The Originals (2013–2018): Season 3, Episode 12 - Dead Angels - full transcript

Previously on The Originals...
FREYA:
If this prophecy is fulfilled,

you will all fall:
one by friend,

one by foe and one by family.

And as you rot
in the ocean,

remember my face, Tristan,

'cause it's gonna be the last
one that you ever see.

AYA:
Tristan de Martel

guided this organization
for centuries.

I will not allow that defeat
to hamper our cause.

Those Dark Objects
are my family's legacy.

Give them back



or I will take them back

and I swear you will
regret this moment.

The only thing I regret
is failing to realize

how far you've spun
out of control!

Somewhere out there
is an elusive weapon

capable of killing an Original.

I'm calling to suggest
we pool our efforts to find it.

Ariane.
Come forward, please.

And what do you want from me?

ARIANE:
Water will act as a conductor,

allowing me to enter your mind.

Did you see it? The weapon?

An unending darkness
lies before you.

A pale horse.



I am released.

There is only one other person

capable of deciphering
the witch's riddle;

the very person
with whom I shared

my memories of that night:
my trusted therapist.

The horse was made
of the White Oak.

That weapon is here.

(chanting quietly)
(footsteps approaching)

How's it going in here?

We're cloaked.
For now.

But I can sense somebody's
searching for you,

and my guess is it's
Freya Mikaelson.

I guess that's what happens
when you steal the one thing

that can kill
her entire family.

I wouldn't have taken it
if Klaus hadn't confiscated

my Dark Objects, so technically
this is his fault.

You try explaining that to him.

I have it all worked
out-- you put up

a boundary spell
Klaus can't enter.

If he wants what's his,
he'll give me back what's mine.

Those Dark Objects were made
by New Orleans witches.

I want 'em back
just as much as you do.

Good. Then I chose
the right partner.

Cami, you got to see
the mess you're in.

You jacked the one weapon

that can kill the most powerful
vampires in the world.

You got a target on your back.

Klaus wouldn't hurt me.
Klaus ain't the only one
that's gonna

come looking for the White Oak.
Then let's get this over with.

Vincent!

I'm sick of playing

at a disadvantage.

It's what got me killed.

I'm going to take your silence
as a resounding agreement

with my very reasonable plan.

Now all I have to do
is invite Klaus.
Cami,

are you sure
you want to do this?

(phone whooshes)

What happened to her?

This is what
befalls anyone

who bargains
with Elijah Mikaelson.

Ariane discovered the weapon
that could kill an Original.

And since Elijah
would never allow anyone

to posses so deadly a secret...

he killed her.

She was nice to me.

Then perhaps
you won't mind spending

a little more time together.

You and the others
will channel her,

search her mind
and find the weapon.

DAVINA:
It's a little disrespectful
to the dead, don't you think?

Not to mention dangerous.
If Elijah finds out...

I know better than you
how dangerous Elijah can be.

And yet, as he is my sire,
my life

and the lives of the Strix
are tied to his.

So...

I will not rest

until that weapon is found.

So that's how it is.

You recruit a witch from my city

and you don't even tell me.

I'm not in the habit
of explaining my decisions

to subordinates.

She's just a kid.

Davina Claire

is a former regent.

A shame she aligned with us
only after her shunning.

But then, some things
are beyond even my control.

Hey...

I'm not gonna let her
be your puppet.

You are in no position
to make demands.

If the prophecy is true,
the Mikaelsons will fall

within the year
and us along with them.

I have a plan
that will keep us alive.

Perhaps you should
focus on proving yourself

essential to my plan.

Ah. Vincent.

I should have known Camille
would seek powerful fools

to aid in this rather
futile gambit.

As I send you off to
join your ancestors,

just know this is her fault.

I was hoping for a simple trade,

but seeing as how
everything you took

can't possibly fit
in that briefcase,

I'm gonna go ahead
and assume that "simple"

ain't exactly your style, huh?

Why don't you take down
this barrier?

I'll show you precisely
what my style entails.

