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Finn: My brothers went to great lengths

to hide something from me.

Now, I may not be able to get it out of them,

but I'm willing to bet I can rip it out of you.

Marcel and all his vampires have inexplicably disappeared.

We have premarital rituals, which are what, exactly?

You speak the truth, he speaks the truth,

secrets are cleansed.

Klaus: I'm going to have a little chat

with the bride-to-be, remind her that some secrets

need to stay buried.

Cassie: You're the sister... Rebekah.

You may be that harvest girl.

Cassie, is it?

How, exactly, does one go about breaking out of this joint?

There's no leaving.

They say this place is haunted.

Rebekah: There was someone in my room.

There was a girl, a girl in black.

Mama!

Aah! Mama!

Freya: Mother! Mother!

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I wonder if you lot can help me.

I'm looking for the hybrid who calls herself your queen.

I prefer you tell me where she is before I grow irritated.

After all...

There are children present.

Jackson: You scared me.

Was worried you ran off in the middle of the night.

No. I was just out here thinking.

Jack, I know I'm supposed to divulge

my great secrets, but I can't.

Can't even tell you why I can't.

I mean, you really think there's a secret you have

that's so bad, you can't tell me?

It's not safe, Jack.

When have we ever been safe, Hayley?

Our people have been cursed, hunted, exiled,

but you and me, this wedding, we can change all that.

We can create a new pack, one with your ability

to turn at will.

So we give each other our secrets.

If we don't, then the transfer of power won't work,

and we're back to where we were.

Look.

Even if we call off the wedding,

there's still something I need to tell you.

Jack, I'm sure you've lived quite the life,

but I can't imagine that your secret is anything like mine.

There's one.

Has to do with how your parents died.

You look terrible.

I didn't sleep very well.

Heard you got caught out past curfew... again.

A simple misunderstanding.

Kindred witches like to be in charge.

I don't much care for taking orders.

On that note...

Where did you get that?

I nicked it from the pantry.

But the kindr...

Did you miss the part where I said

I don't care about rules?

Take the apple.

You're out of your mind.

I'm a free spirit, which is why

I don't intend to spend another night

trapped in this bloody dungeon.

What are you talking about?

You know that any spell can be broken with enough power.

What we need to do is channel something strong.

I went to the room with the locked door.

There's something in there, someone.

I'm not sure who she is or why she's here,

and I don't care.

Point is, she's strong.

I mean, I didn't even know what witch power felt like,

and still, I could sense it

coming out of that room in waves.

You and I can channel her and bust free of this loony bin.

Who's the new girl at the telly?

Cassie: One more bonkers witch,

got dumped here in the middle of the night.

Anything good on?

These paintings can move.

They depict a rodent breaking the bones

of a rather tenacious feline.

Those are just cartoons.

Ha ha!

Do I know you from somewhere?

I guess not.

Keep up your strength, luv, and enjoy your cartoons.

Whoa. What...

How long was I asleep?

All night.

It was a rather fitful sleep, though.

You were muttering about how you wanted to kill Klaus.

In fact, I'm glad that you're up

because we are ready to get started.

You sure you know how to do this?

Have a little faith, Davina.

I have been planning this for over a century.

You're not having second thoughts, are you?

Now, you were the one that wanted to get rid

of the bastard without hurting your friends.

I'm past second thoughts.

That's my girl.

Oh, you might want to turn that off.

It's been buzzing all this morning.

Josh and Marcel are still missing.

Finn: How the mighty have fallen.

Simple bit of magic, and once-mighty vampires

now lie before me.

How does it feel, hunger so intense,

like shards of glass creeping through your veins?

Of course...

I have you to thank.

You led them to this, but then, perhaps,

you might still be able to save them.

In 1,000 years, you are the closest

my brother has come to making a friend,

and I wonder, what secrets did he share,

and what do I need to do to you

in order to tear those secrets free?

What do you want?

Well, we could start with some common courtesy.

You could invite me in.

Not likely, vampire.

