The Originals (TV Series)

House of the Rising Son (2013)

Joseph Morgan: Klaus Mikaelson

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• Marcel Gerard : Why didn't you tell me your sister's back in town?

  Klaus Mikaelson : I thought it'd be more amusing for you to find out for yourself.

  Marcel Gerard : Is there anything else I need to know?

  Klaus Mikaelson : Only that she's grown considerably more insane in the last century.

  Marcel Gerard : Or maybe that it was her who killed my guys.

  Klaus Mikaelson : Doubtful. Unless that biker bar is frequented by small-town high school quarterbacks, I can't imagine she'd be interested.

  Marcel Gerard : I don't have time for Mikaelson family drama. You're my guest. Keep your sister in line.

  Klaus Mikaelson : I'd have greater chance of draining the Mississippi with a straw.

• Klaus Mikaelson : Excuse me, love. What's that you're studying?

  Camille O'Connell : [lifting the book]  Abnormal psychology.

  Klaus Mikaelson : Abnormal psychology. Well, perhaps you could help me diagnose my friend over here. He's been a little bit depressed. Can't get his mind off a girl. He tells me she's a queen fit for a king. I think he should cut his losses and move on. What's your professional opinion?

  Camille O'Connell : Be a nice guy and maybe the opportunity will present itself someday.

• Marcel Gerard : [about the party turned feeding frenzy]  This is how I keep my guys happy. The occasional all-you-can-eat buffet. My nightwalkers love it. Got 'em working hard trying to earn one of these daylight rings. They deserve to blow off a little steam. My daywalkers, the trusted few, well, they just like to party.

  Klaus Mikaelson : It's quite an operation. Tell me, what about the victims? Seems like a lot of graves to dig.

  Marcel Gerard : Can't kill them all. Too many folks go missing, tourism drops. So, we heal 'em with a little vamp blood, erase their memory, and send them on their way. No muss no fuss.

  Klaus Mikaelson : I'm impressed.

  Marcel Gerard : Nothing I didn't learn from you back in the day.

• Hayley : [as he sniffs the bottle of wolfbane potion Hayley was going to use to end her pregnancy]  I didn't use it.

  Klaus Mikaelson : You're awake.

  Hayley : I couldn't sleep all night. This house is like a freaking swamp sauna.

  Klaus Mikaelson : What stopped you? You could've been free of all of this. Of me.

  Hayley : Yeah, well... When I was fighting off those vampires, I realized I wasn't just protecting myself. Maybe it has to do with the fact that... my birth parents just gave me up and my adoptive parents just kicked me out. All I know is push came to shove and I realized I wouldn't let anyone hurt it.

  Klaus Mikaelson : I'm beginning to think... we're a lot alike... you and I. We're both cast-offs who've learned to fight when we're backed into a corner.

  Hayley : Well, we're backed into a corner now.

  Klaus Mikaelson : Uh. That we are. It's time to fight... little wolf.

  Hayley : This whole thing with Marcel... the deal you have with the witches, trying to take him down and take what's his... Rebekah told me that you once loved each other like family. What happened?

  Klaus Mikaelson : I made Marcel everything that he is. I treated him like a son. But when my father chased me and my family from New Orleans a hundred years ago, we believed that Marcel was killed. We each... mourned him... in our own way. Yet when I returned, I found not only had he survived, he had thrived. Instead of seeking us out, instead of sticking together as one, he made a choice... to take everything... my family had built, and make it his own. Now he is living in our home, he is sleeping in our beds. That 'M' he stamps everywhere... It's not for 'Marcel'... it's for 'Mikaelson.' I want it all back. And if I have to push him out to get it, then that's exactly what I'll do.

  [turns, leaves] 

  Klaus Mikaelson : I'll have someone see to the air conditioning.

• Klaus Mikaelson : [after reminiscing, plops down on chair]  Well, he wasn't good enough for you.

  Rebekah Mikaelson : No one was ever good enough for me, Nik. You made sure of that. Now, where's Elijah?

  [Klaus' cell-phone rings, he checks, gets up] 

  Rebekah Mikaelson : Where are you going?

  Klaus Mikaelson : It appears the night is not quite over yet. I'm up for another drink with Marcel.

  Rebekah Mikaelson : Elijah told me you're planning to take apart Marcel's empire piece by piece. I don't remember it involving you two drinking New Orleans dry together.

  Klaus Mikaelson : I know you don't have many friends, Rebekah, but what some friends do when they get together is drink. When they drink, they tell secrets. Marcel has somehow found a way to control the entirety of witches in the Quarter, and I aim to uncover the hows so I might take it for myself. Finding Elijah didn't make my to-do list today.

  [walks off, turns back, smiles thinly] 

  Klaus Mikaelson : Oh, and welcome home, little sister.

  [leaves, closes door] 

  Rebekah Mikaelson : [looks up at Hayley sitting at top of stairs]  You, wolf-girl.

  [Hayley gets up] 

  Rebekah Mikaelson : I'm gonna search this house inch by inch until I find out what my evil brother has done to my good one. You'll help me.

• Klaus Mikaelson : I assume the six dead vampires were your doing?

  Rebekah Mikaelson : They were very rude.

  [recollects:] 

  Rebekah Mikaelson : Trying to victimize a poor, innocent girl just trying to find her way to the Quarter.

  [hapless ruffian bullies were no match for the blonde Original vampire who turned them into red soup] 

  Rebekah Mikaelson : So sorry, were they friends of yours?

  [more sarcasm:] 

  Rebekah Mikaelson : That's right, you don't have any friends.

  Klaus Mikaelson : I do have friends. I have Marcel. You do remember him, don't you? Yes, of course you do. He fancies himself the king of the Quarter now, and he has these rules about killing vampires. It will be fun to see what sort of punishment he comes up with for you.

  Rebekah Mikaelson : I don't care about Marcel or his rules. Elijah doesn't welsh on deals. What did you do to him?

  Klaus Mikaelson : Perhaps he's on holiday.

  [points up at ceiling] 

  Klaus Mikaelson : Or taking a long autumn nap upstairs. Well, go on. Take a look around.