The Originals (2013–2018): Season 3, Episode 13 - Heart Shaped Box - full transcript
Aurora uses Freya as bait to lure the Mikaelson brothers into a trap.
Previously on The Originals...
FREYA:
If this prophecy is fulfilled,
they will all fall,
one by friend,
one by foe, and one
by a family.
I challenge you to a dual.
Whomever holds the charter
at the stroke
of midnight shall be
the new leader of the Strix.
Catch me.
If not, I'm in charge.
Marcel has won. You're the
new leader of the Strix.
So the Strix have
their own personal coven?
I'll make certain
you're granted the power
to bring back your precious Kol.
In exchange, you will
become one of my sisters
and find the weapon
that can kill an Original.
With the right witches,
the correct spell,
the precise binding agent,
there is a means
to eradicate our link
to our sires.
Davina is obstinate,
but she will listen to you.
You know what I've come for.
Hand it over.
(screaming)
KLAUS: With the weapon
in the Aurora's hands...
I wonder which one of us
she'll kill first.
What animal do you aim to hunt
with bullets made of wood?
A monster.
An entire family of them.
(indistinct conversations)
KLAUS:
The tax payers of New Orleans
deserve a skilled
chief of police.
How inept are you if not
a single one of your men
can locate
the woman I seek.
We're trying.
She's a ghost.
Aurora du Martel
is rather petite
and may indeed be able
to slip through the cracks
like a wicked little cricket,
but she is not a ghost.
Not yet.
I think this city's finest
could try a bit harder, hmm?
FREYA: I see we're in
for another
normal Mikaelson breakfast.
Niklaus, for heaven's sakes,
release the poor creature.
No!
(groaning)
That's not what I meant.
He'll live,
and he'll remember to do better.
Is all this torture
necessary?
Where have you been?
I was making sure
that the Strix
and their witches are out
trying to find
your loony ex-girlfriend.
Is that okay by you?
Gentlemen, please.
MARCEL: All of our heads
are on the chopping block
because he lost the one thing
that can kill an Original.
It's not his fault that Cami
is waving the White Oak around
like a kite, or that Aurora made
a deal with one of your witches.
Oh, yeah, it is.
Quite capable of defending
myself, thank you, Freya.
What I cannot do
is cast a spell
to find Aurora.
In that respect, we're alike.
Aurora is cloaked,
most likely
by the very witch she killed.
I have been working
non-stop every day...
Well, you've stopped now.
Haven't you?
Well, go on. On your way.
Do you talk
to our other sister like this?
Didn't think so.
Freya?
What do we know about
this traitor in the Strix coven?
MARCEL:
Nothing.
No one knows
how Aurora got to her.
No one knows where Aurora is.
Our coven hit the same
cloaking spell as Freya.
Your coven? Making yourself
quite comfortable with
the Strix, aren't you?
Yeah, yeah.
To help you.
Any other news
from your new BFFs you'd like
to make us aware of?
Niklaus,
why don't we reserve any
malevolent intentions
for ex-girlfriends?
(horns playing Dixieland jazz)
Let's see if
the 9,000th time's the charm.
(musical whooshing
and whistling)
(chanting)
(sighs)
(whoosh, wind whistling)
Are you looking for me?
♪ ♪
Why aren't you working
with the other girls?
They just slow me down.
Look, I've done this before.
Last year,
I had Esther's grimoire.
I studied it cover to cover.
Now I know more
about breaking the sire link
than any other witch.
How lovely,
but as it is my life
that depends upon the completion
of that spell,
it will be my coven
that verifies your work.
Fine.
Let them verify it.
So, then...
have you finished?
All I need is
the binding agent.
And what will that require?
My spell is based off the one
that the Mikaelsons' mother used
to make them vampires
in the first place.
She was an artist. She had her
own unique way of doing things.
If I'm gonna finish this spell,
I need someone
who knew her techniques.
Let me guess.
Someone like...
Kol Mikaelson.
If you want the spell.
Tread carefully,
Davina Claire.
Every negotiation
has a moment
where the lesser
party must submit.
(sighs)
You are very quickly
approaching yours.
Let the sisters help me
resurrect Kol.
He'll give us the missing
ingredient, I promise.
If not, you may never find it.
(sighs)
I assume you know
what this is.
It's a Hand of Glory.
A mystic candle, when lit,
it will let me open any window.
Even one to the afterworld.
So I can only see Kol
until that creepy thing
burns down to nothing,
and then he's gone?
If you want Kol
to remain permanently,
make sure he gives us
the information we need.
(children playing)
Come to pay your respects?
It's easy
to speak well of Jackson.
He was a good man.
Though it's a bit macabre,
isn't it?
Burying his heart
under a sapling.
At least Hope will have
a place to visit him.
I don't want her to forget
how much he loved her.
I am sorry...
for your loss.
Mm, everybody's sorry.
Doesn't make a whole lot
of difference, does it?
Perhaps not.
I've heard that time
heals all wounds,
but that has not been
my own experience.
I wonder if keeping busy
might help distract you
from your grief.
You have something in mind?
Aurora's still at large,
no doubt plotting her revenge.
She used to Camille
to get to me once.
She may do so again.
And Cami is rather vulnerable.
I'd like to provide
some safeguarding.
Isn't that your job?
No.
Not anymore.
Fine.
(phone buzzes)
Can I assume
our very gifted sister has
finally found my lunatic ex?
