[Genevieve and Celeste (in Sabine's body) stroll through the cemetery] 

GENEVIEVE: Oh, I remember this cemetery. Hmm. Hasn't changed a bit. 

SABINE / CELESTE: I've been coming here over a century, wearing one face or another. 

FLASHBACK--LAFAYETTE CEMETERY, 1919

[Genevieve approaches a woman kneeling in front of a tomb, praying to her ancestors] 

GENEVIEVE: Clara Summerlin, will you come on? We're gonna miss everything. 

[The two walk over to where a crowd of witches are standing around a bonfire, playing congo drums and watching as a witch dances around the flames. Papa Tunde walks out with an albino python around his shoulders, which he hands to his sons after clapping in order quiet the crowd] 

GENEVIEVE: Told you. Every witch in the Quarter is here to see the great Papa Tunde. 

PAPA TUNDE: Witches of the French Quarter, thank you for your welcome. It is good to be among people of the faith. I, too, practice ancestral magic, honoring those who walked the path before us. From them, we draw strength. And you will need strength, for a great darkness is coming. The city your forefathers left you is now overrun by pirates, beasts, and vampires. 

[Papa Tunde takes the python from his sons and throws it into the f*re, and many of the witches gasp in surprise and fear] 

PAPA TUNDE: I practice other magic, as well. Sacrificial magic, channeling power from the lives of my offerings. I use this strength to vanquish my enemies, and I will punish your enemies for their greed. In return, you will accept my family into your coven, and me as your leader. 

FLASHBACK--A MEETING ROOM, 1919

[Two men enter the room and join Elijah and a police officer at a table] 

ELIJAH: Gentlemen, make yourselves at home. Mayor O'Connell appears to be running late, but there's much to discuss, so I shall begin. 

KLAUS: [walks down the stairs to join them] One moment, please, brother. You know how much I enjoy these illicit, little gatherings. 

ELIJAH: [to the men] Do not be troubled. Despite my brother's reputation, I can assure you, we've invited you here to broker in peace. You have my word. 

KLAUS: And, lucky for you, my brother always keeps his word. You two are from the Guerrera crime family, a brutish pack of thieves and K*llers. And that's nothing compared to what you become on a full moon, is it? 

ELIJAH: Yes, yes, yes. Of course, a bite from your kind is not lethal to an Original. Conflict between us would not end well for you at all. Let's state our proposal here. My brother and I control the ports of the city, but with Prohibition soon to be the law of the land, there'll be a certain uptick in the kind of federal presence we prefer to avoid. Therefore, I'd like to suggest a system whereby, under our supervision, of course, the Guerrera family can traffic alcohol into the city of New Orleans for a profit. We would still be in charge, but our rule would remain a secret. 

[Papa Tunde walks into the room with his sons following behind him] 

PAPA TUNDE: This all sounds very good, but tell me, how will it benefit the witches? 

ELIJAH: I am sorry. This is a private meeting. 

PAPA TUNDE: Yes, for kings of the city, but I, too, am a king, and I have rules. 

KLAUS: I'm impressed. You're either quite ambitious or quite mad. What's your name, mate? 

PAPA TUNDE: I am Alphonse Bellatunde Delgado, Papa Tunde to my followers, and I come to ask that the witches be granted fair tribute for allowing your existence in our city. 

ELIJAH: Are you suggesting that you speak for the french quarter witches? 

PAPA TUNDE: I do now, and I expect our future negotiations to go very smoothly. As a guarantee, I brought a gift. I await our next gathering. 

[A small leather case is placed on the table. Papa Tunde and his sons leave. Everyone else gathers around as Klaus lifts the lid on the trunk to reveal a head inside with a symbol carved into his forehead] 

KLAUS: Well, I suppose we'll need a new mayor. 

PRESENT DAY--THE ABBATOIR COURTYARD

[Marcel comes down the stairs into the courtyard with a bottle of bourbon in his hand. Diego sees him enter and approaches him as Marcel walks over to sit down at a table] 

DIEGO: Hey, Marcel, maybe you know what's going on. Klaus ordered us to meet here, and now he's a no-show. 

MARCEL: What do you want from me? It's a new regime. Get used to it. 

