The Vampire Diaries (2009–2017): Season 8, Episode 8 - We Have History Together - full transcript

Previously on The Vampire Diaries...

Damon: You left your son.

- You abandoned your family.
- I was ashamed!

I had to get out.

Sybil: It's beautiful.

Elena: My necklace.

I thought I'd never see it
again. Thank you.

♪♪

You want your freedom
in exchange for these two girls.

Stefan: I'll do it.
Just let the girls go.

I could become
the ripper that you want.



- You'd turn your humanity off?
- For a short time, yes.

I predict that, after a year with
me, you won't want to leave.

When it's over, you let me
and my brother go.

I made a deal. I serve him
for a year and then I'm done.

Caroline:
What are you going to do?

You're gonna want
to get under the hood

and flip that humanity switch,
Stefan.

Won't be so painful.

Hi.

I'm Damon.

And I have anger issues.

All: Hi, Damon.

Man: Why don't you tell us
about what brought you

to the meeting today?



Well, I got my brother
this job...

Actually, I asked for the job.

Yeah. Through my connections.

Anyway, our boss
gave Stefan new orders.

And now, we're supposed
to push people

to make evil choices,
and only then do we

kill them and send
their souls to the devil.

I thought
we were going for like, a...

- A veiled analogy.
- Oh, they're all compelled.

Clarity over cleverness.
That's what I always say.

You've literally
never said that before.

Anyway, since he got
this new job,

- he's been difficult. Full of himself.
- Okay.

He's just jealous because I'm
better at finding new clients.

For instance. Who would you say
is the worst person in this room?

Huh? Meg or Elizabeth?

You both have said some pretty
awful things. I'm sure that,

given the right opportunity,

one of them would make
an evil choice.

Small potatoes. I don't
even think they make the cut.

Uh...
Uh! Elizabeth. Quiet.

- You too, Meg.
- What about you? What if

you had to pick
one person to die?

Who would it be?
Meg or Elizabeth?

- Wait, stop right there.
- What if it was between you

and Meg?

Would you want Meg to die?

♪♪

Answer the question honestly.

Yes.

I would want her to die

instead of me.

Whoa.

What if both

Meg and Elizabeth
had to die, in order

for you to live?

Then I'd want them both to die.

Whoa. What if
we threw in everybody?

Choose between yourself
and these people.

I want to live.

I don't care about any of them.

Mm.

Stefan: Wow.

Yeah. I think I've heard enough.

Yeah. Me, too.

Damon: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

I thought we were
only giving Cade

the worst of the
worst, like this guy.

Cade can have him.

These are mine.

What are you doing?

Meditating?

It's called self-control, Damon.

No dripping blood
equals no temptation.

I'm doing it right this time.

Heads will remain intact.

That's a very fine line.

- Or a very fine neck membrane.
- You know,

your lack of faith in me
is really starting

to get on my nerves.

I'm just saying, you
have a ripper history.

Are you sure you want to keep
testing the blood-soaked waters?

That's why it's called history.

It won't repeat.

I'm all good.

Yeah. I can see that.

*THE VAMPIRE DIARIES*
Season 08 Episode 08
"We Have History Together"
Precisely Synchronized by srjanapala

Caroline: Dear Elena,

sorry it's been a while.

Three weeks, to be exact.

By now Bonnie's probably filled

pages and pages
about how amazing Paris is.

And Ric promised
he'd write to you

from his self-imposed witness
protection with our kids.

That leaves me,
catching up on work projects

and trying not
to think about the past.

Which is ironic, considering
where my boss sent me today.

By the way,
Mystic Falls high school

looks exactly the same
as when you last saw it.

I'm sure you've noticed
there's someone missing

from this entry.

Stefan is with Damon now.

I don't know where he is,
or what he's doing,

but I know it isn't good.

So I'm doing everything I can

to think about other things
instead.

Like I said,

there's always work.

Yeah. I'm, like,
an embedded journalist,

only in history class.

Slow news day?

Yeah. The school's doing

a big ramp-up for founder's day.

They specifically requested me,
for the alumni angle.

But I was just calling to see
what you were doing for lunch.

You know? I could save you
a seat in the cafeteria.

Raincheck.

I'm on my way out to the armory

to deliver the St. John box
that Tyler left behind.

Just doing Ric a favor.