From the looks of things...
I would say
that the lunatic ex found Freya.
Well, then, we'll procure
another witch to track her.
There's no need.
I'm in Freya's bell tower.
Let me guess.
Aya needs something
else done.
Actually, I came to let you know
I'm on your side.
Then maybe you can tell Aya
to let me bring back Kol
permanently.
D, I hear you,
but we need to talk priorities.
Kol has been dead.
He can stay dead
a little while longer.
But my life could end
at any minute.
I know.
Just please tell me
you don't trust her.
I don't.
But I do trust you,
and I need you to trust me.
Okay, Aya's always gonna
be playing her own game,
just like everybody else
in this town,
but now more than ever,
we got to stick together.
And when this is over,
I will help you raise
your pain-in-the ass boyfriend
from the dead.
KLAUS:
"A forest of pine.
"And a box made so fine.
"Come quickly. If not,
then poor Freya shall rot,
buried in dirt
for all time."
The woman is insane.
Does she have to punish us
with the world's most
unfortunate limerick?
Is it not enough
that we're forced
to play her
wretched games?
Freya saw a vision
of herself buried alive.
Aurora will do
everything in her power
to bring about
this miserable prophecy.
Let's go stop her, shall we?
(birds chirping)
(gasps)
What did you do to me?
I used the same
concoction on you
that my brother
crafted for my...
episodes.
It's rather effective,
wouldn't you say?
(stammering)
Oh...
(shudders)
Poor dear.
To think, Freya,
we could've been sisters.
Unfortunately, I've spent
enough time with witches
to know that casting spells
requires focus,
and focus requires
clarity of mind,
something you don't
currently have.
My brothers will come for me.
(laughs) That's good.
'Cause that's precisely
what I'm counting on.
The only question is...
will you still be alive
when they get here?
(gunshot)
♪ ♪
(door closes)
(footsteps approaching)
Your doorbell
is broken downstairs.
I keep forgetting to compel
the shady landlord to fix it.
Next time, text.
You could get hurt,
sneaking up on someone with
a stockpile of dark objects.
Was it worth it?
Risking the lives of, oh,
every vampire in existence
over your petty fight
with Klaus?
And here I thought
this was a social call.
More like a wake-up
call, Cami.
You haven't been
yourself lately,
and in your
less-than-sane moments,
you have been putting the people
that I care about in danger.
See, I sort of thought
I had proven myself.
I did risk what was left
of my life to save yours.
And maybe what I need
is some space
to deal with this whole...
I don't know, being dead,
drinking blood,
living forever.
If you have come to lecture me,
save it.
I have been
lecturing myself for weeks.
You're right.
Is this your coat?
Great.
You don't need a lecture,
but I am gonna take
your ass to school.
(footsteps crunching in leaves)
Freya's not
in there.
She was--
I can smell her blood--
but the stronger scent
is due west.
You track the scent;
I'll take the cabin.
Niklaus...
Whatever happens,
you promise me...
Aurora dies today.
(birds singing)
♪ ♪
(gasps)
Oh...
(groans)
♪ ♪
Modern weaponry
for the modern woman.
With a little bit
of flair, of course.
I couldn't help myself.
It's pretty, no?
Pretty vulgar.
Theatrical and tasteless
as ever.
Where's Freya?
Oh, Elijah...
you remain a stick in the mud.
And it seems your darling sister
takes after you.
She's stuck
in the mud, too,
somewhere out there,
busy as a little bee, dying.
If not already dead.
(sighs)
(panting)
Finn...
I need your help.
(coughs quietly)
♪ ♪
Legions of deadly enemies have
fallen by my family's hand.
What makes you think
you stand a chance?
You actually believe
in your own myth
you and your brother created.
Nothing lasts
always and forever,
and certainly not you.
So what are we waiting for?
Niklaus.
I'm not here to kill Niklaus.
I'm only waiting
for him to arrive...
(hammer clicks)
...so he can watch you die.
So this is you
taking me to school?
There is a fight coming, Cami.
That's what the prophecy says.
And you're not gonna be
much good to the home team
if you're just standing around,
waving a bunch of antiques.
Huh.
You see this?
This will paralyze anyone
who tries to attack me.
Great.
But... then what?
You need to learn
how to defend yourself.
Come on, Hayley, everyone knows
a baby vamp
is borderline useless.
Even Josh could wipe
the floors with me.
I need these.
I'm not saying throw them away.
This used to be a church, right?
And then it got
condemned.
If Marcel hadn't seen
the possibilities,
someone would've bulldozed it
and turned it into some
generic chain store.
It's still a church.
But it's also something more.
I'm a hybrid,
but I'm also a mom.
And a widow.
And an Alpha.
You are a psychologist.
And a bartender.
And, yes, you have
some insane family legacy
that comes with
a bunch of cool toys, but...
if you don't embrace the fact
that you're also a vampire now,
you're gonna end up dead.
For real, this time.
You know, I'm not
used to being
on the receiving end
of solid advice.
Well, you caught me
on a good day.
So now what?
We're gonna get in that ring
and you're gonna try
and punch me.
(chanting)
(panting)
Are you okay?
Well, it seems
I'm not as popular
in the afterlife
as I am with you.
And as happy as I am to
see you, Davina Claire, I...
I truly wish you didn't join
this particular coven.
They're a means to an end.
AYA: He's a bit old
for you, isn't he?
By a good millennium,
I'd say.
