The Originals

Previously on "The Originals"...

His prophesy is fulfilled.

You will all fall... One by friend,

one by foe, and one by family.

We are called The Strix,

the oldest society of vampires this world has ever known.

Marcellus, you would do well to be selective about the company

you keep in future.

Aurora has procured the exact location

of Rebekah's watery grave in two sealed envelopes.

Hers contained the latitude.

And Tristan got the latitude.

If you do not bring my sister home,

Tristan will die slowly and in tremendous pain.

You must be Cami.

Aw, poor dear. Still sleeping?

Well, you have a big day ahead of you.

We should get started.

- Hah! - Oh!

That was not nice.

Ok. You and I need to have

a little heart-to heart conversation.

Come along.

What are we doing here?

I heard a rumor these men train here

hoping to be made into vampires,

so I'm going to Grant them their wish.

Wait. Please.

I don't know who you are,

but if you have a problem with me, fine.

Just let them go.

Huh, I assumed you knew who I was.

No matter. Allow me to introduce myself.

I am Aurora de Martel,

long-lost love of Niklaus Mikaelson.

He and I are having just a little bit of a spat

at the moment, as he took my brother captive.

Now, it's come to my attention that you

are quite precious to him, so I'm taking you,

and these lovely, delicious, delightful specimens

are going to provide incentive.

Once they're in transition, they'll need to feed,

and since you will be the only human blood available,

well, Nik had better give me what I want.

Huh! Uh!

Gentlemen, come down.

Quick, quick. Off you pop.

Thank you. Hello.

You two, come on.

Congratulations.

You have all been selected to receive

the highest honor bestowed upon your pitiful species.

Don't do this.

- Uh! - Uh!

Next?

the spell is complete.

Tristan cannot cross the boundary

of his own will, but we can enter

and leave as we please.

I took the Liberty of injecting him

with hibiscus and mugwort

to counteract any vervain in his system.

All you have to do is compel him

to give you the longitude of Rebekah's location.

He says he's immune.

Well, I'll find some other way to make him talk.

Will you?

You're still upset I tortured Aurora

without your permission?

Oh, Freya, I'm obscenely fond of torture, but, yes,

when I'm entertaining, I like to be the one

to choose precisely when

and how we violate the guests.

Fine. How should we proceed?

Devastate the body, infiltrate the mind,

and steal the information we need.

To that end, I invited a friend.

I got your text.

Unless she's violently teething,

I don't recommend this as a day care.

Jack's gone, and I don't know if he's coming back.

I also really don't want to talk about it,

so which one of you will take hope.

While I take my anger out on this pompous dick?

Come here, baby girl.

Bon appetit.

Aah!

Not a fan of knocking, are we?

I afford courtesy to those in my good graces.

You've fallen short.

Which is why I've called you here.

The whole Cami situation has gotten a tad out of hand.

Out of your hand. You put her in danger.

I put her in protective custody.

Her decision to leave was rather ill-advised.

See for yourself.

I would say this does not bode well

for your friend Camille.

Aurora is upset

because I have her beloved brother.

She took Camille as leverage.

Well, it'll be the last mistake she ever makes.

Might I suggest you pause just a tick

and think this through?

Move now.

If Aurora is upset with you,

might she just be leading you into a trap?

Aurora has neither the means nor the will

to harm me.

So you say, yet she is

a vindictive lunatic.

The prophesy said you and your siblings

would fall... One by foe,

one by family, one by friend.

What is Aurora to you if not a friend

with certain benefits?

Perhaps I should murder my friends,

starting with you.

You are my sire.

I have a vested interest st keeping you alive.

That means I won't sit back and watch

while you walk half-cocked into a trap.

I'm coming with you.

Just stay out of my way.

It's odd you'd be his therapist.

Isn't it true Nik killed your beloved uncle

right about... here?

Yeah.

It was a mercy killing.

"Mercy." That is such an odd, little word.

Tell me, was it difficult to watch?

Yes.

Hmm.

This church hasn't been much luck

for your family, has it?

You know about my brother?

I confess, when I first heard your name,

I was intrigued.

Nik cares for so few people,

so I looked you up.

The Internet, it is such a marvel.

I learned all about your storied past.

The insane twin brother slaughters 9 seminary students

and then does himself in.

Wow.

Are you enjoying this,

bringing up the tragedies of my life?

Do you get off on being cruel?

Maybe I'm looking for the ways in which we are alike.

See, Nik's been obsessed with me for centuries,

and now he's infatuated with you.

What do you think the overlap is between us?

Is it crazy brothers?

Yours was quite mad, and mine, well...

Tristan, I love him,

but he can be a bit daft sometimes.

You know, he likes to have me committed

every so often, hoping to cure

my more eccentric predispositions.

Thanks to him, I've been plunged into ice baths,

bled for melancholia, and exorcized for demons 5...

No, 6... 6 times,

and my latest diagnosis is bipolar disorder.

I imagine with your credentials,

you're familiar with it.

And there have been great strides in...

Shut up, Cami.

I prefer not to be condescended to

by someone who only just got her degree.

Now tell me a bit more about you,

starting with how you feel about Nik,

and do bear in mind,

I am a stickler for honesty.

Yeah. I know exactly how big the quarter is.

Stop whining and find her, and when you do, you call me.

Trouble in Crescent city?

Nothing I can't handle.

Such hubris, surprising,

given your lack of accomplishment.

Tell that to your boy Mohinder.

Oh, that's right. You can't. He's dead.

Your boss killed him right after

I made him look like a chump.

Is that how you recall it?

Yeah. That's pretty much how it went down.

You are a skilled revisionist.

Why not tell me your version of another tale

about the witch regent who was shunned

by her own people?

I don't know that one.

Witch politics isn't my thing.

You were once guardian to Davina Claire,

and just as she's about to be recruited

by a consortium of the most powerful

vampires in the world, her status as regent

is revoked, making her all but useless.

You have to admit, that's quite a coincidence.

The covens hate me.

You really think that I got them

to impeach their regent?