You doing okay?

I'm... fine.

You know,
this is only temporary.

All of this is... temporary.

I'll tell you what.

If you sneak
into coach lyman's office

and write something really rude
in his playbook,

drinks are on me tonight
at the grill.

"Something rude" like impolite,

or "something rude"
like really disgusting?

- Dealer's choice.
- You're on.

- Ugh!
- I do not miss that sound.

Yeah. Me neither.

Happy embedding.

Thanks. Talk to you later.

Matt: Anybody here?

Hello?

You must be Matt.

I'm Dorian.

Yeah. Ric said
you'd be in charge

while he was on his sabbatical.

You mean while he's hiding
his kids from the sirens.

He told me
what really happened to Georgie.

Said he wanted to give me
fair warning

about who I'd be
fighting against

if I stayed.

Welcome to the circle of trust.

Seline murdered my friend.

I mean to figure out
how to get payback.

And since our only weapon
is currently

traveling through Paris...

- You mean the tuning fork?
- Actually,

it's actually called
the staff of Arcadius.

Cade's enemies forged it
in the fire

- that killed him.
- If you say so.

Wasn't me that said so.

It was Harvey. In his journal.

Georgie had it in her car.

Seems our dead guy, Harvey,
was friends with

the sirens, back in 1790.

They lured him
into the armory tunnels,

and he starved to death
down there.

We found his bones
a couple months ago.

DNA results got back yesterday.

Oh!

- Awesome.
- Yeah. Turns out,

he was related
to a family from Mystic Falls.

And through the magic
that is the Internet,

I've tracked down
a living descendant.

He's here to claim the
remains. Hey, Mr. Maxwell.

Did you finish
signing those forms?

You... you two know each other?

♪ ♪

And on top of everything
she does, she even volunteered

- to organize miss Mystic Falls.
- Caroline: Wow!

Your teacher sure does have a
lot on her plate.

Yeah, but I help her out
with projects. We all do.

Everyone loves her.

Good morning, everyone.

Students:
Good morning, Miss Sybil.

What are you doing here?

Well, yesterday, we finished
the revolutionary war

so today we're gonna
start on the 1800s.

No. I mean, why
are you masquerading

- as a history teacher?
- I'm not masquerading. I give a lot

of homework. And pop quizzes, right?

You're the best teacher
at this school. Aw...

Are you mind-controlling
these kids?

I made them love history.
Is that a crime?

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Before you try to attack me,

or call the police,
or ask anyone for help,

just know that if you do,
none of these kids

are gonna make it
to their next class.

Can we just skip to the part
where you tell me what you want?

Sure. If we skip to the part
where you admit

that you would rather
be doing anything

except think about what
Stefan's doing right now.

Who he's murdering
while his emotions are off.

And in answer to your question,

I want to teach you history.

Why else would I have
told your boss

to send you here
on an assignment?

The news assignment
came from you.

I just said that.

You mustn't have
been a very good student.

We're gonna have to
try to remedy that.

Students, please turn
to chapter three.

"Antebellum Virginia."

Ms. Forbes?

You can take a seat.

♪ ♪

What about her?

- Over there.
- That rich lady?

Damon:
Nah. If we sent people to Cade

just for being bad tippers,

there'd be no room left in hell.

All right, fine. Let's just go
with the server then.

- She looks angry already.
- We just did anger.

Besides, judging by the pool
of candidates we have here,

she's probably the only one
that already worships the devil.

She's hardly
a challenge, Stefan.

You want a challenge, huh?

Yeah. Hmm.

Let's go with that woman,
right there.

The old woman? Spilling
stuff everywhere?

- What are we doing, mercy killings?
- No.

The doctor helping her.

Well, how do you know she's
a doctor and not some orderly?

Manicured nails...
Means she doesn't

work with her hands. Medical
pager means she's on call.

Only in her 20s
and already a doctor?

Huh. Must have graduated early.

Really thrown herself
into her work.

- Why do you think that is, Damon?
- I don't know, Stefan.

Maybe she had a brother that
bored the crap out of her?

Or maybe, she's driven
by something dark.

Some sort of pain in her past.

Not everybody's a big ball
of angst like you.

Maybe she's driven
by something good.

Those sound like some bettin'
words to me, Damon. Oh, really?