I'm a hybrid, dear, half wolf.

You and I could be distant relatives, for all you know.

Matter of fact, I'm looking for another of my kind.

Rumor has it she's nearby.

What do you want with Hayley?

I wish only to remind her of the importance of family,

dissuade her from foolish mistakes.

Jackson is with her now.

They can look out for each other.

Why don't you just leave them alone?

Well, perhaps I should.

Clearly, I can trust Jackson's

selfish nature, willing as he is

to marry Hayley and save her

from the horrors of her current existence

and in exchange for nothing more

than an empowered werewolf pack

to serve as his own personal army.

Hmm, you know, on second thought,

I think I'd like to congratulate the bride and groom.

No doubt, they're close by

tending to their prenuptial observances,

and since you've been unable to help me find them...

Well, I suppose I'll have to hunt them down

myself, won't I?

Hayley: What is this place?

It's where wolves bury those that walk away from the pack...

Traitors, murderers,

like this one... Richard Xavier Dumas.

He was Mary's husband, my grandfather.

He was an alpha of his time, militant, radical,

hell-bent on waging war with vampires.

When he found out that your parents and mine

planned to join the packs, try for peace with Marcel

and his crew, he went ballistic.

It was him, wasn't it?

He was the one that killed my parents.

He wanted to stop them, everything they stood for,

and he did.

I have spent my entire life wondering what happened to them.

Why did you wait so long to tell me?

No. I didn't know until Mary told me.

She said she'd held on to the secret

of what my grandfather did for two decades

and knew it was time for it to come out...

But I knew I had to be the one to tell you

truth is, I didn't know if I could.

I don't blame you, Jack.

I guess I just really hate secrets.

That was my secret.

Whatever yours is,

if you don't want to tell me, then don't.

Doesn't change a thing, least of all how I feel about you.

Klaus: Quite the romantic sentiment.

I wonder, however, if I might impose

on this lovely tableau long enough

to have a word with Hayley.

It's ok. Go ahead.

I'll meet you back at Mary's.

Tonight is the night.

Once everyone is asleep, I'll grab you.

Uh!

Where did you get this, huh?

Uh!

Don't. Just let it go.

Witch: Do you know what I do to thieves?

Ah!

Ah, that hurt.

You little bitch.

Aah! Aah! Aah!

Today's lesson... You take from us...

And we take twice as much from you.

You helped me. Why?

Because I'm a bloody fool...

Or maybe I just like the idea of us girls sticking together.

Have you lost your mind?

Are you seriously considering this

preposterous truth-telling idiocy?

Actually, I'm kind of on the fence.

Well, then allow me to make this simple for you.

Under no circumstances will you divulge

any family secrets, especially none

that would endanger our child.

Except it's not that simple, Klaus.

You saw what Finn did.

He's growing more powerful by the day.

Right now, he controls over half of the wolves.

This marriage could change that.

The outcome of your strategy is not worth the risk

it imposes on our daughter.

Well, it's not a risk if I trust Jackson.

Oh... Klaus, think.

We could have a whole army of super wolves

who could protect hope as one of their own.

Hope doesn't need a wolf army.

I'll protect her myself,

and an easy time I'll have of it, too,

without you running off sharing secrets

with every motley member of your werewolf brethren.

Damn it, Klaus. This is our chance.

We can bring her home.

We have to at least consider this.

I have considered it, and I have deemed it absurd,

and in this matter, there is no one

above my decree, not even you.

You will tell Jackson the wedding is off.

It's a good thing that I don't take orders from anyone,

especially not from you.

So much for having a secret lair.

Don't mind him. Did you bring the stuff I asked for?

Yeah. This is everything Josh left at my place.

Ah, practically moved in, has he?

Davina: Kol, please shut up.

Ok. Here we go.

All right. Come on, then.

Channel me. It'll be quicker.

Come on.

Right here, the street corner.

Oh, yeah. I know where.

It's the little bodega the witch Lenore

used to run before my mother hijacked her body.

Great. Thank you for the help.