Seriously?

I have an ancient, mystical

weapon of doom,
and instead of agreeing

to my very fair trade,
you're making threats.

There she is.

Traitor to my family,

thief of that which is mine.
Don't be dramatic.

Like I said,
I just wanted your attention.

And seeing as you're here,
I'd say I got it.

Yes, a rather effective tactic.

One I usually
reserve for enemies,

and here I thought
we were intimates.

We are.

But relationships are built
on trust and equality,

and we don't have either
if you're confiscating my stuff.

And so your response
is to steal what's mine

in an attempt
to bend my will to your own.

I just want back what you took.

What, that's, like,
a third of them?

So would you like a third

of the White Oak?
Are you really gonna do this?

Okay, listen, I'm gonna leave
you two lovebirds alone, but,

uh, y'all want my advice,

y'all best
to finish this up

before someone
finds out what she took.

HAYLEY:
Okay, so what's the plan?

Cami's out there with the
White Oak and I'm not gonna lose

one more person
that I care about.

Niklaus can handle Camille.
Till then,

I'll keep Aya
distracted.

Why don't you just kill her?

She and I have history.

You two had a thing?

Aya was a towering intellect

with an insatiable curiosity.

Passionate,
fearless

and something of an outcast.

Long ago, I invited her to...

join a rather elite company.

I determined
she was perfectly tailored

to bear the responsibility
of an immortal life.

I made her like me.

She was one of the first Strix.

We cared for one another deeply.

Together
we created

a fellowship unburdened

by the limitations of man.

It was the pursuit

of a glorious new world.

And then Father...

Led by that
unquenchable desire

to slay his children,
Mikael descended,

accompanied by a small army.
He laid to waste

everything that I built.

So... we had no
choice but to run.

Come with me.

Aya did not.

So when Tristan found
her, he rescued her.

She, of course, came to see him
as something of a savior.

And in time, beneath
his corrupted guidance,

they made the Strix
what they are today--

a hive of depraved
and ignorant savages.

And she's never forgiven me.

I'm not entirely certain
I've ever forgiven myself.

Well...

given all that,

how exactly do you plan
on keeping her distracted?

With a little salt...

in an old wound.

(chanting)

We're getting nowhere.

Take some time,
gather your focus.

We'll reconvene in an
hour. And we won't stop

until we get what we need.

I know you're not
a New Orleans witch.

But you did die here.

When I was a little girl
I remember being told

that a witch
who wasn't consecrated

would never know peace.

The ancestors may hate me,

but at the end of the day,
witches take care of their own.

...trinket I made

when we were children.
A toy.

ARIANE:
You found it, which means

you've come to kill me.

CAMI:
I think you need to calm down,

count to ten,
focus on your breathing.

Is this amusing to you?

Endangering my family?

Am I laughing? I want
to put this all behind us.

You of all people know what I am
capable of, and yet you seem

determined to incur my wrath.

I'm gonna ask you
one last time...

"Give me the White Oak."

Am I right?

My answer is, happily,
as soon as you stop

screwing around
and give me back what's mine.

If I give your trinkets back,

I embolden all manner
of foolishness.

You will
grow arrogant

under the false belief
you have power

and ultimately
you will end up dead.

(scoffs)

Klaus, you're afraid something

will happen to me?

Guess what,
something already did.

Your ex hates me so much,
she murdered me.

She's gonna
have to pay for that.

And since I can't
fight her fair and square,

I need those Dark Objects.

Fine.

I'll retrieve your toys.

Keep this bloody barrier up
till I return.

My witches have made
a discovery.

Whatever it was, Elijah clearly
wants it to remain hidden.

We can only assume
a weapon is in play

and that all our
lives are at risk.

We will not rest

until that weapon is
under our control.

Hello, everyone.

Wonderful to see you all.

Aya, don't we look
so very comfortable indeed

leading Tristan's
little circus.

Sadly,

one does not simply ascend
to the position of leader.

Kind of has to be
by my consent.