Sounds like
some winnin' words to me.

Well...

Only one way to find out, right?

Shh.

Oh, my God.
Is there a doctor here?

Vervain? Come on, man.

Don't you trust me
to play along with your attempt

to corrupt the good doctor?

Well, I got to sell
your hospital stay

with a little bit of
actual weakness, right?

I did some Internet stalking.

So, it turns out that
Tara's mom and dad

were both killed
in a car accident ten years ago.

It was a hit-and-run.

They never found the driver.

I told you she was
driven by something dark.

All I've heard is sad, Stefan.

I haven't heard dark.

Maybe your spidey-sense
is wrong about her, pal.

Oh, my spidey-sense
is doing just fine, thank you.

Listen to this.

Her parents were both
organ donors

and their untimely passing
saved other people's lives.

That's why Tara
went into medicine.

- Really?
- She even volunteers her time

at an organ-transplant
support group.

That's a little morbid,
if you ask me.

Although actually, it's, uh...

It's perfect.

I can't believe Ric agreed
to let her go.

And you guys haven't seen her

- since Christmas?
- Matt: No.

Yeah, I was out of town.

That's his specialty.

Dorian: Here's another artifact
that could help.

Mr. skeleton Maxwell
was a metalsmith, Circa 1790.

In his journal,
he made sketches of something

that he smithyed-up
before he died.

Now, according
to Dalton St. John,

the surviving Maxwells

made a family heirloom out of it.

That look familiar?

No, not really.

But it could have been
inside the family storage box

that Damon came looking for.

Yeah. Meanwhile,

the rest of Dalton's writings

from 1883 were about seline.

"What seline wants."

He lists
precise measurements from neck,

shoulder, lip, tongue...

Yeah, I'd say he was
obsessed with her.

He even measured her
for a crown.

Wait, hang on.

Let me see that list.

These are all parts of a bell.

Neck, shoulder, lip, crown...

They're metalworking terms.

The measurements make sense.

- Dorian: Really?
- Yeah.

The Maxwells used to be
in the business

of making church bells.

That's how our family metalworks

started, back in the day.

- That's cool.
- Yeah.

You got a really low bar
for "cool."

Well, no diagnosis yet.

His blood work came back
completely normal.

Well, I guess I always knew

something like this
would happen.

Why do you say that?

Stefan: It's just Karma.

He's made a lot of
dark choices in his life.

Hurt a lot of people
along the way.

I don't think you should be
telling me this.

You know, I can't
help but think that

maybe this is all
happening for a reason.

I was on an organ donor
web site today,

and I saw a list of
all these people... these really

deserving people... just waiting
in line for a transplant.

Mm. And your brother
is an organ donor.

Yes, I saw that
on his intake form.

Look, it doesn't do any good
to speculate.

Why not?

I mean, I-I saw this one girl,

she's all the way
at the top of the list.

Her name is kassie Fowler.

Yeah, I know her.

She's a patient of mine.

She's a really good kid.

Her profile says she wants to
go to developing countries

and-and build Wells
and get clean water.

- Mm.
- It's not her fault

that her kidneys are
failing. So, what,

Damon gets to waste his life

and she's not able to live hers?

I can't think like that, sadly.

As a doctor, every life has to
be as important as the next.

Hmm.

Even after everything
that he's done?

Well, whatever you feel
about your brother's past...

What if I told you that
he caused your parents' death?

What?

My parents were killed
by a drunk driver.

Why would you say that?

Because you...

Need an opportunity.

Here's what you believe.

Damon is a drunk driver.

Damon is the one
who killed your parents.

Stack the deck, why don't you?

Cade never said
I couldn't take a shortcut.

I told you
she'd be a challenge. Hmm.

What are you so pleased about?

You're supposed to be on task.

All I'm saying is maybe

some people can't be corrupted.

Maybe she's just plain good.

Mm. No one is just plain good.

You'll see.

Hey, what are you doing?

Oh, just upping
your vervain intake.

What? No.

I need to create
a medical emergency

in order for the rest
of the game to play out.

Can you stop cheating
for just one second?

Damon,

I work for the devil.

I don't have to play fair.

Mmm...

Who can tell me
when Mystic Falls

officially became a town?

Caroline?

Do you remember anything
you learned

in this incredibly
ugly building,

all those years ago?