Nevertheless...
We're in a bit of a hurry.
Aya.
I thought someone
would've killed you by now.
Some of us are more durable
than others.
Speaking of,
you're very welcome
to remain a ghost,
unless you prove useful
to my cause.
The de-siring spell
I was working on last year.
Your mother told you to kill it
or to kill me.
If she was worried,
then I must have been close,
and you must have
known how close.
Which means you know
how to finish it.
AYA:
In other words,
you will provide
the missing ingredient.
The binding agent.
Now.
I'd forgotten
how cuddly you are.
If you want me
to talk, fine.
But I'm only
talking to her.
I can wait.
(exhales)
There it is...
that look.
I know it all too well.
You think, somehow,
I'm responsible
for your little breakup.
How adorably delusional
of you, Aurora.
You do realize
that you're utterly insane?
Niklaus can be
resilient,
but there's only so much madness
even he can take.
I suppose, eventually,
he was able to distinguish
between real love
and some... petty desire.
Once he'd discarded you,
the veil was lifted
and all that remained
was something quite pathetic.
The veil is lifted,
all right.
Love is nothing but a trap.
The one truth you speak,
the one thing that
I agree with entirely...
Only the love of family
is unbreakable.
It is the only love
worth fighting for.
And my beloved brother, Tristan,
suffers in a box,
drowning over
and over again,
unable to die.
So I will end his suffering
by ending you, his sire.
And the look on Niklaus's face
as a white oak bullet
pierces your heart
and takes your life...
...will be the salve
for my own broken heart.
Stop this.
Why?
One brother's life to end
another brother's torment?
It's almost poetic.
The bullets...
they're white oak, Niklaus.
KLAUS:
We both know
you're not going
to pull the trigger.
Yet again, you're wrong.
(gunshot)
(pants, coughs)
Tend to Freya.
I have to murder my ex.
Esther Mikaelson
was two things:
a-a genius witch
and an overprotective
matriarch.
The sire link is a facet
of her most powerful spell
used to protect
those she loved most.
And, as such...
(sighs)
it's impossible to break.
You know, I can tell
you're lying to me,
no matter what face you wear.
Don't you get it?
If I can break
the sire bond,
I can use the power of
the Sisters to bring you back.
Kol, we can finally be together.
Why won't you just tell me?
Because, darling, I guarantee
you won't like the answer.
(sighs) Fine.
At least I know
it's not impossible.
Please don't do this.
Kol's linked to that candle,
so whatever
our two lovebirds say,
our witches will be
able to hear it.
I don't think that
a few more minutes of privacy
is too much to ask.
I don't give a damn
about young love.
They have a task.
They had better finish it.
DAVINA:
Esther cast the spell.
You died with vampire blood
in your system,
came back, fed.
Then you were vampires.
(sighs) So...
the core of
the sire link
has to be blood.
If there's a loophole,
it's blood-related.
Not just blood-related.
For it to work,
someone has to die.
So please, stop.
The spell centers
around blood,
but just taking someone's blood
wouldn't kill them.
You need their heart.
Look, I understand
you want to bring me back,
but this is a devil's bargain.
It has to be
more complicated than that.
It can't just be
any old vampire,
the heart has to be special.
(Davina sighs)
Do you need a heart
outside the link?
An unsired heart.
Damn it, Davina!
In 1,000 years,
there hasn't been a vampire
born outside a line,
un... til...
MARCEL:
What do they say?
The missing ingredient
is the heart of
an unsired vampire.
Hayley Marshall was turned
by the magic infused
in her own child's blood.
Oh, hell no.
Not by another vampire.
Look, you're not
going after...
Locate her.
Now.
You were right to run.
What I'm going to do to you
will redefine
the word "sadistic."
(whooshing)
(gunshot)
It was such a beautifully carved
little knight.
I could tell the effort
you put into it.
Since you have such
an appreciation for chess...
...queen takes king.
Ah!
(grunts)
Again.
(grunts)
Come on, post-grad,
you can do better than that.
Ah!
Again.
(groans)
(laughs)
Oh, look at you.
(laughs breathlessly)
We keep that up,
you might be giving Josh
a run for his money.
Hey.
Thanks for coming
to find me today.
Oh, don't get all mushy on me.
You're a bartender.
You can thank me with a beer.
Deal. (laughs)
(phone buzzing)
Hey.
Hayley, you have
to listen to me.
Aya's witches are coming
to kill you.
What?
Get out of here.
Right now.
(screams)
(groaning)
(moans, pants)
Ah!
(grunts)
(shouts)
(groaning)
(chokes)
(groaning continues)
(grunting)
Looking for this?
White oak seems wasted on you...
...but it will kill you,
just the same.
Nik, please.
You never should've come back.
You never should've let me.
(grunts)
I'm sorry.
ELIJAH:
Aurora...
(gunshot)
(groaning)
Oh...
You want my heart?
Then come and get it!
(groaning continues)
What are you doing?
The Sisters
already found Hayley.
I have to help her.
You'll never make it
there in time.
I'm not just gonna let her die.
Then stop
and let me help you.
For better or worse,
you're linked
to this nasty little coven.
Which means
if I take you down...
The Sisters go down, too.
How are you gonna do magic?
I'll draw it from the candle
that's holding me here.
It's not the sexiest way
to spend our final moments
together, but...
you can make it up to me.
Night on the town
in a little black dress...