[Klaus enters the room with Thierry and makes an announcment] 

KLAUS: Dearest brethren, your attention, please. No doubt, you're all surprised to see Thierry Vanchure, who's supposed to be rotting in the Garden for the crime of k*lling one of our own, and I personally decided to issue him with a pardon. I hope you'll all welcome home Thierry. 

[Thierry smiles and gives Diego a hug] 

DIEGO: Welcome home, man. 

MARCEL: [to Klaus] You're in a good mood. You should visit Mystic Falls more often. 

KLAUS: Well, as much as I might like to, I have pressing responsibilities here. [turns to address the crowd of vampires] Now, as you all know, the witch Davina is no longer with us. Without Davina, we can no longer monitor the activity of our witch neighbors. However, since their Harvest failed, their magic will soon be gone forever. Until then, I say we keep them on their toes. Diego, I wonder if you might lead a rousting in the cauldron. 

[Diego smiles and starts to plan with the other vampires. Marcel grabs his bottle and goes to storm away, but Klaus stops him in the doorway] 

KLAUS: Marcel, I'd hoped you would join Diego. 

MARCEL: Nah. I'm gonna take a personal day. [He pushes past Klaus and leaves] 

IN THE FRENCH QUARTER

[Rebekah and Elijah walk through the streets of the Quarter as they talk about recent events] 

ELIJAH: Now, you may doubt him, but today, I saw Niklaus demonstrate mercy towards an enemy. Tell me that's not progress. 

REBEKAH: Please, Elijah. Who do you think convinced Klaus to let Thierry out? 

ELIJAH: Why would you do such a thing? 

REBEKAH: Because, despite Klaus' reprieve, Thierry despises him. I like that about Thierry. I also like that he used to date a witch, so he knows about French Quarter covens. Maybe he can lead me to whoever stole off with the Harvest magic. 

ELIJAH: Rebekah, we are all devastated by the outcome of this ritual. 

REBEKAH: That's just it. There was no outcome. We both know that power like that doesn't just vanish. I say someone stole it. I'd like to know who, and then I'd like to make an ally out of them. 

ELIJAH: To what end, exactly? 

REBEKAH: I'm tired of being thr*at and controlled by our tyrant brother. If you want to stop a bully, you need the power to stand up to them. 

ELIJAH: I expect such behavior from Niklaus. It's so very disappointing when it comes from you, Rebekah. Do you not see that, in his way, he's making an effort here? He's invited us back into our family home. He yearns for our family to be reunited. 

REBEKAH: Yes. He's in a brilliant mood now, but for how long? It's his trick, Elijah. He lulls you into a false sense of camaraderie and kinship, and then he turns on you like a snake. I fall for it every time and wind up with a dagger in my chest for my trouble. No more. 

ELIJAH: I believe that he is approaching some semblance of peace here. Leadership may, in fact, be a good thing for him. Now, sister, please, I ask you, if you cannot support him, then at least do nothing to provoke him. 

THE ABBATOIR COMPOUND

[Klaus enters one of the rooms of the compound and finds Marcel, still drinking alone as he sits on a couch] 

KLAUS: Ugh, is this what's it's come to? I bear the full weight of our kingdom while you pout like a child. 

MARCEL: You wanted to be king. Besides, you look like you got it covered. 

KLAUS: If the men see you shirk your duties, they're likely to do the same. 

MARCEL: I told you, I am not in the mood for vampire hijinks. 

KLAUS: No. You'd rather sit wallowing in sorrow for your lost little friend. 

MARCEL: [stands up and points a finger at Klaus] Don't push me right now. 

KLAUS: I am sorry Davina is gone, ok? I'm sorry, but this mournful attitude is unworthy of you, and it's boring to me. 

[Diego enters the room to join them, looking worried] 

DIEGO: Hey, guys, we got a problem. 

THE CAULDRON

[Thunder rumbles overhead as Diego leads Marcel and Klaus to the Cauldron to show them what he found] 

DIEGO: We came to mess with the witches, just like you said. And these two, they went missing. Found them like this, not even staked. Just d*ad. 

MARCEL: That's two more of my guys gone. Nice job, Captain. 