Mystic Falls was founded in 1860

when a lockwood, a Forbes,

a fell, a Gilbert
and a Salvatore

gathered to sign
the township charter.

Name-dropper. And... wrong.

Those are the founding families.

Your ancestors took credit, yes.

But long before they
picked up Turkey feathers

to write that silly charter,

there were other people here.

A group of men and women
who were different.

Misunderstood. Ultimately,

they burned to death
because of who they were.

Are you talking about
the hundred witches

who were burned
at the stake here?

1790.

I remember it like
it was yesterday.

It was the most delicious smell.

The smoke lasted for hours.

How could you know that?

Who wants to go on a field trip?

Me, too.

The bus is outside.

And Miss Forbes,

you can sit with me.

I don't think so.

Oh, look at that,

I've perfected my
long-distance technique.

Your blood isn't gonna save him,

I've told his mind to shut down.

If anyone dies here, your little

"apple for the teacher" act
gets blown.

It might be worth it.

But for now, get up.

Consider that a warning.

Any deaths today
will be your fault,

and will go on your
scorecard for hell.

Coming?

Sybil: This place has gone
downhill since 1790.

Caroline: I always forget you're so much
older than you look.

Talk to me in a
couple thousand years,

we'll see how you're holding up.

Do I want to know why
your last visit to this field

was around the same time

a hundred witches
burned to death?

Hi. I had been traveling the region

with my sister, looking for
tasty souls to feed to Cade,

and the witches took exception.

Are you saying it's your fault
the witches were burned

- at the stake?
- Clearly, you don't know

the full story. How the hundred
witches really died.

Why do I feel like
you're about to break into song?

Don't tempt me.

The witches gave
some magical help

to a local metalsmith who was
making a church bell for them.

This bell had a special purpose.

But what no one realized was
that seline and I had befriended

this metalsmith.

We threw a little
wrinkle into his plan.

Wait... what are they doing?

Call it extra credit.

I found some descriptions
of an antique church bell

in your family estate records.

Wait, we have an estate?

Oh, we did. Most of it was sold
to the town of Mystic Falls,

to try to pay off
our family debt.

Grandma, she...

She liked the ponies.

One more thing to be proud of.

Dorian: Anyway,
according to this,

the bell measurements
are an exact match

to what Dalton St.
John wrote about.

That's what seline
was looking for in 1883.

Why would she care
about our church bell?

Sybil: Peter Maxwell

was the last one to have his
hands on that witches' bell.

Right up until
he threw it off a bridge,

some 20-odd years ago.

I looked into his mind
and I saw the whole thing.

Some kind of a parade,
a bell hanging on a float.

The founder's day parade.

They ring the charter
bell every year.

It's a replica.

The real one went over something

called wickery bridge in 1992.

Anyway, I have spent

the last three weeks

sending people into that river

to look for that bell,

and they haven't found
a thing... but I know

it still exists,
because it can't be destroyed.

That's not ominous.

Blame the witches.

No wonder people found them
so annoying.

Now, please.

No.

No, you can't be serious.

Use the whole can, children.
Thoroughness is important.

Violet, stop.

Violet!

- No, everybody stop!
- Uh, hello?

They're sirened. Oh,

you brought the lighter.
Of course you did. Good girl.

Ooh.

- Let them go.
- Any other useless demands?

I'm not gonna release them
until you bring me that bell.

What do you even want
this bell for?

I'm sentimental. I want it.

And I need your help to find it.

Or everyone dies, is that it?

Well, you can't save them all.

I mean, torches,
lighter fluid... poof.

Yeah, I know how fire works.

How exactly am I supposed
to find this bell anyway?

I didn't expect
it would be easy.

That's why I've given you
an incentive. Hmm?

His blood pressure's
bottoming out.

He barely has a heartbeat.

Tara,
listen to me.

- Please don't talk.
- Please.

Come closer.

Please.

Look at me.

I was never...

A drunk driver.

Oh.

Sorry, Damon.

You're too weak
to convince her otherwise.

Mm.

Tara.

Show him I'm right about you.

Give me a chance
to redeem myself.

No matter what you do,
her parents will still be gone.

Your mistakes can
never be undone.

My life is worth something.

So is your death.

Think about
how much good you would do

for the people who
actually deserve to live.

Uh...

