- Camille O'Connell: [the camera pans over the Quarter and shows civilians in Mardi Gras gear partying below] This is a city of death. Fires, floods. To say nothing of the violence we do to each other. We may laissez les bon temps rouler, but really we've turned life into one big party to distract ourselves from a single, unavoidable truth
- [the scene changes to Cami looking out of the window taking in the festive scene below]
- Camille O'Connell: We're all going to die.
- Elijah Mikaelson: [calling] Brother! Niklaus!
- Hayley Marshall: You do realize that literally everyone here has supernatural hearing, right?
- Elijah Mikaelson: Where is my brother?
- Hayley Marshall: I'll check his calendar.
- [consults cellphone]
- Hayley Marshall: Wait, no, not his wife.
- Elijah Mikaelson: Hayley, this city is under siege by an army following my deranged mother's every command. Now, considering it was your people who just declared war on my kind, perhaps now is not the best time for your particular brand of... sass.
- Hayley Marshall: Klaus left a little while ago. If you wanna find him,
- [shakes her head:]
- Hayley Marshall: I can't help you.
- [still shaking her head:]
- Hayley Marshall: If only there was a... magical device that people use to call people.
- [hands over cellphone]
- Hayley Marshall: I just don't know. I'm out of ideas. Good luck.
- [turns, walks away, then turns back]
- Hayley Marshall: Oh! One more thing, Elijah. Those beasts that you're referring to? They may be under Esther's control, but like you said, they're my people.
- [green eyes flaring:]
- Hayley Marshall: If you hurt them, your bitch mother will be the least of your problems.
- Davina Claire: You don't look so good. Those bites...
- Mikael: [neck wounds not stopping him from training vigorously] Werewolf venom has to be purged, not acquiesced to.
- Davina Claire: What is that, like, a Viking bumper sticker?
- Mikael: Get up!
- Davina Claire: I can't!
- [groans]
- Davina Claire: I hurt my ankle.
- Mikael: The ability to endure pain is the warrior's true weapon. Master that, and nothing holds power over you. Now... on your feet. I said... On... your... feet!