[Marcel takes one look at his d*ad men, puts his hood up, turns around, and starts to walk away] 

KLAUS: Where are you going? Someone has to account for this! 

MARCEL: You want revenge, get it yourself. That mark is tied to some bad mojo. Any of y'all got any brains, you'll head back to the compound and stay the hell out of this. 

[Marcel walks off. Klaus turns to Diego] 

KLAUS: We're gonna find whoever did this, and I will show them what suffering is. 

A WAREHOUSE AT THE DOCKS

[Thierry and Rebekah walk into a warehouse to investigate] 

THIERRY: Used to run things down here for Marcel. Thought you'd like to see what I found before Klaus did. 

REBEKAH: [smirks] Not a day out of the Garden, and you're already proving yourself useful. 

THIERRY: We made a deal, and if it screws things for your brother, I'm all for it. Though, to be honest, this stuff makes my skin crawl. I've never seen anything like this. 

[They stop in front of another salt circle on the ground with two d*ad vampires inside. Both are desiccated and have the same symbol carved into their foreheads] 

REBEKAH: I have, a long time ago. Somebody is copycatting a very dangerous witch. They draw their power from sacrifice.

THIERRY: I just don't understand why someone would leave it here for us to find. 

REBEKAH: Unless they wanted it to be found. 

[Papa Tunde appears from the shadows behind them. Rebekah notices him in shock and horror] 

PAPA TUNDE: Mademoiselle Mikaelson. 

REBEKAH: That's not possible. 

PAPA TUNDE: Sure, it is, chére. It's magic. 

[Rebekah speed vamps toward him to try to k*ll him, but Papa Tunde simply reaches out and grabs her by the throat] 

PAPA TUNDE: Symbole du masque et de l'ombre, embrace-toi. Embrace-toi. Symbole du masque et de l'ombre, embrace-toi. Embrace-toi. Symbole du masque et de l'ombre, embrace-toi. Embrace-toi. Symbole du masque et de l'ombre, embrace-toi. 

[Rebekah starts to desiccate, and thick gray veins pop up all over her face and neck. Terrified, Thierry speed vamps and disappears out of the warehouse] 

COMPOUND COURTYARD

[Klaus, Elijah, Diego, and many of the other vampires are congregating in the courtyard, discussing their current situation] 

KLAUS: Ah! Someone will die for this. 

ELIJAH: Remarkably, I don't disagree. However, I would like to know where they learned such dark magic. 

KLAUS: I had hoped never to see that symbol again. I recall it is the signature of a fool who once stood against us. 

ELIJAH: Clearly, some upstart witch is salvaging old tricks. 

KLAUS: I'll do for him as I did the other. [turns to Diego] Diego, when night falls, I want you to gather every vampire in the Quarter. Get me the head of whoever did this and put it on a stick. 

DIEGO: Yeah. That's gonna be a problem. Everyone is freaked out, man. We haven't had witches k*lling vampires in a long time. Marcel made sure of that. 

KLAUS: Marcel has run off like a scared child. You lot are left with me. Now, who of you will fight to defend our home? [looks around to see that no one comes forward] Not a single one of you will stand with me, so afraid are you of this new thr*at? You should know better. I'll handle this myself. 

[Klaus storms off] 

ROUSSEAU'S

CAMI: [on the phone] Sophie, the restaurant is an epic disaster again. Do you think maybe you could come in today and... [the voice mail interrupts: "User's mailbox is full."] 

CAMI: [annoyed] Good-bye. 

MARCEL: Looks like I should've been here last night. 

[Cami, startled, looks for anything she can find to use as a w*apon, finally settling on an empty liquor bottle] 

CAMI: Before you try anything, I'm on vervain. 

MARCEL: Yeah, Klaus mentioned you broke free of his compulsion. Good for you. Sophie around? CAMI: No. Why? 

MARCEL: Got a witch problem. Thought she might have answers. [he sits down] Mind if I wait? [he grabs a bottle off the bar and pours himself a drink] 

CAMI: It's a little early for day drinking. Let me guess, Klaus problems. I thought you'd be on top of the world now that you have Davina back. 