(chuckles)
(groans)
(panting)
Definitely our worst date ever.
(blood sloshing)
(Elijah screaming)
(gasping)
The bullet didn't
puncture your heart.
Leave... me... and finish her.
(heart beating)
It gets closer with every beat.
(grunts, panting)
I have to stop it.
No. No.
We made a promise.
Don't do this.
I am not going to leave you.
(neck snaps, heartbeat stops)
(grunts)
(grunts)
(heart beating)
(groaning)
I thought I smelled arrogance.
I think you meant
"confidence."
But I can understand
how the uneducated
are apt to
confuse the two.
Yeah? You want to tell me
what your dead-eyed drones
want with my heart?
It's nothing personal.
I just value my
life above yours.
(both grunting)
Aya, you take her heart,
you start a war.
Don't let your association
with werewolf trash
cloud the opportunity
before you.
(grunts)
The Mikaelsons
will kill us
before you can even light
the candles on that spell.
(both grunting)
There is no alternative.
You're wrong.
Give me a few hours to
set this thing straight.
Or push me out of the
way and condemn yourself
and everyone else in the Strix
to a slow and painful death.
(both grunting)
I want to be de-linked
just as much as you do.
Give me the chance to
do it the right way.
(panting)
Bring me a solution by midnight,
or I will rip out your heart
right before I come back
and take hers.
(panting)
(trumpet playing jazz music,
ship horn blowing in distance)
(sighs)
The attack was about
breaking the sire link.
Marcel told me
that Aya's witches
already have a spell to do it.
And how does your heart
play into all of this?
I'm the only un-sired vampire
in history.
Apparently, that's the key
to making it work.
And yet, Marcel neglected
to mention it this morning.
Hey, ease up.
He saved me.
But the Strix
might yet come for you.
Let them.
I'm not an easy target.
They'd be better off trying
to find some witchy workaround.
Unless they already have.
They need my heart.
Or one that's identical to it.
Jackson.
(sighs)
The unification ceremony
didn't just marry us,
it also made his heart
a mirror image of mine.
We need to dig it up.
Klaus.
Aurora's bullet
very nearly killed Elijah.
When she returns,
and she will,
I would prefer
the vampires of New Orleans
be obligated to protect us.
They'll be more
likely to do so
if our lives
remain linked to theirs.
Niklaus is right.
The sire-link
has to remain unbroken.
We have to go.
♪ You are the fire
to my thoughts ♪
♪ The spark that starts it all ♪
♪ And with your eyes... ♪
We've wasted so much time.
Hardly.
Now, watching you sleep
has been
the most fun I've had in months.
(sniffles)
I'll bring you back soon.
She promised.
I appreciate you trying.
But Aya never
keeps her promises.
Seriously, darling.
But you have to let me go.
The longer you stay
in this coven,
the more dangerous
it becomes for you.
Then I'll bring you back
and we'll take them on together.
We can do anything,
can't we?
Please?
I love you,
Kol Mikaelson.
♪ Don't you let us ♪
♪ Lose to an early grave... ♪
In that case...
...you best kiss me before I go.
♪ To find the words
that will never explain ♪
♪ How I need you,
how I see you ♪
♪ How you are everything
that I have ♪
♪ Where I will love you ♪
♪ I will love you... ♪
Who would do this?
Who would steal his heart?
♪ Don't you let us ♪
♪ Lose to an early grave... ♪
It was the only piece of Jackson
that I had left.
(sighs)
♪ And then 50 more ♪
♪ To find the words
that will never explain ♪
(sighs)
♪ How I need you... ♪
We'll find
who did this.
And return the favor tenfold.
This is your solution, Marcel?
The heart of a dead werewolf?
Well, not just any werewolf,
Hayley's husband.
I was at her wedding.
His heart became one with hers.
Ask Davina.
He's right.
I wouldn't be here
if it wasn't gonna work.
I assume the grieving widow
didn't just hand it over.
Pray tell,
how did you procure
this little gem?
This is my city.
Nothing happens in it
without me knowing.
You're welcome.
You did prove yourself
quite the creative leader today.
Yeah, I'd say so,
considering I just found a way
to keep you and everyone
in this organization alive.
I want to be free
of the Mikaelsons
just as much as you do.
Get in the way of that again,
and I will be just as creative
in finding a way
to kill you.
(chuckles softly)
Don't be cross, Marcel Gerard.
You're finally
starting to learn.
Commitment to a common goal
is as strong a bond as family.
Practicing your
torture techniques, Niklaus?
Clearing my mind.
Some children
cuddle with a blanket.
Mine loves her chess piece.
Aren't you full of surprises.
You're surprised
I came for you.
You are my sister, Freya.
And you are a part
of this family,
always and forever.
Do you know, I never thought
I'd hear myself say this,
but I wholeheartedly agree
with Niklaus.
So...
what's going to be
our next move?
Aurora has
more white oak,
and she's not gonna
stay quiet for long.
Aurora's not
the only problem.
Yes, it seems
there's no shortage
of those who would
stand against our family.
Let's kill them all.
(crickets chirping)
You've been following me
for miles, Aya,
and I'm really not
in the mood for a chat.
Then I'll be brief.
I've come to
make a proposal.
To offer you my assistance
in your future endeavors.
I know who I want to kill and
how exactly I intend to do it.
So what good are you to me?
Having a clear target
and hitting the bull's-eye
are two very different things.
Much easier when
you have the help
of a determined ally.