You see, I am

the maker, the creator,

the founding father.

I am the one
who chooses the leader here,

and fortunately
for every last one of you,

I have an excellent candidate
in mind.

See, today is the day

I take back what is mine.

Do I hear any objections?

So ladies and gentlemen,

the offer I extend
to you is simple enough.

You follow me, I shall
return you all to greatness.

You're really just gonna come in
here and start making demands?

Ah, shh, shh, shh.
Marcel, grown-ups are talking.

Aya, how long
has it been-- eight,

900 years since you saw this?

For the uninitiated--
The Charter of the Strix,

written by... oh, yes-- me.

And it says here,
it shall be

my duty to uphold the tenants
of the Charter.

(singsongy):
Dah-dah, dah-dah, dah.

Oh, this is important.

"In the absence
of a worthy leader,

"charter shall be invoked,

"and complete dominion
shall be restored to...

Elijah Mikaelson."

AYA:
Ah.

If you were determined to stake
this absurd claim as founder,

then I invoke the right
of Ludum Regale.

I'm sorry, does
someone want

to please explain
what the hell that is?

Ludum Regale-- Game of Kings.

Let's not do this, shall we?

You cannot invoke one element
of the Charter

and disregard the rest.

As it happens, I know the rules.

After all...
I helped you write them.

If our leadership is in doubt

and politics proves divisive,

a contest of strength
and cunning

shall determine the
line of succession.

So, I challenge
you to a duel.

Whomever holds the Charter
at the stroke of midnight

shall be the new
leader of the Strix.

You would choose strength
over cunning?

Do you accept?

(chanting)

(repeating chant)

(clattering)

(gasps)

(gasps)

HAYLEY:
Hey!

Hey!

Are you serious
with all that noise?!

Oh, I'm sorry. Has my
therapist's betrayal

inconvenienced your
otherwise tranquil day?

HAYLEY:
Our daughter has been upset.

She's still dealing with
the fact that Jack is gone,

and the only thing that calms
her is her favorite toy,

which Cami stole
to get back at you.

So, if you wake her up with
all this slamming around,

so help me, Cami will be
the least of your problems.

It pains me that Hope is upset,

so I'll add it
to the long list of grievances

I'm already tallying, hmm?

I know that you're
angry at Cami, Klaus,

but you know
as well as I do that

she's not in
her right mind.

I beg to differ. Camille seems
quite lucid tucked away

behind the barrier spell
in the City of the Dead

as she taunts me with
the very means of my demise!

(panting)

Anything you care
to share with the group?

Oh, we're really gonna do this.

Oldest,
most sophisticated society

of vampires in the world,

and we settle
our disputes like kids

on the playground
at recess.

My sentiments precisely.

Aya seems to disagree.

I could order my brethren
to fight on my behalf.

Such is their loyalty.

But we both know, this
is between you and me.

Leadership must be earned,

and one way or another,
I will have that charter.

Come get it.

Klaus should be back by now.

He's got a lot of witch weapons
to pack up, not to mention all

the pride he's gonna have
to swallow.
You don't actually
feel sorry for him, do you?

Hell, no! But you got to admit,
you poked a real irritable bear.

Things are gonna be different
between you two.

I know Klaus better than anyone
outside of his family.

If using that knowledge
is a risk to get what I want,

then I'll take that risk.
Okay, well, here's the thing.

Klaus let you into his life
because he trusted you.

That girl never would have
stolen the one thing

under the sun that can kill him.

That girl is dead.

Come on.

You know something.

I can tell by the look
in your face.

(sighs)

If I knew something,
I'd tell you.

We're supposed to be sisters
now, right?

I don't know about that.

After all, the weapon
that we're looking for will

probably be used
to wipe out a whole sire line,

including some
of your vampire friends.

(laughs softly)

Is that what this is?

Pick on the new girl
'cause she knows a few vampires?

Big deal. I agreed to work
with the Strix, same as you.

You're nothing like me.

You actually believe Aya's going
to make good on her promises.

She already has.