I-I think you
shouldn't be in here.

His heart's already failing.

Maybe we should
just wait it out.

I took an oath to help people.

I understand, I do.

But here's what I can't
stop thinking about.

You fix Damon's heart,

you get him back
up on his feet again.

Then he goes back to drinking.

Then one night
he gets behind the wheel,

causes another accident.

Someone else's parents die.

Or maybe this time
it's a couple of kids.

We can't predict the future.

I know, but we can
judge the past.

How many times does Damon have
to show us who he really is

before we actually believe him?

I understand your
struggle, I really do.

Trying to be perfect
for everyone

when all you want to do is
make a choice for yourself.

This is not about me.

Yes, it is, because
you are in charge.

So follow your instincts,

and do what you think is right.

I-I think you should leave.

Now.

Tara...

I'm sorry.

Did you hear me?

I...

Tara...

It's... I...

I'm sorry for what I did.

I appreciate you saying that...

But it's just not enough.

Uh... no...

Damon: I wish I could
go back and change it,

but I can't.

I'm so sorry
for all that I've done.

No, listen to me.

Killing me won't
change the past.

No, but it'll change
your future.

Oh...

No.

Don't do it, Tara.

♪ ♪

Time of death... 2:47 P.M.

That figures.

Matt, when's the last time you saw
your dad?

I'm with him right now.

You sound stressed. You okay?

I'm fine. I just need
to get Sybil the antique bell

that your dad threw off
Wickery Bridge.

Wait, slow down, you lost me
after "I'm fine."

When your dad lived
in Mystic Falls,

he took our charter bell
to Wickery Bridge,

and then threw it
off the railing.

And now Sybil wants it back.

She says it's got
sentimental value, or something.

- Wait, when was this?
- 1992,

according to the head-dive
Sybil did on your dad.

- Yeah, that makes sense.
- Caroline: Why?

Wickery Bridge is where
Elena's parents

drove the car off the road.

When the sheriffs
dredged out the car,

they found something else...

The old charter bell.

It was broken,
but they saved it.

Well, let's hope they
didn't sell it on ebay.

No, your mom had it in storage.

I only know this because
I cleaned out her office

after the funeral.

All those boxes
you brought over to the house,

- they're still in the garage.
- Take me there. Now.

Caroline, don't do it.

You need to get away from her.

I don't have a choice, Matt.

These kids are gonna
kill each other.

What kids? Where are you?

Matt, hey, if you try
to stop her

from helping me,
I send a psychic command,

and my students die anyway.

If you come over to her house,

my students will die.

If I find out that anyone

- is trying to interfere...
- Ugh! God, we get it.

You really should
have been a teacher.

Hmm. Maybe that'll be
my second career,

after you get me that bell.

Hey, maybe you should have
told the sheriff's department

what's really going on.

They know it's urgent.
They'll call as soon

as they hear
from the bus company.

Besides, we know
Sybil's field trip

was headed near Mystic Falls.

We're going
in the right direction.

All because she wants a bell.

I've never heard
of anything so insane.

Says the guy who
threw it off the bridge.

I mean, what were you
thinking, anyway?

- I was thinking about the parade.
- What?

The founders day parade.

You know, the one where
they put the charter bell

on a float,
and some rich guy rings it

while two dumbasses stand
on either side of him

wearing moldy
civil war uniforms?

I was one of the dumbasses
in the parade.

Well, at least
I was supposed to be.

So you wanted to get
the parade cancelled?

- Classy.
- No, Matt, it's not just that.

Our family made that bell.
The Maxwell family.

The very first family
with a skilled trade

that brought people
to this area.

It's because of us
that there was ever

even a town at all.

But the people who
took over the town,

they had money, lots of it.

They called themselves
the "founders,"

they made themselves the elite.

And they treated
the Maxwell family like...

Like an embarrassment.

And, eventually, we became one.

That bell was a symbol

of everything they took from us.

So the bell met the river.

And I got in my car
and I never looked back

until now.

Sheriff Department.

They said only one bus
went out on a field trip today.

There's a GPS link to that address.

Here. Go, go!

Hi.

I just wanted to say good-bye.

I know you tried
to help my brother.

- Sorry for your loss.
- Oh, don't be.

Joke's on you.

Okay, I know
you must be in shock.

What if I'm not?

