The Originals

- Previously on The Originals... - When the spell is over,

you got to get away from each other,

and you have to stay away from Hope.

We got water turned into blood.

We got snakes fleeing the river.

If the Mikaelsons come together,

it will signal darkness like we've never known.

Now, if there's anybody who can cause

the collapse of New Orleans,

- it's Klaus Mikaelson. - This isn't about Klaus at all.

It's about his daughter.

Hope Mikaelson will be our downfall.

Oh, my God. Henry.

I'm not going anywhere with you.

We are your family.

I don't care about any of you.

Elijah Mikaelson is dead.

I may need your help waking her up.

Hope was boasting about a cloaking spell,

a sleeping spell.

Hayley?

Where is she?

Oh, my God.

I'll find your mother, and I swear...

I'll return her to you.

New Orleans is a survivor.

She's faced down countless tragedies:

Fires, floods, war.

Where another city would buckle,

New Orleans turns misery into magic.

And each year,

the greatest tradition of all endures...

Mardi Gras.

In spite of all our differences,

the whole city celebrates Carnival season together.

- David, I like this fabric. - You like it?

I think it's good, too.

There are more than 80 groups

that join the party in the weeks

leading up to Fat Tuesday,

each krewe more unique than the last.

There's something for everyone.

Looking for love or hungry for a good time?

There's no better mistress

than New Orleans during Mardi Gras,

as long as you can stand the heat.

So, what exactly are you implying?

Hope hid her mother with a cloaking spell.

Someone found her. That requires a witch.

So that means it was one of mine?

I don't think so.

You witches always plead virtue,

but if history's to be prologue,

you're the most rotten of the bunch.

As soon as Freya told me that Hayley had gone missing,

there were a dozen of us witches out there on them streets

performing locator spells, trying to find her.

Because Hayley is actually a friend to us, okay?

Hayley, unlike you,

has earned our respect.

And out of respect to her,

I'm only gonna say this to you one time, Klaus:

We had absolutely nothing to do

with her disappearance. I promise you that.

A witch's promise is as slippery as snake oil

and as effective.

You want peace and prosperity?

Prove your innocence and find her.

Why would the werewolves

take down their own Alpha?

That's a valid question. Perhaps one

of your fellow swampmates can shed some light.

We are the victims here.

A bloodsucker killed Henry

just for being a hybrid.

No, you wolves saw the boy

as an abomination, as well.

Who's to say the same disgust didn't extend to Hayley?

A guilty wolf could just point fingers at vampires

to cover their tracks.

If you didn't take her, I suggest you find out who did.

Do you really think my guys would be that stupid?

They know that if they even laid a finger on Hayley,

they'd be answering to me.

Well, was it you who ordered the vampires

to antagonize the wolves and string up

that hybrid boy? No.

I didn't think so. Perhaps your royal status

has wilted along with your marital prospects.

All right, all right.

Easy. The vampires

like Hayley... everyone does. We didn't touch her.

Well, I suggest you amp up your efforts to retrieve her, then.

Because if my daughter is not reunited

with her mother by sundown,

then your entire faction will face

the wrath of my disappointment.

Close proximity of just two Mikaelsons

turned rain to blood.

Imagine what would happen

if I were to turn to my siblings for help.

Our little family reunion

would cause hellfire to devour us all.

Compelling NOLA's finest, I see.

If that's the city's finest,

then it will wither from its own mediocrity.

Now, what are humans gonna do that the other factions can't?

They have the numbers. I need eyes everywhere.

Whoever did this can't hide from me.

- What? - Mm.

Clear eyes, focused demeanor.

You know, for Klaus Mikaelson,

I'd say you're acting pretty normal.

If you've got a point, Marcel, spit it out.

There's chatter you're unhinged.

I'm just making sure you're not poised

to do something that we'll all regret.

Well, if the suicidal simpletons

who took my daughter's mother return her unharmed,

I won't have to do something we'll all regret, will I?

What happened when you went to go visit Elijah in France?

Nothing. He wasn't there.

No? You two didn't come face-to-face?

Because last I heard,

Hope's picking maggots

out of her cafeteria food.

You seem to forget that my other siblings

carry this curse.

So this is because Kol and Rebekah

had an impromptu reunion?

Well, she's certainly not with you, is she?

This city isn't gonna stand

for the kind of retribution you're threatening,

and neither am I.

Well, then, I suggest

you take all of this as an incentive.

Your brother has got a very interesting approach

to motivational speaking.

Look, I know there's no love between you two,

but as insane as he seems, Klaus's tactics always work.

Just ride out his bad mood as best as you can.

Yeah, if he keeps messing with me,

I'm gonna show him a bad mood.

Tell me, did you make contact?

"Make contact"?

We talking about my niece or a secret agent?

Freya.

I know that this is hard for you to hear,

but Ivy's cards predicted that your niece

might, in fact, be the devil in disguise,

so you cannot be soft on her.

She's 15.

Her future isn't written in stone.

That's why I'm here.

To make sure of it.

Good luck.

You, too.

W-What happened?

Uh, oh, no, nothing.

Uh, no, your...

your father has search parties scouring every inch of the city.

We'll find her.

I just...

When I saw you, I thought that she... yeah.

So, wait, if she's still missing,

then why are you here?

Care package.

Thought you could use a taste of home.

So you drove all this way to bring me beignets?

You know, I figured with everything going on,

you could use a friend.

- Thanks, but I'm really fine. - Mm-hmm.

You know, I could be wrong, but, um,

I think this is the part where you invite me in.

Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah.

Locator spells in 12 ancient languages?

Thought you weren't allowed to do magic

outside of the classroom.

Catch-up reading.

I'm trying to make up for being suspended.

- Mm-hmm. - Keep my grades up.

I got to get back to work, Aunt Freya.

Sure. Sure, I mean, I could just leave

after an excruciating 11-hour drive

to see my only niece.

Or...

we could get comfy,

stuff our faces with deep-fried glory,

and you could tell me about that cute boy

you had hidden in your room last week.

Have you considered this might be a trap?

I could have 30 vampires here in five minutes.

I can't help you if you won't let me.

If your assistance requires psychological evaluation,

allow me to make this easy for you:

Psychopath on a mission, no time for chitchat.

Look, you want to shed blood today?

Get in line. I care about Hayley, too.

So be a dick to everyone else, but watch your tone with me.