She gave me the spell
to help the person

that I care about
more than anything.

All I need now is power,

and I'll do whatever
I have to to get it.

I was just a kid
when I became a sister.

My family was poor,
my mother was sick.

All I wanted

was to help them.

And there was Aya...

with all of her promises.

By the time I finished doing
everything she asked me...

my own mother couldn't even
stand the sight of me.

See, Davina, real magic,
like we use here--

it would change you.

My guess is,

it'll be right after

you've saved
that person you care about.

That's when
you'll lose everything.

You're wrong, because
that person that I care about--

he means way too much to me.

All I care about is leaving
this damn coven.

But first you're gonna
tell me what you know.
(gasps)

(chanting)

(gasps)

(yells, panting)

(grunting)

(lively crowd chatter)

You quite done?

You'd have me submit?

Once again,

I prove I have
a mind of my own.

(grunting)

(Aya groaning, panting)

Let's not make
this more unpleasant

than it needs to me.
After all this time,

how could you think
that we would follow you?

(soft grunt)
(grunting)

(crowd chatter, Aya grunting)

All of you swore loyalty
to a serpent

who seized control
of this fellowship,

all in the name
of furthering his tyranny.

Seize control-- is that
how you rewrite history?

You ran like a coward,

leaving Strix to be slaughtered
by your mad father.

I had no choice.

We all have a choice!

And that day I watched as

my fellow Strix
were slaughtered by the dozens.

I returned.

The moment I knew that my
family was safe, I returned...

to the horror...

the wreckage, the corpses,
the ruin.

The devastation that I felt
when I thought of your death.

But I did not die!

Thanks to the efforts
of a true nobleman.

Tristan saved us!

He earned our loyalty.

Tristan is a vulture,

a usurper who stole
our very dream...

violating everything
that we once fought for,

all in the name
of the twisted crusade.

Say what you will.

You choose your
own family always,

above all.

And that
is why

you're as cursed as them.

(grunting)

This is Elijah Mikaelson,

traitor to our cause!

You know I would rather die

than accept you as leader.

(grunting)

(gasping)

If that's your ultimatum...

...then I accept.

(panting, coughing)

MARCEL:
I thought you two were gonna
talk each other to death.

But since this is my city,
I say we play by my rules.

So...

catch me if you can.

If not, come midnight,

I'm in charge.

If someone's playing games,

just know the contest ends

when I claim...

♪ ♪

(beeping)

Camille!

(wind blowing)

(piano playing soft song)

♪ ♪

A young upstart steals
our charter,

yet you don't seem
all that concerned.

Well, I have my sources
searching for Marcel.

They won't be long.

Still, I can't imagine
that this turn of events

will improve your odds.

The game's not over.

When the Strix find Marcel,

they'll take back the Charter
and hand-deliver it to me.

Interesting.

Of course, Marcel is
very popular with the locals.

You understand
that if he seeks refuge

in any one of
the many residences around here,

neither you nor I may enter.

At the gym...

...you had the chance to end me.

You hesitated.

Why?

I wouldn't be too concerned.

Should the opportunity
present itself again,

I'll be certain
to finish the task.

(rattling)

Something's not right.

Hey,

stay here.

Camille!

She can't hear you.

As a matter of fact,

pretty soon now,
she'll be dead.

I hope you two parted
on good terms.

Show yourself.

(whispering voices)

You're one of the coven

affiliated with the Strix.

My sisters and I have come for
the one thing that can kill you.

Well, perhaps I'll find
your sisters and feed them

what remains of your insides.

(shouts)

I have a better idea.

(shouts)

(crack)

Where have you been?

We're not alone.

How is that even possible? What
happened to the boundary spell?

That's all good when you're
trying to keep out a vampire.

This feels
like something different.

This here is hallowed ground,

home to the nine covens
of New Orleans.

Y'all need to be
on y'all's way.

(groans, hisses)

Okay, I'm gonna give you
one guess

what they're here for.