MARCEL: Davina is gone. 

CAMI: [shocked] Was it Klaus? I told him, if he hurt her... 

MARCEL: It wasn't like that. The power that she had was too much. We tried to fix her with this crazy-ass ritual, and something went wrong. Now she's...I don't know, floating in limbo, or waiting on her ancestors. 

CAMI: Marcel, I'm sorry. 

MARCEL: Yeah, me, too. 

THE ABBATOIR--DAVINA'S OLD ROOM

[Elijah walks into the room to find Hayley looking at Davina's old sketches] 

ELIJAH: There you are. 

HAYLEY: Here I am. 

ELIJAH: [gestures to the sketches] Davina's drawings. 

HAYLEY: Yeah. Morbid, I know. I was just thinking, we never figured out why she drew those pictures of Celeste. Anyway, I'm just k*lling time, now that I'm on vampire lockdown. 

ELIJAH: Whoever did this, we will deal with them. It won't be long. 

HAYLEY: I'm not worried. Just think it's kind of funny that it took some big, supernatural thr*at for you to even come into the same room as me. 

ELIJAH: I do apologize if you feel neglected. I have been occupied. My siblings are in some quarrel. Niklaus remains agitated. You'll recall that even our slightest interactions seem to infuriate him. 

HAYLEY: So Klaus is a dick, and you want to be a good big brother. So we can't hang out. That sum it up? I get it, Elijah. It just seems like a really crappy deal. 

ROUSSEAU'S

[Marcel is still sitting at the bar with Cami when his phone rings. It's Klaus. He hits the ignore button and returns to his drink] 

CAMI: El presidente? 

MARCEL: He likes to keep track of his people. 

CAMI: Why are you loyal to him, exactly? 

MARCEL: For someone who says she can't stand the guy, you sure ask a lot of questions about him. 

CAMI: My interest is purely academic. 

MARCEL: I know what you're doing. You're mad he used you, and you want to get back at him. Maybe you're hoping I'll let slip some chink in his armor. Friendly advice--don't do that. It won't end well. Let me tell you a story about someone who went up against Klaus. 

FLASHBACK--THE ABBATOIR, 1919

[Marcel returns home in his military uniform to find a party being held at the compound. Marcel sees Rebekah sitting at a table with an unknown gentleman, and walks toward her] 

MARCEL (VOICEOVER): This was right after I returned from World w*r I. I'd been trying to get away from New Orleans for a while. Something kept drawing me back. 

KLAUS: Why don't you get me some Martinis? Thank you. 

MARCEL: [to Rebekah] Aren't you gonna welcome me home? 

REBEKAH: I wouldn't want you to think that I was happy to see you. 

MARCEL: How long you gonna hate me? 

REBEKAH: You left me in a box for fifty-two years. Twice that seems like a good start. Come on, boys. 

KLAUS: [approaches Marcel] There he is. Our w*r hero, triumphantly returned. Oh, good to have you back, Marcellus. Welcome home. [They drink] Mm. 

ELIJAH: Ha ha! The prodigal son has finally learned to hold his liquor. 

MARCEL: The Army'll do that to you. 

ELIJAH: Well, it's good to have you back. Niklaus was beside himself in your absence. 

KLAUS: Now that you are here, perhaps you could help settle an argument. You see, you've traded a w*r abroad for one here in the Quarter. Some rogue witch wants a piece of the city we built, and Elijah, for reasons beyond my comprehension, insists that negotiation is our best recourse. 

ELIJAH: Yes. 

KLAUS: On the topic of your failed comprehension, you neglect, as a soldier, Marcel has seen not only how small the world has become and how fast news can travel, but also the very horrors of w*r itself. Surely, Marcel would agree with me. 

ELIJAH: The best way for us to defend our home is by exercising discretion. 

MARCEL: So who's the witch you want to k*ll? 

KLAUS: His name is Papa Tunde. I think he's a charlatan. 

ELIJAH: Well, Marcel shall be able to decide that for himself. You invited him here. 

KLAUS: Of course. We're not savages, are we? 

[Papa Tunde arrives at the party, and Klaus immediately approaches him] 

KLAUS: Thank you for accepting our invitation, and welcome. I hope you'll allow me to play the role of host. If there's anything you need- Anything at all... 