Wait. What? You can't go alone.

Well, to be absolutely clear here,

technically, he definitely could go alone.

No. It's a suicide mission.

Yeah, and what's more tragic than a suicide

mission but a mass suicide mission?

I'm not leaving Josh trapped with a nutjob

that hates vampires.

Neither am I.

Aah!

I'm done listening to you.

Let me know when you want to have a real conversation.

Hayley!

I'm not gonna stand here quietly

while you tell me what I can and cannot do

to protect my daughter.

Our daughter. Right.

Ours, but it was your mother who tried to kill her,

and who knows what your equally psychotic brother is up to?

I will deal with Finn.

And then what?

Hope will always be the daughter

of Klaus Mikaelson, the hybrid killer with 1,000 enemies.

Don't you get it? It's you.

You're the threat.

You're so paranoid that you can't see

that this wedding can help her.

She can come home.

The wolves will be on our side.

The wolves cannot be trusted.

In your paranoid mind, nobody can be trusted.

Where does it end?

There is no end!

Need I remind you I killed my own father

in order to protect her?

Really? That's why you killed him...

Or is it just that you were so terrified

of letting someone, anyone, in?

I know this wedding can work.

We can bring our little girl home,

but you have to trust me.

I do trust you, more than you know.

Uh!

I just don't trust Jackson.

You can't free yourself.

Those ropes have been soaked in vervain.

But I did lessen the spell that made you hungry,

affording us an opportunity for some civilized discourse.

Let's start with our mutual friend Camille.

The topic that consumed the majority

of our time together was her troubled

relationship with Niklaus.

He confided in her, but she knew

nothing that I could use against him,

and yet recently, I had occasion to speak with my brother,

and I realized that he has a secret,

one that he is desperate to protect,

and I think that that secret is a weakness.

So tell me, Marcel, what is it?

You really think that he trusts me

with anything that could be used against him?

You're Klaus' ally, and I think you know something.

You can think whatever you want

as long as you don't mind knowing that you are a chump.

Aah!

Uh! Ah!

Tell me what you know.

I'll tell you what I remember.

Two centuries back,

I was just a kid looking through the compound.

I found a coffin.

Klaus catches me, and he says, "that's my brother Finn.

We keep him like that because he is such a bore."

Aah!

Rebekah?

Are you trying to give me a bloody heart attack?

Is it still beautiful, New Orleans?

I loved it so much the last time I saw it.

New Orleans will remain a beauty

long after you and I are bones beneath its clay.

For now, you have to go back to your room.

I've got things to do.

Why are you here in this place?

I was trying to help my brothers.

My con artist of a blood relation Kol

betrayed me, got me stuck in here.

Oh, when I get hold of him...

Why do you fight with your own family?

You should stand beside them.

It's... complicated, 1,000 years complicated.

Listen.

I think I found a way out of this hell hole.

If you want to come with,

meet me at the front door in 20 minutes.

Either way, wish me luck.

For Klaus in case he comes back.

Klaus: Speak the devil's name, et cetera, et cetera.

I wonder if Jackson can come out to play.

It's ok.

Where's Hayley? Resting.

She was exhausted after your grueling day

of wedding preparations, poor thing.

No matter.

Gives us a chance to chat.

I want your word this is between me and you.

Why, of course.

You have my word as a gentleman.

Brave lad.

Uh!

Klaus!

You want to fight me, come on!

You mistake my intentions.

I haven't come here to fight you, not at all.

This is to be an execution.

Tell me, how, exactly, would you like to die?

Agh!

Most of my victims start screaming about now.

I'd prefer if you spared me the tedium

of any last words, but if you are so inclined,

now would be the time.

Go to hell, you bastard.

Bastard. Yes.

That is exactly what I am,

made so by your precious mentor Ansel.

I'm curious.

Did he teach you to regard me with such loathing,

or is that bias all of your own?

Is that what this is about?

You jealous I got to spend time with your daddy?

You were his most prized pupil,

the benefactor to all of his wisdom.