Cami, either
they're gonna kill you

or Klaus will for losing
that thing. You need to go.

No. What about you?

Go. Run.

Now.

(exhales)

(rumbling)

(panting)

Who the hell are you?

Does it really matter?

You know what
I've come for.

Hand it over.

I'm not going to ask twice.

(cracking)
(screaming)

(panting, moaning)

You have a high tolerance
for pain.

Let's see how high.

(cracking)
(screams)

No.

(pants)

(grunting)

(high-pitched whistling)

(grunting)

(moans)

(chanting)

(panting)

Well, this little escapade has
been very cute indeed, Marcel.

Why don't you come outside
and give me the Charter?

Mm, no.
No, I'm fine right where I am.

I got about three minutes

until I'm the new Grand Poobah.

Until then,
good luck trying to find me.

Look outside.

(scoffs)

It's not difficult
to track your enemies

when your
sister's a witch.

Well, in that case,
good luck

getting in
without an invitation.

If you think I'm above burning
this place to the ground,

you are gravely mistaken.

Well, that's not very civilized,

is it?

Outside.

Now.

(bell tinkles)

Elijah?

Please come in.

You realize this is your doing.

Your attempt to manipulate
me played right into
our enemies' hands.

And I said I'm sorry.
Your apologies won't bring
back what's been lost.

Then shut up and let Vincent
track down that witch!

Where do you think you're going?

I want to find her
just as much as you do,

but I cannot concentrate,

not with
this pointless bickering.

KLAUS:
Well, then,
by all means,

please, go, attend
to your task.

You, however, are not
going to leave my sight!

(bell tinkles)

It's midnight, Elijah.

Time's run out.
According to our own laws,

the contest is complete.

Guess that makes me the winner.

Ridiculous.

This wasn't a contest.
This was evasion.

I had a little time
to read your charter.

The Ludum Regale was never meant
to be just a fistfight.

Aspiring leaders face off

in a contest
that requires cunning.

Why?

Because you want a leader

with more brains
than brawn.

Reason I beat you all
is because I know

every nook and cranny
in the Quarter.

Underground tunnels, secret
passageways between properties.

And since I'm so charming,

I get invited everywhere.

(grunts)

Hey, you kill me,

you are in violation
of your own damn charter.

(grunts) Nobody's gonna
follow your rules if you can't

follow them yourself.

He's right, Elijah.
Let him go.

(chuckles)

(grunts, coughs)

(panting)

I'm not the strongest one here.

But I won the game.

I've been watching
the Mikaelsons my whole life.

Studied them since I was a kid.

That's how I drove them out of
New Orleans in the first place.

Rebuilt this city in my image

under my rules.

Offered alliances
to all of my friends

and got rid of everybody else.

This is my city
because I took it.

That is what a leader does!

If this prophecy

that you're all
afraid of is gonna happen,

it's gonna
happen here,

on my streets.

And if we're gonna stop it

from killing us all,

who's a better leader than me?

This is absurd.

Marcel has won.

Better to stand with him
and fight to live

than stand with you.

You'll be little more
than an afterthought.

To the new leader
of the Strix...

Marcel Gerard.

What were you thinking? Did it
occur to you, the immense danger

you placed yourself in?
You were almost killed!

I would have been.
Thank God I had my Dark Objects.

The amount of vulnerability
you're feeling

right now, Klaus--
that's what I deal with

all the time. Why do you
think I'm so desperate

to protect myself?
If you had just

given me what I asked for...

Do not blame me.

I took a calculated risk,

yes.
Did it blow up in my face?

Yes.
And I am sorry.

I am. But if you had
just listened to me

we wouldn't be here right now.

(phone ringing)
It's the same story
with you, Klaus.

For a thousand years
you-you control,

you manipulate, you do whatever
you need to do to get your way.

And I'm not gonna be a part
of it anymore. I don't care

how high the risk is.
Answer your bloody
phone, would you?

What?
Cami, you have to listen to me.
One of the Strix witches knows

where you are and she knows
that you have the White Oak.