PAPA TUNDE: Pleasure before business, then. Ha ha ha! Ha ha ha! 

PRESENT DAY--ROUSSEAU'S

MARCEL: I didn't get it at first. Klaus was the one who wanted to go to w*r. 

CAMI: So, why was he inviting his enemy into his home? Why be so generous to someone who he's gonna have to k*ll? 

MARCEL: But, you see, that's the thing. It was all part of Klaus' plan. He was sussing the guy out, learning his weaknesses, his strengths, getting him to let his guard down. That's how Klaus does it. Then he goes in for the k*ll. 

CAMI: Because he's a two-faced sociopath. There's nothing enviable about what Klaus does. He is a monster. 

MARCEL: We're all monsters, Cami. If you're powerful like Klaus is, you just don't have to bother hiding it. 

CAMI: Davina was powerful. She wasn't a monster. 

THE DOCKS

[Papa Tunde finishes doing his spell on Rebekah, who lays desiccated in a circle of salt, with his symbol carved into her forehead. He stands back and admires his work] 

PAPA TUNDE: It is done. The power of the Original sister flows through me. 

CELESTE: And will that be enough to make Klaus suffer? 

PAPA TUNDE: I will hurt Klaus Mikaelson as he hurt me. When I am done, he will wish that he could die. 

ROUSSEAU'S

MARCEL: You gonna open this place today? 

CAMI: And risk you eating the clientele? 

MARCEL: Oh, and here I thought you were starting to like me again. [Marcel's phone rings again. He answers it] 

KLAUS: Ah, you've deigned to break your despair long enough to pick up the phone. 

MARCEL: I figured you'd just keep calling. 

KLAUS: I'm in the Cauldron now. You could meet me here, we could start burning passersby at the stake. 

MARCEL: Sorry. I'm gonna chase down my own lead. 

KLAUS: And where might that be, the bottom of a bottle of scotch? 

MARCEL: I'm at Sophie Deveraux's place. I figured I'll sit here and drink 'til she shows. 

KLAUS: Or, you could snap out of this funk and come and help me end this. [Marcel hangs up the the phone] 

THE ALLEY

[Sophie Deveraux appears in the alley, drunk, stumbling around with her own bottle of liquor as she approaches Klaus] 

SOPHIE: Big, bad Klaus Mikaelson. 

KLAUS: Sophie. Just the witch I was looking to brutalize. [he speed vamps toward Sophie and grabs her in a chokehold] Perhaps you could explain the att*cks on my men. 

THE ABBATOIR COMPOUND

[Hayley and Elijah are in the courtyard. Hayley watches as Elijah tries to call Rebekah] 

ELIJAH: Rebekah is not answering her calls. 

HAYLEY: You worried about whoever k*lled those daywalkers still being out there? 

ELIJAH: Frankly, I'm worried that she had something to do with this. She's very displeased with Niklaus, perhaps even conspiring with others. 

[Elijah notices Thierry drinking alone at a table and joins him] 

ELIJAH: Thierry, is it? 

THIERRY: That's right. 

ELIJAH: My sister is rather fond of you. Strange, she's not typically drawn to unremarkable men. Would you care to explain your sudden magnetism? 

THIERRY: I don't know what you're... 

[Elijah, annoyed, grabs him by the throat and pushes him against the wall] 

ELIJAH: You can either tell me what you know, or I can distribute tiny pieces of you throughout the Quarter. 

THIERRY: [reluctantly] She asked me to keep an eye out on witch stuff. I found something, and when I showed her, we were jumped by some guy. He desiccated her with his touch. 

ELIJAH: [angry] Like a coward, you left her. 

THIERRY: What was I supposed to do, fight some warlock that took out an Original?

ELIJAH: Where was this, exactly? 

THIERRY: The docks, warehouse 57. I was just doing what she asked. You cannot tell Klaus about this. [Elijah throws Thierry against the wall. He's unconscious] 

ELIJAH: I shall take that into consideration. 

HAYLEY: [worried] I'm coming with you. 

ELIJAH: No. Stay here. The compound is safe. 