Uh!

Look at all the good it's done you.

Uh!

Well, you...

Could've learned from him yourself,

uh, if only you hadn't killed him.

Uh!

Oh! Oh!

I see you've mastered the self-righteous air

of all hypocrites.

The truth is, you're worse than me,

using Hayley's best intentions

for your own self-serving power grab.

You're wrong!

You want her power so you can wage wars

and win territories.

After all, it's what wolves do.

Gah!

Uh!

You don't know a damn thing about being a wolf.

No. I don't.

I never had the luxury to live among my kind nor the chance

to truly know my father, but you knew him.

Perhaps he saw in you the son he always wanted.

I'm glad I was spared such a sorry fate.

Uh! Gah...

I'm convinced.

You know nothing, which means

that whatever Klaus is keeping secret

is so secret, he won't even share it with you.

Perhaps there are other ways you can be of use to me.

Brother.

What are you doing here, Kol?

I heard a rumor that you'd taken Marcel prisoner,

and it just so happens that I owe him.

Ohh!

So I am going to kill the both of you.

You have some nerve coming here.

All good grace with me was lost the moment you signed up

with our wretched siblings.

You know me, Finn.

I take sides with whoever I think is gonna win,

and, to be honest, well, you and mum

were acting a bit daft, weren't you,

but I heard about how you turned dear, old dad

into your own personal black magic battery pack,

and I thought, "wow, that's cold, but it's smart."

Now I can see which way the wind is blowing,

and after the way the 3 of them treated us,

I'll be happy to see them get what's coming.

Aah!

What was that for?

For being a duplicitous beetle.

I have proved myself, Finn, more than you have.

I'm the one that put Rebekah in another body,

and whilst Klaus is out there looking

for his dear, little sister,

I was forging a dagger that will

put him to sleep for centuries.

I don't want to put him to sleep.

I want him dead.

Yes, but you're gonna need allies, and I've got them.

Davina Claire, she's a harvest girl.

I've got her wrapped around my little finger.

I have.

With her on our side, there is nothing,

nothing that will stand in our way.

Cassie.

Cassie, where the hell have you...

I'm sorry, Rebekah,

but you didn't leave me much choice.

I told you, there's no escape.

I had to turn to the only people I knew I could trust...

And I told them that they had to deal with you.

My only regret is that I didn't stop you

before you killed one of our own,

and now you have to be punished.

No. I didn't kill her, though, to be fair,

I won't miss the ugly cow.

Hrrgh...

You're all so mean, like the mouse that torments the cat

in those cartoons.

I think you're the ones who need to be punished.

The others were just ignorant bullies,

but you, you're a smart girl,

powerful, and yet you still betrayed a friend.

Aah!

Aah! Aah!

I despise traitors.

How did you do that?

Uh...

I've drawn this out for long enough,

but you can hardly blame me.

I find the sheer audacity of your plot quite offensive.

Hayley is part of my family now,

and you would seek to use her for your petty ambitions.

I'm not using her.

Just admit your true intentions

for this farce of a wedding, and I will end this quickly.

I love Hayley, and I will fight for her...

Uh! Uh!...

Till I'm dead.

Ugh!

Well, you've got more fight in you

than I'd have imagined...

But I remain unimpressed.

Mhh!

You told me once that my people were yours, too,

and if you kill me now, promise me

that you will help Hayley set our people free.

I trust him, Klaus. Do you hear me?

You're not gonna kill him,

not unless you want to go through me.

You truly believe that he is worthy

of your trust? Yes.

Oh, you are stubborn, little wolf.

Perhaps you two were meant for each other.

Go on, then. Tell him.

Have your wedding.

Save your wolves, but you mark my words.

If you ever betray her, I will find you,

and I will deposit your head on the end of a spike.

Perhaps I'll leave it in your grandmother's garden.

Here.

Klaus knows you trapped Rebekah,

and yet he hasn't tracked you down

to torture her location out of you?

Well, I'm smart enough not to be found.