You're a little late, kiddo.
She already took it,

which means, I guess,
the Strix have it now.

No, you don't understand.
When she got inside my head,

I got inside hers.
She's not working for the Strix.

So? I trust it went well?
(gasps)

Oh!

So much fuss
over such a little trinket.

You know, I'm so glad
that I can rely on you.

You've more than
earned your reward.

And now you will help me.

Free me from my perpetual
servitude to the Strix.

Yes.

I'll end it right now.

(shrieks, grunts)

(chuckles)

♪ ♪

You had to punch your hand
through my chest.

Oh, for the love...
(sighs)

Marcel, I was in character.
The moment took me.

Besides, between
that absurd contest

and your master class
performance...

Thank you.

...they were beautifully
distracted from this whole

White Oak business.
So...

to the new Grand Poobah.

Right.
Uh, which, actually

brings me to my next point.

Even if I can control
your friends,

what about your enemies?

If a sire line war heats up,

the Quarter is gonna
become a war zone.

And now we have an army.

So perhaps we can keep
this wretched prophecy at bay.

Oh, that's right. We fight
so you live, because

if Klaus falls, so do I.
And if you fall, well,

there go the Strix.

Indeed.

Try to keep
those clowns in line.

Thank you, Davina,

for your kindness.

How are you here?

You consecrated me.

You're with
the ancestors, with...
Yes.

With Kol.

And things are not
going well for him.

Can you help him?

You have to help him.

You're the only one who can.

Our coven's magic is dark

and it comes
at a very high price.

But together,
as sisters, we are powerful.

You can use that power
to save your friend Kol.

If not, you will
lose him to a fate

far worse than death.

I have killed
many, many people

for far less
than what you've done.

What do you
want me to say, Klaus?

Thank you for not killing me?

You're in the throes
of a metamorphosis

you cannot possibly comprehend.

One that has clearly
impaired your judgment.

I may not yet know
who I am or what I am,

but I do know
I will never live in fear

of anyone again.

Ever.

You could have trusted me.

Klaus...
(door opens)

(door closes)

Heavy is the head
that wears the crown.

You've no idea where
to begin, do you?

I'm no stranger
to running things.

I've been doing it here
for a long while.

Well, give or take
an intermission or two.

First thing I'd like to
do is make sure

I know who's on my side.

The problem, as I see it,
is simple.

The Strix are comprised
of one sire line. And now

we are to be led by a
vampire from another.

Regardless of the distinction,

all our lives are bound
to those who made us.

And should this prophecy come
to pass, we will all perish.

As leader, how would you
navigate that threat?

You don't go to war

without wise guidance.

Victory depends
on having many advisors.

And by the look
in your eyes, it looks like

you have
some advice to give.

So... spill it.

Not that long ago

we developed a contingency plan.

♪ ♪

There is a reason
I recruited Davina Claire.

You see, with the right witches,
the correct spell,

the precise binding agent,

there is a means to eradicate
our link to our sires.

making us free from
the Mikaelsons forever. Then,

and only then, will we
have true independence.

Davina is...

obstinate,
but she will listen to you.

So what do you say?

Will you lead the
Strix to freedom?

♪ ♪

I trust Freya had no luck
finding that witch.

Not in the...

seven minutes since
your last inquiry, Niklaus, no.

Aurora's involvement
changes everything.

If Aya and the Strix
had the Oak, we could at least

be certain
you were not the target.

But with the weapon
in Aurora's hands...

I do wonder which one of us
she'll try and kill first.

You broke her heart, I...

broke her mind.

I suppose both of us
share the sin

of Tristan's unceremonious
burial at sea.

Mm.

It's normally we

who pose the threat
to our intimates.

It's an odd feeling--

the roles
reversed.

I always did
loathe irony.

♪ ♪

(man grunts softly)

I finished the last one.

Fabulous.

If you don't
mind my asking,

what animal do you aim to hunt
with bullets made of wood?

Not an animal at all, Daring.

A monster.

An entire family of them.