Assuming of course
we can find common ground.
I suspect our worlds can change
with a bang.
FREYA:
If this prophecy is fulfilled,
they will all fall,
one by friend,
one by foe, and one
by a family.
I challenge you to a dual.
Whomever holds the charter
at the stroke
of midnight shall be
the new leader of the Strix.
Catch me.
If not, I'm in charge.
Marcel has won. You're the
new leader of the Strix.
So the Strix have
their own personal coven?
I'll make certain
you're granted the power
to bring back your precious Kol.
In exchange, you will
become one of my sisters
and find the weapon
that can kill an Original.
With the right witches,
the correct spell,
the precise binding agent,
there is a means
to eradicate our link
to our sires.
Davina is obstinate,
but she will listen to you.
You know what I've come for.
Hand it over.
(screaming)
KLAUS: With the weapon
in the Aurora's hands...
I wonder which one of us
she'll kill first.
What animal do you aim to hunt
with bullets made of wood?
A monster.
An entire family of them.
(indistinct conversations)
KLAUS:
The tax payers of New Orleans
deserve a skilled
chief of police.
How inept are you if not
a single one of your men
can locate
the woman I seek.
We're trying.
She's a ghost.
Aurora du Martel
is rather petite
and may indeed be able
to slip through the cracks
like a wicked little cricket,
but she is not a ghost.
Not yet.
I think this city's finest
could try a bit harder, hmm?
FREYA: I see we're in
for another
normal Mikaelson breakfast.
Niklaus, for heaven's sakes,
release the poor creature.
No!
(groaning)
That's not what I meant.
He'll live,
and he'll remember to do better.
Is all this torture
necessary?
Where have you been?
I was making sure
that the Strix
and their witches are out
trying to find
your loony ex-girlfriend.
Is that okay by you?
Gentlemen, please.
MARCEL: All of our heads
are on the chopping block
because he lost the one thing
that can kill an Original.
It's not his fault that Cami
is waving the White Oak around
like a kite, or that Aurora made
a deal with one of your witches.
Oh, yeah, it is.
Quite capable of defending
myself, thank you, Freya.
What I cannot do
is cast a spell
to find Aurora.
In that respect, we're alike.
Aurora is cloaked,
most likely
by the very witch she killed.
I have been working
non-stop every day...
Well, you've stopped now.
Haven't you?
Well, go on. On your way.
Do you talk
to our other sister like this?
Didn't think so.
Freya?
What do we know about
this traitor in the Strix coven?
MARCEL:
Nothing.
No one knows
how Aurora got to her.
No one knows where Aurora is.
Our coven hit the same
cloaking spell as Freya.
Your coven? Making yourself
quite comfortable with
the Strix, aren't you?
Yeah, yeah.
To help you.
Any other news
from your new BFFs you'd like
to make us aware of?
Niklaus,
why don't we reserve any
malevolent intentions
for ex-girlfriends?
(horns playing Dixieland jazz)
Let's see if
the 9,000th time's the charm.
(musical whooshing
and whistling)
(chanting)
(sighs)
(whoosh, wind whistling)
Are you looking for me?
♪ ♪
Why aren't you working
with the other girls?
They just slow me down.
Look, I've done this before.
Last year,
I had Esther's grimoire.
I studied it cover to cover.
Now I know more
about breaking the sire link
than any other witch.
How lovely,
but as it is my life
that depends upon the completion
of that spell,
it will be my coven
that verifies your work.
Fine.
Let them verify it.
So, then...
have you finished?
All I need is
the binding agent.
And what will that require?
My spell is based off the one
that the Mikaelsons' mother used
to make them vampires
in the first place.
She was an artist. She had her
own unique way of doing things.
If I'm gonna finish this spell,
I need someone
who knew her techniques.
Let me guess.
Someone like...
Kol Mikaelson.
If you want the spell.
Tread carefully,
Davina Claire.
Every negotiation
has a moment
where the lesser
party must submit.
(sighs)
You are very quickly
approaching yours.
Let the sisters help me
resurrect Kol.
He'll give us the missing
ingredient, I promise.
If not, you may never find it.
(sighs)
I assume you know
what this is.
It's a Hand of Glory.
A mystic candle, when lit,
it will let me open any window.
Even one to the afterworld.
So I can only see Kol
until that creepy thing
burns down to nothing,
and then he's gone?
If you want Kol
to remain permanently,
make sure he gives us
the information we need.
(children playing)
Come to pay your respects?
It's easy
to speak well of Jackson.
He was a good man.
Though it's a bit macabre,
isn't it?
Burying his heart
under a sapling.
At least Hope will have
a place to visit him.
I don't want her to forget
how much he loved her.
I am sorry...
for your loss.
Mm, everybody's sorry.
Doesn't make a whole lot
of difference, does it?
Perhaps not.
I've heard that time
heals all wounds,
but that has not been
my own experience.
I wonder if keeping busy
might help distract you
from your grief.
You have something in mind?
Aurora's still at large,
no doubt plotting her revenge.
She used to Camille
to get to me once.
She may do so again.
And Cami is rather vulnerable.
I'd like to provide
some safeguarding.
Isn't that your job?
No.
Not anymore.
Fine.
(phone buzzes)
Can I assume
our very gifted sister has
finally found my lunatic ex?
From the looks of things...
I would say
that the lunatic ex found Freya.
Well, then, we'll procure
another witch to track her.
