Oh. My. Heavens.
That was a HEAVY episode, wasn’t it? Burying Hayley, realizing that there is pretty much nothing anyone can do to save all the first born children (or adults) in NOLA, and just all the heavy that Elijah’s trying not to remember . . . man, I feel drained after that.
There were a few moments of levity in all that, I promise. I found them. But, even they were laced with sadness. And the snark? Oh, yes, the snark was out in force.
But so were quiet (and not so quiet) moments of reflection, grief, and love that I chose to highlight here, too, as I usually do. Because, for God’s sake, I hope like Hell that love can win this one. Or Hope can.
Josh: This is my fault. I’m the one who let Greta get away.
Vincent: You can’t beat yourself up over this, Josh. Greta’s plan was already in motion. You didn’t start the fire, you just got burned by the flame like everybody else.
Josh: Yeah, well, still, I can’t believe it was our people who did this to Hayley.
Marcel: Those are not our people, all right? They are a cancer that needs to be wiped out.
Vincent: That can wait til tomorrow. Today is about grieving.
Vincent: To Hayley.
Marcel: May she sleep with the angels. And I’m sure she’ll teach ’em a thing or two.
Freya: Vincent asked Ivy to do it.
Klaus: Ivy hates me.
Freya: Well, all the witches hate you, but they liked Hayley, and they know that Hope needs you today.
Emmett: Its not just a movement, its an army.
Elijah: This is an army?
Emmett: Well . . . you’re early.
Vincent: I’ve had plenty.
Ivy: Well, I’ve got news.
Vincent: No. No news. No. Today is all about reflecting on the loss of a vibrant woman. No news. Because news means information, and information means action, and action means dead people. I don’t want any news.
Marcel: What the Hell is wrong with you?
Klaus: Hope is burying her mother here today. Elijah had to go. I did the city a favor.
Marcel: By inflaming Greta’s vampires? She’s already their martyr. What do you think they’re gonna do when they find out you’ve murdered her daughter?
Klaus: Let them come. I’m in the mood for a fight.
Elijah: What did you do?
Klaus: That’s a question you should be asking yourself, isn’t it?
Elijah: Her family was in danger.
Klaus: And what a hero you turned out to be.
Marcel: This is exactly what you wanted. You can get your brother back.
Klaus: My brother’s dead to me.
Marcel: Oh, come on. You say that, but you don’t mean that.
Klaus: Enough! He let Hayley die. I could have saved her, but he stopped me. You didn’t see her face, Marcel. She looked right at him. She thought he was there for her, but he wasn’t. And now she’s dead.
Antoinette: The irony. My mother did all these heinous things because of some deluded ideology that vampires need to be pure. And now the only thing that will save me is the blood of the very creature she despised.
Klaus: Just be sure you don’t transport me to the bottom of the Mississippi, hmmm?
Klaus: What’s the delay?
Ivy: Its magic, not pay-per-view.
Josh: Emmett, what the Hell are you doing here?
Emmett: Where are Antoinette and Elijah?
Josh: Probably under a rock somewhere. Maybe you should join them.
Klaus: I’m gonna break every bone in your body.
Ivy: I’m sorry, but there are things you don’t know yet.
Klaus: She’s in danger!
Ivy: She’s in more danger if you go.
Klaus: I don’t care about the plagues. Let molten lava rain from the skies!
Ivy: You’ll care about this. Read this:
And thou shall know the signs of blood from water,
Vipers from the rivers,
Larvae from the soil,
Ice rain from the skies . . .
Klaus: . . . fire across the water,
Monsoons from the sea,
The death of all firstborns.
Klaus: I should’ve been there for you . . . and for Hope. But . . . I was scared . . . of this very moment. This family, hmm? We are a curse to each other, and to our home. And I know . . . she needs me. I see that now. But loving her brings her closer to death. And I want her to live. I want her to grow up. I want her to love . . . and be as strong and beautiful a woman . . . as her mother. I don’t know what to do. And I really wish that you were here to tell me, Little Wolf.
Marcel: The promise “always and forever,” it anchored you, it filled you, grounded you for a thousand years. Remember that love. The bond. Open the Red Door. Let it all back in.
[Klaus, in memory, behind the Red Door: What you did to me, you set me on my course!]
Elijah: No. I can’t. I can’t.
Marcel: Let it all back in.
[Klaus, in memory, behind the Red Door: You knew that your secret betrayal was the cause of everything I became!]
Elijah: No! No!
Antoinette: What’s happening?
Marcel: He’s remembering.
Elijah: No. No.
Antoinette: You’re hurting him.
Vincent: Marcel, we can’t stop now. You gotta keep going.
Marcel: Remember the bond. Always and forever.
[Hayley, in memory, behind the Red Door: Elijah, stop! Stop!]
Marcel: Remember your family. Remember Hayley.
[Hayley, in memory, behind the Red Door: Please, don’t do this. Please, don’t do this. Please!]
Marcel: What the Hell just happened?
Antoinette: I had nothing to do with this.
Marcel: All right, fair enough. But you better hope he wakes in time to clear your name and get you this. * waves vial of Klaus’s blood *
Antoinette: I could be dead by then.
Marcel: Yeah, that sounds like a personal problem.
Freya: People will forget the things you’ve said, forget the things you did, but no one ever forgets how you made them feel. Hayley Marshall . . . made me feel like I was a part of a family. And when the realities of this life became too much to bear, we shouldered them together. We laughed, we cried. When I failed, she lifted me up. And when I succeeded, she danced by my side. And she did that for all of us. No one will ever be able to replace her or heal the pain we feel at her loss. But we can honor her with our actions and our words . . . we can love each other . . . the way she would’ve wanted us to love.
Hope: Goodbye, Mom.
* Klaus grabs Hope’s hand *
Hope: What are you doing?! You can’t be here.
Klaus: Yes, I can. Just for a moment. Our family has infinite struggles ahead, but right now, I need to be here . . . with my daughter.
Klaus: I’ll always be here for you. Even if I can’t truly be by your side, holding your hand. I’ll call and I’ll write. And Freya will allow us some time together with magic. But you have to know, this is the last time we can do this.
And if you aren’t crying from some of these . . . you aren’t human. I never cry at movies, or tv shows, but this one . . . this one made me cry like a baby.
The Originals writers? You owe me a box of tissues. The good kind. With lotion.