Ha ha ha! Ooh.

And Elijah also knows Rebekah is missing,

and yet he remains unaccounted for.

Despite my power, I've been unable

to locate him, which suggests he's gone to great lengths

to hide himself, and Elijah hides from no one...

Unless he's keeping something hidden.

Wow, Finn, you sound like Sherlock Holmes

after one too many tequilas.

And you act a fool to dare think that I wouldn't know about

your little friends in the back.

Davina, I got him.

Allow me to send a message to your little girlfriend.

Josh, it's me. You all right?

Come on.

Hey, Josh, please...

Davina, let's go.

You're her, the all-powerful girl in the coffin...

That's how you did magic...

But why didn't you just tell me?

I'd only just woken from a century of sleep.

I wanted to know you, see what you were really like,

and you didn't disappoint me.

There's a spark in your, Rebekah.

You're willful, also kind.

You're not half as bad as our brothers.

What did you say?

You're right, you know.

We met once before... Christmas party in 1914.

I was so desperate to catch a glimpse of my family.

Rebekah, you know who I am.

You're the girl in my nightmare.

It really is you...

Freya.

I slept 100 years,

and now finally, I'm free.

Tell our brothers I'll be coming to see them soon,

and I expect nothing less than their best behavior.

Finn: Now, are you through with this little ruse, brother?

Seems your little friend Davina

has absconded with one of my prisoners.

I didn't come here for a fight.

The little witch, she asked me to be a distraction.

She can be quite pushy when she wants to be, you know?

Don't you see?

We were given a gift...

Rebirth unfettered by vampirism.

We were made clean, and all that was asked

was a pittance in return, and you could not even give that.

Finn, you're angry, and when you're angry,

you don't think straight.

So just give me a chance.

You don't deserve another chance, Kol.

So I'm gonna give you the one thing

I know you fear most... death.

No. No!

I curse you to this body, unable to jump to another.

Over the next few days, I want you to contemplate

what's to come... A meaningless, lonely death

and the darkness to follow.

Clock starts now.

Be sure to say your good-byes.

Go, brother. I will not miss you.

Mary: There. You let that sit.

You'll feel better in the morning.

Mary, I am so sorry.

For what, knowing a monster, having baggage in your past?

We all got that, some worse than others.

When Jack was down, you fought for him.

Lot of married folk never get that far.

You ok? I'll live.

That's the thing I can't figure out.

Why didn't he kill me?

Klaus was afraid of trusting anyone.

I think he realized that not trusting you would be worse.

He'd end up surrounded by enemies, alone.

I want to tell you a story...

About a beautiful baby girl...

And the parents who swore they would die to protect her.

Klaus: The wedding works in our favor.

Newly empowered and ruled by Hayley,

the wolves will be an asset to our family.

Elijah: Yes, assuming you're willing

to trust Jackson with our secrecy.

Must confess, brother,

I'm a little surprised to find that you do.

Well, faith in Jackson is a means to an end.

If I had simply killed him,

Hayley would have turned against me.

You should have seen the ferocity

with which she defended him.

It was impressive.

That being said, I don't take the matter of secrets lightly.

Once the wedding takes place

and the wolves are forever altered,

well, Jackson's fate becomes a little less certain.

Rebekah: Hello, Nik.

I don't suppose you imagined

that always and forever would lead us to this.

Rebekah.

You absolutely will not believe the week I've had.

Good. You're awake.

I've just one more question.

Ok. Let my guys go free,

and I'll tell you whatever it is you want to know.

How selfless, but we've already established that

you don't know anything of any consequence.

However, it's a common belief

among the werewolves that you were,

in fact, the last person to see Niklaus' child alive.

You were in possession of the baby's corpse.

So tell me, how, exactly, did the baby die?

You don't remember.

You don't remember because you were compelled to forget.

Why would Niklaus compel away the truth

from the vampire he thinks of as his adopted son, what...

Besides a desire to protect his own daughter?

She's still alive...

And now you and your vampires are gonna help me find her.

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