There's no need.
I'm in Freya's bell tower.
Let me guess.
Aya needs something
else done.
Actually, I came to let you know
I'm on your side.
Then maybe you can tell Aya
to let me bring back Kol
permanently.
D, I hear you,
but we need to talk priorities.
Kol has been dead.
He can stay dead
a little while longer.
But my life could end
at any minute.
I know.
Just please tell me
you don't trust her.
I don't.
But I do trust you,
and I need you to trust me.
Okay, Aya's always gonna
be playing her own game,
just like everybody else
in this town,
but now more than ever,
we got to stick together.
And when this is over,
I will help you raise
your pain-in-the ass boyfriend
from the dead.
KLAUS:
"A forest of pine.
"And a box made so fine.
"Come quickly. If not,
then poor Freya shall rot,
buried in dirt
for all time."
The woman is insane.
Does she have to punish us
with the world's most
unfortunate limerick?
Is it not enough
that we're forced
to play her
wretched games?
Freya saw a vision
of herself buried alive.
Aurora will do
everything in her power
to bring about
this miserable prophecy.
Let's go stop her, shall we?
(birds chirping)
(gasps)
What did you do to me?
I used the same
concoction on you
that my brother
crafted for my...
episodes.
It's rather effective,
wouldn't you say?
(stammering)
Oh...
(shudders)
Poor dear.
To think, Freya,
we could've been sisters.
Unfortunately, I've spent
enough time with witches
to know that casting spells
requires focus,
and focus requires
clarity of mind,
something you don't
currently have.
My brothers will come for me.
(laughs) That's good.
'Cause that's precisely
what I'm counting on.
The only question is...
will you still be alive
when they get here?
(gunshot)
♪ ♪
(door closes)
(footsteps approaching)
Your doorbell
is broken downstairs.
I keep forgetting to compel
the shady landlord to fix it.
Next time, text.
You could get hurt,
sneaking up on someone with
a stockpile of dark objects.
Was it worth it?
Risking the lives of, oh,
every vampire in existence
over your petty fight
with Klaus?
And here I thought
this was a social call.
More like a wake-up
call, Cami.
You haven't been
yourself lately,
and in your
less-than-sane moments,
you have been putting the people
that I care about in danger.
See, I sort of thought
I had proven myself.
I did risk what was left
of my life to save yours.
And maybe what I need
is some space
to deal with this whole...
I don't know, being dead,
drinking blood,
living forever.
If you have come to lecture me,
save it.
I have been
lecturing myself for weeks.
You're right.
Is this your coat?
Great.
You don't need a lecture,
but I am gonna take
your ass to school.
(footsteps crunching in leaves)
Freya's not
in there.
She was--
I can smell her blood--
but the stronger scent
is due west.
You track the scent;
I'll take the cabin.
Niklaus...
Whatever happens,
you promise me...
Aurora dies today.
(birds singing)
♪ ♪
(gasps)
Oh...
(groans)
♪ ♪
Modern weaponry
for the modern woman.
With a little bit
of flair, of course.
I couldn't help myself.
It's pretty, no?
Pretty vulgar.
Theatrical and tasteless
as ever.
Where's Freya?
Oh, Elijah...
you remain a stick in the mud.
And it seems your darling sister
takes after you.
She's stuck
in the mud, too,
somewhere out there,
busy as a little bee, dying.
If not already dead.
(sighs)
(panting)
Finn...
I need your help.
(coughs quietly)
♪ ♪
Legions of deadly enemies have
fallen by my family's hand.
What makes you think
you stand a chance?
You actually believe
in your own myth
you and your brother created.
Nothing lasts
always and forever,
and certainly not you.
So what are we waiting for?
Niklaus.
I'm not here to kill Niklaus.
I'm only waiting
for him to arrive...
(hammer clicks)
...so he can watch you die.
So this is you
taking me to school?
There is a fight coming, Cami.
That's what the prophecy says.
And you're not gonna be
much good to the home team
if you're just standing around,
waving a bunch of antiques.
Huh.
You see this?
This will paralyze anyone
who tries to attack me.
Great.
But... then what?
You need to learn
how to defend yourself.
Come on, Hayley, everyone knows
a baby vamp
is borderline useless.
Even Josh could wipe
the floors with me.
I need these.
I'm not saying throw them away.
This used to be a church, right?
And then it got
condemned.
If Marcel hadn't seen
the possibilities,
someone would've bulldozed it
and turned it into some
generic chain store.
It's still a church.
But it's also something more.
I'm a hybrid,
but I'm also a mom.
And a widow.
And an Alpha.
You are a psychologist.
And a bartender.
And, yes, you have
some insane family legacy
that comes with
a bunch of cool toys, but...
if you don't embrace the fact
that you're also a vampire now,
you're gonna end up dead.
For real, this time.
You know, I'm not
used to being
on the receiving end
of solid advice.
Well, you caught me
on a good day.
So now what?
We're gonna get in that ring
and you're gonna try
and punch me.
(chanting)
(panting)
Are you okay?
Well, it seems
I'm not as popular
in the afterlife
as I am with you.
And as happy as I am to
see you, Davina Claire, I...
I truly wish you didn't join
this particular coven.
They're a means to an end.
AYA: He's a bit old
for you, isn't he?
By a good millennium,
I'd say.
Nevertheless...
We're in a bit of a hurry.
Aya.
I thought someone
would've killed you by now.