HAYLEY: Rebekah is in trouble. I'm going. 

ELIJAH: [considers this, and sighs] Do not leave my sight. Understand? 

[Hayley nods, and the two leave for the docks] 

ROUSSEAU'S

MARCEL: Me calling things off with you wasn't lack of interest. I was hoping to save you from all this. 

CAMI: Well, thanks, Romeo, but I'm in it. So, when are you gonna get to the good part with Klaus and that Papa guy? 

FLASHBACK--1919

MARCEL (VOICEOVER): Papa Tunde said he wanted to empower the witches. Mostly, he wanted money and territory. Klaus and Elijah weren't about to give him either. He didn't like that, so he went on a rampage. [We see flashes of him sacrificing his offerings] No one was safe. Not the humans in the faction. [We see Papa Tunde k*lling them] Not the Guerrera werewolves. He even went after the witches who opposed him. Elijah offered a truce. He gave his word, in fact, but Klaus, being Klaus, he had another idea. 

[Papa Tunde is waiting in their meeting place when he hears someone enter] 

PAPA TUNDE: You're late, Elijah. It's not like the noble brother to keep me waiting. 

KLAUS: I'm sorry, mate. Elijah is the brother you meet when negotiations are to be had. I'm the one you get when negotiations are closed. 

PAPA TUNDE: You do not scare me. You have no idea the power I possess. 

KLAUS: Oh, in fact, I made it a point to learn all about your power. I noticed how you're almost always near those twin sons of yours, how they bear your distinctive ,ark. Got me to thinking--you channel their power, don't you? Which, of course, begs the question: what would happen were that power to be taken away, if those sons whose lives you depend on were suddenly struck down? What of that power then? [Marcel brings in a box and sets it down. Papa Tunde looks into the box and sees the severed heads of his twin sons] PAPA TUNDE: [enraged] I will k*ll you for this. KLAUS: I cannot be k*lled. You, however... 

[Klaus zooms over to him and presses his thumbs into Papa Tunde's eyes and in through his brain, eventually k*lling him] 

PAPA TUNDE: Aagh! 

PRESENT DAY--ROUSSEAU'S 

CAMI: [horrified] That's awful! 

MARCEL: Oh, to Klaus, it's just business. 

CAMI: And don't you think there's something fundamentally wrong with that? Don't you worry you'll end up one of his victims or, worse, just like him? 

[Papa Tunde suddenly appears in the bar] 

PAPA TUNDE: Poor Marcellus. You remain always in the shadow of your father. Climb out from beneath it, will you, so you can die like a man? 

MARCEL: Cami, you need to run now. Don't look back. Just go. 

PAPA TUNDE: I think she should stay. I prefer an audience, and I'm about to put on quite the show. 

CAMI: Marcel? 

MARCEL: I said get out of here. 

[Cami, terrified, hesitates in the doorway, not wanting to leave Marcel alone] 

PAPA TUNDE: You cannot defeat me. I channel the power of an Original vampire. Soon, I will have all three. But first, I will take you. 

THE DOCKS

[Sophie examines the abandoned desiccated vampires that Papa Tunde left for the vampires to find] 

SOPHIE: It's a complex spell. Old-school stuff, rooted in sacrificial magic. Whoever did this to your guys, my guess is they were an offering to gain more power. More guys they k*ll, more power they have. 

[Klaus' phone rings, and when he sees it's Cami, he answers it] 

KLAUS: (answers his phone) I didn't expect a call from you so soon. 

CAMI: You need to get to Rousseau's now. Some lunatic witch doctor is k*lling Marcel. 

KLAUS: Get as far away from there as you can. 

THE DOCKS

[Hayley and Elijah arrive to where Rebekah's body was left and immediately run toward her. Elijah is also on the phone with Sophie, who is still with the other body] 

ELIJAH: Rebekah! [he goes to kneel next to her, but can't cross the barrier made by the salt] 

HAYLEY: Oh, what's happening? 

ELIJAH: Some kind of boundary spell. Someone is channeling her. Typically, it's a lethal process, but, because she's an Original, she can't die. Instead, she's an endless source of power. 

HAYLEY: So what are we supposed to do? 

