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Previously on "The Originals"...
Till death do us part.
She admitted it herself. Davina Claire is a murderer.
Kill a witch, you lose your place among the witches.
For what you've done, you need to be shunned.
Oh...
I hope you don't mind.
I helped myself to the Mikaelson family blood stash.
- How do you feel? - Amazing.
The Serratura creates an impenetrable boundary.
Nothing living or dead can pass through.
May the ghosts of our fallen keep you company.
Aya. Aya!
Tristan de Martel guided this organization for centuries.
He was a radical thinker, a decisive leader,
and to each of us here tonight, both mentor and friend.
He was, in a word, irreplaceable.
To Tristan de Martel.
Though we grieve his loss, I will not allow that defeat
to hamper our cause.
We will stand united in the face of this tragedy
of singular mind
and of singular heart.
To that end, I've asked our witch Ariane
to conduct an assessment.
Tell me, Ariane, when you looked
into their hearts, what did you see?
Was it loyalty or something else?
Before each of you lies a card,
a divination of your truest self.
If your intentions are pure,
you should not fear what it shows.
A loyal knight.
I owe no allegiance to you.
Uh!
I will not tolerate anyone conspiring
to use our present circumstances
as an opportunity for a power grab.
And you, Marcel Gerard,
do you seek to betray me for power, as well?
I'm hurt that you even have to ask.
These are uncertain times.
We need to be certain of each other.
Despite what Elijah Mikaelson
may have us believe, the prophecy
of his demise is all too real,
and a threat to our sire
is a threat against us.
I, for one, am committed
to ensuring our continued survival...
By whatever means necessary.
Hi. Do you have any angelica flower?
Ok. I know I've been shunned,
but you can at least look at me.
Hello. I'm in the market for some angelica.
Perhaps you've heard of it. No?
Ok. Follow-up question... Do you happen to have
any kind of comment box or complaint hotline?
Because I got a few thoughts on your customer service
that, trust me, you do not want to end up on yelp.
Josh, let's just go.
Ok. Fine, but you know what? I'm taking these.
Where the bloody hell is she?
I assume we are talking about Camille.
Just refresh my memory, Niklaus.
Was I the one who impulsively
handed her a daylight ring?
Oh, no. That's right. It was you.
She left, didn't she?
Shocking turn of events.
Yes, so why don't you go and find her?
I shall deal with the growing nightmare
of our family's potential extinction.
Yes, always the diligent defender,
despite the fact the threat has somewhat subsided,
what with Tristan de Martel now
literally sleeping with the fishes.
A darker threat remains.
Now something out there
is capable of killing us.
We should probably find it.
I'd love to.
However, I got Camille into this mess.
She left around sunrise.
My guess is that she needed some air.
I couldn't sleep.
I saw her leave from my balcony.
So, um, I was wondering,
if maybe it was ok if Hope and I
stay here for a few days.
Of course you may.
Forgive me.
Hayley, this family comes with many, many hardships,
but there is at least one benefit.
You will always have a home here.
I sincerely hope you're calling from somewhere
far, far away.
I think we both know I won't leave
until this prophecy is averted.
Somewhere out there is an elusive weapon
capable of killing an Original.
I'm calling to suggest we pool our efforts
to find it.
I don't play well with others.
Lucien's witch Alexis left her clues
in a rather cryptic puzzle.
What if I told you I had the means
to put it together?
Davina, I called, like, a billion times.
It's kind of enough to make a guy feel...
I don't know... shunned or something.
Sorry. Too soon?
Josh, I'm sorry I haven't called you back.
It's just things have been really...
Really, yeah, awful. No kidding.
The thing is, this is kind of the whole reason
you have friends, so you don't have to do
the terrible parts alone.
Whoa. Hey, should I be worried
or, like, really excited right now?
Hello, Joshua.
Ms. Claire, I assume you know who I am.
I suggest you get in. We've much to discuss.
I'll call you later, I promise.
Cami?
Damn, girl, you look amazing.
You know, I feel amazing.
Hey, 4 Tequila shots stat,
and don't be afraid to move that sweet ass.
Real nice.
She works hard, you know.
Oh, yeah?
How about you, gorgeous? You work hard, too?
Sure. As a matter of fact, right now,
it's hard work resisting the urge
to rip your throat out with my teeth.
Heh. You're gonna find an ATM,
and you're going to max out your daily limit
and leave that nice, underpaid bartender
the biggest tip she's ever seen.
Then you're gonna meet me in the alley
out back so we can have some real fun,
and turn your hat around.
You're an adult.
These are for you from the guy
at the end of the bar.
He was pretty insistent.
As you know from your own experience,
any vampire who seeks true power
will inevitably require the aid of a witch.
We Strix are no exception.
However, I have found that witches for hire
can only be trusted so far, and so...
meet the Sisters,
wayward souls with an extraordinary capacity
for magic.
Of course, when I found them, they were
nothing but orphans and outcasts
belonging nowhere and with no one
until they found a home here with us.
So the Strix have their own personal coven.
Think of them as consultants
held on retainer.
If your 9 covens are a burning candle,
what you see before you is a 5 alarm fire.
In fact, they are the only coven in the world
capable of casting this...
The spell to raise the dead.
How did you know?
About your dogged desire to bring back Kol Mikaelson?
That's what they're for.
The Sisters search the unknown and reveal to me
anything that may be of use,
for instance,
the leverage I need to make you my ally.
What do you want from me?
I'll make certain you're granted the power
to bring back your precious Kol.
In exchange, you will take a vow of fealty
and become one of my Sisters.
It's all rather straightforward, I assure you.
Each of them faced a similar choice.
That which you most wish for
is within your grasp.
The question is,
are you willing to pay the price?
Thank you for the drink.
Well, you seemed rather thirsty.
Mm.
You would've torn him apart
whether you meant to or not, probably
doing the world a favor in the process, but...
I'm a vampire now, Klaus.
Isn't that what we do?
We hunt. We feed. We kill.
We might want to keep
our voices down just a little bit.
Why? Can't we just compel anyone
to do anything we want?
Isn't that what you do all the time?
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