge is gonna
bring your sister back.

It may not
bring her back.

But at least she'll have justice
in her name.

I didn't raise you like this.

Perhaps you should have.

Because...

...my father,

my real father
was a vampire hunter once.

And trying to be a teacher
is what put him in a coma.

And none of my friends
are doing anything about it.

All they care about is finding
a way to forgive Hope.

But I don't.

Not anymore.

Vindicta.

Landon told me about
the letter he wrote

when we were trapped
in the darkness.

I thought if anything
could break through to Hope,

it would be his words,
but I was wrong.

Look, the day's not
a total wash.

You got an answer
to a different question.

You were right.

I was hoping to find a moment to
tell the Squad about the tree,

but I no longer believe
that is a good idea.

Because Headmaster Saltzman
was right.

We do stupid things
for the people we love.

If Finch and Ethan
had known

of the tree's existence
when they confronted Hope,

today's outcome
would have been even worse.

Well, you know
I'm just your subconscious.

Which means that
you were right.

So keep your chin up, Cleo.

You're gonna
figure this out.

Who are you talking to?

Oh, just myself.

Now please lie back down.

You're lucky to have survived
your encounter with the Tribrid.

What about Jo?

Where is she?

You think Josie's okay in here?

Hope could've done
an awful lot worse

than trapping her
in a therapy box.

Until we learn
how to override the settings,

it's probably the safest place
for her.

But...

you almost got yourself
killed today, E.

I had to do something.

Other than sit on the sidelines,

which is clearly
where you want to put me.

I mean, I understood that
when I was human,

but now?

Having powers

doesn't mean always using them.

And until you can
learn that lesson,

I'm sorry,
it's just too big a risk.

MG, I came to this school
to be a part of a team.

I don't have to be QB1.
Like, I'll carry

the damn water bucket
or-or learn whatever you want,

but... you got to teach me
what that is.

Being a leader

means making tough decisions.

Sometimes that means
benching the star player.

And sometimes it means
taking it upon yourself

to make sure they're ready
for the big game.

How's tomorrow for training?

Josie?

This is awkward.

The exit room's
supposed to be empty

whenever you leave therapy.

What are you doing here?

Hope came to the school
while you were gone.

She trapped me
in the therapy box.

Of course she did.

She didn't kill me.

Don't you get it?
She's not too far gone.

Well, I will be, as soon
as this stupid thing reboots.

But don't worry, Jo.

I know exactly how to fix Hope.

Meaning what?

It's okay, Jo.

Your game's just beginning.

But mine's over, and I won.

♪ Can't hold this back...

Hope Mikaelson.

We have to stop
meeting like this.

No, we have to start meeting

so I can kill you
and the rest of Triad.

Oh, promises, promises.

Which one are you?

Vampire, witch, werewolf?

That would spoil the surprise.

Well, I hope it's better
than that trap

you had set up at the facility.

You know I have
the bloodline records now,

so, just a matter of time
before I figure out

who you really are.

I can't wait to meet you, Hope.

Promises, promises.

Episode Title: "Someplace Far Away
From All This Violence"

Aired on:
December 02, 2021.

♪ Can't hold this back.

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