ELIJAH: You have to get her out of there. 

ROUSSEAU'S

PAPA TUNDE: [bends over Marcel and holds his Kn*fe to his forehead as he begins to carve in the mark] As I recall, you're one of the few people Niklaus Mikaelson ever gave a damn about. You know what he did to my family. 

MARCEL: Aah! 

PAPA TUNDE: The sins of the father are paid for by the son. I will take pleasure in telling Klaus how you died. 

[Papa Tunde is about to k*ll Marcel when Klaus speed vamps into the bar and stops him] 

KLAUS: I remember k*lling you. I rather relished it. What a joy it is to relive fond memories. 

PAPA TUNDE: You're here. Good. I can crush you before the eyes of your son. Then, I will consume you both. This time, I'm stronger. 

THE DOCKS

ELIJAH: You're not listening. We cannot enter the circle. There's some kind of confinement spell... If I can't remove her, we can't break the link. 

SOPHIE: It's a convoluted spell. It's like a witch's recipe. You can spoil the balance by adding a more potent ingredient. A mystical binding agent. I don't know, volcanic ash, rock salt...anything up to and including eye of newt. 

ELIJAH: What about the blood of a witch? 

SOPHIE: [confused] Do you have the blood of a witch? 

ELIJAH: [turns to Hayley] I need a favor. 

HAYLEY: [immediately understands] The baby. She's a quarter witch. 

[Hayley gives Elijah her wrist, and he gingerly bites it to draw blood. They walk towards the magic circle together. Elijah holds out Hayley's wrist and lets the blood fall on the magic boundary line. It starts to fizzle and deteriorate. Elijah is able to get through, and he quickly picks up Rebekah and takes her out of the circle. He reaches for Hayley's hand, and then he speed vamps out of there with Rebekah and Hayley in tow] 

ROUSSEAU'S

[Papa Tunde has Klaus and is about to finish him off, when he suddenly becomes weak when his link to Rebekah is broken. Klaus is able to stun Papa Tunde long enough to run over to Marcel] 

CAMI: Uhhh, is he d*ad? 

KLAUS: Get out of here. 

CAMI: Is Marcel d*ad? Did that guy k*ll him? 

KLAUS: He didn't finish him off. Marcel needs blood to heal. Go. Find me someone off the street. 

CAMI: I'll do it. 

KLAUS: No. Not you. I don't want you involved in this. 

CAMI: You don't control me anymore, remember? [She rushes over to Marcel and puts his mouth to her neck] It's ok, Marcel. It's ok. It's ok, Marcel. 

[Klaus looks on the two of them with a look of jealousy] 

AN ALLEY

REBEKAH: [ambushes Thierry] Ah! I should rip out your coward heart. 

THIERRY: What, Rebekah? We made a deal to take out your brother, but at he end of the day, it's every man for himself. 

REBEKAH: I am so sick of self-serving narcissists. Are men simply incapable of committing to an alliance? 

[Elijah speed vamps up to Thierry and snaps his neck] 

ELIJAH: Oh, I asked you to cease these petty moves against our family, and yet you conspire with this fool. Is this what its come to, making moves against your own blood? 

REBEKAH: Don't you try and shame me. Nik grows more powerful by the day, and you do nothing but encourage him. 

ELIJAH: I offer him my counsel because it's clear to me that he needs to make the city our home. Now, perhaps leading these derelicts will curb some of these impulses, grant him some degree of happiness. 

REBEKAH: You always talk of Nik's happiness. Over 1,000 years, he has robbed me of any chance at my own. What about me, Elijah? Am I not a concern for you? 

ELIJAH: We all make sacrifices in the name of this family, Rebekah, but know this. I will never stand against you or Niklaus. 

REBEKAH: What about Hayley? Nothing I conspire to do, none of my treachery will harm this family as much as your feelings for her. You're a hypocrite, Elijah. You would choose love over family and then condemn me for doing the same. 

JARDIN GRIS VOODOO SHOP

[Marcel walks into the Jardin Gris, where Rebekah is standing and waiting for him.] 

REBEKAH: Fancy meeting you here 

MARCEL: That symbol is already up and down the cauldron, more of them popping up everywhere. 

