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#TheOriginals Snark The Final Season Part 9 “We Have Not Long to Love”

Last episode gave us lots of Hayley flashbacks, and made us feel like she was a little . . . less gone than the episode before it. But, this episode focused on the divisions within the factions of the city. And Hope’s impending Hollow break down. And Declan’s homecoming – to the man that he knows broke Hayley’s heart and the knowledge that she supposedly died in a car crash.

So, a little less levity again in this one. But, the best snarks of the episode came from Hope, despite seemingly being tormented by The Hollow’s whispers. Delivered with perfect teenaged levels of disdain and attitude.

We had snark, an awkward, tear-filled proposal, and some speeches about inclusion. All in all, a great episode!

Here we go!

Klaus: The curse that plagued our family for seven years, has taken its toll on all of us. On our city. On our home. On our family. The consequences of us being together were grave, but today, thanks to you, we celebrate a new beginning. One in which we have the freedom to stand side by side. And whatever trials may come, we will face them together, as a family. Always and forever.

Elijah: Good morning.

Obviously, there’s a lot for us to discuss. Hope, let me begin by telling you how truly sorry . . .
* Hope bends fork in half *
Hope: Thanks for breakfast, guys, but I have homework to catch up on.
* Hope leaves table *
* Klaus sees bent fork *
Klaus: That’s not normal. She’s not normal.
Elijah: She lost her mother, Niklaus. I should’nt’ve come down here.
Klaus: At least you can claim amnesia, unlike our sister who willingly aided a child in ruining her life.

Klaus: Yes, well, thanks to you, the magic has her now. So, if my daughter should be harmed in any way, shape, or form, I will hold you personally responsible.

Marcel: Looks like Emmett and the nightwalkers rode out the storm on your dime.
Josh: Yeah. Is it wrong that I want to boil everything in bleach? Hey, tell me . . . what part of “I hate everything you stand for” do you think gave them the mi casa, su casa vibe?

Keelin: There’s always something with her family. And her family’s . . .
Lisina: Complicated.
Keelin: Yeah.

Hope: I know you’re there.
Klaus: I didn’t want to disturb you.
Hope: Dad, if you’re worried, I wish you’d just say something. Helicopter parenting really isn’t your thing.
Klaus: You bent a fork in half.
Hope: Better than sticking it in the side of Elijah’s neck.

Klaus: You know, every day, I marvel at your strength and your grace, all of which certainly came from your mother.
Hope: I wish she were here.
Klaus: Yeah, so do I.

Declan: A voice mail? You tell me my girlfriend’s dead by voice mail? And you can’t even return my calls?
Freya: It all happened so fast.
Declan: What happened? How did she die?
Freya: Car crash.

Marcel: Party’s over. Emmett. You and your crew are no longer welcome in New Orleans.

Josh: And you don’t get to banish my friends from the Quarter.
Emmett: “Banishment” is your term. Mine is “law and order.” Peace and harmony among the species because everyone stays where they belong. Those were your rules . . . remember?
Marcel: Oh no, don’t compare yourself to me.
Emmett: I won’t allow a bunch of dogs and their half-breed cousins . . .
Marcel: Careful. You don’t want to finish that sentence. Josh?
Josh: Hmm?
Marcel: This place could use a little more sunshine.
Josh: Couldn’t agree more.

Declan: If you’re here to loot, they already took the good stuff.
Elijah: Right at this very moment, I’ll take quantity over quality.
Declan: Its bottom shelf. Might burn a hole in your stomach.
Elijah: Try me. I have an excellent constitution.
Declan: Leveled by the storm, I assume.
Elijah: Well, one might say that I leveled myself.

Keelin: How’s Hope?
Freya: She’s . . . struggling. Klaus is with her.
Keelin: How pissed is he?
Freya: I’d say somewhere to the left of berating, and to the right of plucking out hearts.

Vincent: I’ma gonna tell you what. If one of my witches gets even so much as a paper cut, I’m coming for you. I’m gonna rain hellfire down on each and every single one of you, so what you really need to is go on and get the Hell up outta here before I yank your punk ass into the sun, you hear me?

Josh: You really think this is gonna keep them away?
Marcel: No, but it’ll keep them above ground, and the next time Emmett crawls out of the shadows, I will rip his face off his thick skull.
Josh: He did have a point, you know. Werewolves quarantined in the bayou, witches living in fear, vampires at the top of the food chain.
Marcel: Alright, go on. Say what’s really on your mind.
Josh: These are rules that you created. Rules that this community was forced to live under for decades. All of this? It all started with you.