Some of us are more durable
than others.
Speaking of,
you're very welcome
to remain a ghost,
unless you prove useful
to my cause.
The de-siring spell
I was working on last year.
Your mother told you to kill it
or to kill me.
If she was worried,
then I must have been close,
and you must have
known how close.
Which means you know
how to finish it.
AYA:
In other words,
you will provide
the missing ingredient.
The binding agent.
Now.
I'd forgotten
how cuddly you are.
If you want me
to talk, fine.
But I'm only
talking to her.
I can wait.
(exhales)
There it is...
that look.
I know it all too well.
You think, somehow,
I'm responsible
for your little breakup.
How adorably delusional
of you, Aurora.
You do realize
that you're utterly insane?
Niklaus can be
resilient,
but there's only so much madness
even he can take.
I suppose, eventually,
he was able to distinguish
between real love
and some... petty desire.
Once he'd discarded you,
the veil was lifted
and all that remained
was something quite pathetic.
The veil is lifted,
all right.
Love is nothing but a trap.
The one truth you speak,
the one thing that
I agree with entirely...
Only the love of family
is unbreakable.
It is the only love
worth fighting for.
And my beloved brother, Tristan,
suffers in a box,
drowning over
and over again,
unable to die.
So I will end his suffering
by ending you, his sire.
And the look on Niklaus's face
as a white oak bullet
pierces your heart
and takes your life...
...will be the salve
for my own broken heart.
Stop this.
Why?
One brother's life to end
another brother's torment?
It's almost poetic.
The bullets...
they're white oak, Niklaus.
KLAUS:
We both know
you're not going
to pull the trigger.
Yet again, you're wrong.
(gunshot)
(pants, coughs)
Tend to Freya.
I have to murder my ex.
Esther Mikaelson
was two things:
a-a genius witch
and an overprotective
matriarch.
The sire link is a facet
of her most powerful spell
used to protect
those she loved most.
And, as such...
(sighs)
it's impossible to break.
You know, I can tell
you're lying to me,
no matter what face you wear.
Don't you get it?
If I can break
the sire bond,
I can use the power of
the Sisters to bring you back.
Kol, we can finally be together.
Why won't you just tell me?
Because, darling, I guarantee
you won't like the answer.
(sighs) Fine.
At least I know
it's not impossible.
Please don't do this.
Kol's linked to that candle,
so whatever
our two lovebirds say,
our witches will be
able to hear it.
I don't think that
a few more minutes of privacy
is too much to ask.
I don't give a damn
about young love.
They have a task.
They had better finish it.
DAVINA:
Esther cast the spell.
You died with vampire blood
in your system,
came back, fed.
Then you were vampires.
(sighs) So...
the core of
the sire link
has to be blood.
If there's a loophole,
it's blood-related.
Not just blood-related.
For it to work,
someone has to die.
So please, stop.
The spell centers
around blood,
but just taking someone's blood
wouldn't kill them.
You need their heart.
Look, I understand
you want to bring me back,
but this is a devil's bargain.
It has to be
more complicated than that.
It can't just be
any old vampire,
the heart has to be special.
(Davina sighs)
Do you need a heart
outside the link?
An unsired heart.
Damn it, Davina!
In 1,000 years,
there hasn't been a vampire
born outside a line,
un... til...
MARCEL:
What do they say?
The missing ingredient
is the heart of
an unsired vampire.
Hayley Marshall was turned
by the magic infused
in her own child's blood.
Oh, hell no.
Not by another vampire.
Look, you're not
going after...
Locate her.
Now.
You were right to run.
What I'm going to do to you
will redefine
the word "sadistic."
(whooshing)
(gunshot)
It was such a beautifully carved
little knight.
I could tell the effort
you put into it.
Since you have such
an appreciation for chess...
...queen takes king.
Ah!
(grunts)
Again.
(grunts)
Come on, post-grad,
you can do better than that.
Ah!
Again.
(groans)
(laughs)
Oh, look at you.
(laughs breathlessly)
We keep that up,
you might be giving Josh
a run for his money.
Hey.
Thanks for coming
to find me today.
Oh, don't get all mushy on me.
You're a bartender.
You can thank me with a beer.
Deal. (laughs)
(phone buzzing)
Hey.
Hayley, you have
to listen to me.
Aya's witches are coming
to kill you.
What?
Get out of here.
Right now.
(screams)
(groaning)
(moans, pants)
Ah!
(grunts)
(shouts)
(groaning)
(chokes)
(groaning continues)
(grunting)
Looking for this?
White oak seems wasted on you...
...but it will kill you,
just the same.
Nik, please.
You never should've come back.
You never should've let me.
(grunts)
I'm sorry.
ELIJAH:
Aurora...
(gunshot)
(groaning)
Oh...
You want my heart?
Then come and get it!
(groaning continues)
What are you doing?
The Sisters
already found Hayley.
I have to help her.
You'll never make it
there in time.
I'm not just gonna let her die.
Then stop
and let me help you.
For better or worse,
you're linked
to this nasty little coven.
Which means
if I take you down...
The Sisters go down, too.
How are you gonna do magic?
I'll draw it from the candle
that's holding me here.
It's not the sexiest way
to spend our final moments
together, but...
you can make it up to me.
Night on the town
in a little black dress...
(chuckles)
(groans)
(panting)
Definitely our worst date ever.