What if it was all a game,

and I was just giving you
a morality test?

That would be insane.

And... cruel.

Either way, my brother's still dead.

Oh, God.

But he died from
natural causes, right?

You called me in after the fact,

so nobody knows what
you did on your own.

You wanted him dead.

- You tricked me.
- No, no, no.

I just wanted to see
what you would do

if I gave you the opportunity.

And you lived up
to your potential.

Oh, Stefan...

You're... dead.

Technically, you're not wrong.

Thought you'd be sleeping off
a vervain hangover, Damon.

Oh, fortunately, I got
a little pick-me-up

from an orderly that came
to get my body.

Thanks for nothing, by the way.

You were in on it?

Be quiet.
Don't try to escape.

You already failed the test.

You really think Cade's
gonna want her, man?

She's not even evil.

She's done evil things.

Maybe she deserves
a second chance.

You know, I gotta say,

I'm disappointed.

Well, that's your
resting state, Stefan, so what?

Now, I can see why
you were confused.

Missing something?

I found this in your pocket.

You've been carrying it around

for weeks, haven't you?

So what? It's a re-gift
from Caroline.

- I forgot I even had it.
- You sure about that?

Ever since we hit the road,
something's been off.

- Yeah, my emotions.
- No, no, no.

Your sense of fun.

Why do you think
I picked Tara over here

for our little game, hmm?

She remind you of someone?

Interest in medicine.

Brown eyes, brown hair.

Orphaned by tragedy.

She reminds you of Elena.

And so does this necklace.

It triggers your conscience.

It's holding you back, Damon.

- No, it's not.
- Well...

If that's true, then...

I think she's ready
to meet the boss.

Matt, I figured something out.

- About the sirens?
- Dorian: No, not exactly.

About their toys. I figured it
out from Dalton's measurements.

The Maxwell heirloom
and the tuning fork,

those things fit together
to make a clapper,

the hammer that swings
inside a bell.

So those three missing things,

they're all a part of one bell.

When properly assembled,
this bell becomes,

like, a mystical,
witchified super-bell.

I mean, it makes you wonder
what happens when you ring it.

If the sound of the tuning fork
hurts the sirens,

imagine that magnified
by a thousand.

Oh, wow, that's cool, right?

Matt? Matt, you there?

Yeah, I gotta call you back.

Hey...

Hey, hey, listen. Look...

You need to back away, okay?

Hey. Hey!

She's not gonna listen to you.

None of them will.
Sybil's controlling them.

Help me untie 'em, now.

Not seeing anything bell-shaped.

Looks like you haven't even

bothered to open half these boxes.

I didn't have the heart to,

but you wouldn't understand
that, would you?

No, I wouldn't.

Never had a garage.

Hang on.

What does it say?

"Hey, sissy.

"Looking for something?

Seline."

Now I know why she kept
organizing my house.

I'm suddenly feeling
the need to vent.

Here, go.

Matt, look out!

Go, go, go, go!

It's okay.

You finished your assignment.

Sybil's done with all of you now.

I think I figured it out.

It's not that you're trying
to screw things up.

- Thanks.
- It's more submerged.

It's more subconscious
than that.

What are you talking about?

Despite your best efforts,
your humanity keeps

flickering through

because of this...

Little reminder.

Reminders cause problems.

I told you it doesn't mean anything to me.
And I don't believe you.

- Why not?
- You seem troubled.

You're not enjoying our work.

Oh, my God, you are
so full of crap.

Fine, then prove me wrong.

Prove that the past is behind us.

Prove to me that you

don't care.

I don't.

♪ Won't you... ♪

Happy?

Almost.

You forgetting something?

Fine.

Fine.

♪ won't you ♪

♪ Follow me ♪

♪ Into the jungle?

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Ain't no God ♪

♪ Won't you follow me into the jungle? ♪

♪ Ain't no God on these streets ♪

♪ In the heart of the jungle ♪

♪ Oh, lord, child ♪

♪ Won't you follow me into the jungle? ♪

Matt: A bus just picked the kids up.

They didn't remember a thing.

I told them there was
a carbon monoxide leak

on their way here
and that their old bus

was getting towed.

That's good, very thorough.

Yeah, I know a lot
about making excuses.

Matt.

Hey!

Hey, listen, what you,
what you heard from me today,

and over the last few weeks,
those aren't excuses.