REBEKAH: I suppose Papa Tunde is marking his territory. 

MARCEL: I'm told you saw him, as well. 

REBEKAH: Yeah. Brought up a lot of memories. Memories that are best left buried. 

FLASHBACK--1919

REBEKAH: You're soused. Celebrating Klaus' defeat of the mad Papa Tunde? 

MARCEL: Not celebrating, drowning sorrows. I'm the one who brought Tunde to town. 

REBEKAH: What? 

MARCEL: I made some inquiries while I was abroad, wanted the most dangerous witch anyone could find. 

REBEKAH: Why on earth would you do that? 

MARCEL: For you. I figured if someone as bad as Tunde comes in, maybe Klaus gets chased off. Very least, he's occupied enough that he can't stop me from trying to get you back. 

REBEKAH: You mean to tell me that you would tear down everything my family built, everything you helped us build, risk your own life on the off chance that I would show you the slightest bit of affection? 

MARCEL: I would. I did. I'd do it again. 

REBEKAH: Klaus has k*lled a thousand Tundes. All his life, there's only ever been one man he has truly feared My father Mikael. 

MARCEL: The vampire who hunts vampires. 

REBEKAH: If he came here, Klaus would flee and never turn back. All we need is a witch who can help us find him. 

THE ABBATOIR COMPOUND

[Klaus gives a speech to the crew of vampires in the compound] 

KLAUS: Not long ago, you all united against me. You failed. Since then, in my benevolence, I have wiped the slate clean, yet it seems clear you think that I am the one who needs to earn your respect, your loyalty. You're mistaken. It is you who must prove yourselves to me. Our community is under att*ck. I require soldiers. I need warriors, not cowards. Each of you has a decision to make. You either fight alongside me or you leave now. 

THIERRY: We don't owe you anything. If staying in the Quarter means living under your rule, I'd just as soon get the hell out. 

[Klaus watches as a handful of vampires join Thierry and walk out of the compound. Thierry looks at Diego in hopes that he'll come along, but he gives him a pained look and stays behind. Afterwards, Marcel and Klaus talk with Sophie] 

MARCEL: I got to admit, I thought you'd lose a lot more guys than that. 

KLAUS: Well, good riddance to them, I say. We've no room for slackers or cowards in our kingdom. Now that you've regained your composure, let's move on to the next item of business, shall we, with a little help from our dear friend Sophie. 

SOPHIE: I got no reason to help you, and I sure as hell don't have a reason to help him. 

KLAUS: Now, now, don't be difficult, love. You'll only live as long as you're of use to me, and right now, your best use is to explain why a witch I k*lled has come back for revenge. Come on. Resurrected witches with vast power? 

SOPHIE: It's the Harvest. To die and be reborn. I don't know how, but someone jacked that power, and they used it to bring back four witches, just not the right ones. 

MARCEL: So there's still a chance? If we can get that power back, we can save Davina. 

KLAUS: Let's concentrate on the immediate problem, shall we? Papa Tunde wants revenge. He'll continue to att*ck us, channeling power from the vampires he sacrifices. He kills, he grows more dangerous. So how do I end him? He needs sacrifices to gain power. 

SOPHIE: Hmm. You keep him from k*lling any more nightwalkers, that's a start. 

KLAUS: Unless he finds the one place with a load of vampires ready to be sacrificed. 

[They all look at each other with a look of dawning realization] 

THE GARDEN

[Klaus and Marcel arrive at the garden only to discover that they are too late. All of the vampires are d*ad, sacrificed by Papa Tunde] 

LAFAYETTE CEMETERY

[Celeste (in Sabine's body) meets with Papa Tunde near a crypt] 

CELESTE: Is it done? 

PAPA TUNDE: This blade now contains all the power I harvested from the vampires. It will do things worse than death, even to an Original. 

CELESTE: And are you ready for the final offering? 

PAPA TUNDE: In the name of the witches of the French Quarter, it is my honor. 

[he hands her the bone Kn*fe] 

CELESTE: Thank you, Papa Tunde. 

[she stands behind him and slits his throat with the Kn*fe] 

END CREDITS 

-Wiki
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