(blood sloshing)
(Elijah screaming)
(gasping)
The bullet didn't
puncture your heart.
Leave... me... and finish her.
(heart beating)
It gets closer with every beat.
(grunts, panting)
I have to stop it.
No. No.
We made a promise.
Don't do this.
I am not going to leave you.
(neck snaps, heartbeat stops)
(grunts)
(grunts)
(heart beating)
(groaning)
I thought I smelled arrogance.
I think you meant
"confidence."
But I can understand
how the uneducated
are apt to
confuse the two.
Yeah? You want to tell me
what your dead-eyed drones
want with my heart?
It's nothing personal.
I just value my
life above yours.
(both grunting)
Aya, you take her heart,
you start a war.
Don't let your association
with werewolf trash
cloud the opportunity
before you.
(grunts)
The Mikaelsons
will kill us
before you can even light
the candles on that spell.
(both grunting)
There is no alternative.
You're wrong.
Give me a few hours to
set this thing straight.
Or push me out of the
way and condemn yourself
and everyone else in the Strix
to a slow and painful death.
(both grunting)
I want to be de-linked
just as much as you do.
Give me the chance to
do it the right way.
(panting)
Bring me a solution by midnight,
or I will rip out your heart
right before I come back
and take hers.
(panting)
(trumpet playing jazz music,
ship horn blowing in distance)
(sighs)
The attack was about
breaking the sire link.
Marcel told me
that Aya's witches
already have a spell to do it.
And how does your heart
play into all of this?
I'm the only un-sired vampire
in history.
Apparently, that's the key
to making it work.
And yet, Marcel neglected
to mention it this morning.
Hey, ease up.
He saved me.
But the Strix
might yet come for you.
Let them.
I'm not an easy target.
They'd be better off trying
to find some witchy workaround.
Unless they already have.
They need my heart.
Or one that's identical to it.
Jackson.
(sighs)
The unification ceremony
didn't just marry us,
it also made his heart
a mirror image of mine.
We need to dig it up.
Klaus.
Aurora's bullet
very nearly killed Elijah.
When she returns,
and she will,
I would prefer
the vampires of New Orleans
be obligated to protect us.
They'll be more
likely to do so
if our lives
remain linked to theirs.
Niklaus is right.
The sire-link
has to remain unbroken.
We have to go.
♪ You are the fire
to my thoughts ♪
♪ The spark that starts it all ♪
♪ And with your eyes... ♪
We've wasted so much time.
Hardly.
Now, watching you sleep
has been
the most fun I've had in months.
(sniffles)
I'll bring you back soon.
She promised.
I appreciate you trying.
But Aya never
keeps her promises.
Seriously, darling.
But you have to let me go.
The longer you stay
in this coven,
the more dangerous
it becomes for you.
Then I'll bring you back
and we'll take them on together.
We can do anything,
can't we?
Please?
I love you,
Kol Mikaelson.
♪ Don't you let us ♪
♪ Lose to an early grave... ♪
In that case...
...you best kiss me before I go.
♪ To find the words
that will never explain ♪
♪ How I need you,
how I see you ♪
♪ How you are everything
that I have ♪
♪ Where I will love you ♪
♪ I will love you... ♪
Who would do this?
Who would steal his heart?
♪ Don't you let us ♪
♪ Lose to an early grave... ♪
It was the only piece of Jackson
that I had left.
(sighs)
♪ And then 50 more ♪
♪ To find the words
that will never explain ♪
(sighs)
♪ How I need you... ♪
We'll find
who did this.
And return the favor tenfold.
This is your solution, Marcel?
The heart of a dead werewolf?
Well, not just any werewolf,
Hayley's husband.
I was at her wedding.
His heart became one with hers.
Ask Davina.
He's right.
I wouldn't be here
if it wasn't gonna work.
I assume the grieving widow
didn't just hand it over.
Pray tell,
how did you procure
this little gem?
This is my city.
Nothing happens in it
without me knowing.
You're welcome.
You did prove yourself
quite the creative leader today.
Yeah, I'd say so,
considering I just found a way
to keep you and everyone
in this organization alive.
I want to be free
of the Mikaelsons
just as much as you do.
Get in the way of that again,
and I will be just as creative
in finding a way
to kill you.
(chuckles softly)
Don't be cross, Marcel Gerard.
You're finally
starting to learn.
Commitment to a common goal
is as strong a bond as family.
Practicing your
torture techniques, Niklaus?
Clearing my mind.
Some children
cuddle with a blanket.
Mine loves her chess piece.
Aren't you full of surprises.
You're surprised
I came for you.
You are my sister, Freya.
And you are a part
of this family,
always and forever.
Do you know, I never thought
I'd hear myself say this,
but I wholeheartedly agree
with Niklaus.
So...
what's going to be
our next move?
Aurora has
more white oak,
and she's not gonna
stay quiet for long.
Aurora's not
the only problem.
Yes, it seems
there's no shortage
of those who would
stand against our family.
Let's kill them all.
(crickets chirping)
You've been following me
for miles, Aya,
and I'm really not
in the mood for a chat.
Then I'll be brief.
I've come to
make a proposal.
To offer you my assistance
in your future endeavors.
I know who I want to kill and
how exactly I intend to do it.
So what good are you to me?
Having a clear target
and hitting the bull's-eye
are two very different things.
Much easier when
you have the help
of a determined ally.
Assuming of course
we can find common ground.
I suspect our worlds can change
with a bang.