They're details about the worst
mistake of my life.

Don't make the same
mistake I did, son.

Don't walk away
from your family.

You know what?
Growing up,

out of all my friends,
I was the only one whose family

didn't have a legacy in Mystic Falls,

so I felt like an outsider
in my own town.

And then I find out our family
has a history, after all.

That could've changed

everything for me...

But you never gave me a chance
to know about it.

Let me guess.

That was Matt telling you
he managed to save

my history students
from burning.

Whoa, whoa, whoa,
before you get any of my blood

on those stupid, little,

pointy-toe boots,

you'd better be 1,000% sure

that I'm not still linked

to your children.

What do you mean?

We spent a lot of time together

on that little road trip we took.

It was plenty of time
for me to plant

an off switch in their brain

and I can drop them at any second,

so you better not piss me off.

Yeah, you're lying.

Stefan made sure
my kids would be safe.

Are you certain that he thought

of every possible loophole

when he was bargaining
his soul away?

I mean, the only way
you'll really find out

is if you try to hurt me
and roll the dice.

Is that what you want
to do, Caroline?

You want to gamble
with your children's lives?

Hmm, you know, you seem

so rational when it comes
to your daughters' safety,

except you still plan
on marrying a ripper.

How do you not see that as
putting their lives in danger?

By the time I marry Stefan,

he will be the man
that I have always loved.

He's gotten
through ripper sprees before.

Yet every single time,

he manages to find a way
to fall off

the wagon...

Every... Single... time.

Do you know what the definition
of insanity is?

It's doing the same thing

over and over again and
expecting a different result.

I just hope that the next time
he goes ripper,

your kids aren't in the house.

Damon: Psst.

Uh, if you got any questions,

the C.O. can show you our permit.

You find anything valuable
around here?

Candy wrappers
and fast-food bags.

Well, that doesn't help
my existential crisis.

I was driving through here

last night with my brother.

We got into a heated moment

and threw something
out the window.

Maybe he should help you
look for it, then.

Oh, he took the morning off
from work.

Damon: Besides, he doesn't want
me to have this thing, anyway.

Honestly, I don't even know
why I want it.

'Cause whenever I have
it, I just feel...

Better.

In that case, it sounds like

- your brother's kind of a jerk.
- He can be.

You got any siblings?

Only child.

Lucky you.

Never have to worry about
other people's mistakes.

Inmate:
Your brother's a troublemaker?

Damon:
He's keeping it together.

Relatively speaking.

Which is a good thing...
♪ Do you like scars?

'Cause things are weird
right now.

My brother takes a turn
for the worse...

All bets are off.

♪ Do scars make the man? ♪

Well, well, sometimes people
bounce back.

♪ Do you want me wounded
and hardened ♪

By doing penance, like you?

♪ My head in the sand ♪

One wrapper at a time?

♪ My fist up in defiance ♪

It beats leaving 'em
on the ground.

♪ Is that what you understand?

♪♪

♪ Am I too good ♪

♪ To be gone ♪

♪♪

♪ Beginning the ending ♪

♪ For too long ♪

♪♪

♪ Have we gone too far? ♪

♪ Have we lost our minds? ♪

♪ Imitating the seasons ♪

♪ And we fall behind ♪

♪ Have we gone too far? ♪

Hey.

♪ Have we lost our minds? ♪

♪ Imitating the seasons ♪

In case you're right.

♪ And we fall behind ♪

♪ Have we gone too far? ♪

♪ Have we lost our minds? ♪

♪ Imitating the seasons ♪

♪ And we fall behind ♪

♪ have we gone too far? ♪

♪ Have we lost our minds? ♪

♪ Imitating the seasons ♪

♪ And we fall behind ♪

♪ Have we gone too far?

♪ Have we lost our minds? ♪

♪ Imitating the seasons ♪

♪ and we fall behind ♪

♪ Have we gone too far?

♪ Have we lost our minds? ♪

♪ Imitating the seasons ♪

♪ and we fall behind ♪

♪ have we gone too far? ♪

♪ Have we lost our minds? ♪

♪ Imitating the seasons ♪

♪ And we fall behind ♪

♪ am I too good ♪

♪ To be gone ♪

♪♪

♪ Beginning the ending
for too long. ♪

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