- Damon Salvatore: [reading Stefan's diary while driving] Here's one.
- [increasingly theatrical tone:]
- Damon Salvatore: "March 12, 1922. I've blacked out days. I wake up in strangers' blood in places I don't recognize with women I don't remember." Ah! I'm shocked! Stefan's not a virgin?
- Elena Gilbert: Eyes on the road, Grandma.
- Damon Salvatore: Fine. Back to my game. Tell me if you see a Florida plate.
- Caroline Forbes: [as sunlight glares down upon her] Stop! Please! Stop! Please stop! Please!
- [sobs, cries]
- Caroline Forbes: I don't hurt anybody, I swear! I can handle the urges...! I can...
- [sobs]
- Bill Forbes: [closes off rays] If you can handle the urges, this wouldn't happen.
- [holds blood-transfusion packet in front of her face]
- Caroline Forbes: [desires blood] I'm sorry, I'm sorry...
- Bill Forbes: I'm conditioning you to associate vampirism with pain. In time, the thought of human blood will make you repress your vampire instincts completely.
- Caroline Forbes: [sobs] That's impossible! Daddy, you can't change the way I am!
- Bill Forbes: Yes, I can.
- Caroline Forbes: [shakes her head] No...
- Bill Forbes: You remember this treatment?
- [opens the shutter]
- Caroline Forbes: [bathed in sunlight, yelps in pain as she burns] Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!
- Klaus Mikaelson: [pulled dagger out of his chest] Don't pout! You knew it wouldn't kill me.
- Rebekah Mikaelson: Yeah, but I was hoping it would hurt more.
- Elena Gilbert: Where were you in the 1920's? Paving the way for women's liberation?
- Damon Salvatore: I was around. Chicago's a big city. Stefan was a cocky ripper douche. But i could avoid him and still indulge in a few Daisy Buchanan's of my own.
- Elena Gilbert: Ugh. Where are you going?
- Damon Salvatore: His old stomping ground.
- Elena Gilbert: I'm coming with you!
- Damon Salvatore: No. You stay here and whip up an actual plan. I'll come back when I find him.
- Damon Salvatore: Sure hope we find him. It would suck if the last memento of Stefan was that crappy old necklace.
- Elena Gilbert: [stroking necklace] It's antique, Damon. Like you.
- Elena Gilbert: [unimpressed by secret in hiding place] Stefan hid his alcohol. What a monster!
- Damon Salvatore: Look harder.
- Elena Gilbert: [scrawls on back wall] It's a list of names.
- Damon Salvatore: Mm-hmm.
- Elena Gilbert: Are these all of his victims?
- [women's screams echo]
- Damon Salvatore: Still handling it?
- Elena Gilbert: [run-down apartments] Stefan could live anywhere in Chicago and he chose this?
- Damon Salvatore: There used to be an all-girl's high school around the corner, but it shut down for attendance issues. Weird.
- Elena Gilbert: If you're trying to scare me into giving up and going back, it's not gonna work.
- Klaus Mikaelson: [bottle of wine] 1918, single malt. My favorite.
- Stefan Salvatore: Yeah.
- Klaus Mikaelson: Let's go and find someone to pair it with.