Hope: Ok, if I put that on, do you promise to stop worrying?
Klaus: I’m your father. I’m always gonna worry.
Hope: There. Feel better. Or were you plan on hovering over me until the end of time?
Klaus: Well, the end of time is a bit extreme.

Elijah: * looking at engagement ring Declan had to give Hayley * Did she know?
Declan: Ah, who am I kidding? She probably would’ve turned me down. I was batting way out of my league, and . . . and she had a Hell of a past.
Elijah: What do you mean?

Declan: Ah, an ex. He really did a number on her. I could tell she still held a candle for the guy. But when you . . . you find a woman that – her smile could end wars, and . . . she has a heart as big as Ireland . . . you’d have to be a fool to let her go. You all right?
Elijah: A smile to end a war. So now you see her face everywhere you go, you hear her voice in your dreams, and you feel the lingering ghost of her touch. You feel responsible. Perhaps if you had known more, you could have done . . . something.
Declan: You’re him, aren’t ya? The one that broke her heart.

Vincent: Ivy, there are hateful people and then there’s psychopaths. Emmett strikes me as the latter.
Ivy: That might be true. But no matter what the night may hold, just remember that dawn is always right around the corner.
Vincent: You always manager to find the light in the darkness, huh?
Ivy: There’s always beauty to be seen. You just have to focus on what’s right in front of you.
Vincent: I’m focused.
Ivy: The lightness suits you.

Lisina: You know, I’m good here. If you could help Freya with the hats?
Keelin: She’s fine. She’s got Ivy helping her.
Lisina: You’ve got one day with your girl. Stop listening to me yammer about the past and get over there.

Marcel: Three innocent people. Gone. I used to think that what I was doing was for the best. The werewolves were dangerous, the witches unpredictable, and the vampires, well, they were my people. And every day that New Orleans didn’t fall apart was proof that I was right. But these people want violence for the sake of it, and I’ll be damned if I let them use my name to do that.

Elijah: My memory was gone. I didn’t know who she was.
Hope: Well, now you do. How does it feel?
Elijah: Like the worst pain I’ve ever experienced.

Hope: I hate you.
Elijah: I hate me, too.
Hope: You let her die.

Freya: Marry me.
Keelin: Oh, what?
Freya: I’m serious.
Keelin: Is this because I almost died today?
Freya: No. Well, yes, but no. Um, two years ago, I started planning how I was going to say it. Um, what that moment would look like. I was just waiting for the right time, but the right time never came. And then, finally, today, it dawned on me that there’s never a perfect time. There’s just right now. And right now, I don’t want to spend another second without you. No more reuniting at funerals. No more astral projections from the Middle East. No more choosing between you and my family, because you are my family, Keelin. You’re everything to me. So, please, marry me.
Keelin: Yes.

Declan: What are you people?
Elijah: We’re vampires. Witches. Other things.
Declan: But those are just . . . stories for the tourists, aren’t they?

Declan: What about Hayley?
Elijah: Hayley, too.
Declan: And, uh, Hope?
Elijah: I think you’re gonna need something a little stronger than that water.

Klaus: What was that? You won’t take my help. You reject the bracelet. You’re throwing Elijah around!
Hope: It stopped the voices.
Klaus: What?
Hope: Ever since I took the power back, the whispers . . . I can’t think, I can’t sleep, I can’t even breathe. But right now, its silent. Is this the rest of my life? A rage that can only be quieted by violence?
Klaus: Hope, if violence is what you need to feel better, then you have the perfect father.

Hope: I thought I could handle it. I really did.
Klaus: You’re handling it as best you can, and I’m gonna be here with you every step of the way.
Hope: Will you stay with me awhile?
Klaus: Of course I will.

Vincent: Come on now, Emmett, you didn’t think I wasn’t gonna show up now did you?
Emmett: So, let me get this straight. Our solution, everyone in their corners, separate, was good enough when he demanded it, but somehow I’m hateful for proposing the same?
Josh: No less hateful when it was his idea.
Marcel: That’s right.
Emmett: Marcel can’t die, but you can. Are the werewolves really worth dying for?
Vincent: You’re damned right.

And there you have it!!

Join us in TWO WEEKS (*sigh*) for the next episode, titled “There in the Disappearing Light.” And there’s something about that title that makes me think that maybe, just maybe, Vincent turns away from that lightness that Ivy thought looked so good on him.

 

 

 

 



Allison Smith


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